do not move!This is my daughter-in-law

When Feng Yi arrived, Tang Han was already standing by the river waiting for him.

She was wearing a black cotton sweater, the hat was buttoned on her head, her two arms were hanging on the railing, and one leg was dangling from time to time.

Looking from afar, Feng Yi didn't recognize it was her. He thought it was a hooligan sent by a nearby organization to collect protection fees. His whole body revealed [I'm not easy to mess with, and if you see me, go around quickly. 】 breath.

But this special aura dissipated the moment Tang Han turned her head, and a big, silly smile hung on her face.

"It's so early, my friend." Feng Yi walked up to Tang Han and patted her on the shoulder.

"One must be punctual and trustworthy." Tang Han said, "I can't keep my friend waiting for me for too long."

Feng Yi laughed, with a look of contempt in his eyes.

"Here, this is for you." Feng Yi said, walked to the side of the car and opened the trunk, and took out a long strip from inside.

It was an iron rod, the whole body was silver-white, and it shone dangerously under the illumination of the street lamp.

"Here, take it." Feng Yi took a piece of cloth and wrapped it around the end of the stick, and handed it to Tang Han.

"Why do you want to do this?" Tang Han took the stick and shook it twice in his hand, then raised his head and asked Feng Yi.

"Prevent letting go." Feng Yi said, wrapping the other end of the cloth around Tang Han's wrist.

Tang Han felt a little itchy when Feng Yi touched her, so he lowered his head and laughed for a long time before stopping.

"Stop laughing." Feng Yi seemed to be a little annoyed by her laughter, and shouted at her in a low voice, pushing her forward hard.

"What's wrong?" Tang Han staggered when he pushed her back, and turned her head to look at him strangely.

"Go and try." Feng Yi said, took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth and lit it, "I took a look when I first came here, there is one over there."

"Oh." Tang Han responded, and took a few steps forward with a stick, "Aren't you coming with me?"

"For a while." Feng Yi said.

Tang Han didn't speak anymore, and walked into the alley not far in front of her with a stick.

It was already very late at this time, and this area was relatively quiet, almost no one came.

Anyone who can come here at night is only a lunatic or a bastard.

Tang Han took a deep breath and clenched the stick tightly in his hand.Her heart was beating so fast that she could hear it clearly.

Inexplicably, some messy images flashed through his mind again. Tang Han didn't escape this time, but let them play in his mind, as if he was in a movie.

In the picture are her sister Mengmeng, her two mothers, and the group of villagers who usually look very kind but at this time they are extremely ferocious.

Of course, there is also herself crying in the straw pile.

The gang of villagers formed a circle, they surrounded Liu Meng's house, shouting and clamoring.

They were talking loudly.

Tang Han gently pricked up his ears and held his breath.

She can hear clearly now, there are roars, and the two words that appear most often in their words are "abnormal".

"Look! These two foreign women are perverts!"

"Look! They are still holding hands, it's really not disgusting!"

"Get out! You polluted our village, we don't welcome you here, get out!"

Tang Han closed his eyes and frowned tightly.

"Hello." Tang Han hid the stick behind her back, she laughed, and said slowly to the man in front of her.

This is a man dressed in exaggerated clothes, he looks like a different kind of person, different from the group of people Tang Han usually sees.

It looks out of place.

"I have two mothers." Liu Meng's voice rang in her ears, "We escaped from the city."

"Why?" Tang Han asked Liu Meng curiously while playing with a stone in his hand.

"There is no room for our family in the city." Liu Meng sighed, holding a branch in his hand and scratching it on the ground, "They can't accept the relationship between my mother and them."

"That's it..." Little Tang Han sighed, "I think it's great to have two mothers, both of them are beautiful and gentle, how happy they are."

"Can you accept it?" Liu Meng asked her, looking extremely serious.

"Of course!" Tang Han laughed and held Liu Meng's hand, "Of course I can accept it!"

"You are so kind." Liu Meng touched Tang Han's head with her head, with a happy smile on her face, "I like you and your village. You are all good people!"

【you are wrong】

Tang Han smiled, took out the stick from behind and raised it.

【They are the same bad people as those who persecuted you before】

When the man saw such a pretty little girl coming to greet him, he thought he was getting a big deal, and when he was thinking about what to say or do something, he saw Tang Han holding up the stick.

【If it wasn't for them, your two mothers wouldn't have committed suicide, and you wouldn't have been kicked out...】

Tang Han didn't give the man a chance to react, she rushed up and hit the man on the head with a stick.

Probably because she was not used to using this kind of thing, Tang Han accidentally missed the shot, and the stick didn't land where she wanted, but landed on the man's shoulder.

[Why, there is no place for you? 】

Tang Han clicked his tongue lightly and raised the stick again.

[This world is so big, why can't it even accommodate two people who love each other? 】

This time the stick fell on the man's head, and he let out a scream, and fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.

Blood dripped from his temples and hit the concrete floor, making a nice and crisp sound.

Tang Han couldn't be more familiar with this color and smell, and she has kept this heavy memory for more than ten years by herself.

Tang Han never forgot how the two women with beautiful smiles died, how the blood stained the ground red, and how the villagers separated this matter from themselves.

This memory was so heavy that Tang Han was almost suffocated, and she didn't want to accept anything she saw, she just wanted to escape.

Tang Han laughed, and the laughter echoed in the alley along with the man's wailing.

