"Move in, hold it with both hands, don't use your hands or feet. Fang Tianyu stood there, pointed to the door, and ordered Xiaoming to bring it in.

is used to it, that's what Lai Damin asked them to do back then. At that time, Lai Damin played the dual role of a strict master and a loving father, not only requiring them to ensure that their academic performance must be in the top five of the class, but also behaving in a decent manner.

"Hmph, my dad asked for it, didn't he also covet a little cheap later, besides, I was young at that time, and there was no Internet world...... Xiaoming thought unconvinced, and had no choice but to get those things.

When he got the things and fell to the ground, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, which was full of books and magazines, as well as some scrap newspapers.

His fingers moved, and those fingers were white and slender, almost the fingers of a pianist, but the fingers had been knocked out of the keyboard for a long time.

The feelings for my brother are very special, not only treating him as everything in my life, but also jealous, no, ruthless, hating him to death.

He was so self-righteous that he ruled everything he had like a god, and made a cage with his words and deeds, trapping his active heart inside, and not seeing the slightest sunlight outside.

"Say, what is this?" Fang Tianyu looked at him, his voice a little cold.

Usually he manages him so strictly, and with a bad mood today, it is inevitable that he will be angry with him.

"Brother, what are you talking about, it's to subsidize the family. Xiaoming lowered his head, like a schoolboy who had done something wrong, and his voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it.

This is something he discarded in a government unit opposite the community, and Xiaoming found that the price of this kind of printed matter sold to the scrap yard is very high, a kilogram can be sold for 5 yuan, which is much higher than a mineral water bottle or something.

Where can Fang Tianyu believe this kind of thing, he only felt that his brain was a little swollen, he felt a faint pain, and sleepiness struck, he couldn't help but look at the bedroom, and said with a little anger, "Your task is to study, to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and to do a good internship, this matter is not over, I have to go and see it tomorrow." ”

After speaking, he went to the bedroom, and when he was about to lie down, he explained solemnly, "Pack the dumplings back, just eat five or six, it's too late, you can't eat too much, did you hear it." ”

How many times, he has been like this, and he has added a lot of conditions to this younger brother's love, and once the other party objects, it will either be a lesson in the storm or a violent beating.

Xiaoming lay on the sofa, listened to him lie down, walked up to him quietly, saw him crying outside the window, and reached out to touch his arm.

Fang Tianyu thought about Cheng Fei, Cheng Fei died in the hands of gangsters, that was just the appearance, in his opinion, one was killed by his poor command, and the other was that the big man died for him, although he did everything he had to do. That kind of guilt and self-blame lingered in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more guilty he felt, and when he found that a hand slammed himself, he suddenly rolled over and got up, and the first reaction in his mind was: That guy is coming.

He has just been in the brigade for a long time, and he has not experienced many major cases, so he is still far from being able to practice to the extent that it doesn't matter if he is in front of corpses everywhere and rivers of blood.

The moment he grabbed Xiaoming's arm, he brutally pressed the other party's shoulder, and instinctively blurted out, "Squat, squat, hold your head with both heads......"

"Brother, brother, you have to cover yourself with a blanket, it's windy at night...... Xiaoming pursed his lips in pain and begged for mercy.

Finally when he fell asleep, Xiao Ming fiddled with his mobile phone, opened the QQ pictures, all flashing pictures, after a few glances, his expression suddenly became nervous, one of them asked him to rush to the company at six o'clock tomorrow morning, and the senior management wanted to organize them to hold an emergency meeting. Oh, he's now working for Huaran Electronic Technology Business Company, and he's a budding technician.

In the early morning, he quietly got up, boiled rice porridge over a low fire, so that his brother who had drunk too much nourished his stomach, and then tiptoed out. When he went out, he glanced at the clock in the foyer, and it was past five in the morning.

When the door slammed shut, Fang Tianyu slowly opened his eyes and whispered to himself, "Bastard, why didn't you help me wash my clothes today." ”

Because of work and pressure, he often drank two glasses at that restaurant and went home, Xiaoming sometimes washed his clothes, sometimes he drank too much, and also stripped him naked, helped him to the bathtub in the bathroom, put hot water, and told him to bubble well.

Not today, he rubbed his faintly aching temples, and thought about the case from beginning to end, an ethereal thought got closer and closer, and after a few circles in his heart, he finally fell, and he sat up nervously, "Bastard, it won't be Xiaoming, he, he ......"

The scenes in the Midnight Elf Internet Cafe kept replaying in his mind, those guys were wearing grimace masks one by one, and they couldn't see clearly, but in addition to the woman, there was also the old Huang, the other figures and Xiaoming......

After thinking about it again, I thought of Xiaoming hiding when he touched his body last night, obviously injured, and immediately jumped out of bed and went straight to the window.

He vaguely saw someone entering the hallway, and immediately became vigilant.

It was Xiaoming, he was carrying a silk bag, looking at his watch from time to time, and silently reciting in his heart, "There are still forty minutes, I must go to the company, or I will deduct the bonus, my family's living Hades......"

As soon as he entered the door, Fang Tianyu rushed out of the darkness, clasped one hand around his neck, pressed his shoulder with the other, and asked, "Say, what are you going to do?"

Lai Xiaoming told him to be scared enough, this time he simply didn't hide, pushed him stiffly, shook his hair, and said stubbornly, "Brother, pick up waste, pick up waste, go again, investigate, I also had a fight with others." ”

It turned out that he was worried about the place in the middle of the night that there could be valuable things, so he went early, although he picked up half a bag of things this time, but he encountered a group of middle-aged people, and the two sides did it because of "grabbing the territory".

As he spoke, he unbuttoned his buttons, and through the vest he could see that he was covered in footprints and bruises. He threw the bag aside, pointed to the night outside, and wept bitterly,

"Brother, you're a policeman, I can't fight with others because of scrap, tell me about your ......"

Fang Tianyu's hand hung there like a hanger, he only felt like he had been shocked, he didn't put it down at all, sighed softly, glanced at his scarred appearance, and his tone was much better, "Okay, hurry up and eat." ”

Lai Xiaoming came out of the house, dragged two bags of garbage downstairs, saw that there was a garbage truck coming, and threw it into it, and then took out a wad of banknotes from his pocket, and looked at the lottery station in the distance proudly......