Xiaobao stayed in the hospital for a whole week.
On the day she was hospitalized, the city was blocked by heavy snow, but when she was discharged from the hospital, the temperature had already risen by more than ten degrees, and the warmth of spring was just around the corner.
Mrs. Song cooked a big pot of dumplings at home.
Xiaobao found that the relationship between the elder brother and grandma who had been at war seemed to be eased miraculously, and she was so sick, Xiaoyuan couldn't make it difficult for her anymore, so he took out the diary of the past few days to her.
On the third floor of the old tube building in the shanty town, in the dilapidated house with one bedroom and one living room, it suddenly felt like home.
Le Xiaodong died, and the lingering hatred in Wei Qian's chest seemed to have gone with him. His spirit seemed to have changed a lot. San Pang couldn't say it well, but he didn't think he was that serious. I'm angry.
No matter what, it's a good thing.
Before going to pick Mazi's mother out of the hospital, Sanpang brought Xiao Hoe and Wei Qian to the door of Mazi's house.
San Pang spat twice into the palm of his hand, and dug under the tree for a while: "Pocket boy, he is a groundhog, he buries everything in the ground, so there must be something left—hey, Lord Qian, can you stop tying your hands aside?" Are you watching? Can you move over here and move your noble paws to help my old pig?"
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Wei Qian knocked the mud off his shoes and said without raising his head, "Second Junior Brother, Master gave you a chance to lose weight, so stop your fucking nonsense and get rid of your fat."
He said, took out a cigarette, stuffed it into his mouth and lit it, then stuck it upside down under the big pagoda tree, patted the trunk: "Have you tried it for a long time? It's not a good smoke, you can make do with it."
The big locust tree is quietly on the side, rustling in the breeze with the slightly skewed smoke.
He is really a bit like pockmarked, always there silently, whoever looks at him, he will smirk at them, and don't say anything unless asked.
Sanpang quickly dug out the money that Mazi had buried in the ground, and there was a note in the envelope sealed in a plastic bag, saying that he was going to go far away, so he had to brazenly entrust his mother to the two brothers." "Entrust" in "entrust" is also wrongly written.
This fried dough stick is illiterate, the boss is not young, and his posthumous writing is not as good as that of Xiao Yuan who just started school for two months.
Wei Qian and Sanpang made up their minds, and decided to hide the fact that Mazi was dead, and only handed over the money and the note to Mazi's mother. A group of business people left, and went to Cambodia to resell coffee beans. The phrase "go to Cambodia" was thought up by San Fatty.
Mazi’s mother had an arm and a leg amputated, so she is already considered a disabled person. According to the regulations, she can apply for the five-guarantee household. Unfortunately, it is not so easy to do all of them. It takes a long process of issuing various certificates and going through procedures—otherwise Wei Qian would not You can apply in the name of a minor, but it was too time-consuming at that time, and he didn't have the energy to run.
Now he and Sanpang are both strong-willed, but this matter still cannot be done, because Mazi Mama can't get past her own test.
When Wei Qian tried to bring up this matter, Mazi's mother firmly believed that she already had a son who was almost an adult and capable of working. Although her son was not in front of her eyes, she would go abroad to do business and have financial resources. She shouldn't deliberately Deceive the government's subsidy.
Her awareness was so high that Wei Qian's brain hurt, so after returning, he beat San Pang hard.
It's all bad ideas and nonsense made up by this scumbag, well, you're shooting yourself in the foot.
Wei Qian never went back to the nightclub, and he didn't even care about who would take care of the property after Le Xiaodong died.
"Brother Wei" has disappeared with the dead brother Le, Jinpen washes his hands, he is a good thug, and everyone knows that he is just a biting dog raised by Le brother, no matter how hard he bites. People pay attention to him, they have other things to break each other's heads.
Wei Qian asked the three fat dads to find a job as an order clerk in a factory—oh, to put it bluntly, he just moved things.
Temporary workers, billed by the piece, pure physical work, lunch at noon, steamed buns for one person, Wei Qian didn't work for a long time, his hands were covered with blisters, he was dirty all day long, he had to watch it all day long people face.
