It's a pity that his proposal was rejected by the old bear without even thinking about it.
Wei Qian: "Why?"
The old Xiong said in his inherent tone that the flowers blooming in the house on the fire can also return slowly: "The two of us have different views."
Wei Qian: ""
At the same time, he thought to himself: Your mother.
Wei Qian asked: "Why didn't you say that the three views were inconsistent when you hired me to look after the store?"
Old Xiong replied with reasonable grounds: "That is an employment relationship. Now you want to go with me, and you still need to contribute capital. Then we are a cooperative relationship. I can't have a partner with different views."
Wei Qian asked patiently: "No, what kind of three views do you want?"
Old Xiong: "Ask this question, it shows that it is difficult for you to describe your three views in effective language, you have no concept of that thing at all, alas, sad worldly people, there is no guide in life Lighthouse, how muddled it must be to live!"
Wei Qian wanted to know which psychiatric hospital director was negligent and willing to release this kind of thing to harm the society.
Old Xiong looked at him calmly: "You must think I'm sick, it's because we don't agree with each other."
Wei Qian took a deep breath and held his temper to bargain with him for 300 rounds.
The old bear is like a bastard eating a weight, and he is determined not to take him. Wei Qian desperately wants to beat him to the ground, but he doesn't want to offend a person with a lot of money, so he said with all his heart: "Eat and drink!" I will take care of the expenses myself, if you can do coolies or fight in group fights, you have the right to hire more people, and you don’t need to pay wages, so why the hell just take me one more person?"
At the beginning, Old Xiong turned a deaf ear as if he was in a trance, but when he heard this, his face suddenly changed, and he looked at Wei Qian suspiciously: "Fighting in groups? You still know how to fight?"
Wei Qian: "Yes, the second major."
The old bear looked at him, thought seriously for a minute, and nodded unexpectedly: "That's fine, as long as you can endure hardship, I will take you one."
Satisfied, Wei Qian stepped on the bicycle: "Alright, thank you, Boss Xiong."
The old bear stopped him again: "Hey, we may leave in two days. Can you do it at your school?"
Wei Qian said boldly: "No problem, don't read it anymore."
The old Xiong's ganoderma-like meaty face showed a little appreciative smile: "Although we two have different views, I still have to say that I especially admire you, a real warrior who dares to play truant and make a living."
Wei Qian rode on his bicycle, turned his head from a distance and replied, "I'm recommended, and I'll wait for the fall to start school."
Old Bear: ""
After a while, the old bear who had been deceived by his feelings began to yell behind Wei Qian with a long voice like an old Dan: "Stinky and shameless escort! You still want to join the ranks of the working people, you, you"
Wei Qian rode away humming a little tune.
In this way, Wei Qian started another life-or-death journey in his life.
This time, before leaving, Wei Qian was not silent.
Firstly, it is not impossible to go out with Old Xiong to do some small business, and secondly, he is indeed two years older.
Putting himself in his shoes, Wei Qian thought, if he was San Fatty and suddenly received an inexplicable distress message and heard such a shocking truth, he would have to go crazy.
The passage of time was not without traces, it began to make him realize that it was Mazi and the third brother who had been spoiling and accommodating him back then, but now it was Granny Song who tolerated and took care of him. He also began to admit that he was full of bitterness and hatred, but in fact he had been acting willfully.
Mazi has no chance in this life, but there are two left, and he wants to treat them both better.
Before Wei Qian left, he notified Mrs. Song and San Pang, and finally ran to Mazi's house, talked to Mazi's mother, left her a thousand dollars, and coaxed her that Mazi sent it back.
Didn't tell the kids.
It's not necessary, and after the last trip to the south, Wei Qian was almost afraid of Wei Zhiyuan.
That kid is not small, but he is clingy like he is old and not big.
It was summer vacation two years ago, this time Wei Qian was afraid that he wouldn't even go to school, so he just dropped his pick and left with him - Wei Zhiyuan would definitely do such a thing.
However, Wei Zhiyuan still noticed some clues.
The reason was that the night before Wei Qian's departure, in preparation for a long trip, he bought a pack of regular medicines, and as soon as he got home to put them away, Mazi's mother came out with a wheelchair and called him downstairs, saying that the TV was broken.
Wei Qian hurriedly ran to help her fix it, and forgot about it.
When he came back, he found that Wei Zhiyuan was sitting on a chair, carefully studying the types of medicines.
Wei Zhiyuan opened his mouth and asked, "Brother, where are you going?"
Wei Qian himself didn't know why. Hearing his question, his hairs stood on end. He almost felt a certain fear of being caught. His tongue was tied and he stammered before telling their little ancestor in a foolish way. : "Where are you going? Where are you going? No! Oh, it's almost summer, and people are prone to heatstroke, heat and cold. I'm going to plan ahead of time."
Wei Zhiyuan looked up at him silently, without saying a word, he put the plastic bag containing the medicine back to its original place, and he clearly saw a pack of medicine to prevent motion sickness and some oral glucose in it.
