I slowly turned around, glanced at the fat pig with a cold face, and then asked: "Mom, Dad, what's going on?"
Hearing this, his father's face showed a hint of embarrassment, while his mother became a little scared.
He said to me: "Xiao Zuo, don't worry about this.
That's your friend.
Mom will give you the key right now.
You can take your friend home to play.
Mom will come back to you in a moment."
Make dinner.”
As she said this, she actually took out a bunch of keys from her trouser pocket and handed them to me.
But after I took it, I didn't leave.
Instead, he asked his father: "Dad, Mom won't tell me, so just tell me."
"Alas" Su Kuang sighed, then took out a cigarette and lit it for himself.
Then he looked at me.
I never dared to smoke at home, and my father never saw me smoke.
Only in school, when he was with Xinhai and the others, would he light up two cigarettes to show off.
Smoking at that time was just for showing off.
But now when my father looks at me, I understand that he wants to pass me a cigarette.
It’s probably because I haven’t seen him for more than two months and I feel a little unfamiliar.
In order to resolve the embarrassment, I said, "Dad, give me a cigarette."
Su Kuang was obviously stunned, but he still took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it to me, then continued: "In order for your kid to come out, your mother and I sold almost all our property."
I know this, even my father’s favorite Buick car was sold.
I later learned that my adoptive parents had not only sold the Buick.
Even the house has been sold.
Although the house they live in now is still the same, the ownership is no longer owned by the two elders.
Moreover, the two elders later borrowed a lot of money because they wanted to go into business, but now it was all in vain.
And I just walked away.
Make mother almost collapse Fortunately, there is a vegetable seller in our yard, and he makes a lot of money selling seasonal vegetables on weekdays.
If you have a good business day, you can make a gross profit of two to three thousand.
If you go out with principal, you can still get around four to five hundred a day.
After the grocery shopping couple talked about this with my adoptive parents, my parents were also a little moved.
In addition, I had just left at that time, and they were already financially strapped.
They borrowed tens of thousands of dollars from loan sharks and resolutely invested in the vegetable selling industry.
But in the grocery shopping industry, it’s easier said than done.
First of all, the vendors in the vegetable markets, large and small, have basically been fixed.
Almost all the vegetable markets in the city center have been occupied by those vendors.
If you go again, you will definitely not get a share of the pie.
And they will be squeezed out by other foodies.
But those who are worse, such as those around the city, are far away from home, get up early and work late every day, can't make much money, and are tired.
In the end, the two elders chose this location not far or near.
It is close to the university town of Hai Phong.
It's a villa group again.
Although it's not in the center of the city, the business is pretty good, with three or four hundred dollars coming in every day.
It was set up like this for less than half a month.
At first, the stall fees were collected by the developer, but then the developer withdrew inexplicably.
The stall fees here suddenly changed hands and were handed over to a person named Fatty.
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The fee charged by Fat Boy is not calculated by the developer on a daily basis, but is actually calculated on a monthly basis, and the price is surprisingly expensive.
There are stalls, one thousand per stall.
If there are no stalls on the ground, a stall costs 400.
A vegetable seller gets up at three or four o'clock in the morning to set up his stall, and only closes his stall at eight or nine in the evening and goes home.
A day of exhausting work can only earn seven to eight thousand yuan, and this requires a good business.
If the sound is not good, or the dishes are not complete, it is common for a day to be unable to sell even the living expenses.
Fat Boy's charges were too high, which drove away many vegetable vendors.
But Su Kuang didn't leave.
Su Kuang was stubborn.
As if he didn't believe in evil, he got into a fight with Fatty.
Neither the booth fee nor the stall fee was evacuated.
This situation continued for nearly half a month.
After hearing this, I finally understood.
It was just a thousand yuan stall fee, which was nothing to me or my adoptive father before.
And for me now, this thousand yuan is nothing. but i don't want to give "Protection fee of one thousand yuan a month"
Fatty Toad nodded his head, his neck was not visible, he continued to knock on the stall with the wooden stick, and said arrogantly: "Don't let him, I want to blame you.
