The sun is shining brightly, and the sun is as scorching as fire.
Pedestrians were hurrying on the street, and a few young and beautiful girls were holding parasols.
An old minibus drove into the bus station in Shuidiao City. A man in his early thirties and a young man in his early twenties got out of the bus, each carrying a luggage bag.
Follow the flow of people getting off the train towards the station exit.
The man in his early thirties has an unshaven beard and looks very calm. His facial lines are very strong and he is tall. He is about 1.8 meters tall and stands out in the crowd.
The young man in his early twenties is much thinner in comparison, but he also looks energetic. After getting off the car, he stands on tiptoes and looks ahead from time to time. The expression on his face is full of longing for the future, and his eyes are bright.
, he is a little shorter.
Compared with the worn luggage bag held by the man in his early thirties next to him, the luggage bag held by the young man is much newer.
While walking quickly towards the exit of the station, the young man turned around and urged the man in his early thirties, "Brother Meng, hurry up! Your legs are so long, why are you walking so slowly?"
Brother Meng...that is, a man in his early thirties, smiled lightly when he heard this, "Why are you anxious? We have already arrived in the city, are you still anxious?"
The young man chuckled, scratched his head shyly, and said, "No, I want to see Brother Qing soon. I haven't seen him for a long time. By the way, Brother Meng, I heard that Brother Qing is doing very well now.
Do you know how much he can earn in a month now? Can he earn a thousand? "
Brother Meng laughed, "How do I know this? When you see him later, you can ask yourself!"
The young man rolled his eyes and suddenly said: "Well, I think it must be more than a thousand. Otherwise, if you say that he helped his boss find us, can he give us 500 a month? Do you think so?"
Brother Meng: "Ask him yourself later!"
Not long after, the two people came out of the station exit.
At a glance, he saw Zheng Qing standing by the flower bed not far from the station entrance, smoking under the shade of a tree.
Because the weather was hot, Zheng Qing wore simple camouflage pants, a black elastic vest, and a pair of red Nike sneakers.
Simple but not simple?
Probably this style!
The only thing that doesn't fit his overall style...is that he wears too many rings on the fingers of both hands.
On each hand, there are two metal rings.
At first glance, it seems to be at the forefront of trends.
But if you take a closer look, if you are knowledgeable, you will find that the four rings on his hand are all raised. Wearing such a ring on his hand, let alone hitting a person, even if it is hit on the body of a car,
It is estimated that there will be a fist mark left behind.
The effect is similar to finger pointing.
But it is more hidden than the finger tiger, and usually it is not very noticeable.
Brother Meng and the young man who had just come out of the station looked around and saw Zheng Qing under the shade of a tree.
The young man immediately stood on tiptoes and waved to Zheng Qing, shouting excitedly: "Brother Qing! Brother Qing!"
Zheng Qing also saw them.
Zheng Qing puffed on her cigarette, grinned, raised her feet and walked over to meet him.
Soon, the three of them met.
Zheng Qing shouted: "Brother Meng, Shaofeng, you haven't had lunch yet, right? Let's go! I'll take you to dinner!"
As he said that, he reached out to take the luggage bag in Shaofeng's hand. Shaofeng stepped aside with a smile, "No! Brother Qing, this bag is not heavy, I can just carry it myself! Let's go! Let's go to eat, hehe,
I'm really hungry. I want to eat fish for lunch, okay?"
Zheng Qing laughed and didn't fight for his luggage. Hearing this, he led the way and said, "Okay! Catfish stewed with tofu, right? I remember you like this the most."
Shaofeng was even more happy, "Yes, yes! Brother Qing, do you still remember? I thought you had forgotten it a long time ago. You have been out for so many years..."
Zheng Qing smiled and did not answer his words. Instead, she glanced at Zheng Meng beside her and asked, "Brother Meng, are everything okay at home? How are my dad and the others doing?"
Zheng Meng nodded, "Qingzi, your family is fine, don't worry! My second uncle and the others are also in good health, but their addiction to cigarettes is getting heavier and heavier. Now they seem to smoke two packs a day. You can call me later."
If so, tell me something about him! He smoked too much."
Zheng Qing frowned and sighed softly, "Do you think I haven't talked about him? But with his character, who can listen to advice? Forget it, let's not talk about him, let's go! Let's go faster, I
I’ll take you to have a nice meal.”
His motorcycle was parked not far away.
Three big men were riding on it, and the tires were obviously a little overwhelmed and were suddenly crushed a lot.
But it was pretty strong and there was no puncture.
Zheng Qing drove very hard, at lightning speed.
When Zheng Shaofeng got into the car, he smiled and lit the cigarette that Zheng Qing had just given him. As a result... just a few seconds after the car started, Zheng Shaofeng exclaimed: "Fuck, brother, drive slower, I'm smoking.
They were all blown out…”
"Ha ha……"
Zheng Qing laughed heartily.
Zheng Meng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
…
The motorcycle drove to Datong Food Street.
When he got out of the car, Zheng Shaofeng's eyes were staring at the entire food street crowded with pedestrians with novelty and excitement. He smelled the aroma of food wafting in the air, and he swallowed in disappointment.
"Brother Qing, why don't you bring us to such a nice place to eat?" he couldn't help but ask.
Zheng Qing parked the car and led the way with a smile. As he walked, he said: "The hot pot restaurant I told you is on this street. I thought you two were working there with me. I will take you to get familiar with it today."
Wait, it happens that there are many restaurants and delicious food here, so I will bring you to have a try, how about it? Is it lively here? "
Zheng Shaofeng nodded repeatedly, "Yeah, it's so lively. Brother Qing, where are you? Why are there so many people?"
Zheng Meng was also a little curious.
Zheng Qing: "Datong Food Street! Have you heard of it?"
"Ah? This is Datong Food Street? Brother Qing, you didn't lie to me, did you? But hey, there are so many people here! The whole street of restaurants is..."
Zheng Shaofeng was surprised and excited at the same time.
Zheng Qing smiled.
Zheng Meng suddenly asked him in a low voice, "Hey, Qingzi, you said on the phone that Shaofeng and I should come over to watch the scene. Do you usually fight with others?"
Hearing this, Zheng Qing glanced at him, nodded slightly, and lowered his voice, "Brother Meng, let me tell you this! My boss and I are not gangsters, but my boss is open for business and is afraid that someone will come to make trouble.
So, usually nothing happens, but if something does happen, you, Shaofeng, and I will stand up to each other if we should, and we must not be timid!"
After a pause, he looked at Zheng Meng and added: "This is what we earn, you know, right? If you give in once, even if you are my cousins, you will have to pack up and leave."
Zheng Meng was silent and nodded slightly.
Zheng Shaofeng suddenly came to the other side of Zheng Qing and said nonchalantly: "Brother Qing, don't worry! Brother Meng and I may not be able to do other things well, but when it comes to fighting, hey, we have been training since we were young. Who have we been afraid of?"