Before the elderly person enters the ICU, he has to get a copy of the test results, and Yang Yifan's assistant helps him run errands.

"I'm sorry," Yang Yifan felt a little sorry for the little girl, "I bother you so late."

"No, it should be, Mr. Yang," the assistant took a breath, "We are all planning to join the 'Lonely Elderly Corpse Collection Mutual Aid Group'. There will be more of this kind of thing in the future, so I'll warm up in advance... Hey, Grandpa

The mouth is moving."

Yang Yifan quickly stepped forward and put his ear to hers: "What did you say?"

The doctor had already arranged the ward and was calling patient Yang Qing.

Lao Yang was in a daze, his face full of panic, possibly due to the influence of the anesthetic. He murmured inarticulately: "Yang... Ping... you... didn't sign up... didn't..."

"Mr. Yang, the doctor has been called."

"Hey, okay." Yang Yifan straightened up in confusion, "You didn't sign up? Why didn't you sign up?"

"Yang Ping, why didn't you sign up!"

It was a sultry summer. When men came home from get off work, they would either go shirtless or put on vests, and then roll up the vests to their chests, exposing their bellies. Looking around, the whole courtyard was filled with white bellies of various shapes. belly button.

Only Yang Qing was wearing a neat short-sleeved shirt, fastened to the collar meticulously. He felt calm and naturally cool, even though he was dressed so tightly, he was still clean.

Gang Leader Yang, who was "calm in mind", rarely got angry: "I'm asking you a question!"

If you look at the face alone, Yang Ping is a decent and handsome man with a hint of femininity. He is white, has delicate features, and is angular. If he could tear off this face and stick it on a random head on the street, he would be a movie star.

It was considered shabby. But when it came to him, it looked very strange - a young man in his twenties, no taller than his father's shoulders, with a frame as slender as an underage girl, with a normal-sized head on it, which was unusually cramped.

He is not a dwarf, but it seems a bit reluctant to say that he is a normal person.

Yang Ping drooped his eyelids and remained silent.

"There was no news after the last exam. I thought you failed. I was afraid that you would take it to heart, and I kept trying to persuade you - It doesn't matter, let's come back this year - if others hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that you didn't do it last year.

Take the exam! Tell the truth, didn’t you sign up this year?”

"Who is so arrogant?" Yang Ping spat out like a fool and spread his hands, "I was just trying to tease you, so you can just pretend you don't know."

Yang Qing said angrily: "What do you think of the college entrance examination!"

"What do you think of me?" Yang Ping sneered, "Why, my son is a waste and can't hold his head up. You expect me to find another way and get admitted to a university to help you honor your ancestors? Let me tell you, I can even get admitted to eight universities.

, it's just a 'cripple' turning into a 'nerd cripple', and it won't make you look any less proud! I advise you, if you can't think about it, just have another little one with that foot gang bitch while you can still do it.

…”

Lao Yang interrupted his rude remarks with a loud mouth.

Yang Ping's teeth vibrated several times with the slap. He finally closed his mouth and looked at his father with a strange expression of gritting his teeth while trying to laugh or not, and then looked at the dog beating stick in the glass cabinet.

.

Yang Qing: "Get out and kneel!"

"They have called me 'Little Gang Leader' since I was a child, saying that there will be successors to the Beggar Clan," Yang Ping suddenly whispered, "No matter what I do, there will always be flatterers behind me saying that I am like you, and praising me to the sky, but no

I don’t know since when, people who praised me started to smile awkwardly when they saw me. People who praised me for my talent in martial arts when I was young turned to ask me if my grades were good. You all don’t like me when I look like this.

You’re hopeful, right? Okay—”

"Yang Ping! Stop!"

Yang Ping turned a deaf ear and turned around to leave. Yang Qing hurriedly chased him out and happened to bump into a neighbor who had just returned home from get off work. The neighbor pushed his bicycle into the hospital and blocked the narrow exit. He even greeted him with a smile and waited for him to pass. I went out to look at my neighbor and found that the traitor had disappeared.

Gang Leader Yang held on to the dilapidated door frame and sighed.

