Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

Seeing that Old Deng didn't react, Xiao Feng blinked her big mascara-covered eyes and burst into tears before she said anything: "Sister~"

Huang Huiying felt a chill, shook off the goose bumps that instantly appeared on her body, and sternly said, "Talk seriously! I'm not a man!"

Before Xiaofeng could say anything, Lao Deng couldn't stand it anymore. Why did his wife say such harsh words? "Xiaofeng, don't be afraid of her. I'm still here."

"Hmph!" Huang Huiying snorted coldly and still did not move an step.

Seeing that Lao Deng did not understand her eagerness to leave and had become a paper tiger, Xiao Feng had no choice but to give in and said, "I have a twelve-year-old student at home, and I have to go back to cook for him."

Huang Huiying couldn't understand the person's train of thought. Since she had a child at home, why did she do such a shameful thing? Aren't they afraid that the child would be sad if they knew?

Just as he was wondering whether her words were true or not, Old Deng cried out, holding his stomach.

The two women looked at him at the same time, and Huang Huiying understood as soon as she saw his expression.

After all, they have been married for decades, and she knows what kind of shit he does when he sticks his butt out.

Xiao Feng didn't understand what was going on, so she took the opportunity to show off and asked with concern, "Old Deng, what's wrong with you? Did you have a stomachache?"

Huang Huiying sneered and said, "It's your turn to serve." After that, she closed the door and locked it.

Xiao Feng felt puzzled and put on eye drops as she approached the bed: "Old Deng, look at your wife, she is so vicious and doesn't even care about you."

Old Deng couldn't hold back his stomach's churning any longer, and he puffed a few times, and a series of farts mixed with sneaky shit came out.

Hmm~ What's that smell?! Xiao Feng stared at Lao Deng in disbelief. He was actually incontinent!

She stood there with a pale face. Old Deng's face turned red and then white. He turned his head away, not daring to look at his lover.

Zhang Hui almost laughed to death when he saw this. Aunt Huang is awesome! That's what we have to do!

Isn't it true love? True love is not afraid of any difficulties or obstacles. Go and clean up the old man, San'er.

Zhang Wenxiu heard about this interesting incident right after work at noon, and she also laughed, spitting on the ground and cursing, "Bah! You deserve it!"

After finishing lunch as quickly as possible, Zhang returned to the recliner, read a book, and read some gossip.

In the next yard, Xiao Feng was almost rolling her eyes because of the fumes. She ran to the door at a lightning speed that didn't match her fragile temperament and shouted, "Open the door! Open the door!"

Old Deng thought aggrievedly behind her: It's hard for her, a delicate and weak woman, how could she go through such a thing?

Huang Huiying was too kind after all. She let her stay in the room filled with fragrance for ten minutes and then let her out.

These ten minutes felt like a year to Xiaofeng. As soon as the door opened, she rushed out like the wind, running away as if she had been bitten by a vicious dog.

Zhang Hui almost spit out her food, hahaha, luckily she didn’t watch the live broadcast while eating, otherwise she wouldn’t be able to eat her meal.

Huang Huiying walked into the room leisurely and wiped the stains off Old Deng's body after leaving him alone for another five minutes.

Old Deng's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he asked her fiercely, "Why are you taking so long? Do you want to stink me to death?"

Huang Huiying suddenly realized that she was no longer afraid of him, and said confidently: "Didn't you ask Xiao San to clean up for you? I'll go wash your dirty clothes."

"You don't know how hard it is to wash the shit off your pants." The old man was deliberately disgusting her, how could she not know?

Old Deng choked and his face turned pale. What could he say? Say it was Xiaofeng's fault? No, no, what could Xiaofeng do wrong? Or was it his own fault for not controlling his sphincter?

Zhang avoided the scene where she was cleaning up the old man, and followed Xiaofeng to take a look with his spiritual sense.

Xiaofeng ran to the street in a state of shock. The constant flow of people gave her a sense of security.

Suddenly someone patted her shoulder from behind. Xiaofeng screamed in fright, causing everyone around her to look at her.

After seeing who the person was, she glared at him unhappily: "He Dong!"

He Dong said with a playful smile: "What do you want me to do? Did the old man agree to marry you?"

