Yan Fei lay on the cold ground, not caring at all about his new clothes rolling dirty. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, he kept holding his stomach and sucking, and he lifted his hat with his hand, pretended to wipe sweat on his face, and wiped himself dirty with the dust on his hand.

Soon someone was surrounding this side, and the two policemen on that side rushed towards this side as if they had received an order.

A few people in the car got out of the car in a hurry, and without saying anything, they were accused by the people around them of being speechless.

Yan Fei's face of a loyal and honest young man who inherited the genes of the Yan blacksmith family made the people around him more sympathetic.

"Is there a doctor, is there any? Help this young man see what is going on?" As soon as the two policemen ran over, they hurriedly shouted around.

A few people driving over there didn't look like good people, and they were accused by the people around them of not saying a few words until now, and when they saw the police coming, they just wanted to come up and speak, but they were pointed at by a policeman: "You guys, stop the car and don't get in the way, everyone will stand up for me! What are you driving around in the New Year, and you are running onto the sidewalk, don't walk a single one, come and stand for me!"

Yan Fei couldn't hold back his laughter, so he had to pretend that his stomach hurt badly, turned his face to the ground, and pinched his hand holding his stomach twice, so he couldn't help but laugh. took advantage of the opportunity to cover his face and rubbed his eyes a few times, making his eyes look red.

This acting skill is quite exaggerated, but now it is rare to hear of the "porcelain touching" industry, so Yan Fei's slightly exaggerated acting skills can be regarded as barely passing.

It can be seen why people often say that it is easy to learn bad, but it is difficult to learn well, and people learn badly, which is self-taught.

Let's just say that I don't know how many years I have been in the porcelain industry, Yan Fei has never heard of it, and now I use it directly.

Lying down for a while, looking at the more and more people around him, and the police were still calling for a doctor, Yan Fei felt that he could stand up, in case the doctor really came, he didn't even have a bump on his body, wouldn't he just go to the gang?

"Hey...... Don't move, wait for the doctor to come and check it out, lie down and lie down......" A policeman saw that Yan Fei was about to get up, and quickly stopped him.

"Uncle, I'm fine, I don't feel so much pain now. I have to hurry home! I'm going to start school tomorrow, so I've got to go home quickly!" Yan Fei had a bitter face, looking exaggerated and painful.

"Ah......h

A new round of condemnation of the "perpetrators" immediately sounded around.

"I really don't hurt my uncle. I have to go back to school, and I have to sell sweet potatoes to earn some living expenses!" The voice next to him reminded Yan Fei and made him find another reason to leave quickly.

"No, you wait a little longer, even if it's okay, you have to wait for a while, maybe you run into something, you can hold on now, you can't hold on for a while!" Although the policeman let Yan Fei get up, he still wouldn't let him go.

Yan Fei reluctantly stood for a while, insisted on pushing the police away, walked to the front of the cart by himself, looked at the sweet potatoes scattered around the cart with a broken handlebar, sighed, pretended to be extremely distressed, and began to pick up sweet potatoes.

"Oops...... Don't move, just stand there for a while and I'll pick it up for you!" an aunt hurriedly came up to stop him, and then began to help pick up sweet potatoes.

There were so many people around that they stopped their bicycles and put down the things they were carrying, and they came over to help pick up sweet potatoes.

"What else are you going to pick up! These sweet potatoes are sold to them to drive, and people still expect them to sell money to go to school, and see if they are all broken into pieces, who else are they sold to?" A young man wanted to help, probably looking at the dirty sweet potatoes and his new clothes, he was not very happy and embarrassed not to help, and a sweet potato was not picked up yet, and a complaint came out.

This sentence reminds these enthusiastic helpers: "Yes, don't pick it up, let them buy it." Look, this car has been crashed, even if the person is fine, the car has to pay for it! People haven't finished the New Year, so it's easy to pull sweet potatoes all the way over and earn some money for tuition?"

On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, pulling a sweet potato cart, I don't know which remote village to come out of, and I went to the city tirelessly, hoping to sell some sweet potatoes and prepare for tomorrow's school.

