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  The moon in the sky is reflected in the water, and the moon in the water is reflected in the sky. Lowering one's head to look at the water, raising it to look at the sky, how beautiful it is.

  Frequent entry into a fragrant room, after a long time, one becomes unaware of the fragrance. Frequent entry into a fish market, after a long time, one becomes unaware of the stench. The nasal cavity is still filled with a faint strange smell. Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang's sense of smell has become numb, even if someone dares to put a lump under their nose, who would have the guts?

  Two big men strolling leisurely under the beautiful moonlight, with a strong sense of atmosphere.

  The big pool in the villa is actually not a swimming pool, but a fish pond with fish, shrimp and thousand-year-old turtles.

  Before the accident, employer Yang Chaoqun always lived in the city and rarely came back. The lonely old man had someone dig a big pool and turned the courtyard garden into a vegetable field. He usually raised fish and grew vegetables. Although his family is now wealthy, the old man is still a down-to-earth farmer at heart, with a rustic simplicity.

  The old man didn't talk much, had a very good temper, and was always polite to people. His son Yang Chaogun, on the other hand, wasn't so much-tempered as weak-willed, a man without his own opinions, who listened to his wife in everything, and not at all like a businessman.

  Yang Chaoqun's wife is called Yang Qingxia, also known as Qingxia. The former Qingxia refers to the clouds in the sky, while this Qingxia refers to the mud on the ground. One is gentle and elegant, the other is ugly like a pig.

  At one o'clock in the morning, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the night in the countryside is relatively quiet.

  It was a tumultuous autumn, and everyone else had no intention of sleeping, but Yang Qingxia slept like a pig, snoring loudly, which was particularly jarring on this ghostly night, and could be heard clearly outside the villa.

  This is a hateful woman, the bodyguards didn't say it out loud, but they all thought so in their hearts. Yang Qingxia was like a local tyrant, treating Wu Ming and others as long-term workers who were exploited to the extreme, making them help her with tea and water, doing this and that, and having to ask for instructions on everything. She would often point at Wu Ming's nose and say: I didn't invite you back to eat idle meals!

  To get back to the point, Yang Qingxia was indeed a beautiful and elegant woman when she was young, not like now with her wearing a life jacket and looking like a fat pig. When Wu Ming saw the wedding photo of Yang Chaoyuan and his wife hanging in the living room, he still couldn't believe his eyes.

  Yang Chaogui doesn't look very good, to put it bluntly, he's ugly and short, even shorter than his wife. It's like a zither paired with a bamboo flute, or Wu Dalang paired with Pan Jinlian - they didn't match when they were young either.

  After marrying the beauty, Yang Chaogui treated her as a Bodhisattva, and with great effort, he finally spoiled the beauty into a fat pig. Now the two of them have more chemistry, monkey paired with fat pig, very much like a couple.

  Although the couple's figures are far apart, there is a saying that as long as the husband and wife's feelings are strong, even if they are mismatched like an iron bucket and a toothpick, height is not distance, and size is not a problem.

  Two long-tongued men hid in the car outside the villa, freely discussing their employer's family gossip behind his back to pass the endless night...

  Zhuge Dachang chuckled and said, "Tell me, what would happen if they used the Guanyin Lotus Seat when handling matters?"

  Wu Ming rubbed his nose and sneered: "If they dare try tonight, tomorrow will be the anniversary of Yang's death."

  The two were chatting happily when Lin Meiling's voice came from the earpiece: "Where are you guys?"

  "Wu Ming hastily pressed the earphone button and asked: 'We're patrolling outside, what's wrong?'"

  "There are several motorcycles coming, pay attention."

  Two people responded in unison, and as soon as they got off the car, five or six motorcycles with colorful lights arrived at the villa entrance. They were playing strange music, a group of young people claiming to be hippies, all holding paint buckets, seemingly with ill intentions?

  They look like they're here to dump feces. Such a young dung worker, really has a promising future. Wu Ming's sigh was not finished yet, when a group of young people were already preparing to dump the big feces, he hastily shouted loudly: "What are you guys doing?"

  "Run quickly!"

  Suddenly someone shouted loudly, then someone threw a paint bucket at Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang. Several motorcycles that had not been extinguished accelerated away, leaving behind a string of boisterous whistles and laughter...

  "Damn it! This group of damn brats...... Wu Ming rolled up his sleeves and shouted, "Pig brother, don't stop me, I'm going to catch up and blow their asses."

  Zhuge Dachang's hands were clasped together in front of his chest as he said calmly, "Then go!"

  Wu Ming asked sullenly: "Why didn't you stop me?"

  "Why should I stop you?"

  Just then, Lin Meiling rushed out of the villa and shouted: "Why didn't you catch them?"

  "What's the use of catching them? General Yang doesn't allow us to offend them."

  Wu Ming pointed at a plump dead chicken on the ground and said, "Huh? Another dead chicken is gone!"

  Zhuge Dachang picked it up and exclaimed with delight: "It's still warm, we can have a midnight snack tonight."

  "Have some chicken soup and add more ginger!"

  Two men walked back to the villa with a chicken, laughing and smiling. Lin Meiling shook her head, revealing a hint of helplessness, but fortunately, she didn't get splashed with feces!

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  The moon sister was kidnapped by an unknown person, and it was just before dawn when the children who had to go to school got up.

  Only Yang Qingxia slept well and got up especially early, holding her beloved dog and preparing to go out. Wu Ming happened to wander into her line of sight and was immediately caught by the female lead.

  "Wait!"

  "What's wrong?"

