discuss politics with stone

Go with the situation, Zhang Zheng is probably such a person.

No, the yard and the house were all pitch-black, and he quickly adapted to this pitch-dark environment.However, the matter of Chen Shilei could not make him feel at ease.

Late at night, the cold wind in late autumn has begun to make people unable to resist.

With a gust of wind blowing that made him shiver, Zhang Zheng supported the pillar to get up, went back to the room in the dark, and fell on the bed.

Lying on the bed, Zhang Zheng was thinking about how to escape from this ghostly place. After all, he would be truly free only if he really left here.But here comes the question, how should he get out?

"Dig a tunnel?"

This was the first plan that came to mind.But it was quickly rejected by Zhang Zheng because there was no tool.

"Bribe the guard outside the door?"

Thinking about his poor salary and the need to make ends meet after leaving, this plan was rejected again.

"Fake illness? Or pretend to be crazy? Or fake death?"

However, Zhang Zheng dismissed the idea when he thought of the presence of Dr. Wu.

……

After being silent for a while, Zhang Zheng said:

"Could it be Chen Shilei? Maybe I'll take care of him, and Uncle Chen will let me go for a walk when he's happy. I'll take the opportunity to escape then?"

"No, no, no. I am a man of principle."

"However, sometimes principles can be discounted, right?"

"What a ghost! Besides, I'm a man! How could he be crushed by someone!"

"Maybe, I can be on it?"

"Snapped--"

Zhang Zheng slapped himself to wake himself up.

"Zhang Zheng, Zhang Zheng, what are you thinking? You must stick to the bottom line! This is your last dignity as a man!"

"Yes, that's right, that's it! I must stick to my bottom line!"

Just as Zhang Zheng's small theater was about to close, the door was roughly kicked open.

"Fuck? Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Zhang Zheng was taken aback and said involuntarily.

The visitor didn't speak, and walked straight to the bed, reeking of alcohol.

The moonlight shot in just right, shining on the face of the comer.

"Chen Shilei? What are you doing here? Get out!"

After seeing the face of the visitor clearly, Zhang Zheng roared.

Chen Shilei, my uncle, you still have the face to come over to me!

"This is the general's place, and the general can do whatever he wants!"

As he said that, Chen Shilei, who was full of alcohol, ignored Zhang Zheng's resistance and directly bullied him.

Under the moonlight, the two bodies on the bed were intertwined and intertwined.

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Being held in Chen Shilei's arms, listening to his breathing, Zhang Zheng felt mixed feelings.

He suddenly struggled in disgust, wanting to leave his embrace, but the people behind him hugged him tightly, not giving him any chance at all.

Zhang Zheng gave up.

Forget it, the weather is getting cold anyway, why not do it with a free warm baby beside you?

Feeling the temperature from Chen Shilei's body, he comforted himself.

When Zhang Zheng woke up, the people around him were already gone.

It turned out to be a dream.

How much he wanted to tell himself that.But the aftertaste of alcohol and the pain in his body reminded him constantly that what happened last night was true.

"Ci'ao, he was suppressed by Chen Shilei's son-in-law again."

Zhang Zheng lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

The sky in late autumn is higher than in any other season.

Zhang Zheng plunged into the cold well water. He had been hearing that the well water was warm in winter and cool in summer, but now it seems to be a lie.After a while, Zhang Zheng raised his head unbearably.

Zhang Zheng sat down against the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, gnawing weed roots for his lunch.Since yesterday, there has been no news of Xiao Ling.

Hope nothing happens to her.

Zhang Zheng would rather Xiaoling abandon him and seek refuge with other people, rather than have anything happen to such a cute little girl.

At this moment, Zhang Zheng heard the sound of the wall being knocked.

"Xiaoling?"

Zhang Zheng exclaimed in surprise.

"My lord, something happened last night. I'm really sorry that Xiaoling can't bring you dinner."

Xiao Ling's voice was a little weak.

"You don't need to apologize, it's okay. It's just Xiaoling, why does your voice sound wrong?"

"Young Master Lao is worried, Xiaoling is fine. Young Master, today's lunch may, may be a little short."

"Xiaoling, are you in any trouble?"

Zhang Zheng asked worriedly.

"No, no, no."

"Xiaoling, tell me the truth."

"It's nothing. Young master, don't worry. I'll throw in your lunch now, young master, you have to pick it up."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Zheng's head was hit by a ball.

"oops--"

"My lord, what's the matter with you?" Xiaoling's tone was a little anxious.

"It's okay. Xiaoling, thank you."

Zhang Zheng picked up a lump of lunch wrapped in paper and thanked him.

"You're welcome. My lord, then Xiao Ling will leave first."

"Yes. By the way, Xiaoling."

"What's the matter, son?"

"You have to pay attention to safety and protect yourself. Also," Zhang Zheng suddenly thought of something. "Xiaoling, can you get me a small hoe? It's the kind for weeding."

"Yes, yes. But, my lord, what do you want a little hoe for?"

