non-contractual relationship

Chapter 38

Zheng Feihe was stimulated by these unbearable words, as if he had seen enough of this farce, he walked over frowning, grabbed Ankang and wanted to take him away.He didn't know what the relationship between Ankang's aunt and Ankang was, but he had only heard the news that Ankang's uncle sold IOUs.

Ankang wanted to stop him, but for a moment he didn't know where to start.

Zheng Feihe, who was grabbed by Ankang's wrist, also felt his strength and trembling.Looking sideways, Ankang's eyes that were reddened by anger came into view.

"It's so sad that you still refuse to leave?" Zheng Feihe looked at the person who was still swearing, and let go of his right hand angrily, and grabbed Ankang.Most of the time, he is a person who pays attention to doing whatever he wants. He simply doesn't care where he is or what he is doing. He leans to Ankang's side, kisses the corner of Ankang's lips with this movement, and turns his head to face the quarreling people. The family of three put on a flamboyant posture: "I know how to sell it every day, you are a big-headed ghost. Is it okay to fall in love?"

The stupefied Ankang stood where he was, his hands were still being held by Zheng Feihe, his face turned pale and then red, red and then white.

The family who were about to argue at the door of the house suddenly fell silent.

Zheng Feihe narrowed his eyes.Just at that moment, he felt that Uncle Ankang's eyes staring at Ankang were not only disgusted, but also vaguely obscene, which made him very uncomfortable, and he blurted out a series of dirty words.

Uncle Ankang was taken aback by Zheng Feihe's aura, obviously he didn't understand why this man who was just standing in the corner watching the play suddenly joined the battlefield.But he had already lost first in terms of momentum, and with a guilty conscience, he inevitably dodged a bit between his actions.

The scene finally quieted down.

In the scene just now, it was Ankang's aunt and cousin who were hit harder.Both of them were still there in a daze, and my aunt was even more dumbstruck.

Ankang's uncle quickly came back to his senses. He didn't know where the strength came from. He first pushed his daughter away, then pulled Aunt Ankang's hair towards the house, and tried to close the door. Well, what's the big deal. Anyway, it's not my family's embarrassment. I'm bah. Your family is a bastard."

The cousin who was pushed to the ground rushed to the door, but it was too late.When she rushed over, the door was already closed, and the cry of her mother came from inside the door.She sat on the ground and began to knock on the door frantically—she was so familiar with such a scene, so familiar that it frightened her.The last time my father treated my mother like this, her mother wore long clothes and trousers for a month and dared not see anyone.But now she has no other choice but to keep knocking on the door harder, praying that her father will let her mother go after hearing about it.

But judging from the rustling sound coming from the door, it didn't work.

The closing of the door came so suddenly that neither Ankang nor Zheng Feihe could react.

Seeing the panicked cousin, Ankang subconsciously took out his cell phone and wanted to call the police.

The matter was urgent, Zheng Feihe pressed his hand, and asked, "Leave that aside, do you have wire or something on your body?"

Ankang shook his head in a daze.

On the contrary, the cousin who was knocking on the door heard it, turned around and quickly tore off a hairpin from her head, and handed it to Zheng Feihe tremblingly: "This, this is okay?"

Walking to the door, he helped his cousin up, twisted the hairpin into the shape he wanted, and squatted down to pick the lock. Only then did Zheng Feihe reply, "Of course. Just look at it."

He used to do this when he was a child, but at that time most of the locks were his own, and this skill was almost unfamiliar for many years...

Suddenly there was a sharp cry from inside the room, vaguely mixed with the man's obscenities.

The cousin became a little anxious, and looked at Zheng Feihe more earnestly.

Ankang wanted to comfort her and was about to pat her on the shoulder.Unexpectedly, as soon as she came into contact with the cousin, the cousin subconsciously avoided it.

The scene was a little embarrassing for a while.

Zheng Feihe, who was focused on unlocking the lock, didn't notice this scene. He just took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and threw it to Ankang who was stunned. .”

Subconsciously catching Zheng Fei and Ankang on the phone, he didn't care about his cousin who looked at him even more strangely, and asked, "Password?"

Zheng Feihe seemed to be stumped by the lock in front of him, he was a little surprised when he heard this sentence, and turned to look at Ankang.Finding that Ankang was really asking seriously, he couldn't help but sighed, and said, "You can press the fingerprint of your left index finger directly." One night when he was having fun, he entered it for Ankang. Really didn't take it seriously?

"Oh, oh! It's on." Ankang turned on the phone, found Biaozi from the contacts, bit his hand and stomped his foot, waiting for the call to be connected.

Zheng Feihe seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. When studying this old-fashioned lock cylinder, he still didn't forget to tell him: "Don't bite your hands! When will you get rid of the bad problem of tossing your hands when you're nervous?" Maybe it was Ankang Zheng Feihe's tone was not good as soon as his uncle talked about it.

