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Volume 3 Shandong Thieves Chapter 443: Waiting for Eight Years

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    It takes two hours and twenty minutes to fly from Shanghai to Beijing. During this period, Zhou Yang read a short story about love relationships. Before getting off the plane in Beijing, Zhou Yang took out the mask and put it on his mouth. Then he got off the plane. The fog  Haze has become synonymous with Beijing. For Zhou Yang, an old Beijing resident who was born here, he really doesn¡¯t understand why he has to wait until the haze is serious enough to threaten people¡¯s lives before he realizes that managing the environment is the foundation for all people¡¯s survival, and the environment is the foundation for survival.  The environment is the real rare thing. This is unmatched by any GDP. Of course, Zhou Yang is a post-90s who is following the tail of the post-80s. He once risked his life to say this to his grandfather. The old man who used to be very strict did not scold him uncharacteristically.  Instead, he took him to see a few photos. The photos showed the once dry land, hungry farmers and piles of corpses. Grandpa only said one sentence: "This is after the founding of the People's Republic of China." From that time, Zhou Yang understood that being a capable person  As parents, it is actually not easy for 1.3 billion people to have food. No matter how bad the current environment is, at least no one will starve to death on the streets. Food. Food is the foundation of all people. After coming out of the airport, Zhou Yang took the subway to the city center.  After getting out of the subway station, just as he was about to take out his mobile phone and call a taxi, he found a black Audi parked at the entrance of the subway station. Behind the car stood a man in a suit. Zhou Yang sighed. The man in the suit walked up and looked at Zhou Yang and said, "  Yangyang is back, get in the car quickly. ""Old Chen, the old man asked you to come again." Zhou Yang called the man "Old Chen" very familiarly. The driver, Old Chen, nodded with an honest smile. Zhou Yang got on the passenger seat and followed Lao Chen.  We chatted about some interesting things in school recently, and also asked the driver, Mr. Chen, what he had encountered recently. Unfortunately, the old guy didn¡¯t say anything, which made Zhou Yang somewhat helpless. Zhou Yang understood his old man¡¯s temper best. Fortunately, this old guy  It was a time of peace. If it were a time of war, he would definitely be a Hitler. When the car arrived in front of the courtyard, Zhou Yang jumped out of the car and went home with the driver, Lao Chen. The housekeeper was already waiting at the door. Of course, in fact, you can't call this guy who is about the same age as Lao Chen.  The male housekeeper was called the Life Secretary because of his position. The Life Secretary took Zhou Yang into the courtyard. From a distance, Zhou Yang heard the sound of cursing. The sound was very loud. It seemed that he was afraid that he would not know that he was cursing. Zhou Yang waited for a while and walked out of the house.  A forty-year-old man. The man lowered his head with an awkward smile on his face. After the man came out, the life secretary took Zhou Yang up. This is a house with the tradition of old Beijing. The house has strong Chinese landscape characteristics.  It can be described as grand. In the middle, there is a large mahogany table. On the edge of the table are pens, inks, papers and inkstones. But in the middle of the table, there is very thick paper. The paper is a bit messy. It is not clear which ones are together. But if you look closely, it seems that  You can also see that everything with red is placed on the left, while the others are placed on the right. Behind the table, there is an old man with gray hair sitting but a spirit of dragon and horse. The old man has a look of anger on his face.  Majesty is generated by those who have been in high positions for many years. It cannot be faked for a while. In front of such people, no matter what is on your mind, you will subconsciously examine yourself. The life secretary exited. Zhou Yang stood opposite the old man. The old man looked at him with a cold face.  Looking at Zhou Yang, he asked coldly: "How was it in Shanghai?" "It's pretty good." Zhou Yang said, "What do you mean by pretty good? Good means good, bad means bad." The old man blew his beard and glared at Zhou Yang, saying loudly, "Okay."  