Liu Yun'er saw Hou Yan walking towards the door angrily, and followed closely, still holding a freshly peeled ham in her hand.

"What were you doing?"

"It's funny, it likes me so much!" Liu Yun'er said happily.

Hou Yan pointed to the ham in Liu Yun'er's hand and said in surprise: "You use this to tease the dog?"

"yes, it likes to eat. ”

"I don't want to eat anything, you actually take it to feed the dogs?"

Hou Yan has grown up poor since he was a child, even if he is now a bounty of 30 million and is a little rich, there are many values that are still difficult to erase, to put it bluntly, he is afraid of poverty.

"Then I'll give you something to eat!" Liu Yun'er stuffed the ham into Hou Yan's hand.

"......" Hou Yan took the ham, ate it in three or two clicks, and burped.

Hou Yan simply took a few pieces of equipment in the car, in fact, there was a pistol at the bottom, he wanted to take it, but was stopped by Ai Qing in time, even if there was a big hatred, he would never use the hot weapon.

"Yun'er, my parents are looking for you, I want to talk to you, go back quickly!"

Hou Yan is not Ai Qing, nothing has Liu Yun'er's habits, if it were Jiang Yulian, he might still consider it, and even if he wanted to take Liu Yun'er, Ai Qing would not necessarily agree.

"Really, uncle, aunt looking for me, why didn't you say it earlier?" Liu Yun'er said reproachfully, and then ran towards the house in small steps.

The village itself is not very big, there is no need to drive at all, the distance from his house to the village committee is only a 10-minute walk, and the driving is too public, it is easy to attract the attention of others, and it is not good for the action of waiting for a while.

Walking on this familiar and unfamiliar country road, in the past few years since he left, the village has changed a lot, the biggest change is that there are a lot fewer people, he has not met any acquaintances along the way, and no one will care about free-range chickens and ducks running around on the street.

When he was a child, Hou Yan often stole sweet potatoes and corn with a few good partners, and then hid under a big tree in the west of the village to make a fire and barbecue.

At that time, life was so carefree, and nothing could restrain him every day except for the fear of seeing Niu Dali.

After so many years, he didn't want to go back to Niu Dali's troubles, he was ignorant when he was a child, so why bother to take it seriously when he grew up.

But Niu Dali bullied his parents while he was away and robbed his family's land, if he guessed correctly, the bank card that Hou Yan mailed back many years ago should have been taken away by their old Niu family, which was simply forcing his parents to a dead end, and this revenge had to be avenged.

Hou Yan came to the door of the village committee, saying that it was the village committee, but in fact it was a farmhouse, the original village committee was a small public square, which could be used by adults and children to play at the door.

No one in the village dared to say anything, and many people who were not used to him had nothing to do with him, so they had to leave the village and go to other places to find another way to make a living.

The freshly painted paint on the iron door more than one person high, and the unpleasant stench could be clearly smelled from ten meters away.

Hou Yan kicked open the greasy iron gate, and there was the sound of several men shouting in the room, as well as the sound of rubbing mahjong, and a village committee actually turned into a mahjong hall.

The most fundamental reason why Fu'an Village has become like this is because the village is too remote, too poor, and has a serious population loss, and is in a state of abandonment, and is even about to be removed from the list.

"Leizi, have you heard? The thief from the old Hou family is back. ”

"Is that Hou Yan who has been bullied by us since childhood? Who did you listen to?"

"Aunt Ma, when I went to buy wine just now, she said that Hou Yan also brought back a city girl, who is very good-looking. ”

"Three of a kind!"

"Hu!"

Hou Yan stood at the door of the village committee, and saw several shirtless young people in the room through the doors and windows, sitting in office chairs, gathered around the desk, drinking beer and playing mahjong, everyone's face was red and fluttering, and there were three small medicine bottles with rubber tubes under the table, and they did not shy away from talking at all.

The five people in the house, Hou Yan, all knew each other, and four of them were Niu Dali's doglegs, and these four people had been together with Niu Dali since they were children.

But what made Hou Yan curious was the fifth person sitting next to him drinking, this person was named Zhao Song, with a thin body, a burnt complexion, a pair of small eyes sunken into the eye sockets were dull, and he looked like he had been hit hard, and the bottle of liquor in his hand kept pouring into his mouth.

"Do you know this person?" Ai Qing saw Hou Yan standing at the door, staring at Liu Song all the time.

"He was my best friend as a child. ”

Hou Yan didn't knock on the door, because the door lock blocked his current technology at all, he picked the door lock twice, kicked the door open with a violent kick, and the door hit the wall in the house, and the glass on the door shattered to the ground in a flash.

The five people in the room were all startled by this loud noise, and Leizi, who was still playing mahjong just now, hurriedly put away the three small medicine bottles on the soles of his feet, which were the tools they used to take drugs.

