That afternoon, I went to the workshop to find Xiao Meihua, but it was her turn to work the night shift tonight. I was anxious and very upset. After work in the evening, I immediately returned to the living area and asked several people in front of the female workers' dormitory building. Only then did someone help me call Xiao Meihua out of the dormitory. Because I had to work the night shift tonight, she was sleeping in the dormitory.

"What's the matter with me?" Xiao Meihua went downstairs with sleepy eyes and was surprised to see me.

"Did the contracted land of your family be occupied by the people from Xiao Weizhuang?" I asked anxiously.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Xiao Meihua didn't know why I suddenly mentioned this, and a look of confusion appeared on her face.

"They occupied your land and there were no procedures. Go and sue them quickly." I was busy expressing my thoughts.

"Surrender them? Where can I go?" Xiao Meihua's eyes lit up and then dimmed again.

"Go to the city to report, I will write you a letter. You can find someone in the city and ask her to help you." I said with great confidence a little ignorant.

"Are you looking for Lu Yu?" Xiao Meihua's eyes lit up again.

"No, find another person, she... is more useful than the master." When I said this, my voice hiccupped.

When Xiao Meihua heard the news, she hurriedly invited me upstairs. This was my first time entering the female workers' dormitory. The chaos and crowding were completely beyond my previous imagination. I discussed with Xiao Meihua and wrote a letter to Yuan Yuan, asking her to help report the matters of the Xiao family. This was the first time I did such a thing, and my heart was filled with uneasiness and uneasiness.

The winter solstice is about to come, and the day is already very short. When I wrote a letter to Xiao Meihua, it was already completely dark when I came out. Under the cold street lights, there were no people playing cards, chess, chatting in the past, and no children running wildly in groups, which seemed extremely desolate and deserted. Only a little noise came from the cinema in the factory. I hadn't been to the movie for a long time. When I passed the row of "widow's rooms" in front of the woods, I heard the tender cry of a child, as if he was infected, and immediately another joined in, forming a crying chorus.

The night was falling and the cool breeze gradually became stronger. I came to the dark courtyard gate, took out the key, and was about to open the dark lock on the courtyard gate. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in front of me.

"Who?" I screamed in a panic and instinctively.

"Wow—" A child's cry sounded in the thick twilight, and then a woman's deep sob came: "Brother Wu Ping, it's me..."

"You..." When I calmed down and finally saw the face of the visitor clearly, I couldn't help but be surprised, "Sister Hong... how could you... be you?"

My heart almost burst out of my throat. I wasted a lot of energy, so I trembled and inserted the key into the keyhole, opened the iron gate of the courtyard, and quickly welcomed Yin Hong and his son.

"Don't close the door, you still have luggage." Yin Hong stepped into the yard and turned around and said sadly.

Because I was so panic, I didn't notice a bicycle parked in the dark shadow outside the door. A large package was hung on the handlebar in front and a small camphor wooden box tied on the frame behind. I quickly pushed the car and my luggage in. A weak woman was holding the child and pushing the bicycle full of luggage in panic. I really don't know how she came here from the south of the city.

"Sister Hong, you guys are waiting here first, I...I'll go to the power distribution room behind to get the keys." My brain didn't have time to think, so I explained in panic and ran to the backyard quickly.

When I ran back with a bunch of keys, Yin Hong was already holding the child and sitting on the water table under the old ginkgo tree. She was probably really tired. I picked up the package and wooden box from the car, and climbed up to the second floor with Yin Hong, who was holding the child, opened the door of the room she had lived in, fumbled to find the light switch line behind the door, and lit up the fluorescent light in the room.

"Brother Wu Ping, please help me hug Xiaozhuang."

Before I could speak, Yin Hong had already handed the child in her arms to my hand, turned around and unpacked the large package with the bed sheet, took out the bedding inside, and made it nimblely.

"Sister Hong, what happened?" I held the child in my arms, stood there awkwardly and did not dare to move, for fear of waking the child again.

Yin Hong looked sad and did not answer my question. She continued to clean up the bed quickly. Although her hair was scattered and her expression was tired at this time, she was still like a lily in the dark night, unable to conceal her charming elegance and beauty.

