Chapter 20 Chapter 20 I am better than him in every way! …
Wei Yuanyang's eyes and lips were dry. Even though he forced himself to hold back the pain in his eye sockets, he could no longer look into her eyes.
"You were treated like a dog by Liang Xin. You were fed and watered but you complained that your master was poor."
Liang Xin: “….”
This metaphor.
Wei Yuanyang's face also turned red at this metaphor.
Wang Hongyan wanted to open her mouth, but she didn't dare to look at Lu Zewei any more.
"Not convinced?"
Lu Zewei: "Just now you said that you were grateful to Liang Xin for taking care of you during your stay in the countryside. Why did Liang Xin take care of you? Could it be that she really wanted to get a dog? Isn't it because you have cheated people and look down on others after going to college, so you want to climb up the social ladder?"
Wei Yuanyang's face turned even redder. "These, these are not your turn to talk about."
"It's your turn to do it, but not others' turn to say it?"
Lu Zewei smiled, but his eyes were cold. "If you had done this in the past, you would have oppressed Liang Xin and forgotten your roots. If Liang Xin writes a complaint letter to your school, please organize an investigation. Leaders of any unit will pay great attention to personal conduct issues involving male-female relationships."
Wei Yuanyang's back stiffened and his momentum completely weakened.
"Liang Xin ignored you and got married without any hesitation." The smile on Lu Zewei's face disappeared in an instant. "You are ungrateful and addicted to bullying. If I hand this letter to your company and accuse you of destroying other people's marriages, do you think your company leaders will be overly sensitive and directly ask the police to arrest you?"
Wei Yuanyang could no longer hold on, his feet softened and he took a step back.
“No!”
Upon hearing about destroying someone else's marriage, and a military marriage at that, Wang Hongyan looked at Chief Lu in a hurry, "Commander Lu, Regimental Commander Lu, Battalion Commander Lu! You can't let Chongfeng do this! Old Wei only has this one son. He is a great hero who sacrificed for the country and the people. How can you let his son become a prisoner!"
Liang Xin looked at Wei Yuanyang, whose joints had turned white due to excessive force and whose nails must have dug into the flesh. She looked panicked and afraid.
On the contrary, Lu Zewei resumed his lazy banter and admired Wei Yuanyang's panic. "Uncle Wei has been through life and death for many years in the midst of gunfire and hail of bullets, just to help the poor stand up and no longer suffer from class oppression. When the country was in crisis, he was the first to sign up to fight and sacrifice at the front line. He is a true hero. So you are his son, even if you have done things that oppress the poor, have lost your conscience, and retreated behind your mother..."
Commander Lu: "Charge!"
Wei Yuanyang suddenly took a step forward, his eyes were red, his teeth were clenched, as if he wanted to swallow someone.
Lu Chongfeng looked disdainful, "If you are a real man, you should use your courage and blood to defend national defense, go to the front line to kill the enemy and defeat the invaders, instead of using it to bully women and then shamelessly claim innocence."
Blood was dripping from Wei Yuanyang's clenched fist.
Lu Chongfeng finally mentioned his father, and every word he said was full of wisdom.
His father was a great hero who helped the poor people all over the world to rise up and escape oppression. He is the descendant of the great hero, but he used means to oppress the poor against Liang Xin.
He became an exploiter of the class oppression that his father risked his life to defeat!
Tears appeared faintly in Wei Yuanyang's bloodshot eyes as he looked at Liang Xin.
Liang Xin's eyes moved from Lu Chongfeng to the door.
"charge!"
Security guard Xiao Wei suddenly ran in, "Someone is looking for you!"
Lu Chongfeng: “No.”
Xiao Wei said excitedly: "It's Commander Chen from your 16th Army who is looking for you!"
Lu Chongfeng turned around abruptly and asked, "Where do you want me to go?"
"He's waiting for you in the Operations Office!"
"Go over there quickly."
After Chief Lu finished speaking to his son, he sighed and patted Wei Yuanyang on the shoulder, "Come with me to the study."
Lu Chongfeng stopped looking at Wei Yuanyang and looked at Liang Xin.
Liang Xin: “?”
Lu Zewei felt that Liang Xin understood what he meant, and hurriedly ran out.
The sunset enveloped the military compound, and the loudspeaker sounded the end-of-shift signal.
When the shift ends, dusk falls.
