At the breakfast table the next day, everyone began to talk about the robbery of the rural credit cooperatives by enemy agents.

Zhou Xiaoan had heard his grandfather talk about this before.

Two **** lower-level officers, a deputy company commander and a platoon commander, were left on the mainland and lurked when the Kuomintang retreated to Taiwan.

Some people say that they were bewitched by the **** counterattack on the mainland, and some people say that because of the serious internal fighting of the enemy, they broke away from the spy organization and went it alone, and secretly organized a counterrevolutionary group called the "257 Working Group".

In order to obtain funds for the activities and develop the organization, they attacked a rural credit cooperative in a suburban county.

The two people pretended to be public security officers and blocked the female accountant who was left alone at the credit union on the weekend in the office, saying that there was an enemy in the vicinity to sabotage, the well was poisoned, and they wanted to take medicine to detoxify, and tricked the female accountant into taking sleeping pills.

But the female accountant was timid and overly nervous, and the effect of sleeping pills was greatly reduced, and she was unable to fall into a coma for a long time. The murderer couldn't wait, smashed the female accountant to death with a hammer, and absconded with the money.

Now that the murderer has been arrested and the facts of the case have been made public, they are waiting for a public trial to be held and immediately executed.

In this era, enemy activities are not stories in film and television works, but real threats around us.

The reason why these two people were able to deceive the trust of the female accountant so easily was also because the poisoning of the well by the enemy had really happened, and the number of victims at that time was not small, and the impact was very large.

Tightening the strings of the class struggle at all times is not just a slogan, but the daily life of people in this era is related to the safety of life.

After breakfast, the aunt of the neighborhood committee will notify the neighborhood committee according to the courtyard, and those who do not go to work will go to the neighborhood committee for a meeting, and everyone will actively cooperate with the public security comrades to do a good job in the joint defense of the masses, and they must also thoroughly check the resident population and keep an eye on outsiders, so that everyone will keep their eyes open and not let the class enemy have a chance!

Zhou Xiaoan's hukou has been moved to the Han family, not counting the permanent population, and there are also mine arrangements for political study, so there is no need to go to a meeting, Wang Lamei asked her to paste a cardboard box at home.

As soon as the family left, she also slipped away with Zhou Xiaoquan's yellow schoolbag.

Yesterday she glanced at herself in the vague mirror of the bath, and she couldn't see anything but a thin shadow, and today she was going to buy a small mirror and take a good look at herself.

The mirrors of the women of the Zhou family are all put away by themselves, and Zhou Xiaoan can't touch them.

I've been here for days, I've been running for survival, and now I'm finally not afraid of starvation, and she remembers that she hasn't seen herself yet!

Then add some alabaster and other things, even if you don't use it, you have to put on a show to dare to steal the care products in the space. Zhou Xiaoan is really a girl who doesn't know how to love beauty at all, and she doesn't even have a box of clam oil.

This is a fantasy for Zhou An'an, who can be super stinky and beautiful!

When he came to the daily necessities counter of the department store, Zhou Xiaoan chose a small round mirror the size of a palm, a plastic frame, and a small plastic comb that matched it.

Zhou Xiaoan took the small mirror in his hand, looked at himself, and snapped it on the counter.

Under the unkind gaze of the salesman, Zhou Xiaoan picked up the mirror and looked at it again with an expressionless face, and then threw the mirror and ran out in a gust of wind amid the sarcasm of the salesman's sarcastic voice of "Can you afford to break it".

How could Zhou Xiaoan be so ugly!

How can it be so dark!

How can it be so old!

Zhou Xiao'an stood on the steps of the door of the department store with a blank face, and he was about to cry stupidly in his heart, almost pulling his hair and screaming twice.

She is the school flower of Peida! She is a young and invincible beautiful girl who is chased by a talent scout on the street to sign a contract! How could she become such a yellow-skinned, dull and ugly look?!

Zhou Xiaoan is simply trying to find a way to "die back" again!

With such a face, she felt that her life was as dull as the skin on her face......

If Zhou's mother is here, she will definitely explain to Zhou's father, who is anxious around her daughter, that the seventeen-year-old child is still in a period of psychological and emotional instability, and it is also the most sensitive to self-perception, and he often has an incomprehensible concern for external reactions and his own image, etc., etc., etc.

In short, just don't talk to her for now, otherwise the more you pay attention, the more exciting it will be.

Sure enough, not long after the child who was coaxed by no one to cry, Zhou Xiaoan roared enough in his heart, ran back with another gust of wind, patted five cents on the counter, picked up the mirror and a small comb and left.

"Hillbilly! Will you buy something? Pay the money after the ticket is issued! The salesperson's eyes were almost rolling to the sky, but Zhou Xiaoan was in no mood to take care of her, so he ran out of the mall with a small mirror, found a corner and began to take a closer look.

No matter how ugly or black it is, you can't return it, so let's find a way to see how to remedy it!

Looking left and right, it's still my original facial features, haven't changed at all, the bottom plate is still there, it's okay.

It's a pity that being dark and thin is simply an African refugee version of himself......

Zhou Xiaoan sighed, what good looks can be in severe malnutrition? Take your time!

Pick up the small mirror and look at it while doing psychological construction for yourself, there are no ugly women, only lazy women, Zhou Xiaoan is only nineteen years old, and he will definitely be good-looking.

It has to look good! Zhou Xiaoan looked in the mirror and almost cried because of his own ugliness......

Comb the bangs with a small comb and cover some of the bandages on the head, and feel that the braids should also be re-tied, and this bandage and hairstyle can also add points......

That's where the beauty begins......

Zhou Anan has been loved so much by outsiders since she was a child, and there is a reason that must be admitted, that is, she is so cute.

When I was a child, the brothers and sisters in the little cousin's martial arts class were attracted by this beautiful doll first, and then they recognized her as a little sister.

When she grew up, she was found by talent scouts in Shenzhen, Shanghai, Hong Kong's Central, and Taipei's East District.

"It is most suitable to play the pure and beautiful little girl of first love in the youth campus movie!" College friends always feel sorry for her.

That kind of youth with clean, simple beauty, not only a beautiful appearance, but also an indescribable temperament, people at a glance feel clear and clear, like a white gardenia, standing quietly on the branches in the drizzle, trembling slightly hanging water droplets, seeing her want to breathe lightly, just want to cherish it.

But after becoming black, yellow, and thin, it is a dry flower!

Zhou Xiaoan began to complain again.

Grow meat, hydrate, whiten, nourish hair, and make a new set of clothes quickly! Zhou Xiaoan began to plan his image in the same way.

An hour later, in the same bath yesterday, Zhou Xiaoan hid in the toilet, with a thick layer of mask made of milk, eggs, flour, honey, olive oil, lemon juice and other no less than ten things on his face, and he had to deal with the people who kept knocking on the door outside in a panic:

"Wait, that, I'm sorry, I, I'm having diarrhea, I'll have to wait another five minutes......"