my fairy maid

Chapter 520 Give me a way to live

The 110 police car took Fan Jianqiang to Tian Weiye's home.

However, after arriving, no one at home opened the door. Fan Jianqiang had a key in his schoolbag. After thanking the police, Fan Jianqiang opened the door, and a weak voice came from inside.

"Is it Ono?"

The voice came from the inner room, Fan Jianqiang was stunned for a moment, and hurried in, he was stunned.

This is a house with only about [-] square meters. The living room and the kitchen are connected together, and one of them is a bedroom. Because of the cooking fumes from the kitchen, the walls and ceiling of the living room have already turned black and yellow, and one of them has already been discontinued. The refrigerator of the famous brand has lost its original color. A wooden table is dark and mottled with old traces. The sink and stove are made of cement, with a thick layer of oily smoke. The floor is ordinary cement floor, painted with a layer of red paint. , also changed color early.

Walking into the bedroom, the bed was piled up with several cabinets and boxes, and they were connected together as if they hadn't been moved for many years.

Half sitting and half lying on the bed was a man with a sallow complexion and dull eyes.

"Xiaoye, why are you so late? Have you eaten yet? There is rice in the pot and food on the table. You can eat by yourself. When you are done, go to China CITIC Bank to deliver food to your mother."

Fan Qiangqiang replied blankly, the bedroom was very dark, Fan Qiangqiang lost his night vision ability, so he couldn't see what was inside, but it must be very messy.

The bedroom is directly connected to the balcony. There is a simple wooden bed on the balcony, covered with sheets that have been washed many times.

Fan Jianqiang was shocked. He was also a child from a mountain village, and the conditions back then were much stronger than this. It is unimaginable that he lived in a house in the capital city of Guangdong Province!

He even never imagined that Tian Weiye's family would be so poor, no wonder there was only five yuan in his schoolbag!

Fan Qiangqiang mechanically walked to the dining table in the living room. There were two plates of vegetables on the table, which were turned upside down with empty plates. When he opened it, one plate was green vegetables, and the other plate was shredded pork with green peppers.There was also a small bottle of pickled chili paste on the table.On the ground under the dining table, there are bundles of zong leaves.

The man in the bedroom is Tian Yuqiang, Tian Weiye's father; the woman is Xiong Chaoying, Tian Weiye's mother.

This is what Fan Jianqiang saw on the computer at the police station.

Fan Jianqiang had already eaten pasta at Eva's place, so naturally he didn't need to eat any more.

"Xiaoye, you come back after delivering the meal and do your homework well, you understand?" said the man in the bedroom.

"know."

Fan Jianqiang responded, and said again: "I am making up lessons at the teacher's house. The teacher invited me to dinner, but I won't eat."

Tian Yuqiang was surprised and delighted, and his tone became high-pitched: "Really! The teacher gave you extra lessons and invited you to dinner? The teacher treats you so well?"

"Yeah, I did well today and ate pasta."

"What... what kind of face?"

"A kind of noodle that foreigners eat."

"Your teacher is really nice. You should bring some zongzi to your teacher later. You have to know how to reciprocate, you know?"

Fan Qiangqiang responded, and didn't dare to say more, so as not to overwhelm him, he took out a thermos from the large pot on the stove, opened it, and looked at it. The vegetables were on the top layer, stuffed with green vegetables and green peppers. And a big dollop of chilli sauce with no streak of meat in sight.

Fan Jianqiang felt sour in his heart and felt an urge to cry. He picked out the only meat from the plate of shredded pork with green peppers on the table and put them in.

While he was doing this, Tian Yuqiang babbled about his studies in the bedroom.

"I am leaving."

"Cross the road and watch out for cars!"

Fan Jianqiang breathed a sigh of relief, all he could think about was how to get money to improve their lives.

He never expected that this is such a family. Yangcheng is one of the most prosperous cities in China, an international metropolis!The high-rise buildings are not all prosperous and prosperous on the surface. People living at the bottom of the society are like ants. Apart from being a show, can you still look at those distressed people?

If Fan Qiangqiang wanted to open his mouth to transfer money, it would be too easy. Guo Xiaotian, Cheng Yingjie, Ouyang Xi, Shen Ruxuan, anyone can get a lot of money, but Goddess Aya said that in the process of completing this collection task , can not use the previous money!

Fan Jianqiang's mind is full of money now!

Can do tutoring!I know the languages ​​of nine countries!Being a tutor is a matter of minutes, but the problem is this age... Who can trust the teaching quality of a 13-year-old kid?

When he went downstairs, Fan Jianqiang asked the passers-by about China CITIC Bank. After a while, he found the place. However, from a distance, he saw a lot of people surrounding him. It was extremely noisy. Some people were shouting something loudly. Fan Qiangqiang was holding the thermos, unable to walk left or right, when he was in a hurry, he suddenly heard the people inside shouting loudly.

"The city management is beating people! The city management is beating people!"