Lu Zewei walked out of the military region’s operations department office.
His footsteps were hurried and light, and the anxiety hidden in his eyes had completely disappeared.
Commander Chen talked to him all day long. Since they met in the morning, they first walked for an hour on the mountain. Standing on the top of the mountain, they looked at the Jiangjing Martyrs Cemetery and talked about the Soviet drama "Front Line". Knowing that he had seen it many times, he asked for his opinion.
Lu Zewei spoke frankly and criticized General Gorlov for being conservative and inflexible.
Commander Chen did not respond, and Lu Zewei immediately understood what Commander Chen meant.
Back in the operations room, Commander Chen took the initiative to talk about his understanding and views on modern warfare, from the futility of the French Maginot Line to the victory of the Soviet Union's blitzkrieg offensive. He not only took out piles of foreign military materials, but also took out the academic papers he had submitted to the military newspaper at the time, and discussed with him until he forgot about lunch time.
Commander Chen's guard went to the cafeteria to get two meals, and he talked with Commander Chen while they ate.
Talking about the military academies behind modern warfare, Commander Chen also has a very thorough understanding of the characteristics of military academies in developed countries. He recognized his viewpoint of learning from foreign militaries and believed that one can learn from others' experience to polish one's own.
These words instantly made Lu Zewei's blood boil.
He is just as Liang Xin said, neither a madman nor a patient.
He was recognized by the highest military commander!
He is still the commander of their army!
The cold winter wind blew through the treetops, and Lu Zewei's whole body was burning hot, and he couldn't wait to go home.
Although he was indeed very happy that the attitude and opinions he had maintained for many years were finally recognized by an important leader on this day, Commander Chen was too talkative. After a pack of cigarettes was finished and the operations room became like a fairyland, he still wanted to open a pack of cigarettes and continue chatting with him.
While he was enjoying the chat, he kept thinking about Wei Yuanyang.
I don't know if he is still at home.
I don’t know what Liang Xin’s attitude towards him is.
Lu Chongfeng slowed down his pace.
Military school reform, training reform, cadre reform, these should actually fall within the scope of the duties of political cadres. The reason why Commander Chen paid attention to him, a battalion-level military cadre, was because of the quilt-sewing newspaper.
Sewing a quilt was Liang Xin's good intention for him.
This morning, he thought Liang Xin wanted to take a step closer and their relationship could make some progress, but...
Lu Zewei's steps became slower and slower.
"charge!"
A figure jumped up and grabbed the charging man's neck.
Under normal circumstances, Lu Zewei could have twisted his arm, but when he thought about the fact that the quilt and newspaper were also made by this man, although his initial purpose was to laugh at him, he finally got the revenge he deserved, which indirectly earned him the recognition of Commander Chen.
"Have the photos been developed?"
Zheng Xiaojun's face turned pale, "Chongchong, that's my monthly salary!"
"Not washed?" Lu Zewei said absentmindedly, "Forget it. I'll take the camera outside to wash it some other day."
“Don’t!”
Zheng Xiaojun's hands were sore from hooking, so he put his arm around Lu Chongfeng's shoulder instead. He realized that he almost tripped when he walked with his arm around Lu Chongfeng's shoulder, so he couldn't reach him. He could only grab Lu Chongfeng's arm and said, "We grew up naked together. You've developed so many photos of me. If the female comrades in the art troupe knew about it, how would I find a partner?"
"Don't worry, I will take out the photo and give it to your partner only when you find one."
“.......”
"You are too cruel, Lu Chongfeng!"
Zheng Xiaojun grabbed Lu Zewei and took out a book from his arms. "You look so depressed, it's probably related to your unhappy marriage. I'll give you a top-secret treasure. Let's make a deal. Don't develop the photos and return the camera to me. How about that?"
"Top secret treasure?"
Dusk enveloped the earth. Lu Zewei looked at the book in Zheng Xiaojun's hand. It was tattered, as if it had been read countless times. It was covered with a book cover of unclear color. "What is this?"
"This is a book that my hands are swollen from copying. I will never pass it on to anyone else. If it weren't for the fact that we grew up together, I would not only be reluctant to part with it, but I would also not dare to show it to you."
Zheng Xiaojun looked around furtively. At this time, most people had gone home for dinner. He lowered his voice and said, "This book is very dangerous. It must not be exposed to the public. Otherwise, you and I will be in trouble. We may even lose our military uniforms."
