The 1970s Little Village Girl [Through the Book]

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He Dong had a dark face and directly twisted Shen Qing'an like a chicken. His deep eyes seemed to have melted ink at this moment, and they were so dark and gloomy. He picked up the blue veins on the back of Shen Qing'an's collar, and the muscles in his strong and muscular arms were tense, as if he was going to press Shen Qing'an to the ground if he moved his hands.

But Shen Qing'an is also tall, but things happened too suddenly and he didn't react. After hearing He Dong's gloomy and ambiguous words, his thoughts suddenly came back to him, and he broke free from He Dong's restraint, and immediately started fighting with He Dong.

"He Dong, you are a relocated person, one of the five black categories!"

"Why do you want to fight me?"

"Why?" He Dong punched hard and hard, hitting the opponent's vital points, and fiercely lifted him up. He raised his collar and said, "Just because you violated the woman's wishes, just because you acted like a hooligan!"

After that, he punched her twice.

Shen Qing'an was an intellectual in the city. He didn't work in the fields all year round and was strong. He Dong's opponent from Li Jian knocked Shen Qing'an down in just a few moves, and he cried out in pain.

"He Dong--"

It was not until He Fengjiao called out to the man that He Dong regained his senses. He frowned and looked at He Fengjiao, who looked worried.

Blood flowed from the corners of He Dong's lips and flowed down his mouth. He stopped and asked Shen Qing An's fist.

He Fengjiao went forward and grabbed He Dong's hand, then pulled him up with force, clasping their five fingers together, with the palms of the two clearly cold and hot, intertwined together.

He Fengjiao said lightly: "Just give him a lesson. "

If you continue to fight, you will cause internal injuries.

He Dong lowered his eyes and looked at the two people's tightly clasped hands. The cruelty in his eyes slowly dissipated, and even the anger in his heart also disappeared. It disappeared.

Shen Qing'an swallowed his mouthful of blood and looked at the two people's tightly clasped hands with hazy eyes.

He Fengjiao happened to see the doubt in the other party's eyes, and then raised her hand that was clasped with He Dong and said: "He Dong, he is my target. "

"Shen Zhiqing, please be more respectful when you speak and behave in the future!"

He Dong glanced at Shen Qing'an, who was curled up on the muddy ground, and then took He Fengjiao's hand and led She walked out of the deserted path.

Shen Qingan looked at the two people's backs with hazy eyes, biting his teeth hard, but couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Even his heart was in pain as if it was stabbed. Countless silver needles were inserted into his body, causing him to shiver uncontrollably from the pain.

He recalled what He Dong had just said, and thought in despair: Why did He Fengjiao choose He Dong instead of him?

Why was he inferior to the relocated household?

It was already completely dark now. The nights in autumn and winter always come earlier. , the sky had turned purple and black, and there was a mysterious gray atmosphere everywhere.

He Fengjiao was held by the hand of the angry He Dong, and kept walking.

He Fengjiao saw that the red brick house was not far away, and then followed He Dong. Dong said: "He Dong, I don't want to go home."