The days of the thug "Xiao Weige" turned into a dream at the flick of a finger.
On the third day after Wei Qian started this job, when he was squatting on the side of the road picking up the blood blisters on his hand with a needle, his heart was so calm that he was surprised. He used to think that such a day would bend his young spine, and when he thought of the distance of a hundred thousand light-years between his virtue and the word "becoming famous", he would feel like a knife twisting his heart.
But no.
Now his desire to "get ahead" has not changed a bit. He is still a money stringer who dreams of making a lot of money. He still needs money and needs to support his family. After experiencing life and death, his heart sank a lot unconsciously.
Mrs. Song is more happy to hear about this.
Even though Wei Qian was bullied five times a day and worked like a grandson, she was relieved that he was finally "on the right track". She was born in a farmer, so she didn't think there was anything wrong with manual labor, and she ate with her strength, which was a matter of course. Doing a small job, even eating bran and swallowing vegetables, is better than wearing gold and silver in and out of nightclubs.
When Mrs. Song subjectively thought that Wei Qian had a bright future, she finally realized that this big boy, who was not yet eighteen years old, was already supporting a family, so she treated him better.
She got the ointment for bruises from somewhere, and secretly put it on Wei Qian's bedside table. In order to help Wei Qian subsidize the family, she got up at three o'clock every morning, cooked a pot of tea eggs and corn, and stepped on people to work. Go out to sell in the free time, and collect cardboard boxes, wrapping paper and bottles in the afternoon to sell.
Even Wei Qian had to admit that this classic old lady is a remarkable person—she just wakes up at midnight and manages to take care of three meals a day for the children at home, and is able to communicate with her neighbors vigorously. That vicious old lady fights three hundred rounds every day, swearing at each other's genitals.
The evil old lady was scared by Wei Qian with a kitchen knife when she was a child, so she didn't dare to go out to fight head-to-head. The two families put chains on the doors, leaving a gap in the door for the unimpeded sound, and started a war.
These two veterans had their style and level, and the swear words that came out of their mouths made Wei Qian, a professional hooligan, unable to listen.
When San Pang didn’t go out to buy goods, he would sit in the corridor, grab a handful of melon seeds, lick them, and listen to a passage with relish. When the battle was over, he patted the melon seeds and applauded loudly. Create a "full house" effect.
At this time, Mrs. Song and Mrs. Evil will unanimously speak out.
Granny Song scolded: "You little kid!"
The evil old lady scolded: "You are so fat!"
Sanpang gathered together a "two guy", and walked away contentedly.
Later, Wei Qian went over and kicked the door latch of the evil old lady's house, and had a big fight with old lady Song at home, telling the two bastard old ladies to keep their mouths clean, and don't teach good children badly up.
Facts proved that the two shrews couldn't beat him alone, so the two of them consciously shifted their time to discuss in the afternoon, when the children were going to school, and the weekends and legal holidays were truces.
Wei Qian quit smoking, smoking is too expensive.
Wei Zhiyuan felt that there were two kinds of smells that left a deep impression on him in his childhood, one was the smell of cheap tobacco, and the other was the smell of medicine from bruises ointment.
During that time, every day when he was doing his homework and looked up, his eldest brother must have been so tired that he lay on the bed and fell asleep. As the weather was getting hotter, Wei Qian wore a "two-bar beam" vest and big pants, and put a thin blanket on his back. He put it on his waist, leaving Wei Zhiyuan with a back view.
The thug career and heavy physical labor have honed Wei Qian's waist so that there is no trace of fat on his waist. The slender and firm muscles are tightly attached to each other. The back waist is always narrow and concave. The sudden pair of shoulder blades are like a pair of spread wings. , as if as long as you hide below, you will never be harmed.
Wei Zhiyuan glanced at him, lowered his head and wrote two more lines, and was copying a post-class word for a text, which was "Elder brother is like father".
