Chapter Seventy-Nine: Revenge

The vegetable market next to the shantytown is set on Monday, Friday and September. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoThere is a large supermarket further away, but it is more expensive, and people in shantytowns generally don't go.

"Xiao Yu, why are you here to buy vegetables again?"

He was greeted by an old lady in her sixties, fat, with white hair and wearing a plaid gown.

"Yes, Grandma Wang." Qiao Yu greeted with a smile.

"Is your dad alright?"

"No, it's going to take a while."

Grandma Wang sighed, shook her head and walked to a stall selling eggplants next to her, and said to herself: "This kid used to be quite honest, but how has he changed recently, hey~"

The eggplant seller was a middle-aged man, also from a nearby community, and said casually: "Aunt Wang, that child belongs to Qingkuo's family?" ”

Grandma Wang nodded and said, "Well, some time ago, I had a fight with someone, and Qingkuo's leg was broken. Hey, this kid used to be pretty stable. ”

Qiao Yu is the same age as his granddaughter Li Shasha, he grew up together, he was a childhood sweetheart, he used to study very well, if it wasn't for the changes that happened later, he would have been a college student now.

His granddaughter is now in a second college, and she is much more powerful than him.

"Someone broke your leg? No wonder I haven't seen Qingkuo in recent days. The eggplant seller sighed with emotion.

This good thing doesn't go out, but the bad thing spreads thousands of miles, and there are few people in Qiao Qingkuo's family who don't know about it.

Back then, Qiao Qingkuo married a beautiful wife, which was enviable, but the result was good, and he ran away with others because he had no money in a few years.

Fortunately, the two children are competitive, and learning one is better than the other, which is considered compensation.

The eggplant seller said again: "Qingkuo's eldest son dropped out of school? ”

Grandma Wang said while selecting eggplants: "It should be, this time is not a holiday, he didn't go to school, he must have been expelled for fighting." ”

"That's pitiful, the young man now is reckless and doesn't think about the consequences." The eggplant seller remembered his son, and he was relieved in comparison. "That kid in my family doesn't study well, but he is obedient and never fights with others at school."

Grandma Wang nodded and said, "Your little star is honest, and those in this circle are famous...... How much money do you Cheng Cheng have? ”

The eggplant seller took it, put it on the scale, and sang with a smile: "Five yuan eight, Aunt Wang will take five yuan." ”

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Qiao Yu also knew that he had conflicts with others at school, and the matter of getting revenge on his father for breaking his leg was all spread around, and even four or five versions were derived from false rumors.

There are so many people nearby, and they all know about big fart, so there's nothing to care about.

Life has changed for a few years, my heart has become bigger, and the little things in the past are just a blur.

When I came home after buying vegetables, I washed vegetables, cut vegetables, and stir-fried vegetables. The children of poor families are in charge of the house early, because they have to do everything, this thing is the same as a love action blockbuster, the more you practice, the skills will go up.

Flip, turn, move, move, up, down, left, right, all kinds of martial arts will be.

Qiao Yu suddenly remembered the first time he stir-fried when he was a child, and he almost burned the kitchen.

After stir-frying two dishes, fried meat with bean sprouts and mushroom rape, and serving them all, Qiao Yu took the steamed bun from his father and took a pair of chopsticks.

Halfway through eating, Qiao Yu bowed his head and said to his father: "Dad, you've been reading music books lately, do you really want to sing?" I remember very well when you were a kid you used to like to sing. ”

He is bluffing his father, and his childhood memories are already very hazy, where will he remember very clearly.

"I'm teaching you brother and sister!" Qiao Qingkuo's face was not red or panting.

"Really?" Qiao Yu looked at his father and began to play the emotional card, not believing that he couldn't find out any little secret of his father.

So he smiled and said: "Dad, I told you everything about me, compare your heart to your heart, you are just my son, who will you tell if you don't tell me?" I'm older now, I know everything, you said, I'll help you! ”

Before the age of eight, my father never blushed at my mother, not once. Even if there is a quarrel, no matter whose fault it is, he will take the initiative to admit his fault to his mother.

I remember overhearing my father's heartfelt words to my mother: "It's already my fault for making you angry." ”

The father's kindness to his mother is far more than what is said in the TV series, and the father's feelings are generous and strong, but delicate and soft.

After my mother left, my father was uncomfortable for a long time.

There is a gap in his mother's heart, and an even greater gap in his father's heart. In the past, the family had no money, but now that he has money, he thought about asking his father to go to his mother, but every time the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say.

Is the mother who has been found like this still the mother she was at the beginning?

Qiao Qingkuo is not a humorous person, his temperament is relatively dull, after listening to his son's half-joking words, his face is still cold, and he said: "You are my son, of course you have to tell what you should tell, and you will keep what you shouldn't tell." Don't deny it, the girl who came a few days ago, you never mentioned it. ”

“…… Didn't I tell you lately? Qiao Yu smiled and whispered tentatively, "Dad, you must want to sing." That's why I was asked to study music instead of dance, art, or calligraphy. Dad, what's the show, let's form a group and sing together! ”

Qiao Qingkuo hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "I won't participate, you want to sing it yourself." ”

Since he was injured, he has had time to read newspapers, TV programs, and occasionally at the beginning, but his mind is on his children.

Now that my son is out of business, he earns more money than others in his lifetime. Recently, he saw some civilians on stage, and his original desire resurfaced.

Father held back his strength and didn't say anything, and Qiao Yu couldn't force it.

At more than three o'clock in the afternoon, Qiao Yu suddenly learned a good news: Chen Wenhao is back!

This guy dares to pirate his own songs, how could Qiao Yu let him go.

He didn't know Chen Wenhao's home address, so he could only track it. Qiao Yu said to his father and left the house on foot.