At 6 o'clock in the morning, Zong Lei opened his eyes. It seemed that he was used to it. At this time, no matter how tired or sleepy he was, Zong Lei could always get up on time.
"Ah, my head hurts so much." When I got up, I saw that I had slept on the table all night, and I could hear snoring next to me.
"I can't drink like this anymore. Drinking is such a waste." Zong Lei thought to himself.
Seeing that everyone was still asleep, Zong Lei didn't bother anyone else. He went to the bathroom, washed his face, and went out.
The air in the morning is always so fresh, although it is a bit cold. Looking at the uncles running and the aunts coming back from the morning market, busy people are busy for their families and their lives.
On the way home, he had to pass through a small garden. Zong Lei still remembered that he often came here to play when he was a child. He would play in the winter, and in the summer he would come here to bounce around, play with water guns, etc. Unknowingly, he came here again.
There is not much change in the garden. The pine trees are all covered with snow. It is different.
Beautiful. The monkeys in the monkey cage don’t know where they are. They seem to be hibernating? Looking at these familiar things, Zong Lei couldn’t help but sigh, two years have passed in the blink of an eye. I have grown up, but this garden has
It's still the same as it was 2 years ago. Some things will change, and some things will never change.
Zong Lei was thinking about the past when he suddenly heard a noise in front of him. It seemed like an old man was pleading, "Young man, I am so old and my children are gone, how can you still bully me, an old man?"
"Smelly old man, stop talking nonsense. How much money do you have with you? Take it out quickly. I have no cigarettes today. You are talking nonsense. I will teach you a lesson today." A man with dyed yellow hair shouted arrogantly.
"Young man, please speak more politely. Is this what your parents usually teach you? You should respect the old and love the young." Although the old man was a little hunched over, he still argued hard.
"Crack!"
"Ah? You..." The old man panicked.
After the old man finished speaking, Huang Mao gave the old man a mouthful.
"I'm telling you to stop talking nonsense. It seems that you are toasting instead of eating and being punished with alcohol. Brother, please beat me." There were two children beside Huang Mao, who followed him like horses.
When Zong Lei saw this scene, he didn't think anything. He took a few steps forward and kicked Huang Mao, who was about to take action. Zong Lei had just demobilized from the army. Although the kick was not too hard, it was not something that Huang Mao could withstand.
Yes.
"Ah, holy shit, who are you? Dare to hit me?" Huang Mao groaned while lying on the ground.
When the two pony boys next to them saw this posture, their legs were trembling with fear and they were at a loss. They didn't know what to do. They wanted to start, but they were hesitant because they were afraid of getting beaten.
"Why don't you hurry up and beat him up! Why don't you watch me get beaten?" Huang Mao screamed, but he was still rubbing his belly.
"If you don't want to be beaten, just get out of here. Are you going to steal money before your hair is fully grown?" Zong Lei shouted. His eyes were like swords, staring at the two ponyboys.
"Ah, yes, let's go, let's go quickly." The two ponyboys ran away in a hurry.
Zong Lei ignored them and didn't look at the yellow hair crawling on the ground. Instead, he looked at the old man, stepped forward and said softly, "Uncle, are you okay?"
"Good boy, you are such a good person. I'm fine. You can't do anything to me with your words." The old man was very grateful, and his eyes seemed to be filled with tears.
"It's fine." Zong Lei looked at the old man. His face was full of wrinkles and his clothes were in tatters. He didn't look like a rich person. But these little bastards actually wanted to steal his money. Zong Lei thought about it.
I couldn't get angry at all.
"Pah, pah, pah!" Zong Lei returned his hand and pulled Huang Mao up and slapped him three times.
"Ah, you still hit me? Brother, I was wrong. I will never dare to do it again. Really, I will never steal money again. Don't hit me again." Huang Mao was so frightened that he quickly begged for mercy.
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"These three words are to repay this old man. The kick just now is to tell you how to behave in the future. If you let me see you robbing money again, I will send you to the police station directly. Get out!" Zong Lei was very angry!
Disdainful.
Seeing Zong Lei let go, Huang Mao turned around and covered his face with one hand, covering his stomach with the other and ran away. He ran to a distance, looked at Zong Lei with vicious eyes, and seemed to be muttering something. At this time, Zong Lei didn't see it, but he was
Chatting with the elderly.
"Uncle, where is your home? I will take you back." Zong Lei looked at him with pity.
"Alas, there is no home anymore..." The old man seemed to have remembered something sad, and tears fell down.
It turns out that this old man's name is Lin Guoan. He has only one son, a taxi driver. A few years ago, his son and daughter-in-law were killed in a car accident. The driver who caused the accident ran away and has not been caught all these years. He also has a daughter who is out of town all year round.
He was very busy doing business and rarely went home. Lin Guoan didn't want to trouble his daughter, so he didn't let her
When he came back, his family's main source of income was gone and he lived in poverty. He also had a granddaughter named Lin Xue. Bingxue was smart and cute. She was only a few years younger than Zong Lei. She was still in junior high school.
His academic performance is also good. The old man just picks up some rags and beats them in the carport to support his family so that his granddaughter can go to school.
Lin Guoan walked around the garden together in the morning to see if there was anything he could pick up and sell, but he ran into those little bastards.
Zong Lei sent Lin Guoan home. It was said to be a home, but in fact it was not a home. People in the surrounding area locked their bicycles in their car sheds, and his home was just a small brick house connected to the car shed.
, it can be regarded as a day shift to prevent other people’s cars from being stolen, and the monthly salary is 500 yuan.
Entering the house, the entire house is less than 10 square meters. It is still a bit cold, and a bunk bed takes up nearly half of the area.
"Come in and sit for a while, haha, Xiaoxue has already gone to school." After saying that, Lin Guoan poured a cup of hot water for Zong Lei.
"Uncle Lin, you have worked hard enough. Try not to go to that small garden in the future. I'm afraid they will go there to steal money in the future." Although Lin Guoan's family is poor, Zong Lei always feels that he is very attached to Uncle Lin.
Lei himself is not someone who dislikes poverty and loves wealth.
After scanning the room for a week, I found that although the room is small, it has basically everything it should have, such as a small TV, a small wardrobe, and a small study table.
"Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs," Zong Lei comforted.
"Haha, young man, you don't need to comfort me. But life is hard, as long as Xiaoxue can study hard, I will be satisfied." Lao Lin was very open-minded.
"Hey, Uncle Lin also plays chess?" Zong Lei saw a chess board in the corner.
"What? You can also play chess? How about we play a game?" When Lao Lin mentioned chess, he immediately became excited.
"Come on, come on, haha." Zong Lei was about to play chess with Lao Lin.
Zong Lei didn't know that Lin Guoan, who had only met him once, would be of great help to him in the future. Of course, this is a story for later. (To be continued)