Zhou Yang looked at his grandfather and agreed loudly with a headache. "Sit down," the old man said kindly. Zhou Yang dragged a chair and sat opposite the old man. The old man looked at Zhou Yang, smacked his lips and said, "Yangzi, Shanghai is aLongmen, you have been hovering there for so long, and you have done so little. You have disappointed me. When you come back this time, what is in your heart? Tell me. I also have something to say to you. " Zhou Yang looked at his uncharacteristic grandpa, and he didn't know why. Grandpa has eight lifetimes.  I changed my temper. I met him today. But Zhou Yang was really not polite to the old man. He explained the matter clearly without saying a word. However, he only talked about Sun Youbo and hid Zhang Ling and Xia Wanyu. He said that Sun Youbo was his friend.  He is a very stubborn person. Zhou Yang's lies are full of loopholes. He knows that the old man will definitely find out. He has already guessed that the old man will be furious. But what Zhou Yang didn't expect is that the old man really believed his words today. The old man nodded and did not yell at him.  He said: "This is a trivial matter. That woman named Lin Jiehua has been shot. As long as I say a word, this man will definitely come out." Zhou Yang was a little surprised. When did the old man become so easy to talk? Zhou Yang felt a little confused. The old man obviously meant that there was something behind his words.  Something happened. Zhou Yang hesitated for a moment and smiled awkwardly at the old man and said, "Grandpa, do you have anything to ask me?" The old man stood up and walked to the water dispenser aside. He got himself a cup of hot water and held it in his hand.  What is different from others is that the old man only drinks hot water and not tea. This is an old habit developed over decades. Everyone around the old man knows it. The old man walked around with hot water and said: "That woman named Xia can be you."  Mom, it just so happens that your mother's surname is also Xia, so it's understandable that you like her. I don't object, but you can't win over her. Women named Wang, you know you are asking for trouble. But for this girl named Zhang, I can tell you very clearly. She  It¡¯s not suitable for you.¡± A cold sweat broke out behind Zhou Yang. The old man continued: ¡°This girl named Zhang likes Xia¡¯s husband. With your behavior in this life, you can¡¯t win over this girl. So I can understand that you are still asking for trouble. Zhou Yang, this is  After two years of practice in Shanghai, you can really make me feel at ease." Zhou Yang sat motionless. The old man walked up to Zhou Yang, put his hand on Zhou Yang's shoulder, and said to Zhou Yang: "Sun Youbo must die this time, but if you listen to me, I promise.  The marriage with the girl from the Huangfu family. You must not kill for a hundred days before the marriage. This will also spare his life. If you are willing, you can agree. If you are not willing, you can leave and go to Shanghai. No matter whether you like that woman, I will not care. As long as you have the ability.  Let them follow you. As a grandfather, I will bless you." This time, all the cold sweat on Zhou Yang's body condensed into water drops and soaked his clothes. It turned out that the old man was waiting for him here. Zhou Yang lowered his head and looked at his fists.  Looking at the sweat on his palms, the old man walked up to him and sat down again. With an unusual smile on his face, he looked at Zhou Yang and said, "Your parents died early. As a grandfather, I brought you up single-handedly. Now you are not young anymore."  There are some things you need to make your own decisions. I am already sixty-eight this year. How many years can I help you? I have planned your future for you. Whether you are willing to go or not and how far you can go is all up to you." The old man's conscience words made Zhou Yang completely  I didn¡¯t know what to do. In the evening, the old man asked the housekeeper to ask a woman who knew how to cook farm food to cook a table of home-cooked food. From the backyard, he took out a bottle of daughter¡¯s red wine that had been hidden for thirty years. Once the bottle was opened, it could be seen from a long distance away.  