Liu Handong only had two cents left on him. If he didn't make some money quickly, he would have to drink the northwest wind at noon. He pushed out the broken one and prepared to drive out. He said to Wangcai: "You stay at home and look after the door. Wait for me to come back."
Wangcai seemed to understand and sat down, but as soon as Liu Handong left, he stood up and followed him.
"Sit down." Liu Handong ordered.
Wangcai sat down unwillingly, whining and begging with dissatisfaction.
"With you, I can't do business." Liu Handong relented and explained patiently.
Wangcai’s eyes sparkled.
"By the way, I forgot, I'm going to take you home today." Liu Handong patted his head. This dog is no ordinary grass dog. It must have been accidentally lost. The owner may be very sad, so why not take it to the market first?
If you walk around the area, you may come across a place you know, and if you have enough money, you can walk home by yourself.
Thinking of this, he clapped his hands and said, "Come up."
Wangcai was so excited that he jumped into the car.
Liu Handong was driving a broken-down dog on Tiezha Street. When he passed by a dog meat restaurant, a strong man was moving a dog cage from a small truck. Suddenly he saw the dog in Liu Handong's car, and he immediately narrowed his eyes.
Thoughts.
"Stop! Damn it, stop it. I'm calling you, are you deaf?" The big man rushed over quickly, grabbed the handlebar, and stared at Liu Handong fiercely.
"Fuck you, you stole my dog." The big man pointed at Wangcai in the car and cursed.
Wangcai recognized this person and was so frightened that he lay motionless in the carriage.
Liu Handong didn't turn off the engine, got out of the car, and looked down at this man with an axle who was less than 1.7 meters tall.
"Speak more clearly, your dog? I don't know where you stole it from," Liu Handong said.
"The fucking dog I bought cost two yuan a pound. There are still traces of the wire tied around its mouth." The man had a hot temper and a loud voice. Hearing the sound, two workers came out of the dog meat restaurant, holding hands.
They all carried knives for skinning dogs.
"Fuck you, you're stealing a dog and you still don't admit it." The man punched him. Liu Handong raised his hand to block. He felt pain in his arm and a strong force came from him. He took two steps back and immediately counterattacked with a feint punch.
The following is an actual move. The man was kicked in the calf and almost fell down. A hungry tiger pounced on him, trying to fight him closely.
This man was born with brute strength. Liu Handong didn't dare to fight with him, so he threw him over his shoulder. He was thrown three meters away and fell firmly to the cement ground. It was like a wall falling down, and a hole was almost made in the ground.
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The workers at the dog meat restaurant were unequivocal and rushed towards them with sharp knives. Liu Handong hurriedly jumped on the motorcycle, turned the accelerator, and escaped like smoke.
The workers helped the furious dog meat restaurant owner up and yelled curses at the crippled figure as he walked away.
Liu Handong laughed heartily, and Wangcai barked happily.
Someone on the roadside waved to stop the car: "Motorcycle!"
Liu Handong pulled over and asked the woman who blocked the car: "Sister, where are you going?"
"Help me take the tiles from the building materials market to Lishui Yaju." The woman wears gold and silver and has a good family background.
"Twenty per trip." Liu Handong said, this is a conscientious price and he didn't ask for more.
"Okay, if you help me move upstairs, I'll give you an extra five yuan per floor." The woman agreed.
"No problem." Liu Handong was also very happy.
The building materials market is nearby. A woman riding an electric scooter led the way to a large shed selling ceramic tiles. Several boxes of ceramic tiles had been piled up here. Many tricycles and pickup trucks were parked nearby. The drivers were smoking and chatting, but they did not come to take any work.
It's a bit abnormal to rather let foreign three-wheelers take over the work.
Maybe the price can't be negotiated. After all, there is a difference between buying people and selling goods, Liu Handong thought to himself.
"Driver, help me move these tiles up." The woman directed Liu Handong to move boxes of tiles to the tricycle. The tiles were so heavy that they flattened the tires.