Fan Qiangqiang thumped in his heart, feeling an ominous premonition!

In the crowd, there was a woman's screaming voice, crying like complaining.

At this time, the crowd suddenly emptied a little bit, because some people were worried about being affected, so they dodged to avoid it.

Fan Jianqiang took advantage of this gap and got in.

A large pot was turned upside down on the ground, many rice dumplings were scattered here and there, and disposable foam lunch boxes were everywhere. A woman knelt on the ground, tightly pulling the iron handle of the small cart, and the cart’s On the other end, there are two big and three rough urban management!

"Give me a way to survive! Give me a way to survive, I won't show you next time, don't impound my car, please!"

The urban management pulled unselfishly, and they were even stronger. As soon as they pulled, the woman's body tilted, and she was dragged across the ground.

A female urban management officer persuaded from the side: "Sister, let go, don't hurt yourself, we are temporarily detaining your small cart, not confiscating it, you go to the urban management team to pay the fine tomorrow, and promise not to set up a stall here, little girl The cart will still be returned to you."

The woman cried: "I beg you! Just forgive me this time! My man has leukemia and is unable to work. My son still has to study. I don't sell zongzi. My family of three will starve to death. I beg you." , don't impound my car..."

A city management officer with a full face roared like thunder: "What scriptures are you reading! What sympathy! Are you willing to listen to the kind voice telling you not to set up a stall? Every time you want to impound a car, you make up stories. An eighty-year-old mother with three-year-old children, what else can you not make up?!"

He pulled hard, but the woman's strength was weak, and she really couldn't bear such a pull. She let go, and hit her head heavily on the iron armrest of the trolley, with a bang, her head was bleeding!The onlookers at the scene exclaimed!

At this moment, a thermos pot flew over, and even the vegetables and rice in the pot hit the swollen-faced urban management officer's head, and the hot dishes, rice and soup dripped all over his body.

Fan Jianqiang's heart seemed to be held by a hand. Although the woman with the bloody head had no blood relationship with him, and even saw him for the first time today, deep down in his heart, he felt that the collision just now Empathize with the pain.

The throwing of this thermos did not cause any injury to the city manager, but the messy appearance of the food and the food on his face made the people around secretly applaud, almost cheering loudly!

Fan Jianqiang didn't show any expression, his heart was extremely calm, he knew what was going on with him now.

Without any strength!No skills!Physical strength, strength, and agility are infinitely weak!

Fighting with other urban management?That guy is big and thick, and he can slap his frail body to the point of paralysis with just one slap!What's more, what is the city management!Hooligans in uniform!Playing with them is pure courting death!

However, if you can't beat it, it doesn't mean you have to bow your knees!

Fan Qiangqiang was acting completely abnormal. He calmly walked to the front of the trolley, looked directly at the urban management officer whose food was stained with oil, and said in a very flat tone: "You are just an urban management officer, you are not a gangster, and you have parents too." Sheng, if someone hits your mother in front of you, what will you do?"

Fan Qiangqiang spoke quickly, without stopping for a moment, and without waiting for the other party to speak, he continued: "This is my mother, you made her head bleed, why? Is the city clean? There are people like you in the city Even the heart is filthy, so how can you talk about cleanliness?"

"Cutting off a person's livelihood is like killing one's parents. You are so unscrupulous riding on the heads of ordinary people to do your best, aren't you afraid of retribution!!!"

Although Fan Jianqiang is small, his words are sonorous and powerful!

There were crowds of onlookers applauding loudly, and then, the applause was all in one voice!

"We don't steal, and we don't rob. We earn money and support ourselves by working with our hands. Why should we be treated roughly by you!"

Everyone was surprised to see that the child could speak so much, they applauded and applauded, everyone was excited and excited.

As for the ten or twenty urban management staff, no matter how arrogant they are, they dare not do anything to a ten-year-old child. If they were adults, they would have done it long ago.More and more people gathered around, and they were also afraid that if the public anger was aroused, it would be difficult to deal with the aftermath.

Fan Jianqiang continued: "You did it just now, do you dare to tell me your name!"

The city manager was being dragged back by his companions, and when he heard that the brat dared to threaten him, he was so angry that he broke free from his companions, slapped his chest and shouted, "My name is Gong Renbao! Little bastard, remember me! Waiting for your revenge! Grass! Cao Nima cheating!"

Fan Qiangqiang was not angry at all, instead he smiled, and while smiling, his eyes became sharper and sharper.

The urban management officer was dragged into the car by his colleagues, cursing and cursing all the way.

Fan Jianqiang cast his eyes on the other city management officers, and looked at them one by one, with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to write down everyone.

His special performance that was completely out of line with his peers made every urban management officer who met his gaze feel chills in their hearts.

The urban management had no way to take compulsory action against a junior high school student under such circumstances. After a stalemate, they received instructions from their superiors, got into their cars and left the scene.

With a bang, the surrounding crowd and passers-by cheered loudly, as if they had just won a battle!