After coming out of the empty construction site, Qian Wen and Han Chunming went home. Cheng Jianjun hung behind, far away, hiding his head and tail along the way, covering up his new look. He was so proud of his face that he was afraid of being embarrassed.
At six o'clock, it was the time when the streets were bustling. In the old place at the entrance of the alley, Mr. Guan was playing chess, surrounded by a circle of old men.
Qian Wen passed by on his bicycle and took a look. He saw that the situation was great and he was about to kill the enemy, so he didn't bother him and left with Han Chunming with a smile.
When they arrived at the gate of the courtyard, they said goodbye to Han Chunming. Qian Wen pushed his bicycle into his small courtyard.
The car stood next to the wall, and I patted the dust on my hands. Seeing that they were still very dirty, I took out a copper basin and washed my hands. I sprinkled the water on the dry ground of the small courtyard with a splash to suppress the dust.
I went to the kitchen and drank two sips of cold water. I took out a small watermelon from the corner, cut it in half, and ate it with a spoon.
“Comfortable~”
In the summer, don't feel too comfortable after eating a delicious, red-flesh, sweet watermelon.
A few more big mouthfuls were dug.
At the entrance of the alley of Dazayuan, Cheng Jianjun came back from hiding. He rode his bicycle in an awkward manner. When he met an acquaintance, he would either turn his head or look at the sky.
He finally reached the entrance of the hospital. When he heard the sound of chess playing, his head hurt now. These uncles basically watched him grow up. If they saw his nose was bruised and his face was swollen into a pig's head, they might stop him and ask questions. , he will be embarrassed by then.
He gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and stepped hard. The chain of the bicycle rattled, and Cheng Jianjun rode over with a whoosh.
No one looked at him, no one noticed him, which made Cheng Jianjun breathe a sigh of relief. It was just fine that he didn't notice him.
He didn't dare to stop at all. He just wanted to take a cigarette, run home, and stay there until his face healed.
As for how Qian Wen and Han Chunming humiliated him... Cheng Jianjun, who was carrying his bicycle into the courtyard, flashed in his mind Qian Wen's last moments, suffocating, powerless, scared, and weak. He gritted his teeth and said, "Han Chunming even humiliated you." Me, your job depends on me, don’t let me seize the opportunity!”
For Qian Wen, a flash of fear flashed from the depths of his eyes. He was afraid of being beaten. When he couldn't defeat Qian Wen at once, he didn't dare to try it casually. The price was too high.
In Cheng Jianjun's thoughts, when he was carrying his bicycle to the front yard, an exclamation made him retract his thoughts.
"Ah, Jianjun, what's wrong with you?"
In the front yard, the only way to go, at the public water tap, there are four or five old women who are fetching water, washing vegetables, and preparing to cook dinner.
Then, exclamations of surprise, like five hundred ducks, exploded in his ears. The noise and discussion disgusted him.
"Who hit you so hard that your eyes were swollen? They were like walnuts."
"The corners of my mouth are broken!"
"The face is also swollen, and there are finger marks."
"My whole face seems to be swollen. Jianjun, have you been robbed? Why is it like this?"
"Yeah, why are there wounds on your face? Are you just slapping me in the face?"
Cheng Jianjun was confused. Why was he hiding all this time? Wasn't it just for his own image? It's fine now. There's no need to hide anymore. In an hour at most, people around him would know that Cheng Jianjun was a pig. His nose and face were swollen after being beaten. .
I don’t know how to spread it later, or where to put his face in the future.
This made Cheng Jianjun, who was as proud as the sky, even more uncomfortable than killing him.
Cheng Jianjun's face was already bruised and swollen. With this anger, Cheng Jianjun's face became redder and more swollen, and he began to have chest tightness.
Without saying a word, Cheng Jianjun lowered his head and pushed his bicycle hurriedly towards the backyard.
"What happened to this child? Is he injured like this?" Chunming's mother was also washing vegetables. She couldn't bear to look at Cheng Jianjun when she saw his nose and face were bruised and swollen.
"Who knows, I'm so proud and arrogant that I don't even bother to talk to him every time I come back." The aunt said disdainfully.
"I guess he was bullied by people in the work unit. Who among us in the same hospital knows about his character of putting down others and flattering others? Maybe those words offended someone, so he blocked the alley after get off work and gave him a beating." A middle-aged woman lowered her voice.
"Okay, okay, a bunch of women are doing nothing, let's take your water."
Uncle Guo, who lives in the front yard, is fanning a cattail leaf fan at the door and shouts.
He looked at the back of Cheng Jianjun who was walking in a hurry, and then walked towards the gate with his head shaking.
At Han Chunming's house, Han Chunming heard the news that Cheng Jianjun was back, but he didn't show up. He hid deliberately. Meeting at this time would only make him and Cheng Jianjun awkward and unhappy.
The sky was getting darker and the temperature was getting cooler. As expected, the fact that Cheng Jianjun was beaten into a pig's head was no longer a secret and spread among the neighbors.