After loading the goods, the woman led the way on an electric bicycle. Liu Handong started his motorcycle and followed behind. Because there were too many goods, he could not run fast. Wangcai limped and trotted behind, sticking out his tongue and running happily.
There was a long uphill climb ahead. Liu Handong was about to go up at full speed. Suddenly the motorcycle shook and stopped.
The fuel gauge pointer is broken.
"Hurry up, why are you dawdling?" the woman urged on the slope.
"Run out of gas." Liu Handong said.
"If you don't have any gas, you have to send me to the place, as agreed." The woman refused, with a long face and a very unhappy look on her face.
Liu Handong got out of the car and wanted to push the car up, but the three-wheeled motorcycle filled with ceramic tiles was too heavy to push.
Wangcai was spinning around next to the car, barking excitedly.
Liu Handong took out a hemp rope, tied one end to the car, and tied the other end to his waist. Wangcai came over and jumped up and down, biting the rope with his mouth.
"You want to help me?" Liu Handong touched the dog's head and tied the hemp rope around Wangcai's shoulder.
One person and one dog were gearing up, kicking their feet on the concrete floor, pushing the car up step by step. The heavy vehicle made Liu Handong use up all his strength, his muscles were tense, his face was red and his neck was thick, and Wangcai's four legs were also tightly supporting the ground.
, trekking hard.
One step, two steps, the tricycle slowly moved upward.
"I told you to hurry up, I'm waiting for you to use it." The woman complained from a distance, taking out her cell phone from time to time to check the time.
Liu Handong gritted his teeth and said nothing. The road was steep and difficult to walk.
"Look, the dog is helping to pull the car." A car stopped on the roadside, and the man and woman in the car took out their mobile phones and started taking pictures.
Liu Handong had no time to deal with these boring people, so he finally pulled the tricycle to the top of the slope with all his strength. Both the man and the dog were exhausted, and Wangcai sat on the ground with his tongue hanging out and panting.
"Hurry up, it's just ahead." The woman got on the electric car and put on her sunglasses impatiently.
Liu Handong ignored her and took off his undershirt. He was covered in tendons and sweating all over. He took out a large Coke bottle filled with cold water, drank a few sips of it himself, poured it on his body twice, then poured the water into his palm and fed it to Wangcai.
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Wangcai stretched out his long tongue to lick the water and drank. After drinking, he licked Liu Handong twice to show his affection.
"Wangcai is so good. He is more filial than his own son. It's no wonder that I love you so much." Liu Handong stroked Wangcai's head.
The people in the car were still taking pictures.
"What are you looking at!" Liu Handong roared.
The man and woman quickly stopped filming and drove away.
Liu Handong continued to push the cart forward, with Wangcai still pulling him in front. He came to Lishui Yaju Community, downstairs No. 13, looking at the high-rise building, Liu Handong fainted: "Sister, which floor do you live on?"
"Eighteenth floor." The woman locked the electric car and said.
"Is there an elevator?" Liu Handong said.
"Yes, it will be inspected today, otherwise you think five yuan for one floor is so easy to earn." The woman said with some disdain.
"Okay, I'll move!" A penny stumped the heroic man
"Hurry up, 1803." The woman carried the small bag and went upstairs.
Liu Handong patted Wangcai on the head: "Good son, help daddy look after the car."
Wangcai responded.
Liu Handong picked up two boxes of ceramic tiles, thought for a moment, and tied the two boxes to his shoulders with hemp rope, and went upstairs like this. At the beginning, he was walking fast, but when he got to the tenth floor, his pace slowed down, and when he reached the eighteenth floor
, 1803 opened the door, and the sound of electric saws came from inside. This house was being renovated.
"Put it at the door of the bathroom." The woman held an ice-cold Coke in her hand and ordered Liu Handong while drinking.
Liu Handong put down the tiles and went downstairs to continue moving.
He moved a cart of tiles five times, up and down the eighteenth floor ten times. When he moved it up for the last time, even though he was in excellent physical condition, he was extremely tired and was covered in sweat and stains.
