Cheng Xiaoyu smiled bitterly and pointed at Cui Xiaobian, who was squatting in the corner and scratching his ears and cheeks. He looked very similar to the monkey on the monkey mountain in the park.
"Here, it's this guy."
Cheng Xiaoyu's impression of Gu Yu gradually changed as he got to know her better.
At first, on the bus, I just felt that the other person was dressed coquettishly, and there was something like a vixen in the corner of his eyes and eyebrows; in Xinglong Village, Gu Yu's temperamental performance gave people a pleasing feeling; in Longhai, he went to Xi Yu's
On the way, the other party worked hard for the promise, and she looked like a heroic heroine.
A hero is not judged by his origin, nor is he judged by his career. Although Cheng Xiaoyu is almost certain that what Gu Yu has now does not come from herself, it still does not prevent him from admiring such a woman from the bottom of his heart. This society has long been
In a society that laughs at poverty but not at prostitution, you can be criticized behind your back by some people, but you must not boast of being aloof and become someone at the bottom of the society that no one will take a serious look at.
"Oh." Gu Yu came over curiously and saw some glass fragments mixed in the other person's hair. He wanted to help take it out with good intentions, but Cui was hit by Zhu Dachang and refused to fight back.
Pigtails, with anger rising in his eyes, rolled his eyelids and slapped Gu Yu's arm with his big palm-like hand.
Cheng Xiaoyu witnessed with his own eyes how ferocious Cui Xiaobian was, and he managed to retaliate with a slap. In any case, Gu Yu could barely be regarded as his friend. If something happened in his store, he would not be afraid of trouble, mainly because of his little casualness.
Relationships that are built up over time will eventually disappear.
"Cui Xiaobian..." Zhu Dachang on the side only had time to shout. Cheng Xiaoyu was closest to the two of them. His index finger and middle finger were together, his left arm stretched forward, and his two fingers poked Cui Xiaobian's palm. Having seen how powerful the opponent was, Cheng Xiaoyu
It took more than half of the strength that could easily pierce the board.
"Pfft!" After a very weird sound, Zhu Dashang rushed over, raised his hand to shine on Cui Xiaobian and started to torture again: "My uncle, who told you to hold hands, who told you to do it, you deserve to be beaten...
"
"Oh my God, I'm going to..." Cui Xiaobian did not resist this time, but jumped up, covering his hands and face, showing the pain.
Zhu Dachang was stunned for a moment when he saw the blood dripping on the ground, and then nervously grabbed Cui Xiaobian's hand with a concerned look on his face: "What's going on? What's going on? Let me see..."
The daily beatings and scoldings are just superficial, but at the critical moment, Zhu Dashang's concern for Cui Xiaobian is definitely not an expression of emotion in a normal relationship.
Over there, Cheng Xiaoyu stretched out his hand to pull Gu Yu behind him. When he saw that she was fine, he came forward and said apologetically: "Let's go to the hospital." He didn't want to do this either. He just subconsciously wanted to save people, and he didn't want to.
I don't know how thick Cui Xiaozhen's skin is, so it was unintentional to hurt him.
When Cui Xiaobin saw Cheng Xiaoyu, he subconsciously shrank back. At this time, Zhu Dachang also opened his fists that were clenched due to pain. The two broken skins, which were not deep, were like scratches with a blunt instrument, and there was blood.
There wasn't much bleeding. It was probably because Cui Xiaobin had never been injured or felt any pain that he had such a big reaction.
"Brother Yu, it's okay. I'll just take him to the clinic over there and bandage it." Zhu Dashang glanced at Cheng Xiaoyu's left hand for a long time. Others didn't know that Cui Xiaobian had rough skin and thick flesh, but he knew it very well.
Cui Xiaobin has been a wild child since he was a child, and his brain is not very easy to use. He is the product of the marriage of a pair of cousins in a neighboring village. However, these cousins also have a family-hered neurosis. One of them accidentally set the house on fire, and both of them died. Zhu Dachang
I took him in because I saw how pitiful this child was. He was born with great strength and was called a fool by the children in the village. No one played with him. When he was fine, he just rubbed his body against the bark of the big tree in the yard. In his words,
It's said to be tingling, it's so comfortable.
With such a weirdo at home, Zhu Da was often afraid of being the boss, so he left him a pigtail on the back of his head. This is how Cui pigtail got his name. Over time, the child's skin became rougher and rougher.
The bark of the trees was rubbed off by him, and he developed a body of steel and iron. As he grew older, he began to run into the mountains to 'fight' with wild beasts. His anger became more and more violent. Fortunately, there was Zhu Dachang who could suppress him.
No one provokes him, and he won't make trouble for others. He can eat and drink. If Zhu Dachang didn't have some status in the village, he really wouldn't be able to support him with rations alone. After picking up such a burden, people in the village say he is extremely clever and plots against others.
In his heart, Zhu Da often made miscalculations, but Cui Xiaobian had a very special quirk that immediately sealed everyone's mouths.
Cui Xiaobin's skin is as wrinkled as tree bark, and he looks like he is unhygienic. In fact, this guy has mysophobia or the kind of perfect neatness disorder. In Zhu Dachang's house, it is spotless from inside to outside. He has nothing to do all day long.
Cleaning up, when the time of spring planting and autumn harvest comes, Zhu Dachang's rice field is always the neatest and neatest. Cui Xiaobin would like to lie down in the field when he has nothing to do, cleaning one corn stalk after another.
Because of this, Zhu Dachang's ex-wife did not complain every day because he had a "rice-bastard" in the family. Zhu Dachang sent the township chief's support to the fence, and he himself was criticized for his life style. His wife divorced, and Zhu Dachang went abroad.
Living in the world, without his unexplained income, the family would definitely not be able to support Cui Xiaobian, which is why Cui Xiaobian came to the city to play.
Zhu Dachang has no children. On weekdays, I see him beating and scolding Cui Xiaobin, but in fact he treats the other person as his own child. Innocence is a rare quality. Others cannot understand Cui Xiaobian's simplicity, but Zhu Dachang can understand it. He fucks me.
- It is said that it belongs to our dynasty, and Cui Xiaozhen is the only one.
Zhu Da often pulled Cui Xiaozi out. Cui Xiaozi, who had always been ignorant and did not know what fear was, now secretly glanced at Cheng Xiaoyu, especially his left hand, and there was something in his eyes that ordinary people would call fear.
After exiting the door of Daewoo Electronics, Zhu Da often showed a slightly distressed expression: "Does it hurt?"
"My dynasty, this kid is awesome."
"Get out of here, you kid. This is our boss, the God of Wealth, who is in charge of our food. Do you understand? Be more honest with me in the future, otherwise you and I won't have anything to eat. You have to listen to him, do you understand?" Zhu Dachang
He gave Cui Xiaobin a blow on the back of his head, and the worry just now turned into happiness now. This Cui Xiaobin can't be manipulated by anyone except himself, and he doesn't know the heights of the world. It's okay if he doesn't obey the boss's control. He's fine now. Look at this attitude.
Cheng Xiaoyu was very scared and would not be afraid of this kid being disobedient in the future.
"I can't handle him. I can't avoid him from now on."
Zhu Dachang looked up at the sky and thought to himself: I hope Cheng Xiaoyu can accept this child. I will wholeheartedly support you. Are you hypocritical or true and kind at heart? Brother Yu, this can be regarded as a reverse assessment of my boss as a migrant worker, right?
At this moment, Zhu Dachang's eyes were less chaotic than before and a little more clear.
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