Chu Ping felt the force on his shoulders like iron pincers. He knew without looking that it was Han Sanpin who was holding him down.
"Third uncle, why are you holding me down like this? It makes me want to run away."
The corners of Chu Ping's mouth twitched, and he tried hard to move away from Su Ya, but no matter how Chu Ping moved, he couldn't break away from Han Sanpin's hand.
Chu Ping finally gave in and sat there with a slumped look. The chill behind him continued, but he looked completely arrogant, as if he had already ignored his life and death.
When Han Sanpin saw that Chu Ping finally stopped resisting, he finally spared him.
"Whatever stuff is in your backpack, I'll put it at the door for you and pick it up when you leave."
At this time, Chu Ping had no strength to resist at all, so he allowed Han Sanpin to take off his backpack and put it on the shoe cabinet at the door.
"Your schoolbag is really heavy. Do you think it's a little cold in this room? I went to close the balcony window. It's really strange, huh? Chu Ping, why did you go and sit next to Yanyan? You... ···”
Han Sanpin showed what he looked like when he was a teacher in the police academy, and wanted to use mental suppression to deal with Chu Ping, but Chu Ping didn't want to look at him at all, he just buried his head, and in the blink of an eye, he had four or five dumplings. Into the stomach.
Seeing Chu Ping's appearance, Han Sanpin was helpless, and then he sighed in despair.
"Eat, eat, this kid has grown up and doesn't listen to me anymore."
Han Sanpin's words touched Chu Ping's heart for no reason. He felt sour in his heart. Then he raised his head and looked at Han Sanpin. Only then did he realize that the third uncle's sideburns had changed. gray.
"Third uncle..."
Chu Ping's eyes were already moist, as if with just a little bit of atmosphere, the two tears would flow from his eyes.
"Hey, Chu Ping," Han Sanpin slowly sat back in his seat and looked at Chu Ping with affectionate eyes, "Chu Ping, if you feel sorry for your third uncle, your third aunt..."
At this time, the third aunt put down the chopsticks in her hands tacitly, and then followed Han Sanpin's example and looked at Chu Ping together.
Chu Ping was moved by those affectionate eyes. At that moment, he remembered all the things that happened that year, bit by bit, and even thought of the first person he saw when he opened his eyes after his parents had a car accident. It was the man in front of him, and now this man had gray hair on his temples. The mottled white was like a steel needle inserted into Chu Ping's heart, constantly stirring his heart.
"Third uncle..."
"Chu Ping, if you really feel sorry for your third uncle and third aunt, just sit next to Su Ya. This way we, the old couple, will be relieved."
Chu Ping, who was originally ready to shed a few tears to brighten the mood, suddenly regained all his emotions when he heard Han Sanpin's words. Then he buried his head in the bowl again and ate the dumplings with big mouthfuls.
"Well, third uncle and third aunt, Yanyan, I've finished eating. It's getting late. I'll go back first. I have to go to the night shift soon."
Chu Ping didn't give the other people in the room a chance to speak. Under the astonished looks of several people, he ran out as if running for his life. When he walked to the shoe cabinet, he didn't forget to take the backpack on it.
Just kidding, what is stored there can be regarded as all of Chu Ping's belongings. If this is lost, Chu Ping will cry.
Rushing out of the residential building regardless, Chu Ping breathed a long sigh of relief. He turned to look at the window of Han Sanpin's house and saw a crowd of people there. Then the window was violently pushed open. Then Han Sanpin's head stuck out from the window.
"Little bastard, are your wings stiff and against you? Don't think that when you grow up, I won't dare to hit you? You kid, just stand there!"
Han Sanpin held his slippers with one hand and the window frame with the other. If Han Yanyan and others hadn't dragged him, he would have jumped out of the window to chase Chu Ping.
Chu Ping didn't dare to look back at all. He was afraid that the moment he turned around, a pair of slippers would fly in front of him.
Han Sanpin's slippers were Chu Ping's nightmare in the past. Whenever Chu Ping made a mistake, Han Sanpin would take out a pair of slippers and then have intimate contact with his body.
So for a while, Chu Ping didn't even dare to wear slippers.
When he thought that Han Sanpin's slippers were behind him, the speed of Chu Ping's feet increased a little more.
"Third uncle, the one who is waiting for me to come over next time must apologize to you. I am really busy."
Chu Ping's words did not deceive Han Sanpin. Although he asked Xiao Wu to go to work for him tonight, Chu Ping still had to go to the 31st floor of Building C of Jinhua Community.
Chu Ping still remembers what the interviewer with a crying face said to him in the No. 44 Building on No Man's Road: "You bear the consequences."
"You are responsible for the consequences? I don't know what the consequences will be if I don't go."
Chu Ping didn't know what the consequences would be if he didn't go, and he didn't want to know what the consequences would be. He didn't want to spend his life to satisfy his curiosity.
"You should get a mask and cover your face."
The bus company building was so messed up by Chen Feng. Although he had been accidentally made an idiot by Lou Bin, there was no guarantee that no one would recognize him.
"What's more, when I went to No Man Road for an interview, I still reported the name of Lao Xie Tou. If someone really checks this, I will be ruined."
Chu Ping parked the car in front of a two-yuan store.
As an old city, Beicheng District has not many people. Basically, after dark, the surrounding stores are closed one after another.
Including the two-yuan store where Chu Ping came, the owner was about to close, but he saw a second-hand white Jetta parked at the door, which made the store owner who was pulling down the rolling shutter door stop.
"Whatever you want to buy, you pick it yourself, choose it by yourself, everything is two yuan, all two yuan, two yuan, you can't buy it and you will suffer a loss, two yuan, you can't buy it, and you will be cheated..."
The two-yuan store muttered familiar words, and at the same time pushed the rolling shutter door that had been half pulled down again.
Chu Ping locked the car door and entered the two-yuan store.
"mask······"
Chu Ping's eyes fell on a pile of stockings, and then he subconsciously picked them up and pulled them with his hands, as if to test the elasticity of the stockings.
"Sir, do you want to buy stockings? They are for your girlfriend. You are such a good man. But sir, the quality of the stockings you got is not good. Look at these. My girlfriend wears them. They are sexy, charming, and easy to tear. Yo."
When the owner of the two-dollar store said the last words, he raised the corners of his eyes, and then showed a smile that every man knows how to smile.
"Easy to tear apart?"
Chu Ping didn't realize what he meant for a while.
