Xiaobao stayed in the hospital for a whole week.

The day she was hospitalized, the city was closed with heavy snow. When she was discharged, the temperature had risen sharply by more than ten degrees, and the spring was warm and flowers were about to burst out.

Old Mrs. Song cooked a large pot of dumplings at home.

Xiaobao discovered that the old brother and grandma, who were once tense, seemed to miraculously ease the relationship. Xiaoyuan was not able to get along with her anymore, so he took out the notes for the past few days for 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 was dead, and the stagnant hatred in Wei Qian's chest seemed to have disappeared. His spirit seemed to have changed a lot... Sanpang couldn't say anything, but he just felt that he didn't have that deep hostility.

No matter what, it is a good thing.

Before going to pick up Mazi's mother and discharged from the hospital, Sanpang came to Mazi's doorstep with a small hoe and Wei Qian.

Sanpang spitted into his palms and dashed under the tree: "That boy, a martyr, buried everything under the ground, must have left something--hey, Mr. Qian, can you stop watching with your hands on the side? Can you move over and move your noble claws to help me with the old pig?"

Wei Qian kowtowed the mud on his shoes and said without raising his head, "Second junior brother, Master will give you a chance to lose weight. Just stop talking nonsense, and get rid of the fat and dig it out."

After he finished speaking, he took out a cigarette, stuffed it into his mouth and lit it, then inserted it backwards under the big locust tree, and patted the trunk: "I haven't tasted it for a long time, right? It's not a good cigarette, you can make do with it."

The big locust tree stood quietly on the side, rustling sound in the breeze and slightly crooked smoke.

It's really a bit like pockmarks, always standing there silently. Whoever looks at him will smile at someone and don't ask.

Sanpang quickly dug out the money buried underground. There was a note in the envelope sealed from the plastic bag, saying that he was going to go far away, so he had to entrust his mother to the two brothers with shamelessness... The "entrusted" of "entrusted" was written incorrectly.

The illiterate fried dough sticks are not as good as Xiaoyuan who just learned two months ago.

Wei Qian and Sanpang decided to hide the fact that Mazi was dead, and only handed over the money and notes to Mazi's mother. They unified the argument to Mazi's mother, saying that in order to save money for her to treat her illness, Mazi left with a group of business people and went to Cambodia to resell coffee beans... The saying "going to Cambodia" was what Sanpang thought of, and it was considered to be a foreign land, and it was worthy of the words on the note.

Ma Zi's mother cut off an arm and a leg, and she was already a disabled person. According to regulations, she could apply for a five-guarantee household, but unfortunately it was not that easy to complete all of them. It required a long process of issuing various certificates and running procedures - otherwise Wei Qian could have applied in the name of a minor back then, but it was too time-consuming at that time, and he didn't have the energy to run away.

Now he and Sanpang are both strong, but this matter is still impossible because he can't get over the obstacles of Mazi's mother.

When Wei Qian tried to mention this, Mazi's mother firmly believed that she had a son who was nearly adult and capable of working. Although her son was not in front of her now, she went abroad to do business with financial resources and had a source of income. She should not deliberately deceive the government's subsidy.

Her enlightenment was so high that Wei Qian felt so painful, so after she went back, he beat Sanpang hard.

It was all the bad ideas that were made by this damn fat, and they made up bad lies. So, they shot themselves in the foot.

Wei Qian did not go back to the nightclub again, and he did not even care about who would take care of his property after Le Xiaodong died.

"Little Brother Wei" has disappeared with the dead Brother Le. Jin Baan has washed his hands. He is very responsible for being a thug. Everyone knows that he is just a biting dog. No matter how powerful he is, no one pays attention to him. They have other things to break each other's heads.

Wei Qian asked Sanpang's father to find a job as a factory ordering employee - Oh, to put it bluntly, he just moved things.

Temporary worker, billing on pieces, pure physical work, serving lunch, and two steamed buns for one person. Wei Qian didn't work for long, but his hands were covered in big bubbles. He was dirty all day long, and he had to look at people's faces all day long.