No one involved spoke, and what was said outside was that a group of demons were dancing wildly. Each family had different stories, each one more bizarre than the last.
After all, beatings of this level are relatively rare, specifically breathing on the face.
Cheng Jianjun's family.
The air pressure in the house is very low. Cheng Jianjun's parents and younger brother are back. Cheng Jianjun's mother is knocking on Cheng Jianjun's door, "Bah, bang, bang, Jianjun, please open the door. Who hit you? You should say, what are your parents doing?" You decide!"
"Pa bang bang~~"
No matter how many times he knocked, Cheng Jianjun's door was tightly closed and no one made a sound inside.
"His father, Jianjun won't be able to think about it, inside..."
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. Cheng's mother turned to look at her husband and said anxiously.
"Get out of the way and I'll open the door."
As soon as these words came out, Cheng's father's expression changed. He pulled away from his wife and was about to break in.
"Can you please leave me alone, I just want to be alone!
Can you please be quiet for a while? I can’t die, I can’t die, I can’t die, don’t worry~~”
In the room, Cheng Jianjun roared. At this time, all his anger was directed at his parents and family members, and he was so helpless and furious.
His brother was startled and took two steps back.
Father Cheng and Mother Cheng looked at each other and just said something. They hurriedly approached the door and looked through the gap, "Jianjun, please open the door and let me and your father take a look at you.
There are rumors in the hospital that you were beaten, your nose and face were bruised and swollen, and you were bleeding. Mom is worried. Let’s go to the hospital. "
Cheng Jianjun has locked the door tightly since they got off work. Until now, they have not seen their son to see how injured he was.
There was no sound in Cheng Jianjun's room again, and everything returned to calm.
Cheng's mother looked at her husband anxiously, and Cheng's father gave his wife a calm look. As long as the son speaks, at least his life is not in danger, let him come, "Jianjun, if you have anything to do, tell me, if you really can't." Let’s go to the police station and we will definitely be able to..."
“Go away, everyone, go away~~”
Cheng Jianjun, who was in the room, was beating the bed hard. What was the use of going to the police station to find the police? Fights were common, and most of them were verbal education. If he went there, wouldn't he be a sheep in the tiger's mouth? Isn't a good beating enough? Wanted him to be pounded again.
Cheng Jianjun's parents had nothing to do.
……………
It was completely dark.
The mosquitoes on the street are buzzing steadily and constantly surrounding people, which is extremely annoying.
Mr. Guan, the nine-door admiral, ordered another dish. He really couldn't bear the bites of the mosquitoes. "No more, no more, Xiao Ning, come here."
Mr. Guan stood up, straightened his back, stretched out his hand to swat the mosquitoes from his ears, turned around and walked home happily.
"Mr. Guan, is this going to stop? Take out your mosquito repellent and let's continue." Lao Zhang, who had just played chess with Mr. Guan and saw that Mr. Guan was about to leave, shouted with a smile.
"Don't even think about buying my mosquito repellent for free. You're afraid of mosquito bites. If you spend money to buy it, you'll get it for just a few cents." Mr. Guan didn't even look back. He shook his head one step at a time, feeling as comfortable as he wanted.
"Maybe we can get it for free." Lao Zhang said with a smile without feeling ashamed at all.
Mosquito-repellent grass is Qian Wen’s weave of wild mugwort mixed with some mosquito-repelling wild grasses.
Burn a small section at a time to repel mosquitoes.
Qian Wen usually brings back these unwanted weeds from the wild, braids them, and buys them to earn some money.
A one-meter-and-a-half-meter-long piece costs 50 cents. This side job is just average. Those with children at home will come to buy it, while those without children will tolerate it and do it themselves.
In the small courtyard, Qian Wen was cooking steamed meat in the kitchen. Ever since he gained the new ability "Strength", he now felt weak without eating meat for three days. Eating rice and noodles alone was not enough.
Creaking, Qian Wen heard the sound of opening and closing the door, and then the old man's voice came.
"What are you doing? It smells so good?"
"Steamed pork with vermicelli." Qian Wen replied with a smile.
“Good food to go with the wine.
Did you know that Cheng Jianjun was beaten when he came back from get off work? I heard that the beating was quite serious.
You should also pay attention on the way back from get off work. I know that you are very skilled, but two fists are no match for four hands. Mr. Guan stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at Qian Wen who was busy, and said.
"Got it." Qian Wendan responded calmly, and Kuaizi kept beating the egg liquid in the bowl.
"Huh?" Seeing Qian Wen's uncurious tone, Mr. Guan realized something was wrong. He narrowed his eyes and guessed, "It couldn't be your handiwork, right?"
Qian Wen turned around and said with a smile, "Cheng Jianjun anonymously reported that Chunming and I were speculating."
"It's too gentle!" Mr. Guan said directly.
"Your apprentice was there at the time, so he had to keep some thin noodles." Qian Wen said.
"Chunming, this boy is so kind and righteous." Mr. Guan, the nine-door admiral, snorted.