"I was wrong, I beg you to forgive me!" the man said, shaking his head unceasingly, the expression on his face looked extremely broken.

"No, I was wrong." Tang Han whispered, there were tears in her eyes, and she looked extremely beautiful.

At that time, I was only blamed for being too weak and unable to do anything, so I could only hide and cry desperately.

No matter how many tears shed, what's the use, nothing can be redeemed.

She was punished for ten years at a time, and she never saw Liu Meng again in these ten years.

Tang Han took a deep breath, squatted gently in front of the man and looked at him.

"Hand over your valuables, and I won't beat you after you give it to me."

"Okay! Okay!" The man nodded quickly in agreement, and took out his mobile phone and wallet from his pocket.

It was a fancy phone with messy decorations on it. Tang Han took it and turned it over to look. There was a girl smiling happily on the phone case.

"Who is it?" Tang Han pointed at the girl.

"My sister!" The man cried, his body almost shaking into a sieve, "Don't even try to do anything to her!"

A burst of intense unhappiness slowly bloomed in Tang Han's heart.

"What are you doing?" Tang Han pointed at the man's face, "You're crying like this and still thinking..."

"I just have to protect her!" The man yelled, his voice sounded like it was split, "He's my sister! I don't know what enmity you have with me. I admit that I was beaten like this by you, but you If you dare to touch her..."

You see, even this guy talks about protection.

But as for me, I dare not even say the three words "protect you".

"I won't move her." Tang Han interrupted the man, "I won't even move you."

The man breathed a sigh of relief.

"But you have to cooperate with me for a while." Tang Han said, wiping the blood from the man's head onto his face, "Lie down, I've already knocked you out."

"Oh, oh..." The man didn't ask why, he moved back and leaned his head on the waste paper shells piled up in the corner.

Tang Han got up from the ground, stood up, walked out slowly with a stick in his hand, and when he was about to reach the entrance of the alley, Feng Yi just walked in.

Tang Han's face looked extremely pale, and his expression was a little dazed.

"How is it?" Feng Yi asked her.

Tang Han shook her head, and burst into tears. She untied the cloth strips in her hands indiscriminately, trembling all over her body.

"Yo, don't cry, don't cry." Feng Yi patted her on the back with a half-smile.

"There's a lot of blood..." Tang Han closed his eyes, tears streaming down, "I just did what you taught me, he, will he, come out..."

"It's okay." Feng Yi said, bypassing Tang Han and walking into the alley, "Isn't he dead? Even if he dies, it's okay. I'll help you deal with it."

Tang Han hummed from behind and nodded slightly.

"Did he give you the money?" Feng Yi asked.

"Yes, he gave me my phone and wallet!" When asked this question, Tang Han had a proud look on his face, as if she had done something worthy of praise.

Feng Yi glanced at the wallet and mobile phone in her hand, and nodded very satisfied.

A fool is easy to deceive.

Feng Yi smiled and touched the things in his pocket.

It will come in handy after a few more days of cultivating the relationship. It is definitely the most suitable candidate for her to trade.

The author has something to say: I felt quite depressed when I wrote this chapter myself...

I always feel that this society is too cruel, and I feel that homosexuals live too hard. They live under the ridicule of many people. They have to secretly hold hands and kiss. They have suffered more strange eyes and emotions than others. pain.

I have heard many people say that homosexuality is a mental illness, and some children were sent to electrotherapy after their sexuality was discovered...

The thing that chills me the most is the Internet audio-visual incident that caused quite a stir last year. A lot of same-sex radio dramas, movies, and online dramas have been taken off the shelves, and many posting bars have also been blocked. When I was browsing Weibo, I saw a sentence Especially heart-wrenching words.

"I have loved the country for more than 20 years, but now I realize that she doesn't love me and treats me as a pervert."

I hope that this society will be more tolerant and understanding in the future, at least it can give them some hope, and hope that one day they will be able to appear in front of everyone as a couple in a fair manner.

"This is my girlfriend." Or "This is my boyfriend."

"Yes, we are the same gender, but we just love each other."

Thank you, my baby Jiner, for mine qvq

Thank you Lolo for the nutrient solution~

Recently, it may be the reason for being on the poison list, and then the plot trend is... a bit weird, and I found that many cuties have run away. Thank you for the cuties who are still here. I will work hard to improve my own level. Will finish this book well.

Including the little wolf dog next door, as well as every book in the future, will be completed carefully and conscientiously.

Thank you to the little angels who are still there, thank you for still giving me the opportunity, bow down and thank you.

ppps: In fact, I found that the changes in the direction of my plot are also related to the songs I listen to when I code words.

When I was sweet, I listened to Shuangsheng's "Merry Destiny", the melody was more cheerful, so I also played very cheerfully.

The part of the beggar listened to WK's "Unpredictable" [p big "Bad Road" radio drama ed! 】The more suspenseful kind, so the code is more scary 23333

Qin Moru and Qin Jing listened to various versions of "Saying the Wild" [Wu Zhe!ball ball!My goddess!The song of the same name in the article "Saying the Wild"] is very sad and lonely, so the code is a bit abused.

As for Tang Han, I'm listening to Mao Buyi's "Dissipating Sorrow", I don't think you should understand hhhhh

Well, after this section of code is over, I will go and listen to some sweet songs, and I will sweeten it for you.

All of the above comes from an author who talks a lot today.