Yun Jingting was here.
His face was calm and his aura was arrogant, like a fierce tiger coming down the mountain.
In that era …
Although the workers, peasants, and soldiers dominated the society, everyone knew that "political power comes from the barrel of a gun".
Yun Laohu was wearing a dignified military uniform, and his back was straight. Coupled with his questioning gaze, there was no need to say anything else. Everyone was afraid of his aura, and no one dared to speak.
The courtyard immediately quieted down. Only a few torches flickered, illuminating Yun Jingting's features, making them seem even more engraved.
Mo Ziqiang was the "leader", and in this situation, of course, he had to speak up. However, his tone was more tactful, and was not as rude and domineering as when he was talking to Mi Xaing 'er. "Comrade Yun, you might have misunderstood our work group. The reason why we fought with this little landlady just now was because …"
Ah
Little landlady
Yun Laohu followed his finger and looked at Mi Xaing 'er. He narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows. Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, without moving his shoulders or legs, and without anyone seeing how he made his move, the torch in Mo Ziqiang's hand fell to the ground with a "bang" and was extinguished instantly.
Mo Ziqiang's mouth was wide open, and he only felt an unbearable pain in his wrist as if it was broken.
This time, the courtyard was instantly silent. Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to make a fuss.
Yun Laohu slowly walked to Mi Xaing 'er's side, and put a big hand on her shoulder firmly. He raised his eyebrows at everyone, and his voice was loud and deafening. "This little landlady is my, Yun Jingting's, wife. I guarantee on my military status and character that she will not do anything illegal. You want to search her house as you wish? No way!"
He took half a step forward and stood in front of Mi Xaing 'er like a mountain. "I'll be domineering today. I might as well say something fierce. Whatever my wife does, regardless of whether it's right or wrong, I'll take responsibility for her. Regardless of whether it's good or bad, I'll fully support her in committing crimes. I'll go to jail. If you want to catch her, you'll have to step over my body first!"
Oh my god …
These words …
His voice was powerful and resonant when he said he was protecting his own.
Doting on one's wife is justified
No one dared to continue the conversation.
With Yun Laohu's physique and the muscles on his arms, who would dare to "step over his body"?
Isn't that asking for trouble?
Mo Ziqiang looked at the extinguished torch on the ground and thought of Yun Jingting's ghostly movements just now. He then looked at his unwavering eyes and knew that as long as this "tiger" was here, tonight's "operation" would not be able to be completed.
He could only take a deep breath and say, "Well, in that case, let's wait and see. As a cadre in the army, you chose the wrong side in your political position. This is a very serious mistake. We will definitely report this to the leaders of the military region."
Yun Jingting smirked. "As you wish."
He pointed at the door and narrowed his fierce eyes. "Scram! Otherwise, I'll make an even more serious mistake!"
Mo Ziqiang's face alternated between red and white. His lips moved, but he didn't say anything. He was afraid that the other party would kick him again.
He simply flicked his sleeves and waved his hand at his subordinates. "Retreat!"
He was the first to leave the courtyard.
Immediately …
The group of people left in a hubbub.
They came quickly and left quickly. If it weren't for the messy footprints on the ground and the few remaining torches, it would be hard for anyone to imagine that so many things had happened in this short period of time.
The courtyard became quiet again.
The surroundings also returned to darkness.
The bright moonlight passed through the branches and leaves of the big locust tree and weaved into a net, covering Yun Jingting's face. It was half-bright and half-dark, but his eyes were especially bright under the moonlight, as if they contained the cold stars. When he looked at Mi Xaing 'er, there was no fierceness in his eyes at all. Instead, it was affectionate. "You must be scared."
His voice was gentle, as if he was a completely different person from before.
Mi Xaing 'er looked up and stared at him. After going through so much, she felt that this man was so responsible. "You … why are you here?"
"Well, Village Chief Bai called me and said that the task force is rushing over here, so I came." He reached out and gently pushed Mi Xaing 'er's shoulder. "Don't talk anymore. Go back to the house and rest. With me here tonight, no one will dare to come and cause trouble!"
Mi Xaing 'er paused. She wasn't complaining, but was worried. "Haven't you thought about the consequences? You're going against the task force like this. You're destroying your own future. My identity …"
Yun Laohu said indifferently, "What's wrong with your identity? Your identity is my wife. We're husband and wife. We're bound together for good and ill. We're lovers who will be in the same boat for the rest of our lives!"
Just as he finished speaking, Fu Bowen called out from under the roof. "Brother-in-law, you're here!"
Yun Laohu turned and saw that Tang Xiling was there too. Their eyes met.
He walked over and said in a soft and gentle tone, "Mom, did I disturb you? Don't be afraid. It's fine."
Then he bent over and looked at Fu Bowen. He joked, "Brother-in-law, not bad. You're a man now. You know how to protect a woman. Brother-in-law will buy you a roasted chicken tomorrow as a reward for your performance tonight!"
Tang Xiling continued. His voice was calm and his words were clear. "Let's talk inside the house."
He turned around.
He pulled Fu Bowen back to the main room.
Yun Jingting turned and looked at Mi Xaing 'er. He whispered, "What's wrong with your mom? Does she understand now or is she still confused? She's making me confused!"
He muttered to himself for a while. Seeing that Mi Xaing 'er's hair was a little messy, he reached out and tidied her bangs. He bent his fingers slightly and slid them down from her brow bone, slowly outlining her exquisite facial features …
Mi Xaing 'er could clearly feel the warmth and roughness of his fingertips …
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