Wei Qian went home at five o'clock in the morning and bought breakfast for his family.
His hair was wet with dew, and the expression on his face was like a murderer planning to massacre the city.
When Mrs. Song woke up in a foreign place and saw such a classic devil's face, she almost had a heart attack and didn't dare to vent her anger.
Wei Qian bought soybean milk and fried dough sticks—of course, it was made by another family. He thought about it a lot, and he was confused, but he had no clue.
Wei Qian thought irritably, if it turns out that Ma Zi didn't go anywhere and stayed with his mother in the hospital, he would definitely beat that son of a bitch into a bag of pig's head meat, it's cooked.
But he probably won't have this chance.
San Pang failed to find Mazi in the hospital, and the two of them tried everything, but they still couldn't find Mazi. It was not until a few days later that a vague and ambiguous news came out—it was said that Mazi had died.
However, how and why he died, no one can say clearly, there are so many people talking and crawling around, and everyone is talking nonsense, no one can say for sure.
It seems that some people kept this matter secret, and the insiders were silenced.
None of the three thousand rumors is useful, the anxiety of not seeing people alive or dead is like putting people on fire, but in Wei Qian and San Pang's heart, they always feel that it is impossible for Mazi to die so silently , They were still looking for him, but they all did not mention Le Ge, especially Wei Qian, who had a deep grudge against Le Ge.
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Mazi's mother asked about Mazi more than once, and Wei Qian and Sanpang had to make up all kinds of nonsense according to the circumstances, sometimes they didn't agree with each other, and whoever said something slipped had to try their best to get it back.
Wei Qian is also human, and his energy is really limited. He inevitably neglects his home.
For Mrs. Song, this was a godsend opportunity. Mrs. Song started to set fire to the backyard of Wei Qian's house. She got close to Xiaobao in different ways every day—it was easy, for a child, an adult woman The elders have an irreplaceable emotional connection when they grow up. This kind of affection can be found in mothers, grandmothers or maternal grandmothers, but no father or brother can replace it.
What's more, although Wei Qian loves Xiaobao, it's not the pampering way of ordinary people. He always thinks about it in his heart, and rarely talks about it. Sometimes, when he gets impatient and loses his temper, he will even say something fierce to the little girl. , in Song Xiaobao's short life, he had never been in touch with the meticulous love and comfort of an elder woman, and it was simply a matter of time before he turned his back.
Is it the sweet-talking grandma who cooks all kinds of delicacies in different ways every day, or the brother who puts on a creditor's face every day and can't tell the difference between raw rice and raw rice
Since Mrs. Song came, the life of the two children was almost comfortable enough to be of quality.
Of course, even so, Mrs. Song still couldn't bribe Wei Zhiyuan.
Wei Zhiyuan is like an unfamiliar little white-eyed wolf. To Mrs. Song, an "outsider" who suddenly broke into their house, even though he wanted to be sensible, he still couldn't help showing bursts of hostility.
The old lady Song originally wanted to accept him as an ally, but she didn't expect that this gentleman was so young that he was full of "big strength". No matter how he liked him, his butt was always firmly sitting on the same bench with his stinky hooligan brother.
Over time, Mrs. Song couldn't bear to give up this front after all. She could see that this little boy was less talkative and more thoughtful. He was a dog, so he left after eating.
Granny Song then began to specialize in Song Xiaobao.
She would often ask Xiaobao in a joking and teasing tone: "Who do you like best? Grandma or brother?"
This is to test the progress of her peaceful evolution plan.
Unlike the silly Song Xiaobao, when she asked this question for the first time, Wei Zhiyuan felt the old woman's sinister intentions, and he immediately took the measure of non-violent non-cooperation - no longer eating at the same table with the grandpa and grandson, rather Hungry until midnight, wait for the eldest brother to come back, and eat two bites of leftovers together.
At first, Song Xiaobao would imitate him and wait with him, but within two days, this little traitor who was not firm in his stance surrendered amidst the tempting food.
Wei Zhiyuan had expected that there would be such a day that she was too lazy to do things for a day or two. In this regard, the enemy army was too strong, and he was no match.
