Yang Hongmei hid behind everyone and watched the police officers enter the office.

"Ah, Sister Hong, are you sick?

Why are your hands so cold? ”

The fat aunt standing next to her exclaimed.

Yang Hongmei was held by the fat aunt's hand and suddenly retracted.

Then on his face, he squeezed out a smile and said, "Auntie, I'm fine, it's just that it's a little cloudy today, and I'm wearing a little less." ”

After speaking, he hurriedly turned around and ran in the direction of the dormitory.

"Hey, Zhiqiang,, what's wrong with Yang Hongmei?"

The fat aunt shook her head and replied inexplicably: "I don't know what's going on, I accidentally touched Yang Hongmei's hand just now, hey, hey, it's almost like a dead person." ”

When everyone heard the fat aunt's words, they couldn't help but spit a few mouthfuls of saliva, and then stopped paying attention to her.

No wonder Yang Hongmei's face is so ugly, anyone who is said to be a dead man, I'm afraid her face won't look good.

Wang Weiguo, who was at home with a little red wine, crossed Erlang's legs, hummed a tune in his mouth, and unscrewed a peanut shell in his hand, was about to throw the peanuts in the peanut shell into his mouth.

I heard the door of my house being slammed and pushed open.

Then, Yang Hongmei, who was pale-faced, quickly closed the door, and leaned against the door, holding on hard to prevent herself from falling to the ground.

"What's going on?

Why are you sweating profusely and looking like you've seen a ghost? ”

Wang Weiguo glanced at her, and after speaking, he slapped the peanuts in his hand and threw them into his mouth.

"You still have the heart to drink wine and eat peanuts, do you know that the police have found this textile factory."

Yang Hongmei's eyes were red, and she lowered her voice in fear and shouted at Wang Weiguo.

Originally, Wang Weiguo wanted to pick up a peanut and prepare to peel the shell, but when he heard his wife's words, he suddenly sat up with a half-lying body.

His eyes rolled, and then he raised his head and asked, "Don't mess around first, have you ever heard what the public security is doing here?" ”

Yang Hongmei shook her head again and again, thought about it, and then said in a trembling voice: "They went directly into the factory director's office, and they didn't know what to do, but, looking at the appearance, I was worried that it had something to do with that incident." ”

Speaking of this, thinking of that person, Yang Hongmei's tears couldn't help but fall.

"Okay, I don't know what the police are doing, what are you anxious about, what is there to cry about?

Hmph, you won't cry for that Liu Tianlang!"

Speaking of this, Wang Weiguo stood up irritably.

I saw that he was of medium stature, but his body was very strong.

His left index finger was clearly severed and was worn with a black plastic finger cover.

There are many female workers in the textile factory, but it does not mean that there are no male workers, but there are few!

And Wang Weiguo used to manage and repair machines, but he didn't expect that an accident made him lose a finger.

At the same time, because of his dereliction of duty, he was transferred to the boiler room to burn the boiler.

In the past, such work, even if it was a temporary worker, was rushed to do it.

What's more, Wang Weiguo, who lost his fingers.

Although there is such a big difference in the treatment of repairing machines and burning boilers, at least, it is better than being fired and returning to his hometown to farm.

Later, after being introduced, he also married Yang Hongmei, who was a textile worker.

It's just that they have been married for almost ten years, and the two have never had children.

Therefore, neighbors often hear and see Wang Weiguo punching and kicking Yang Hongmei after he was drunk.