"Grass!"

Peng Jun roared angrily. After a long time of silence, he pushed forward with his hands and pushed everything on the coffee table all over the ground, making the ground messy.

"Oh, why did you get into such a thing?"

Peng Jun rubbed his face and sat on the sofa in annoyance: "Zhang Yifei can do such a thing today, and Zhang Ye can do such a thing tomorrow. Who knows who his knife will point to next time? Are you or me?"

"That's how you are. You're too careful and too overwhelmed by others."

Peng Li wiped the tears from her face and choked, "He is him, his father is his father. Are they two completely good? The education and thoughts they receive are also different."

"Oh, stop talking."

Peng Jun fell loose on the sofa, pinching his eyebrows, and didn't say anything for a long time.

"You can do it yourself."

Peng Li sniffed, got up from the ground, sat on the sofa, wiping her eyes with a tissue, "I can only get pregnant this time. If it is shed, I guess no one will want me in my life. Women who can't give birth to children, haha, it's sad to think about it."

"Okay, stop talking."

Peng Jun waved his hand irritably and reached out to touch the cigarette.

Halfway through the cigarette, I glanced at the sister sitting next to me, or looked at her belly, and forced the cigarette back.

"You still care about me."

Peng Li saw Peng Jun's little move and begged: "Brother, just let me go and see Zhang Ye. He must be very messy now. He must need me very much. You are a man. You should be able to understand the feeling of a man when he is most helpless."

"Oh, there's really nothing to do with you."

Peng Jun sighed, reached out and put the cigarette on the table into his pocket: "Just sit there, it's been two months, don't run around. It's cold outside. I'll go out and inquire about this matter. I hope this matter can be stopped soon."

"I hope that Zhang Ye really told you that he is a man."

After saying this.

Peng Jun got up, walked around the house for a while, came to the front of the cabinet, opened the door of the counter, took out a bottle of Wuliangye placed inside, pulled out a piece of Chinese tillage from under the cabinet, put it directly into a black plastic bag, and walked out with it.

"elder brother."

Peng Li looked at Peng Jun's back, bit her lip and shouted.

Peng Jun looked back at her: "What are you doing?"

"No, it's okay."

Peng Li waved her hand and said nothing.

"Okay, stop playing with your phone, there is radiation."

Peng Jun frowned and shouted, opened the door and went out.

It's already dark.

I don’t know when it started to snow again.

"It's really a lot."

Peng Jun muttered, tightened his down jacket and pierced directly into the snow.

...

A few minutes later.

Peng family.

Zhong Tianzheng, Xiang is busy soaking her feet. Comrade Xiong Xiaocai, grandpa and uncle, etc., were watching TV and chatting around the homemade firewood under the table.

"My grandson really loses my name!"

Grandpa leaned against the backrest of the chair, lit a cigarette, looked at the ceiling and said, "Old Zhang finally got so upset that he died. He understood." After saying that, he sighed again: "I really didn't expect that Zhang Yifei could do anything even if his father was."

"Okay, don't worry."

Zhong Tianzheng helped Axiang add hot water to the basin and replied: "What is the case in detail? It depends on the police's investigation."

Just then.

Door.

Peng Jun appeared with snowflakes on his body.

"Ha, everyone is here, it's quite lively."

Peng Jun walked in with a familiarity, reached out and shook the snowflakes on his clothes, and walked to the side of everyone: "For the New Year, come and see Mr. Peng."

"Oh."

Grandpa glanced at Peng Jun and said nothing.

"Mr. Peng, I apologize, apologize."

Peng Jun put his hands together and waved: "The tone of my conversation to you tonight is a little problem. Can't I apologize to you?"

As he said that, he put the black plastic bag in his hand on the table: "You old man likes to drink, so he specially prepared it for you."

"have to."

Grandpa swept Wuliangye in his bag and waved his hand and said, "I know what you are here to do. Just go and ask A Zheng directly. Just take back the things. It's too expensive and inappropriate. You should know very well."

“Yes yes.”

Peng Jun smiled and really carried the things down.

This is not his stingy.

Zhong Tianzheng's identity is there, and he had expected Mr. Peng not to accept his things.

But if you don’t accept it, you won’t accept it. You still have to do etiquette and sincerity.

This is the basic thing he deals with others.

Zhong Tianzheng helped Ai Xiang pour the hot water, helped her put her feet in, pulled the small stool beside her and sat in front, pointed to the stool beside her, and signaled to Peng Jun to sit.

"Tell me."

Zhong Tianzheng basically guessed what Peng Jun wanted to say.

Since both sides know each other's purpose, there is no need to be polite, so Peng Jun also saved up those fancy things and went straight to the point: "How serious is this matter between Yifei Brothers? How long will it take to end?"

As he said that, he took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhong Tianzheng.

"Murder is definitely very serious."

Zhong Tian waved his hand and refused: "What exactly will happen when it will be over depends on the progress of the police investigation."

“Yes yes.”

Peng Jun took the cigarette box back.

Zhong Tianzheng's short words have already expressed his attitude.

Originally, he was thinking about exploring Zhong Tianzheng's words to see if there is any room for maneuver, but now it seems that there is no need to inquire.

So he organized the language briefly: "Do what to do in the case? We will definitely cooperate with this."

"Then I won't bother you, let's go first."

Having said that.

He nodded at Zhong Tianzheng and stood up to leave.

"Why."

Zhong Tianzheng shouted and then stood up: "I'll give you a gift."

"Why."

Peng Jun was stunned when he heard this, then nodded with a smile, greeted his grandfather and others, and went out first.

"Pick one."

Zhong Tianzheng followed behind, reached out to take out the half box of Zhonghua from his pocket, and handed him one.

"Brother A Zheng has something to say?"

Peng Jun took the cigarette, but he was not polite and lit it directly.

"Um."

Zhong Tianzheng nodded and looked at Peng Jun with a squinted eyes: "I remember, your sister and Zhang are also preparing to get married, right?"

"yes."

Peng Jun didn't understand what Zhong Tianzheng meant.

"You are a very smart person. When Zhang Yifei confessed his guilt, you took the person away immediately, which means you are very smart and you don't want to join in."

"But if you can come today, it means that your sister and Zhang Ye's marriage must have been confirmed. Due to this relationship or your sister's reasons, you have to come."

Zhong Tianzheng's ideas are very clear.

Since Peng Jun appeared at the door, he had already guessed the relationship between the two.
To be continued...