Yang Chen only nodded lightly in response to the shouts and shouts around him. He was restrained, low-key, and unassuming, showing more or less maturity that he should not have at his age, and giving an incomprehensible intuitive impression to the onlookers at the square night market.
The toughness of Shitou's gang, which has been influenced by many years of fighting and killing, not only shocks people's hearts and makes people involuntarily fear them, but also makes Huang Mao and others feel ashamed.
What is a serious mixed society?
The Shitou gang is the most standard answer.
"Yang Zi, what's going on?" Shitou asked his good friend. At the same time, he squinted at a few strangers. He had already guessed what happened.
Yang Chen smiled calmly and said: "It's okay, let them go."
Shitou shrugged helplessly, understanding Fa Xiao's temperament, there was no need to take things seriously, and he would never waste even a little bit of energy on people who didn't need to care. When he should tolerate it, he could tolerate it. He had personally trained Zhang and Zhang who had been training them for many years.
The uncle said that this was the potential of a hero, not the root of anything in the pool. You can't learn from the truth of the stone. He lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and reluctantly put down the word "Go" at the scared little guys. Huang Mao and others were relieved and escaped.
As if leaving.
Panic is like a lost dog.
Not to mention the arrogance and domineering behavior just now, these guys didn't even dare to show the slightest bit of dissatisfaction.
"Your boy has passed the No. 1 Middle School. You're really good. Grandma told us that you are a promising person in our old hospital. The old man is sure of it. I went to the neighboring province to collect a sum of money for Mr. Tan two days ago, but I didn't give it to you in time.
Celebrating, let’s make up for it today, let’s have a few drinks together.” Shitou smiled boldly and was really happy for him.
The handsome man and beautiful woman next to him also shouted that they would not return until they were drunk.
Yang Chen nodded and smiled. The Tan Boss that Shitou mentioned was Tan Jianguo, the top social eldest brother in Xinfeng City. This man's history of struggle is more legendary than that of Zhu San, another top tough guy in Xinfeng, because he came from a grassroots background and started from scratch.
However, Yang Chen is not interested in this. After all, mixed society is a wrong path.
A crooked path...means there are too many risks and uncontrollable factors.
Yang Chen, who grew up in a difficult environment, regards his life as a building that is calculated accurately and cannot be rebuilt. There is no room for error. Therefore, no matter how prosperous he is in No. 9 Middle School, he always has something in mind.
The bottom line is to restrain yourself and not let your life path deviate in the slightest. In private, I have repeatedly advised Shitou to step back from the brink.
Unfortunately, Shitou always says he has his own ideas.
Shitou asked: "Yang Zi, where are you going to have fun?"
Yang Chen pointed to the open-air barbecue stall next to the square and said with a smile: "It's right here. It saves money, is affordable and has a good atmosphere."
The surrounding group of "Tan family" Ma Zai who were following Shitou immediately shouted that it was no good. How could it be so shabby to celebrate Brother Chen? Shitou waved his hand and said, "Yang Zi said it is here, this is it."
A dozen or so tough men of five or three sizes immediately stopped talking.
This group of unruly men, who were three to five years older than Shitou, accepted Shitou not only because Shitou was the most capable "top horse" under Mr. Tan, but also because Shitou's loyalty and manly style made them admire him even more.
Everyone chose the nearest open-air barbecue stall according to Yang Chen's wishes. The men and women, No. 17 and 18, occupied three round tables. As soon as they sat down, the customers around them started to tremble as if it was a conditioned reflex. After they had eaten about the same, they checked out in advance and left. Those who came later
, after seeing this situation clearly, he quietly went around to another house to eat.
It looked like a barbecue stall run by a family of four. Yang Chen and his group were soon the only ones left at a dozen round tables. The proprietress who was responsible for ordering, paying, serving food and wine secretly complained, but she had to greet them warmly with a smiling face. Not to mention how depressing she was, ordinary people
It's so frustrating for people to do small business.
However, Shitou's words made the landlady overjoyed.
"I'll take care of your situation tonight. I'll have enough beer for the skewers. Three thousand yuan, is that enough?"
The landlady came back to her senses, nodded her head vigorously, and kept saying "enough is enough, enough is enough". Her anxious heart immediately dropped, and she was glad that these men who looked at them fiercely were so kind-hearted.
Among the younger generation in the fishing industry in Xinfeng City, Shitou, who is only seventeen years old, is the most notorious, but this tough animal never bullies the weak, steals money from students, beats the elderly, or shows off his power with vendors.
What the scum on the countertop can't do, he can't do with a stone.
"I first respect Brother Chen."
Someone stood up with a beer bottle in hand and stared at Yang Chen with a sincere smile.
This man, Yang Chenshu, was Shitou's confidant, nicknamed Huzi. He had spent a few years in Shaolin martial arts school. He was good at fighting and dared to fight. Yang Chen smiled slightly and raised the wine bottle. After the two bottles touched each other, they drank wine with their heads raised.