Mrs. Song was told by Wei Qian not to tell the two younger ones, for fear that they would be upset, especially that Wei Zhiyuan would not be able to go to school well. She came out of the kitchen, saw this situation, and hurriedly said, "That's me. Asked your brother to buy it, he didn't want to go, this kid, he can really think about it. Take the chopsticks, we are going to eat."
She spoke this nonsense, singing and sighing three times, almost making up a Shajiabang. How could Wei Zhiyuan not hear it
He looked back again, and saw a few plates of dumplings on the dinner table—yeah, the dumpling that got out of the way met the wind, she respected the tradition quite a bit.
Wei Qian had nothing to say to the old bastard who was persistently inserting knives into his words. He had seen through it, and asked her to spread the gossip, and she promised to be worthy of the organization. Asking her to keep the secret was self-inflicted.
Since ancient times, Mrs. Song has only one way of keeping secrets: for fear that others will not know.
Wei Zhiyuan is not a meek character, but he never learns to be angry, because of his natural personality, no matter how bloody his heart is, he will not vent it out loudly, he will only express himself with silent expressions and eyes. of extreme disappointment and grievance.
He has already figured out why the elder brother is going, grandma knows.
And they unanimously regarded him as an ignorant child, even though he no longer pretended to be crazy and chasing and playing with Xiaobao, and no longer pretended to be innocent and coquettish, even though he was rushing all the way to the adult's standard despite the wind and rain. Dare to stop.
For a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, the agitation of adolescence and the rapid physical and mental changes made Wei Zhiyuan more and more unbearable for his elder brother's attitude towards him. He couldn't dispel the anger in his heart, so he had to suppress it like a fire in his heart under the eager volcano.
Before going to bed at night, Wei Zhiyuan took out a notice and handed it to Wei Qian: "Can you sign it for me?"
When he said this, he seemed to be handing over a self-criticism, looking down at his toes without raising his eyelids, and his expression was indifferent.
Wei Qian took a glance: "Summer camp? What summer camp?"
Wei Zhiyuan said coldly: "A while ago, our school organized an Olympiad trial, and I was selected. I was selected to participate in training during the summer vacation. Those who have participated in the training can directly enter the key classes of the junior high school."
If it were any other child, he would happily show off to the adults, but Wei Zhiyuan seemed to just want Wei Qian to sign as a guardian, his face was tense, and he didn't look happy at all.
He couldn't be happy, no matter what, he was powerless in front of his elder brother.
But his young guardian was very pleasantly surprised—especially when he saw the notice saying that the whole school only selects one student for a subject, Wei Qian felt that his face was unusually long, and he couldn't help smiling, but immediately, he felt uncomfortable. He should be too happy, so as not to make the child proud and complacent, so he gave a dry cough, flattened the corners of his upturned mouth, signed, and said sternly: "Since you are going, study hard, let you go because the school teacher thinks highly of you, when the time comes Don't lose the chain and make yourself look bad."
Wei Zhiyuan nodded submissively with his eyebrows lowered.
Wei Qian touched his trouser pocket, then remembered something, opened the small locked drawer, took out some money, and put it in an envelope. Bao Fang knocked down a bottle of toilet water, and although he quickly helped it up, there was still some stains on his wrist.
Wei Qian tore off a piece of paper and wiped his wrist clean, and handed the envelope to Wei Zhiyuan: "I put this outside for you, if you want to live outside, don't feel wronged by eating and drinking outside."
Said, he raised his hand and stroked Wei Zhiyuan's hair.
The toilet water still remaining on his wrist was mixed with the scent of alcohol, his fingers were long and strong, Wei Zhiyuan suddenly felt as if an electric current had rushed into his brain, and he couldn't help but blush.
After blushing, he began to feel inexplicable shame and anger in his heart again, the feeling was indescribable.
Wei Zhiyuan suddenly called out: "Brother"
Wei Qian looked back at him.
Wei Zhiyuan wanted to tell his brother that from now on, he has his own way to go, has his own direction to grow up, and will no longer be begging his elder brother like a scorpion, and he will never Like two years ago, I will desperately follow in the footsteps of my elder brother, and go all the way to make a drag.
He will become an upright Wei Zhiyuan, not a follower who is at a loss.
However, facing Wei Qian's joyful and restrained expression, Wei Zhiyuan's words rolled down his throat a few times when they came to his mouth, and then rolled back from where they came from, scattered into a full stomach of silence.
He shook his head silently, didn't want to say anything more, and didn't want to say anything.
The next day, Wei Qian watched Wei Zhiyuan take Xiaobao to school on a bicycle all the way, and then he was relieved to treat the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, packed his luggage and went out to meet Old Xiong and the others.
The old bear was wearing big toad glasses and a sun hat, chewing gum, and before leaving, he still told Wei Qian: "You can take you, but let's talk about the ugly thing first, the railway over there hasn't been repaired yet, we have to drive in. Maybe where to go, flat places are high in altitude, and the roads in places with lower altitudes are not easy to walk, especially on mountain roads. Every year, a large number of ghosts roll over and go down the mountain and hang on the wall. We can only come back at the end of July at the earliest. That crime is really not human Accept it, you are sure to come with me."
Wei Qian nodded without hesitation.
