Chapter 1139: Feeling uneasy

Zheng the Bald Donkey was so stunned he gasped and asked in surprise, "Afang, you aren't still having marital relations with Xiao Xia, are you? You're already heavily pregnant."

Afang laughed saucily and said, "Director Zheng, you don't know about this. When I had my prenatal checkup, I specifically asked the doctor. The doctor said it's okay to do it after three months, just don't be too vigorous. If your belly is big, don't lie down, kneeling is fine."

Hearing his wife and Zheng the Bald Donkey talking so directly and explicitly, and knowing that Zheng the Bald Donkey had not only slept with Afang many times but had even taken her "back door" for the first time, Xia Jian, who was on the side, gritted his teeth, glared at Afang, poked her, and whispered, "Ask about the main business quickly."

Afang rolled her eyes at Xia Jian and muttered in a low voice, "Are you stupid? If you don't chat with someone for a bit and just ask about the main business, it looks too purposeful and isn't good."

"Oh, there's such a saying? I wasn't aware of that. I thought the longer the pregnancy, the less one would dare to do it. Turns out it's still possible," Zheng the Bald Donkey said with a lewd smile.

Afang said with tender coquetry, "That's because you don't understand, Director Zheng. By the way, Director Zheng, have there been any personnel changes in your unit recently?"

Afang's fox tail was gradually showing, and Zheng the Bald Donkey understood the true purpose of her call—she must be trying to scout out information about the Deputy Division Chief position for Xia Jian. Zheng the Bald Donkey hadn't considered Xia Jian at all; in the end, he was just being wishful. "No, where would there be any personnel changes? The New Year has just passed, and a lot of work is just getting on track, so how could there be any personnel changes?" Zheng the Bald Donkey said with a chuckle, completely denying it.

Afang said "Oh," shook her head at Xia Jian on the side, and then said with a smile, "If you're still driving, Director Zheng, then I won't disturb you. Remember to boil some chicken soup to drink when you get home, especially before going to bed at night. It's very nourishing, and then you can let your wife see if there's any change." After saying this, Afang let out a silver-bell-like laugh.

"Ha," Zheng the Bald Donkey also laughed uncontrollably, saying while laughing, "Alright, I'll nourish myself when I get back in a while."

Returning home, since it was still early, Zheng the Bald Donkey's wife, Ma Li, was still in the living room watching TV. Zheng the Bald Donkey asked her while putting down his leather bag, "Where is the snake-skin bag that Ruru brought back today?"

Ma Li said, "It's in the bathroom. Why does it smell so bad?"

Zheng the Bald Donkey said impatiently, "It has two native chickens in it, how could it not smell? I'll take one out, you stew some soup for me to drink, let's taste how the native chickens raised in the countryside are."

If one had to talk about Ma Li, who was in her early forties, besides often feeling lonely because she wasn't nourished by a man, she could be considered a very virtuous wife. She kept the house clean, tidy, and spotless, and she was also a good cook. As soon as Zheng the Bald Donkey gave the order, Ma Li nodded without complaint and said, "Then you take it out and kill it first, then I'll cook it. I don't dare to kill it."

Zheng the Bald Donkey rolled his eyes at her and said, "You don't even have that much courage!" Saying this, he took off his coat, got up, and went to the bathroom. He opened the bag, reached in, and pulled out an old hen that had been trapped for a day and was already on its last legs. After grabbing it and pulling it out, Zheng the Bald Donkey suddenly felt a stench of feces hit his face, and his hands felt soft and sticky. Out of curiosity, he took a closer look and—damn—he realized the old hen was covered in yellow feces. Not chicken feces, but human feces. Disgusted, he immediately let go. Once it hit the ground, the old hen suddenly became full of spirit, "clucking" and running wild in Zheng the Bald Donkey's house, getting feces everywhere. Zheng the Bald Donkey was truly furious. He stood in place for a while, grabbed a mop, rushed out, and in a fit of rage, beat the old hen to death. He no longer had the heart to drink chicken soup, so he kicked it into the toilet and put it back in the bag. Perhaps frightened by the death of its companion, the other chicken behaved and didn't even make a sound.

Looking at his two hands, covered in feces, and his clothes splattered everywhere, Zheng the Bald Donkey was almost exploding with rage. He thought to himself, *How could there be human feces in the bag? Could it be that this brat Xia Jian felt I didn't consider him and wanted to take revenge? *

In a fit of rage, he washed his hands, took off his shirt and pants, and returned to the sofa wearing only his underwear. Zheng the Bald Donkey took out his phone and dialed Xia Jian directly. ===== CHAPTER 1140 =====