The boy wrote five times carefully according to the teacher's request, then closed the book, turned off the light, climbed onto the bed following the smell of medicine he was used to in the air, crawled past Wei Qian, and slipped into his arms skillfully, Wei Qian was half asleep and half awake Subconsciously, he raised his hand and patted the child's back, and whispered in a nasal voice, "Go to sleep."
From these two words, Wei Zhiyuan discerned the thick and appropriate connotation of pampering, and closed his eyes contentedly, enjoying the most comfortable moment of the day.
From then on, whenever "happiness" was mentioned, Wei Zhiyuan would think of the time when he was nestled in his elder brother's arms, rubbing his chest against his chest, closing his eyes and waiting for the moment of deep sleep, even though he had grown up to his elder brother's arms, he would no longer pretend to be happy. No more.
Another half a year passed in a hurry.
On this day, Xiaobao and Xiaoyuan had their final exams, and the exams meant that they would be on summer vacation.
The summer is hot, Wei Qian rode a second-hand bicycle bought for 20 yuan, and came to the cold drink wholesale market. Small merchants and hawkers buy from here. Wei Qian also plans to wholesale a box of ice cream and go home to satisfy the two cubs. .
Many families with children and those who consume a lot of cold drinks will buy a box of ice cream directly from here. The average retail price of ice cream is one or two yuan, and the wholesale price is only four to five cents, which can save a lot.
When Wei Qian was looking at the product list, suddenly, a person stopped him hesitantly.
"Wei Qian? Are you Wei Qian?"
Wei Qian looked back, and saw that the other party was a middle-aged woman who looked familiar. He was taken aback for a moment, then looked her over carefully, and then suddenly remembered: "You are Teacher Li?"
Teacher Li walked over quickly on high heels, and asked in a loud voice: "It's really you! What's the matter with you? You dropped out of school without even saying hello. I've been looking for you for a long time, and I haven't heard from you. What are you doing?" Go? What's the big deal? Why don't you go to school?"
After three years, seeing her suddenly, Wei Qian felt as if he had passed away, school? That seems to have been a thing of the past life.
However, facing the old head teacher, Wei Qian couldn't help but bow his head. At this moment, he was neither like a violent nightclub thug, nor like a taciturn young worker.
He suddenly became like a normal middle school student who was somewhat reserved in front of the teacher.
Wei Qian smiled wryly: "Teacher, this is a long story."
When Wei Qian came home with a box of ice cream and a strange middle-aged woman, all family members were very surprised—because in my impression, the eldest brother has never been so polite to anyone.
The guest was neatly dressed and wearing glasses. He spoke politely and was very polite. He was an intellectual and was out of tune with the surrounding environment.
After grandma found out the identity of Teacher Li, she was so shocked that she couldn't even speak clearly—the administrative area of her hometown is like this, first there are provinces, and then there are cities below the provinces. Each city governs more than a dozen counties under its jurisdiction. It constitutes an administrative region, and there are seven or eight townships under a county, and there are countless small villages under the township.
Granny Song’s hometown is relatively remote and backward. The children in the village have to go to the village to go to elementary school, the county town to go to junior high school, and take seven or eight hours to the city to go to high school. No one in their village has been admitted to high school for many years. .
Not to mention the high school teacher, she saw a live high school teacher for the first time in her life.
Mrs. Song almost treated Mr. Li as a national leader. She tried her best to cook a table of dishes of the highest standard, and wanted to keep her for dinner.
Teacher Li was so kind, so he had no choice but to sit down at the dinner table. Looking at the house, Teacher Li somewhat understood the reason why Wei Qian dropped out of school. Yu said tentatively: "Wei Qian, I remember that your grades were pretty good back then. To be honest, it's really a pity that you don't go to school like this."
Wei Qian didn't respond, and picked up a small bowl: "Teacher, I'll serve you a bowl of soup."
Teacher Li took it over and said: "You know, I have worked in our school for more than 20 years. As an old teacher, I have a bit of face in the leadership of the school, and your uncle is my husband. He is an educator in the city. Bureau work, if you want, I can ask him to find a way to help you get back your student status, and put him in the class I am leading now."
As soon as the words fell, everyone at the dinner table stopped in unison.
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