Several thugs reacted and tried to distinguish it, but as soon as they opened their mouths, they were scolded back by the crowd. Especially the one with an injury on his leg, he was even more sneered, and he was restless if his leg was not good, and he deserved to be a cripple!

The inspirational teenager looked sincere and grateful, with a sincere smile, and kept using sincere words to say words of thanks to the enthusiastic uncles and aunts around him, and even began to make up his mind that I would study hard and be a useful person to society in the future.

Such a young man once again received everyone's encouragement, and in everyone's expectant eyes, he moved his body to prove that he was really nothing serious.

So the next step is the issue of compensation.

How much is a pound of sweet potatoes, this doesn't matter, and how much does the handlebar of the board car cost, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that when other children are enjoying the New Year at home, this child wants to sell sweet potatoes to earn living expenses, and he was hit by a car for no reason, how much harm is this to the child?

A few thugs tried to tell the difference, and the two policemen were ready to call for support and ask them to go to the police station.

So a group of gangsters took out all the money on their bodies, but everyone was still not satisfied, and finally the gangsters took out two pieces of meat from the car and a bunch of New Year's gifts, which calmed the anger of the people around them.

"A cow who drives when he goes out, a few people have brought so many hundred yuan, it's not a shame to be ashamed!" There was a young man who was narrow, looking at the bad luck of these people, gloating and saying cool things.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a big man among the thugs glaring at him, and the young man stopped doing it again.

This is the kind of typical person who is not afraid of big things when he sees the excitement, and immediately shouted again: "Hehe, you are still glaring at me? You are losing sweet potato money and car money, and you haven't paid for other people's clothes like this! You haven't paid for psychological losses! Hey, your dress is good, Di Sai's leather coat is new this year, right? I didn't buy it even if I wanted to buy it, just right, quickly take it off and pay it to others!"

After the young man finished speaking, he got the support of the people around him, and then he went up and pulled the leather coat off, and he had to put it on Yan Fei, who looked helpless, and muttered in a low voice: "Hurry up, I want to take it home if you don't wear it." This is Diesai, you can't buy foreign brand clothes, you can't afford to sell sweet potatoes for half a year!"

Yan Fei put on a new leather coat, full of guilt, this expression fell in the eyes of the people around him, which naturally became a grievance and a comfort. They didn't know that this was because Yan Fei felt that he had deceived so many well-wishers, and he couldn't help it!

Before leaving, there were still a few enthusiastic people who wanted to take out their own money for Yan Fei and let him go back to school.

Pulling the cart with a broken handlebar, bidding farewell to the well-meaning crowd and the police, Yan Fei finally set foot on the way home.

Looking back at the group of thugs picking up sweet potatoes one by one under the surveillance of the people around them, Yan Fei felt that this was more painful than breaking one of their legs!

It's just a little sorry for the people who were eager to help, and the police! They haven't left yet, because the sweet potatoes on the sidewalk will affect traffic, especially now that they have broken and stepped on a lot, and they have to wait for the gangsters to clean the sidewalk.

Not to mention, the new leather clothes are expensive, although they are a little bigger, but they are warm. By the time Yan Fei found a place where no one was and entered the island, he was already sweating hot.

In the middle of the day, he was about to take the car home, sitting in the car that was so crowded that there was no place to stand, Yan Fei was happy in his heart, waiting for him to buy cattle tomorrow.

At this time, somewhere in the city, someone was smashing the things in the house, and the VCD machine that had just become popular was smashed, and a big hole was broken in the middle of the color TV screen. A few thugs were silent, and they didn't even dare to sit on the broken leg, listening to the roar of the person who smashed things.

"A group of pigs, saying that you are pigs are insulting pigs! Let you go to someone, you spend money to buy a cart of sweet potatoes, all pigs, pigs! What about your clothes? What are you? Why don't you compensate yourself to him, if it weren't for my own brother, I'll pinch you to death now, and I asked someone to bring new clothes from Xiangjiang, and I didn't wear them for a day, so you would pay for them......

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