The 110 police car took Fan Qianqiang to Tian Weiye's home.
However, after arriving, no one opened the door. Fan Jianqiang had the key in his schoolbag. After thanking the police, Fan Qianqiang opened the door, and a weak voice came from inside.
"Is it Ono?"
The sound came from the room inside. Fan Jianqiang was stunned for a moment and hurriedly walked in. He was stunned.
This is a house of only about 20 square meters. The living room and kitchen are connected together. One of the bedrooms is a bedroom. The walls and ceiling of the living room are already black and yellow due to the oil fumes from the kitchen. One unit has been discontinued for a long time.
A brand of refrigerator that has lost its original color, a wooden table, dark and stained with old signs, a sink and stove made of cement, with a thick layer of oil smoke, and the floor is an ordinary cement floor, painted with a layer of red paint
, it has also changed color long ago.
When I walked into the bedroom, the bed, several cabinets, and boxes were piled together, as if they hadn't been moved for many years.
There was a man half sitting and half lying on the bed, his face was sallow and his eyes were dull.
"Xiaoye, why are you so late? Have you eaten? There is rice in the pot and vegetables on the table. You can eat by yourself. After you finish eating, go to CITIC Bank to deliver food to your mother."
Fan Jianqiang responded dully. The bedroom was very dark. Fan Jianqiang had lost his night vision and couldn't see clearly what was inside, but it was definitely very messy.
The bedroom is directly connected to the balcony. There is a simple wooden bed on the balcony, covered with sheets that have been washed countless times.
Fan Jianqiang was shocked. He himself was a child from a mountain village, and his conditions back then were much better than this. It was simply unimaginable that this was a house in the capital city of Guangdong Province!
He never imagined that Tian Weiye's family would be so poor. No wonder he only had five yuan in his schoolbag!
Fan Jianqiang mechanically walked to the dining table in the living room. There were two plates of dishes on the table. He turned them upside down on empty plates and opened them. One plate was green vegetables and the other was shredded pork with green peppers. There was also a small bottle of pickled pork on the table.
Chili sauce. There are bundles of rice dumpling leaves on the ground under the dining table.
The man in the bedroom is named Tian Yuqiang, Tian Weiye's father; the woman's name is Xiong Chaoying, and she is Tian Weiye's mother.
This is what Fan Jianqiang saw on the computer at the police station.
Fan Qianqiang had already eaten pasta at Eva's place, so naturally he didn't need to eat anymore.
"Xiaoye, come back as soon as you deliver the food and do your homework, okay?" said the man in the bedroom.
"Know."
Fan Jianqiang responded and added: "I was making up lessons at the teacher's house. The teacher invited me to dinner, but I didn't want to eat."
Tian Yuqiang was surprised and happy, and his tone became high-pitched: "That's right! The teacher gives you extra classes and invites you to dinner? Is the teacher so nice to you?"
"Yeah, I did a good job today and ate spaghetti."
"What...what kind of noodles do you mean?"
"A kind of noodles that foreigners eat."
"Your teacher is really nice. You can bring some rice dumplings to your teacher later. You have to know how to reciprocate, you know?"
Fan Qiangqiang responded, but did not dare to say more, so as not to betray anyone. He took out a thermos kettle from the large pot on the stove, opened it and took a look. The top layer was filled with vegetables and green peppers.
and a big chunk of chili sauce, but not a single strand of meat was visible.
Fan Jianqiang felt sour in his heart and had an urge to cry. He picked out the only meat from the plate of green pepper shredded pork on the table and put it in.
While he was doing this, Tian Yuqiang was chattering in the bedroom about his studies.
"I'm leaving."
“Look out for cars when crossing the road!”
Fan Jianqiang breathed a sigh of relief, and all he could think about was how to get money to improve their lives.
He never expected that this is such a family. Yangcheng is one of the most prosperous cities in China, an international metropolis! Not all the high-rise buildings are as prosperous as they appear on the surface. People living at the bottom of society People, like ants, those leaders who sing praises of this and that all day long, and who are busy delivering rice and oil during the New Year and holidays, besides just putting on a show, can they really look at those people who are in embarrassment?
If Fan Jianqiang wants to open his mouth to get money, it is too easy. Guo Xiaotian, Cheng Yingjie, Ouyang Xi, Shen Ruxuan, anyone can get a lot of money, but Goddess Aya said that after completing this collection task During the process, you cannot use your previous money!
Fan Qianqiang’s mind is now filled with money!
You can be a tutor! You know the languages of nine countries! Being a tutor is a matter of minutes. The problem is your age... Who can trust the teaching quality of a thirteen-year-old kid?
After going downstairs, Fan Qianqiang asked people passing by about CITIC Bank. After a while, he found the place. However, he saw many people surrounding him from a distance. It was extremely noisy. Someone was shouting something loudly and the crowd was swarming. Fan Jianqiang was carrying a thermos bottle, but he couldn't go in either left or right. When he was in a hurry, he suddenly heard the roar of the people inside.