Lu Zewei's eyes straightened.
Zheng Xiaojun worked as a reporter for the official newspaper under the political department of the military region.
Manuscript?
Very dangerous.
"Foreign information?"
"......Yes, there are foreign books in it." Zheng Xiaojun held the book and stretched out his hand, "One hand for the camera, the other hand for the book."
"Brother Wei sent the camera to your office." Lu Chongfeng reached out and snatched the book away, "Stay away from me from now on."
"Chongfeng, remember to return it to me after you finish reading it!"
It was pitch dark and Lu Zewei couldn't see clearly. He was afraid of meeting people if he went under the street light, so he rolled up the book and stuffed it into the sleeve of his military uniform, then quickly walked into the house.
The lights in the living room were dim, and although everything was neatly furnished, he felt a sense of calm after a storm.
Lu Zewei frowned slightly and strode up to the second floor.
After Liang Xin finished packing her things, she heard the rapid sound of leather shoes scratching on the floor at the door. The moment she turned around, Lu Zewei's face changed.
The strong smell of tobacco hits me with every step.
Lu Chongfeng suddenly snatched the straw basket from her hand.
Liang Xin showed a rare look of anxiety on her face. She tried to reach out to grab it, but her wrist was clamped. Lu Chongfeng's lower eyelid turned red. "You are already married."
"Give me the basket!"
"You're already married." Lu Zewei repeated, holding Liang Xin's hand tighter, "We've already got the marriage certificate."
Seeing that the things in the basket were about to fall out, Liang Xin tried to grab them with her other hand, but bumped into his hard chest. She covered her forehead and looked at him, "Are you... sick?"
Lu Zewei pursed his lips tightly, his chest felt like it was blocked, "I won't get sick again, I will be fine."
Liang Xin felt relieved. Her mother-in-law had said she was worried that he might get sick and hurt someone. She had just thought it was a new symptom she had never seen before. "Give me the thing."
Lu Zewei hid the basket behind her, "I'll be fine."
Liang Xin watched the things fall out of the basket and tried hard to break free from his hands, but she couldn't.
Lu Zewei watched the rouge color dissipate from her face, and her eyes seemed to be about to shed tears, "...Don't leave."
"Second sister-in-law, are you done packing?"
Lu Yueji suddenly appeared at the door and saw her second brother holding her second sister-in-law in his arms. Most importantly, there was a white side-button cotton bra on the ground.
Lu Yueji raised her hands to cover her eyes and ran away in a hurry, "I didn't see it, I didn't see anything!"
Lu Zewei turned his head, lowered his eyes, and saw something on the ground.
The room fell silent.
Lu Zewei's Adam's apple kept rolling up and down, and he slowly looked at the basket in his hand.
Sandalwood soap, shampoo powder, cotton-wool shirts and pants, and a corner of...
Lu Zewei hurriedly looked away, but saw the white bra on the ground again, and quickly shifted his gaze to Liang Xin's face.
Liang Xin had a blank expression on her face. "Can you let go now?"
The strength in his hands suddenly loosened.
Liang Xin walked forward, bent down, picked up the bra on the ground, stuffed it into the basket, and looked up at him.
Lu Zewei's ears turned red and he felt very uncomfortable. He wanted to look at her, but didn't want to look at her. His eyes went back and forth.
"Do you want to go to the bathhouse and take a bath?"
"...I'm not going."
Liang Xin grabbed the handle of the straw basket, "Can I go now?"
Lu Chongfeng let go.
Liang Xin took the basket and walked out of the room.
Lu Zewei banged his head against the wall.
The bathroom of the Military District Service Center is visited by people who basically live in the military compound.
Many houses in the compound have attached bathrooms, but the bathhouse has a large pool and shower, and there is also a bathtub option.
It is completely different from simply washing at home. Besides, coal at home is also expensive, so family members will still choose to take a bath in the bathhouse.
In addition to family members, female cadres from the hospital and female comrades from the art troupe would also come here to take a bath.
Liang Xin and Lu Yueji handed the bath tickets to the ticket collector at the front desk. The ticket collector handed over two keys and two pairs of sandals, lifted the heavy door curtain and entered the changing room of the women's bathroom. They saw several young and graceful women walking out of the bathhouse with smoke all around them.
"Yueji, you come and wash too."
"Who is this?"
