When the next subway arrives, Dong Yi boards the subway again.

The subway was still crowded, and the squeezing feeling from his body made him feel quite uncomfortable. Dong Yi frowned and cursed in his heart: "It's so fucking so much. No matter what, I will definitely buy my own car!"

About half an hour later, people around gradually began to get off the car one by one, and the surroundings began to become empty. Dong Yi tidied up his collar a few times and felt relaxed.

Then a subway voice prompted, indicating that the passengers will arrive at the next stop.

Dong Yi hurried to the car door, waited for the car door to open, and walked out of the subway.

When the car door opened, Dong Yi stood in front of the door and suddenly felt a crowd of people in front of him.

There were people in front of me, rushing in like evil wolf, like a life-losing wolf. Dong Yimang was strong and used force to rush out immediately.

While carrying the crowd that was hiking from the side, he cursed: "Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze! The scoop is shoveling, are you rushing to reincarnate?"

At this moment, Dong Yi felt as if he was in the anti-current, and the figures passing by him were like floods flying towards him, washing away his body over and over again!

Dong Yi found that at this moment, he was like a fish shaking his fins and waving his tail, using his breasts to exert force, and carrying the continuous thrust force with all his strength, swearing to kill a way out for himself!

He fought hard, resisting the long-lasting river beside him, without compromise, and without giving up, gritting his teeth to keep his last stubbornness!

Looking up, he saw a mess, and he couldn't see the end. He didn't know where he could go, so he could only walk against the current alone.

He endured the rushing figure beside him, flattered and cursed: "Do not block the way, I will arrest you if I am squeezing me to hinder the official business!"

Unfortunately, the crowd around him still ignored him. After a moment, through the gaps coming from the crowd, Dong Yi finally saw the dawn of victory.

He thought he would never swim at the source of the river like a fish.

But he found that the pressure around him was getting smaller and smaller, and the figures were gradually becoming less and less. Dong Yi knew that the subway countercurrent was finally coming to an end!

Sudden!

Dong Yi noticed that there seemed to be a dark curtain in his sight, and the originally sparse figure became sticky again, and a powerful force came instantly!

At this moment, he felt like he was blocking a chariot with a mantis arm, facing thousands of troops alone.

A new wave of people rushed over, with great momentum, Dong Yi could only grit his teeth and rub against the ground with his toes...

Gradually, Dong Yi felt that his feet were in the air and his feet were getting less and less able to grasp the ground. Finally, Dong Yi symbolically moved his feet, which were swinging lightly in the air, and returned to the subway with the crowd again.

With a grunt, the car doors closed and the subway started driving quickly!

A shrill sound from the soul floated out: "I want to get off the car!"

The sound whizzed past and headed towards the next stop!

On the other side of the school gate...

Xiaoying was wearing a school uniform, a short skirt with her beautiful face, which looked pleasing to the eye. She stopped outside the school gate, as if she was waiting for something.

Suddenly, a shout came: "Xiaoying!"

Seeing Azhen running over panting, Xiaoying was surprised: "Why are you the only one? Didn't Brother Dong Yi drive you?"

"The car broke down at home. My dad and my younger sister got to school. My brother and I took the subway. He and I were not on the same route, so we went to another line!"

Hearing Yan Xiaoying let out a perfunctory voice. At this moment, she looked at Ah Zhen and tilted her head. Seeing that Ah Zhen’s cheeks were a little red, she was surprised: “What’s wrong with your face?”

Azhen frowned, touched her cheek instinctively, rolled her eyes and muttered: "I just got my face clamped by the subway during the morning rush hour..."

On the other hand, Dong Yi finally got off the subway. He missed the station and sighed in his heart: "Going to work is like seeking scriptures in the West. Do you still want people to live?"

Dong Yi finally got off the car and decided in his heart that even if he only walked back to the police station with his feet today, he would not take the subway during peak hours!

At the same time, in the residential building where Dong Yi lives, Fat Mom played mahjong with a housewife in the street.

The three aunts and six wives, four women gathered together, set up a small table in the spacious public corridor of the building, making a cup of tea, chatting about family matters while playing mahjong in their hands.

This is Fat Mom's daily life. It's a pity. Somehow, Fat Mom felt that she was not lucky today and lost several times in a row. Although she didn't have much money, she only had fifty dollars, but she felt uncomfortable.

When he saw someone who wanted to get involved, he followed the opportunity to let the man take his place, got up and left the mahjong table, and walked downstairs.

After leaving the residential building, I first went to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities, and then went to the lottery store to buy a lottery ticket.

As usual throughout the day today, nothing happened. Dong Yi also spent a leisurely day in the police station and left half an hour early in the afternoon.

He and Zhao Min were going on a date and planned to go for dinner together, so naturally they didn't go home.

Dong Biao asked his subordinates to carry him on a journey and go to school to pick up Xiaoling.

In the night, Hong Kong Island gradually entered the city that never sleeps...

Dong Yi and Zhao Min live in a two-person world, while on the other side, Dong Biao and others sat on the sofa in the living room and watched TV entertainment when they were free.

The family watched the costume drama played by the TV station. In the drama, a knight, holding a sword in his hand, had just learned to go down the mountain.

This person seemed to have no idea about the outside world, so he asked the girl passing by, "Miss, when is it now?"

The girl looked like peach blossoms and smiled slightly: "In the late Eastern Han Dynasty!"

Seeing this, Dong Biao curled his lips: "In the late Eastern Han Dynasty? Is the screenwriter's brain ill? Can an ancient man know that it was the late?"

Azhen was puzzled by the side: "Dad is right, the background of this martial arts drama is set in the late Eastern Han Dynasty!"

Dong Biao looked at Azhen angrily: "You, you know how to play all day long. Then I ask you, if you were living in the War of Resistance Against Japan, when did someone ask you, how would you answer?"

Azhen was proudly aware: "Eight years of anti-Japanese war!"

"Girl, do you have a brain? You are a person during the Anti-Japanese War. The anti-Japanese war has just begun, and you know that you have fought for eight years?!

Are you Zhuge Kongming? Or Buddha Tathagata, can you know five hundred years ago and five hundred years later?"

Azhen was stunned when she heard this, and then retorted: "But the heroine is talking about the late Eastern Han Dynasty, not the eighth year of the Anti-Japanese War?"

"Yes, she is a person living in the Eastern Han Dynasty. Why should she know that it was the last year? This is the same as you said in eight years. Do you understand it clearly!"

Upon hearing this, Azhen didn't care: "I just know anyway! Hum..."

Dong Biao shook his head, and the fat mother smiled on the side: "Okay, I'm just watching a TV series, why is it so exaggerated? It's just a fictional one, and it's not a big deal."

On the other side, Xiaoling smiled and said, "By the way, mom, did you buy Mark Six today?"
Chapter completed!