He didn't expect that his son would regard the "college entrance examination" as a kind of humiliation - indeed, Yang Ping was not the material for practicing martial arts, but even if he was that material, what else could he do? Fight the invincible in the world, take over the beggars, and then

What? What does he rely on to survive? You can't live by being a beggar and collecting protection fees, right?

What age has it been? It’s not like that anymore!

If Yang Ping was in good health, he might be able to listen to these principles.

But he happened to be like this.

He is in his twenties and is no longer a child. Even his biological father cannot just pull him over to beat or scold him.

Yang Qing is introverted by nature, and it is difficult for him to play the kind of considerate father who talks to his children about everything. Yang Ping, on the other hand, has become more and more erratic after puberty. Yang Qing always doesn't know what his son is thinking, and father and son

The two of them sometimes ate at the same dining table, neither saying a word, as if they were acting in a mime. Without the role of mother in the family as a lubricant, they could only drift apart day after day.

After Yang Ping left like this, he didn't come back for several days. At that time, there were no mobile phones to find people at any time. Yang Qing called in several young people with whom his son usually interacted a lot and asked, but no one knew where he had gone...

...or maybe I knew it and didn’t tell him.

Yang Qing didn't like these young people very much. Those who hung out with Yang Ping were all impetuous, ambitious and low-handed.

"It's okay to go out and relax." Gang Leader Yang thought at the time, "He's always going to the martial arts conference anyway, and we'll bring him back to have a good talk. If you really don't want to take the college entrance examination, learning a craft is not the best option.

No...but it would be great to go to college, ugh."

Lao Yu was organizing the Luo Wulin Conference. Just half a month later, he and Meizhen discussed that the Beggar Clan and the Xingjie Clan would arrive together and sit together to let their relationship out. At first, people on both sides

There will definitely be criticism about this, so let’s take it step by step. In the final analysis, there is no blood feud between the Beggar Clan and the Xingjiao Clan. If they can be reconciled from now on, wouldn’t it be a great merit?

When he thought of Zhang Meizhen, some unreasonable expectation surged in his heart, as if everything was full of hope and could be solved easily.

Yang Qing's thinking is actually a bit old-fashioned. He always feels that talking about romance at this age is a bit "old and immoral".

But there is no way. Over the years, he has been working hard to practice everything that Master taught by words and deeds - integrity, loyalty, independence, and trustworthiness... If these conflict with his nature, then of course he must suppress his nature and choose righteousness. Master will control it.

This is called "cultivation".

He had been cultivating for most of his life and suppressed for most of his life. This was the first time in his life that he had indulged himself and was instantly defeated. He could only feel ashamed while helplessly sinking.

If he knew what Yang Ping did at that time.

if……

"On the day of the martial arts competition, Lao Yang and I sat together - there was no airtight wall. Although our affairs were hidden, there were some rumors before, and this time it was confirmed." Zhang Meizhen said, "Beggars.

There were some people in the gang who looked ugly. An elder named Zhu quit on the spot and walked away. Then several others stood up and followed him... It's not that I can't understand it, it might be similar to how young people nowadays find out that their idols are taking drugs.

I guess. Anyway, I’m used to being a witch, so I don’t think anything of it, but Lao Yang feels really bad about it. After all, the people in the Foot Gang are quite quiet, and they don’t want to offend me, the Beidiao Leader, in front of outsiders.”

Gan Qing said: "People from well-known and upright families have more ideas. It's normal to be a little unruly."

The Xingji Gang is more likely to produce flatterers.

"I thought the same way at the time, and I was a little proud," Zhang Meizhen smiled. "Later I found out that they were as quiet as chickens and were planning to do something big. Wang Jiusheng had already killed the group of assassins who were most disgusted with the Beggar Gang.

They started inciting me behind my back for several rounds. They complained that I was too close to the Beggar Clan, and at the same time they added fuel to the fire, trying to 'fight the injustice' on my behalf, saying that Lao Yang was a scumbag who cheated money, sex, and took advantage of me. This group of people were doing this during the day.

