The cigarette almost fell out of the room. He put the cigarette to his mouth and smoked it, exhaling a large cloud of smoke, "Yes, my dad and my uncle are both. They passed away a few days ago."
He spat on the ground and rubbed his shoes, "But this condition is not 100% hereditary, I don't have it."
Xu Wei looked at a middle-aged man in the small shop, "Your wife is pregnant?"
Wang Dongqiang nodded, "Yes, it's been almost six months."
Xu Wei threw the instant noodle box into the garbage bin beside the flower bed, "That's it, I will contact you again if there is a situation."
Wang Dongqiang stood up and waved, "Officer Xu, walk slowly."
After the car left, the smile on his face disappeared, and the cigarette between his fingers was pinched into two pieces.
Back in the room, Wang Dongqiang took out a yào bottle from the bottom drawer, poured a handful of yào into his mouth, and swallowed it hard without taking a sip of water. He swallowed and lay on the bed gasping for breath.
The middle-aged man came up, "Dong Qiang, why are the police looking for you? What did they tell you?"
Wang Dongqiang turned over and turned his back to her, "It's nothing, just chat casually."
The middle-aged man bent over and pushed him, "Just chat? Who are you kidding? You know what you've done, and if it hurts me..."
The latter words were stopped by Wang Dongqiang with one eye.
The middle-aged man turned to pack up the clothes and pants on the chair, she hummed, "Don't think I didn't know you went out that night."
Wang Dongqiang sat up from the bed, his face full of bruises and no expression at the moment, "Which night?"
The middle-aged man didn't look back, otherwise he would definitely scream in fright after seeing Father Zhang's appearance, "Do you want me to be more careful? Isn't it the night when Lao Zhang's small shop was stolen?"
Wang Dongqiang got out of bed and grabbed her wrist, "Say it again."
As a man in his 40s, he has been working on the construction site for decades.
The middle-aged man's hand was pulled, and immediately turned red, she scolded angrily, "Wang Dongqiang, what do you want to do? Now I have your seed in my stomach, if you dare to do anything to me, I will call to your mother!"
Wang Dongqiang has a death, it's his mother.
The old man is looking forward to the stars and the moon, and her daughter-in-law is considered pregnant. She doesn't know how happy she is. If her daughter-in-law and grandson have something good or bad, she doesn't know what will happen.
At this moment, Wang Dongqiang's strength loosened, "Don't make trouble for me."
The middle-aged man rubbed his wrists, "Nonsense, I'm not stupid, if people outside know about it, the police will definitely be watching, who knows if you're doing anything without me, and even if you find out, I'll follow you. Unlucky."
Wang Dongqiang's face softened, and he put his hand on his wife's shoulder, "Take care of your baby, don't look for trouble."
The middle-aged man took Wang Dongqiang's hand away, "You were like this before, and you are still like this. If I ask you anything, you don't tell me. Since I followed you, I haven't had a good day."
She spoke fast, with thorns in her words, mixed with resentment, "You mess around with a bunch of bills all day, saying that you have earned more than 10 million in total over the years, and I don't even see a fraction of it, and there are still people coming in after the Chinese New Year. No one has a more comfortable year when collecting debts at home.”
"Last time you drank too much, and you said that you had partnered with someone to do a project, and it was going to be released. If you asked you what project, you didn't say anything. I really don't know what you are doing outside!"
Wang Dongqiang looked irritable, "You don't understand, go out, I'm going to take a nap."
The middle-aged man's face was not good-looking, "What do you mean, I don't understand it? You didn't say it, how do you know that I don't understand?"
Wang Dongqiang was fine just now, but now he suddenly yells, "Can't get out?"
He dragged his pregnant wife out the door and slammed the door, accompanied by a curse, "You're sick, forget it!"
Huang Dan came out to grab the pepper, and saw Wang Dongqiang's wife chatting with his sister, and kept wiping away tears.
Zhang's father's urging voice came from the small shop, "Zhicheng, hurry up, your mother is waiting for the chili stir-fry."
Huang Danhui, dragged a few small peppers back from the greening pool.
The meal was fine, but halfway through the meal, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother started to quarrel.
Huang Dan was thinking about things, and he didn't know why the old couple quarreled. He stopped eating and listened to the content of the quarrel.
After listening to a few words, Huang Dan knew that it had nothing to do with his own mission, and it was something about Chen Zhi's rotten millet.
The original owner's father eats well and makes friends. When he was young, he was very feminine. The original owner's mother has always remembered it, and occasionally scolded him, but I don't know.