"The city management is beating people! The city management is beating people!"
Fan Jianqiang's heart skipped a beat, and he had an ominous premonition!
In the crowd, a woman's screams could be heard, sobbing and complaining.
At this time, the crowd suddenly emptied out. Some people were worried about being affected and moved out of the way.
Fan Jianqiang took advantage of this gap and got in.
A large pot was upside down on the ground. Many rice dumplings were scattered in pieces. Disposable foam lunch boxes were everywhere. A woman was kneeling on the ground, holding on to the iron handle of the trolley. On the other end, there are two big and thick urban management officials!
"Give me a way to live! Give me a way to live. I won't show off next time. Don't impound my car, please!"
The urban management officers pulled her relentlessly, and with even greater strength, the woman's body tilted and she was dragged to the ground.
A female urban management officer admonished from the side: "Sister, let go, don't hurt yourself. We are temporarily detaining your cart, not confiscating it. You go to the urban management brigade tomorrow to pay the fine and promise not to set up a stall here. Xiao The cart will still be returned to you."
The woman cried: "Please! Please forgive me this time! My man has leukemia and is incapable of working. My son still needs to study. If I don't sell rice dumplings, our family of three will starve to death. Please." , don’t lock my car..."
A city manager with a rude face roared like thunder: "What are you chanting? How can you win sympathy? I ask you so loudly and angrily not to set up a stall, are you willing to listen? Every time I want to impound the car, you make up a story, there is An eighty-year-old mother with a three-year-old son, what else can't you make up?!"
He pulled hard, but the woman's strength was so weak that she really couldn't bear such a pull. When she let go, her head hit the iron handrail of the trolley hard, with a bang, and her head was bleeding! The onlookers at the scene were shocked. Call out!
At this moment, a thermos pot flew over and hit the swollen-faced city manager with the rice and vegetables inside. The hot food, rice and soup flowed all over him.
Fan Jianqiang's heart felt like it was being grabbed by a hand. Although the woman with the broken head and bloodshed had no blood relationship with him, and she had just met him for the first time today, deep down in his heart, he felt that the collision just now made him feel
Feel the pain.
Although the city manager was not injured when the thermos was thrown out, the messy look of food on his face made the people around him cheer secretly, if not loudly!
Fan Jianqiang showed no expression and was extremely calm. He knew what his situation was.
No strength! No skills! Physical strength, strength and agility are infinitely weak!
Fighting with the urban management? That guy is so powerful that he can make his weak body paralyzed with just one slap! What's more, what are the urban management? Hooligans in uniform! Playing with them is just seeking death!
However, being defeated does not mean that you have to grovel!
Fan Jianqiang behaved completely abnormally. He calmly walked to the trolley, looked directly at the city manager with greasy food on the other side, and said in a very calm tone: "You are just a city manager, you are not a gangster, you also have parents.
Sir, what would you do if someone beat your mother in front of you?"
Fan Jianqiang spoke very quickly, without stopping for a moment or waiting for the other party to speak, and continued: "This is my mother, why did you cause her a bloody head? Is the city clean? Are there people like you in the city?
Our existence is so dirty that even our hearts are dirty, so how can we talk about being clean?”
"Destroying people's livelihood is like killing their parents. You are so unscrupulous and domineering over the common people. Aren't you afraid of retribution!!!"
Although Fan Jianqiang is young, his words are sonorous and powerful!
The onlookers cheered loudly, and then the cheers became loud!
"We don't steal or rob. We make money and support ourselves by working with our hands. Why should we be treated roughly by you!"
Everyone was surprised to see that this child could speak so well. They applauded and applauded, and everyone was excited and excited.
No matter how arrogant and arrogant there are, there are more than ten or twenty urban management officers, they would not dare to take action against a teenage child. If it were an adult, they would have done it long ago. As more and more people gather around, they are also afraid of being provoked.
Arousing public outrage will make it difficult to deal with the aftermath.
Fan Jianqiang continued: "You were the one who did it just now. Do you dare to tell me your name?"
The city manager was being pulled back by his companions. When he heard that this little brat dared to threaten him, he became furious, broke away from his companions, slapped his chest and shouted: "My name is Gong Renbao! You little bastard, remember this for me!
Waiting for your revenge! Grass! Grass!”
Fan Jianqiang was not angry at all, but smiled. As he laughed, his eyes became sharper and sharper.
The urban management officer was dragged into the car by his colleagues, cursing him all the way.
Fan Jianqiang turned his attention to the other urban management officials and looked at them one by one with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to take note of each person's appearance.
His special behavior, which was completely out of line with his peers, made every urban management officer who met his eyes feel chilled in their hearts.
The urban management officials could not take coercive action against a junior high school student under such circumstances. After a stalemate, they all got in their cars and left the scene after receiving instructions from their superiors.
With a bang, the surrounding people and passers-by cheered loudly, as if they had just won a battle!