It was so heroic that the two of them looked like they were going to drink the entire bottle of beer in one go.
The atmosphere instantly became lively and there were loud cheers.
More than a dozen rough guys stared at Yang Chen with a hint of respect and applauded sincerely.
They once looked down on Brother Chen who showed a typical student temperament in front of them, and they couldn't figure out why Shitou obeyed this guy. Until last year, their brothers were neatly knocked down one by one by Yang Chen on the small boxing ring in the gym. They have always respected him.
They are the strong ones and are sincerely convinced.
After three rounds of drinking, this group of heroic men raised the atmosphere to the extreme. Hu Zi couldn’t help but slap the table and sing loudly. The tone was not very standard, and the timbre was not even perfect. The hoarse singing voice inspired everyone present to be passionate and even sang.
The seriously run away stone also sang.
What is justice?
Which one is invincible.
It is difficult to determine right from wrong and right from wrong.
Who has the authority to decide.
Heaven and earth can bear witness.
No matter what the background.
Maybe once he takes action, he will influence the world.
Even when he opens his mouth, the air trembles.
The classic song "Invincible" from Young and Dangerous was roared out with a sonorous and impressive momentum by a group of people with inaccurate sounds. Yang Chen, who was the youngest but the most stable and deep among everyone present, was stirred up in his heart and his blood was boiling. After the lyrics,
Aren't these two sentences exactly their dream?
Dreams, always suppress the dreams in your heart.
It's so ridiculous and unrealistic that it's almost obscene.
Yang Chen silently looked around at the passionate men who were singing happily, his eyes swept over the rough and confident faces, and his heart trembled. They were full of hope and confidence for the future, how could he be pessimistic, and dignified men would not fight for their dreams?
Go back and waste your life.
After Yang Chen thought about it, he drank down the glass of wine in silence, and there was a trace of perseverance in his eyes that was not noticed by others.
Late at night, the barbecue stall was littered with cups and plates, and a dozen or so tough men dispersed. Yang Chen and Shitou returned to the old courtyard. The so-called old courtyard was an old courtyard where Yang Chen was born and carried his childhood memories. The courtyard was dilapidated and messy. It was not like the second courtyard in the capital.
Every inch of land in the courtyard house within the ring is so valuable that it was classified as a shanty town at the beginning of the year.
There are eight families in this century-old home. Some support their families by setting up street vendors, and some work as loaders on tricycles. They are all ordinary people at the bottom of society. They really deserve the name "shantytown" which symbolizes poverty. Since their parents rented a house,
After opening a restaurant, the number of times Yang Chen went back to the old courtyard to live in the old courtyard decreased year by year, but his small house of 20 square meters was still clean. It is said that the Xinfeng government began to vigorously renovate shanty towns this year, and small houses of 20 square meters can be replaced.
My parents took notice of the one-bedroom apartment and came back every now and then to clean it.
Shitou, who was dependent on his grandmother, was afraid of disturbing the elderly and affecting the rest of his neighbors, so he went directly to Yang Chen's house without knocking on his own door. The two squeezed into a bed, and as soon as they lay down, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by the old and kind words: "Shitou, Chenchen,
Grandma left dumplings for you. You guys played until midnight and you are probably hungry too. Eat something before going to bed."
Yang Chen quickly got out of bed and opened the door. Grandma Shitou hunched over and presented a plate of still warm dumplings. When Yang Chen caught the porcelain plate, the old man's wrinkled old face was filled with a satisfied smile, and she repeatedly told the two children to eat.
Go to bed early, then turn around and walk towards your home.
A rickety back.
Unsteady steps.
Yang Chen stared at it for a long time, feeling inexplicably sad. He locked the door and put the dumplings on the old coffee table. He turned his face and said to Shitou seriously: "Shitou, for the sake of grandma and for yourself, do something else. Now go this way."
No, it’s over for the rest of your life. Do you want grandma to worry about you every day?”
Shi Shi was silent, his rough face that did not match his age changed slightly, and he could see the guilt and bitterness in it, but he finally calmed down and said slowly: "Yang Zi, just because you are a person who does big things, you don't want to take this wrong path."
I can’t walk either, so I have to walk on.”
Yang Chen was shocked. For the first time, he couldn't see through the crotchless pants.
Shitou smiled, with no regrets. Two years ago, when he was drunk and stayed out all night, Yang Chen rushed into the old house with thick smoke and flames, regardless of the danger, and rescued him from being choked by the smoke and almost died.
Grandma in the sea of fire, at that time he vowed that even if he lost his life, he would open up a world for his good brothers, walk the road that he could not walk, and do the things that he could not do for his good brothers!
"Don't you have any other ideals in this life?" Yang Chen asked.
"Yes, at your feet, looking up to you." Shitou replied very seriously.