"Sister, we've moved it, the total is one hundred and ten yuan." Liu Handong said, taking out the empty Coke bottle and going to the bathroom faucet to fill it with tap water.
The woman ignored him and scolded the migrant worker laying the tiles: "Look at what kind of work you are doing. At this level, you still dare to ask for money. Are you embarrassed? Do you still want to be embarrassed? Shovel it off and re-lay it!"
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When the migrant workers were scolded, they just kept silent and argued a few words in a low voice, only to be scolded in an overwhelming manner.
After scolding for a while, the woman looked at Liu Handong: "Why are you still standing here?"
Liu Handong said: "Sister, the freight has not been paid yet."
"What's the shipping fee? Do you know that you're delaying my construction schedule? Do you know how much it cost just to decorate my house? My son is getting married on the 11th. Do you think it can be delayed? You're driving a car with no fuel. It's amazing.
You don’t know how to add it. It’s so slow to climb a building. How dare you charge more than 100 yuan? It only costs 100 yuan for a moving company to move a complete set of furniture. You need so much to move a few boxes of ceramic tiles. Are you embarrassed?”
"One hundred and one, as promised, not a penny less."
"Thirty, love or not, that's all." The woman was determined. Suddenly the phone rang. She answered the phone and smiled brightly: "Hey, Sister Zhang, I'm going to visit your home tomorrow to learn about decoration experience. Let me tell you, the unit
Who is that, whose mistress..."
After chatting for a long time, he turned around and saw Liu Handong still waiting, so he took out thirty yuan from his pocket and threw it over: "Take the money and leave quickly, don't make yourself uncomfortable."
Liu Handong did not pick up the money and moved a box of ceramic tiles.
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While Liu Handong was working hard to move bricks, two female college students passed by downstairs. When they saw Wangcai, they couldn't help but circle around it, looking left and right. They all looked familiar.
"Isn't this Coco from Song Shuang's family? Why did it become like this!" said a girl.
"Yeah, didn't you say it was lost?" another girl said.
Coco barked when she heard someone calling her real name.
The girl took out her mobile phone and dialed Song Shuang's number.
Song Shuanghuan cried in front of the computer. He was extremely haggard. He was wearing pajamas and pajamas, listless. He retweeted it thousands of times on Weibo, but there was no valuable clue at all. Uncle Wang's investigation had no clue. The pet market in the city and
The animal hospital has investigated, but there is no trace of Coco. Even the dog trafficking vehicle transporting to the south was impounded by the traffic police. After searching the whole vehicle, there was no trace of Coco.
Song Shuang is a liberal arts student and is good at imagining. In her tragic story, Coco was kidnapped by a dirty and sinister old man riding a three-wheeler, tied up by her feet and thrown into the carriage, looking desperately at the people rushing by outside.
In the street scene, the crying call of "Mom" is still echoing in the ears. Ke Ke was caught by the old man in a suburban shack, killed, skinned and boiled, and died with his eyes closed...
Thinking of this, Song Shuang's heart was as sharp as a knife.
Suddenly the phone rang, it was my best friend and classmate Peng Peng.
Song Shuang answered the phone listlessly: "Pengpeng, what's the matter? I'm in a bad mood today and can't think of anything."
"Song Shuang, Coco has been found!" The voice over there was loud, and there were dogs barking in the background.
Song Shuang jumped up in excitement: "What, Coco has been found!"
"Yes, it was stolen by a migrant worker who picked up rags. Xiaowei and I are guarding it here, downstairs at No. 13, Lishui Yaju Community. You don't know, Ke Ke is so pitiful. There are injuries all over her body and she is tied up.
Hold the rope."
"I'll be there soon, please protect Coco!" Song Shuang put down his cell phone and pulled out jeans and a small shirt from the closet. He didn't have time to put on makeup and comb his hair, so he washed his face, rushed out of the house with unkempt hair, and met a car on the river.
The car with O license plate drove into the family area and hurriedly stopped him: "Uncle Wan, take me somewhere, it's urgent!"
Wan Xudong opened the car door: "Get in the car, where are you going?"