A crowded night market street in Yanjing.

Brother Zhang and his family ordered a table of supper and waited patiently for their aunt.

The aunt said that she wanted to introduce a girlfriend to the two of them.

Around the corner of the night market, a low-key black sedan is parked.

There were two women sitting in the car.

One is the most notorious female devil in the capital today.

The other is the most notorious and vicious female bandit of the previous generation.

Anyway, neither of them is a good woman.

Before getting out of the car, Lin Qingxi glanced at the woman lightly: "Have you had plastic surgery?" ”

"It's fine-tuning, the eyebrows are semi-permanent, the eyeliner is tattooed, the lips are bleached, and the rest is not moving." The female prisoner pouted. "I was famous for a flower in the capital, and I used plastic surgery?"

Lin Qingxi didn't argue, pushed the door and got out of the car.

was still far away, Zhang Ruoyu got up to greet him, but after seeing his aunt's best friend, his expression was slightly stunned.

"Brother Zhang, what's wrong?" Xue Bao, who was standing on the side, said with concern.

"Nothing." Zhang Ruoyu shook his head lightly, but his eyes looked at the woman over and over again without a trace.

He felt that this woman was very familiar, and at a glance, it was very intimate.

"Boy, do you have a cigarette?"

My aunt's best friend paced over and asked with a very uninhibited temperament.

Zhang Ruoyu's thoughts were a little confused.

I wanted to ask, but I didn't dare.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to his aunt's best friend.

"Dignified Zhang Xiangbei, just smoke this?" My aunt's best friend skillfully popped out a cigarette, stuffed it into her mouth, tilted her head and lit it, and threw the cigarette case to Zhang Ruoyu.

This time, without waiting for Brother Zhang to speak, Xue Bao muttered in a low voice: "Auntie, Brother Zhang's identity is top secret, how can you tell an outsider about this?" ”

When Lin Qingxi heard this, the corners of his lips curled slightly: "Auntie said that she missed her mouth, my problem." ”

When my aunt's best friend heard this, she glanced at Xue Bao: "What kind of outsider?" I have known Lin Qingxi for more than 30 years, and I gave her the dresses and earrings she wore when she was a child. ”

Xue Bao was a little resistant to this woman who was not very polite to Brother Zhang.

And it seems that this woman is only thirty or forty years old at most, why has she known her aunt for thirty years and gives gifts?

I know it with my feet, this is another wealthy and coquettish girl, she has no fart skills, and her temper is bigger than anyone else.

"Sit down and talk." Zhang Ruoyu pulled La Xuebao, his thoughts confused.

Yu Guang also glanced at his aunt, trying to see the signal in his aunt's eyes.

But from beginning to end, my aunt didn't look at him, and she didn't squint.

The four of them sat at a roadside stall for supper, and Zhang Ruoyu, as the only male, first took a cup, and then asked tentatively: "Have we met before?" I think you look familiar..."

Lin Qingxi's heart trembled, but he didn't squeak.

Although I haven't seen her for nearly 20 years, this woman has also made some minor adjustments, and her overall temperament and physiognomy have undergone earth-shaking changes.

But in the end, blood is thicker than water, and Zhang Ruoyu can't treat him as a stranger.

The female prisoner glanced at Zhang Ruoyu in a weird way, and said lightly: "You are so old-fashioned, how many years ago did this talk method?" ”

When Xue Bao heard this, he stopped doing it on the spot, squinted his eyes and said: "This aunt, you pee and take a photo, just like you, my brother Zhang can look at you blindly." ”

Although Xue Bao didn't know why Brother Zhang suddenly changed.

But what can Brother Zhang do wrong?

Brother Zhang asked, what's wrong?

Can't you answer honestly? Do you have to put aside this burden and show off your humorous bacteria?

"Yo." The female prisoner glanced at Xue Bao in a weird way. "You cherry mouth, it really stinks, you haven't brushed your teeth in a few days?"

Han Jiangxue's face turned cold, and she said lightly: "If it weren't for the face of my aunt, with a woman like you, I would have to sink seven or eight a day in Binhai." ”

"You're so good." The female prisoners spit out smoke at Xuebao and played with the taste. "It's really a female devil who kills people without blinking."

Xue Bao almost jumped to his feet.

Damn, this woman has such a cheap mouth!

Xue Bao wanted to drag Brother Zhang to attack her, but found that Brother Zhang still hadn't come back to his senses, and couldn't help but wonder: "Brother Zhang, do you know her?" ”

Zhang Ruoyu was a little blind, and looked at the woman a few more times.

This woman is somewhat similar to the old mother he remembers.

It's like a stinky rascal, it's even more like...

"He knows a hammer." The female prisoner drank a glass of beer and pouted. "Who am I? Miss of a wealthy family in the capital, who the is your husband? An old gambler who is a good teacher, owes a lot of debts and is hacked to death by the creditor. We are fundamentally people of two worlds, how can he know me? What about funny? ”

Han Jiangxue was angry on the spot, and glared at her aunt and best friend viciously: "You dare to speak disrespectfully to my mother-in-law again, believe it or not, I will whip you?" ”

"Will you smoke one?" The female prisoner's expression was hideous, and she provoked Han Jiangxue.

"Brother Zhang, she provoked me." Han Jiangxue gritted her teeth and rolled up her sleeves. "If I don't tear her mouth today, I'm sorry for my mother-in-law who knows everything!"

The female prisoner's face was cold, and she was not afraid at all.

Xue Bao was anxious.

was about to get up, but was stopped by Brother Zhang.

"You can't hit her." Zhang Ruoyu shook his head, and in his dark eyes, there were turbulent waves.

"Why?" Han Jiangxue's willow eyebrows were upside down.

"Hit her, and she'll be struck by lightning." Zhang Ruoyu stared at the female prisoner, but there were not too many emotional fluctuations on her face.

His thin lips were slightly open, and his voice was tight: "Aren't you dead?" ”