bad youth

Both father and mother were taken aback, they probably never thought that I would say such a thing.Ever since I was a child, I have always liked studying the most. Even in the most difficult three years of junior high school, I turned grief and anger into motivation, but now...

My father tentatively asked me: "Son, are you afraid of being bullied?" I shook my head, but now I am not afraid of being bullied at all, I am just afraid of bringing bad luck to those around me.Of course, I won't explain this, and I don't want my parents to know what I've been through.My parents looked at each other, and instead of continuing this topic, they asked me to eat more vegetables.

When I went to bed at night, I vaguely heard my parents discussing things.The mother said: "My son must be bullied, and now he doesn't even dare to go to school, what should we do?" The father sighed: "It's also my fault. His blood was completely worn out." The mother said: "Don't talk about the past, talk about the future, what should I do if my son is tired of studying?" The father said: "What can be done, let's just let the son rest for a while. Anyway, he He’s also smart, so he doesn’t have to worry about his grades. After a while, his emotions will adjust, and he will take the initiative to go to school.”

From the next day, my parents never asked me about going to school.My father went back to the construction site on the third day, and my mother still cleaned from seven to five every day.After my health was completely recovered, I was able to take over my mother's work, and I was familiar with the road, and the weather was getting warmer, so it didn't take much effort to clean it.In the rest of the time, I basically eat and sleep, and eat and sleep, just like summer vacation.When I don't eat or sleep, I just go for a walk outside, anyway, I'm not afraid to see my former classmates.

I also turned off my mobile phone, I didn't want to have too much contact with the people in the past, and I lived a life like a paradise.Because my mother doesn't make much money cleaning, even less than Bai Qing's mother selling vegetables, I was thinking about how to help my mother find a living, so I went to the farmer's market every day when I had nothing to do, to see what kind of business was the most profitable .

On this day, the weather was fine and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.I sat in front of the mala tang stall in the farmer's market all morning, and watched his business never stop. There was almost an endless stream of elementary school and junior high school students, even after class, people came to eat.It is conservatively estimated that in one morning, he already earned a gross income of more than 200 yuan, and he earned more than 100 yuan no matter how much he took into account.And after a while, it will be the peak time after school, I am afraid that more students will come to eat Mala Tang, and then they will be able to earn a lot of money.

Just thinking about it, the boss of Malatang, that is, the middle-aged man in his 30s, suddenly said: "Hey, that kid, how long have you been sitting, do you eat or not? If you don't eat, don't occupy yourself here." seat." I said dumbfoundingly: "I took up a seat, but it didn't affect your business, right?" The boss insisted: "Don't sit here if you don't eat!" I was about to refute a few words, but Seeing a drunk man walking crookedly, sitting on the seat opposite to me, he said to the boss, "Give me a bowl of Mala Tang, and put more fish balls and shrimp balls!" The boss immediately said respectfully Said: "Okay, just wait, it will be ready soon!" Then he came over angrily and chased me away: "Hurry up, don't you see brother Xiaoqiang coming?"

The little strong brother looked at me with his dim eyes, and he was trembling with fright, pointing at me and saying, "You...you..."

I laughed: "What's wrong with me?" I'm too familiar with this Xiaoqiang brother, he's clearly the curly-haired guy I beat up before, he's a habitual thief in the farmer's market, he seems to be one of the four bullies?Brother Xiaoqiang laughed and said: "It's nothing, it's just rare, I haven't seen you for a long time." With a flattering look on his face, the owner of Mala Tang next to him was stunned.

"Well, I'm back." I said, "I used to go to school in Beiyuan, but now I'm expelled."

The last time a group of us made a big noise at the farmer's market, and let this curly hair and his group go out on their knees, it probably left an indelible impression on them, so much so that the drunk curly hair saw me Sober up a lot.Brother Xiaoqiang chuckled: "Actually, going to school is not very useful. You see, I haven't graduated from junior high school. I'm more chic than the college life before our class."

I snorted, "Isn't that right? You're just stealing the fruits of other people's labor!" Obviously mocking him as a thief.

Brother Xiaoqiang was not in a hurry, or he didn’t dare to be in a hurry, he still smiled and said, “That’s just my side job.” I asked strangely, “Then what is your main job?” Brother Xiaoqiang said, “Of course. It’s a protection fee. All businessmen in this farmer’s market have to hand over 10% of their monthly turnover to our boss. This money is enough for us to be smart. As for being a thief, that’s just my skill. I’m afraid that if I don’t move for too long, my skills will be lost.” I said with a little disdain, “How much money do you earn in a month, and you take away [-]% of it? It’s too easy for you to earn money!” Brother Xiaoqiang said very seriously: "Brother, you don't know about this. It's not easy for us to make money at all."

