When Jin Shibo was full of wine and food, he was wandering on the street with a toothpick in his mouth and a happy face.

With running eyes, he stared at the pretty girls and wives in the crowd, licking their faces and whistling in a flirtatious manner.

It's a pity that by 1998, the economy and order of the entire society were getting better and better, and it was long past the rude days when you could get rich by pulling a group of ruffians to fight and occupy the territory.

A poor guy like Jin Mao who doesn't even own a motorcycle.

The girls he fell in love with whistling on the street not only ignored him, but even rolled their eyes at him.

"Brother Jin, we are going to stir up trouble at the school gate tomorrow. The security office in the first high school is not a decoration."

Yan Liu's family was trying to get him to take over, but his father made a serious promise that if he caused trouble during this period and lost his job, he would have his legs broken.

"I went crazy and went to the school gate to stir up trouble. Do you, Brother Jin, look like an idiot with no brains? That kid is about to take the college entrance examination. If you can, just don't move, otherwise we might all be in trouble!"

"ah?"

Several gangsters, including Yan Liu, all looked dull. What does Boss Jin mean by this?

Jin Shibo stretched out his left hand and held it flat, while his right hand stood like a knife.

On the back of the left hand, repeatedly use the 'scraper' left and right: "For good melons, kill them more often!"

"You still don't understand? Kill me! If Yu Yingming, a rich and stupid fool, doesn't kill him over and over again, it's not unreasonable for us to do so!"

"But what should we do at noon tomorrow?"

Yan Liu was still confused.

"San'er, don't you have a brother in high school? Ask him to tell Zhao Chang'an quietly after the third period tomorrow morning that someone is blocking him at the school gate and asking him not to come out at noon."

"ah?"

"ah?"

"ah?"

Yan Liu and the others were dumbfounded and dumbfounded. What kind of cool operation is Boss Jin doing?

“Oh shit, don’t you understand that tomorrow’s lunch will be a waste of time for us brothers?

By the way, this kid is a day student and also a poor guy. Give him these five dollars. You and your classmates don't hide it. It will spoil the big thing and let him buy it for lunch."

Looking at the brand new five yuan handed over by Boss Jin.

San'er (Geng Zhiyin)'s admiration for Boss Jin is like the torrential water and the overflowing of the Yellow River~

How can we still play like this?!

——

During self-study in the evening, Zhao Changan was surprised that Wen Ye from Class 15, a key science class, was waiting beside his bicycle and wanted to go with him.

"What did you hear? Brother, long time no see!"

When Zhao Changan saw Wen Ye's familiar yet unfamiliar face, he went up and punched him on the shoulder.

"It's nothing. I heard that a grandson named Yu Yingming in your class is looking for someone to block you. My hands are itchy."

Only then did Zhao Changan see that Wen Ye's eyes were a little red.

"Who can you listen to?"

Zhao Changan was surprised, how could this matter spread so quickly?

Zhao Changan was the day student who played well in the class. Zhang Shun and Lao Zheng refused to go with him, so Wu Yue was picked up by his father in the evening.

When he comes home at night, he is a lone ranger, rushing alone.

"Just stop asking."

Wen Ye got on the bicycle and looked back at Zhao Changan to urge him.

Zhao Changan saw a fierce light in Wen Ye's eyes.

"Is there something wrong between you and Chen Jing?"

Looking at Wen Ye's suddenly darkened face.

Zhao Changan's heart skipped a beat before he continued to ask, "Did you drink a bottle of Erguotou in one go?"

"How do you know?"

This time, Wen Ye was shocked by Zhao Changan.

The weekend before yesterday, he found a far away place, bought a bottle of Erguotou, and drank it all by himself in the pine forest in the graveyard behind the school.

Then I slept until seven or eight in the evening before going back to school.

In his opinion, apart from him, only ghosts know such a secret thing.

result?

"groove!"

Zhao Changan cursed in a low voice.

Just because of this woman, my brother's life can be said to be ruined!

The infatuated boy turned into a prodigal son.

"Let's go."

Regarding this matter, Wen Ye never told him the details of the ins and outs between Wen Ye and Chen Jing.

Therefore, as an outsider, Zhao Changan is not a Chicken Soup for the Soul mentor, and he is helpless.

However, this time in the college entrance examination, Wen Ye, who had always been ranked in the top 200 in the school's science subject, ended up doing as well as Zhao Chang'an and was admitted to a rubbish junior college in the province.

Chen Jing cannot absolve herself of the blame!

This woman's college entrance examination score was among the top fifteen in the liberal arts mountain city, and she was admitted to Nanjing University.

A year before Zhao Changan came over, Wen Ye, who had already lost thousands of people in love, passed by Zheng City.

The brothers found a food stall and had a big drink.

When he was drunk, he asked rudely: "Chen Jing, are you still in contact now? How is it?"

Only then did I find out that they were already Dr. Chen and Professor Chen, and their husband was a senior executive of a multinational company. They had a happy married life, and they were almost 40 years old and had another child.

Both sons and daughters.

And Wen Ye is in his early forties and still a bachelor!

At that time, Zhao Changan cursed angrily: "This dog's life!"

"Stop scolding, brother, drink!"

The two drank it all in one gulp.

Then, Wen Ye said something that shocked Zhao Changan, something he had never known before.

"Who made me an orphan, with only a grandma raising me by picking up rags! Who can think highly of us, and which parent would throw their daughter into this pit of fire like us? And with such poor grades, she will not be in the same world as others in the future!"

That night, the two got drunk and sang loudly.

——

The two of them were racing in traffic, racing all the way.

"You haven't said how you know?"

Wen Ye rode his bicycle and caught up to ask.

"Stop asking, kill thousands of people!"

"What do you mean?"

"Just to shut you up!"

Zhao Changan parted ways with Wen Ye, who still looked surprised, at the intersection, and then continued to rush all the way on his bicycle.

Looking at the old buildings along the way that have all been demolished after twenty years, I can't help but admire them.

After removing these, I also removed the warm memories of my hometown from people my own age.

Soon, we arrived at the city’s old city compound.

The eleven buildings and large tracts of dilapidated bungalows in this compound are still standing strong after twenty years; everyone is looking forward to demolition every day, but no fool developer has been fooled.

When he got downstairs of his house, Zhao Changan parked the car and locked it.

‘Deng-deng-deng’ go up to the third floor,

The light at the door is on. - In my own house and Zeng's house, I change the light on the stairway every six months and connect it to the gate knife of my house.

The doors of both houses were ajar.

Zhao Changan glanced at the door opposite, but unexpectedly met Qiu Jinhui's eyes inside the crack of the door.

He glanced at Zhao Changan expressionlessly, turned around and walked away from the crack in the door.

"hehe,"

Zhao Changan smiled silently.

It is true that if you have a "fraternity-loving" mother, you will have a "fraternity-loving" daughter.

Zhao Changan opened the door,

"Crack!"

Lock it with your backhand.

"Mom and Dad, I'm back!"

"Well, why are you riding so fast, other than blowing up bunkers?"

In the bright room, my father was concentrating on reading the newspaper. He put down the newspaper and said something to him. My mother walked out of the kitchen with a fragrant pepper egg and a smile on her face.

"Your father and I saw you coming into the yard from the balcony."
Chapter completed!