"My second sister-in-law."
"Oh~Hello, sister-in-law."
Liang Xin calmly admired the fragrant, fair and tender girls in front of her, "Hello."
Lu Yueji had already started taking off her sweater, one piece at a time, while she kept chatting with the female comrades who were using keys to unlock the door.
Liang Xin looked at the bathroom environment.
The hygiene standards in places where soldiers work are much higher than those in ordinary bathrooms. The room is brightly lit on six sides. Before coming here, I heard from my mother-in-law that the bathrooms in the military service center are disinfected every day to prevent the breeding of infectious bacteria, and they have also won awards and commendations in matching competitions.
It wasn't for hygiene reasons, it was just that it had been a long time since she had taken off all her clothes in front of others.
Lu Yueji, who had been practicing dancing since she was young and had to strip naked and change clothes several times a day, turned around and saw Liang Xin still sitting there, "Second sister-in-law, why haven't you taken off your clothes yet? Did you faint as soon as you came in?"
“No.”
Liang Xin unbuttoned her cotton jacket one by one.
“Boom!”
Lu Chongfeng was bumping into the wall when something suddenly fell out of his sleeve. He looked down and found that it was the book that Zheng Xiaojun had just given him.
In the past, banging the wall didn't really relieve the pain, and now banging the wall doesn't relieve the uncomfortable feeling of scratching his head. Lu Chongfeng picked up the book on the ground, walked to the single sofa in the corner of the window and sat down.
Holding the book, his eyes fell on the place where the white thing had just fallen.
What was he doing just now?
Lu Chongfeng pinched his Jingmingxue a few times, and his ears were still red.
He opened the cover of the book, ready to divert attention, and the next second, he threw the whole book out.
With a "pop", the book fell to the floor. The pages that had been torn apart lost their elasticity and revealed a page: a black and white woodcut of the male protagonist peeking at the girl next door bathing.
The woman in the painting is sitting in a bathtub, with all her clothes taken off, without any covering.
The man lay on the roof and peeked down.
Lu Zewei's chest heaved slightly because of the fright, and the place where the book fell was exactly where the white bra had fallen just now.
For a moment, I thought Liang Xin went to take a shower.
Then I thought about the woman in the bathtub just now.
The next moment. Close your eyes quickly.
But when I closed my eyes, the picture was even more shocking.
Liang Xin walked out of the cement pool, her whole body covered with white mist and covered with fresh snow. She carefully walked down the slippery steps and lay down beside the pool.
Under the two arms, the soft and bulging body was shaking, the slender waist was concave, and the peach buttocks were slightly raised.
Lu Yueji stood behind with a bath towel in her hand, swallowing unconsciously. Although she didn't know why she swallowed, she just couldn't stop.
"Oh my god!"
An older woman who chose to take a bath in a tub, sitting in an aluminum tub, saw this scene and exclaimed in amazement, "For the first time in my life, I hate myself for not being a man!"
Lu Yueji turned back curiously: "What's wrong with the man?"
Liang Xin: "Cold."
"Here I come!" Lu Yueji walked forward with a bath cloth and poured a basin of water on Liang Xin first.
Water drops flowed down her slender waist, and her snow-white skin on her back spread like mist.
Lu Yueji couldn't help swallowing again, thinking of the delicate, white, sweet and sticky cream cake, "Second sister-in-law, I might be hungry after washing."
"Then rub it quickly, and then go home and eat."
“There’s nothing I want to eat at home.”
"What do you want to eat?"
"I want to eat glutinous rice balls, white, soft and sticky."
"I have glutinous rice flour at home. I can mix it with the flour and make glutinous rice balls and cook them when I get home."
When Lu Yueji heard this, she rubbed the body harder, but soon, with her great strength, the swollen soft mass shook more violently, and her hands became weak and she felt that she could not rub it anymore, "Second sister-in-law, I'm thirsty."
Liang Xin stood up and took the bath towel from her hand, "Then take another shower, put on your clothes and go to the front desk to drink some water."
Lu Yueji did not refuse. She was indeed very thirsty, so she scooped a basin of water from the pool and poured it over herself.
Liang Xin took a look and found that she was indeed a dancer. With a casual lift of the basin, her slender and powerful muscle lines fully displayed the beauty of the human body. Every inch of her muscles was almost perfect.
"Oh my god!"
