This sigh sounds heart-wrenching, full of grief and helplessness, like a jujube choking in the throat, up and down the situation of two years.

"Uncle Wang, let's eat!" Ning Bing'er said as she stepped forward to help up the man who was squatting on the ground and lamenting, a trace of pity filtered through her heart, and she was more satisfied!

Seeing Wang Ming's daughter-in-law's full of complaints, Ning Bing'er knew that there was a play, and if she worked hard, it would soon come to fruition.

"I'm going to carry the dishes!" Ning Bing'er helped the depressed Wang Ming to come over and sit down, gave Ning Xiang Angel a look, and immediately stepped forward and walked out of the living room.

Some inexplicable Wang Ming's daughter-in-law stood stupidly in place, looking at her man with his head down, his heart burning with anger and resentment.

"Tell me, why are you so, ah? When is the end of the day?" Wang Ming's daughter-in-law lost her mind and stepped forward to tear the man's clothes.

The man was like a frightened fawn, shrinking his head, not daring to raise his eyes to confront his daughter-in-law, keeping his head down, constantly sighing, not arguing, not refutating, and being shaken vigorously by his daughter-in-law like mud.

"That's enough, do you think I'm willing? Wang Ming finally broke out, his eyes were red, and he yelled at his daughter-in-law.

After speaking, his lips trembled, and he looked at his fat and greasy daughter-in-law innocently and helplessly, trembling all over, and the whole person looked very tired.

"People have bullied them like this, they don't dare to escape, they don't dare to resist, you tell me, what way back do we have?" Wang Ming's daughter-in-law's grieving eyes were full of reproach and loss.

At that time, rural women married a man, love was too luxurious for them, and they never had the luxury of hoping that this unrealistic emotion would come to their heads, and eating and dressing up was perhaps their most practical idea

But when marrying sweat, dressing and eating, and even eating becomes a problem, how can there be a sense of security?

"Say, where can we go, where can we run, where can we run?" Wang Ming roared and scolded his daughter-in-law.

"You didn't say it when Xiao Wu's colleague came, and now Xiao Wu's friend is coming again, you still don't say it, Xiao Wu is a policeman, don't you believe it?" Wang Ming's daughter-in-law retorted loudly, pinching the man's ear as she spoke, and raised it a few points.

Because of the pull of the body's gravity, the ears quickly became bright red and dripping, but the man still lowered his head, unwilling to argue, and unwilling to resist, such a pain made people feel the reality of life.

"Police, can the police help us?" Wang Ming finally turned his head, looking at his daughter-in-law with disdain in his eyes, this woman who didn't know the height of the sky, and even felt that what she asked just now was a joke.

"Who can't the police?" Wang Ming's daughter-in-law was so frightened by her man's eyes that she retracted her hand, looked at the man with some trepidation, and said with a slightly restrained look.

"Only God knows. Wang Ming looked at the sky in all directions with a resigned look.

I just happened to be able to see the boxy and neat blue sky from the door frame, and I was in infinite reverie, maybe I was waiting for the Heavenly Soldiers to accept this group of hungry wolves who ate people and didn't spit out bones.

"Eh......" was another long lament, Wang Ming's daughter-in-law, a village woman whose name she did not know from beginning to end, sat pathetically and pitifully on the stool, waiting for death without desire and without desire.

"What about the child?" Wang Ming asked lightly.

"Asleep, just asleep. Wang Ming's daughter-in-law, who was lost and depressed, said helplessly.

"Poor child, you have to suffer such a great sin at such a young age!" Wang Ming sighed, the grief in his heart could not be concealed, and his withered yellow face also had a sad and sad expression.

"It's not you, you can't protect your own children. Wang Ming's daughter-in-law said with a resentful face.

Ning Bing'er, who had been hiding in the kitchen and was reluctant to come out, pricked up her ears and quietly listened to the conversation between Wang Ming and his wife, vaguely mentioning "police, child", but the distance was too far away, and she really couldn't listen too carefully.

Ning Xiangtian, who was holding chopsticks and holding a bowl, waited quietly for Bing'er to speak, although he didn't know what Ning Bing'er was doing, but he also felt the strangeness of this village, the couple's abnormality, and they seemed cautious in what they did.

Killing opportunities may only be felt by Ning Bing'er, for Ning Xiangtian, who was born in peace and is in peace, it is simply a mythical story of the Arabian Nights, and it is impossible for such a thrilling thing to happen to him.

And he didn't think about these invisible danger factors either.

"Bing'er, there's no sound!" Ning Xiangtian pricked up his ears, and after listening carefully for a few seconds, he reminded carefully.

Turning her head to look at this simple and cute big boy, Ning Bing'er was a little unbearable and distressed, smiled sweetly at him, and then said lightly: "Let's go!"

The two walked in with food and chopsticks, their faces crowded with bright smiles, and their smiles stiffened when they saw the sad-faced couple in the living room.

"Uncle Wang, Auntie, it's time to eat. Ning Bing'er said flatteringly.

The inverted character setting of the host and guest made the atmosphere in the living room deadlock again, Wang Ming and his wife glanced at each other, didn't say anything, looked at the beautiful and generous Ning Bing'er with an embarrassed face, and Ning Xiangtian, who was immature and handsome on the side, the four of them looked at each other and smiled.

"Come, Auntie will serve you dinner. Wang Ming's daughter-in-law struggled to get up and carried their bowls back to the kitchen.

Walking to the door, the door that was not wide was blocked by her fat figure, and the room was much darker all of a sudden, Ning Bing'er immediately kicked Ning Xiangtian with her foot and gave him a hint of a look.

"Uncle Wang, smoke less, that's not good for your health. As he spoke, he took out a packet of fine Chinese from his pocket, took out one, and reverently handed it to the thin man in front of him.

Trembling and taking the good cigarette, Wang Ming did not rush to put it in his mouth and light it and smoke, but held it in the palm of his hand, looked at it carefully, looked through it carefully, and searched carefully, as if there was an unknown secret hidden on this cigarette stick.

"What is Uncle Wang looking for?" Ning Xiangtian asked suspiciously.

This kind of focused eyes and movements, only in the things that care about will be so attentive, a cigarette, where is so attractive?

Seeing Wang Ming's eyes, Ning Bing'er lowered her head sadly, she could understand the hidden meaning behind this action, which was the sequelae left by Kang Yi, a bad problem that could not be changed.

"Looking for words, can you show me your cigarette case?" Wang Ming said humbly, his originally dim eyes lit up suddenly.

"Yes. Ning Xiangtian handed it over disapprerovingly, confused and didn't know what he was looking for for a long time.

"Leave him alone, the last time Bing'er came, Kang Yi gave him a box of cigarettes, and he took that box of cigarettes and studied it very unexpectedly. Leave him alone, obsessed, crazy. Wang Ming's daughter-in-law walked in with food and said coldly.