"Are you rich?!" The taxi driver with a three-inch scar on his bald head squinted at Wan Xiaoming, and there were obviously more white eyes and less black eyes in his eye sockets. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Wan Xiaoming took out a hundred-yuan bill and shook it, it was the only 100-yuan note left in the 800 yuan in his pocket before he was caught in the detention center: "Baihuan Home, this, is it enough?!" "Cheng, let's do it!" The bald driver reached out and grabbed the big bill in Wan Xiaoming's hand. Wan Xiaoming withdrew his hand back, and the other party grabbed a void: "Do you sit down or not, if you don't sit down, let me fuck off!" "As far as I know, from here to the Baihuan Homeland, it will be 30 yuan at most!" "One hundred yuan, don't play the watch, love to sit or not!" "It's thirty! Lao Tzu is sitting down today!" "Boy, dare to mess with me here? Don't ask about it! Good people, who does we do!" The driver pointed to the scar on his head: "Did you see it?" He then stretched out his right thumb and pressed it to his chest, and said proudly: "Ye just came out of the South Kiln last month, what's the matter, don't you accept it?" The "Nanyao" they call is the location of the Jingnan City Detention Center, and in the mouths of Jingnan people, it has become synonymous with prisons, bureaus, and numbers. The bald driver looked back at Wan Xiaoming, and slowed down his tone while starting to cheer up: "How many years?!" "It's not a few years! Lao Tzu hasn't sat enough!" Wan Xiaoming said horizontally! Actually, when he had a hard fight with the bald driver just now, Wan Xiaoming was also playing the drum in his heart, and now when he saw that pretending to be B playing tricks was working, he simply carried out pretending to be B tricking mang to the end! "I said brother, just your body, you say it yourself, who dares to pull you?" "Love to pull or not! Anyway, if you don't get home, I just won't come down!" "Yes, buddy, admit it today!" The car just stopped at the gate of Baihuan Homestead, and Wan Xiaoming opened the door and left. "Hey, grandson, you're in the overlord car?!" When the bald driver opened the driver's door and chased out, he was already five or six steps away from Wan Xiaoming. Wan Xiaoming threw the hundred-yuan bill to the ground, moved his foot and twisted it, and then raised his leg and left: "Do you want it!" "Phew, your uncle's!" The bald driver picked up the banknote and shook the soil on it: "The grass is so dripping, it's all for such a piece of paper! Is the pipe clean!" Just when Wan Xiaoming entered the gate of the community and went to the side of the road, he inadvertently glanced at it, which suddenly made him feel a sense of shame in his heart!

Located at the junction of urban and rural areas in the eastern part of Jingnan City, Baihuan Homes is the largest affordable housing project in the city and one of the dirtiest and messy communities in the city. Wan Xiaoming rented one of the eight boarding houses converted from a two-bedroom living room, and when he entered the door and fell on the bed, he heard a conversation between a man and a woman next door to the left-"The person next door seems to be back!" "The one you said was arrested by the police?" "Shhh Then there is the omission of 300 words here. A total of eight families rented in this suite, usually barely interact with each other, and at most nodding their heads when they bump into the opposite side. Thinking about it, the only people who talked to Wan Xiaoming were a pair of sisters selling flowers who lived in the kitchen on the right. They came from the countryside last year and went to the wholesale market every day to wholesale some cheap, easy-to-feed flowers and plants to sell on the roadside at the entrance of the community. They are very satisfied with renting a kitchen, and although they are sometimes scared by the cockroaches, they save a lot of money because there is water to water the flowers and they can cook their own food. Once Wan Xiaoming came back from work and happened to hear the sisters' crying, thinking that he had encountered something sad. Unable to hold back his compassion, Wan Xiaoming mustered up the courage to knock on the simple door. It turned out that the sisters' flowers and plants were confiscated by the urban management personnel, and it was time to pay the rent immediately, but if they paid the rent, they would have no money to wholesale flowers and plants, and if they went to wholesale flowers and plants, they would have no money to pay the rent, and this problem determined whether the sisters could continue to stay in the city. In the end, it was Wan Xiaoming who lent the sisters 1,000 yuan, and taught them a trick to "deal with" the chengguan: only half of the wholesale flowers and plants were sold on the street each time, and if the business was good, one person could watch the stall and the other person would go home to pick it up, so that even if it was confiscated by the chengguan, there would only be half of the loss. Since then, the sisters have been talking and laughing every day, and they will take the initiative to greet Wan Xiaoming when they see them, and occasionally send one or two pots of flowers and plants to Wan Xiaoming's room. Wan Xiaoming also began to pay attention to the conversation between the two sisters next door, and once he heard his sister giggling and saying, "It would be nice if he was my brother-in-law!" Living on the left side of Wan Xiaoming, who is doing things that omit 3000 words, is a company white-collar worker who is not too young, every day she will go to work with bright and fashionable shoes tapping the ground with high-root shoes, with a straight waist and a straight chest, and her eyes do not squint. Everyone who rents and lives here will encounter the same problems as the flower sisters, but the way this white-collar worker deals with the problems of life is completely different from that of the flower sisters! Once, Wan Xiaoming was catching up on sleep because he was working overtime last night, and suddenly heard a conversation from the room on the left side of the plasterboard: "It's been 5 days, and your rent hasn't been hit on my card, and you don't make a phone call or send a text message to say it, so I have to run over to urge!" "Big brother——," The white-collar woman's voice: " My twin twins don't want to eat milk powder? I don't want to go to kindergarten? My husband doesn't go to work, and I rely on me to support them alone, and you know how difficult it is for other women's families! As soon as I see my eldest brother, you are a very good person and a good person, so I will give you a few more days!" "Then you don't ...... Say ......," the landlord's voice softened. "Talking about you, big brother...... Isn't it just coming!" The white-collar voice was fragrant and seductive. "I want to ...... too Milk", the landlord's voice trembled obscenely. "Big brother-", the voice of the white-collar worker is definitely not a refusal. Then there is the creaking sound of a low-quality spring bed. "That rent ......," the voice of a white-collar woman. "No...... No...... Don't!" "Hmm...... Hmmm......". "Then I'll give you a month from now on...... Paying Rent ...... Okay?" "Hmm...... Uh-huh......!"

Through a layer of gypsum board, Wan Xiaoming clearly felt the kind of thing he was still doing with Wu Yanjiao just now, but he knew that the man was not the landlord who came to "pay the rent", maybe it was her husband......! Wan Xiaoming fell into deep thought-he was thinking, now that he has come out, how should he face Xiaoxue in the future?!