The Ji family's old house was filled with smoke. Three old men were sitting around an eight-immortals table, their faces as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Damn it!" Ji Bang slammed the table, causing the water in the teapot to splash all over the table. "That bitch Hu Meiling must have embezzled the money!

I've noticed something's wrong with her! And she's still saying 'leave it to me', bah!

Ji Ke smoked his pipe silently, the sparks in the pipe flickering: "I gave her two thousand yuan, but it seems that the director didn't even hear a word.

This woman must have put all the money in her own pocket!

"That's right!" Ji Xing kicked over a bench, and the legs snapped. "Last time I saw her wandering around the department store with a new handbag. Now that I think about it, we're working ourselves to death here, and she's so free and easy, taking our money!"

Ji Xing was still counting on his fingers: "Two thousand last year, eighteen hundred the year before, and then there are the gifts for festivals and holidays... I'm afraid this bitch is making a lot of money!"

"I've always said this slut couldn't be trusted!" Ji Bang slapped his thigh in anger. "You insisted she had connections, and now look what's happened. Not only has your money gone down the drain, but your goods have even been confiscated!"

"Noisy!" Ji Xing stood up suddenly, "That bitch, could it be that she used our money to support a gigolo? No, I have to go find her and ask her where this pier is!" Then he rushed out!

The room suddenly became quiet, with only the puffing sound of the pipe remaining.

Ji Xing stepped on the snow, making a "crunching" sound, taking two steps at a time and rushing to the other side of the alley.

He pounded hard on the carved door of Hu Meiling's house, which was decorated with dragons and phoenixes, causing the snow on the door frame to fall down with a rustling sound.

"Hu Meiling! Get out here, you stinky bitch!" Ji Xing yelled at the top of his lungs, his saliva forming a white mist in the cold air.

Ji Xing yelled at the top of his voice, spitting on the door, "You took my money but didn't do anything, why are you acting like a coward!", and then he knocked on the door several more times!

The door across from me creaked open a crack, and an old woman with permed hair leaned half her body out: "Are you going to die? Why are you howling in the middle of the day?"

Ji Xing turned around and cursed: "None of your business! I'm looking for that bitch Hu Meiling..."

"Oh, you're looking for that slutty vixen again? How many mistresses are you of his?"

She pouted, revealing two large gold teeth. "It's New Year's Day and you're still not quiet. You can't live without a woman or something..."

On the other side, an old sister-in-law came out and said, "She went back to her hometown to celebrate the New Year a long time ago!"

He said this in a sarcastic tone, "You mistresses are all like headless flies. I've already hooked up with Director Liu from the Industry and Commerce Bureau. Who needs you shorty-looking guys..."

Before he could finish his words, he slammed the door shut, shocking Ji Xing so much that he looked dejected.

The old man in front also opened the window and cursed: "Why are you crying so sadly on New Year's Day? If you can't take care of the two taels of meat, just cut it up and stir-fry it with sweet potatoes!"

Windows along the entire alley opened one after another:

"It's that slut's lover again..."

"What bad luck during the New Year!"

"If you make any more noise, I'll call the police!"

Ji Xing stood in the snow, trembling with anger.

He spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, raised his foot and kicked the carved door a few times.

"Noisy!" This shout made all the dogs in the alley start barking wildly.

He turned and walked away, his cotton shoes leaving deep muddy prints in the snow.

When he reached the entrance of the alley, Ji Xing was still not satisfied, so he picked up a broken bench on the side of the road and smashed it against the wall.

With a "clang", the bench leg broke into two pieces.

With red eyes, he turned around and glared in the direction of Hu Meiling's house, gritting his teeth and cursing: "You stinky bitch, wait until after the New Year and see how I'll deal with you!"

The passing vendors were so frightened that they quickly pushed their carts away, muttering to themselves, "I've been tricked by the vixen again..."

Ji Xing became even angrier when he heard this and kicked the empty can on the side of the road away.

The "bang bang bang" sounds echoed in the alley, just like his temples that were throbbing with anger.

Ji Xing kicked the door open, and the cold air that came in made the kerosene lamp in the house shake three times.

"That bitch Hu Meiling ran away!" He gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words, the flesh on his face trembling.

Ji Ke was squatting on the edge of the kang, rolling a cigarette. When he heard this, his fingers trembled and the tobacco scattered all over the floor: "Run away?"

"The old man next door said," Ji Xing punched the door frame, causing the old ashes on the beams to fall down, "She's hooking up with that bastard from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau!

It must be the one from the Li family, Li Mingyuan. I saw her before that she has a crush on the Li family!

Ji Bang suddenly stood up from the bench: "No wonder he didn't come to pay his respects to us this time! He was deliberately trying to show his loyalty to the Li family!"

"I'm going to kill those bastards from the Li family right now!" Ji Xing picked up the shovel behind the door and was about to rush out.

"Stop the fuck right there!" Ji Ke grabbed him and said, "Are you sure it's Li Mingyuan? What if it's the Li family? Then we can bully them like persimmons!"

"It's absolutely true!" Ji Xing roared, stiffening his neck. "That old woman said it herself, how could it be false?"

The room suddenly became eerily quiet, with only the crackling sound of firecrackers outside the window.

Ji Ke squinted his eyes and took a deep drag on his cigarette. He pressed the cigarette butt hard on the table, leaving a burnt mark. "Get your weapons! Call Lao Wu and Lao Liu!"