"Yes." Jiang Cheng suddenly stopped talking.

He walked silently to the intersection, and Gu Fei walked to the street of his house. Jiang Cheng didn't even feel like saying goodbye, but Gu Fei didn't say anything.

He pulled his mask and walked towards Li Baoguo.

From a distance, I heard someone quarreling in front of me, which was very fierce, and it was a combination of both men and women.

When I got closer, I saw clearly that it was the building next to Li Baoguo. There was a man and a woman standing downstairs, and there was also a man and a woman on the window on the second floor.

The reason for the quarrel was not heard, but the team members on both sides scolded people very seriously and spoke clearly.

Various genitals and indescribable scenes gushed out, and some words were repeated from time to time. Jiang Cheng felt embarrassed for them when he heard this.

When he walked downstairs, the man on the second floor suddenly appeared at the window with a basin. When Jiang Cheng saw it, he quickly jumped to the side and took two steps.

Immediately afterwards a pot of water with vegetable leaves poured down.

Although he was not soaked in his head, he was still splashed all over. He was so disgusting that his mask was almost flying out.

"Are you sick? A bunch of idiots!" he yelled, "I have the kind of go out to fight! You're fucking shrews when you have the skills! You're cowardly!"

After shouting, he didn't look at the person next to him, and turned around and entered the corridor.

I don’t know if those who quarreled were stunned by his yelling or if they didn’t understand what he was yelling. In short, the two sides lowered their volume and cursed for a few words and then suddenly stopped the fight.

Jiang Cheng patted the water on his body and a few vegetable leaves the size of a fingernail. Fuck!

As soon as he took out the key, Li Baoguo's door opened. Li Baoguo poked his head out and smiled: "Are you just now?"

"What?" Jiang Cheng asked in a thick voice in anger.

"Good scolding," Li Baoguo said with a smile, "like my son."

Jiang Cheng didn't answer his words and entered the house.

The house was still so dilapidated, but I was a little angry today.

There were a table of dishes, and two men and women sitting next to the table, with three children, packing the small living room.

"Come on, Chengcheng," Li Baoguo closed the door, came over and raised his arm intimately and put it on his shoulder, "I'll introduce it to you."

Jiang Cheng hated being patted by unfamiliar people on their backs, and gritted his teeth and did not throw him away.

"This is your brother Li Hui, boss," Li Baoguo said to a man of twenty-six or seven years old, and then pointed to the young woman next to him, "This is your sister-in-law, those two nephews... call uncle!"

The two little boys watching TV next to him looked here together, and turned their heads back as if they didn't hear it.

"Hey! Bear thing! Let you call you uncle!" Li Baoguo roared.

The two children didn't even turn their heads again this time.

"You..." Li Baoguo pointed to the other side and wanted to say something, but he seemed to have no idea what to say.

"It's okay, I'm not familiar with it," Jiang Cheng patted his arm. He just wanted to free himself from Li Baoguo's voice and saliva as soon as possible, and the arm that put on his shoulders made him stiff all over his body.

"I'll settle the score with you later!" Li Baoguo pointed to another woman again, "This is your sister, Li Qian, your brother-in-law... your niece is called uncle!"

"Uncle." A girl next to him, who was about four or five years old, called him uncle, and her voice was very low, as if she was frightened.

"Hello." Jiang Cheng squeezed out a smile.

Li Baoguo finally let him go. He said, changed his clothes and quickly entered the inner room. He closed the door and closed his eyes against the door.

From the beginning of his entry in this room, no one except Li Baoguo had any smile on his face.

When Li Baoguo introduced him one by one, everyone just nodded without saying a word.

But this kind of coldness does not seem to be dissatisfied with him, nor does it mean that he is dissatisfied with any dissatisfaction, but that kind of natural, innate, with a hint of confusion.

It's even more terrifying and depressing.

In just one or two minutes, Jiang Cheng felt breathless.

He took off his coat, supported the wall and took a few big breaths, slowly vomited out, inhaled, then slowly vomited out, and then sighed softly.

He doesn't remember how much he's sighing these days, it's enough to blow out a welcome balloon.

After staying in the room for a few minutes, Li Baoguo started calling him loudly again outside. He had to rub his face, open the door and walk out.

Everyone in the room had already sat at the table, and the two bears who were only concerned about watching TV were also ready. Not only did they sit down, but they also started eating. They grabbed the ribs and chewed them on the plate.

"Let's have a meal." Li Qian said, reaching out to get the job in front of him.

