Dage

谦 Wei Qian went home at five in the morning and bought breakfast for his family.

His hair was wet with a layer of dew, and the expression on his face was like a murderer who planned to slaughter the city.

As soon as the old lady Wu Song woke up in another place, she saw such a classic face of a demon head. She almost scared my heart, and the atmosphere did not dare to show it.

Wei Qian bought soy milk fritters-of course, made by other homes, he thought a lot in the heart, no idea.

谦 Wei Qian thought irritably, if in the end Mazi was proven to be gone, he would accompany his mother in the hospital, and he would have to simmer the **** into a pack of pig head meat, cooked.

I'm afraid he doesn't have this opportunity.

He Sanfa failed to find Mazi in the hospital. The two tried everything and did not find Mazi. It wasn't until a few days later that a word of unknown and ambiguous news came out-Mazi was said to be dead.

However he died, because of what died, no one can tell clearly, people talked about the king and eight more scrambled, everyone was blind and coaxing, no one could say.

It seems that some people are so secretive about this matter that the insiders are blocked.

No rumor of three thousand is useful, the anxiety of living without seeing the dead or seeing the corpse is like grilling people on the fire, but in Wei Qian and San Fat's heart, they always feel that Mazi cannot die so silently. They were still searching, but they did not mention Le Ge, especially Wei Qian, who gave birth to some kind of deep mustard and alert to Le Ge.

Auntie Mazi asked Mazi more than once. Wei Qian and San Fat had to make up all sorts of nonsense at will, and sometimes they didn't agree on the calibre. Whoever said it was out of the way, had to make every effort to return.

Wei Qian is also a man, with limited energy, and he inevitably ignores his home.

For Granny Song, this was a godsend. Granny Song started her great cause of setting fire in the backyard of Wei Qian's house. She changed her rituals and little treasures almost every day—it ’s easy, for the children. Adult female elders have irreplaceable emotional connections in their growth. Such feelings can be found in mothers, grandmothers, or grandmothers, but they cannot be replaced by close parents.

What's more, although Wei Qian hurts Xiaobao, it is not the kind of spoiled pain of ordinary people. He remembers it in his heart, rarely hangs on his mouth, and sometimes even gets impatient, his temper comes up, and he will also say something to the little girl. In Song Xiaobao's short life, she never touched the meticulous love and comfort of the elder women. It was simply a matter of time.

Is it sweet talk, every day to change the way to make a variety of delicious grandma, or is it a creditor's face every day, I do n’t know how to make a difference?

老 Since the arrival of Granny Song, the lives of the two children are almost comfortable and of high quality.

Of course, despite this, Granny Song still can't buy Wei Zhiyuan.

Wei Weiyuan is like an unfamiliar little white-eyed wolf. For Granny Song, an "outsider" who suddenly broke into their home, he can't help showing hostility even though he wants to be sensible.

The old Song of Tai Song originally wanted to accept him as an ally, but he did not expect that this young man was so "powerful", no matter what he did, his **** was always sitting on a bench with his stinky hooligan brother.

After a long time, Granny Song couldn't help but give up the front line. She could see that this little cub was less talkative, dog-like, and left after eating.

The old lady of Song Song began to specialize in Song Xiaobao.

She would often ask Xiaobao in a joking, kid-like tone: "Who do you like best? Grandma or older brother?"

Use this to test her progress in peaceful evolution.

Unlike the silly Song Xiaobao, when she first asked this, Wei Zhiyuan realized the sinister intention of the old woman. He immediately adopted non-violent and non-cooperative measures-no longer eating at the table with the grandparents. Rather hungry until the middle of the night, wait for the big brother to come back and eat two leftovers casually together.

At the beginning, Song Xiaobao would imitate him and wait with him, but within two days, this little renegade stubbornly disarmed and surrendered in attractive food.

Wei Zhiyuan had expected that one day, it would not be a day or two for her to be delicious and lazy. In this respect, the enemy was too powerful. He was not an opponent.

