"Captain Lu, what's wrong! Captain Gu's beautiful widow who just passed through the door held a spiritual tablet and knelt down with her two daughters at the gate of the military area, saying she wanted justice!"
Lin Wanqiu was dressed in a coarse mourning dress, with her back straight: "My man shed blood for the country, but the pension was corrupted by the evil mother-in-law, who drove us three out of the house overnight! Doesn't the military region care about this?!"
Lu Zhengting looked at the pretty widow biting her lips stubbornly in the cold wind, and the twin sisters shivering in her arms with dark eyes. He took off his military coat and put it on her thin shoulders: "I don't care. Not only do I care about your money, but from now on, I, Lu Zhengting, will take over the lives of you three."
In the early 1980s, Lin Wanqiu thought that working as a cook in the cafeteria in the military compound would be enough to raise twins safely. Unexpectedly, the living king of hell, who was famous throughout the military district, blocked her in the corridor of Tongzilou every night and beat her to death.
"Lu Zhengting, my husband, I also bring two oil bottles!"
The man's Adam's apple rolled, his voice was hoarse and he pushed her against the corner: "I am lucky, and I am missing two girls. In late autumn, I feel sorry for me..."
