Marriage in crisis

I saw Zhang Xuejuan trembling violently, her eyes fixed in one direction, her expression stiff, and her face turned pale.

I said to the person holding the phone in the picture, "Let me see who is talking."

The people inside were really obedient and rotated the angle of the phone screen in cooperation.

At this moment, I saw a man walking over from the woods on the slow slope.

He was wearing a black jacket, black overalls, and a pair of round-top soft-soled loafers. He had a slim figure and a strong step.

Looking at it sharply, I saw the body shape and posture, as well as the long sideburns and high bridge of the nose. I thought it was Deng Jiazhe who had come back to life.

However, this is Deng Jiafeng.

Chi Xi exclaimed, "Holy shit, he looks so much like Deng Jiazhe!"

I stared at that figure and said noncommittally, "Indeed, Deng Jiafeng is as thin as Deng Jiazhe. The eldest son of the Deng family looks like the second son, and Deng Yanan looks like Deng Jiaming. It seems that Deng Jiafeng is really back!" "

Deng Jiafeng walked to the back of his parents' grave and looked condescendingly at Zhang Xuejuan, who was standing below and looking at him blankly.

Their eyes met, Deng Jiafeng spoke again in a sinister voice, "Kneel down!"

Zhang Xuejuan's mouth was chattering and she stared at Deng Jiafeng. She didn't say a word for a long time, but she still stood.

Deng Jiafeng took out his hand that had been in his pocket, but there was a black pistol in his hand. He said again without any doubt, "Kneel down!"

Zhang Xuejuan's eyes suddenly shrank and she slowly knelt down.

"Oh! Is this right? Those who know the current affairs are heroes! Don't you just like this posture?" Deng Jiaming sat cross-legged and looked at Zhang Xuejuan who was kneeling in front of him and said, "It is said that this posture is for listening to music." Nan’s homely meal!”

Zhang Xuejuan withdrew her gaze from Deng Jiafeng, looked at Deng Jiaming, and said, "Let me take a look at Tingnan."

Deng Jiaming was extremely cooperative this time and immediately put the phone in front of her.

I can't see the picture of the phone here, but I can hear the sound. I only heard another voice from inside, "Mom!"

"Tingnan, tell mom, where are you?" Zhang Xuejuan said eagerly into the phone.

Deng Tingnan's timid voice came from inside, "...I don't know!"

"Who took you away? Didn't I ask you to stay there? Would I go find you?" Zhang Xuejuan roared with anger.

"Lao San!" Deng Jiafeng was heard shouting.

Deng Jiaming immediately took back his phone and said into the phone, "Be good, my third uncle will visit you in a few days! Ah!"

"Let me say a few words to her! Third child!" Zhang Xuejuan stretched out her hand and looked at Deng Jiaming with a pleading look on her face.

"You don't deserve to talk to her anymore!" Deng Jiafeng said, "Over the years, I have warned you many times for abusing your children, but you still turned a deaf ear. Not only did you punish her to kneel down, but you also neglected to take care of her. Zhang Xuejuan, you mother and daughter Our fate ends here!"

"What do you want to do? Deng Jiafeng?" Zhang Xuejuan's lips trembled slightly and she looked at him fiercely.

"Since you sent her away, let's never leave her again!" Deng Jiafeng took a step forward, still glaring at her, "You, a woman with such a heart as a snake, are not worthy of a queen."

"What do you want?" Zhang Xuejuan knelt straight, as if she was thinking about it at any time, "Where did you take her?"

"This is not your concern anymore. You should think carefully about how you can explain these new graves to me!" Deng Jiafeng had already jumped down from the high slope and stood in front of Zhang Xuejuan.

Deng Jiaming took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, shook out two, lit them together, then pulled out one and handed it to Deng Jiafeng, who took it directly and put it in his mouth.

The two people took quite the same steps. They took a deep breath, exhaled a puff of smoke, and then looked at Zhang Xuejuan.

Zhang Xuejuan felt a little panicked and clenched her hands, but her words were strong, "What do you want to do? Deng Jiafeng, don't forget, you are still wanted. It's best to be calm, I can pretend I didn't see you" you!"

Deng Jiafeng answered the question without any panic at all, and said, "Let's start with Deng Yaozu! What did you feed me that rainy night?"

"I don't understand what you are saying? Deng Jiafeng, don't blame everything on me. I followed you when I was 18 years old. For you, I did not hesitate to sever ties with everyone in my natal family, but your Deng family What did you do to me?"

Zhang Xuejuan looked at Deng Jiafeng angrily and growled out her half-life-long pent-up resentment.

Deng Jiafeng had already put back the things in his hands and was standing beside Zhang Xuejuan casually, watching her craning her neck and yelling at him, showing no emotion at all.