Chapter 4 Teaching people to fight

Minglang lives in an urban village in Guangshi. It is poor and backward, and there is a world of difference from the prosperity and bustle of Guangzhou, which is basically a gathering of outsiders, including migrant workers who keep to themselves, gentlemen who steal petty money, and scam paper that cheats and exchanges counterfeit money at the station. Hiding dirt and dirt, but there is no shortage of white lotus.

When she was young, she had lived here for more than ten years, and she could no longer find the cabin where she lived back then, so she had to rent another single room, which was about fifteen square meters, with a bathroom, no kitchen, and the living room was a room, and the room was also a living room.

Today, she is no longer the same person she was more than a decade ago. However, she still chooses to live here, which was once her happy paradise and her haunting home.

It's just that now here, there is no one who loves her like a pearl.

Next door came the cries of a woman, and the man's violent scolding. After that, a snarky soprano counted in a chanting tone, something that happens almost every day. Several shows are staged every day, and each show lasts at least half an hour.

If it was the old days, Minglang would probably have watched a good show.

However, today she was in a bad mood.

She jumped out of bed, pulled open the door, and kicked open the crumbling wooden door next door.

The vicious husband was startled, he had seen Ming Lang a few times, and he had tried to get drunk and tease Ming Lang, but Ming Lang was neither angry nor ignorant of him, just a cold face, very boring.

Minglang didn't look at him, walked straight over, squatted down and looked at the woman with a blue nose and swollen face, and said, "You have two paths to choose, first, continue to be beaten until you are killed by him." Second, jumping from the window, it's a hundred! ”

The woman looked at Minglang with red and swollen eyes in a daze, she reached out and wiped the blood at the corner of her mouth, her blank eyes were full of sorrow, she didn't speak, the old woman who was pulling the child on the side rushed up, stretched out her hand and grabbed Minglang's collar, and said viciously: "Where did you come from?" What does our family concern you? What a dog with a mouse is nosy! ”

Minglang turned his head and stared at his mother-in-law fiercely, and the mother-in-law was frightened by the fierceness in her eyes, but in the end, who has been in the shrew world for most of his life, where was he so easily intimidated by Minglang? She straightened her chest and shouted angrily at the man, "Are you standing to death? Why don't you pull away this crazy woman? ”

When the man heard his mother's shout, he immediately rushed up and was about to pull Minglang away, Minglang kicked him in the abdomen, and the man fell to the ground on the spot, looking at Minglang with some shock.

Minglang turned to the woman on the ground and said, "There is a third way, if you don't want to live like this again, stand up and beat this stinky man to death!" ”

The woman blinked, she had stopped crying, and she saw that her husband, who had been fierce just a moment ago, was now lying on the ground like a dead dog.

When the mother-in-law saw that her son was beaten, she rushed up like crazy, attacked Minglang with her biochemical weapon saliva and her eagle grasping skills, and roared angrily while beating: "Eighth woman, you beat my son? See if I don't kill you stinky three-eight! ”

Minglang pinched the woman's neck with one hand, and said fiercely: "You move me again?" Her hands were so strong that the woman's eyes rolled and her throat rattled, and the look of ferocity on her face was subdued, replaced by a look of horror.

She let go of her mother-in-law and said to the woman: "Don't think that if you keep enduring it, you will be able to endure all the hardships, if you accept your fate, this life will be like this!" With that, he turned around and left.

The wooden door was quickly slammed shut, and a frenzied noise could be heard from inside. Minglang regretted a little, she shouldn't have been strong, this would only make the woman suffer worse.

She went back to her room, stood at the window of the bathroom and looked over, and sure enough, the husband and the mother-in-law went up together and beat the woman, and the woman was kicked to the ground, and the mother-in-law stepped on her back a few times, and said foul language, three words without leaving the ancestors and organs, so vulgar that people could not bear to hear it.

Minglang shook his head, some people are destined to be buns all their lives.

She was about to withdraw her gaze, but she saw the woman standing up silently, she was leaning on a simple table, and then, with her hands, touched the stool next to her, and suddenly, she cried out, "You go to die!" He lifted the stool, rushed at the man like crazy, and smashed it on the man's head.

The man snorted, and as soon as his body went limp, he fell to the ground.

The mother-in-law looked at the woman in disbelief, she stretched out her hand and pointed at the woman, grinning a trace of hideousness and horror, "You dare to fight back when you have lost money?" ”

The woman raised a chair again and glared at the mother-in-law, who was startled, took a few steps back, and pointed at the woman: "You...... You are crazy? Do you believe that I let my son divorce you? You ....."

A light smile appeared on the corner of Minglang's mouth, and he withdrew his gaze and walked out of the bathroom to lie on the bed.

There was still a noise next door, but the woman's cry was no longer heard.

Minglang saw the woman on the second day, she took her daughter to the kindergarten, and there were bruises on her face, but the previous sad look had been swept away, she saw Minglang, smiled shyly, and said softly: "Thank you yesterday!" ”

Minglang smiled and nodded.

Back at the company, Secretary Liang handed her a letter of dismissal and said lightly: "You go to the personnel department to go through the formalities, and the company will give you three months of compensation!" ”

It was already expected, and she came back, just to get something back.

Aifei leaned over and asked, "Minglang, did you do something wrong when you went out with the chairman yesterday?" ”

"Yes, I've done a lot of things wrong, even if she doesn't fire me, I'll take the blame and resign!" The most wrong thing she did was to come into this company, she thought ...... Anyway, there's nothing to be nostalgic for her.

Ai Concubine said disappointedly: "That's the case, then what are your plans?" ”

Minglang packed up his things, looked up and smiled, "Of course it's a rest, three months' salary for nothing, of course I'll have to sleep for three months!" ”

"Hey, you can see it!"

"Do you cry and spill?" Minglang smiled and said, "If the east doesn't fight the west, are the part-time workers still worried about this problem?" ”

"It's just that it's rare to see a company with good treatment like Qinhuang Group!"

"Not necessarily, I heard that the Coast Group is good!" Bright shrugs!

Secretary Liang on the side frowned when he heard her say this, turned around and entered the chairman's office.

Zhang Zijing condensed a face, "She really said that?" ”

Secretary Liang replied: "That's what she said! ”

"Hmph, the coast won't want her, if you let me out, just say that this person was kicked out by Qin Huang, I Qin Huang don't need her, see who dares to use her!" Zhang Zijing said coldly.

"Chairman, this, she has no way to survive in this industry!" Secretary Liang was a little unbearable.

"That's also to blame herself, she brought it on herself, if it weren't for her, Zhenzhen's condition wouldn't have suddenly worsened!" Zhang Zijing's voice was thin and angry.

"It's really okay, right?" Secretary Liang was stunned.

"It's under control, but I'm in a bad mood these days," Zhang Zijing glanced up at Secretary Liang, "You can talk to her, you have time to see her more!" ”

"Okay, I'll be with her this weekend!" Secretary Liang said with pity.