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The latest reading, please go to () When Zhang Zheng was treating Guo Cunsheng and Zhang Maoju and his wife, at the home of Zhang Wenjin Zhang, Vice Governor of Jibei City, Zhang Xiaohui was talking to Hu Manru's mother, Liu Yaru, deputy director of the Provincial Family Planning Commission, on the phone: "Aunt Liu? I'm Xiaohui, yes, Zhang Xiaohui, Auntie, do you know where Sister Manru went? Yes, I've been to her office, and I said I don't know where she went, okay, I'll make a note, you say, okay, I wrote down the phone, thank you, Auntie, goodbye. ()”

A thrilling experience in Dongfang Shen Yun last night made Zhang Xiaohui have a strong interest in this Mr. Zhang surnamed Zhang Mingzheng, especially doubts about his identity.

Mr. Zhang's martial arts are strong, and his elder brother has been practicing martial arts since childhood; Mr. Zhang violently beat the second generation of officials, gangsters and police officers with the power of one person, and his brother Zhang Shaojie subdued many hijackers with the power of one person; Mr. Zhang speaks humorously, acts casually, and does his own thing, while his brother has been naughty since he was a child, fights and brawls, and is whimsical. Thinking about it carefully, there are always some shadows of his brother on Mr. Zhang's body, and she can't help but doubt the identity of this Mr. Zhang.

Just when Xiaohui was struggling to have an in-depth understanding of Mr. Zhang's situation, she suddenly thought that her good sister Hu Manru knew this Brother Zhang, which made her see a glimmer of hope. When she rushed to the headquarters building of Dongshan Provincial Textile Group, she learned that Hu Manru, the general manager, had gone out early in the morning and did not come back. went away with excitement and returned with defeat, but it did not make Xiaohui lose confidence, she firmly believed that if she grasped the line of Sister Manru, her brother's affairs would fall out.

Zhang Tianjian, a distant cousin who came out of Guo Fuyou's house and had been accompanying him, suggested to Zhang Zheng: "Xiaojie, it's still early, let's go to your old house first, and then go to the cemetery of your parents and grandfather." ”

Zhang Zheng said: "It's okay, then let's go to the old house first." ”

The village has not changed much, the road is still the same road, after a narrow path, you will come to a courtyard located in the west of the village, this is where Zhang Zheng was born and raised. The courtyard is relatively large in the village, and the structure looks like a courtyard house in Beijing, with three rooms in the west house and four rooms in the north house, and the gate is open in the southwest. The original adobe courtyard walls have been replaced with red bricks. The courtyard is clean and tidy, and several persimmon trees are luxuriant and full of red fruits.

"The yard has been taken care of by Aunt Zhang, and the courtyard wall was built at Xiaohui's expense, and Xiaohui will come back every year to take a look, thanks to Xiaohui's girl all these years." The cousin introduced.

"Brother Zhang, this is where you were born?" Hu Manru asked curiously.

"Yes, I was born in this north room, come, let's go in and have a look," Zhang Zheng said with emotion.

Walking into the room, I saw a large wooden bed placed on the side of the northwest corner wall, an old-fashioned table of eight immortals and two old-fashioned chairs on the north wall facing the door, and a set of white porcelain tea sets were quietly placed on the table of eight immortals. On the wall behind the table hangs a yellowed painting of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea in the central hall, and in a picture frame on the east wall, there are several black and white photographs.

"Brother Zhang, is this an aunt, so beautiful." Manru asked, pointing to a black-and-white photo.

"Yes, this is my mother, this is my father, my mother is a famous local beauty."

"Then this old man must be your grandfather, with white hair, a long beard, and this Chinese-style robe, he really has the style of a fairy wind and bones."

"Well, this is my grandfather, known locally as Zhang Shenxian, who worked as a doctor in Jinghua Hospital in Beijing in his early years, mainly for senior leaders in health care."

"Oh, that's amazing!"

"Well, his medical skills are indeed superb, and my medical skills were learned from my grandfather."

"Brother Zhang, is this a photo of you when you were a child?" Man Ru pointed to a black-and-white photo of a big-headed doll and asked, "Yes, this one was taken by me when I was full moon, and I took it at the photo studio in Zhongguan Town, and that one was taken when I was 100 days old." Zhang Zheng pointed to another black-and-white photo.

"Brother Zhang, the way you looked when you were a child was so funny."

"That's nature, I have been handsome and chic since I was a child, the jade tree is in the wind, and everyone loves ......"

"God sees God worships, cars see cars, flowers bloom, this kind of old cliché, let me tell you for you, the size is also a president, can you have something fresh!" Hu Manru said, "There are no fresh ones, there are a lot of condoms, but it is not a good thing to have too many condoms, it is uncomfortable!" ”

"Die, three sentences will reveal the rogue nature. Brother Zhang, this one wearing open crotch pants is too right-wing, * It's so fun, ha! Ha! Hu Manru pointed to the * revealed by Xiao Zhang Zheng in the photo and laughed.

Seeing the beauty smiling so happily, Zhang Zheng leaned into Manru's ear and said softly: "Is it better to be big or small, is it good when you were a child, or is it good now?" ”

"Stinky rascal, ignore you!" Angry to angry, when recalling the scene in the morning, Manru's heart was still restless, she still can't figure it out, such an ugly guy, how can so many women like it, when holding it with her hand, it feels too exciting, alas, losing a chance to experience a real knife and a real gun, can there be a next time?

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