The counterattack of the scheming beauty of the apocalypse

Wen Ruxuan is not happy, what does it mean for his wife to treat him with a pleasant face and caring attitude towards these two?

When Wei Yan sent the soldier out the door with a smile on his face, he turned his head and saw the dog man's gloomy face: "What's wrong?"

Wen Ruxuan didn't speak.

Wei Yan walked over and hugged him around the waist: "Who messed with our elder brother?"

Wen Ruzhu: "..." It's you.

"Speak, um", Wei Yan pinched the dog man's face: "You don't want to pay the protection fee?"

"You can't do it without paying," Wei Yan tried to reason: "Have you seen their wooden warehouse? No matter how hard a fist is, can it be as hard as Zigong Dan? Besides, didn't you have to pay personal income tax when you sold fruit before? Just pay it." tax."

Wen Ruzhu: "...I haven't handed it in."

"Okay, Brother Xie, I didn't expect you to be such a person." Wei Yan bit the man's chin: "I can't tell."

Wen Ruzhu: "Which roadside stall have you seen paying taxes?" If you really pay the urban management, you won't be driven away.

"I don't care about other people. You are my man, so I will care about you."

Wen Ruzhu: "..." Why did the topic suddenly come here?

Wei Yan grinned: "Don't be depressed anymore, be good, just have a smile."

"I'm not depressed about this," Wen Ruyan said in a low voice.

"What is that?" Wei Yan couldn't figure it out, the candlelight dinner was fine just now, and suddenly it was like this, tsk, a man's heart, a sea needle.

"Why did you show courteousness to those two just now?" He pulled the stool and picked up vegetables.Well, he admitted that the two soldiers were good-looking, tall and long-legged, and wearing uniforms again, they looked like dogs.

This sounded so bitter, Wei Yan was stunned, and reacted, pinching the man's waist: "You cheapskate, you don't trust me so much, do I like a man?"

Wen Ruzhe was pinched so badly that he yelled: "I didn't say that", he just didn't have confidence in himself, his wife was so beautiful, he fell in love with him only when he was blind, in case he saw too many handsome guys, his aesthetics suddenly became normal What should he do?

Wei Yan didn't want to pay attention to him, turned around and entered the room, and slammed the bedroom door: "You sleep in the living room tonight, give me a good reflection."

Wen Ruzhu: "..." Sleep in the living room, sleep in the living room!

After honestly washing the dishes, wiping the table, sweeping the floor, and cleaning himself up, Wen Ruzhuo pretended to forget what his wife had just said, and went to twist the bedroom doorknob. Unscrew and lock.

Hearing the sound, Wei Yan slammed a slipper on the door with his backhand: "No entry."

Wen Ruzhu: "..." The real murderer.

The arms were empty, the sofa in the living room was short, and half of the calf was hanging in the air when lying on it, Wen Ruyu couldn't fall asleep, tossed and turned for more than two hours, thinking his wife was asleep, got up and went to find the key in the cupboard.

He kept all the spare keys at home, and my wife couldn't remember them, how stupid.

The night is cold as water.

Wei Yan's body was cold, and he couldn't sleep warmly by himself. The quilt was wrapped tightly, wrapped into a small cocoon.

There was a clanging sound outside the door, probably the dog man was opening the door, but he didn't move, pretending to be asleep.

With a creak, the door opened, Wen Rujuan walked in tiptoely, stepped onto the bed, lifted the quilt a crack, slowly climbed up, then took his wife into his arms, and let out a long sigh of relief, the bed was still comfortable.

Wei Yan pretended to be unskilled in sleeping, and was so nervous that his toes curled up. He felt that he was kissed on the face a few times, and pricked by his beard a few times, and then pricked him again.

The curtains were not drawn.

Bright moonlight poured in.

Wen Rujuan looked at his wife's face, frowning slightly, pursing his mouth, still angry.

Hey, the little mouth is really red, and he kissed again.

Wei Yan was so kissed that he couldn't breathe well, and couldn't pretend, so he opened his eyes: "Is the kiss enough?"

Wen Ruzhen was a little embarrassed to be caught on the spot, and hugged his wife tightly with his hands and feet, anyway, he didn't want to sleep in the living room.

Wei Yan: "...Relax, are you going to strangle me?"

Wen Ruzhe relaxed a little invisible: "Yanyan, the living room is so cold."

Yo, learn to pretend to be pitiful.

Wei Yan said coldly, "You doubt me today."

Wen Rujiao hesitated, he didn't suspect randomly, he had evidence, and he had never seen his wife be so enthusiastic towards others before.

Wei Yan knew what he was thinking just by looking at his expression: "You think they are handsome, so I leaned over to get close?"

Wen Ruzhe: "..." Although he thought so, he definitely couldn't say it like this now.

Wei Yan turned over and pressed on top of him: "I'll make it clear today, I don't care about face, I'm with you, not because of anything else, but because..." I can't say it, it's too difficult to make up an excuse up.

Wen Ruzhu: "Because of what?" He didn't say half of what he said, and he was anxious to death.

Wei Yan's cheeks were flushed, and he lowered his head and buried his face in the man's neck: "Because you're a few-big."

Wen Ruzhu's face also turned red.

I am ashamed to say that I have been depressed about this for a long time before.

After all, when I was young, I didn't know anything. A group of people went to fish in the stream, stripped naked, and everyone was honest with each other. He was the only one who was unique, so it's no wonder he wasn't regarded as an outlier.

