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Chapter 62: The Wicked Grind

"What's going on, what's going on..."

Liu Haizhong's wife ran out from behind and shouted in a panic.

"Shut up!"

Liu Haizhong shouted in a low voice, looking around like a giant bullfrog squatting on the ground.

"Brother Li, it's so late, why are you still out?"

Yi Zhonghai rushed over from the backyard with his clothes on, stepped forward and held Li Xianwen's hand, turned to Chen Jingnian and said: "Axe, why don't you carry your fifth uncle into the house quickly, don't let him freeze."

"Brother, don't worry, it's just a matter of two sentences."

Li Xianwen straightened up his upper body, patted the plaster on his hands, leaned forward, stared at Liu Haizhong and said, "I just said it, now."

"I, I, I said, tonight, I drank some wine tonight, and when I came back..."

Every time Liu Haizhong said a word, his face turned red. By the time he finished telling what happened, his face turned almost purple.

Liu Haizhong seemed particularly miserable as his son cried out in pain, but everyone in the yard looked at him coldly, and no one looked at him with sympathy.

"Okay, it seems you are not an old fool, so don't be like your son who forgets to eat and not to fight!"

After Li Xianwen finished speaking, he snorted and walked into the house with his hands in hand.

Chen Jingnian quickly followed him into the house, helped Li Xianwen get on the kang, poured another glass of water and said: "Fifth uncle, why did you go out to get angry with him? Didn't you see that I made him so angry that he couldn't even say anything?

!Or do you think those two rotten garlics from his family can hurt me?"

"No, I just want to go to bed early, and don't take action if you can. You are young and can easily lose control of your actions."

Li Xianwen patted Chen Jingnian's hand, sighed, and said: "I still remember the first time I touched my tongue, and I was thinking about it. As soon as the boy struggled, my heart tightened, and the knife naturally

Pricked down.

As a result, his blood came out and was all sticky on my hands, and I quickly ran out of breath. So, don't move if you can. There are some people who you can't keep if you want to.

They are hitting the muzzle of your gun and the tip of your knife."

"What do you think you are doing? You are working hard on the battlefield. If you don't work hard, you can't survive. How can you think about the priorities?"

Chen Jinnian felt the calluses on that hand, and his breathing became heavier.

"Don't worry, I didn't like to talk to them over the years, but now the streets are getting more and more chaotic. Some young people no longer know how high the sky is. The same is true in this yard. If I don't say anything, they will forget who I am.

.”

Li Xianwen smiled, patted Chen Jingnian on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "You have a good kick. Tell me how you kicked it out. I really didn't see it at the time."

"It's the same as your fingers. The more you practice, the more flexible you will become. You can curl your toes and land on the ground, and then pop them out at the same time. Haha, only cloth shoes can do this. If you use leather shoes, you will break your toes."

Chen Jingnian swallowed the breath in his chest, returned to his usual appearance, and spoke softly.

"You! Stop talking. Why do I think of your godmother just listening to you?"

Li Xianwen withdrew his hand, wiped his arm, and said: "Go, go to bed early, and be careful at work in the future. Liu Haizhong is not a trouble-maker. If he really dares to find trouble, just ignore him.

Don't let go, just be careful."

"Okay, just rest. I'm sure Liu Guangtian won't be able to sleep tonight."

Chen Jinnian helped Li Xianwen lie down, blew out the kerosene lamp, and walked out of the main room.

Walking in the yard, you could still vaguely hear Liu Guangtian's cries of pain coming from the backyard, and his mother yelling about whether she had lost her breath.

...

The next day, Chen Jinnian happened to meet Liu Guangtian when he went to work.

This guy has a bald head and a hunched back. From the back, he looks like a bastard who has retreated from his shell.

Hearing the noise, Liu Guangtian turned around and looked around. His big eyes swayed left and right in his eye sockets, like a mouse that had just stolen an egg.

After he saw Chen Jingnian, he quickly shrank his head, looking so vulgar.

This is an extremely disgusting villain with no morals at all.

If a person's words are good when he is about to die, then some of the things Liu Haizhong did in his later years were just a touch after he felt pain after being abandoned by his children. What he did cannot be regarded as awakening or repentance, let alone

Can't make up for it.

...

When he arrived at the unit, Chen Jingnian visited the security office. Because of Sun Yongliang's arrest, the factory assigned a young man who had just started working to the security office.

At this time, this young man, who was similar in age to Chen Jingnian, was cleaning Li Mancang's house.

In the room, Wang Zhijun and other captains and squad leaders had just finished their meeting and were about to leave.

"...Brother Jun, can you please mention it this time?"

"Probably, even if it was mentioned, it would be empty. We have to wait until old Nie from the east gate retires so that the vacancy of the deputy section chief can be vacated."

"It's a virtual one. Even a virtual one can get a half-level salary increase, and the treatment isn't bad either."

"Congratulations in advance to Brother Wang."

"Congratulations, Brother Jun."

Chen Jingnian followed the others to add firewood, coaxing Wang Zhijun until his face turned red.

With his eyes shining, he took out a cigarette. No matter whether Chen Jinnian smoked or not, he had to give him one.

Chen Jingnian put the cigarette in his ear and walked into the house.

Li Mancang rolled his eyes at him and picked up the jar to drink tea.

"Director Li, click on it!"

Chen Jingnian walked up to Li Mancang with a smile, took the cigarette from his ear, and handed it over.

"To show your courtesy for nothing is to be either an adulterer or a thief."

Li Mancang took the cigarette and said with curled lips.

"Sixth Uncle, when you write to your hometown, ask if you can still get wolf skins at home. Winter is coming soon, and I want to get my Fifth Uncle a wolf skin to spread on the kang."

After Chen Jinnian finished speaking with a smile, seeing that the young man was about to mop the floor, he quickly sat down opposite Li Mancang.

"Okay, I'll take the time to ask and ask if there are any more tiger bones."

Li Mancang glanced at Chen Jingnian and took a long drag on his cigarette.

"Then ask if there is any tiger skin!"

"Ahem! Why don't you give me a tiger skin? I'll get you a dragon skin for the little money you have, if you want!"

Li Mancang almost choked when he heard Chen Jinnian's words and waved vigorously towards him.

"I'm not talking about making a tiger skin mattress. I'll get some tiger skin to make a waist skirt for my daughter!"

"Get out of here quickly, I'll feel uncomfortable if you don't get angry for a day!"

Li Mancang cursed at Chen Jinnian's back.

Since it was almost the end of the month, Chen Jingnian didn't get the medicine last week, so he came out of the security office and went directly to the health center.

The doctors and nurses at the health center are all here.

Chen Jingnian and Pi Xiaotao looked at each other fiercely, as if they were rivals about to fight, and snorted at the same time.

"Singing opera!"

Doctor Zhang looked at the two of them curiously and asked puzzledly.

"Aunt Zhang, I came to prescribe medicine last weekend. You were not here. I would like to prescribe some painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs."

Chen Jingnian covered his arms, sat on the stool next to the table, and said with a grimace.

"Ah, that day Xiao Wang and I went to the health bureau to get medicine."

Dr. Zhang took out a pen, spread out the prescription list, and said while writing: "Auntie, I will prescribe some common medicines for you. I heard that your sister is also in poor health, so be prepared!"

"Aunt Zhang, just wait and see. My arm still hurts. I plan to go to a traditional Chinese medicine doctor..."

"That's okay..."

Dr. Zhang drew a few strokes on the list in a dashing way, and Chen Jingnian was confused as he watched.
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