My 1991

Li Dong was driven away by him.

Remembering what Widow Zhang said at the entrance of the alley during the day, Lu An closed the courtyard door tightly and pulled the latch of the crossbar.

After thinking for a while, he worriedly used a wrist-thick log to hold it up from the inside.

Is it okay now?

Want to find yourself at night?

Bah, there is no door!

To be honest, if other people in Guifei Lane made such a joke, he would just listen and not care. But facing Widow Zhang, he really didn't know what to do.

If others don’t know, doesn’t he know? This woman is definitely a master of what she says and what she does.

I went back to the house and took out the change tickets for the stall and counted them.

57 yuan and 8 cents.

He made a lot of money today, but most of it was done by Li Dong and Ye Run, and he just went to study. During this period, there was only one axle that Li Dong couldn't repair, so he did it himself.

After counting the money again, Lu An put the 50 yuan in the book and locked it.

With the other 7 yuan and 8 cents, he planned to buy some meat and some good vegetables tomorrow, and invite the two of them to his home for dinner in the evening.

Although he knew that they were doing him a favor and would not ask for money, they always got what they wanted, otherwise he would feel bad about it.

After carrying three buckets of water to the kitchen, finding a change of clothes and taking a shower, Luan went into crazily reading mode again.

It has been more than 10 days since I was reborn. I have worked hard and the effect is still very significant.

Thanks to him being a university professor in his previous life, he maintained the classroom feel and didn't have much trouble reading books and answering questions. So far, I have almost finished memorizing the political, history and geography textbooks for the first semester of the first semester of high school, and now I am working on the textbooks for the second semester of the first semester of high school.

Especially in history and geography, he has made rapid progress and has reviewed half of the textbooks in the second semester.

As for politics, this is a subject that relies on understanding and memory. After living in Lu Anqian for so long, what else has he not figured out?

What may seem like some obscure political terminology to other students is easy and simple for him.

The one with the slowest progress is mathematics, which he used to be best at. Since the most important feature of this course is that it requires practice and requires a lot of problem solving, he cannot be a talkative player.

I remember that I used to have a deskmate who opened a math extracurricular tutoring book, oh! He knows this question at a glance, and he knows that question at a glance. The formulas and solution steps to be used are flowing in his mouth.

Then after reading through it like this, he felt that these questions were not worthy of his calculations.

The result was: my deskmate was on the verge of passing every math test, failed the next few big questions, failed the college entrance examination, and went to a junior college.

This is a typical case of high ambition and low ambition.

He first did math problems for 3 hours, and then studied geography for 2 hours. When the first rooster crow sounded outside, he went to bed on time.

Before going to bed, he felt that the weather tonight was too stuffy, so he left the door open.

Due to time constraints, he now has a habit of roughly recalling today's knowledge points while lying in bed.

If you encounter someone you are not familiar with, turn on the light immediately to consolidate it. After doing this several times, each knowledge point will be more impressive, and it will be difficult to forget it in a short time.

After reviewing the mathematical formulas, filtering through several typical mathematical questions today, and finally sorting out the geographical knowledge, Lu An slowly fell asleep in a satisfied mood.

In the haze, I seemed to hear slight footsteps...

He struggled to open his eyes. With the help of the faint moonlight, the room was normal. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the door, and it was still normal.

This, is this an illusion?

With this thought, Lu An grabbed the spare rebar on the bedside with his right hand, stared at the door for another minute, and found that he felt lonely.

Later, I was so sleepy that I couldn't stand it anymore, my eyelids drooped and I fell asleep again.

Half asleep and half awake...

Suddenly, Lu An felt someone touch his chest, and then the roots of his thighs, and then there were hands pulling down his underwear.

Fuck it!

Opening his eyes suddenly, there was actually a dark shadow in front of the bed. Lu An's head suddenly pounded and he almost fainted from fright. He was a person who was naturally afraid of ghosts and snakes.

But he realized in the next second that even if he was a ghost, he had encountered the legendary lecher tonight. That was no good, he was still a virgin. As he said that, he took out the rebar under the pillow with his right hand and struck it vertically.

"Luann, it's me, your aunt."

It was too late, but soon, the black shadow realized that Lu An had been awakened, and quickly reached out to grab his right wrist to prevent the rebar from falling on her.

Uh, Widow Zhang?

In Lu An's mind, 10,000 grass-mud horses rushed past. With a stabbing sound, he reached out and turned on the light.

"Aunt Zhang, it's so late at night."

Widow Zhang quickly turned off the light: "Shh! Don't turn on the light. There are no curtains on your window. You can see the situation in your room from the tower opposite."

After saying that, without waiting for Lu An's reply, she added: "Don't worry, no one saw my aunt come in."

Lu An was a little confused and asked subconsciously: "How did you get in?"

"Do you think you can stop me by closing the courtyard door? My aunt dropped the rope from the second floor window." As she said that, Widow Zhang took off her shoes, went to bed, and pounced on me.

"Come on, let me teach you how to hurt a woman..." As she spoke, Widow Zhang pounced on him with incomparable precision, as if she had a pair of night vision eyes and her sight was not blocked at all.

This series of movements was very fast and skillful, and Lu An was hugged before he could even react.

At this moment, Widow Zhang transformed into Li Yuanba, wielding two sledgehammers and almost smashed him silly.

It was early autumn, and their clothes were very thin. Lu An's body reacted instinctively after a violent contact.

But he understood that this was not a matter of men and women sleeping together.

If he didn't secure the door tonight, Widow Zhang would dare to come and attack him every night in the future. How would he behave in the future?

What will Sister Qingchi think when she hears this?

Did he really marry Widow Zhang amidst the ridicule of the men, women and men in Guifei Lane?

Widow Zhang, who is in her 30s, is as strong as a wolf and a tiger. She has been hungry for a long time and is surprisingly strong at this time.

But no matter how strong he was, Lu An, who was born in a rural area, and had practiced boxing and kicking in his previous life, was able to take down Widow Zhang from above in just a few strokes.

Seeing this, Widow Zhang lay down and said, "Xiao An, do you want to do it by yourself? Well, Auntie, lie still and cooperate with you."

"I you."

Lu An could treat any woman with some dignity, but like this, he lost his temper.

After putting on his shoes and getting out of bed, he walked to the door and said, "Aunt Zhang, just leave as you came. I'll just pretend you don't know tonight, otherwise it won't sound good.

Especially Liao Shiqi is only 15 years old. How can she look up and meet people in the future if you let her do this? "

Lu An's words were a little cold and straightforward, which made Widow Zhang stunned.

After a long while, Widow Zhang said angrily: "Xiao An, Auntie underestimated you, thinking you were so well-developed and thought you would need me.

But my aunt has been without a man for more than ten years. In the past, many men were interested in my body, but my aunt didn't agree. It can be seen that when I see you, my aunt can't hold it back. It's true, aunt.

Why don't you give it a try? No one will know about it, and it costs nothing. If you regret it once you try it, my aunt will not come here anymore. If you like it, my aunt will be at your call from now on.

"stop!"

Lu An couldn't listen anymore and quickly stopped.

What does it mean to be unable to rely on yourself? What does it mean to try without cost? Don't you want to be an old cow eating young grass, and want to get free meals here for a long time?

This is a fool.

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Let me explain: This book is not about gangsters. It is about the Mulan Gang. I just want to draw out one thing. Don’t get me wrong.