"How many spring and autumn winds have changed, how many bumpy love has not changed, how many sighs you are in the sea of ​​people..."

Ancheng, south of the city, and by the street.

A young man, with his sword-eyed eyebrows and starry eyes, holding a guitar, singing to the fullest.

From time to time, there were passing crowds looking sideways, smiling past various discussions.

The young man ignored him and spoke his heart to himself, and could not extricate himself.

Next to him was a young man, burly and strong, with a tizzy head and a treacherous mind, rolling his eyes constantly.

"Ka Kui's song is always my favorite!" Zhiyuan's hand stroked the strings, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

At the end of the song, my ambition was still unsatisfied and I wanted to continue playing. At this time, a hand held down his strings.

"What are you doing!" Zhiyuan glared.

"Brother Yuan, it's going to be dark this day, so we have to find a way to go home. If we drag it down, there will be no car!" Zheng Yong said helplessly, "If you want to bounce, just go home and bounce it. On this street, it's weird... strange..."

"I feel embarrassed, right!"

Zhiyuan stood up and said, "Get out, I feel embarrassed. Get out of here, you know nothing!"

"This..." Zheng Yong spread his hands, "You want me to get out, you have to give me money. How can I get out if I don't have money! I will yell at me all day, I know what you love... Ding? The problem is, grandma is alone at home, we have been out for so long, I'm afraid she will worry!"

"Hmph!" Zhiyuan put away the guitar, carried it on his shoulders, and went south.

"Hey!" Zheng Yong shouted, "Brother, what are you doing!"

"Go home!" Zhiyuan said coldly.

"Go home?" Zheng Yong's eyes widened, "This... these are dozens of miles, just walk back like this?"

"I have bought all my money, and there is no fare anymore!" Zhiyuan continued to walk forward.

Zheng Yong flattered his mouth and simply sat on the street and stopped leaving.

"What are you making trouble again? Didn't you say you want to go home?" Zhiyuan paused and turned around.

"I'm hungry!" Zheng Yong picked up a stone, threw it away casually, and said listlessly, "It's almost dark from breakfast until now. We haven't eaten or even had a sip of water. Sister Xiaofang left us to eat with her. You don't want to. You don't know that I have a lot of appetite!"

"If you want to eat, you have to go home!" Zhiyuan spread his hands, "I don't have money now, where can I go to eat?"

"Brother, that's it!" Zheng Yong's eyes turned and he stood up, "Let's go find uncle..."

"No!" Zhiyuan's face turned cold, "I don't want his money!"

"What should I do?" Zheng Yong's face collapsed.

"I can don't want his money..." Zhiyuan thought for a while and patted Zheng Yong on the shoulder, "You can, I don't want you to ask him for money!"

"Really?" Zheng Yong looked at Zhiyuan and asked tentatively.

"Really!" Zhiyuan nodded, "But don't say I'm here, I'll ask for it in your name. If you dare to mention me, I won't beat you to death!"

"Hehe! Then I'm going!" As soon as Zheng Yong finished speaking, he couldn't wait to run back.

"This bastard, I know where the old man lives, I must have been secretly hidden from me!" Zhiyuan shook his head slightly, took out the guitar, sat on the spot, and continued to play.

"Why are the gods always jealous of talents, and good people don't live long? Those scumbags always live long? What's wrong with this world? After going to college, you have the opportunity to walk around and look around. The contrast between what is said in the book and what you encounter in reality is too great!"

Zhiyuan pressed a set of chords and swept his fingers through the strings.

"Today, I watched the snow drifting in the cold night, and my heart drifted away with a cool heart... Forgive me for being unruly and indulging in freedom all my life. Even if I fall one day and betray my ideals, anyone can do it, but I will be afraid that one day you will share with me..."

Zhiyuan sang loudly, his hands were waving freely, his voice was passionate, in the wind, in his heart.

"Hey! Such a handsome doll, it's a pity, he's a lunatic!"

"You said, cars are coming and going on this street, how dangerous it is. My kid is good at cooking and waiting for me at home!"

"Madman, lunatic!"

"This piano is good, oh! There is an authentic Martin! Unfortunately, you have a wrong sound, and the sound is not right. You are too young, so you should play G-tune!"

Passersby sighs, sarcasm, and sneering. Some people even stop and give some advice. Wu Zhiyuan turned a deaf ear and sang, as long as he enjoyed his life, no matter what others said, no matter whether his voice was right or wrong.

Here, on the street, there is a piece of wasteland, and it has not affected others.

"Wow!" Not long after, suddenly, a taxi was parked in front of Zhiyuan.

"Brother Yuan!" Zheng Yong emerged from the co-pilot and shouted.

"How much has the old man given you?" Zhiyuan said calmly.