I was even more puzzled: "What do you mean?" Brother Xiaoqiang said: "There are [-] businesses in this farmer's market. Although most of them are women and children, there are also many young and middle-aged people, such as the owner of this stall." Pointing to the middle-aged man selling Mala Tang, the middle-aged man was making Mala Tang for Brother Xiaoqiang, seeing him pointing at himself, he immediately showed a bunch of flattering smiles.

Brother Xiaoqiang didn't even look at him, and continued: "It's impossible for someone to stomp here casually, and everyone will obediently hand over the money. It's a shame that the four tyrants of farmers and trade can get to where they are today." Those with less blood and sweat must not only conquer these merchants, but also their peers. It can be said that the farmer’s market is our life, and whoever comes to rob us will definitely fight with our lives.”

I laughed: "Don't worry, we already said last time that we are not interested in this place."

"That's good, that's good." Brother Xiaoqiang smiled obsequiously. He probably thought that I came here to covet this place.

"I don't know what to call my brother?" Brother Xiaoqiang looked at me again and asked.I said casually: "Wang Hao." Brother Xiaoqiang nodded, "My name is Mao Xiaoqiang." Then he shook hands with me again.Although I resented such thieves in my heart and thought their hands were too dirty, I still shook hands with reluctance, and I couldn't make people down on the spot.At this moment, the boss brought over a bowl of Malatang.Mao Xiaoqiang slapped the table and scolded: "Why is there only one copy, where is my brother's?" The boss hurried to get a new copy in fear.

I lowered my voice and said, "Don't be so cruel to people." Mao Xiaoqiang lowered his voice and said, "Brother, you don't understand this. Only when I'm cruel to them can they respect me; The nose is on the face." This theory is very similar to what Ma Wulong said when he was in the cage, but I still said seriously: "But you are so fierce, they respect you on the surface, but they are scolding you in their hearts!" Mao Xiaoqiang hehe Smiling: "Respect is enough, no matter what he thinks in his heart."

He said so, so I have nothing to say.Another Mala Tang was served, and I ate it and said, "Brother Xiaoqiang, I want to help my mother make a living at the farmer's market. Can you show the staff what is suitable for her?" Mao Xiaoqiang pointed to the opposite side. A restaurant: "Yes, the boss is going to sell the store and ask your mother to take it down. You can make money selling anything you want." I looked at the store. It doesn't need much money, and the family still has 5 yuan in the principal, which should be more than enough.I cupped my hands at Mao Xiaoqiang and said, "Thank you brother for your advice." Then I fantasized about opening a shop, thinking that it would be good to just sell this kind of Malatang, and I can choose what I want to eat.

I ate and thought, so I ate more slowly.Mao Xiaoqiang ate quickly, and whispered after finishing eating: "Brother, if you open a store here, we will definitely not charge you protection fees. But you can't tell others, otherwise our reputation as the four big farmers will be... Hehe, you understand!" I nodded: "Okay, I know, I won't tell others."

Mao Xiaoqiang also bowed his hands to me: "Brother Xing, thank you for your face. I know that you are many and powerful, and all of you are heroes who are not afraid of death, and you are not afraid of anyone who will bully you. But I still dare Let me just say, if you need a brother, feel free to speak up, at least in this territory, it’s okay.” He said this very flatteringly, he can sell favors and build relationships, maybe he will ask me for help in the future.He is also a spirit like a ghost.

I also said happily: "Of course." After saying a few more polite words, Mao Xiaoqiang got up and left.I looked at the restaurant opposite, finished the Mala Tang in front of me slowly, raised my head and asked, "Boss, how much is it?" Suddenly I remembered that Mao Xiaoqiang didn't pay the bill when he left.In the end, the boss said flatteringly: "How much do you pay for eating with Brother Xiaoqiang? No need, just treat it as my invitation."

Looking at his current appearance and thinking about his previous appearance, I really feel sad.In his eyes, I must also be a local rascal.When I was a good citizen, he shouted at me, but now that I have turned into a ruffian, he treats me respectfully. I really don't understand this world. Is it true that whoever has the hardest fist can eat well?

"Don't treat me and him as the same thing!" I took out the money and slapped it on the table, and said angrily.

"Yes, yes, yes." The boss took the money, nodded and bowed his head, and said, "I think Brother Xiaoqiang also respects you quite a bit. I wonder who you are?"

"Who am I?!" I smiled and said, "I am his uncle!"