The boxing ring is not a relief house, and Lin Qingying is naturally not a good person.

Chen Mo did not persuade Shen to dispel his thoughts, and the unwillingness in the other party's eyes was something he had never seen before. Compared with the usual virtue of eating and waiting for death, borrowing money to gamble, the current Shen Dali is undoubtedly more like living.

In the evening, Shen Dali was halfway through work, so he changed his clothes and left. Chen Mo waited until he was about to get off work before he was sent back by a van, lying on the back seat of the carriage, his eyes closed and his face pale. From the driver's mouth, Chen Mo learned that Shen Dali was hit in the neck by a kick just a few seconds after he came to power, and he fainted on the spot, causing the boss to lose a lot of money.

Shen Dali did not lack arms or legs, and he was not beaten into a concussion, which is obviously a blessing in misfortune. After waking up, he seemed to be still dizzy, shook his head vigorously, and then found that Chen Mo was guarding his side, staring at him.

"Will the boss lady fire me?" Shen Dali touched his bruised neck and asked Chen Mo with a wry smile.

"No, it won't." Chen Mo replied without thinking.

Lin Qingying really didn't show any abnormality, and when she saw Shen Dali the next day, she smiled and asked him if it didn't matter, and her tone was gentle, as if she should have paid out of her own pocket to send this security captain to the boxing ring to toss.

Before leaving, she glanced at Chen Mo who was standing next to her, which was meaningful.

For Shen Dali, this blow is undoubtedly huge, he began to realize that his little body capital is worthless, and Chen Mo can become a winner in the ring without any luck in it, but relying on real strength. After calming down, Shen Dali gradually discovered that this kind of strength could actually be seen - in terms of physical exercise, Chen Mo's almost crazy energy had never weakened at all, and even Wang Yinghui noticed something unusual, saying that this child didn't know how to be tired all day long.

There is an old saying in the army that sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in wartime. There was naturally only one reason why Chen Mo was so desperate, but Shen Dali didn't understand why he never boxed with Lin Qingying, as if he had no interest in making money.

Wang Yinghui saw the bruise on her husband's neck and questioned for a long time, Shen Dali insisted that it was a fight, and asked Chen Mo to help testify.

"Several guests beat them, they all drank too much, and we couldn't pull the boss's stick." Chen Mo copied word for word according to what he taught.

Wang Yinghui listened to the willow eyebrows, and immediately went to the kitchen to touch the kitchen knife, and wanted to chop Shen Dali into dumpling filling. Shen Dali was so frightened that he immediately gave in and begged for mercy, but he didn't know where his feet were exposed.

"As soon as I heard it, it was a draft you typed, and the guests who went to your place to play were not gangsters, so they had nothing to do with a stick!" Wang Yinghui sneered, "Besides, if you are really beaten, can you not have my brother's temper?" Is he the one who pulls the rack? ”

Shen Dali thought about it for a long time, so he had to admit it and tell the matter. Wang Yinghui went up and slapped him twice, gritted her teeth and burst into tears, "Brother, you show him to me in the future, don't make money until people die." ”

"Oh." Chen Mo had never seen her like this, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

As Chen Mo spent more and more time in this family, Wang Yinghui began to call him "younger brother" one by one, knowing that he liked to eat pasta, and on his days off, he either made dumplings or rolled noodles by hand, turning over tricks. Once Chen Mo came early at noon and overheard the couple talking in the kitchen. Shen Dali probably just made love to his wife, and lamented that the food was so good during this time, he had eaten all the fat, and he couldn't show it in bed. Wang Yinghui scolded him for not being serious, and said If it weren't for the fact that it wasn't easy to see your brother, do you think I would cook so many dishes to feed you? I'm running out of money, so I'll have to go back to my parents' house tomorrow......

At dinner that day, Chen Mo took the money and stuffed it directly to Wang Yinghui, but he was almost kicked out of the door by the couple. Wang Yinghui's father loved to study physiognomy and regarded the saying "the right eyes are the right heart" as the truth. In Wang Yinghui's opinion, in addition to her husband's comrades-in-arms, Chen Mo is the first person she has seen with clean eyes over the years.

Long before Chen Mo came, Shen Dali had mentioned that the little brother he wanted to partner with was the freak who knocked him down with one punch. Wang Yinghui knew what her husband's fight was like, and she couldn't help but be a little curious, and she was even more surprised when she saw Chen Mo himself for the first time.

She never expected that one day she would witness with her own eyes another side of this wooden boy.

Shen Dali has restrained a lot since the East Window incident. Every time Chen Mo went over to eat at noon, he could hear the rumbling movement of Hong Kong and Taiwan films from afar. At this moment, he ran from the clubhouse to the urban village as usual, and before his feet stepped into the courtyard, he suddenly heard another sound.

"Call Lao Tzu, I'll carry something!" A fat man with high swollen eyes was standing in the middle of the courtyard, yelling loudly.

Shen Dali fell at the door of his house, bleeding all over his face, with countless shoe prints on his body, and he couldn't even get up. Wang Yinghui held a pair of scissors in her hand, and her hair was guarded in front of her husband, looking at seven or eight strong men who were the guys, her eyes were desperate.

This fat man is the deputy director of Wang Yinghui's unit, nicknamed "Dongmen Qing", who has been messing with flowers and grass everywhere all day long, and has been worse than many female workers. He has coveted Wang Yinghui for a long time, always thinking that he can get this tall and white young woman to bed, and the conditions for salary increase and promotion have been opened, but he can't get it anyway.

Today, Dongmen Qing drove the car to chase the factory door, and honked the horn desperately at Wang Yinghui, saying that he wanted to send her. Wang Yinghui just didn't hear it, and didn't raise her head, but he turned the steering wheel diagonally over the car, blocking the way.

Shen Dali rode a little donkey to pick up his wife from work, and just saw Dongmen Qing pulling and pulling, and suddenly rushed over with a roar and punched him, and he found a brick again, smashing Pashat into the pits and shattering the glass everywhere. The fat man knelt on the ground and begged for mercy at that time, and even called out "grandpa", but now he brought someone to the door to dismantle Shen Dali's bones.

"If you smash my car, you don't want to lose money? At least 20,000 or 30,000! If you take it out now, I'll leave right now, and I don't want you for medical expenses! Dongmen Qing smiled and tilted his head at a few helpers, "If you can't take it, don't blame Lao Tzu!" ”

"It's my husband's fault, don't hit anyone!" Wang Yinghui's voice was hoarse, and she didn't take a step back.

"What can you do with such a thing? It's better to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau early to get the green book, and follow me to enjoy the blessings! Dongmen Qing saw Wang Yinghui protecting her husband, and looked quite unhappy, "Don't stop, continue to fight if you don't have money, I have a reason to sue wherever I go!" ”

"Director Liu, I know you look up to me. But I have a husband, whether he has money or not, I won't be with a second person in this life. You just raise your noble hand and let us couple live! Wang Yinghui looked at her husband, her face full of tears.

"I'm surprised, a stinky soldier, is it worth your death?" Dongmen Qing's eyes narrowed.

Wang Yinghui smiled miserably, raised the scissors to her face, "He is not a stinky soldier, he is my life." Director Liu, we will definitely pay for the car, if you feel unwilling to stop like this, I will show you this face......"

She was about to make a move, but she saw Chen Mo striding in from the gate of the courtyard, passing straight through those strong men, and when she arrived in front of her, she showed a warm smile that she had never seen before.

"Sister-in-law, you want to spend our faces." When Chen Mo took down the scissors in Wang Yinghui's hand, he only said this.