"Thank you, I'll do it myself," Jiang Cheng quickly picked up the bowl, "You eat yours."

"Let her be prosperous," said Li Baoguo, "this thing is done by women."

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment. Li Qian took the bowl from him and went to the pot next to him to serve him with rice.

"Come on, I have to drink some good wine today," Li Baoguo picked up two bottles of wine from the ground. It was probably brought by Li Qian or Li Hui, but before Jiang Cheng could see what wine it was, he had already opened the door of the cabinet next to him, put the wine in, and took a bottle out of the cabinet, "This is my own brew, thorny fruit wine."

"Just drink the two bottles of wine that Li Qian has taken," Li Hui was a little reluctant. "You still always take out the broken wine to offer treasures, drinking the smell of shabu shabu water."

"Oh," Li Baoguo put the bottle on the table, "I think your wine is not good? I think it's not good, you bring the wine, and you'll pick it when you come back with both hands?"

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Sister-in-law spoke, her tone full of dissatisfaction. "When my son comes back, you just stare at him bringing his things."

"Shut up!" Li Baoguo glared, "When is it the turn of women in our family to speak!"

"What's wrong with a woman!" Sister-in-law raised her voice, "Without me, can you have two grandchildren? It means that your daughter gave birth to a grandson for you? She can't even give birth to a grandson!"

Jiang Cheng felt a little shocked. He was shocked that the family would start arguing in just a few words, shocked them to quarrel at such a dinner party that needed to express the minimum family harmony. He was even more shocked when he saw the silent Li Qian and his wife.

"I have a grandson because I have a son!" Li Baoguo's voice was so loud that he could shake the broken light on his head. "I have another son now. I want a grandson, it's a matter of minutes! Li Hui, you are still not a man, you can't even let go of your wife's virtue, right?"

"What's the point of arguing!" Li Hui stood up as soon as he slammed his chopsticks. He didn't know whether he was speaking to Li Baoguo or his wife.

"Why are you asking me if you are arguing? You don't know what you are arguing!" My sister-in-law shouted in a sharp voice.

When the throat came out, the two bears who were grabbing vegetables were crying at the same time, as if they were raising an alarm, making the human brain feel sore.

Jiang Cheng stood up and turned back to his room, closing the door.

There was still a quarrel outside, men shouting, women shouting, and children crying, and this breaking can't stop these desperate voices.

Behind the thin wooden board is his real family. The family that he feels upset in TV series is the kind of person he always looks down on, no, he doesn't even look down on it, he's the kind of person he never notices at all.

If he had grown up here in the past ten years, would he be the same as them?

Is my personality of being able to touch and time out of the rebellious period a hereditary?

Is it written in his genes?

The rebellious period? Maybe it is not the rebellious period at all.

But his terrible nature.

The door behind him was knocked lightly twice, and the people outside were still arguing. He even heard the sound of someone kicking over the chair. If he hadn't leaned against the door, he wouldn't have heard the slight knock.

"Jiang Cheng?" Li Qian's voice came from outside, just as light and soft.

He hesitated for a few seconds, turned around and opened the door a crack, looking at Li Qian who was standing outside the door, feeling a little uneasy.

"Are you okay?" Li Qian asked.

"It's okay." Jiang Cheng replied.

Are you okay? You should ask Li Qian this.

"That..." Li Qian turned around and looked at the room of black smoke, "I'll get you some food, can you eat in the room?"

"No, thank you," said Jiang Cheng, "I really... can't eat it."

Li Qian didn't say anything anymore, he closed the door again and locked it.

After standing in the room for a long time, he walked to the window and grabbed the handle on the window and twisted it twice.

The window did not move.

From the day he came, he wanted to try to open the window, but he never succeeded. The window was as firmly as if it had been welded to death.

Jiang Cheng grabbed the handle and twisted it hard a few more times, and then began to push it.

The sweat was so hard that it was not successful.

Staring at the window and listening to the chaos outside, he felt that something was about to explode.

He grabbed the chair behind him and swung it towards the window.

The window glass made a huge crisp sound.

This sound made Jiang Cheng feel very happy. The pores all over his body seemed to stand up at this moment. He held the chair and smashed it on him again.

The glass was shattered all over the floor.

He smashed it all the time, and the quarrels in the living room turned into door smashing, and he was too lazy to listen.

After the window glass was broken, he kicked the empty window frame.

The window is open.

The sound of a key came from outside the door. He stretched his hand to the windowsill and jumped out directly.
Chapter completed!