"There are many ways to deal with Cheng Jianjun. Just eat for a while. You can turn on the radio and listen to some opera first."
Qian Wen turned his head and continued to work. He mainly cooked every meal for himself. He had a big appetite and the old man couldn't eat much.
Soon, dinner was ready.
Two people, a pot of wine, several appetizers, listening to opera, drinking together leisurely under the bright moon.
Time flies, and everything goes a lot faster.
Since Fatty beat up Cheng Jianjun, Cheng Jianjun has never stabbed him again. He avoids Qian Wen every day when he goes out and in. Even if he accidentally bumps into him, he nods and smiles, without showing any sign of resentment against him.
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But Qian Wen knew that Cheng Jianjun was like a poisonous snake. Just because he didn't jump didn't mean he was safe. He might not have found the opportunity.
As for Han Chunming and Cheng Jianjun, they got back together a few months later. Han Chunming said that Cheng Jianjun took the initiative to talk to him.
I really don’t know what Cheng Jianjun is trying to sell.
But Qian Wen was waiting for the next punch to send him to jail.
In addition to going to and from get off work and maintaining relationships in the factory, Qian Wen also began to have trouble with the director of the nearby police station.
By a very accidental coincidence, he made friends with Director Hao and spent two hours each time two days a week teaching Director Hao's daughter English.
Moreover, his business of buying and selling, going to the countryside to collect eggs and selling them to the supply department of the factory, started again privately.
This time it was a long-term transaction. After such a long time, he had already established channels and maintained the relationship. It would not happen again like last time when a mere anonymous reporting call resulted in the investigation by the security department.
As long as the industrial and commercial authorities do not take action to catch individuals and obtain the stolen goods, there will be no problem at all.
The participants include Han Chunming, Li Chengtao, Cai Xiaoli, and half of them.
When it was broken, it was still 10% of the original profit.
The reason why he didn't take Cai Xiaoli with him at first was because he wanted Taozi to take advantage of his wealth and take down Cai Xiaoli in one fell swoop. Unexpectedly, this kid had a thief heart but no courage, so he just didn't take action. Qian Wen was so angry that he kicked him.
Finally, Cai Xiaoli was added. Cai Xiaoli did her job without any pretentiousness or pretentiousness.
This transaction happened at least once a month. After each transaction, the four of them paid a total of thirty dollars to Qian Wen to smoothen the relationship and manage things.
Qian Wen's side hustle has not stopped, and he has added a few more. After get off work, if there is nothing urgent, he will ride his bicycle directly to the Temple of Heaven to draw sketches for the couples who come to "shoot the mother-in-law" to earn extra money.
Not to mention, falling in love really makes people lose their minds. This kind of little affection made his business surprisingly good.
Or we can make all kinds of beautiful grass rings and couple bracelets, the price is a little lower, but they are also good buys.
Coupled with his other side businesses, his small treasury is rising steadily.
In the work unit, he also had less things to do, especially when he was working the night shift one time, he caught five thieves and beat them to the ground. Not only did his salary increase, but he also had less things to do. In the security department, he became a money man from a small amount of money. , except for the section chief Xu Jianye, everyone changed their name to brother.
Because the five thieves who entered the factory to steal things were a bit miserable.
It seems that all he needs is a wife.
At his age, he was sunny, handsome, and had a serious job. There were many matchmakers, but Qian Wen smiled and rejected them all, saying he was not in a hurry to get married.
Even Mr. Guan, the Admiral of the Nine Sects, asked him once, but Qian Wen just responded, "I understand."
You should tell the little lazy cat to go back to China. I will get married in a minute and play with the cat.
The old man has been exchanging letters with his biological son abroad, not many, maybe only one letter every half a year. Qian Wen has also read the letters. The old man has the intention of calling his granddaughter, the lazy cat, back to him, and does not want his granddaughter to become a foreigner.
Time flies, and the time flies by.
Time came to 1977 unknowingly.
Summer 1977, early August.
Qian Wen had just finished his night shift and emerged from the alley on his bicycle, heading home.
Passing by the entrance of the courtyard, an exclamation caught Qian Wen's attention.
"Meng Xiaoxing, what are you doing?"
Han Chunming's tone was hurried, as if Meng Xiaoxing was doing something that shocked him.
"You've made such a big move, get up here and dare to dismantle my bicycle!"
"What are you doing? You forgot what you said last night?" Meng Xiaoxing said in dissatisfaction after being pushed away.
"What did I say? I just talked about the bicycle I saved for eight yuan."
"This is incredible. I'll give you eight yuan and I can get this bicycle."
"Go, go, let's play!"
"You go ahead and play. I finally took it apart. Find me a sack and I'll put it away."
Meng Xiaoxing chased Han Chunming away and continued to dismantle the bicycle in front of Han Chunming's house.
Han Chunming is about to cry but has no tears. He is so talkative. He was so blind last night that he was so blind that he must be thinking about the bicycle now.
"Hello, is it so busy early in the morning?"
Qian Wen stood not far away, watching this happy scene with interest.
The boredom of the night was gone.