The days of the thug "Little Brother Wei" become a mirror and a moon in the blink of an eye.

On the third day after Wei Qian started doing this job, he was so calm that he was surprised when he squatted on the roadside to pick up the blood blisters on his hand. He once thought of the distance between his virtue and the four words "showing off", and felt like his heart was like a knife.

However, it did not.

Now his mood of "successfulness" has not changed at all. He is still a money skeleton that dreams of making a lot of money. He still needs money and needs to support his family. But probably because he has witnessed enough glitz and experienced the profound life and death, his heart has sinked a lot without realizing it.

The one who is even more popular about this is Mrs. Song.

Even if Wei Qian is shouted at him every day and works like a grandson, she was relieved that he finally "started on the right path". She is a farmer and doesn't think there is anything wrong with physical work. She eats hard and eats it naturally. As a small worker, even if she eats braised vegetables, she is better than wearing gold and silver when she goes to nightclubs.

When Mrs. Song subjectively believed that Wei Qian's future was bright, she finally realized that this big boy, less than eighteen years old, was indeed supporting a family, so she treated him better.

She got the ointment for the bruising and damage from somewhere and secretly placed it on Wei Qian's bedside table. In order to help Wei Qian subsidize his family income, she got up at around 3 o'clock every morning and cooked a pot of tea eggs and corn. She went out to sell it while people were working hours, and then went to collect cardboard boxes, wrap paper and bottles to sell it.

Even Wei Qian had to admit that this nervous old lady was an amazing person. She just got up to five o'clock in the middle of the night and could still take care of the three meals a day for the children at home, and she could fight with the evil old lady in her neighbor for three hundred rounds a day, greet each other and swear with each other.

The evil old lady was scared by Wei Qian with a kitchen knife when she was a child and did not dare to go out to fight head-on. The two families each had chains on the door, leaving a crack for the sound to open and start a war.

These two old guys have a style and a level of style. The swear words that popped out of their mouths made Wei Qian, a professional hooligan, unable to listen to them.

When Sanpang didn't go out to purchase goods, he sat in the corridor, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and listened to a relish while eating them. When the battle ended, he patted the melon seeds and applauded at the top of his voice. His voice was loud, and one person could create a "full color" effect.

At this time, Old Lady Song and Old Lady will be in agreement with the public.

Old Mrs. Song scolded: "Little pussy child!"

The evil old lady scolded: "Big fat man!"

Sanfat gathered together a "two pussy" and twisted away with satisfaction.

Later, Wei Qian went over and kicked the door bolt of the evil old lady's house, and then had a big fight with Mrs. Song at home, asking these two bastards to keep their mouths clean and not teach them all good children.

...Facts have proved that the two shrews could not fight him alone, so they consciously shifted their time to the afternoon, when the children and children went to school, they had a truce on weekends and statutory holidays.

Wei Qian quit smoking, it’s too expensive to smoke.

Wei Zhiyuan felt that there were two kinds of scents that impressed him in his childhood, one was the smell of cheap tobacco, and the other was the medicinal smell of later bruises and damage ointment.

During that time, every day when he finished his homework, his elder brother must have been so tired that he fell asleep on the bed. The sky gradually became hot, so Wei Qian wore a "two-bar beam" vest and big shorts, put the thin blanket around his waist, leaving Wei Zhiyuan with a back.

The thug career and heavy physical labor have sharpened Wei Qian so that there is no trace of fat on his waist. His slender and tight muscles are tightly pressed against him. The back waist is always narrow and concave. The abrupt pair of shoulder blades are like a pair of spread wings, as if as long as they are hidden below, they will never be hurt.

Wei Zhiyuan looked at him, lowered his head and wrote two lines of words. He was copying a post-class lyrics in the text, which was "The elder brother is like a father".

