After Zhang Mian was awakened, he was in a trance for a while, not knowing where he was: whether he was in Zhangjiacun or Gaojiacun Middle School. The sunlight shone through the cheap curtains and fell on Zhang Xuan's face, and the surroundings were unfamiliar, and he realized that he was in the rented room in Fengcheng.

After a scream of "ah", there were constant sounds of quarrels and insults outside. didn't care about putting on his shirt, Zhang Mian pushed the door to see what was going on.

After opening the door, Zhang Mian suddenly found that his inferior nature as a rural person who loved to watch the excitement was exposed.

Except for Zhang Mian who came out of the house, none of the eight tenants in the entire room showed their heads, and it would not be so coincidental that Zhang Mian was at home alone, and there were people listening to music in the next room.

The landlord sat on a wooden chair as a glass teacup rolled to the side, tea spilling.

Sitting on the boss was a woman in pink short sleeves, with a black bra strap that looked particularly obvious and discordant from behind.

They scuffled in their chairs, the door of the landlord's house was open, and their seven-year-old son was watching TV as if nothing had happened outside the door.

The landlord's son can't be deaf.

Zhang Mian is an enthusiastic teenager who was about to walk up to pull the rack, when the woman noticed the footsteps and turned around, she saw that her face was red, and her apricot eyes looked at Zhang Mian who wanted to come over.

This woman is none other than the proprietress of the boss, the style of these two fights is the first time I have seen it, and the woman rides the man's leg and fights face to face.

In Zhangjia Village, Zhang Mian did not see the fight between husband and wife.

When he was a child, Yue Jianwu, who opened a shop in the east of the village, every time the woman he bought from Henan was about to run, it was when he beat his daughter-in-law, mostly on the dirt road in front of his house.

Jianwu first grabbed her wife's hand, stretched out his right leg, pulled his left hand forward, his chubby wife fell to the ground in response, Jianwu rode quickly to his wife's back with an arrow step, an impenetrable old fist, fist into the flesh, the whole action flowed, and his wife cried wolf howl, and there was no chance to fight back.

The crowd of onlookers was like a member of the observation group learning advanced experience, and they all nodded their heads in admiration, and did not have the slightest intention of going up to pull them.

This is a one-sided fight, more than good-looking, not intense enough, just like Zhang Mian playing "Street Fighter" in the game hall, kO The other party is certainly satisfying, but it is even more thrilling to defeat the other party when it is difficult to distinguish the winner.

One evening in the autumn of the year when Zhang Mian was eight years old, in the field where the rice had been harvested, the couple surnamed Chen, who was connected to Zhang's rice field, quarreled for some reason.

After the man was scratched a few bloody cuts on his face by the woman's first move, he immediately broke out, picked up his wife and used his leg to part, threw his wife to the ground, and then stepped on his wife's head into the soft ground with several consecutive kicks, and her ears were level with the ground.

After the man stopped moving, the woman put her hands on the ground, pulled out her head buried in the soil, shook it, stabilized her body, and rushed up again to grab her husband with the help of a scream, and then his husband trampled his head on the ground.

After a few cycles, both of them stood and gasped for breath, then turned around without warning, and went home one after the other.

Just when Zhang Mian was embarrassed and didn't know if he should step forward to pull the frame, a senior sister who lived opposite Zhang Mian, who was either a sophomore or a senior in high school, came in from the gate of the courtyard, saw this scene, was slightly stunned, didn't say a word, walked into his house quickly, and immediately closed the door.

Zhang Mian had no choice but to stop, and glanced at you coming and going, you pinched me, and you twisted him. When the landlady is heavy, the landlady will scream "ah", and the two of them will sweat profusely, and it is difficult to separate.

Zhang Mian finally retreated to his room, leaned on the window and looked at it for a while, and saw that the two of them couldn't get injured or make a new idea, so he cleaned up the house, after all, the class will officially start tomorrow.

Zhang Mian and Su Dong lived in that small courtyard for three years, and the landlady rode the male landlord to fight for three years, basically once a month, except for the new tenants, the old tenants turned a blind eye when the landlord fought.

When Su Dong graduated, he once summed up the landlord's fight.

"That's not fighting, that's flirting in public with clothes on."

After Su Dong finished speaking, Zhang Mian thought about it, it was really like that, how could there be a fight that made the landlady flushed.

Zhang Mian asked Su Dong another question: Why did they flirt in public?

Su Dong looked at the adult Zhang Mian like a fool, and he wanted to have a seizure, but finally sighed lightly: "Zhang Mian, your villain book is read in vain, stimulating, stimulating or not." ”

Zhang Mian regarded Su Dong as an idol for a long time after graduating from high school, and it was not without reason.