Don't blame others for living in pain every day, blame yourself for not being capable, if you feel uncomfortable, then how much fire you have come to me, you see how I treat you!

The edict of the former king is generally not to be violated, which is the reason why the father and the elder brother abandon themselves together.

In the fourth year after coming to Macheng, how much ability can an eighteen-year-old girl have, alone, living in this chaotic city is not happy at all, but there is no place to go, at least there is a starvation here, and there is a job, and the salary can buy what she likes, even if no one likes herself.

Fan Xiaomin changed into the black women's suit, today's funeral went quite smoothly, and there are not many girls who can do the work of the undertaker at this age, but she has been doing it for four years.

"See you at nine o'clock in the evening 'galloping capital', and introduce you to a young master who loves you!"

The short message of the white mobile phone was sent by a friend, saying that it was a friend, but it was a senior high school student who met her grandfather when she was dealing with the aftermath a year ago, the girl changed several sets of clothes a day, for fear that a boy around her would not give her back, she thought that this was a proof of the charm of a beautiful woman, and the return rate said everything, it was like this in school, and she also needed to have a pastime after school, and went to the kind of place where Fan Xiaomin felt that she was indiscriminate.

"Drink a good wine casually, howl and sing regardless of the mood, and the rich boy you want to take back or go with him!" That's what that friend said to Fan Xiaomin.

But since a few days ago, she has been listless, like a girl who has something on her mind and needs the comfort of a confidant, and as if she has seen through the vicissitudes of the world and wants to contact all the concerns around her.

Fan Xiaomin stood on the overpass, rummaging through his father's number on his mobile phone, did he call? Or send a message to ask? Even if she walks down the overpass to the train station now, at seven o'clock in the evening, she can buy a ticket and return to her home in Beijing before dawn.

But she chose the opposite direction, walked off the overpass taxi, or went back to her residence, ate a bowl of instant noodles, and then drank the weight loss drink in the juicer to watch the rebroadcast news, and finally collapsed on the sofa and woke up, and still had to go to the funeral home the next day.

Before she could step off the bridge, she heard two people behind her arguing from this side.

The young man looked a few years younger than himself, but he was full of the indignation of the elderly: "The wariness of you is unintentional, but you know better that what I have accepted is the ancient Chinese thought, and things must be carried out on a well-founded basis, otherwise I still have to follow my own way, and your advice will always be a sentence to me." ”

The young man was dressed very rustic, and it seemed that the color of his shoes was a bit of an ethnic minority style, this was the first time Fan Xiaomin had seen a child with a coarse cloth bag in his hand like a migrant worker in his eighteen years of life!

Unkempt hair, khaki canvas pants walked in the wind, the open black jacket was wearing an army green tight vest, the night in Macheng was still a little bleak, but the uncle didn't look trembling, his steps followed the young man, and his hair swayed with the wind: "What are you anxious about?" Macheng is not as small as Aicheng, and the underworld here is very rampant, if you break in, maybe you will be met by those bastards, you think there will be some good fruit to eat! You're a little brat......"

The young man stopped suddenly, lifted his sleeve with his little arm, and punched the metal railing of the overpass, and the railing as strong as channel steel was dented by his heavy punch, and then tilted his head to the uncle: "Have you ever seen such a little fart?" ”

The uncle didn't speak, looking at the ground, Fan Xiaomin also noticed that the grumpy young man, after a punch, the railing was deformed, and his little hands were also broken and bleeding.

Even so, Fan Xiaomin still felt that this child was extraordinary, if it weren't for the fact that his hands were as hard as diamond iron bones, let alone bleeding, it was possible to break bones.

"Okay, okay," the uncle turned his hands at the boy, "Am I wrong?" Listen to me now, what about your money, let's go find a hotel to open a room, sleep beautifully, and I'll take you to your grandma every morning, it's always okay, right? ”

The young man pointed to the uncle's face: "I will remember the events on the train for you, this is the last time I will believe you, if you break your promise, there will be no next time." The boy rummaged through his pocket, and after a while, a small red paper roll was handed to the uncle.

The uncle smiled and hugged the young man's shoulder, although the young man was very reluctant, he was still hugged by the uncle and got off the overpass and passed by Fan Xiaomin's side.

Fan Xiaomin felt that this thing was very suspicious, such a young child was either not his family, or he was deceived, just like the information given to him by his friend today, it was definitely the same as the previous few times, he was a squinting gentleman, and he wanted to have a dirty affair with himself.