And in the depths of Wei Zhiyuan's heart, he was not too unhappy about Song Xiaobao's betrayal, on the contrary, he felt a faint joy.
Wei Zhiyuan knew he shouldn't think like this, but he just couldn't help it.
"Without Song Xiaobao, my brother will be his alone in the future" This kind of thought tempted him all the time, like a seed that took root and sprouted in his heart, even if it was burned with fire, it couldn't be burned, and when the spring breeze blew, it germinated again.
At the very beginning, Song Xiaobao smiled at Granny Song's childish question and said nothing, or talked about him from left to right, and Granny Song knew that her answer was actually "I like brother", and slowly, she began to relax. Instead, she replied, "I like them all." Mrs. Song was quite complacent, thinking that she was just a step away. Finally, one day, Song Xiaobao's answer became "Whoever treats me the most?"
Mrs. Song knew it was time.
Half a year has passed, winter has come, and shallow ice has formed on the lotus pond. Wei Qian and the others are finally sure that Mazi is dead. Three suspects were arrested on the spot. On the way to the arrest, the suspects resisted stubbornly and one person was shot dead.
The person who was shot dead was Mazi.
Before that mid-autumn night when the autumn tiger was ferocious, someone gave Mazi a lot of money, a pistol, a mobile phone and a kilogram of heroin.
At that time, Mazi felt something faintly. His brain is not very good, but it does not mean that he is really stupid and can't find Bei. It is not easy for fish and shrimp to survive, so they all know the ebb and flow of the tide and the attack of the trade wind. In this black and white circle, the easier the money for the bottom people, the more dangerous they are.
But those people checked his family background and knew that he could not refuse no matter what.
Mazi didn't want to drag his third brother and Qian'er down, neither of them had it easy, they all saved money from their teeth, and gave it to him and his mother, spending that money, he often couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.
Maybe if he could be a little more brazen, he wouldn't go to hell.
On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he ate the most expensive mooncakes he had ever eaten in his life at the hospital, turned around and divided the money into three parts, returned two parts to Wei Qian and San Pang, and wrapped up one part and buried it in the small bungalow where he lived. Under the locust tree at the door, it was counted as the end-of-life pension left for his mother.
Then he took the gun and drugs in a daze, and followed the instructions on the phone
Before he closed his eyes, he didn't know who he had made a scapegoat for, and he didn't know where he died.
He was born humble and died stupidly.
That day Wei Qian got drunk in a smelly tavern—even as a thug, he did his best, and this was the first time he skipped work.
Although Mazi died in a muddleheaded manner, Wei Qian's heart was as bright as a mirror.
The nightclub is Brother Le's property, and that man's desire to control is almost paramount. Without his involvement, Wei Qian doesn't believe that someone can sell drugs on his site, and this matter has become so big that there are rumors from the central government to the local government. It was so tight that it filled the headlines of the major newspapers, but Le Ge Le Xiaofeng still stood alone. Is he invulnerable, or is someone going to hell for him
The person who was in his heart like a niche in his youth, fell down with a "bang", ruining the life of his stupid brother.
Wei Qian also didn't want to go home. Facing the group of old and young, he had to hold back the great grievances in his heart, which made him almost reach his limit.
When San Pang found him, he had already been soaked into wine lees.
The "Third Brother" boy's eyes were almost out of focus, and he stared blankly at the yellowed and blackened corner of the small restaurant, his voice was so weak that it seemed to be blocked by something in his throat.
San Pang snatched his wine bottle: "It doesn't count if you lose one, you have to drink one to death, right?"
Being taken by him, Wei Qian fell limply on the table. He lay on the table, tilted his head to one side, and said softly: "Third brother, you said he stuttered, and he couldn't understand it even when he went down to the other side. What can I do about my grievances?"
As he spoke, tears silently flowed down the inner corners of his eyes, flowed across the straight bridge of his nose, and slid into his mouth.
Wei Qian lay down on the table like mud, raised his elbows and blocked his face.
Then he swallowed back his tears and hissed with laughter.
Have this life, be a brother, no afterlife, miss you again.
