Chapter 139: The Price of Blood

Xia Yu's face was a little embarrassed, his brows furrowed, and he suddenly had an idea.

He bent down and said to the old lady affectionately, "Grandma! I am also somewhat similar to Nanxuan. This is called husband and wife. โ€

"Uh-huh! Yes, yes, yes! Pening and Yuefeng are also similar, and they are also husband and wife! โ€

Although the old lady was sane, she was still coaxing. Xia Yu's words were immediately approved by the old lady, and also skillfully solved the doubts in the old lady's heart. But the next meal, despite the delicious food, was as delicate as the first meal at An's house.

In the meantime, except for the happy old lady who asked questions and asked questions, An Nanxuan responded falsely, and the rest of the people were silent, especially An Peiyu didn't dare to look at Xia Yu anymore, and quietly wiped her tears.

Back at An's house, Xia Yu learned from An Nanxuan's mouth: An Peiyu is An Peining's only sister, and her husband died early. She never remarried, so she lived with her mother.

Xia Yu's heart was more or less sympathetic to An Peiyu. Curious, he kept looking in the mirror, as if he suddenly didn't know himself.

Touch the bridge of your nose, touch the corners of your mouth, and then look down at yourself in glasses. Repeat a few actions, and never get tired of it.

An Nanxuan stood in front of the window with his arms crossed and worried.

In the dark night, a wall lamp lights up the garden.

The faintly visible green buds trembled slightly in the cold wind. It's like his heart throbbing at the moment.

I don't know why. When he came back from the Xiangyuan community, he felt pressured. But I can't tell why.

The woman who was tired of seeing herself in the mirror turned her head mischievously, "Nanxuan! I can't really be your second aunt's daughter Xiaoxiang, right? โ€

An Nanxuan's heart, which had been silent for too long, finally exploded in the air like fireworks. Now he knew why he felt flustered and his heart was beating so hard.

After smiling slightly, he said, "What nonsense? How can there be such a coincidence in the world! โ€

Then his eyebrows furrowed, "For more than ten years, I have been looking for my second aunt's daughter. But unfortunately, there is not a single word at all. When he was lost at the age of four or five, he thought that it would be more than lucky. โ€

The question just now was just a naughty remark, and Yu An Nanxuan's calm and melancholy Xia Yu quickly returned to normal.

Later, when Xia Yu was recuperating from his injuries at An's family, Li Yuefeng and An Nanlan had an amiable attitude and treated Xia Yu like a family. Especially Annanlan, who will personally make Xia Yu's bed every morning. This moved Xia Yu a lot.

An Peiyu never came once, and when something like that happened, An Nanxuan didn't take Xia Yu to visit them again.

An Nanxuan and An Peining go out early and return late every day. Ten o'clock in the evening is the busiest and happiest time to settle down.

Whenever this time, Xia Yu would help Li's mother in the kitchen to get them supper. And she would eat a bowl of dinner when she had very little.

As the belly grows larger, the pregnancy reaction is gone. But once it was winter; Second, the summer rain deliberately covered it up; Therefore, no one in the An family found out that Xia Yu was pregnant......

Xiuxi District, Yang City, Jiang Province.

It was ten o'clock in the evening. It was dark and oppressive, the drizzle was drifting, the cold wind was swishing, and it was a little colder than in the daytime.

In the residential area next to the bus station in the city, there is a farmer's single building next to Shili Xiuyuan.

Surrounded by old trees, the branches press small buildings. The high-rise building in front of it was screened again, and the small building became more and more dilapidated.

The second floor was pitch black, but the three windows on the first floor were brightly lit.

The door of the main room was closed, and the room on the right faintly revealed the loving murmur of men and women.

In front of the lonely building, two men dressed in black and cold walked quietly. The door was pried open without the slightest hint of it.

The sound of love has not stopped, it seems to be still wantonly, and the empty hall echoes this forgetful rhythm.

When the door of the inner chamber was also gently pried open, a cold wind suddenly blew in, and the two men swept through the room. The breath of spring flowers and autumn moon in the room quietly faded, and the men and women who were indulging in joy were stunned, maintaining the posture of the previous second full of spring.

On the dirty big bed, the quilts are stacked on top of each other. The naked woman was in her twenties, lying on her back, her snow-white legs raised. The man lying naked on top of the woman was in his forties, with a bearded face. His dark, weather-covered face is reminiscent of his long years away, struggling to survive.

The woman with heavy makeup wore a little makeup because of the love of the previous moment. and because someone suddenly came in, the crimson mouth was half open. There were a few shell crumbs left on the glowing lipstick, and the hand that was slightly higher than the body was holding the bag of chacha melon seeds, and there were also milky white chewing crumbs between the teeth.

The man above worked hard, and in addition to making a coping spring cry below, she was also secretly eating melon seeds.

Later, the scar-faced man had a black face, lifted the lock and entered first, and yelled at the man lying on top of the woman, "Get out!" โ€

Although the roar was low, it echoed in the room for a long time, no less than a subwoofer.

With the cold eyes of the man who came in first, the black mask he was wearing, and the tone of the man with a scarred face, the man slipped off the woman, and despite the cold, the wolf bรจi escaped from the bedroom with his clothes and pants in his arms.

The woman's big white ass flipped over, pulled the quilt and half-covered her body, and said tremblingly: "Brother Wan! I ......"

"Liu Jinhua stinks*! Not to mention the sale, it will fall into the ground...... "Wan Jin rushed forward in two steps, grabbed the woman's hair, and dragged her to the ground.

A slap was slapped, and the woman slammed into the wall. The melon seeds in the hand are out of hand. There was a bang, black dots splashed and scattered, and then, when the feet and fists fell, the woman's cry for pain and begging for mercy was endless.

The man wearing the mask kept his arms crossed and looked indifferently, his eyes revealing indifference to the world.

Wan Jin was tired, snorted and straightened up, and scolded unwillingly: "Lao Tzu provides you with food, for you to live, and for you to use money." You dare to sell it, eat inside and out, steal into Lao Tzu's house, and hand over that thing......"

After a violent beating, the woman's mouth and eyes were crooked, her face was high and swollen, and she curled up on the ground like a ball of dead meat. He couldn't help but ask vaguely: "Steal, what?" Turn it in, what? โ€

Wan Jin lit a cigarette, admired the woman's lingering appearance, and glanced at the man.

The corners of the man's eyes curved up slightly, as if he was smiling. Then he leisurely took off the long black tweed coat outside.

Wan Jin turned around and left. Listening to the frightened voice of the woman in the room, the corners of his mouth curled a little.

The drizzle was so dense that it soon spread a thin layer of water on his head.

When he heard his brother-in-law Zhang Minkai describe the clothes of the woman who sent the Yelan Shui Huizhen contract to the city bureau today, he concluded in his heart that it was his good friend Liu Jinhua.

The trench coat on the woman's body is new this year. He remembered very well that it was he who took the woman to the China World Mall to buy it. At that time, it also cost more than 1,000 yuan. And only the woman has the key to his house.

As soon as he was released from the detention center, he immediately called the man and drove to Xiuxi in anger.

Those who rebelled against him, and those who opposed him, he demanded that they pay the price of blood. R1152