Brother Le asked Wei Qian to work on the day shift first, and then switch to the night shift after the plaster cast on his arm was removed.
The night shift in the nightclub is very well paid. There are two groups of people on shifts. One shift only lasts four hours, but the money is three times that of the day. Of course, it is the thugs who get the high salary, not the little brother like Mazi who struggles to clean up.
With Wei Qian's qualifications, he would not be able to work on this glorious night shift. In order to show his closeness, Le Ge personally asked the manager for an exceptional promotion.
Mazi was extremely envious, but Wei Qian was not happy, and his cigarette smoking became even more fierce.
The future is dangerous and uncertain, even if Wei Qian is a money-loser, it will be difficult for him to express joy over the extra income.
On this day, when Song Xiaobao and Wei Zhiyuan came home from school, Wei Qian cut a small watermelon weighing more than two catties in half, and asked the two of them to dig in half with a spoon and eat while doing their homework.
Song Xiaobao sat cross-legged on the sofa, eating watermelon soup all over his mouth, and said happily while eating: "Brother, sister Niuniu is dead."
Wei Qian was taken aback: "Who?"
"Sister Niuniu, she's so tall, she has two small dimples on her face, her eyes are like this, she combs her hair like this, and lives in the small bungalow in front." Song Xiaobao stretched out his hands to open his eyes when he described his eyes, and went when he described his hair Pulling her own hair, dancing with gestures, and body language, it can be seen that there is a reason why she failed Chinese in the first grade.
Wei Qian leaned back, avoiding her a bit: "You sit down for me, talk well, and spray me in the face - dead? How did you die?"
"He died like this." Song Xiaobao said, rolling his eyes on the spot, holding her half of the watermelon and dumping it to the side, a line of watermelon juice dripped out from the corner of her mouth.
Wei Qian: ""
His little sister, despite her youth, had an unearthly mimetic ability to pierce through phenomena. For the first time, Wei Qian felt that it was a pity that this girl was not good-looking, otherwise, when she grew up, she might be able to become an actress.
Wei Zhiyuan calmly added from the side: "He died from taking rat poison."
Song Xiaobao recovered from the state of death, and hurriedly asked: "How do you know?"
Wei Zhiyuan said calmly like a person who has seen the world: "She is foaming at the mouth, and her face is that color, she must have died of rat poison, I have seen it before."
Song Xiaobao said admiringly, "Why have you seen everything? Is rat medicine good?"
Wei Zhiyuan's brows twitched when she asked this stupid question that exceeded his expectations. After three seconds, he decided to cooperate with this idiot with insufficient brain blood supply, so he said in a serious and serious tone: "It's okay, colorful and colorful. , the red one is watermelon-flavored, the green one is apple-flavored, mice love to eat it.”
Song Xiaobao eagerly asked, "Is it crisp?"
Wei Zhiyuan: "Crisp."
Wei Qian: ""
Wei Zhiyuan is a child after all, Wei Qian can actually see that sometimes he pretends to be stupid on purpose, but Wei Qian always thinks that Xiao Yuan is trying to curry favor with Xiao Bao, and never thinks about himself.
After all, he seldom received care in his life, and even ignored himself.
Let it be that Wei Qian had heard about this matter, because he couldn't remember who "Niu Niu" was through Xiao Bao's narration in the end. But this matter that he neglected did not pass away. In the evening, Sanpang and Mazi bought vegetables together, and came to his house to cook. Serve you as an uncle, right? Don’t sit there waiting to eat, don’t you still have one hand? Take the bowls and chopsticks!”
Wei Qian raised his voice: "Mazi!"
Mazi agreed neatly that he was going to work for him, but was so frightened by San Pang's stare that he shrank back.
"Pocket," Wei Qian got up slowly, and commented pertinently, "Your old man is really uncomfortable!"
Mazi was not ashamed but proud, and said happily, "Yes!"
Wei Qian: ""
Wei Qian wandered into the kitchen, opened the cupboard with his toes, and glanced lazily at the hut. The two boys finally calmed down, and each occupied a corner of the table, facing homework.
Wei Qian's mood suddenly improved uncontrollably, and he felt like a home with these two panting little things in the room.
"Qian'er," San Pang suddenly said at this time, "Look at our sister Xiaobao these two days, don't let her go out and run around after school."
Wei Qian responded casually: "What's wrong?"
