Feng Qian's residence is not too far away.

If you ride a bicycle, it's about ten minutes.

Huang Yuan rode the car, and before he reached the place, he heard a woman scolding the street with a loud voice, and there seemed to be a faint strange smell in the air.

"Vixen...... Words like "cheap goods......" drilled into Huang Yuan's ears one after another.

Huang Yuan's heart was raised again.

The small mottled wooden door was tightly closed, and there were many people outside.

In the open space in front of the door, an obese woman in her forties squatted and rolled in the mud on the ground, patting her thighs and howling, and the corners of her mouth were whitened by spitting stars.

"Shameless slut, seducing my man, harming the vixen...... God doesn't have long eyes......"

Huang Yuan recognized that it was the bald principal's mother-in-law who did not give birth to cubs, and this mother-in-law was as fierce as a tigress in the past, scattering and splashing, and there was no distinction between humans and animals.

Onlookers look at each other with sympathy, and people are accustomed to giving sympathy to the weak, although they can't tell who is really weak.

Looking at the closed wooden door, Huang Yuan's heart was dripping blood, he could imagine how helpless the girl in the door would be at the moment!

People's sympathy, once given in the wrong place, is often more hurtful than the most direct harm.

Huang Yuan propped up his bicycle and looked at the crowd of people who kept pointing and pointing, his mind was a little blank, he really wanted to tell these people that things were not what they thought!

But when the words came to his mouth, they only turned into a mosquito-like snort: "Let one go...... Let's let ......"

No one paid any attention to him.

Huang Yuan's face turned red, and he mustered a lot of strength to barely raise his voice a little: "Folks, let it ...... Let me go over, I'm a teacher in school......"

The word teacher, more or less, can still gain some respect from others, at least it has played a role, and finally someone took a straight look at him twice, and his body left a slight slit for Huang Yuan in the crowd.

The fat woman who sprinkled on the ground saw Huang Yuan and dragged Huang Yuan's legs: "Teacher Huang...... Can you help me with the judges......"

Huang Yuan struggled to shake it off, but he was tripped up, so Huang Yuan's face turned even redder, and he only showed an extremely unnatural smile.

So he went and pushed the door, and pushed it hard, but it didn't open it, and the inside was bolted.

"Feng Qian, it's me, I'm Huang Yuan, you open the door, it's okay...... I'm ......."

Huang Yuan was as wooden as ever, his mouth was hesitant, he really couldn't think of what to say.

No one answered, and no one opened the door for him.

This made Huang Yuan, who was already thin-skinned, even more uncomfortable in front of everyone.

So as Huang Yuan spoke, he looked in through the crack in the door, but he didn't see anything, but the glasses on the bridge of his nose were squeezed out by the door.

"Sassy hoof, you have the ability to seduce men, why don't you have the face to come out to meet people......"

The fat woman scolded even harder.

At this time, someone finally noticed the faint strange smell and said, "Why does it smell like pesticides......"

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The female teacher who seduced the bald principal to break her shoes died, and she committed suicide by drinking pesticides!

This made many women and old women in the nearby villages chew the root of their tongues enough, and when they finished chewing the root of their tongues, they did not forget to scold viciously, they deserved it! Anyone who commits a shitty deserves to die!

These two days are Sundays.

Yuan Yu is already a little used to having a stammering mouth at home, although his mouth is stammering, he is still greedy!

Catch fish, dig birds' nests, and run all over the village......

The sugarcane in the field is not yet ripe, and Zhou Xiangren, who is dressed in a long shirt, drags the sugarcane seedlings and runs faster than a dog!

Yuan Yu really wanted to say that that piece of sugarcane land belonged to Hu Fei's family!

Hu Fei stood aside, staring at the sugarcane thief who stole his own sugarcane and ran wildly with a look of admiration, no, it's Brother Xiangren at this time!

Obviously there is a difference of two generations, and Zhou Xiangren, who was dressed in a long shirt, stammered with his neck and asked Yuan Yu and Hu Fei to call him, brother!

Brother Xiangren! This is what Yuan Yu and Hu Fei called Zhou Xiangren! These three words, Hu Fei has now shouted very smoothly!

At this time, Hu Fei no longer asked Yuan Yu what Zhou Xiangren's way was! Having said that, Yuan Yu didn't know at all.

Because, in Hu Fei's mind, Zhou Xiangren has evolved from the original "two fools" to the current like-minded "New Year's friends"!

Looking at what Zhou Xiangren has done in the past few days, none of them are not against Hu Fei's appetite!

"Brother Xiangren, it's enjoyable! What are we going to do in the afternoon? ”

When Hu Fei asked some questions, his eyes were shining.

Zhou Xiangren chewed for a while in his mouth, spit out a piece of bagasse, glanced at Hu Fei, and waved the sugarcane in his hand: "Listen...... Haven't you heard of it...... Charcoal Roasted Lotus ...... Ruffled chicken? ”

Hu Fei had stars in his eyes, swallowed saliva, shook his head like a rattle, and replied decisively: "No!" No, no, no! What, is this thing delicious? ”

"Good...... Good...... Delicious! Too...... It's so delicious! ”

"Then you can do it for the two of us!" Hu Fei wiped the corners of his mouth.

Zhou Xiangren pinched his chin, thought for a long time, patted Hu Fei's thin shoulder, and said meaningfully: "No...... No chickens! Brother ...... I always want to eat...... No, old ...... I've always wanted to cook it for the two of you! ”

Hu Fei scratched his ears and lowered his head, as if hesitating.

Yuan Yu, who was holding his cheeks and watching the two talking, suddenly felt a little bad in his heart.

Sure enough, when Hu Fei raised his head, he scratched his unkempt hair and muttered to himself: "The old hen of Tiedan'er's family is fat......

When Hu Fei said this, Zhou Xiangren's eyebrows jumped clearly, and he stuffed half of the sugarcane in his hand into Hu Fei's arms, as if he was extremely satisfied with his empathetic little brother, and held Hu Fei's hand affectionately: "Hey...... Ah...... Then there is...... There's Brother Lao Xian, brother...... Brother just likes you...... That's what you do! Brother went to find firewood to burn...... Charcoal-burning! ”

Watching Hu Fei leave with his hands in high spirits, Zhou Xiangren did not forget to wave his hand: "Brother Xian, brother...... Brother is waiting for you to return triumphantly...... Come back......"

Only Yuan Yu was left on the side and couldn't say a word.

Many years later, Yuan Yu almost can't remember the taste of that charcoal-grilled lotus leaf chicken.

He just remembered very well the appearance of the Iron Egg Niang dying like a man crying all over the village looking for her old hen.

That night, after the matter was revealed, Hu Fei was hung by his mother on the branch of the locust tree and took the belt left by his father until the middle of the moon, and Hu Fei's screams could be heard by half the village.

And Zhou Xiangren, who is the culprit, has already snored in bed, adhering to the principle of heroes to be righteous, Hu Fei bit to death and did not let go......

However, just a few days after Hu Fei was beaten, Zhou Xiangren suddenly disappeared......