It was Laba that day, and it was snowing in Laba, and the whole street was covered with mud and ice after the snow had melted.
Wei Qian pushed the door into the house reeking of alcohol, inside the room Wei Zhiyuan was doing his homework on a small table in the corner, Mrs. Song was teaching Xiaobao how to make Laba garlic, the old and the young were chatting and laughing, but when he entered the door, For a moment, they were silent together like a miracle.
Wei Qianlai is not a sensitive person, but the atmosphere changed too obviously. For a moment, he felt like a gangster who broke into someone's house, and an inexplicable smell rose up with the smell of alcohol. , It made him sick.
Fortunately, Wei Zhiyuan raised his head at this time, and called him as usual: "Brother."
Wei Qian's face must be extremely ugly, Wei Zhiyuan glanced at him, immediately jumped off the chair, and ran to his side: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Wei Qian waved his hands without saying a word, turned around and walked into the toilet, vomited heartbroken.
He felt that the sudden ups and downs of his mood came inexplicably, and he also wanted to force himself to convince himself that the moment of unspeakable embarrassment when he pushed the door and walked in was a big deal.
He was already overwhelmed, Wei Qian didn't want to find trouble for nothing, he tried desperately to comfort himself that he was overthinking, but it didn't work, he just felt uncomfortable.
Wei Zhiyuan immediately poured the water to him, hugged his waist like a little adult, and patted his back. Wei Qian almost spit out the acidic water before he barely straightened up, took the water cup and rinsed his mouth .
He had a splitting headache and was heartbroken, but when facing Wei Zhiyuan, he just asked casually, "Have you written all your homework?"
Wei Zhiyuan nodded, and reached out to support him, but Wei Qian falteringly refused.
Under Wei Qian's pale and calm face, his heart turned upside down into a volcano that could erupt at any time.
And when he heard what Mrs. Song was saying to his sister, this dangerous balance was finally broken.
He heard that bastard old woman pointing and cursing and saying to Song Xiaobao: "Let's leave, we must study hard in the future, and when we go to university and become a scientist, we can't imitate dubious people, do you hear me?"
She said that was not enough, she insisted on looking back at Wei Qian who was there gloomy there, as if she was not afraid of being heard by him at all, after such a long time of research and visits, the old lady has already seen it Well, the guy surnamed Wei now claims to be a "man of the road", desperate to save face, he will never do anything to a little old lady like her, at most he dares to pretend to be fierce and intimidating to scare her.
Even Wei Zhiyuan could hear her subtext, he looked up at his younger sister, then at his eldest brother, and finally stared at old lady Song with hatred.
Granny Song continued persistently: "If you don't study well, you will become the scum of society, understand? Those people who are idle are not good people. Grandma told you, what are they called?"
Song Xiaobao said heartlessly, "Rogue!"
The old lady stretched out her hand to shave her face with a serious expression: "That's right, stinky hooligan, we are girls, we can't stay with stinky hooligans all the time, or your reputation will be ruined if anyone wants you in the future."
Wei Zhiyuan lowered his face, and said word by word: "My elder brother is not a hooligan!"
Song Xiaobao was stunned, and looked at him ignorantly, then at his elder brother, then at his grandma, only now did he realize that this was a serious family change.
Wei Zhiyuan became anxious, threw the cup aside, stepped forward, pointed to the old lady's nose and said, "My elder brother is not a hooligan!"
"Okay, you shut up, and go do your homework in the room." Wei Qian suppressed him with a slap in the face, carried one in each hand, and threw Wei Zhiyuan and Song Xiaobao into the bedroom,
Wei Qian lived his own life somewhat carelessly. Occasionally, what his family did made him feel awkward, and he didn't take it seriously when he turned around. I don't understand what she is thinking
Wei Qian hurriedly sat down in front of Mrs. Song, looked at her unkindly, and said bluntly: "Old man, what do you want?"
Granny Song finally straightened her back, like a mortar ready to fire.
Then she declared war on Wei Qian: "I want to take Lili away."
The author has something to say: After the base abuse hits the bottom, the plot should go up. "I will be a brother in this life, but I will miss you in the next life." —Brother Ren Xianqi
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