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194 Old house, old lady

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    Yang Qingshan took Wang Xiaoni out of the dark alley, and took a taxi directly to her home. It was a slum-like place, filled with small houses with red walls and black tiles, small gravel roads, and dilapidated street lamps swaying in the wind.  , looked extraordinarily terrifying and uneasy in the black night.

    "You live here?" Yang Qingshan asked Wang Xiaoni in disbelief, this place is too old.

    Wang Xiaoni was terribly wronged, she didn't want Yang Qingshan to see her living in such an ancient street, but Yang Qingshan stubbornly believed that girls at night would be in danger, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and get in a taxi.  Qing Shan asked, blushing even more, not knowing how to speak.

    "This is the last ancient street in Nanyang City. It was built during the Qing Dynasty. The street office kept saying that the building would be demolished, but it has been waiting for ten years, and there has been no movement until now. I grew up here since I was a child."  Wang Xiaoni said falteringly.

    Yang Qingshan paid the fare and got out of the car, followed Wang Xiaoni to the dark alley with no street lights.

    "I seem to have heard that there is such an old street in the city. I heard that the street office wants to attract business and push down the building here. The Cultural Bureau said that this is the last historical and cultural relic site in Nanyang City. It should be preserved. The two sides are arguing.  It¡¯s been several years, I didn¡¯t expect it to be demolished yet, it¡¯s hard enough for you to live here, but there¡¯s everything here.¡±

    Yang Qingshan walked, talking nonsense, mentally in a mess, thinking that Wang Xiaoni's love of money is probably the reason for living here. Looking at the streets, there are red lights hanging high, and there are many small hair salons in special industries.  Standing in an enchanting posture, she is a beautiful woman in revealing clothes, constantly winking at passers-by, flirting with all kinds of charms.

    Next to Yang Qingshan was the pure and messy Wang Xiaoni, which made those beauties feel ashamed and didn't even look at Yang Qingshan. Although he was a little disappointed, Yang Qingshan was very at ease. He followed Wang Xiaoni out of the red-light district and into a residential street.  Here, it's even more quaint, with countless satellite dishes on the roof, like an underground organization.

    "It's here." Wang Xiaoni said in a low voice, like a mosquito.

    "Which one is the same." Yang Qingshan said, looking at the same tile-roofed houses.

    "That one." Wang Xiaoni said, pointing to a tile-roofed house with countless cardboard boxes in front of the check-out.

    "This one?" Yang Qingshan walked over curiously, although it was still a small alley, but it was not a main road, and only one person could pass through, so he and Wang Xiaoni walked forward one after the other.

    Looking at Wang Xiaoni's slightly trembling back, Yang Qingshan regretted coming here with her. It is estimated that Wang Xiaoni hates himself very much in his heart now, and he will ignore him tomorrow, and he will never be able to talk to the little nurse again.

    At the end of the alley is a large house with a large gate with red copper nails and two broken stone lions on both sides. Wang Xiaoni walked over, took out a key and opened the door, turned to look at Yang Qingshan,  There are some crystals in the eyes, probably tears.

    "Why is your house so big?" Yang Qingshan asked in surprise, looking around, this ancient street is probably the largest of Wang Xiaoni's house, and the rest are small houses.

    "The ones left by our ancestors are big, but the inside is rented out. You can send them here, I'm home." Wang Xiaoni said in a flat tone.

    "Oh." Yang Qingshan responded, hesitated for a moment, and said boldly: "Can we leave phone calls for each other?"

    "Leave a phone number?" Wang Xiaoni was taken aback, smiled wryly and said, "I'm usually in the hospital or Hua Tuo Hall. If you want to find me, you can call them."

    "Leave a phone number, otherwise, what if something happens? I always feel that the law and order here is not good, and I am very worried about you." Yang Qingshan said sincerely, his voice soft.

    "Who is it?" There was an old voice from the door, and an old mother walked out tremblingly, her face was covered with a cloth, and a pair of cloudy eyes appeared from behind Wang Xiaoni, looking at Wang Xiaoni in the not very bright moonlight.  Yang Qingshan.

    "Grandma, why haven't you slept yet?" Wang Xiaoni said worriedly, and hurriedly supported the old lady.

    "Ah, hello, Auntie." Yang Qingshan said nervously.

    "Xiao Ni, who is this?" the old lady asked worriedly, very wary of Yang Qingshan, her eyes were fierce, as if she wanted to eat people.

    "This is the Yang Qingshan I told you about." Wang Xiaoni said suddenly blushing.

    The vigilant face of the old lady immediately became happy, she pushed Wang Xiaoni away, pulled Yang Qingshan and said enthusiastically: "So it's Yang Qingshan, my little Ni often mentions you, saying that you are a very special and thoughtful bastard, ?He panicked and looked at Secretary Jin in fear.

    The coquettish look on Secretary Jin's face disappeared, and it turned into a vicious expression, and he said threateningly: "I will toast you, but you will not be fined. Dean Cui can make you a full-time employee, and the monthly salary is several dollars now."  Bei, you don¡¯t know how to flatter, why are you hiding? Now that you¡¯re all right, you¡¯ve gone to work in the Herb Street, and you¡¯re still on the deck of the hospital. It turns out that you¡¯re stealing waste blood and selling it, Wang Xiaoni, do you still want to do it?¡±

    "I, I'm not the only one who stole it, many people did it." Wang Xiaoni said unconvinced, feeling the aggressive momentum of Secretary Jin, Wang Xiaoni kept backing away.

    "A lot of people? Hmph, I only saw you." Secretary Jin sneered, looked Wang Xiaoni up and down, secretly proud of herself, and finally caught Wang Xiaoni's handle. As long as she becomes a slave willingly, her Tianshui Linghe will change.  Become a living cauldron, used by Yongsheng for himself and Dean Cui.

    A pack of waste blood was smashed on the ground by Secretary Jin, Wang Xiaoni was startled, trembling at a loss.

    "I give you two choices. The first is to call the police, and the second is to become Dean Cui's secretary. Do you decide for yourself?" Secretary Jin said proudly.

    "Secretary?? What kind of secretary?" Wang Xiaoni is still imagining that it's not that kind of dirty deal.

    "What do you think?" Secretary Jin said ridiculously.

    "No, I won't." Wang Xiaoni's eyes suddenly became firm, and she said coldly: "The Wang family will not do such dirty things."

    "The Wang family? Haha The Wang family that was lonely a hundred and fifty years ago? Alright, Wang Xiaoni, I'll give you a week to think about it." Secretary Jin said.

    "No, I will resign my job in the hospital tomorrow, please stay away from me in the future." Wang Xiaoni said.

    "You are very short of money, you will not resign." Secretary Jin said disdainfully, turned and left.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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