"Okay, bring Xiaozhuang over." Yin Hong straightened her waist and casually sorted out the black hair that had fallen off her face.

I handed the sleeping child to Yin Hong. She gently placed Xiaozhuang on the bed, pulled the quilt and covered it, and then carefully tucked the surroundings. Then she turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Sister Hong, what happened? What happened?" I spoke again and asked carefully.

The bright red nose wings flapped, bit the red lips lightly, slowly raised his head, and the tears that had already gathered in his eyelids finally burst out: "Brother Wu Ping, your elder brother Peng...he...he died."

"What did you say? Brother Peng...what is wrong?" I thought I had heard it, my eyes turned black, and I felt the floor under my feet sinking.

"Your Brother Peng, he died, wuwu..." Yin Hong's shoulders twitched violently, and tears flowed across Ruyu's cheeks.

My heart seemed to be stabbed by a steel knife, and I felt a bloody pain in my heart, and my whole body was involuntarily convulsed. Peng Dazhuang, platoon leader Peng, this honest soldier who was handsome, had a rough behavior, and had come and go like the wind, suddenly disappeared like the wind. Is this true? Destiny, why do you always tease the weak people and interpret such an absurd story to them? Is it really a jealous beauty... After a long time, the bright red tears slowly solidified. Looking at her painful and desperate appearance, my heart also condensed into ice.

"Why is the Zhao family unfair to you when I brought Xiaozhuang out so late?" I gasped for a long time and couldn't help but ask quietly.

My words evoked Yin Hong's sadness again, and her tears fell down like broken pearls again. After choking for a long time, I learned the whole story from her intermittent crying. About 20 days ago, Yin Hong received the news of Peng Dazhuang's sacrifice. Just when she was immersed in infinite grief and anger, the male owner who usually coveted her beauty, intentionally or unintentionally harassed her. At first, he was still obscure, just saying something ambiguous. Seeing Yin Hong endurance blindly, he actually touched her in the past two days.

This evening, the director's wife went out for a wedding banquet. Brother Zhao and Wu didn't know where they went after get off work. Yin Hong had just returned home and was feeding Xiaozhuang. Director Zhao suddenly broke into her room, hugged her slender waist, and opened his mouth to her open arms. Yin Hong screamed in an instinctively, slapped the man named Zhao hard. The despicable guy was so angry that he started fighting with Yin Hong. Just when he was about to succeed, the director's wife, who was mean and often spoke coldly to Yin Hong and his son, suddenly came back. When she saw her husband entangled with Yin Hong, she was immediately jealous and insulted Yin Hong as a vixen with the most despicable and dirty language, and inhumanly drove the lonely mother and son out of the house.

The homeless Yin Hong and his son found me in a helpless situation, but I helped Xiao Meihua write a letter. When I returned to the guesthouse, she was already holding the child in the cold wind and waiting for two hours.

"I will settle the score with this beast named Zhao sooner or later!" I cursed fiercely with gritted teeth.

"Forget it, Brother Wu Ping, they have power and power. We can't afford to mess with each other and can't hide. Besides... Besides, he is still Peng Dazhuang's uncle, ah..." Yin Hong's tears were frozen on her eyelashes, lowered her eyes, and sighed softly.

"What uncle in my family? He is a beast!"

I punched the edge of the bed, awakening the sleeping Xiaozhuang. The child cried out loud. Yin Hong quickly bowed and picked up his son, shaking in his arms and coaxed him in a low voice.

It was late at night and people were not asleep. When I went downstairs, I caught a glimpse of the unjustly death female ghost on the tree and was chatting uneasy. I begged to the female ghost, and there were people as pitiful as you live on the building. I hope you can bless them well. The female ghost seemed to understand, and a gentle smile appeared on her pale face.

When I returned to the power distribution room in the backyard, I lay on the small bed without washing up. Thinking about the bizarre experience of this day, my mood was ups and downs and I couldn't sleep. Just like the dark night, the thickness was really unsolvable.
Chapter completed!