"Great!" Zhang Zheng said excitedly. "Get it for me first, and then I'll tell you what I'm going to do."

"Okay. Young master, what else do you want?"

"No more. Thank you, Xiaoling."

"My lord, you are welcome. Then Xiaoling will leave first."

"Ah."

Back under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree again, Zhang Zheng was in a good mood. He opened the lunch wrapped in paper and found two hard steamed buns.Zhang Zheng picked up one and gnawed it. Although it was unpalatable and tasteless, it was at least much more delicious than weed roots.

While nibbling on the buns, he thought about his escape plan.The weedy land in the southwest, the ground is very soft, it should be easy to dig a small passage leading to the outside.When the time comes, let Xiao Ling go outside to meet her, and everything should be fine!

Thinking of this, Zhang Zheng couldn't help applauding his wit.

Anything like bribing the guards, or something like sex with Chen Shilei are all floating clouds.Relying on others is not as reliable as relying on yourself.

In the evening, Xiao Ling did not come.

It seems that Xiaoling should be in trouble.Zhang Zheng thought to himself.When the time comes, ask her if she wants to leave the General's Mansion with him.After all, living with one more person makes life less lonely.

Zhang Zheng finished eating the leftover steamed buns at noon, then gritted his teeth and took a bath with cold water.Shivering from the cold, he rushed directly to the bed and covered himself with the quilt.

"What the hell, how do you live without hot water?" Zhang Zheng said with teeth clenched. "It's only autumn. If winter comes, will I freeze to death?"

"Damn it, it's all because of that dead old woman, who caused me to fall into this field. And that bastard Chen Shilei, who usually keeps saying trust me, and loses the chain at a critical moment."

"Oh shit, it's really cold!"

There were no candles in the room, and there was no moonlight outside. It was dark all around, and the door was kicked down by Chen Shilei last night. Now the cold wind was blowing straight inside, Zhang Zheng, who was cold and hungry, was almost on the verge of collapse.

A line from "Falling Flowers" couldn't help appearing in his mind:

In the cold night, the north wind blows, and there is no one to comfort me.

"No, no, no, you can't be so mournful! Grandma said that when a car reaches the mountain, there must be a road, and when a boat reaches the bridge, it will be straight. Life is beautiful, and everything will get better!" Zhang Zheng shook his head and patted his face with both hands. explain. "When Xiaoling finds me a little hoe tomorrow, I can start my plan!"

"Very good, very good, go to sleep, and get enough energy to do things."

After lying down for less than a minute, Zhang Zheng began to miss his mobile phone and tablet again, followed by the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by his mother, and finally counted the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to hypnotize him.

"One osmanthus cake, two osmanthus cakes, three osmanthus cakes..."

Just when he was about to fall asleep, he heard footsteps in the house and woke up instantly.

"Who?"

Zhang Zheng sat up holding the thin quilt, leaning against the wall and asked vigilantly.

Chen Shilei was here last night, so it couldn't be him today.he thought.

Turns out, he was wrong.Chen Shilei came to Zhang Zheng's room reeking of alcohol again.

"What about people?"

Chen Shilei sat by the bed, and roared angrily without touching anyone.

Zhang Zheng stayed where he was, silently.Hearing Chen Shilei's heavy breathing, Zhang Zheng quietly got out of the quilt, and moved towards the end of the bed bit by bit.

Just when he was about to get out of bed, a gust of cold wind blew in, so cold that he couldn't hold back and sneezed.

!!!

Fuck!This is so - cheating! ! !

Unable to think too much, Zhang Zheng immediately accelerated his movements, wanting to get off the bed.

In the end, Chen Shilei stopped him one step ahead and threw him back on the bed.

"Where do you want to go? Huh?"

Chen Shilei asked coldly.

"Wherever I go is my freedom!"

Zhang Zheng struggled.

"You're not allowed to go anywhere. You're mine, you're mine, and you're mine."

As he spoke, Chen Shilei buried his head on Zhang Zheng's neck, and roughly unbuttoned his clothes with both hands.

"Fuck? Chen Shilei, are you fucking okay???" Zhang Zheng put his hands on Chen Shilei's chest and asked in disbelief.

Chen Shilei was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly told Zhang Zheng if he could do it.

Zhang Zheng:? ? ?

Chen Shilei, I'll fuck your uncle! ! !

afterwards.

Chen Shilei fell asleep holding Zhang Zheng again, while the latter lay exhausted in his arms.

If grandma found out that I had sex with a man, or three times, would she be so angry that she would pick up a spatula and drive me out of the house?

Zhang Zheng thought to himself.

Zhang Zheng couldn't help laughing when he thought of his grandmother's furious appearance.But laughing and laughing, tears flowed down involuntarily.

He must live well and happily, so that Grandma can rest assured.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zheng turned around, took the initiative to lean into Chen Shilei's arms, and buried his head in his arms.

Because the quilt was too thin, he was afraid that he would catch a cold. After all, the body is the capital of the revolution.Besides, Grandma will feel distressed if she is frozen.

Zhang Zheng convinced himself in this way.