The elder sister sitting in the aluminum bathtub exclaimed in amazement again: "For the first time in my life, I feel that I am a woman in vain!"
Liang Xin packed up the soap and shampoo powder, picked up the towel and barely covered her chest, then quickly left the bathhouse.
Lu Chongfeng gritted his teeth and scolded Zheng Xiaojun countless times. The knuckles of his hands holding the book turned red. He searched for a suitable place to hide the book, but felt that no place was suitable.
This book not only contains the most direct sexual descriptions in foreign literature, but also erotic pictures from the Ming Dynasty and Japan.
The painter uses a two-dimensional painting technique, focusing on exaggerating the organs. The first thing you see is not the person, but the position where two people are connected together, and the second look focuses on the expressions of the two people.
Lu Zewei's back was sweating. He opened all the floor-to-ceiling windows. The curtains danced in the cold wind, but his palms holding the book were still hot.
From the balcony, Lu Zewei saw Liang Xin walking back with a straw basket in her hand and her black hair loose. He felt even hotter. He looked back at the entire room, stuffing things around, and finally locked the book in the bedside table.
As soon as the drawer was closed, Liang Xin came in with an enamel basin and put the clothes she had taken off in the straw basket aside.
Lu Zewei turned his head and looked at her slightly flushed cheeks under her wet hair. Her whole body was warm after the bath. The wind blew past her, and her every move filled his nose with the rich scent of sandalwood and jasmine. His Adam's apple, which had been restrained, rolled lightly.
“Why open such a big window?”
Liang Xin walked over and closed the French window. "You need to take care of your body slowly. Don't wear such thin clothes and stand in the wind. You will catch a cold easily."
No response.
Liang Xin looked back at Lu Zewei, who suddenly seemed to have ADHD. He didn't make any big movements, but his hands and feet never stopped moving. It was like there was an extra nail in his shoe or lice on his head, moving back and forth in front of the bedside table.
Think about what happened before taking a shower.
It hasn't eased after so long?
Liang Xin took off her thin cotton jacket.
Lu Zewei glanced over and immediately looked away, "What are you doing?"
Liang Xin paused and looked at the startled man, "...What are you doing?"
Lu Zewei took a few steps back, grabbed a handful of hair, and stuffed his hands into his pants pockets again, "Why are you taking off your clothes in the middle of the day... in the middle of the night?"
“.......”
Liang Xin suddenly stood up and walked towards Lu Zewei step by step.
Lu Zewei stepped back step by step, looking down at Liang Xin's flawless face, her straight nose, small cherry lips, her neck as smooth as jade, her cotton sweater clinging to her body, wrapping her bulging breasts... Lu Zewei suddenly stopped.
"Get out of the way."
Lu Zewei: “?”
Liang Xin looked at him who was blocking the door, "Are you really not sick?"
Lu Zewei: “….”
"where are you going?"
Liang Xin suddenly raised her hand and touched his forehead, and found that although the temperature was a little high, it was normal body temperature. "Where can I go? I'm already married."
Lu Zewei: "You were unhappy when we got the marriage certificate. Was it because of Wei Yuanyang that you had to marry?"
Liang Xin was slightly stunned, "When was I unhappy?"
Lu Zewei's face was very sour, "Is it really because of him?"
What a train of thought.
Liang Xin turned back and sat on the bed, then picked up her thin cotton jacket and put it on.
"It won't take long for my illness to heal, and it won't come back again." Lu Zewei slowly followed to the bedside and suddenly said, "I'm better than him in every way!"
Liang Xin looked up, seeing his sullen face and arrogant expression, and couldn't help but chuckle.
Lu Zewei's face became even uglier.
"You can say it's because of him, but you can't say it's for him." Liang Xin said: "The main reason I married you was because of the chicken."
Lu Zewei fluttered his long eyelashes, his dark eyes full of doubts, "......Chicken?"
"My classmates and I raised six chickens together. The brigade misunderstood the spirit of Dazhai and issued a clear ban on a household raising more than five chickens. Our chickens were seized, and my second sister-in-law was afraid that I would be criticized and imprisoned, so she arranged for me to come to your house for a blind date."
Liang Xin thought for a moment, "Yueji wants to eat glutinous rice balls. I said I'll come back and make glutinous rice balls with the flour. Go down?"
"Let her starve."
Lu Zewei pulled out the chair in front of the desk and sat across from Liang Xin. "Raising chickens in the countryside, is there a risk of going to jail?"