Also, deep in Wei Zhiyuan's heart, he was not too unhappy with Song Xiaobao's rebellion, but had a vaguely ecstatic.

Wei Zhiyuan knew he shouldn't think so, but he couldn't help it.

想法 The idea that "without Song Xiaobao, my brother will be him in the future" is tempting him all the time, like a seed that takes root in my heart, even if it is burned with fire, the spring breeze blows, and sprouts again.

At first, Song Xiaobao laughed at the naive question of Granny Song, or, as far as he was concerned, Granny Song knew that her answer was "like brother". Slowly, she began to relax. He replied, "I like them all." Song Granny was very proud and thought that she was only a step closer. Finally, one day, Song Xiaobao's answer changed to "Who likes me best?"

The old Song Song knew that it was time.

Half a year has passed, and in the winter, shallow ice has formed on the lotus pond. Wei Qian and they finally can be sure that Mazi is dead. This time, it is the official news released by the local police that they have recently cracked down on a drug trafficking smuggling case. Three suspects were arrested on the spot. During the arrest, the suspect was stubbornly resisted and one person was killed.

The man who was killed was Mazi.

Before the fierce Mid-Autumn night of the autumn tiger, someone gave Mazi a large sum of money, a pistol, a mobile phone and a kilo of heroin.

At that time, Mazi felt something faintly. His mind was not very good, but it didn't mean that he was really stupid to find the North. He and his brothers were not really underworld, nor were they going the right way. They were just cracks. Surviving fish and shrimps in the middle, fish and shrimp are not easy to survive, so they all know that the tide is rising and the trade winds are coming. In this black and dark circle, the easier it is for people at the bottom to get money, the more dangerous they are.

But those people checked out his family and knew that he could not refuse anyway.

Ramie doesn't want to drag his third brother and Qianer, neither of them is easy, they all save the money from the teeth, for him and his mother, spend that money, he often can't sleep at midnight.

Maybe he can be brazen, and he won't go into a dead end.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, after eating the most expensive moon cake in his life in the hospital, he turned around and split the money into three. Two were returned to Wei Qian and three fat, and one was buried in the bungalow he lived in. Under the locust tree at the door, the endowment money given to his mother's old-age care was paid off.

Then he took the gun and drugs in a horrible manner and followed the instructions on the phone ...

When Lin Lin closed his eyes, he did not know who he was a scapegoat for, nor did he know where he died.

生 He was humble and dead.

On that day, Wei Qian was drunk in a stinky little tavern—even a thug, he did his job diligently. This was his first time leaving the class.

Although Ramie died so confused, Wei Qian was as bright as a mirror.

Nightclubs are Le Ge ’s property. The man ’s desire to control is almost neurotic. Without his consolation, Wei Qian does n’t believe that someone can sell drugs on his site. This incident is so big that it is heard from the central to the local. It was so terrible that it filled the headlines of all the major newspapers. Le Ge ... Le Xiaofeng was still alone and stayed still. Is he impeccable or was someone on Huangquan Road?

In his youth, the person who gave in his heart like a god, smashed it down and killed his silly brother.

Wei Qian didn't want to go home. In the face of the group of old and young, he had no choice but to hesitate, and he was about to reach the limit.

By the time Fat San found him, he had made a distiller's grain.

"Three brothers ..." The boy's eyes were almost out of focus, and he stared blankly at the corner of the restaurant's yellowish blackened wall, his voice so weak as if something was stuck in his throat.

Twenty-three fat grabbed his bottle: "If you do n’t have one, you do n’t even need to drink one, do you?"

When Wei Qian was taken by him, he fell softly on the table. He lay on the table, tilted his head to one side, and said gently, "San brother, you said he had a stutter and went down to that side, he could n’t understand. What can I do about my grievances? "

He said, tears left silently along the corners of his inner eyes, flowing through the straight bridge of his nose, and slid into his mouth.

Wei Qianqian lay on the table like a mud, raised his elbow and blocked his face.

Then he shed tears and hissed and laughed.

