Dage

During that time, Wei Qian was getting home late, and there were many "entertainments" with Le Ge.

We can push and push these things before, but after Asako's death, he gave birth to Le Ge and you live and die together. Of course, you must quietly lurk beside Le Ge and earn enough trust.

And the atmosphere at home is really weird, Wei Qian is really too lazy to go back.

This strange atmosphere lasted until March of that year, and Wei Zhiyuan and Xiaobao had already started school.

One day of March in the Poyang calendar was February 2 of the old calendar. The dragon looked up. The fall of the year was cold and wicked. Looking at the spring, it turned out that there was a great snow, which buried the entire city.

Wei Qian was accompanied by Le Ge as usual, but seemed to be distressed. He kept his head down to see the "PHS" (note) that Le Ge newly assigned to him. When the wine was half-drinking, his PHS rang. As Wei Qian picked up, his face changed.

Brother Lei looked at him and said, "What's wrong?"

Wei Qian said in a low voice, "My sister is sick, Le brother, the child has a high fever and it is easy to get sick. I ... I want to go back and see."

Brother Le seems a bit unhappy, but after all, he still gave him face, so he asked casually, "How many people will I find for you?"

Wei Qian said hurriedly, "No, I will come home and see."

Wei Qian finished speaking, stood up, and paid the crowd first, and then did not wait for others to respond, he rubbed the wine bottle with the corner of the table, and blew a whole bottle of beer on the spot.

In a crowd of applauses, Wei Qian bent down respectfully and said softly, "I've called you and the driver and prepared the car, and the" shield "asked the driver to warm you up."

Brother Yue waved his hand with a smile: "Go."

Wei Qian has nothing to do, but whenever he takes over, it seems that he can always scratch his own itch. Le Ge thought that it was not without reason for him to take care of him all the time. This young man has the guts to be able to survive and stand up to the scene, but he is not a reckless person who just rushes forward. Wei Qian has his own. The unique slickness, knows how to save your own face, and also knows how to give others face.

After Wei Qian dealt with these people, he hurried to the house, before he got home, he saw the old lady struggling to carry Xiaobao, walking deep and shallow in the heavy snow, next to Wei Zhiyuan holding an umbrella for them, boy Half of his body was wet with snow.

After all, Mrs. Song Song was old and did n’t know how to take a taxi. Her back was crooked by Xiaobao, and the white air exhaled from her mouth floated heavily in the snowy sky that dripped into ice.

Wei Qian strode over, took Song Xiaobao over, touched his hand, his forehead was hot, he immediately took off his coat, wrapped her around her, and hugged her straight to the hospital.

Xiaobao has recently changed places to live, and she has managed everything, plus the blindness between grandma and elder brother can also see, and Xiao Yuan's irresistible feelings to her, for a time, her psychological pressure is unprecedented Big.

Wu Xiaobao never hid so many things in her heart, just as the virus began to spread in school, she became very strong.

The heavy snow outside seemed to foretell the boundlessness of this winter. The iron bed in the hospital was so cold that it couldn't be warmed. The northwest wind patted the window, and Xiaobao was flushed with fluid. .

The other three are already wolverines.

The old Mrs. Wu Song had no experience. Before registering, taking a little girl for examinations, blood tests, and going to the hospital, etc., all Wei Qian was running. For a long time, she behaved like a two-legged kick in front of Wei Qian, which can almost represent the highest combat effectiveness of middle-aged and elderly women in the countryside. At this time, she looked helpless and vulnerable.

Her turbid eyes were always involuntarily turning with the occasional doctors and nurses, sitting on the bench waiting in the corridor, and the snow was so wet that she couldn't care less, and her **** dared to aside Sit, every time someone inadvertently approaches, she will suddenly stand up like a schoolboy who made a mistake, rubbing her palms on the wet trouser legs unconsciously, exposing her rough and cracked back due to negligent maintenance.

Wei Qian settled Song Xiaobao, it was very late, he looked at the old one who followed him, turned around and left the hospital. He bought two bowls of hot noodles from a small restaurant not far away. Put up a bag and put it down in a bowl in front of Mrs. Song, and push the rest to Xiao Yuan, whispering, "Eat."

Wei Weiyuan: "Brother, you eat first."

Wei Qian waved his hand, found out the cigarette case, plugged it back, turned around and went to the doctor to speak.

Waiting for the two of them to finish eating, Wei Qian looked again. Seeing the snow outside did not know when it had stopped, handed the umbrella to Wei Zhiyuan. After thinking about it, he pulled out two hundred dollars from his pocket and stuffed it together. He: "It's too late, you two go back, call a car downstairs, and taste the taste of" hit ". For the rest of the day, the doctor said that Xiaobao had to stay in the hospital for a few days."

Wei Zhiyuan: "Aren't you going back?"

Wei Wei Qian: "Well, I'm here with her."

Wei Weiyuan secretly pouted his lips, looked down at the tip of his shoe, and said awkwardly, "I won't go back then."

