Maoshan Ghostbusters

Zhuang Mengdie was hiding under the bed, and he could see clearly. Unexpectedly, Zhang Ai swept the corner of his eyes and saw an eye in the gap between the sheets.

Zhang Aihong knew immediately.

Zhuang Mengdie looked at her and glanced at herself for several times, but felt that something was wrong, and immediately retracted under the bed, never daring to stretch her head and peek.

But it was too late, and Zhang Aihong had found her.

Zhang Aihong suddenly glared at Lao Zhou and said fiercely, "Lao Zhou, I said what the **** did you hide in the bedroom when you came back, it turns out that you hid someone in this house."

Lao Zhou couldn't laugh or cry, "Aihong, don't be nervous anymore, I came here to call you to eat. If you don't eat, you will get cold."

"You are hiding her, when do you plan to hide?"

Zhang Aihong said, tears welled up in his eyes, looking very wronged, making Lao Zhou inexplicable. He stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Aihong's arm, and said sternly, "You will eat for me and stop thinking about it. "

Zhang Aihong shook off Lao Zhou's hand, "Don't want to play with me anymore." After that, she walked to the bed, shuddered, opened the sheets, and said sharply, "Come out! Don't hide under the bed Up."

Zhuang Mengdie had to smile awkwardly and got out from under the bed.

When Lao Zhou saw Zhuang Mengdie, he couldn't help being shocked, "It's you again, aren't you the writer of mystery novels? Why are you in my house?"

The little boy hopped in and said with a smile, "This aunt is everywhere."

Zhang Aihong was even more annoyed when she saw the look of Lao Zhou and his son, "Huh? It turns out that you both know her, Lao Zhou, you tell me today, who is she yours?"

Lao Zhou smiled bitterly, "I don't even know her. I just saw her on the set."

Zhang Aihong said, "Just seeing her, can she follow you home?"

The little boy said, "Auntie, what's the matter with you? It's always fascinating."

Zhuang Mengdie had to sigh, "Actually, I got here after being hit by the light from a hairpin. I didn't belong here."

"Auntie, where did you belong?"

"A place far away."

Old Zhou and his son stared at each other, showing incredible expressions.

"But why do we always see you?"

"It's mainly the issuing card. It can change different scenes. I was switched back and forth between several scenes by it. Naturally, we can always meet each other."

Lao Zhou said suspiciously, "What is the card issue?"

"It's that beautiful red butterfly hairpin."

"Did Zeng Yuqing issue the card?"

"Yes."

"How could this happen?"

"I do not know either."

At this moment, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded behind him.

"This family can't go on any longer, Lao Zhou, a shameless beast, has openly taken the woman home."

Zhuang Mengdie looked back and was so scared that she almost sat on the ground.

Holding a kitchen knife, Zhang Aihong glared at herself.

Lao Zhou was so angry that he put his rice bowl on the table, planning to go forward and grab the kitchen knife in Zhang Aihong's hand, but she drew away flexibly.

"Aihong, don't be nervous, I don't know her at all. She came here after being hit by some strange light."

Zhang Aihong gritted her teeth and said, "What she said is all nonsense. What was hit by a strange light? In my opinion, she was hit by you Zhou Xuguang, right? What she said can't even fool a three-year-old child."

Zhuang Mengdie looked at the fierce light in her eyes, and she was trembling with fright, "Sister Zhang Aihong, what I said is all true. If it is false, I am willing to be struck by lightning."

Zhang Aihong laughed and pointed at Zhuang Mengdie with a kitchen knife, saying, "Girl, eldest sister, I have been married for many years, and my child is eight years old. I know men too well. But now I really admire my old Zhou, not only lying to myself. , And you lied to me with your child. Don’t think I’m a fool of you three. Today, if you don’t explain the matter between you and Lao Zhou, don’t want to get out of this house alive.”

"But, eldest sister, I'm telling the truth. I don't know Lao Zhou, but I have seen it on the set. Now that card is catching me and switching between scenes. I was confused by it."

"Huh? What are you talking about? The more I listen, the more confused I become. Since I refuse to speak, let this kitchen knife teach you a lesson. I believe that no one can lie in front of the kitchen knife!"

Zhang Aihong said, holding a kitchen knife and rushed towards Zhuang Mengdie.

Zhuang Mengdie screamed in fright and flashed aside.

The kitchen knife fell through and fell on a bamboo chair by the bed.

With a snap, the bamboo chair was cut with a big opening.

Seeing Zhang Aihong exerting such great effort, Zhuang Mengdie was so frightened that she sweated profusely, and hurriedly explained, "Sister Zhang Aihong, I hope you calm down. I really have nothing to do with Lao Zhou. If you cut me, you have to Take legal responsibility."

"Legal responsibility? Girl, eldest sister, I'm not scared, don't talk about those useless twists and turns, just say how you met Lao Zhou, and how did you hook him up?"

"Eldest sister, if there is nothing, don't think about it."

Lao Zhou finally couldn't stand Zhang Aihong's mischief. He stepped forward and threw a punch, which hit the wrist of Zhang Aihong's hand holding the kitchen knife.

Zhang Aihong couldn't help but let go of her hand, cried, and the kitchen knife fell.

Lao Zhou took advantage of the situation and hugged Zhang Aihong. The little boy quickly picked up the kitchen knife and took it back to the kitchen.

At this time, Zhang Aihong was completely controlled by Lao Zhou. Her arms were clenched tightly by Lao Zhou. She couldn't stretch her hands, so she had to kick her feet randomly. Old Monday was anxious and pressed her to the bed.

At this time, Zhang Aihong couldn't move at all, so she pulled her throat and howled.

"I can't live this day. Lao Zhou stole other women and took them home. I'm dead, my God, how come I am blind, marrying such a bastard, it's not enough to be a woman outside, it's over Take it home."

The little boy took Zhuang Mengdie's hand, "Auntie, take advantage of my father's mother, you go quickly, or, after a while, my mother will see you and will make trouble."

Zhuang Mengdie nodded, "Does your mother often make trouble like this?"

The little boy nodded, "Every time she used a kitchen knife to force her father to tell her which aunt was close to him. She always suspected that her father had other women outside, so she was so excited when she saw you today. Don't be surprised. what."

Zhuang Mengdie shook his head, "No."

The little boy waved to her politely, "Auntie, goodbye."

Zhuang Mengdie walked out of Lao Zhou's house and stood in the corridor. He could still hear Zhang Aihong's cry, "Let go of me! I will kill her! Lao Zhou, you bastard, I will kill her first and then you! "