"Hehe, two thousand!" Zheng Yong was proud and took out the money, "He even called me a car and took us home!"

"This is for you, I don't want it!" Zhiyuan shook his head, "You are growing up. Another day, I will accompany you to buy a few sets of clothes!"

"No, my clothes, every time I go home, I buy me a lot!" Zheng Yong said, "I want to keep it and buy a big cotton jacket for my grandma. It's warm, so it won't freeze her anymore if it's cold!"

"Okay!" Zhiyuan smiled, carefully put away the guitar and walked into the car.

A roar rolled up dust and the taxi headed south.

...

In Longtan Village, smoke from cooking is curling.

There was an old man with white hair and kind eyes, sitting at the gate, looking out.

"The food is cold. Where have these two children gone? I won't go home yet!" The old man spoke, his eyes showing a look of worry.

"Grandma! Grandma! My brother and I are back home!"

At this moment, a shout came into the old man's ears, and a smile immediately appeared on her face.

Zhiyuan and Zheng Yong, one in front and one behind, appeared in the courtyard.

"Where have you been? Don't say anything, you're hungry!" Grandma stood up.

"Hehe, let's have a meal!" Zheng Yong laughed.

The two brothers, one on the left and one on the right, walked into the main hall with grandma.

"Grandma, I'll serve you rice!"

"Grandma, I'll give you soup!"

"Okay, okay! I feel relieved when the two children grow up! Xiaoqin and Xiaoqing, they will be happy to see your brothers well in the sky!" Grandma said with relief and picked up the bowls and chopsticks.

The family is in a state of joy, and night falls in laughter and joy.

"Not good! No good!" As soon as the family put down the bowls and chopsticks, Zheng Yong was still talking about his glorious deeds in front of his grandmother. At this time, a panicked voice came.

This is a gentle and lovely woman. She ran into the main hall and her eyes fell on her grandmother.

Isn’t she the wife of Wu Laosan, Wu Jiayi?

"Aunt, Long... Is Brother Long at home?" Wu Jiayi asked nervously.

"Your brother has been in Ancheng and rarely goes home!"

Grandma walked up to Jiayi and said, "What happened?"

"The third brother... he is going to die, wuwuwu! I thought Brother Long was at home and took him to the hospital!" Wu Jiayi sat on the ground and burst into tears.

"Wu Lao San is going to die?" Zheng Yong murmured, "He doesn't look like a short-lived person!"

"Also talk nonsense!" Zhiyuan glared at him and came to Wu Jiayi, "Aunt San, tell me what happened!"

"Your third uncle, suddenly went crazy. He... smashed things everywhere in the room, and then..." Wu Jiayi said in a trembling voice, "and then rolled around on the ground, trembling all the time. When I came, he shrank in the corner of the wall, his saliva and snot flowed, and his face was so white..."

"I'll go and have a look!" Before he finished speaking, Wu Zhiyuan's figure had disappeared in the main hall.

"Brother Yuan, wait for me!" Zheng Yong followed closely and chased after him.

When they arrived at the door of Wu Laosan's house, the Zhiyuan and his brothers jumped straight into the main hall and headed straight for a room.

At first glance, he saw Wu Laosan huddled in a corner, trembling.

At this moment, Wu Laosan's eyes were red, and he was actually biting his hand.

"Small opening!"

"Small opening!"

Two middle-aged men and women came to meet.

"Grandpa, grandma, what's going on with the third uncle? Didn't he be fine last night? Well? Why did he become so thin?" Wu Zhiyuan asked.

"I don't know!" said Wu Laosan's mother, "However, he has been very close to someone from the foreign village recently. He is the young man who came to our Longtan Village to do gambling, the one you beaten away in the morning!"

"Is it him?" Zhiyuan frowned, "Help him up first, tie it to the bed, and then let him bite it. He has to bite himself to death!"

Regardless of whether Wu Laosan's parents were willing or not, the Zhiyuan brothers had already taken action. They pressed Wu Laosan on the bed, found a few ropes, and tied them tightly.

"Huh?" At this time, Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and accidentally found a needle under the bed.

Zhiyuan took out the needle and a cold light flashed in his eyes!

"I'm so brave. I'll just come to my Longtan Village to gamble. I'll still dare to sell drugs here to harm my relatives!"

"Click!" Zhiyuan used a little force with one hand, and the needle was crushed by him.

"Grandpa and grandma, he is fine, and if he does this in the future, he will tie him up. This will be very uncomfortable for him. It will be fine if he survives. During this period, no matter who pleads with him, including Aunt San, don't let him go!" Zhiyuan said in a deep voice.

"Xiao Kai, what's wrong with Lao San?" Wu Lao San's father asked.

"He, take drugs!" Zhiyuan said coldly.

"I'm going to Axe Village and have a walk!"

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Chapter completed!