Wei Qian said with a good voice: "What can you do here, don't look back, you have a cold, obedient, go back."

Wei Weiyuan was stubbornly silent.

He really didn't want to spend time with the old lady alone, otherwise he wouldn't be so embarrassed. In fact, Wei Zhiyuan knew that the elder brother's good voice was at most two and a half sentences. If it exceeded, he would be impatient.

Sure enough, Wei Qian sank his face and directly scolded, "Less nonsense, go back, don't make me mess here!"

After yelling, Wei Qian raised his hand and touched his hair, and found that it was dry, so he urged, "Let's go, there is a bit of root in the house. Go back and drink water for yourself."

Granny Wu Song was on the side, and he opened a mouthful to him with a weak gesture: "Either I am here, I am older and feel less ..."

Wei Qian raised her corner of the eye and gave her a polite saying, "You? What would you do?"

Granny Wu Song: "..."

谦 Wei Qian sneered, turned and opened the door of the ward, signaled that both of them "get away."

The old lady Song Song hesitated to go out, could not help but turned back to him and said, "Then ... don't buy anything outside tomorrow morning, I'll make it for you ..."

谦 Wei Qian did not raise her eyelids this time, her eyes frosty, as if she had covered her voice automatically.

Wei Wei followed the old lady Song a few steps.

"Wait." Wei Qian suddenly remembered something and called him.

Wei Weiyuan immediately called back as he was called by the Lord.

Wei Qian bent down, almost touching Wei Zhiyuan's ear, and whispered to him, "Don't forget to ask the teacher to take a leave for your sister, these few days ... you go out and watch it sooner or later, try your best with other classmates Let ’s go together. If someone stops you, do n’t panic and ask you anything. Just tell it. It does n’t matter. Tell them that I have been with Xiaobao in the hospital. No one will embarrass you. If there is anything at home, go directly to the hospital. Find me, don't call me, I won't switch on. "

Wei Zhiyuan looked up at him in suspicion. Wei Qian's eyes looked particularly deep in the poorly-lit corridors, his eyes were cold and calm, and there seemed to be a dim stream of light inside.

除此之外 "Other than that, you don't know anything, remember?"

Wei Weiyuan nodded.

Wei Qian's thin corners of his lips were gently raised, and a plausible smile appeared in the backlight.

"It doesn't matter that Xiaobao hasn't had time to turn into pneumonia, which is viral influenza, and it will be fine in a week." Wei Qian said, "She was so sick that she was so lucky ..."

Later Wei Zhiyuan recalled that his brother ended the struggle with his grandmother from this night and eased the relationship, and even later shook hands with each other ... Oh, he was like Xiaobao and called Granny Song.

Too many things happened in this place. It seemed like a turning point in the fate of all of them. It was miraculous, but only a few whispers of Wei Qian's unclear words always convinced Wei Zhiyuan that sometimes the fate of seeming miracle If the problem is rooted, it will be artificial.

Xiaobao's illness really came as fast as the doctor said. The next morning, she had changed from a high fever to a low fever. Granny Song arrived early in the morning and brought the eggs to Xiaobao Tea and eggs, lean meat porridge for Wei Qian.

The tea eggs are probably cooked for a whole night, and the flavor is soaked.

Wei Qian was not polite, took over a big stutter, and found that this old immortal did not do anything else.

Xiaobao ate something, forced his spirits and said a few words to his grandma, and fell asleep again. Granny Song sat tightly on the side and tried to talk to Wei Qian several times, but Wei Qian didn't appreciate it and was too lazy Give her face, always ignoring, and turning over an old magazine with a missing page.

The old lady Song was a little embarrassed, and the hatchback was silent for a while. She finally stood up and said softly, "Her brother, then ... what do you want to eat at noon, I will go home and make it."

Wei Qian sneered ignorantly: "Take care of your granddaughter. I don't need you. I'm afraid you'll get a mouse medicine."

Granny Wu Song raised her eyebrows and looked like she was going to swear, but her lips moved, and she finally froze. She turned away without a word, and still took Wei Qian's meal with no humiliation at noon.

Three meals a day, she prepared them, changed the pattern, with obvious flattering, basically what to eat and what to do, and on the third day, Wei Qian finally became a bit soft, although he As usual, he didn't buy too much, but he wasn't yin and yang-he shut up and stopped talking.

As soon as the old lady Song Song left, three fats came.

Bian Sanfai brought Song Xiaobao fresh fruit, teased her absently, and then pulled Wei Qian's clothes, and whispered, "Qianer, come out, the third brother has something to tell you."

San Fat's face was dignified, with thick dark circles under his eyes. The big pie face almost seemed to have shrunk, and he almost ran to the shape of the cake.

Wei Qian asked Xiaobao a few words, went outside with San Fat, and found a corner where nobody was. San Fat grabbed Wei Qian's collar: "Why don't you turn on the machine? Do you know what happened outside?" you……"

攥 Wei Qian held his hand, rescued his collar, and said without hesitation, "The sky cannot fall."

