Ever since he lost the competition with Cheng Yu last year, everything has been going wrong for Zhang Bufan.
First, he fell out of favor in school, and all kinds of training resources were drastically reduced. His own training was no longer as good as that of a top martial artist.
Of course, you can't blame the school for this. After all, it was because you lost the game and Luoxia Valley, and everyone's resources were limited.
This should be the reason why everyone is angry with him.
Zhang Bufan also felt guilty about this. He talked less throughout the day and wanted to hide away from everyone he saw.
However, these were nothing. What suddenly caused his life to collapse was his father's accident. That was the beginning of his nightmare.
That morning, junior brother Wang Yu suddenly came to see him.
"Brother, please do something!"
"What's the matter?" Zhang Bufan looked happy.
For many days, few of his fellow seniors and classmates cared to talk to him, and it was good if no one scolded him.
Zhang Bufan always felt that he owed the whole world, but when Wang Yu said this, he became energetic.
I can do a little favor for my brothers and sisters and do something within my ability, which can be considered as a small amount of compensation.
"Our family is moving tomorrow, can your dad help us move the furniture?"
"I don't think it's a big deal. Moving is no problem. I'll take care of it on my senior brother."
Zhang Bufan agreed readily. His father was a freight forwarder, so people and cars just happened to be idle these days.
So, he went home and told his father.
When Zhang's father was young, he was also a martial arts practitioner and had a bold personality, so he readily agreed.
What I didn't expect was that on the way back after helping Wang Yu move the house, an unexpected car accident occurred. The truck collided with a truck pulling stones, causing the truck to be completely destroyed.
When Zhang Bufan heard the bad news, he was no less shocked than a tall building with a height of 10,000 feet.
What a surprise! What a disaster!
Although Zhang's father's legs were disabled and he was paralyzed from a high position, due to the nature of father and son, Zhang Bufan and his son did not complain to anyone.
At the age of seventeen, Zhang Bufan began to take charge of the family at a young age and shouldered the burden of the family.
In order to treat his father, Zhang Bufan borrowed money from time to time and owed a huge debt.
Kill to pay for life, debt to pay for money, this money must be repaid.
Zhang Bufan gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, "We can't learn this lesson! Go make money!"
He doesn't know anything else but boxing.
After asking around, he found a place where he could make money by doing black boxing.
After the first few games, he earned some money and saw hope in life.
However, life is not as simple as he thought.
Dissatisfied
Masters are guilty, but if you don’t believe there are masters in this world, you are guilty even more.
What happened next made him realize what it means to be outside the world and there are people outside the world. The opponent he met that day was extremely powerful and ruthless.
That fierce battle was so brutal that when I think about it now, it still makes Zhang Bufan tremble.
It was in that battle that he lost his right arm and his left leg.
Not only did he lose his source of livelihood, but his family's debts also accumulated, and he fell deeply into the quagmire of debt.
The opening of the Luoxia Valley hot spring project rekindled Zhang Bufan's hope in life, and he found his former principal Song Jiyu.
"Principal!" Zhang Bufan stood in front of Song Jiyu, still a student as before. On his face, he not only showed respect, but also guilt and a trace of inferiority.
Song Jiyu acted very coldly, "Don't call me principal, the martial arts school is no longer mine. I have already lost everything to my second brother!"
From the tone of voice, we can also hear Song Jiyu's hatred for what happened in the past.
For a moment, the scene was a little awkward, and the two of them fell into silence at the same time.
It was Zhang Bufan who broke the silence first, "Principal, no matter you are the principal or not, in my heart, you will always be. Your education for students will be engraved in my heart. I have no choice but to do it. My father is paralyzed on the bed now, and so am I.
No way? Can you help me arrange some work? You can give me any amount, I..."
"Okay, okay!" Song Jiyu waved his hand impatiently.
He didn't want to hear Zhang Bufan talk any more, "Bufan, I know you came here for the hot spring project, but look at what you look like now."
Song Jiyu shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Oh! It's not that Song won't help you. Let's go to the construction site and find Wang Yu. He is your junior brother and let him help you make arrangements based on your situation!"
"Thank you, principal! Thank you, principal!"
No matter what, Principal Song still remembered the relationship between teachers and students in the past, and did not stand by and watch.
Zhang Bufan bowed and saluted repeatedly, thanked him profusely, and left.
Song Jiyu looked at the limping and thin figure and couldn't help but shake his head and sighed, "Oh, what a good kid, he's a waste!"
In Zhang Bufan's opinion, Wang Yu was pretty good to him. He shouted to his senior fellow apprentices one after another, "Brother, you just come to me. In fact, to be honest!"
Wang Yu was sitting on a very large armchair.
It seems that his posture is very comfortable.
This is a temporary color steel plate room with only a desk, a few broken stools, and a bed propped up against the wall.
The chair Wang Yu is sitting on is not one of the most luxurious pieces of furniture here, but the only one. It can be judged that he is the most noble person here.
"Senior brother, to tell you the truth, even if you don't go to the principal but come to me directly, junior brother must make arrangements for you!"
Having said this, he sat up straight again, "Because you took good care of me in the past, so now I should repay you!"
"Yes, yes, I knew that my junior brother would not leave him alone!"
Zhang Bufan kept saying complimentary words. He knew in his heart that this job was very important to his family.
"Don't worry, senior brother, my godfather said, I have the final say on everything here. From now on, you can just stay here and instruct them to put the cement, sand, steel bars, etc. on their backs and put them in place. It will be fine."
Easy.”
Wang Yu was like a commander, arranging Zhang Bufan's work. When he said this, he pondered for a moment.
"As for the salary, three hundred per month, you think it's okay!"
Hearing this number, Zhang Bufan was a little surprised, "But the mountaineering workers only have six to seven hundred per month. I don't..."
To be honest, three hundred yuan a month is not enough for a family to eat, and they also have to pay off debts.
"Brother, you have to be satisfied when you are a human being!" Wang Yu waved his hand to stop Zhang Bufan from continuing, "People who carry mountain workers have the hands and feet to carry them. How can you compare with them? They travel more than 100 miles a day and carry more than 100 kilograms on their backs.
The goods, can you do it?"
Wang Yu's painful remarks are all based on understanding.
Zhang Bufan was speechless for a while, "Me! Alas!"
"That's right, senior brother, you must know how many bowls of rice you need to eat. Let's do this. Starting from tomorrow, you will work from 10 am to 11 pm every day. This is your working time. I'm afraid you won't have enough food.
Bring dry food, you know that there are few people at our construction site, so we don’t have a team..."
"knew!"
Zhang Bufan had no intention of listening any more, so he turned around and walked away silently. Based on his understanding of Wang Yu, it would be useless to say more.
Now, I have been working for almost a month.
Thinking of these past events, Zhang Bufan tightened his belt with one hand. He had long been accustomed to doing everything with his left hand, and his stomach was empty.
He had to get off work in half an hour, and he still had to ride for more than two hours to get home. Fortunately, he still had a broken bicycle, otherwise, he would really not be able to survive this day.
It was said that we went up until eleven o'clock, but in fact, around ten o'clock, the mountain carriers completed their two tasks and went back down the mountain to go home.
Zhang Bufan found a place with leeward wind, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and took a nap.
In the wooden house, Wang Yu and his godfather were whispering.
The godfather's face showed confusion, confusion, and dissatisfaction at first, but soon turned happy, and then showed a lewd expression from time to time, "Hey, you kid, I didn't expect you to be so bad, hehe...