After paying the money, Jingjing's cold face immediately smiled, hung on my arm and shouted: "Brother-in-law, can you make lobster?"
"It's just lobster, there are some who don't know how to cook it."
I curled my lips.
I used to eat lobster cooked by my adoptive mother.
Although the taste was not as authentic as the one in a big hotel, it was full of the warmth of home.
I thought about my adoptive parents, and felt melancholy again.
Suddenly I heard a commotion in the market.
"If you can't pay the protection money tomorrow, get the hell out of here."
Who said this.
He is a man who is so fat that he is almost bleeding.
He has a big gold chain hanging around his neck like a toad.
When he talks, the gold chain trembles, which is quite funny.
At this moment, he was standing in front of a vegetable vendor's stall.
He had a wooden stick in his hand and kept hitting the vegetable stall, causing the vegetables on it to tremble back and forth.
Many potatoes and tomatoes were trembling because of the trembling.
And rolled to the ground.
"Fuck," the fat pig yelled, and suddenly pointed at all the vegetable vendors in the market and said, "Listen up, this is not your welfare home.
Don't run around like you're receiving welfare all day long.
Come here.
The protection money is all for me.
If you can't pay it tomorrow, no one will even think about setting up a stall.
Let the city management kill you bastards."
I frowned for a while.
Although I have never seen people collecting protection fees in wet markets, I have heard of them.
Most of these people are gangsters from the neighborhood.
After the market is built, the developers will probably not be able to get the money, and they are afraid that the gangsters from the neighborhood will cause trouble from time to time, so they simply let them be the administrators.
Firstly, the vegetable vendor's stall money has been collected, and secondly, these bastards won't come to cause trouble, so why not?
But in an ordinary vegetable market, the hand stall fee is only two yuan a day, and in a large vegetable market, it is only five yuan.
Most vegetable farmers and vendors are still willing to give this money, but what is going on with this vegetable market that they can't even collect two or three yuan from the stall?
I was looking confused when the fat pig pointed at the vendor with the wooden stick in his hand and said: "It's mainly you Su Kuang" Su Kuang When I heard this, I immediately looked over, my eyes a bit hazy.
Who is Su Kuang?
Su Kuang is my adoptive father.
He was the director of the department back then, but now, he is reduced to buying vegetables in this vegetable market.
I was in a daze and didn't notice him at first because of the stubble on his face.
Then I heard the fat pig continue to say: "Su Kuang, if you don't prepare a thousand yuan for me tomorrow, you will never even think about setting up a stall here in the future.
You can set it up on the main road for me."
Fatty Pig just finished speaking.
The two boys behind him came forward, grabbing the tomatoes and cabbage on the stall and throwing them around.
I vaguely heard my mother's crying voice on the side, trying to stop them: "It's not easy to sell vegetables, so just asking for one thousand yuan a month is a bit too much."
Seeing this, how can I bear it?
Quietly, I took my hand out of Jingjingjing's arms.
Under her surprised gaze, I strode towards the fat pig.
"Pa" The slap was loud.
The fat pig's face was slapped sideways by me.
Fortunately, he was covered in fat.
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If not, my slap would have been enough to send him spinning in circles.
Even so, Fatty Pig was also a little confused.
He would probably never guess how a grocery store like me could hit someone for no reason.
But these gangsters don't need to think so much, the fat pig covered his face.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He looked at me angrily, suddenly raised his hand and pointed at my nose, and shouted to the two boys behind him: "Fuck me, he dares to hit me."
"Pa"
As soon as he finished speaking, I slapped him again, this time on his left cheek.
After I slapped both sides of the face, the fat pig's face immediately swelled up and became fatter than before.
And when I started to do it, the two younger brothers also came closer.
He dared to hit someone when he saw me.
A fierce expression appeared on his face immediately, he cursed me, raised his leg and kicked me.
Where can they dare to offend me now?
Before they could lift their legs, I kicked them out with my backhand.
