Fatty Wang spoke with trust between people: "From now on, you hang out with Fatty. I eat meat and you drink soup. I won't say you are rich, but you will never starve to death. Please add your contact information and address and I will go back to collect it." Pack up and see you at the train station in three days."
This is indeed a gamble on trust between people. Fatty Wang feels that this kid...
Looks inviting.
He is also willing to take such a gamble. If he loses...
In these forty-nine cities, Fatty always has a way to catch this kid.
"Fat brother, you are such an open-minded person, I will definitely not disappoint you. From now on, you will be my brother Wang, Wang Yang!" Wu Yu gave Fatty Wang his mobile phone number and said it seriously.
Seeing that attitude, Fatty Wang felt confused. This kid was old enough to be his son, "We both have the surname Wang. Maybe we were a family five hundred years ago. Do you have money to repair bicycles?"
When he asked, he didn't lie. He took out two pieces of change from his pocket and stuffed them into Wuyu's hand. It was not easy to live in someone else's house: "Take it to repair the bicycle, and buy some meat and vegetables at night."
Wu Yu was shocked inside. Did he really not expect that this fat man was so easy to talk to? He broke the bottle and even offered him money to repair his bicycle. He couldn't help but sigh: "Fat brother, you are so kind!"
Then, the young man took the money from the fat man's hand and rode away on his bicycle. His back seemed to have a layer of human warmth under the afterglow of the setting sun.
Fatty Wang watched the young man leave until he disappeared. He still stood and watched for a while, and then sighed: "Fat Master, I do have a little hope that you kid is lying..."
Before he finished speaking, he picked up the wooden box on the ground and walked towards Panjiayuan humming a tune.
The Panjiayuan Antique Market has always been lively. On the road, Fatty Wang met his colleague who had just watched the fun: "Fat Master, just let him go. Your goodies are really worth the money..."
Fatty Wang glanced at him, "I'm happy to do it, Fatty. I like that kid."
The man gave him a thumbs up: "Fat man is awesome!"
…………
At that time, it was completely dark and the stars were looming.
Wuyu took a long vacation from school during this period. He originally wanted to notify his parents, but!
He successfully convinced the teacher by relying on his aura as a top student, and assured him that his grades would not decline, and he was designated to attend the University of China or Peking University in the college entrance examination.
All his medical records were destroyed, leaving only a few slips for getting reports tomorrow. To be on the safe side, he went to a place that issued fake IDs and got an ID card called Wang Yang.
If you ask where you found it, of course it was a small advertisement on a telephone pole.
In this way, when Wu Yu arrived home, the lights were already on in the courtyard and he pushed open the ajar door.
As expected, I saw Mr. Jie Dajie with six assistants sitting on a chair brought from the house. He wore a black windbreaker outside his light pink suit. His elegance and solemnity were reflected in the chilly spring breeze. Fried in harmony.
Unique and elegant in its own way.
He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the documents in his hand.
Wu Yu whispered: "Brother."
When Xie Yuchen heard the noise, he closed the plan and handed it back, then looked up at the door.
The young man pushing the bicycle under the white woven lamp at the door looked a little pale, and there was no blood on his lips. His heart skipped a beat, and he walked quickly to Wu Yu, stretched out his hand and touched Wu Yu's cheek. His body temperature was normal: " What's going on?" Since this kid hit puberty, most people call him Xiaohua, and rarely call him brother.
Wu Yu puffed up his cheeks: "Today's lunch meal was too bad, I'm so hungry."
The boy cleverly took the bicycle from the boy's hand and put it aside.
Jie Yuchen slightly blocked the light of the white woven lamp on the door. The young man's face was as rosy as usual, and he was relieved: "Let's go, I've made a table of your favorite food at home."
He pulled the boy and walked outside. Their shadows on the ground overlapped when the lights of several lamps overlapped.
The young man followed the man's steps step by step: "Is there any pickled fish?"
"have."
“What about sweet and sour pork?”
"Yes."
"Brother, will you hit me if I run away from home?"
Jie Yuchen looked back at Wu Yu and didn't understand why he asked this question suddenly, "Probably not. What I believe in is to kill people directly instead of hitting them."
Wuyu:…………
Such a cruel Boss Xie, could it be that the first beating in his life would come from "Uncle Little Flower"...
Wu Yu reached out and touched his heart, and said firmly: "Xiao Hua, you will definitely not be able to let me go."
They came to the car, and Xie Yuchen stuffed the young man in, then reached out and touched his round head: "Don't ask such meaningless questions."
"oh…"
Two identical cars drove slowly down a long alley filled with smoke and smoke, and the dim yellow lights overlapped on their faces.
Time flies, and it is already three days later in the blink of an eye.
At that time, 10:09 am
The weather in Beijing is very good today, with the sun shining brightly and the sky clear.
Fatty Wang had a bulging backpack at his feet. He was munching on pancakes and fruit. There was also a cup of soy milk and a pancake on his wrist.
