Lu Mingfei limped along the unfamiliar stone road, surrounded by antique traditional buildings. There were several stalls with bronzes from the Western Zhou Dynasty or last week. The boss sat aside, waiting for the fat fish to take the bait.
This is an antique street near Shilan Middle School. It is famous for being a scammer. Most of the people in it are nickel alloys with a little lead, but they insist that they are gold.
In fact, there are some genuine products, most of which are puddle products fished out by fishermen when fishing. Don’t even think about missing them.
For a child in the first grade of junior high school, this kind of place is almost unattractive. Lu Mingfei touched his arm, and there were already bruises on the place where he was injured just now.
Lu Mingfei recalled what happened just now. He and Lu Mingze had just finished school when they were surrounded by people not far from the school.
The leader was the classmate who had a conflict with him in the class before. Instead of suing the teacher, he chose a way that seemed more relieving: find someone to beat up the Lu brothers.
"Shuangsha of the Lu family, I will stake you out today."
The classmate who blocked him was named Qian, and his first name was Xinxin. He had a somewhat scruffy appearance. Some classmates privately called him "gorilla" and his personality was as irritable as an orangutan.
With an arrogant expression on his face, Qian Xinxin led a group of high school students to surround the Lu brothers. Lu Mingfei heard that this guy lived up to his name, his family was rich, and his father was a big boss, but he didn't expect that he
Will do this kind of thing.
"Brother, what should we do?"
"Do you still remember what the instructor said?"
Lu Mingfei recalled what the instructor said when he taught them Juntiquan at the summer camp:
"Don't think you can hit ten if you learn some boxing skills. There are more people than you. Run away. Do you understand?"
As exquisite boxing skills were meaningless in front of a large number of people, Lu Mingfei touched the water cup on the side of Lu Mingze's schoolbag and whispered to him:
"Let's run together later."
The next moment, Lu Mingfei picked up the water glass and threw it to the left. The metal water bottle whirled and hit a person on the head. The man wailed and covered his head with both hands, creating a gap in the encirclement.
"Walk!"
The two of them ran towards the gap. Although they were young, at this moment of life and death, they both broke out at a speed far beyond normal. They separated and each chose a path and ran out.
"Damn it, chase me."
Classmate Qian said the standard villain lines and led a group of people to chase after Lu Mingfei. This guy pressed himself on the table. Later he was going to press Lu Mingfei to the ground and tell him who was the right one.
He is the most handsome boy in the class.
A group of people chased each other, and Lu Mingfei got hit on the hand several times. Fortunately, the group of people were chasing him. If it were the fat man Lu Mingze, he would have been surrounded and beaten long ago.
In this way, Lu Mingfei relied on his little remaining physical strength to get rid of the group of people with difficulty, but this also made him lose his way. He had just gone to school these days and had no idea what was going on around the school.
The road to Minzhou City had many twists and turns, and Lu Mingfei was now a little panicked.
"Isn't this Mingfei? Why are you here?"
Lu Mingfei turned around and saw two people sitting at a table on the roadside. One of them he knew was his uncle who suddenly appeared: Lu Ander.
"Xiaolu, what is this?"
"My nephew is studying at Shilan next door."
The person who spoke was the owner of the antique shop next to him. Now Ander's teahouse had just opened and no one came. So Ander could only go out to find someone to chat with. As he went back and forth, he started chatting with the owner of the antique shop next door who was also very busy.
"Shilan is a good school."
The owner of the antique shop looked to be over sixty. He was playing with a string of rosary beads in his hand and chatting with Ander with a smile.
Andra passed Mingfei and looked at the bruises on his arms.
"What, are you being bullied?"
"Uncle De, I'm fine, I fell down on the road."
Lu Mingfei didn't want to cause trouble to this relative who suddenly appeared, and didn't want to say what happened just now.
"Fart, just tell me if you have something to do and I'll solve it for you."
Ander stared directly at Lu Mingfei and patted him gently on the shoulder.
"Just before I said..."
Lu Mingfei was silent for a while, and finally made up his mind. He sniffed, suppressed the urge to cry, and stammered what happened just now.
"Driving raw piles, are you so arrogant at such a young age?"
Driving live piles is pouring living people into the foundation of a building. It is a method of destroying corpses and eliminating traces. Some superstitious people believe that this can bless the quality of the built buildings.
Ender clenched his fist and smashed it on the table, causing the teacup on the table to tremble.
"If he dares to touch you, I will prevent him from seeing the sun tomorrow."
When Ander was angry, Lao Hu, the antique shop owner on the side, thought of something.
"Qian Xinxin, is his father's name Qian Sichuan?"
The owner of the antique shop reacted immediately after hearing the fresh and refined name Qian Xinxin.
"Lao Hu, do you know him?"
Lao Hu twisted his rosary beads and showed an incomprehensible smile, looking like a living god who told fortunes.
"Let me tell you, back then..."
Before Lao Hu opened an antique shop, he also had a side business as a Feng Shui teacher for a while, and he had some of his own connections.
He once heard from a colleague that a rich man wanted to name his son, so he asked a Feng Shui master to read the horoscopes. The Feng Shui master said that his son's five elements were short of gold, so Xinxin was the most suitable name.
"That person is a liar. He has never read a book and just made up Xinxin. In the end, the rich man believed it."
The smile on Lao Hu's face could hardly be suppressed, and Lu Mingfei beside him was also amused and laughed. He did not expect that his classmate's unique name actually came from a scam.
"At that time, this matter became popular in our circle, and everyone felt that Qian Sichuan was taken advantage of."
Ander on the other side listened to Lao Hu's narration and nodded. With such a unique name, I'm afraid this is the only one in Minzhou.
"Don't worry too much. I will pick you up tomorrow. If anyone dares to touch you, I will prevent him from seeing the sun tomorrow."
Ander said goodbye to Lao Hu, pulled Lu Mingfei into the house, took out a hot towel from the kitchen, and handed it to Lu Mingfei.
"First apply some heat, then I'll call Gucheng."
Ander took advantage of Lu Mingfei's inattention to apply a minor injury treatment on him, which made the bruises on his arm much better.
Half an hour later, Lu Gucheng and Lu Mingze met Lu Mingfei in the teahouse who was playing beach landing. Lu Mingfei was dragged back home by his uncle before he destroyed the last plane.
After a few people left, Ander made a call using the landline in the store.
"Hey, yes, it's me. Check someone for me...just send it over by fax."
After a while, it was already the time when the lights were on, and the information Ender needed came belatedly.
The half-bald middle-aged fat man in Ender's file tapped the photo lightly with his finger. He had been too bored recently and planned to find something to do for himself.