Old Xiong shook his head and sighed, ready to continue his long speech at the speed of a hypnotic story, but was interrupted by Wei Qian unbearably.
Wei Qian: "Boss Xiong, listening to you always reminds me of a poem."
The old bear looked at him.
Wei Qian said: "Before I leave, there will be a lot of things to do, and I am afraid that I will return later."
Old Xiong was wearing a toad mirror, thinking for a long time, until the car had already driven to the urban area, he woke up like a dream and asked: "No, the sentence just now was about grandma, right? You bastard. "
Wei Qian knew that he was ignorant, but he didn't know that he was so ignorant. What made him even more amazed was that he was so ignorant that he dared to put on a coy face and be arty. This person is truly extraordinary. It's hard to say.
After Wei Qian followed the old bear, he walked quietly for several months. At the beginning, he would occasionally call back to report that he was safe, but then there was no news at all.
During the period, Song Xiaobao talked about it several times, but Wei Zhiyuan didn't mention a word. Mrs. Song suspected that this temperamental child was held back in her heart.
Wei Zhiyuan sleeps alone in the big empty bed, and must stay up until after twelve o'clock every night. The homework he uses is bound into a calculation paper, and every corner is filled with every inch of space and gold. In three or four days, he can use a thick paper. all.
Granny Song looked at the calculation process that she couldn't understand, and she didn't want to sell the rags, so she kept them as a tool for routinely educating Song Xiaobao every day.
Song Xiaobao was tortured inhumanely because of this, because her kind and amiable grandma only said to her: "Look at others, and then look at you."
Song Xiaobao muttered without ambition and said, "I'm just a middle-level student."
"Medium students," said grandma, hitting her on the head with chopsticks, and gave an unfounded conclusion, "Medium students are shameful!"
She couldn't even understand the subtitles in the news broadcast when interviewing foreigners, she didn't know a whole lot of big characters, and she even talked about middle-level students without shame.
The middle school students are quite good, but they are not at the bottom of the crane!
Song Xiaobao felt that grandma didn't understand bullshit, so it didn't make sense at all.
The eldest brother threatened to cut her hair, the second brother was that damned "family", and grandma turned into a talkative slob, Song Xiaobao felt that she was just a picked bitter cauliflower in this family, and she really could do whatever she wanted wrong.
Soon, Xia Tian came, and Wei Qian still had no news.
That day Wei Zhiyuan went to take a mock exam at the school, did not go to class, and went home early, his grandma asked him to buy twenty catties of rice, Wei Zhiyuan went by bicycle, halfway, he passed a community activity center, Wei Zhiyuan casually Ride, do not know why, but suddenly braked.
I saw a big platform in the activity center, probably June 1st was coming soon, a person who looked like a teacher was leading a few eight or nine-year-old children to rehearse the program inside, of course, children rehearsing children's programs is nothing interesting, Wei Zhiyuan's eyes fell on a man.
The man was only in his early forties, but his back was bent, his shoehorn had an unshaven beard on his face, and he was wearing dirty clothes, looking very wretched.
The man was sitting on a public bench, staring intently at the children dancing to the music.
His eyes almost turned into substance, menacingly touching those children's bodies.
Even if this guy turned into ashes, Wei Zhiyuan would still know him—this is the perverted pedophile who was beaten away by him with a steel pipe.
Wei Qian was looking for this person all the time, but unfortunately he couldn't find him. He didn't expect to be caught off guard by Wei Zhiyuan.
Wei Zhiyuan pushed the car and hid behind a corner, like a little leopard who was hunting for the first time but was extremely patient, mantis catching cicadas and orioles watching the man from behind.
After waiting for more than an hour, the children ended the rehearsal. Wei Zhiyuan noticed that when several children came out of the iron gate of the community activity center noisily, the pervert couldn't help but also followed.
It's a pity that the accompanying female teacher followed all the way, and he didn't find a chance to make a move.
The man was like a goose whose neck had been strangled, staring salivatingly for a long while, until the children were gone, he turned around panting heavily, his crotch was already bulging.
There was no one on the street at this time, so the man pressed his hand on his crotch without any scruples, rubbing it as he walked.
He staggered towards another direction, Wei Zhiyuan only hesitated for a second, then locked the car on the side of the road and followed quietly.
The elementary school near here is a branch school of a public elementary school that has just been established here, and its location is relatively remote. Wei Zhiyuan guessed that this may be the reason why the perverts started to come here.
Wei Zhiyuan walked with him for nearly forty minutes before he saw the man walk into a meat processing factory.
Then Wei Zhiyuan remained calm, went back the same way, bought rice and went home, didn't say a word when he got home, as usual, washed the dishes with Song Xiaobao alone, cleaned the kitchen alone, and then did their homework in their respective rooms.
Mrs. Song gave instructions and went out to do work again.
Wei Zhiyuan reviewed his homework, read some Olympiad books given to him by his teacher, and the room was so quiet that he could even hear the "tick" of the clock. After doing all this, Wei Zhiyuan raised his eyes and glanced at Xiaobao's tightly closed room. The door, the black eyes are like spots of thick ink.
Then he took out a new diary and wrote down the date, the address of the meatpacking plant.
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