Wu Sanfei: "At this time, Li Xuo also pretended to be a god, and Le Xiaodong has an accident!"

Wei Qian looked at him blankly.

"The night before, the day you sent Xiaobao to the hospital, Le Xiaodong had finished drinking and was intercepted halfway. His Cadillac was said to have been knocked over by someone lazily on the spot ... His brothers were all red-eyed, and when the street and the other party got together, it was in the downtown area. His mother's gang of unrecognizable bastards, in a blink of an eye, alarmed the police. Some time ago, the city just said that it was important to crack down on black. Hit the muzzle, do you say they are inattentive ... "

Twenty-Three Fat Xu Xu said a lot, but Wei Qian interrupted him suddenly.

Wei Qian's voice was pressed in his throat, as low as a whisper, his youthful tone had faded, and his lowness was like some kind of melancholy sound, as if with some kind of echo.

Wei Qian asked: "Is Le Xiaodong dead?"

Twenty-three fat stunned for two seconds, then looked at Wei Qian unbelievably, and for a while, then asked dumbly, "No, you ... did you know?"

Wei Qian showed a stern and sharp smile, handsome and pressing.

San Fat turned this around in an instant, and the cold sweat all came down instantly: "What role do you play in it? You are trying to die, Wei Qian! Le Xiaodong, can those of us, shrimp fish, move? you……"

Wei Qian put a forefinger on his lips.

He approached San Fat, took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and whispered, "San Brother, you're right, I'm just a shrimp and a fish, and I'm not in any role. I didn't finish my meal at that time. Just left. I do n’t know when he will go, nor do he know which way he will go. Do you say Le Ge changed places every night, and can he be ambushed? It ’s so bizarre. ”

Gao San's fat and stunned Erqian expression seemed to have just been abducted by an alien.

"But knowing that he is dead, I can rest assured." Wei Qian supported one's chin with one hand, rubbed his fingers with a little stubble on his face, and went out with a cigarette case. The hospital refused to smoke. He was about to be strangled for a few days.

In the major drug trafficking case, not only were scapegoats like Mazi, but also the real big head and old cannon. Le Ge was so good that even outsiders could see what was going on, let alone the people involved.

This person, Le Xiaodong, was just like Yuan Datou of that year. He was so busy rushing down the rock and biting Duan Qirui that the people across the country agreed that he had assassinated Song Jiaoren.

Xun Lexiaodong is the same. As a short-sighted conspirator, when he doesn't want to take the big picture, he picks himself out at the first time, but he is not very clever.

Wei Qian knows that since that incident, countless eyes have been staring at Le Xiaodong-because someone has found him, as a popular thug under Le Xiaodong, he also has a personal relationship with the dead Mazi. , The position is delicate.

However, Wei Qian did not agree in person, and sold his partner to Le Xiaodong. He expressed his heartfelt reassurance and reassured Le Xiaodong who was a little hesitant about him because of Mazi.

He is not a stupid little brother who is foolish and loyal. Who will send them Le Huang to Huangquan Road?

Xie Lexiaodong belongs to the big dragon. Although less than one-twelfth of the people in the world say that he is this horoscope, he just thinks that his horoscope is unique and emperor-like.

He treats February 2nd Dragon as a festival every year, and it is bound to banquet guests. Wei Qian went to prepare his car for Le Ge—Le Xiaodong raised several famous cars, but he liked the one most Cadillac, for nothing else, because this car has been on a piece of CCTV, all the Chinese people know and know that it is expensive.

Alas ... and the four words look high-end foreign style.

Wei Qian was ironing this "horse fart", and Le Ge was very satisfied at the time.

Qi Lexiaodong has a lot of residences, determined to cunning rabbit caves, no one can find him. Every time he sits in the car and decides where to go temporarily, he thinks that others cannot predict his schedule in advance.

It is a pity that one year his wife went to Scandinavia to bring goods to him, whether he was in the early spring or not, in order to show it, he had to wear short sleeves, Wei Qian understood him tonight Will go that way.

Le Xiaodong drank contentedly. The banquet guests were like the emperor. The intimate brother prepared a car for the emperor. The alcohol was on his head. If he did not go to the square in the center of the city, he would display his car. How uncomfortable my heart is.

Turning around from the square, just connected to the viaduct to Beicheng, Le Xiaodong has a more than 900-square-foot detached house in Beicheng. It is the king of that villa, and there is a strange mistress who can live in peace. One of them just dialed the word of "hearted person", while Le Xiaodong was in a good mood, he called him "Happy Birthday", and deliberately described "Dragon Head" as his birthday to please, and he wished Le Xiaodong great heart. Yue. All are on the way, if he doesn't go to see his "Sannomiya", how uncomfortable he should be.

Oh, by the way, Le Xiaodong never drives and never rides on a co-driver. He thinks that the price in front of the car has fallen off.

So just hit the back.

Those who are too exposed are more suitable for being a little person, because they are doomed to go too far, and they usually die inexplicably halfway.