  "Help me take Wangzi out for a walk..." Yang Qingxia walked to Wu Ming's side, without saying anything, and directly handed him the dog chain.

  "I'm busy, I'm still working!" Wu Ming said coldly.

  "Just go if you're going, don't waste words!" Yang Qingxia scolded with a stern face, then turned around and walked a few steps before turning back to add: "Take care of Wangzi, just like my man, don't let it run wild."

  The same as a man? Can it be used as a man? Wu Ming was full of grievances, and with a dark face, he led the white Pomeranian out of the villa gate...

  He walked to the door, let the dog finish its business, and saw a paint bucket lying on the ground not far away, as well as some spilled feces. Wu Ming smiled, his smile was quite strange. He glanced around with a sly look, then led the dog over. Dogs can't help but eat poop, even famous ones...

  "Is it Prince Wangzi? Don't worry, I'm fine!"

  After the prince had a full meal, Wu Ming whistled and led it back, Yang Qingxia took out dog biscuits, the dog sniffed but didn't eat...

  Yang Qingxia was anxious, holding up the dog, "Why isn't Wangzi eating? What's wrong?"

  I'm full, and I still want to eat a ball! Wu Ming secretly smiled in his heart, but on his face was a serious expression, pretending to think deeply, and said: "Hmmm... I should be changing seasons and not adapting, so Wang Zi doesn't have an appetite for food, it's just a small problem, no big deal."

  "Really?"

  "Of course!"

  "What a poor little thing..." Yang Qingxia kissed the puppy.

  This made Wu Ming happy, his mind cleared of that little cloud, and he felt great, just like eating ice cream on a hot summer day...

  "What's so funny?" Yang Qingxia looked puzzled.

  "There's nothing... dogs are spiritual animals, they just need to be close to people more often, and they'll have vitality." Wu Ming said with a serious face.

  "It seems like you understand a lot?"

  "I understand, I understand."

  Zhuge Dachang went out for a patrol and didn't return until half an hour later. As soon as he entered the door, he encountered a strange scene: two people who should have been urinating into a pot were actually chatting with each other. He asked in surprise: "What are you guys talking about that's making you so happy?"

  As he spoke, Lin Meiling walked out of the house, stretched her limbs and said, "They've all gotten up, we can rest now."

  "Let's go, let's go, have some breakfast, I'm starving..." Wu Ming pulled Zhuge Dachang out of the villa...

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  The wind's pursuit, the trees don't hold back, the pitiful fallen leaves drift in the autumn breeze. This is a golden season, a harvest season, the best time to set fires.

  Of course, this season is most likely to remind people of a saying: The heaven is dry and the things are withered, beware of fire, or you will be locked up!

  Earlier, they had eaten a midnight snack, but it had been digested long ago. Three people sharing one chicken was clearly not enough to eat. Lin Meiling kept saying she wasn't hungry, but when Zhuge Dachang finished preparing the chicken, she ate no less than the two men.

  "Right, let's go buy a gun later!"

  Zhuge Dachang was startled and almost drove the car into the ditch, cursing loudly: "Are you crazy? What do you want to buy a gun for?"

  "What I want to buy is a toy gun." Wu Ming rolled his eyes.

  "Toy gun? What's the point of buying that thing?"

  "Didn't you see when you just went out? Last night, those people not only brought big feces and dead chickens, but also several buckets of pig blood, which were thrown near Yang's neighbor's house...". Wu Ming frowned and rubbed his nose, continuing: "I guess this matter may further escalate and deteriorate, so I wanted to scare off those people with a gun."

  Zhuge Dachang spat and said: "How... can you scare people with toy guns? Who can you scare?"

  Wu Ming revealed a sly smile and said, "We're on the night shift, it's so dark at night, who can see clearly? Even if you pull out a rolling pin, you can scare someone to death."

  "Why bother with a toy gun? A stick will do!"

  "Isn't this pursuing reality?"

  There was a noodle shop by the side of the road, and the two were already starving. They stopped the car and walked into the shop. Wu Ming directly shouted: "Boss, bring us two bowls of noodles, make them big bowls."

  The noodle shop is located in a remote area, and the store looks old and shabby. There are no customers. Soon, an auntie brought up a bowl of noodles. This is a very Chinese-style pulled noodle, with very little meat, but plenty of scallions, onions, and other messy things.

  Two people couldn't wait to pick up their chopsticks, Wu Ming's chopstick skills were still poor, Zhuge Dachang had already eaten several mouthfuls, and he only managed to pick up a few strands of noodles, preparing to put them in his mouth when he discovered a black, shiny hair, slightly curled.

  Wu Ming picked up a hair with his fingers and shouted: "Boss, how is there hair in the noodles!"

  A bald old man came out, touched his bald head and said in a loud voice: "How can there be hair? I don't have a single hair on my head."

  He walked to Wu Ming's side, and indeed in his hand was a strand of hair. The bald old man shouted: "Alright, alright, I'll help cook another bowl, what a hassle." As he spoke, he strode back into the kitchen, still walking while reaching into his pants to scratch...

  It's not hair, but it's a thousand times more disgusting than hair!

  If it weren't for the sake of Old Man Zhang's family, Zhuge Dachang really wanted to smash up the shop and have the two people leave their money behind without saying a word before running out.

  Ugh...

  "Brother Pig! You must hold on!"

  Xuande's face turned pale as he sighed, "Three Guis! After we get back, we need to go calculate our fate and change our luck. Lately, it's been nothing but bad luck, either vomiting or diarrhea."

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