San Pang said, "You know Niu Niu, right?"
Wei Qian: "Huh?"
"The one with the pigtails lives in front, one year older than Xiaobao." Sanpang glanced into the two small rooms, lowered his voice and whispered in Wei Qian's ear, "That girl is gone this afternoon. Died of rat poison."
Wei Qian was too lazy to listen to other people's shit, he couldn't even worry about his own shit, so he glanced at San Pang impatiently: "I think you're too idle, fat man, don't you talk about matchmaking all day long?" It's the shitty thing about three mice and four eyes, you"
San Pang slapped him on the injured arm with a solemn expression: "You fucking keep your voice down!"
"Hiss me fuck you"
Sanpang said seriously: "Listen to me! That little girl was spoiled by someone, the child is timid, and she didn't dare to tell the adults after several days. I don’t know how much I have suffered, and I dare not say it again. I didn’t think about it for a while yesterday, and I committed suicide by taking rat poison—can you give your sister some snacks?”
Wei Qian frowned and glanced at him: "Nonsense"
"Who is talking nonsense to you? Is anyone talking nonsense about this? Everyone is dead! Am I that wicked?" San Pang glared at him. Watch closely, do you hear me?"
Wei Qian stretched out his hand incomprehensibly and gestured on his waist: "That brat has slender arms and legs, isn't it just a chopstick when poked there? What's good about that? Who is it? Is he sick?"
"I can't tell you, you stupid grandson, you know money every day, you know how to fight, what else do you know?" San Pang waved his hand impatiently, "Some people just can't be hard on normal women. The kind of children who haven’t grown up, and those who like men—Niu Niu’s mother is crying to the point of menopause, yelling to call the police, and now her grandma has locked her at home.”
Hearing the word "man", Wei Qian frowned uncomfortably, and asked again: "Why don't you call the police, her grandma is demented?"
"The old lady doesn't turn her head. She thinks that if this matter is reported to the police, the whole family will not be able to hold their heads up. Well, anyway," San Fatty said this, and suddenly stopped talking, because when he looked up, he saw Wei Zhiyuan didn't know when he was lying on the edge of the kitchen door, and he didn't know how much he heard.
San Pang was taken aback: "Oh, this unlucky boy, no matter how he walks, he doesn't move, he looks like a weasel!"
Weasel Wei Zhiyuan's face remained the same, as if he didn't hear the two of them talking, he raised his chest and said, "I'll help my brother carry the plate."
"Hey, this little weasel is quite filial!" The three fat palms smacked the back of Wei Zhiyuan's head, almost covering his little head, and hurriedly pushed him on the back, "go quickly."
Said, he and Wei Qian looked at each other, and they both stopped the topic just now.
For the next few days, Wei Qian took the two children to and from school.
In the prodigal elementary school, school starts too late in the morning and leaves school too early in the evening. It is very difficult for Wei Qian to cooperate with their time.
In the morning, it was barely enough, but in the afternoon when school was over, it was especially unethical. It was past three o’clock, and Wei Qian was still early from work. He had to drag his arm in a plaster cast and rush to the elementary school every day as fast as he could. Get the two cubs home, buy a fifty cents "double popsicle" for each of them, then lock the two of them at home, and then run back like a reincarnated person at lightning speed.
Literally speaking, he really ran on his legs. Because Wei Qian was going to be transferred to the night shift, many people secretly looked at him and disliked him. He was afraid of delaying too long and giving others the opportunity to make irresponsible remarks, so he was reluctant. That car money.
In this way, he vividly developed a pair of swift legs to catch up with and overtake the bus.
That heartless Song Xiaobao doesn't know how to feel sorry for her brother, and is quite satisfied with this kind of life, because every day there is one and a half "double sticks" and the extra half comes from Wei Zhiyuan, who usually breaks the double sticks Open, eat half first, and the remaining half will be cheaper for Xiaobao most of the time.
Delicious and lazy—he has already fully figured out this little sister's peeing nature, and is very good at dealing with her.
After running back and forth like a donkey for more than ten days, when Wei Qian went to the hospital for a review, he was scolded by the doctor on the spot and gave a serious warning: "If you continue to do this, you will have to wait for a long mountain road. Bend your arms!"