Ankang hid his hands behind his back like a reflex.

The cousin who calmed down slightly looked at her and pursed her lips, and quietly took a step towards Ankang.

The relationship between this man and his brother may not be as bad as he thought.Life details and work and rest habits, such things that survive in daily life, if you don't care about them, you won't remember them so clearly and understand them so deeply.It's like she's like her mother.Even though his father lived under the same roof as them, he didn't know what she was allergic to, he only knew to use her as an excuse to collect money to gamble around...

Just after hanging up the phone, Biaozi arrived aggressively with a group of people. The neighbor who was frightened by his attitude and wanted to help opened the door just now, and then slammed it shut again.

At the same time, the issuing card in Zheng Feihe's hand snapped.Zheng Fei, who was at a loss for a while, looked at his cousin who was about to burst into tears, and Ankang, whose face suddenly became ugly, and couldn't even utter a word of complaints from their mouths.

Looking at the scene, Biaozi didn't talk nonsense, he directly took his mobile phone and called the police, while signaling Zheng Feihe to move to a position, so that the brother with tools behind him was ready to remove the door.

Zheng Feihe only moved two steps, and the tears she had held for a long time finally fell—she could no longer hear her mother's voice.

The little girl was very painful when she cried, and the little golden beans fell out of her eye sockets sincerely, but she held Ankang's clothes with one hand to prevent him from moving, and wiped away her tears with the other.

This appearance is very similar to the stubborn Ankang, and it directly pokes Zheng Feihe's heart, leaving him in a mess.

Looking up, sure enough, Ankang's face was also gloomy.

Zheng Feihe was a little annoyed. If he had known that things would develop like this, he would never have stood by for so long, and would have fought with that ghostly uncle just now.

Now his "hyperactivity disorder" has committed again.Thanks to his mother Bai Yueyue's teachings, since he was a child, he could not stay where he was, without doing anything, when he saw girls being wronged.What's more, Ankang also seemed worried.It will take some time for Biaozi to unload the door, and he has nothing to do. Looking around, he saw the boy who quietly opened a door and poked his head out, and said: "Little handsome boy, Can you see the situation next door from your balcony?"

The boy shrank back.

Zheng Feihe was about to knock on the door and try again, but the door opened by itself.The little boy was tossing the chain inside the door just now.

The boy stood by the door and opened his mouth, but chose to gesture and row.

Zheng Feihe took a look, didn't know what he was gesticulating, and scratched his head, but his cousin who was already sobbing looked at it for a while, and said: "He said that the balcony of his house should be able to turn over to my house, but it's a bit dangerous . . . Oh, and also, be careful not to mess up his house, his parents won't be happy."

Zheng Feihe understood the general meaning of the boy, nodded his approval, and rushed to the balcony in a few steps, touched the concrete platform about ten centimeters in length, confirmed that it was not too slippery, turned his head to look at it and started again. Ankang, who was holding hands, climbed onto the balcony without even thinking about it.

Being pulled by the hem of his clothes by his cousin, Ankang took a step back.As soon as he followed in, he saw Zheng Feihe open the window for a look, then climbed up to the balcony which was only two palms wide, and began to feel his way to the next door.

Afraid to startle him, everyone who came in behind held their breath: this is the seventh floor, and there is not even a protective fence outside.

Ankang also didn't dare to breathe out, until he heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground next door a few seconds later, he finally took a breath.

Ankang's body on the balcony hadn't retracted yet, Zheng Feihe, who had landed safely, had already blinked at him, turned around and punched Uncle Ankang who was rushing over.

Ankang tried his best to lean out to see what was going on next door, but he could only see two figures wrestling together, and his aunt lying motionless in the corner...

Not long after, the work of unloading the door on Biaozi's side was also completed, and several burly men rushed in and quickly controlled the scene.

Regardless of Zheng Fei and her father who was still struggling under the ground, the little girl rushed to her mother without hesitation, and Ankang quickly called the emergency number.

It's easy to talk about someone coming.Zheng Feihe, who was still holding the person down, quickly freed his hand, but his face was still full of color.This is when I just jumped down, I was not paying attention for a while, and was scratched by Uncle Ankang.

Ankang was still standing where he was, looking at Zheng Feihe who was still grinning when he turned his back, but when he turned around, he put on a bright smile, trying to be handsome at him, wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

Zheng Feihe's teenage plot started to make trouble again, and he opened his hands towards Ankang, wanting a heroic hug.

Here, the moment Zheng Feihe opened his hands to him, Ankang landed on the ground like a light feather, and finally woke up from today's nightmare, but he couldn't help but feel scared in his heart, and even felt a little uncomfortable. Dare to approach him, dare not give this man a hug.

This person is so beautiful, so beautiful, it makes him feel in a trance.