Xiaofeng angrily straightened her clothes, fearing that they would be stained with something that shouldn't be there.

He Dong pressed on, "Hey, did it work? The house is about to be demolished, and you're busying yourself for nothing. You're also playing a show with that old man. It disgusts me."

Zhang Hui narrowed his eyes. He Dong was younger than Xiao Feng, probably in his thirties. Interesting! Listening to the conversation between the two, it was clear that they had an unusual relationship.

Xiao Feng was annoyed by his questioning and said angrily, "The old man broke his leg and didn't go out. The old woman is watching him closely. What do you want me to do?"

Seeing that she was angry, He Dong rolled his eyes, stepped forward, hugged her waist, leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Hey, Sister Feng, why are you still angry? I am just considering our future."

"When you get the money, first of all, you'll have the tuition for Ziang, and the child's food, clothing and other expenses will be on a higher level, and you won't have to worry about being laughed at by his classmates."

"Secondly, we don't need to be stingy when we get married. You can buy whatever you want. Clothes, cosmetics, bags, etc., buy one and throw it away!"

A few words made Xiao Feng laugh so hard that she burst into laughter. Who is she? She is Xiao Feng! No man can escape from her palm!

"Hmm..." He Dong twitched his nose twice and asked in confusion: "Xiao Feng, what's that smell on you?" Why does it smell both fragrant and smelly?

Xiaofeng's face changed, she pulled up her sleeves and sniffed, but she didn't smell anything. However, what He Dong said reminded her of her previous experience and made her want to vomit.

She turned and left, eager to go home and change her clothes immediately.

He Dong didn't understand why she changed her expression again, so he followed her and caught up with her.

Zhang Hui laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes. This was much better than the TV series. It was real, vivid and exciting.

She stood up and walked out of the yard. Her spiritual sense was not far enough away, so she followed to see if there was any more exciting show.

After saying hello to her grandparents and leaving the house, she followed them closely.

Xiaofeng's home is not far away, otherwise she would not have danced in the nearby park and got to know Lao Dengtou.

He Dong did not go in. After Xiaofeng entered the house, he left after a while.

Xiaofeng has another boy in her family, who is about twelve or thirteen years old.

He looked at Xiaofeng coldly as she hurriedly changed her clothes, then stood up and looked out the window. When he didn't see any man, the expression on his face relaxed a little.

Xiaofeng changed her clothes and washed her hands several times before she looked at her son with a smile: "Zi'ang, have you finished your homework? Are you hungry? Mom will go make you some food."

Zhang Hui stopped an old lady passing by and asked, "Auntie, I want to ask you about someone named Xiaofeng."

When the old lady heard this, she curled her lips in disdain: "Why are you asking her?"

Zhang Hui tried to squeeze out some tears: "Auntie, someone saw her and my dad..."

The old lady suddenly realized and looked at her sympathetically: "Well, then you have to remind your mother to keep an eye on your father's wallet! Don't let him lose both his money and his family's money."

"That woman is not a good person! After her man died, she dressed up and tried to find stupid men to cheat them out of their money."

"Those deceived men thought she was a good person and didn't even pursue the matter. Humph!"

The old lady took the opportunity to talk a lot to Zhang Hui.

Zhang Hui listened patiently for a while, but didn't hear any news that could help Aunt Huang. He summarized it as a few things that Xiaofeng and the other man had to say.

"Zi'ang! Where are you going?" As Xiaofeng cried, Zhang Hui caught a glimpse of the boy wearing a black down jacket, which was open like his mother, revealing a blue and white thermal coat, and rushing towards him from home like a gust of wind.

Even though Xiaofeng's heart-wrenching screams echoed behind him, the boy rushed out of the alley without looking back.

Did the mother and son have a falling out? The old lady clicked her tongue twice: "Alas, this child is a good one, but he just didn't meet a good mother."

Zhang Hui felt that the boy might have noticed something, otherwise he would not have looked out the window just now.

"Will this child run away and never come back?"

"No, this isn't the first time." The old lady affirmed.

After bidding farewell to the reluctant old lady, Zhang Hui was still wondering on his way home, would Xiaofeng come to visit Lao Deng again?