Smelling the aroma of wine, the old man only poured two glasses. He handed one to Zhou Yang and kept one for himself. He took a careful sip and grinned and said, "I hid this wine thirty years ago in the ground. Now I can drink it again."  Arrival proves that my thirty-year goal has been accomplished ninety-eight times out of ten. I have hidden a hundred bottles in total. One cup a day will last me about ten years. It is more than enough to hold my grandson in my arms.¡±   Zhou Yang looked at the daughter Hong in front of him, picked up the wine, raised his neck and drank it. He had hidden the wine for thirty years and was very energetic. Zhou Yang felt drunk after drinking a little bit of rice. He lay on the bed and slept for a while before waking up.  After arriving, it was four o'clock in the morning. The smog had just dispersed and the moon was cold. Zhou Yang put on his clothes and came to the yard. He peed under the tree. Feeling refreshed and empty, he sat on the steps and lit a cigarette. He took a sip and coughed.  After sitting for a while, I felt a little cold, so I got up and went back to the house. I sat in front of the desk and took out a diary from the desk. Every time he hurt Yao Jing and An Hui, he would write it down in this diary. Now, in the blink of an eye, this diary was used.  After writing a full note, he recorded today¡¯s events. Zhou Yang closed the diary, picked up his porcelain teapot, gave himself a cup of tea, and ordered some special Dahongpao. This tea only produces a small amount in a year, so you can¡¯t even buy it. All of them are provided.  Haili, the old man knew he liked to drink this, so he kept some at home. Zhou Yang drank the special Dahongpao from a porcelain teapot, and it didn't feel strange. After drinking the tea from the teacup, Zhou Yang put down the teapot, took a sniff, and left home with the diary.  He asked his driver, Lao Chen, to take him to the airport at night. On the way, he asked one of his buddies to help him buy a ticket to Cambridge. He got on the plane at eight o'clock in the morning and ate breakfast on the plane. Zhou Yang put on an eye mask and slept. When he woke up, he arrived in London and took the bus to Cambridge.  Zhen waited until he arrived at the gate of Cambridge University before Zhou Yang took out his mobile phone to contact Anhui. As soon as the call was connected, Zhou Yang said: "Sister, I am at the gate of your school. Come out." Anhui ran out of the school in pajamas and saw Zhou Yang who had come all the way.  The excitement was beyond words. Zhou Yang rushed up and held Anhui in his arms. Anhui took Zhou Yang into her dormitory. Her roommate happened to be away today. The girls' dormitory was very delicate and compact. When she first arrived in the dormitory, Zhou Yang was like a beast and crushed Anhui down.  On the bed, she kissed Sister An Hui's neck and took off Sister An Hui's clothes. She saw two little steamed buns that were growing slowly. Sister An Hui blushed and let Zhou Yang take off her clothes. Zhou Yang swallowed and took off his clothes too, trembling.  He knelt in front of Sister An Hui, spread Sister An Hui's legs, and took Sister An Hui's body. It was the first time for both of them. An Hui was in severe pain, but her natural temperament prevented her from screaming in pain. It was also the first time for Zhou Yang.  She didn¡¯t even know how to give the woman in her arms the feeling of falling into the clouds. She only knew how to keep moving. In less than three minutes, Zhou Yang handed in the first assignment in her life. An Hui blushed and lay in Zhou Yang¡¯s arms. Which one was it?  Once, less than five minutes later, Zhou Yang lay on An Hui again. This time, Zhou Yang finally exerted a little more force and was defeated in seven minutes. However, this was also the first time for An Hui, and her body was relatively sensitive, so she could barely taste a little comfort.  Marrow Zhiwei After this happened for the first time, it was like Xiao Caiqi eating Xuanmai. He couldn't stop at all. Zhou Yang didn't care about An Hui's newly broken melon and forcefully wanted her five times in one day. In the end, Zhou Yang lay on An Hui's bed.  He panted and said: "Sister, I will not marry you." "Sister, I know." An Hui said silently. Zhou Yang hesitated for a moment, but in the end he could only remain silent as well, lying in Anhui's arms without speaking.  Zhou Yang said with a slightly mature smile: "Sister Yang has been waiting for this year for eight years."
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