"Did you see Zhang Fenghua's attitude towards Wu Lanhong just now? Is this incident related to Ning Yue's child? ”

Whispers were heard.

Wu Meixin was almost buried alive, no one knew who did it, but Wu Lanshu didn't even report it to the police.

Thinking about it, this is really what Ning Yue's thorn can do.

"It's not good to say, those two people say everything to the outside world, and it's not easy for us to guess casually."

Wu Lanhong, who was standing not far away, shook her body, and her face was ugly.

Could it really be Ning Yue?

"Same, comrade, I, I'm a waste collector, this is me, my ID card."

In the evening, at the gate of the military compound, he stuttered and pushed a dilapidated tricycle, and his ID card was handed to the guard at the door.

"Waste collectors can't go into the yard, you can be at the door."

After checking the ID card, the guard gave an order.

"Same, comrade, I'm here, the people inside, who, who can know? It's all a little old, a common people, eating together, can you let me in?

I promise, promise, just take a circle, and come out!

You, if you don't, don't worry, my ID card will be pressed, pressed on you! ”

He stammered and pleaded.

The guard looked at him, first his tricycle, then his body, to make sure there were no dangerous items, and then nodded.

Although the military region's compound is strictly inspected, it is not impossible to enter it after there are normal reasons and registration.

"Collect, collect the rags!"

Stammering as he walked, shouting and shouting.

It's dinner time, and every house is filled with smoke.

Hearing that the rags were collected into the yard, someone really packed up the things they didn't want and sent them out.

Those who stuttered did not refuse, and all of them were put into the scrapped tricycles.

"Big, big sister, let's do this, this yard is really good."

Laughing and chatting with the women who sell scrap products.

"Of course, we're all military here."

"Yes, yes, it should be good. Big, eldest sister, I was picking up outside just now, and I picked up a book with the name Ning Yue written on it, he, is he from our yard? ”

As he spoke, he stammered and took out a book from the cloth bag hanging in front of the tricycle and handed it to the woman.

When I opened the book cover, Ning Yue's name was indeed written on it.

The woman didn't think much about it at all, "It's Ning Yue's book, his family lives in the alley to the west, and the oldest adobe house is his house." ”

A gleam flashed under his eyes, and his smile became brighter and brighter.

"Yes, just right, I'm going over there too, Xie, thank you, big sister."

He stammered and shouted twice, and soon arrived at the door of Ning Yue's house, looking at the open courtyard door, his eyes were extremely sinister.

Just as he was about to go in, there was a sudden inquiry behind him.

"Who are you?"

The expression on his face changed instantly, and he turned his head to show a hearty smile to the person behind him.

When he saw that face clearly, the smile froze for a moment.

It turned out to be him?

Eyes twinkle.

Could it be that he is the son of Aquila?!

Interesting!

It's so much fun!

That kid in the woods......

Ning Yue looked at her expressionless face and stammered.

As soon as she entered the alley, she saw him standing at the door of his house, looking sneaky.

"I, I'm a waste collector, little brother, do you have one at home?"

He asked with a stammering smile.

"Nope."

Ning Yue replied quite simply.

He didn't bother with his stammering, and pushed the tricycle straight down the alley.

"Collect the rags!"

Ning Yue looked at the stammering thin body, and it took three seconds before entering the courtyard.

The moment she entered, the stammering suddenly turned around.

The smile on his face was gone, and those cruel eyes were like poisonous snakes!

Like the little military sister-in-law, the flirtatious husband is busy, please collect: () The little military sister-in-law, the flirtatious husband is busy playing the fastest update speed.