I have this life, be a brother, have no afterlife, think of you again.

It was Laba that day. It was snowing in Laba. The whole street was covered with mud and ice dumplings after it snowed.

Wei Qian pushed the door into the house with alcohol, and in the room Wei Zhiyuan was doing his homework on a small table in the corner. Mrs. Song was teaching Xiaobao to make laba garlic. For a moment, the miracle was silent together.

Wei Qian was not a sensitive person, but the atmosphere changed too much. For a moment, he felt like a gangster who broke into other people's homes. There was an inexplicable taste of rumours rushing up with the gas. , Rushed to him disgusting.

Fortunately, at this time Wei Zhiyuan looked up and called him as usual: "Brother."

谦 Wei Qian's face must be ugly and terrible. Wei Zhiyuan glanced at him and immediately jumped down from the chair and ran to him: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Wei Qian waved his hand without a word, turned into the toilet, and spit out his liver and heart.

He felt that his sudden ups and downs were inexplicable, and he also wanted to force himself to persuade him that the embarrassment that couldn't be explained at the moment when he pushed in the door was a trifle.

He is so anxious that Wei Qian is unwilling to find anything. He desperately tries to comfort himself that he thinks more, but it doesn't work, he feels uncomfortable.

Wei Zhiyuan immediately fell over and was brought to him by the water side, holding his waist like a little adult, patting his back, Wei Qian spit out the acid water, and then barely stood up straight, took the water cup and rinsed his mouth.

He has a splitting headache and heartbreak, but in the face of Wei Zhiyuan, he just seems to ask casually: "Is the work finished?"

Wei Zhiyuan nodded and reached out to help him, but Wei Qian staggered and refused.

魏 Under Wei Qian's white and calm face, the earth's upset heart blended his inside into a volcano that could erupt at any time.

When he heard what Old Song was talking to his sister, this dangerous balance was finally broken.

He heard that the **** old lady pointed at Sang Huaidi and said to Song Xiaobao, "Let's leave, and we should study hard in the future. In the future, as a scientist, can't we learn badly from others?"

She said it wasn't enough. She had to look back at Wei Qian, who was standing there gloomily, as if she was not afraid of being heard by him. After so long searching and visiting, the old lady could see it early. Now, the boy named Wei now claims to be a "mixed man on the road". He is desperate to show his face and will never treat her like an old lady. He is afraid to frighten her with fierce intimidation.

Yun Zhiyuan heard her voice outside the string. He looked up at the younger sister and then the older brother, and finally stared at the old lady with hatred.

The old Mrs. Wu Song reluctantly continued, "If you do n’t go to school well, you will become a dreg in the society, you know? Those who are idle are not good people. Grandma told you, what are their names?"

Song Xiaobao, a little two hundred and five, lacked heart and said, "Rogue!"

The old lady reached out and shaved her face with a serious expression: "That is, weird gangsters, we are girls. We must not be together with weird gangsters. Otherwise, we will see whoever dares you, and our reputation will be ruined."

Wei Weiyuan sank his face and said, "My brother is not a hooligan!"

Song Xiaobao froze. He looked at him unknowingly, looked at his elder brother, and looked at his grandma. Only then did he realize that this was a serious family change.

Xi Weizhi was anxious, tossed the cup aside, stepped forward, pointed at the old lady's nose and said, "My brother is not a hooligan!"

"Okay, you shut up and do your homework in the house." Wei Qian slaps him down and slaps him in one hand, throwing Wei Zhiyuan and Song Xiaobao into the bedroom,

Wei Qian ’s life was a little rough, and what his family did sometimes made him feel awkward, and turning his face was not a matter of course. However, the old lady Song had already said this implicitly, how could he still Don't understand what she's thinking?

谦 Wei Qian sat down in front of Mrs. Song with a golden knife, looked at her poorly, and said politely, "Old thing, what do you want?"

Grandma Wu Song finally straightened her waist, and the whole person was like a mortar ready to fire.

Then she declared war on Wei Qian: "I want to take Lili away."