Chapter 175: A Flood of Memories
Li Sanpao tried to stand up a few times, but his body couldn't move at all, so he gave up, and his demeanor suddenly became calm, and he snorted coldly: "If I guessed correctly, you are Li Erdan, the monster Li Erdan who left Xiaoli Village eight years ago." I was surprised that you weren't dead. I can't move my body right now, you must be a monster doing it. But I, Lee Min Suk, am not afraid of you, you are dead. Oh, by the way, I changed my name, and now my name is Lee Min Suk, and the name Lee Sam Pao is no longer needed. ”
"Damn, Mengru changed your name, and you changed your name too. Well, I also have a new name, Li Xiuyuan. "Two eggs.
All three of them have changed their names, is this the situation of Shenma?
How to say it, as the so-called people are like their names, and people will change, counterattack, struggle, fall, and so on, but if you don't change the name, it will not change. When the person changes, the name is not worthy of the person, and the name has to be changed.
Yes, it seems to be the truth! Therefore, you need to be cautious when talking about your name, so as not to change it back and forth, and you will be in trouble to death.
"Hahaha. Li Xiuyuan, fuck your Li Xiuyuan, you quickly let me go. Now the entire Luyun County is our family's territory, and if you offend me, I will die a miserable death. ”
cracked, and Erdan even smoked Li Sanpao's ten ear scrapers, which made him shake his sockets, his face was swollen, and he couldn't speak.
"Li Sanpao, although we are both of the same age, I am a generation older than you, you have to call me uncle. If you scold my mother, you will scold your grandmother, and I should beat you. I'm fucking kicking you! The second egg was kicked on Li Sanpao's stomach, almost kicking his ribs, and then the conversation changed again, "Is Mengru's father Li Xin locked up by you?" Tell me where am I? Otherwise, I'll have to kill you. ”
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In the bedroom, Mengru looked at her chest for a minute, and from time to time she "weighed" it with her two hands, and her surprise and surprise were all in her eyes.
The airfield of Ichima Pingchuan was gone, replaced by two bulging masses of soft flesh.
"Oh my God, it's heavier than before." Mengru muttered to herself, and said in surprise: "But where did this extra meat come from?" ”
Mengru's question is a good one. According to the law of conservation of mass, the human body will not have an extra piece of meat for no reason, and since there is an extra piece, there must be a place to reduce a piece.
Mengru was very cute and touched her little belly with her hand again, "I'm not thin!" ”
Anyway, at this moment, classmate Li Mengru is "hated and happy", hated so much that two brutes looked at his fruit, and he was happy that his breasts had become bigger.
Although the chest is only B now, Mengru is already very satisfied, after all, the most common female cup is B now, the C cup is just right, and the D cup and above are all malformed. From now on, Mengru will dare to walk with her head held high, wear a small vest in summer, and dare to wear a swimsuit on the beach.
After Mengru got dressed, she didn't rush out, but held the flower cloth bag that Erdan returned to her in her hand. Memories come like a tidal wave.
Mengru's head uncontrollably appeared eight years ago, barely a small jasper, and a little dick Li Erdan.
At that time, Li Erdan was too dick, fourteen years old, due to Yan Zòng's malnutrition, he was as thin as a monkey, unkempt, wearing a school uniform that was two sizes smaller, and the yellow rubber shoes under his feet showed his toes,......
We have to admit that Li Erdan at that time was a tragic figure. That memory is unforgettable.
On the way out of Xiaoli Village, no villager paid attention to him, even if he said hello and said that the road was safe, but avoided him like a plague god, although some villagers already knew that he was going to the bustling metropolis to "make a living". Well, just begging for food, being a beggar.
The little kid still makes a living, just kidding! It's already a skill to starve to death.
"Aunt Ge, where are you drying the quilt?" When he met a villager drying a quilt, Erdan said hello very friendly, "I listened to the weather forecast, it may rain tonight." ”
"Roll on, just your crow's mouth, broom star. If it doesn't rain, you will curse it to rain. "Aunt Ge.
"Uh. , "Little Erdan."
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was counted by Aunt Ge, and the second egg was very aggrieved, and he was embarrassed to face the villagers again.
Ya, many villagers are pointing at Erdan and making irresponsible remarks, and they are very happy that the broom star left Xiaoli Village. There was even a bear kid who bought a plate of firecrackers and put it off.
Erdan's originally high head was lowered, his originally erect chest was stiffened, his eyes were staring at the paved road paved with gravel and slag, staring at his own pair of shabby yellow rubber shoes, and his pointed toes.
Hey, a dime coin, new and new.
Erdan's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he was deciding in his heart: to pick it up, or not to pick it up.
Wouldn't it be a shame to pick it up? If you don't pick it up, won't you be sorry for yourself?
It's a dime, it's also money, and you can buy an expired lollipop in the small supermarket in the village.
Erdan looked around and found that there were many people playing poker outside the gate of a house not far away, chattering, and no one seemed to notice him. So, Erdan's body quickly moved, bent over, reached out, picked it up, and held it in the palm of his hand.
The feeling of having money in hand is very good, very good.
Suddenly came a good start, does it indicate that he is going to make a fortune on this trip? Dick Silk counterattacks the rich and handsome?
With the two coins in hand, he hadn't walked a few steps when he suddenly heard the sound of laughter coming from the pile of poker players not far away.
"Hahaha, I said that kid would pick it up, you don't believe it. Ten times the odds, you pay me a dollar. ”
"That dime is mine, alas. You've got to help me get back. ”
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Although it was a hot summer day, Erdan's thin body felt the cold and shivered. The words of the villagers were like knives piercing into his flesh and bones, without the slightest emotion. His whole person is as small as an ant, humble as a jumper, and as low as a mouse. He suddenly wanted to make his body transparent and disappear from the eyes of the villagers in an instant, or he could grow a pair of wings on his back, pull a piece of on the top of the heads of the villagers who were laughing at him, and then quickly flash people.
Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, but they didn't fall, and they were withdrawn. The dime he picked up was also thrown into a dung pit on the side of the road by Erdan, because he felt that people were poor, but they couldn't be poor.
"Scolding the guy next door, your uncle. When Lao Tzu is mixed up one day, I must make you bastards look good. Erdan said silently in his heart, a little hateful and a little angry.