In 2007, the Wutaizi Village area in Shenbei had not yet been developed. In a dilapidated house with no yard and windows sealed with plastic sheets, a trembling old man with white hair opened the stove with a stove hook and added water inside. I bought a few pieces of low-quality coal, put the pitted aluminum pot on the stove, added some water to it, and then took out half a pack of noodles and a bag of instant noodles.
A few minutes later, the old man finished cooking the noodles, filled two bowls of dried noodles and instant noodles, and called to the next room: "Grandson, it's time to eat!"
Xiao Qi, who had just received a call from Wang Hu, heard this and walked to the room. He saw a bowl of noodles in the old man's hand and some instant noodles left for himself. He frowned and said, "Grandpa, it's not like I don't give you money at ordinary times. I want you to eat something good, what did you do?"
A simple and honest smile appeared on the old man's wrinkled face: "That's good enough. I'm old and I don't have a few days to live. Everything I eat is in vain. I've saved all the money for you. When you get married and get a wife, I can go on the road with peace of mind!"
"Oh, what are you talking about! What's the matter with death!"
Xiao Qi waved his hands with some discomfort in his heart, and then took out the remaining three thousand yuan from his pocket: "You can take this money and buy whatever you want. You don't have to save it for me. I can earn it outside." With a lot of money, I can buy a house and a car by myself in the future, and I won’t need your little coffin book! I have something to do in the evening, so I won’t be home to eat!”
"It's so late, you want to go out?"
The old man looked at Liu Qi reluctantly: "Didn't we agree to visit your grandma and your mother's grave together tomorrow? I am old and my legs and feet are not good. In a few days, it will be your grandma's memorial day!"
"Oh, don't worry, I will definitely be back during the festival!"
Xiao Qi pointed to the money on the kang: "Take this money tomorrow and go to the village store to buy some nutritional supplements. Don't fool around like this again! I'm leaving!"
The old man looked at the back of Xiao Qi Fengfenghuo as he left, picked up the noodles with an egg on them, and poured them into the bowl of noodles: "Oh... this kid won't go home all day long. I'm such an old bone." , it’s been a long time since we met each other!”
Xiao Qi's home is relatively remote in the village, and the road in front of the door is impassable, so after receiving a call from Wang Hu, he walked along the dirt road in the village to the entrance of the village, standing in the cold wind Wait for it.
It would take at most twenty minutes to walk here from Xiao Qi's house, but it would take more than forty minutes for Wang Hu to drive here from the Soviet District.
In the eyes of many people, Xiao Qi was freezing here like a stupid roe deer. This behavior was stupid, but Xiao Qi knew very well that it was precisely because he was so good at getting things done that he was able to gain Wang Hu's trust.
Most of the gangsters who are the same age as Xiao Qi actually don’t know what Jianghu is, let alone what a gangster society is.
They only feel that being with their eldest brother is very prestigious, they can spend every day drinking and drinking, and they can also pick up girls, and live their lives one day at a time.
Many of Xiao Qi's social friends are just for vanity, and Xiao Qi is the same.
He has always told others that his father is a village official, and his purpose is to narrow the gap with those city children.
The real situation is that his mother's dead father remarried, and he grew up with his grandma and grandpa.
Grandpa is just an ordinary farmer, full of diseases, but he doesn’t even have a pension.
In this era of soaring housing prices, if Xiao Qi doesn't find a shortcut, he may never be able to move out of this mountain village in his lifetime.
His poor family background allowed him to develop a strong sense of crisis and made his thoughts more mature than those of his peers.
Therefore, he cherishes the opportunity to stay with Wang Hu. He hopes that with Wang Hu's support, he can also become a big brother and make a lot of money and fortune.
Xiao Qi usually misses his grandpa, but rarely goes home.
He followed Wang Hu, making love and sex every day, going in and out of high-end places. Every time he returned home, looking at the dilapidated house standing at the edge of the village, he felt afraid in his heart, fearing that he would not be able to get along well. Come back and farm.
Xiao Qi is like a hungry monkey climbing on a tree.
He didn't know if there were wild fruits that could fill his stomach among the lush leaves, but he saw no other hope except climbing up.
Looking up, you will see the illusory world, while looking down, you will see a down-to-earth life.
Who would want to look down at this cute thing?
Xiao Qi stood in the cold wind and waited for nearly half an hour. It was not until his hands and feet were numb from the cold that he saw Wang Hu's domineering approach from a distance. He ran all the way over, opened the car door and got in the passenger seat: "Brother Hu, don't you mean to go?" Are you doing business out of town? Why are there only the two of us?"
"This is not a matter of killing. The fewer people who know about it, the better."
Wang Hu saw Xiao Qi's trembling look and drove on the road: "Didn't I tell you to wait for me at home and call you when I get there? Why do you come to the roadside and pout every time?"
"Hey, I'm afraid I'll delay you."
Xiao Qi huddled on the chair with his arms folded: "Brother, what happened to Han Juan?"
"The person is gone, but there is no surveillance at the scene, and Li Chengkai didn't report the crime, so we can't find you."
As Wang Hu spoke, he parked the car on the dark mountain road outside the village. He touched his feet with his left hand and held a sharp knife in his palm: "Xiao Qi, there is something I am curious about. If Han Juan is not dead, then what will happen if Han Juan is not dead?" What do you think we should do about this?"
Xiao Qi was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Wang Hu's movements, he gently reached into his arms with his right hand: "Brother, don't scare me!"
Wang Hu caught a glimpse of Xiao Qi's little movement in the moonlight, drew out his military thorn, and swung it out suddenly.
"Pfft!"
The blade entered the body, and the sharp three-edged thorn hit Xiao Qi's left chest, piercing five centimeters in an instant.
"ah!!"
Xiaoji was stabbed hastily and let out a cry of fear and fear. He looked down at the knife in Wang Hu's hand and the corners of his eyes twitched: "Brother..."
Wang Hu slowly turned the knife in his hand: "You guessed it, Han Juan is not dead, right? I have taken you with you for so long, and you still want to kill my eldest brother?"
"Snapped!"
Xiao Qi held Wang Hu's wrist tightly, and a jar of almond dew rolled out of his arms: "The water I brought you, I kept it in my arms because I was afraid of the cold."
Wang Hu caught a glimpse of the drink that Xiao Qi dropped on his lap and ground his molars: "You are a good boy, and I like you quite a lot, but you shouldn't have used the knife on Han Juan today, don't blame me!"
"Brother, big brother...wow..."
While pleading, Xiao Qi vomited out a mouthful of blood and tears fell silently: "Don't, don't..."
Wang Hu continued to exert force with his palms: "Haven't you always obeyed me? You will obey me this time too. Let go of your hands and stop struggling!"
Xiaoji's heart was broken and his physical strength was rapidly losing.
At this moment, he realized that he didn't have much time, so he used his last strength to say: "Grandpa, take care of my grandpa..."
"I can't even take care of myself, so how can I take care of your grandpa! The world is not that messy. This is a circle where a group of evil people raise evil spirits. If you want to survive, you don't rely on good, but on evil! Do you want to exchange your sincerity for it? Sincerely, you can only end up being teased and used by others! You come with me, I have nothing to teach you. Remember my words, if there is a next life, don't come out to fool around, this industry... is not suitable for weak people like you !”
After Wang Hu finished speaking, he suddenly drew his knife.
"puff!"
The blood spurted out under the action of the heart's pump pressure, instantly staining the overbearing car windows red.