Wei Qian felt quite humiliated, because Mazi was waiting outside with two small things. The big, the young and the young had never seen the world. Wei Qian felt that it was very embarrassing to be scolded in front of them. were all destroyed.
Wei Zhiyuan didn't say a word, feeling as if his heart had been knocked down, sore and sore.
There was a manly desire for protection in his heart, but his body was still immature.
The contradiction between the growing desire to be strong and the limited physical conditions of children constitutes Wei Zhiyuan's main psychological contradiction before puberty.
In the middle of the night that day, Wei Qian heard ping-pong thoughts in the kitchen, he reached out his hand to touch, and the boy next to him got up at some point, Wei Qian rubbed his eyes and cursed, walked into the kitchen, raised his hand and turned on the kitchen light, While raising his hand to block the glare of the light, he said impatiently: "You don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you fussing about?"
Wei Zhiyuan was dragging a long steel pipe, looking up at him innocently.
The half of the kitchen connected to the balcony is usually used for cooking, and the other half is used to pile up various sundries, among which there are many murder weapons that Wei Qian casually threw in.
Wei Zhiyuan dragged out a scrap steel pipe from this pile of debris. This time he deliberately picked a shorter one, taking advantage of his hands, so as not to drag it on the ground as shamefully as last time, with a weapon in his hand. At times, he will feel very powerful.
Wei Qian was stunned: "What are you doing with it?"
Wei Zhiyuan glanced at his newly bandaged arm, puffed out his chest and said, "I'll take it to school, you won't use it tomorrow, I'll bring Xiaobao back, and when I get home, I'll see that she doesn't run around and locks the door behind her. "
When he said this, he took a certain attitude of taking it for granted, as if he was a little adult who could handle things.
Wei Qian felt that he was flustered in his heart, the kid he picked up was not a white-eyed wolf, he was sensible and knew how to love others, but on the surface, Wei Qian still frowned unceremoniously, picked up Wei Zhiyuan with one hand, and opened the door. The faucet rinsed his little dirty hands: "You can still bear it - wash your hands, let me go to sleep honestly, and I will beat you if you make trouble!"
Wei Zhiyuan obediently did not argue. Although the elder brother's expression was stinky and his words were not pleasant, Wei Zhiyuan didn't care. care.
But although Wei Zhiyuan didn't say anything at the time, when Wei Qian wasn't paying attention the next day, he still stuffed the water pipe into his schoolbag.
In the afternoon, when Wei Qian came to pick up people at his usual time, he saw Xiao Yuan leading Xiao Bao towards home on the way.
The two cubs didn't wait for him, and boldly went home by themselves.
Because they were on the opposite side of the road, the two of them didn't see Wei Qian, and Wei Qian didn't go there, but followed from a distance.
Even though he was well nourished and grew a little, the little boy was only two fingers taller than the little girl, but he was like a strong protector, with a serious expression, holding his sister with one hand, and holding his sister with the other. Holding a dirty steel pipe in his hand, he walked the short distance home as if he was going through the sky without hesitation.
Wei Qian was a little dumbfounded, he watched the two children all the way home, Wei Zhiyuan let Xiaobao enter the house very seriously, then he held up the ridiculous steel pipe like an underground worker, poked his head out and carefully scouted around the house , failed to detect the enemy's situation, but found that his brother was hanging his arms, watching him from under the wall not far away.
Wei Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, and then, he saw that Wei Qian not only didn't get angry at him for asserting himself, but smiled at him instead.
Wei Qian raised his thin chin, which is typical of young people, and nodded at Wei Zhiyuan, motioning him to lock the door.
Wei Zhiyuan turned around and entered the room obediently, locked the door, climbed onto the bed, opened the curtains, lay down on the window, watched Wei Qian light a cigarette, smoked silently, took a rest, turned around and left quickly.
"Brother didn't even drink his saliva." Wei Zhiyuan thought so.
That night, when Wei Qian came home, he was surprised to find that someone had chilled a glass of boiled water in the enamel jar on the table.
For the next week, it was like this. Wei Zhiyuan took Xiaobao home from school alone, and then Wei Qian followed the two of them from a distance, watching them lock the door after they got home, and then left.
Finally, one month has passed since Niuniu's incident, and no other unsettling incidents have happened nearby, and Wei Zhiyuan seems to be very reliable, Wei Qian decided not to pick them up, and the three resumed their lives separately on track.
As a result, something really happened.
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