novelones Chapter 152: Can you finish flirting before leaving?
Chapter 152: Can you finish flirting before leaving?
Mo Youzhu's whole body went limp and he was in a trance.
Fortunately, Ye Lichen stopped in time, admiring her confused and charming face, and felt very comfortable.
There are so many things you can do with the woman you love, and you don’t want to be separated from her for a moment, but what should you do?
They looked at each other and kissed again, this time restrained and did not touch randomly.
But suddenly, Mo Youzhu made a fierce counterattack.
He also flipped his long hair coquettishly and said fiercely and evilly, "You are not a gentleman if you come and go but you are not a gentleman. You touched me just now, and now I touch you."
"Well!" Ye Lichen was expectant and shy, looking like he was letting you pick and choose, "Come on! I will never resist."
"Pfft..." Mo Youzhu immediately broke the skill and jumped out of bed, "Okay, good night, you go to bed early."
After saying that, he opened the door and left the room.
Ye Lichen: ...
For the first time, I feel that my woman is not cute enough. How can I keep my words?The poses are all set, can you come back and finish flirting before leaving?
……
Three days later, as expected, a reporter showed up at the storage room in Iwaguchi Village.
There was no furniture in the drafty room. There was only some straw on the floor, a mat on top, and two shabby quilts. Old Mrs. Mo lay there pitifully.
No one had come to help her change her clothes in the past few days. She was covered in feces and urine, and the stench could be smelled from afar.
But the compassionate reporter walked into the storage room as if he couldn't smell it at all.
Seeing someone coming in, Mrs. Mo's cloudy eyes had a glimmer of light.
When he found out that it was the journalist comrade who had promised to treat him, he was so excited that tears filled his eyes.
"You must keep your word. You said you would take me to the hospital for treatment."
"Don't worry, I will keep my word." The reporter stopped three meters away from him. He couldn't bear it anymore. It was so smelly. If he got any closer, he was worried that he would vomit.
But he has a mission and has to come!
"Before sending you to the hospital, I would like to interview you, is that okay?" The reporter spoke very politely, but turned on the tape recorder he carried with him.
He wanted people all over the country to listen to this recording.
The talented student of Peking University, the favorite of Professor Ye Da, was so unfilial that he refused to save him until death.
"Yes, I will answer whatever you ask." Mrs. Mo nodded repeatedly.
I have already regarded this reporter as my life-saving straw, so there is no reason to disagree.
"Okay!" The reporter smiled slightly, "Don't you have two sons? Why don't they take you for treatment?"
Mrs. Mo was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you ask this question a few days ago?"
The reporter was speechless and secretly cursed, this old woman has a really good memory.
"Answer again."
Mrs. Mo nodded, "Where do they have money?
My eldest son still has two college students to support!The second son is an honest man, and he can’t make much money. Alas!
Living as an old woman will only increase their burden, so I might as well die. "
The reporter asked again, "So who else in your family is rich? You can't just wait to die like this!"
Mrs. Mo was thinking, this question has been asked before, is there anything new?
But he continued to answer, "Yes, the third daughter-in-law is rich. Last year, they inherited an old woman's inheritance and opened a clothing store!
At least it’s several thousand dollars! "
"The cost to open a clothing store may cost more than a few thousand, tens of thousands or even 10,000+," the reporter corrected.
"Since your third wife is so rich, why doesn't she spend a little money to treat you?"
When she heard this, Mrs. Mo was furious again.
“They want me to die.
They went back to Yankou Village a few days ago. Not only did they not plan to pay me for treatment, they even cursed me.
Especially my granddaughter Mo Youzhu, she is very clever. Her mother is actually just an honest person who listens to her daughter.
The unwillingness to spend money to treat me was all the idea of the unfilial granddaughter.
If I had known that I would give birth to such a money-losing loser, and grow up to be an ungrateful white-eyed wolf, I should have thrown her into a manure pit and drowned her as soon as she was born. "
The reporter's mouth twitched and he quickly turned off the recording, thinking that the last paragraph must be removed.
After she had scolded her enough, he asked again, "What kind of person is your granddaughter?
Why is it so unfilial?Maybe talk about it! "
"Hmph! Who else can she be? She is just a rotten person.
I have been hooking up with three people everywhere, and I just hooked up with two very handsome guys last year. "
"Besides hooking up with three people, is there anything else?"
"And, of course." Mrs. Mo thought for a while, "She is still a disaster star, and it was she who defeated San'er."
The reporter frowned again and turned off the recorder.
I thought to myself, no wonder Mo Youzhu and her daughter didn't want to spend money to treat this old woman!
This is an evil old woman who deserves no sympathy.
"I'll go outside and make an emergency call and ask the hospital ambulance to pick you up."
Saying that, he walked out of the door.
The old woman thought he was lying to her and hurriedly crawled towards the door, "You won't leave me alone, will you? You must keep your word!"
"Don't worry, I will definitely call an ambulance."
However, as soon as he reached the door, the little reporter was hit on the head.
When he woke up, he was locked in a dark room.
There is no indoor heating in the south and it is much colder than in the north. It feels like my hands and feet have frozen to death.
His teeth chattered loudly.
Suddenly, the lights came on, and a tall man appeared in front of him.
Judging from his strong body and upright posture, he is definitely not an ordinary person.
The weak little reporter was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in front of him.
"Why did you bring me here? We seem to have no grudges!" the reporter asked in fear.
"My boss wants to see you." Ke Ming said briefly, grabbed his collar and dragged him out of the small dark room.
After a while, he was dragged to a spacious room.
There was a fire burning not far away, and the whole room was very warm, which quickly made his frozen hands and feet warm.
There was also a pair of very attractive-looking men and women sitting by the fire.
The man is Ye Lichen, and the woman is Mo Youzhu.
His beloved tape recorder was placed on the small coffee table by the stove, and his interview with Mrs. Mo was playing inside.
"Tell me, who sent you here?"
Ye Lichen's cold voice carried an intimidating echo in the hall.
The little reporter shuddered and shrank into a ball.
He knew best that this mission had failed.
Not only will you not get paid, but you may be implicated.
"If you don't want to say it, you will die. You can choose one by yourself."
Ye Lichen said again, "I'm not threatening you, but here, even if I kill you, I can wipe it all clean and no one can find any evidence."
At this time, the little reporter was really frightened. After taking several deep breaths, he finally spoke.
"I, I just received the task assigned by my superiors to conduct research on a poor old woman and write a report about the old woman's complaints and submit it."