This kick was not as strong as my hand, it almost used all my strength.
The kid at the front was kicked by me and he flew backwards for more than ten meters.
He knocked down a vegetable stall and then stopped.
When the other person saw this, he was suddenly stunned.
He probably didn't expect such a sharp approach from me.
He was probably even more afraid that I would kick him out, so he stood there and didn't dare to move.
I slapped them twice and kicked them to silence these three bastards.
I saw that the fat pig was not as arrogant as before.
He looked at me with a pair of red eyes, as if he was a little scared, but he still said: "Brother, you shouldn't be able to control the things here on any road, right?"
"What if I have to take care of it?"
I slowly raised my head and stared at him with burning eyes.
These eyes were a little red after meeting the adoptive parents.
At this moment, they looked like a murderous god, which was scary.
Even Anjingjing came over and quietly asked beside me: "Brother-in-law, what's wrong with you?
Don't scare me."
The fat pig laughed twice, but he was a bastard after all, so he still had to say something about the situation: "Brother, your control is too lenient.
Why don't you tell me your boss's name?
We are all bastards on the street.
Don't make things worse."
What a great job.”
"Haha" I sneered, and finally ignored him.
Instead, I walked around the vegetable stall, walked to my adoptive parents, stood in front of them, and shouted, "Dad, Mom, I'm back."
"You are Xiao Zuo" Xiaozuo is my nickname.
My parents have called me that since I was little.
Su Kuang was still smoking depressed.
At this moment, he didn't even smoke anymore.
After burning it to the end, and feeling pain between his fingers, he suddenly threw it away, turned to squeeze my shoulders with both hands, and said blankly: "It's really Xiao Zuo."
"Xiao Zuo, where have you been in the past two months?
Your father and I are worried to death."
My mother, Hu Mingcui, suddenly became startled, then burst into tears and hugged me and said.
While talking, he kept hitting my back with his hand, as if he hated me for leaving without saying a word.
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My heart was heavy and I let my mother hammer me on the back.
After a long time, he hesitated: "Dad, Mom, I'm sorry for you."
After saying this, I suddenly knelt down towards the second elder in the vegetable stall.
Sincerely.
I'm sorry to them.
Although my parents are my adoptive parents, they always treat me as my own child.
They have never treated me badly in any way, and yet I left them because of a woman.
Especially when I saw that they relied on selling vegetables for a living, it made me feel a little scared.
As soon as I knelt down, my father, Su Kuang, couldn't help it anymore.
He raised his hand and slapped me on the face.
"Unfilial son, your mother has raised you for twenty years, and this is how you treat your mother."
I didn't dare to look up at my mother's face, let alone meet my father's aggressive gaze.
I lowered my head and said silently.
Accept this resounding slap.
"Okay."
My mother sobbed for a while, wiped her tears, and then pulled me up from the ground.
There were still tears on her face that she had just cried, but she still smiled and said, "It's good to be back.
It's good to be together as a family when we're back."
Well, don’t blame the child, the child is also ignorant.”
"You're twenty years old and you're still ignorant."
Su Kuang snorted, then turned around.
Only then did I realize that there was a glimmer of light in the corners of my father’s eyes.
When I saw this, I was touched in my heart and said to them: "Mom and Dad, I will never leave without saying goodbye again."
"That's good, that's good."
My mother wiped her tears again, and then suddenly asked me, "Have you not had dinner yet?"
At this time, she probably didn't know what to say.
How could she have dinner and then lunch at this hour?
After my mother asked this question, I was about to shake my head when I heard the fat pig standing outside the vegetable stall suddenly laughed and turned to me and said: "So you are Su Kuang's son, who the hell do you think you are?
How dare you hit me?"
While he was talking, he suddenly picked up the wooden stick in his hand and danced towards me.
"Bang" The stick danced towards me, but I blocked it firmly with my arms, and turned around with cold eyes.
Why is it that every time something good happens, there are always blind people who come out to cause trouble: