After coming out of the empty construction site, Qian Wen and Han Chunming went home. Cheng Jianjun hung behind, far away, hiding his head and tail along the way, covering up his new look. He was so proud of his face that he was afraid of being embarrassed.
At six o'clock, when the streets and alleys were busy, Mr. Guan was playing chess in the old place at the entrance of the alley, surrounded by a circle of old men.
Qian Wen passed by on his bicycle and took a look. He saw that the situation was very good and he was about to kill the enemy, so he didn't bother him and left with Han Chunming with a smile.
When they arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, they said goodbye to Han Chunming, and Qian Wen pushed his bicycle into his small courtyard.
The car stood next to the wall, and I patted the dust on my hands. Seeing that they were still very dirty, I took out a copper basin and washed my hands. Then I splashed water on the dry ground of the small courtyard to suppress the dust.
I went to the kitchen and drank two sips of cold water, took out a small watermelon from the corner, cut it in half, and ate it with a spoon.
“Comfortable~”
In the summer, don't feel too comfortable eating a piece of red, sweet watermelon.
A few more big holes were dug in succession.
At the entrance of Dazayuan Hutong, Cheng Jianjun came back from hiding. He rode his bicycle in an awkward manner. When he met an acquaintance, he would either turn his head or look at the sky.
He finally reached the entrance of the hospital. When he heard the sound of chess playing, his head hurt now. These uncles basically watched him grow up. If they saw his nose was bruised and his face was swollen into a pig's head, they might stop him and ask questions.
, he will be embarrassed by then.
He gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and stepped hard. The chain of the bicycle rattled, and Cheng Jianjun rode over with a whoosh.
No one looked at him, no one noticed him. Cheng Jianjun breathed a sigh of relief. It was just fine that he didn't notice him.
He didn't dare to stop at all. He just wanted to run away and run home and stay there until his face healed.
As for how Qian Wen and Han Chunming humiliated him... Cheng Jianjun, who was carrying his bicycle to move into the courtyard, flashed through Qian Wen's mind. He was suffocated, powerless, scared, and weak. He gritted his teeth and said, "Han Chunming even humiliated you."
Me, your job depends on me, don’t let me seize the opportunity!"
For Qian Wen, a flash of fear flashed from the depths of his eyes. He was afraid of being beaten. If he couldn't defeat Qian Wen at once, he didn't dare to try it casually. The price would be too high.
While Cheng Jianjun was thinking, carrying his bicycle to the front yard, an exclamation made him withdraw his thoughts.
"Ah, Jianjun, what's going on?"
In the front yard, the only way to pass, at the public water tap, there are four or five old women who are fetching water, washing vegetables, and preparing to cook dinner.
After that, screams of exclamation, like five hundred ducks, exploded in his ears. The noise and discussion made him disgusted.
"Who hit you so hard that your eyes were swollen? They were like walnuts."
"The corners of my mouth are broken!"
"My face is also swollen, and there are fingerprints on it."
"My whole face seems to be swollen. Jianjun, have you been robbed? Why is it like this?"
"Yeah, why are there wounds on your face? Are you just slapping me in the face?"
Cheng Jianjun was confused. Why was he hiding all this time? Wasn't it just for his own image? It's fine now. There's no need to hide anymore. People around him will know that Cheng Jianjun turned into a pig in at most an hour. He was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
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I don’t know how to spread the word later, or where to put his face in the future.
This made Cheng Jianjun, who was as proud as the sky, even more uncomfortable than killing him.
Cheng Jianjun's face was already bruised and swollen, but with this anger, Cheng Jianjun's face became redder and more swollen, and he began to have chest tightness.
Without saying a word, Cheng Jianjun lowered his head and pushed his bicycle hurriedly towards the backyard.
"What happened to this child? Is he injured like this?" Chunming's mother was also washing vegetables. She couldn't bear to look at Cheng Jianjun when she saw his nose and face were bruised and swollen.
"Who knows, I'm so proud and arrogant that I don't even bother to say a word every time I come back." The aunt said disdainfully.
"I guess he was bullied by people in the work unit. Who among us in the same hospital knows about his character of putting down others and flattering others? Maybe those words offended someone, so he blocked the alley after get off work and gave him a beating." A middle-aged woman lowered her voice and said.
"Okay, okay, a bunch of women are doing nothing, just take your water."
Uncle Guo, who lives in the front yard and is standing at the door, is fanning his cattail leaf fan and shouting.
He looked at the back of Cheng Jianjun who was walking in a hurry, and then walked towards the gate with his head shaking.
At Han Chunming's house, Han Chunming heard the news that Cheng Jianjun was back, but he didn't show up. He hid deliberately. If they met at this time, he and Cheng Jianjun would only be embarrassed and unhappy.
The sky was getting darker and the temperature was getting cooler. As expected, the fact that Cheng Jianjun was beaten into a pig's head was no longer a secret, and the news spread among the neighbors.
No one involved spoke, and what was said outside was that a group of demons were dancing wildly. Each family had different theories, each one more bizarre than the last.
After all, beatings of this level are relatively rare, specifically for blowing on the face.
Cheng Jianjun's family.
The air pressure in the house is very low. Cheng Jianjun's parents and younger brother are back. Cheng Jianjun's mother is knocking on Cheng Jianjun's door, "Bah, bang, bang, Jianjun, please open the door. Who hit you? Tell me, what are your parents doing?"
You decide!"
"Pa bang bang~~"
No matter how many times he knocked, the door to Cheng Jianjun's room was tightly closed and no one made a sound inside.
"His father, Jianjun won't be able to think about it, inside..."
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. Cheng's mother turned to look at her husband and said anxiously.
"Get out of the way and I'll open the door."
As soon as these words came out, Cheng's father's expression changed. He pulled away from his wife and was about to break in.
"Can you please leave me alone, I just want to be alone!
Can you please be quiet for a while? I can’t die, I can’t die, I can’t die, don’t worry~~”
In the room, Cheng Jianjun roared. At this time, all his anger was directed at his parents and family members, and he was helpless and furious.
His brother was startled and took two steps back.
Father Cheng and Mother Cheng looked at each other and just said something. They hurriedly approached the door and looked through the gap, "Jianjun, please open the door and let me and your father take a look at you.
There are rumors in the hospital that you were beaten, your nose was bruised and your face was swollen, and you were bleeding. Mom is worried, let’s go to the hospital."
Since they got off work, Cheng Jianjun has locked the door tightly. Until now, they have not seen their son to see how injured he was.
There was no sound in Cheng Jianjun's room again, and everything returned to calm.
Cheng's mother looked at her husband anxiously, and Cheng's father gave his wife a calm look. As long as the son spoke, at least his life was not in danger, let him come, "Jianjun, if you have anything to do, tell me, it's really not possible."
Let’s go to the police station and we will definitely be able to..."
“Go away, everyone, go away~~”
Cheng Jianjun, who was in the room, was beating the bed hard. What's the point of going to the police station to find the police? Fights are common, and most of them are verbal education. If he goes there, he will be a sheep in the tiger's mouth. Isn't a fat beating enough? Still thinking?
Let him be beaten again.
Cheng Jianjun's parents had nothing to do.
……………
It became completely dark.
The mosquitoes on the street are making a steady sound and are constantly surrounding people, which is extremely annoying.
Mr. Guan, the nine-door admiral, ordered another dish. He really couldn't bear the bites of the mosquitoes. "No more, no more, Xiao Ning, come here."
Mr. Guan stood up, straightened his back, stretched out his hand to swat the mosquitoes from his ears, turned around and walked home happily.
"Mr. Guan, is this going to stop? Take out your mosquito repellent and let's continue." Lao Zhang, who had just played chess with Mr. Guan, saw that Mr. Guan was about to leave, and shouted with a smile.
"Don't even think about buying my mosquito repellent for free. You're afraid of mosquito bites. If you spend money to buy it, you'll get a few cents from it." Mr. Guan didn't even look back, and he shook his head one step at a time. He wanted to be as comfortable as possible.
"Maybe we can get it for free," Lao Zhang said with a smile without feeling ashamed at all.
Mosquito repellent grass is made by Qian Wen using wild mugwort mixed with some mosquito repellent wild grasses.
Burn a small section at a time to repel mosquitoes.
Qian Wen usually brings back these unwanted weeds from the wild, braids them, and buys them to earn some money.
A 1.5-meter-long piece costs 50 cents. This side job is just average. Those with children at home will buy it, while those without children will tolerate it and do it themselves.
In the small courtyard, Qian Wen was cooking steamed meat in the kitchen. Ever since he gained the new ability "Strength", he now felt a sense of fatigue without eating meat for three days. Eating rice and noodles alone was not enough.
With a creak, Qian Wen heard the sound of the door opening and closing, and then the old man's voice came.
"What are you doing? It smells so good?"
"Steamed pork with vermicelli." Qian Wen replied with a smile.
“Good food to go with the wine.
Did you know that Cheng Jianjun was beaten when he came back from get off work? I heard that the beating was quite serious.
You should also be careful on the way back from get off work. I know that you are good at martial arts, but two fists are no match for four hands." Mr. Guan stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at Qian Wen who was busy, and said.
"Got it." Qian Wen responded lightly and kept beating the egg liquid in the bowl with his chopsticks.
"Huh?" Seeing Qian Wen's uncurious tone, Mr. Guan realized something was wrong. He narrowed his eyes and guessed, "It couldn't be your handiwork, right?"
Qian Wen turned around and said with a faint smile, "Cheng Jianjun anonymously reported that Chunming and I were speculating."
"It's too gentle!" Mr. Guan said directly.
"Your apprentice was there at that time, so he had to leave some thin noodles." Qian Wen said.
"Chunming, this boy is so kind and righteous." Mr. Guan, the admiral of the Nine Sects, snorted.
"There are many ways to deal with Cheng Jianjun. Just eat for a while. You can turn on the radio and listen to some opera first."
Qian Wen turned his head and continued to work. He mainly cooked every meal for himself. He had a big appetite and the old man couldn't eat much.
Soon, it’s time to eat.
Two people, a pot of wine, a few appetizers, listening to opera, drinking together leisurely under the bright moon.
Time flies, and everything goes a lot faster.
Ever since Fatty beat up Cheng Jianjun, Cheng Jianjun has never stabbed him again. He avoids Qian Wen every day when he goes out and in. Even if he accidentally bumps into him, he nods with a smile and doesn't look like he blames him at all.
But Qian Wen knew that Cheng Jianjun was like a poisonous snake. Just because he didn't jump didn't mean he was safe. He might not have found the opportunity.
As for Han Chunming and Cheng Jianjun, they got back together a few months later. Han Chunming said that it was Cheng Jianjun who took the initiative to talk to him.
I really don’t know what Cheng Jianjun is trying to sell.
But Qian Wen was waiting for the next punch to send him to jail.
In addition to going to and from get off work and maintaining relationships in the factory, Qian Wen also started to have sex with the director of the nearby police station.
By a very accidental coincidence, he made friends with Director Hao and spent two hours each time two days a week teaching Director Hao's daughter English.
Moreover, his business of buying and selling, going to the countryside to collect eggs and selling them to the supply department of the factory, started again privately.
This time it was a long-term transaction. After such a long period of time, he had already established channels and maintained the relationship. It would not happen again like last time when a mere anonymous reporting call resulted in the investigation by the security department.
As long as the industrial and commercial authorities do not take action to catch individuals and seize the stolen goods, there will be no problem at all.
The participants include Han Chunming, Li Chengtao, Cai Xiaoli, and half of them.
When it was broken, it was still 10% of the original profit.
The reason why he didn't take Cai Xiaoli with him at first was because he wanted Taozi to take advantage of his wealth and capture Cai Xiaoli in one fell swoop. He didn't expect that this kid had a thief heart but no courage, so he just didn't take action. Qian Wen was so angry that he kicked him.
Finally, Cai Xiaoli was added. Cai Xiaoli's work was unambiguous and not pretentious at all.
This transaction happened at least once a month. After each transaction, the four of them paid a total of thirty dollars to Qian Wen to smoothen the relationship and manage things.
Qian Wen's side business has not stopped, and he has added a few more. After get off work, if there is nothing urgent, he will ride his bicycle directly to the Temple of Heaven to draw sketches for the couples who come to "take pictures of the mother-in-law" to earn extra money.
Not to mention, falling in love really makes people lose their minds, and this little flirtation made his business surprisingly good.
Or we can make a variety of beautiful grass rings and couple bracelets. The prices are a little lower, but they are also good buys.
Coupled with his other side businesses, his small treasury is rising steadily.
In the work unit, he also had less things to do, especially when he was working the night shift one time, he caught five thieves and beat them to the ground. Not only did his salary increase, but he also had less things to do. In the security department, he became a money man from a small amount of money.
, except for the section chief Xu Jianye, everyone changed their name to brother.
Because those five thieves who entered the factory and stole things were a bit miserable.
It seems that all he needs is a wife.
At his age, he was sunny, handsome, and had a serious job. There were many matchmakers, but Qian Wen rejected them all with a smile, saying he was not in a hurry to get married.
Even Mr. Guan, the Admiral of the Nine Gates, asked him once, but Qian Wen just responded, "I understand."
Why don't you tell the lazy cat to go back to China? I'll get married in a minute and play with the cat.
The old man has been exchanging letters with his biological son abroad, not many, maybe only one letter every half a year. Qian Wen has also read the letters. The old man has the intention of calling his granddaughter, the lazy cat, back to him, as he does not want his granddaughter to become a foreigner.
Time flies, and time flies by.
Time came to 1977 unknowingly.
Summer 1977, early August.
Qian Wen had just finished his night shift and appeared from the alley entrance on his bicycle, heading home.
Passing by the entrance of the courtyard, an exclamation caught Qian Wen's attention.
"Meng Xiaoxing, what are you doing?"
Han Chunming's tone was hurried, as if Meng Xiaoxing was doing something that shocked him.
"You've made such a big move, why don't you get up and dismantle my bike!"
"What are you doing? Have you forgotten what you said last night?" Meng Xiaoxing said in dissatisfaction as she was pushed away.
"What did I say? I just talked about the bicycle I saved for eight yuan."
"This is incredible. I'll give you eight yuan and I can get this bicycle."
"Go, go, let's play!"
"You go and play, I finally took it apart. Find me a sack and I'll put it away."
Meng Xiaoxing chased Han Chunming away and continued to dismantle the bicycle in front of Han Chunming's house.
Han Chunming is about to cry but has no tears. He is so talkative. What did he do last night? Now he is thinking about the bicycle.
"Hello, is it so lively early in the morning?"
Qian Wen stood not far away, watching this happy scene with interest.