Even if you move away tomorrow, you still have to pay me the protection fee, the stall fee today."
Whether you hand it over or not, I won’t let any of you leave today.”
As he said this, he already took out his mobile phone and started making calls.
Any gangster in a place like this who doesn't know three or five gangsters can immediately call a dozen or so people to surround them when they hear that there's going to be a fight.
But I was not afraid at all and waited for him to call.
Two minutes later, Fatty hung up the phone and sneered at me: "Boy, how dare you fucking hit me?
Just wait for me."
"Haha" I sneered and suddenly took a step forward.
One hand suddenly reached out and grabbed Fatty's head.
I actually pulled him in front of me with one hand.
When he was face to face with me, Fatty just because Screaming due to scalp pain "It hurts so much, let me go now" I didn't let go, but instead sneered repeatedly, which made Fatty a little flustered.
When he heard me say coldly: "Call someone, I'll wait for them here."
At this moment, I actually looked like a bastard than Fatty.
This is due to the fact that Xinhai and I have been hanging out together for a long time.
I was a gangster before and I am still a gangster now, so I don’t have to pretend.
My dad knew about my troubles in school, but he seldom cared about me.
The only one who cared about me was my mother.
Seeing me like this, my adoptive mother quickly pulled me and said to me: "Xiao Zuo, forget it, don't make the matter a big deal.
You just came back.
If you go in again," She didn't finish the rest of her sentence, but I knew what she was going to say.
I waved my hand and said to her: "Mom, don't worry, I won't do anything to him."
"Mom is afraid of what he will do to you."
Hu Mingcui pulled away from me and turned to Fatty and said, "Brother Fatty, I'm so sorry.
My son is still young and not sensible.
You don't care about the faults of villains.
Let him go.
Also, let him go." , I will send the thousand yuan to you later, what do you think?"
"How about it?"
Fatty finally stopped looking at me and immediately became arrogant again.
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I saw him push my mother on the shoulder.
My mother's thin body could not withstand his push and she almost sat on the ground.
Fortunately, I stood behind and quickly helped Hu Mingcui steady while looking at Fatty with angry eyes.
"You just pushed my mother with your left hand."
Without saying anything, I asked Hu Mingcui immediately after letting Hu Mingcui stand firm.
At the same time, a hand stretched out and took his left hand.
Putting it on the vegetable stall, his tone became colder: "Is it this hand?"
"What do you want to do?"
At this moment, I have never been so angry.
Fatty's hand was firmly pinned to the vegetable stall by me.
He struggled but couldn't move.
My body has been modified by ancient medicines.
It is not as fat as Fatty's.
If I want to, I can throw him from one end of the market to the other with one hand.
Fatty finally had a hint of panic at this time.
He probably never thought that he was twice as big as me, but as weak as a fly under my hand.
When he saw me slowly picking up the wooden stick he used to hit the stall, I asked him in a cold voice: "Is this the hand?"
"What the hell do you want to do?
I'm warning you, don't mess around."
Fatty panicked and yelled at me in panic.
At the same time, he turned his head and yelled at his two younger brothers at the top of his lungs: "Why the hell are you just standing here calling the police?
Come up and help.
You have no fucking eyesight."
Before he could finish shouting, I took action.
"Pah!"
The wooden stick hit the back of his hand.
Makes a dull sound.
"Ah" a series of screams caused everyone around to look over.
The scream resounded throughout the market, as if even the fish in the water tank were disturbed and swarmed around.
And I just threw away the stick coldly.
At the same time he let go of his hand. thump Almost the moment I let go, Fatty fell to the ground.
The hand had been deformed and was tangled like chicken feet.
He held it in front of his eyes and sat on the ground, wailing.
"Call an ambulance, my hands are broken," Fatty said.
He looked at his deformed hands, and the protection fee seemed to be completely unimportant.
As for me, I just squatted in front of him coldly, pulled him by the collar, walked up to him and said, "There are some things that you should touch only when you should touch them, and you should never touch those things that you shouldn't touch
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