I got angry at the martial arts competition, so we got together for a drink in the evening, and then, relying on the strength of the wine, we tied up Elder Zhu and his family members."

"The noble faction... uh... is really not very particular about what they do." Gan Qing paused and then said, "But it is so easy to succeed. It has something to do with Yang Ping, right?"

"In terms of hating me, Yang Ping and Elder Zhu share the same hatred. After Elder Zhu and the others left the martial arts conference, they were called to a small meeting by Yang Ping. This group of people even cursed and vented, and they were all drunk.

." Zhang Meizhen said, "Yang Ping sent a few people to deliver letters to these drunkards' homes in the middle of the night. Because they were all acquaintances, no one was so defensive. He also asked the messengers to come into the house to drink water, and the walking gang followed behind.

Everyone took the opportunity to make a sneak attack - blackmailing, kidnapping, and the Immortal Dance. This is the specialty of the Xingjiao Gang, and with the help of the insider, they did it cleanly and without making any noise."

Gan Qing asked strangely: "Since the person was sent by Yang Ping's branch, and the messenger was also sent by Yang Ping, after the confrontation, no one suspected that Yang Ping was connected to an outside gang?"

Zhang Meizhen slowly stroked the dog beating stick: "No, because there is no confrontation."

"Why?"

"They threw the kidnapped old, young, women and children in a factory where engine oil was stored. They sent someone to watch them, and then they went home to sleep. However, in the early morning, the guards fell asleep, and a few drunken hooligans threw cigarette butts.

Play, I set the factory on fire, and there happened to be an oil tank leaking. It was too late to put out the fire, and everyone inside was tied up, and no one escaped... Anyway, it was 'just in time'."

Gan Qing: "..."

"Didn't I just say that the Xingjiao Gang and the Beggar Gang owe a blood feud." Zhang Meizhen said lightly, "When I knew this, it was already too late. If I had caused such a big scandal in Yanning, even if I didn't have the old man,

Yang, I can't tolerate anyone. At this time, several people involved voluntarily jumped out and confessed. They were all homeless bachelors and were taken away by the police. As a result, the Beggar Gang refused to admit it.

A few people knew at a glance that they came out to help their accomplices take the blame out of 'loyalty'."

"Elder Zhu and his gang were dissatisfied. They put this debt on the entire Xingjiao Gang and planned to let the Xingjiao Gang repay the blood debt. Lao Yang and I went around putting out fires - but the fire that caused the tragic death of my family was Xiao Zhili.

Can it be destroyed with emotion? At that time, the country was cracking down on gangster organizations, and the matter got out of hand. Elder Zhu and his group made a big fuss, and they all went in. Old Yang

Being held on fire."

She remembered that it was early August, and it rained heavily. The whole Yanning seemed to be blown away by the strong wind. The ground, which was warm in the midsummer, was completely cool. Half of the vegetation withered overnight, and the fallen flowers disappeared in the water.

Yu Huaide urgently signed the alliance leader's order, summoned everyone, and came forward to mediate. Yang Qing was so overwhelmed by love and righteousness that he couldn't hold his head up, and he didn't even dare to look at her. He announced in the shrill wind that the Beggars Gang and the Walking Foot Gang were incompatible, and there would be future martial arts conferences.

With you and without me.

That was the most difficult moment in Zhang Meizhen's life. When she got into trouble when she was young, when she was hiding, at least there were people from the gang to protect her. That time, because she was determined to find out all the people involved in this matter, she always

The members of the Xingjiang Gang who were indiscriminate in protecting her shortcomings began to be dissatisfied with her. In addition, Wang Jiusheng and his group secretly used various tricks to accuse her of "turning her elbows outwards", and the voices of "backward leaning" became louder and louder.

Within half a year, Zhang Meizhen was forced to leave the Walking Foot Gang and retired from the world.

She applied to her employer and was transferred to another place to work, but she didn't come back for more than ten years.

Later, her husband's house was demolished and No. 110 Courtyard was built. She got rid of all the political affairs and had no choice but to work. She became a senior business backbone. This may be the reason, or there may be someone who has a connection there.
To be continued...