"Gambling, drug use. Hou Yan leaned against the wall and said.

"Who the fuck are you? This is the village committee, who are you looking for?" Leizi yelled.

The other three people took out a long steel pipe from under the desk, held it in their hands, and looked at Hou Yan with hideous faces, they didn't mind leaving Hou Yan here, they were the four tyrants of Fu'an Village, and they could do everything in their territory.

Zhao Song dropped the wine bottle in his hand and froze aside, the other four couldn't recognize it, but he and Hou Yan were best friends since childhood, so they recognized Hou Yan at first sight.

He also knew that Hou Yan was back, but the way he was now, he really didn't have the face to see his friend, but he didn't expect Hou Yan to find this place by himself, and he was still aggressive, and he didn't know what to do.

Zhao Song stood up and said to the young men holding the murder weapon: "Brothers, continue to play, don't be angry, this is Hou Yan, they are all his own people, he is here to find me, put down the stick." ”

As he spoke, he snatched the sticks from the hands of several people, threw them on the ground on the side, and then pulled Hou Yan out of the house of the village committee.

"Songzi, you pay for this glass!"

"Okay! No problem!" Zhao Song shouted with a smile outside the door.

Hou Yan and Zhao Song looked at each other for a while, looking at each other, and their attire formed a stark contrast.

Zhao Song was shirtless, wearing big colored pants, with a pair of worn flip-flops under his feet, his feet were covered with sludge, and his body exuded a fishy smell.

Hou Yan was wearing a sky blue shirt, dark gray jeans, and a pair of casual shoes, although the whole body was not a famous brand, but it was also carefully equipped by Ai Qing, and there was a hidden mystery in it.

The two sat on a bench in the courtyard of the village committee, and Zhao Song took out a box of cigarettes for a few yuan and handed it to Hou Yan, and his living situation could only be maintained like this.

Hou Yan didn't shirk it, lit a cigarette, and the strong spicy smell rushed into his throat, choking his lungs.

"Why are you like this now? Mixed up with Niu Dali?" Hou Yan said.

"Suddenly I found that their lives were also very good and carefree. Zhao Song said nonchalantly.

"Don't you hate them the most? Have you forgotten how you were bullied by them when you were a kid?"

"It's all in the past, what happened when he was a child, what he did. ”

Hou Yan sighed, he didn't expect Zhao Song to degenerate like this now.

"Then how are you doing now?" Hou Yan asked him.

"Hehe, I lost my job in the city, my daughter-in-law ran away with someone else, and my mother was seriously ill again. ”

Hou Yan took a puff of smoke, took it in his mouth, and let it stimulate his taste buds, his eyes were a little moistened with spicy.

"Go home, our parents miss you, especially our father, who wants you to go home every day, but the old man can't wipe his face, and he is embarrassed to call you. ”

Zhao Song's parents in his mouth refer to Hou Zhiyuan and Liu Fen, his relationship with Hou Yan is like brothers, except for his wife, there is no distinction between you and me.

"I've just come home and I haven't worked out some things yet, so come home with me later. Hou Yan patted Zhao Song on the shoulder, stood up, turned around and strode into the room.

He walked over to the desk, and all four of them were so drunk that they didn't notice Hou Yan's actions.

Hou Yan grabbed the table mat under the mahjong with one hand, the green tendons of his right arm burst out, and he pulled hard, all the mahjong flew to the sky, crackling and falling to the ground, some hit the wall and shattered, and some smashed on the window, the old glass shattered when touched, and the village committee became transparent from north to south in an instant.

"Are you tired of being alive?" Leizi and the others picked up the sticks on the ground, and with a wave of their hands, they smashed them in the direction of Hou Yan.

Hou Yan sneered: "What do you say?"

Hou Yan turned on one side slightly, the wind was blowing under his feet, he slid behind Leizi, grabbed Leizi's arm and twisted it backwards with an inch of strength, easily unloaded one of his arms, drooped on Leizi's side, and put one foot on his buttocks, Leizi's body was like a kite with a broken string, flying along the window to the courtyard outside, just lying at Zhao Song's feet.

Under the command of Ai Qing in the body, Hou Yan was like a martial god possessed, his shots were like flowing water, his fists and feet were constantly swinging out with the wind, and he grabbed the neck of one of them with a small hand, and slammed it against the wall, and the close contact between the bridge of his nose and the wall made a sound of bone breaking.

The other two were beaten to their knees under the table by him, and they vomited out the food they had eaten at noon, and the strong smell of wine filled the room.

"Where's Niu Dali?"

Hou Yan flew up and kicked his most disgusted Ergouzi into the corner, stepped on his throat with his right foot, pointed a steel pipe in his hand in front of Ergouzi's nose, and his eyes were cold, like a sharp sword, so frightened that the other two people lay on the ground and did not dare to move.

"Weren't you guys awesome before?