Some ignorant kids said that he had cancer, and he really believed it. At that time, an uncle in the village happened to have a big sarcoma on his neck. It was malignant. He didn’t live for a few days. I thought I was too.

During the day, I suppressed my tears and didn't cry in front of my grandma, and at night I almost didn't cry when I curled up under the quilt.

Now, hehe, he has a wife because of this, and those who laughed at him at that time...hope for a little bit of progress.

Tsk, my wife is such a pervert.

So hungry, how can I not feed.

Wei Yan was forced to eat a late-night supper, which made his waist sore and his back ache, and he cried and cried.

Wen Ruzhu felt extremely at ease, and automatically turned his wife's words of begging for mercy into antonyms, saying that girls love to talk ironically, but he didn't expect his wife to do the same.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that the crying in the room gradually stopped.

The night was late, and the chill was even worse.

Wei Yan huddled into a ball and lay in the arms of the dog man, with his two cold feet sticking to the warm calf of the man, he yawned and closed his eyes.

Wen Ruzhuan also fell asleep.

In the dream, his wife was acting like a baby and pestering him. He tightened his belt and asked loudly, "Do you still dare to let me sleep in the living room?"

Wei Yan's eyes were red, and he was aggrieved: "Don't dare, husband, I was wrong, I am so hungry, I want to eat."

"Hmph, I won't give it to you."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Seeing his wife crying until the tip of her nose turned red, he 'reluctantly' let go of his hand: "Come here, don't cry, my husband hugs me."

Wei Yan fell into a drowsy sleep, woken up by the man's laughter, and wondered in his heart: What are you dreaming about?Happy to do so.

As it should be, the two of them fell asleep again for breakfast.

At noon, Wen Rujuan got up to cook, and Wei Yan rolled up the quilt and lay paralyzed on the bed.

Wen Ruyi thoughtfully brewed a pot of ginseng water and put it on the bedside table, Wei Yan drank it tacitly, really, he may be weaker than an old man in his 60s now.

Just after lunch, the two soldiers knocked on the door again yesterday and told them to gather at the grain drying ground.

Wen Ruzhe looked at them, his nose was small and the bridge of his nose collapsed, he knew it was not good at first glance, and he didn't have the slightest competitiveness.

The two of them didn't know that they were being sympathized, so they went on to inform the next family after speaking.

The sun-drying field was full of people.

Everyone is talking about 'protection fees'.

Isn't this just tax collection in disguise? Land tax has been exempted for decades, and if you change your name and pop up, you will pretend that everyone doesn't know it?

There were three army green pickup trucks parked beside the grain drying field, and they seemed to have made up their minds to take away the grain today.

A middle-aged man wearing an officer's cap opened the car door and got out: "Folks, I know that everyone is dissatisfied with the collection of protection fees, but everyone must understand that there is no free lunch in this world. My brothers and I have been busy for so long. The factors of restlessness in the region have been eliminated, and there is hard work without credit."

Huang Haisheng continued: "We didn't ask you to clear it."

"Yes, you didn't call." With a calm expression, the middle-aged man took out the wooden warehouse from his trouser pocket and pointed it at Huang Haisheng's forehead: "We took the initiative to take over the work, but it doesn't mean that we don't have to pay, and the money and the goods are equal." Everyone understands the truth, right?"

Huang Hai was afraid, so he didn't dare to make a sound, and quietly moved behind Granny Huang.

The villagers did not speak, but silently resisted.

Fifty catties of rice is not a lot, but it is also a lot. After taking it out, I will have to save money for a long time.

The middle-aged man went on to say: "This year's harvest is not good. It may be difficult for everyone to collect 55 catties of grain at one time. I also discussed this issue with the leader last night. Let's change it to a quarterly harvest. From the age of 55 to [-] years old, each person pays twelve and a half catties, and the tax is halved for those under the age of five and those over the age of [-]."

Twelve and a half catties sounds much less than fifty catties, and there is a difference only when there is a comparison. The villagers' resistance is not so strong.

Anyway, it's useless to contradict, you have to pay in the end, and no one wants to use their own heads to test how hard the sub-bong is.

Everyone went home to get food, and then paid and registered one by one.

Wei Yan also followed the big flow, instead of millet, he handed over dry corn kernels.

The taste of corn is not as good as that of rice, so it is suitable for payment.

Looking at the brand-new truck, Wen Ruzhe felt that the strength of this base was quite strong. After waiting for a while, if it really stabilized, he would go back to his old business and set up a stall in the base to sell fruits.

At that time, when he sells, his wife collects the money, and the husband and wife work together, the business will definitely flourish.

While dreaming a sweet dream, a bloody motorcycle rushed straight into the grain drying yard.

A soldier covered in blood staggered to the side of the middle-aged man: "Captain... hit... hit..."

Before he could finish speaking, the soldier fell limply to the ground, out of breath.

The middle-aged man's face was livid, and he took his men and drove away without paying attention to the fee.

Those who haven't had time to pay the fee are very lucky, and some people have called to the door. It seems that this base is not good, and it is hard to say whether it will exist tomorrow.

I regret it after paying it, alas, I should wait a little longer, and I can't rush forward like this next time.

Wei Yan also regretted that he had handed in everything, so he could only hope that Lixiao would win. Yesterday the two soldiers said with certainty that everything was cleaned up, thanks to him for believing it.