Liang Xin nodded, "Almost, because you filed a marriage report, the political department sent my transfer letter to our commune, and the commune director was in time to deliver the message, so I married you." "So, it wasn't because of Wei Yuanyang?"
Isn't it because he is sad that it doesn't matter who he marries?
Lu Zewei stared at Liang Xin's reaction with nervous eyes.
Liang Xin said slowly: "It's time to make glutinous rice balls."
Lu Chongfeng: “….”
He grabbed a handful of hair and said, "Eating glutinous rice balls late at night is indigestible. She is a dancer and won't eat them. Don't think about her anymore."
"Then go to sleep."
Liang Xin yawned, took off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, lifted the quilt, and rolled into her own bed.
When she turned over, the waist-hugging cotton jacket was pressed against her waist at that moment, and below her slender waist was her plump and soft buttocks. When her left foot was raised to lift the quilt, a picture of a two-person pose suddenly appeared in front of Lu Zewei's eyes. The artistic painting technique exaggerated the position, but what was more impressive was the taut and raised instep.
Lu Chongfeng's breathing became heavier. He glanced at the bedside drawer, turned around and faced away from Liang Xin who was lying on the bed.
After calming down, Lu Chongfeng turned around again and looked at Liang Xin in the bed, "Wei Yuanyang, he treated you like that, why didn't you think of taking revenge on him?"
"You mean report him to the school?" Liang Xin closed her eyes. "Why would I want to bring back a fly to dangle in front of my eyes?"
fly?
This description is usually only used to describe annoying people.
Lu Zewei curled the corners of his lips.
"Besides." Liang Xin opened her eyes. "Wei Yuanyang is not a cadre in other units. He is a university teacher. His stepfather is also an instructor in the military academy and the director of the political department of the military academy. Starting this year, 70 to 80 percent of the cadres who were transferred to Huaihua Commune were transferred back to their original units to resume their posts. The commune has to send people to serve in the army every year. It's too late to curry favor with him. If my words had weight, my chicken would not have been killed."
Lu Zewei was curious: "Do you like raising chickens?"
Liang Xin: “….”
"What does this have to do with liking chickens?"
Lu Zewei sat back on the bed, his eyes fixed on Liang Xin's face, "It sounds like you are reluctant to part with the chicken."
Liang Xin turned over and faced him. "If I report him, do you think he will go to dad and ask him to help him find a new job?"
Lu Zewei: "...definitely."
"Will Dad help?"
"The marriage can't be done, but for Uncle Wei's sake, he should be more concerned."
Liang Xin didn't say anything.
Before getting married, she didn't report it to the school because she wanted to live a quiet life. If she reported it, Wei Yuanyang would come back penniless. If the commune didn't pay attention to him, he would definitely be around her every day. If the commune paid attention to him, he would become a commune cadre leader, and she would be looking for trouble.
The marriage went on unexpectedly quickly.
Soon I found myself being drawn into a new plot.
I did think of bringing him back to Huaihua Commune.
But it can also be seen that Chief Lu and Wei Yuanyang's father have a deep relationship. She is afraid of this report. Even if the marriage fails, she will unintentionally help his career.
"So, you......"
Lu Chongfeng grabbed a handful of hair randomly, "You don't care about him anymore? Do you hate him?"
Liang Xin's eyes slowly moved from his delicate facial features and chin to the collarbone below his Adam's apple.
Lu Chongfeng broke out in a sweat after being looked at.
Liang Xin: "I have feelings for him, why don't I report him and let him return to Huaihua Commune?"
The topic is back again.
When Lu Chongfeng heard this, the corners of his mouth curved up.
Understood.
During the weekends, the Lu family’s small building usually has visitors and there are few quiet moments.
Early in the morning, Liang Xin washed her clothes and hung them on the balcony of her room. To avoid embarrassment, she put a cotton sweater over her bra.
Standing on the balcony, I saw the security guard Xiao Wei carrying hands full of pork and putting them in a large aluminum basin. Then he walked out of the reception room carrying four roosters and two hens. A strange middle-aged man with a striped towel wrapped around his head and wearing a blue jacket was carrying two silver carp weighing seven or eight kilograms and putting them in another large aluminum basin.
"Liang Xin, you and Chong Feng come down quickly, our relatives are coming from your hometown."
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