The boy wrote it neatly five times as the teacher asked, then closed the book, turned off the light, climbed onto the bed following the smell of medicine that he had become accustomed to in the air, climbed over Wei Qian, and skillfully got into his arms. Wei Qian subconsciously raised his hand and patted the child's back, and whispered in a nasal voice: "Go to sleep."

Wei Zhiyuan distinguished the thick and right sense of pampering from these two words, closed his eyes satisfied, and enjoyed the most comfortable moment of the day.

After that, whenever he mentioned "happiness", Wei Zhiyuan would remember that he was lying in his elder brother's arms when he was young, rubbing his chest, closing his eyes and waiting for the moment of deep sleep... Even if he had grown up in his elder brother's arms, he could no longer hold it.

Another half year passed in a hurry.

On this day, Xiaobao and Xiaoyuan’s final exams, after the exam, it means summer vacation is coming.

The summer is like fire, and Wei Qian rode a second-hand bicycle that he bought for twenty yuan to the cold drink wholesale market. The vendors all purchased goods from here, and Wei Qian also planned to wholesale a box of ice cream to go home to satisfy his cravings.

Many families who have children at home and consume a lot of cold drinks will buy a box of ice cream directly from here. The average retail price is one or two yuan, and the wholesale price is only 40 to 50 cents, which can save a lot.

While Wei Qian was looking at the product list, suddenly, a man called him a little hesitantly.

"Wei Qian? You... are you Wei Qian?"

Wei Qian looked back and saw that the other party was a familiar middle-aged woman. He was stunned for a moment, then looked at her carefully before suddenly remembering: "You... are you Teacher Li?"

Teacher Li walked over quickly in high heels and asked repeatedly: "It's really you! What's wrong with you? He dropped out of school without even saying hello. I've been looking for you for a long time, but there has been no news. What are you doing? What's the big deal? Why don't you finish your studies?"

After three years of experience, Wei Qian suddenly felt like he was a different life. School? It seemed... it was already a matter of the previous life.

However, facing the old class teacher, Wei Qian couldn't help but lower his head. At this moment, he was neither like a cruel nightclub thug nor a taciturn young worker.

He suddenly became like a normal person, a little restrained in front of the teacher.

Wei Qian smiled bitterly: "Teacher, this is a long talk."

Wei Qian brought a box of ice cream and a strange middle-aged woman home, which surprised all family members - because in my impression, my elder brother had never been so polite to anyone.

The guest was dressed neatly, wearing glasses, spoke politely and very politely. He knew at a glance that he was an intellectual and was out of place with the surrounding environment.

After grandma understood Teacher Li's identity, she was so shocked that she couldn't even speak well. The administrative area of ​​her hometown was like this. First, there were provinces, and below the province were cities. Each city had more than a dozen counties under it, forming an administrative area, and there were seven or eight townships under one county, and there were countless small villages under the township.

Old Mrs. 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 junior high school has to go to the county town, and the high school has to take a seven or eight-hour bus to go to the city. The village has not been able to get into high school for many years.

Not to mention a high school teacher, she met a living high school teacher for the first time in her life.

Old Mrs. Song almost treated Teacher Li as the national leader to receive her. She took all her skills and made a table of the highest-standard dishes, leaving her to eat.

Teacher Li was really unwilling to refuse, so he had to sit down at the dining table. Looking at this house, Teacher Li understood the reason why Wei Qian dropped out of school. While she was dealing with the enthusiasm and constantly picking up food for her, she said tentatively: "Wei Qian, I remember that you had good grades at that time. To be honest, it was a pity that you didn't go to school like this."

Wei Qian did not respond and picked up a small bowl on the side: "Teacher, I will serve you a bowl of soup."

Teacher Li took it and continued, "You know, I have worked in our school for more than 20 years. As an old teacher, the school leader is somewhat proud, and your uncle... Oh, it's my husband, he works in the Municipal Education Bureau. If you want, I can ask him to find a way to help you get your school registration back and insert it into the class I am leading now."
Chapter completed!