With two thousand yuan in hand, he walked out of the mahjong hall with a swagger.

Chen Meng couldn't help but be proud. I was such a genius. I could grab a wool and pluck it hard. In a week, if I couldn't pay it back five thousand yuan, I would have worked hard. At that time, I would never end my life with one knife.

I will pay my life to Ba Laizi, and I believe he will not make things difficult for my younger sister again.

I can go back smoothly...

Thinking about it, Chen Meng wanted to laugh.

But as he smiled, a thought suddenly jumped out. What if he didn't go back?

There is no record of this kind of thing, and there is no precedent. The soul can still be worn back when it comes through.

Some thoughts are like weeds in spring, don’t give it a chance to show its head, otherwise it will be uncontrollable to spread madly.

In a moment.

Chen Meng's beautiful mood of rushing the wool disappeared and he became worried about gains and losses.

Sudden.

A figure stumbled out of the school and almost knocked Chen Meng down, "Fuck, you're blind... Why are you? What's wrong with you?"

He saw clearly that it was Widow Xie.

now.

Widow Xie's skirt was torn and there were slap marks on her face.

"Sorry, I didn't do it on purpose." Widow Xie was so scared that her face turned pale and bent down to apologize.

Suddenly.

The cracked skirt drooped from the shoulders, and half of the plump peaks appeared and faintly.

Chen Meng felt a little excited, and the erotic scenes he saw that night were involuntarily revealed in his mind...

Seeing Chen Meng staring at him straight, Widow Xie quickly covered her chest, her face was both ashamed and angry. She was bullied by this bastard in the village and by an old pervert at school. The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and tears fell down.

Chen Meng was already irritated by his messy thoughts. Seeing that Widow Xie seemed to be injured, she started crying on the street again, which made people around him frequently throw strange eyes. She couldn't help but become more anxious and stared at the surroundings fiercely, "Look at me, I haven't seen a woman crying before, so I'll get out of the way."

Widow Xie is a famous beauty in Maoping Township.

When my husband is alive, he is missed by many men.

Now he has become a widow and is even more misunderstood by countless men with bad intentions.

The clothes were broken, the spring light was looming, there were slap marks on the face, and weeping in the street...

A famous second-rate man, a beautiful woman with a long history.

It inevitably makes people think a lot.

Chen Meng roared, scaring the people around him, and also scaring Widow Xie. He quickly wiped his tears and lowered his head to leave.

"stop."

Chen Meng scolded with a stern face, and Widow Xie didn't dare to move, and said tremblingly, "What do you want to do? This is on the street."

Chen Meng took off his clothes and put them on Widow Xie, asking, "What happened?"

Well?

He actually put on my clothes, afraid that I would be exposed?

This is still the bad Chen Meng who has pus flowing from the soles of his feet and sores on his head?

In an instant, Widow Xie felt a little warmth in her heart, but it was soon dispelled by the stench emitted from her clothes. This bastard is so lazy, it doesn't matter if she is poor, at least be cleaner.

But he didn't dare to take off his clothes, for fear that Chen Meng would be angry.

I had to endure my disgust and answered weakly, "Nothing."

"It's nothing, the clothes have become like this, and there are still slap marks on the face."

"It's nothing. It's not something you should worry about. You're still worried about how to make money to support your family. A seven-foot man is idle every day and bullying his neighbors. It's not embarrassing to spread it." Widow Xie plucked up the courage to persuade.

This is on the street, which means that Chen Meng didn't drink today, otherwise she wouldn't dare to persuade her if she was beaten to death.

"There is not so much nonsense, I will answer whatever I ask you. Do you think I will not dare to touch you on the street?" Chen Meng stared at Widow Xie's bulging chest with malicious intentions.

This bastard is completely helpless.

Widow Xie became more and more disgusted and said sarcastically, "What's the use of asking, but you can't help."

"You dare to be stubborn, come with me."

Chen Meng grabbed Widow Xie's weak and boneless wrist and dragged it into the woods on the side of the road.

Widow Xie was frightened, "Let go, you hurt me... I said, Principal Wang Dalong bullied me."

"How did he bully you?"

"He used the excuse of handling the transfer of public to me, and called me to the office, and had he made a mistake in my plan. If I hadn't struggled to death, he would have succeeded." Widow Xie said, tears fell again.

"Idiot, can he decide to transfer to a public official by a small township? Public teachers are formally established and require the approval of the Education Bureau."

Chen Meng couldn't help but curse.

Widow Xie is a private teacher, and there is no formal staffing. She has a salary of about 100 yuan a month. Her benefits are far inferior to those of the current staffing teachers.

But in the 1990s, teachers were a very respected profession.

In addition, there is a chance to become a regular in the future, so many private teachers like Widow Xie are taken advantage of by leaders using the excuse of becoming a regular in the future. Many are half-rejected and willing.

For the unattainable quota.

"What can I do? Chen Dong is dead. I still have a child over one year old to raise. If I don't become a regular, I will rely on a hundred yuan a month, which is not enough to spend."

Widow Xie saw that she was ridiculed by a second-rate man, and her aggrieved arises in her heart, and she burst out in anger and shouts at Chen Meng.

After venting anger.

Seeing Chen Meng looking at her coldly.

Widow Xie reacted and actually lost her temper with a second-rate man. She was not going to the cottage with a lantern and seeking death, but she immediately became scared.

Who knows.

Chen Meng turned around, walked directly across the road, and walked towards the hardware store opposite.

What did he do?

Widow Xie was stunned. After a moment, Chen Meng walked over with a bright kitchen knife. Oh my god, Widow Xie's scalp was numb. She turned around and wanted to run, but found that her legs were so weak that she couldn't move. After that, this bastard must be angry and wanted to kill me...

Just die.

My husband died, and I worked so hard alone. It would be better to go underground to find him. Even if I feel pitiful, there will be only grandparents in the future.

Widow Xie closed her eyes after accepting her fate.

After waiting for a few seconds, she felt a gust of wind blowing around her. She plucked up the courage to open her eyes, but saw Chen Meng passing by and walked into the school angrily with a knife.

"What are you going to do?"

Widow Xie felt an ominous premonition in her heart and hurriedly chased after her.

"Mom, you are the woman I like. I haven't been willing to touch it yet. That old slut dares to attack you. I chop him up today." Chen Meng said angrily.

At school, yelling, the exit becomes dirty.

It quickly attracted countless people's attention.

This is what Chen Meng wants. Swallowing his anger will only encourage the elder's arrogant arrogance.

He will only be afraid if he makes a big deal.

"Chen Meng, you bastard, how can I stay in school when you make such a fuss?" Widow Xie was angry and anxious, and tears fell down again with incompetent tears.

"You are right, I'm just a bastard. Anyway, no one is allowed to bully the woman I like except me... I dare to bully you, even if I die, I will kill his whole family."
Chapter completed!