The godmother crawled to Zhang Lang's side and hugged Zhang Lang's legs, "Wolf cub, mom is fine, you can't do stupid things!"

Tang Feifei rushed up again and hugged Zhang Lang's waist, "Wolf cub... don't! Wake up! It's not worth it for a few gangsters!"

The call of relatives made the red light in Zhang Lang's eyes fade, and the murderous intent in his heart began to dissipate.

"Stop! Zhang Lang, don't do stupid things!" Li Deyuan, who rushed over after hearing the news, shouted loudly.

"Silly things? What is stupid things? We are fighting hard on the front line, bleeding and sacrificing, and this group of scumbags bullied our parents and teased our daughter-in-law?" Zhang Lang's eyes turned red again.

"I also came from the army, and I have also been to the battlefield! Believe me, I will not let them go!" As he spoke, Mayor Li finally arrived, panting and thinking to Zhang Lang to assure him.

Zhang Lang lowered his gun and stared at him, "Can you really guarantee it?"

"Don't worry... I am also a soldier. I have no less feelings for the army than you. I promise you with my party spirit that I will never let go of any scum that bullies the military family." Mayor Li pressed his right hand on his chest, as if Zhang Lang solemnly promised.

"Wolf cub... Mom is fine! Mom fell down by herself. Don't do stupid things!" The godmother hugged Zhang Lang's legs and persuaded loudly.

"Godmother!" The red light in Zhang Lang's eyes faded, and he woke up and hurriedly squatted down to help his godmother.

Tang Feifei was originally holding Zhang Lang's waist from behind, but Zhang Lang bent down and squatted down. Tang Feifei was caught off guard and almost fell down, and lay on Zhang Lang.

"I'm sorry... sister-in-law!" Zhang Lang didn't care about helping his godmother, so he turned around and helped Tang Feifei up before he helped his godmother again.

Tang Feifei, who had never had contact with a man so close, was so embarrassed that her face was flushed, and she was a little at a loss when she stood there.

"Godmother, please see where you feel uncomfortable, don't break it." Zhang Lang didn't have time to pay attention to Tang Feifei's expression, and helped her up with a nervous look on her face and patted the soil on her body.

"It's okay, mom is okay! I'm just old and my legs are not smooth, so I fell down." My godmother stood up and took Zhang Lang's hand to comfort him, for fear that he would be impulsive again.

In fact, Zhang Lang is a kind of disease, psychological disease, battlefield syndrome, suspicion, compulsive, irritable, and in severe cases, it will become bloodthirsty, violent, and even suicide.

Zhang Lang is relatively light, and it doesn’t matter as long as he is not stimulated.

This is also the crime path that many veterans have taken to the death after the resignation of the army in the last life of Deng Gong.

Because of the first time Mr. Deng’s disarmament, many of them went to the battlefield. They went on the road of crime, not only because of life problems, but also because of battlefield psychological syndrome.

If you cannot obtain effective control and guidance for a long time and cannot integrate into society, you will gradually become disconnected from society and move from the hero of the people to the opposite of the people.

In fact, Zhang Lang had a serious mental illness in his previous life, but it was not a battlefield syndrome.

It was because of the accidental death of my mother, and my godmother-in-law and sister-in-law were crushed by the snowstorm and buried alive. She felt guilty and self-blame for a long time, which caused serious depression.

This is also the fundamental reason why Zhang Lang kept making trouble in his previous life and was still not married in his fifties.

Depression in turn suppresses battlefield syndrome.

In this life, Zhang Lang got off the battlefield and then transferred to the local area, without the time to relieve himself.

My mother and godmother were living well, so there was no suppression of another mental illness. Due to the stimulation of the outside world, Zhang Lang's battlefield syndrome broke out for the first time.

Seeing that Zhang Lang finally calmed down, Li Zhen let out a long sigh. If something happened to Zhang Lang, he would not be able to explain to several leaders in the county.

He quickly waved his hand and asked someone to take the six little gangsters away.

"Zhang Lang, hurry up and take the aunt and the eldest girl into the car and go to the county town! Leave the matter here to me."

"Yes...yes! Wolf cub, hurry up and take your mother away. It's too late for the doctors in the hospital to get off work!" The godmother pulled Zhang Lang into the car.

"Mom, wait a moment," Zhang Lang had already woken up, stabilized his godmother, turned around and handed the pistol to Mayor Li, "Master, I know that I have violated discipline today. When I finish treating my godmother, I will come back to accept the legal sanctions."

Mayor Li took the pistol and patted Zhang Lang on the shoulder to comfort him, "Okay, I know this, you can take the aunt to see a doctor with peace of mind! I will handle it."

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The car driving towards the county town was very silent, and Zhang Lang lowered his head and thought about his thoughts.

Zhang Lang, who woke up, knew that he was inappropriate and might have battlefield syndrome.

However, this kind of treatment cannot be cured by knowing it. The US military is so developed in later generations and has no effective treatment, let alone China, which is relatively backward now.

My godmother looked at Zhang Lang sitting in the front passenger seat with concern. She was an ordinary peasant woman. Although she didn't know any battlefield syndrome, she also knew that Zhang Lang's performance was somewhat inappropriate today.

Tang Feifei blushed and secretly thought about her worries. Today's incident had a great impact on Tang Feifei.

In the morning, Zhang Lang's naked upper body, crisscrossed scars, and his face with clear edges and angular rays, looked so strong and crazi, like a drug, with a fatal attraction.

Men like to look at beautiful women, and women also have many fantasies about strong and handsome men.

Just now in the town, Zhang Lang's coldness not only did not scare Tang Feifei, but instead gave her a special sense of security.

Knowing that he shouldn't have thought, Tang Feifei told herself that she was Shi Tou's wife. When Shi Tou left, she should guard her mother-in-law and be filial to Shi Tou.

But my mind couldn't help but be full of Zhang Lang's figure.

The figure suddenly opened the door when he was most desperate.

The figure who was walking upright on the mountain road with a cart.

The cold figure who held himself behind him and pointed a gun at the hooligan.

Tang Feifei struggled violently, and the two voices were like devils, constantly making noise.

"Are you right to the dead stone? Don't forget that if it weren't for the stone, you would have been taken away by the wolf."

"It's an era, and you no longer care about keeping your integrity. Now you advocate free love. You must boldly pursue your own happiness."

"He is Shi Tou's comrade. If you do this, will it be right for Shi Tou? When Shi Tou leaves, you should be filial and not think about it."

"It is not a contradiction between fulfilling filial piety and remarriage, so you can continue to fulfill filial piety. Besides, my mother-in-law is now living with Zhang Lang. Isn't it just right to marry Zhang Lang?"

"You are shameless? You are a widow and a young man, how could you marry a widow?"

"No...not that!"

Tang Feifei let out a painful moan.

"Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you? Where is it uncomfortable?" Zhang Lang turned his head and asked with concern.
Chapter completed!