August 4th, 10 o'clock in the evening.

Lu Liang left the community where Ma Qinggang's family lived in a black coat, walked about two kilometers away, waved to stop a motorcycle, and asked the motorcycle master to send him home, the road was very windy, and the motorcycle master smelled a smell of blood, frowned and said: "Handsome guy, why do you have a smell of blood?"

Lu Liang smiled: "I was surfing the Internet in an Internet café just now, and I had a fight with a few gangsters, and I was stabbed in the calf by the other party with a knife." ”

Mo's master said, "Then why don't you go to the hospital?"

Lu Liang said: "It's okay, it's just a small injury." ”

The master of the motorcycle stopped talking, and sent Lu Liang downstairs to his house on a motorcycle, saying that the fare was twenty yuan.

Lu Liang handed it to Mo's master, and when Mo's master took the money, he saw Lu Liang with blood on his hands, but he didn't make a sound, took the money and rode away on a motorcycle.

Lu Liang turned around and went upstairs, there was no one at home, his mother Zhao Fengjiao hadn't come back yet, Lu Liang went back to the bedroom and ran to the bathroom with clean clothes, took off his black coat, the white shirt inside was stained with blood, it was Tian Tian's, he took off his white shirt and smelled Tian Tian's blood, the thick fishy smell made his brain

After washing for more than half an hour, washing all the blood stains on his body, Lu Liang opened the window to ventilate and blew away the smell of blood, took the blood-stained shirt and pants back to the bedroom, packed it in a plastic bag and hid it under the bed, and then went downstairs, rode a bicycle to a nearby gas station, and bought fifty catties of gasoline.

Lu Liang rode his bicycle home and hid gasoline in the corridor.

After all this, Lu Liang went upstairs and took out the key to open the door, the light in the living room was on, and the mother Zhao Fengjiao was sitting on the sofa, she had already taken a bath, and it seemed that she didn't want her son to see the embarrassed appearance of this afternoon from her, but the scratches on that face couldn't be washed off.

As if he didn't see it, Lu Liang walked over and sat on the sofa with a smile, hugged Zhao Fengjiao, and said, "Mom, why did you go tonight, why did you go home so late?"

Zhao Fengjiao stretched out her hand and rubbed Lu Liang's head, looking at her son's delicate face, she really didn't want to mention to him what happened this afternoon, let alone let him know that the shop at home had been forcibly demolished.

Zhao Fengjiao was a little sad, and said with a smile: "Playing mahjong, good guy, I am really lucky today, and I lost a thousand yuan! Your Uncle Deng lost more, it is estimated that there are two thousand, all for the princess and her daughter-in-law to win alone, I suspect that the thief is out of the old thousand." ”

Lu Liang smiled: "Then let's play less mahjong in the future, Dad left early, and there is no income at home, Mom, you have a hard time alone." ”

Zhao Fengjiao didn't know why her son suddenly said such a thing: "Silly boy, doesn't my mother have you?"

Lu Liang smiled: "Yes, there is still me, but I can't accompany you for a lifetime, Mom, Uncle Deng is a good person, do you want to consider it?"

A hint of blush overflowed on Zhao Fengjiao's charming face: "What nonsense, don't you mind?"

Lu Liang said: "What do I mind, it's too late for me to be happy, Uncle Wang is good, handsome, and good to you, I've been chasing you for so many years, it's good to be with him." ”

Uncle Deng's name is Deng Guowen, is Zhao Fengjiao's high school classmate, the deputy director of Xinlin Textile Factory, after Xinlin Textile Factory was acquired by Liao Jianxin's Han Ding Construction, Deng Guowen left his job and went to the sea, running a small textile factory, making a good job, when Zhao Fengjiao was in high school, Deng Guowen has always admired Zhao Fengjiao, and later Zhao Fengjiao married Lu Liang's father, Deng Guowen also got married, and later Lu Liang's father died of a work injury, Deng Guowen re-pursued Zhao Fengjiao.

At that time, Zhao Fengjiao already had Lu Liang, and Deng Guowen also had a family, Zhao Fengjiao was unwilling to be a junior, and even more unwilling to let her son be wronged, so she didn't agree to Deng Guowen's pursuit, so she kept dragging it on, Deng Guowen divorced last year, but Zhao Fengjiao still didn't agree to get together with Deng Guowen.

Lu Liang is now older, Zhao Fengjiao doesn't want to find a stepfather for her son, she only hopes that her son can start a family as soon as possible to inherit the Lu family, but when she thinks of that Tian Tian, Zhao Fengjiao's heart stings: "Son, my affairs are not in a hurry, let's talk about it when you get married, but my mother doesn't urge you, you are still young, take your time, and you can't ask for emotional things." ”

Lu Liang smiled: "Mom, have you heard something?"

Zhao Fengjiao's heart skipped a beat, for fear that her son would notice what she was tracking today, so she hurriedly said: "No, no, I just advise you that there is no need to hang yourself from a tree, that Tian Tian is good, but if the two of them can't get together, there is no need to be entangled, and I heard that Tian Tian is a singer, this kind of girl is not down-to-earth, exaggerated, and can't be clean in the entertainment industry, son, you don't look bad, the girl chasing you has gone to the sea, let's choose a better and more down-to-earth one." ”

Lu Liang smiled and said, "Mom, I won't have anything to do with that Tian Tian in the future." ”

Zhao Fengjiao was extremely relieved when she heard this, Lu Liang is her son, she knows Lu Liang's character too well, she looks like a gentleman on the outside, and she loves to drill horns in her heart, she can't see many things, she is afraid that Lu Liang will do something stupid, so she doesn't even dare to tell Lu Liang about Gu Bei's forced demolition today.

Zhao Fengjiao said: "This is right, there are thousands of women in the world, as a man, you should broaden your horizons, so that you can be promising, son, you are so handsome, you have good grades, and you are still a famous university, you will not be able to pick a wife in the future." ”

Lu Liang smiled and didn't speak.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Zhao Fengjiao went to sleep.

Lu Liang sat alone on the sofa in the living room, waiting slowly.

He knew that this might be the last night of his life to stay at home, he didn't want to waste a minute or a second, he greedily looked at everything in the house, time passed very slowly, like a knife cut, but Lu Liang was not upset, at this moment his heart was extremely peaceful, a person who regarded death as home, didn't care about anything.

Except for his mother Zhao Fengjiao!

At three o'clock in the morning, Lu Liang got up and walked to the kitchen to get busy, making green vegetables and lean porridge, his mother Zhao Fengjiao's favorite breakfast, after it was done, Lu Liang put the green vegetables and lean porridge in the microwave, ate his own bowl, and then gently pushed Zhao Fengjiao's bedroom away, looking at his sleeping mother.

Ten minutes later, Lu Liang left the house and lifted the gasoline from the aisle, fifty near, enough to destroy the entire Xinlin Textile Factory.

Lu Liang grew up in Xinlin Textile Factory, he knew that Xinlin Textile Factory had a large amount of waste fabric, as long as it ignited, the fire would turn the entire textile factory into ashes, so Gu Bei's Baiyanfu Food and Culture Square project was completely ruined, and it was impossible to get it.

Stepping into the night, Lu Liang went straight to Xinlin Textile Factory.

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