Fan Xiaomin was invited by her friend's "kindness" today, she decided to give up this idea, anyway, there was nothing good, just follow these two people to see how long the child's hand was going to bleed.

If the uncle didn't care about the injury on the child's hand, it would prove that he only cared about the money in the child's coarse pocket! An adult, even the money for accommodation has to be paid by a child, looking at his dress, he definitely doesn't look like a good person, and that child must have just come out of the countryside.

Relying on the interpersonal contacts that have been convenient for these four years of work, Fan Xiaomin concluded that the uncle's intentions for this child must be full of deliberate use.

Fan Xiaomin is different from others in that she is a child who ran away from home four years ago, and she has just come to this day to become an adult, she knows the way of the world very well, especially more and more children have no chance to go to school, and they have begun to work in the city to make money.

Empathetic to the kind of deception, Fan Xiaomin remembers that he also asked someone to find a job to spend all the money on his body, those black intermediaries and those who wander around the streets all day long, seeing outsiders, especially when they see children of this age, they will lose their conscience and try to cheat the money of outsiders, because these people are lazy scum in the city, and they enrich their obscenity by taking other people's life money!

Walking through the two streets, under the guidance of the uncle, the young man was like a little cow who was led by the nose, obediently followed through the street, got into the small alley, and walked to a watery street, the busy night market street was crowded, and no one paid attention to the pair of adults and children, and Fan Xiaomin's tracking was also very smooth.

"This guy...... Sure enough, he's a veteran, and he's more familiar with the streets here than I am! Fan Xiaomin saw the uncle pointing to a small shop not far away to buy clothes, the child obediently went over to buy a pack of cigarettes for him, and when the child came back, Fan Xiaomin watched the uncle ask for two skewers from the barbecue stall on the side, and devoured them!

As soon as the boy came back, the uncle took the cigarette with a grin, opened it, lit one, patted the boy on the shoulder, and pointed to a hair salon more than ten meters away, where the neon box with the word "hotel" hung on the second floor of the hair salon.

"I'll get a haircut, you go upstairs first, say my name, and they'll take you to your room!" The uncle smiled, and the boy frowned, although he was very reluctant, but the uncle had already walked into the hair salon.

When watching the young man prepare to go upstairs from the narrow corridor on the side of the hair salon alone, Fan Xiaomin walked a few steps and came to the front of the hair salon, the façade of the hair salon was very small, the lights inside were slightly dim, and in the red glow, two women smoking cigarettes were lazily looking at the TV on the high shelf, and saw the uncle enter the door, one of them seemed to see his own man, twisting his fat limbs and stepping forward, and his arm suddenly put on the uncle's shoulder.

Fan Xiaomin took out his mobile phone, dialed the number 110, and was about to press the button, when suddenly his wrist was grabbed by a small hand with infinite strength!

"Ouch......" Fan Xiaomin looked at the guy who grabbed her wrist, she staggered in fright: "You ......" She saw that the back of the little hand holding her wrist was a dried bloodstain, "I ......"

The young man's brows were tightly locked, his eyes were squinted together that was difficult to see, and he looked up at Fan Xiaomin in a line: "Why are you following us?" Who are you sent? The boy pointed to the uncle in the hair salon, "Are you his accomplice?" It's still my grandfather's man! ”

Fan Xiaomin was stunned by the question, she wanted to break free, but the young man's hand was like a handcuff locking her wrist, and she couldn't get rid of it with brute force.

"What are you going to do~~~~~ Fan Xiaomin was a little aggrieved, and tears were about to fall: "I thought he... I thought he was a liar, you kid......"

The young man let go of Fan Xiaomin's hand and turned to go upstairs, but Fan Xiaomin chased and shouted: "You give him money, he will go there to ......" She stopped her words and didn't continue, but after thinking about it, she still explained what she meant in euphemistic terms, after all, this young man is still a child, "He used the money you gave him to do three indiscriminate things, and you are so indifferent?" Did he say he was going to do something for you? Looking for a job? Or looking for someone? ”

The young man stopped and looked back at Fan Xiaomin: "You better go to see a doctor earlier!" You have a liver problem, it's not good for your body to be so anxious all the time," the young man walked down a few steps, tilted his head to look inside the hair salon, and then turned at Fan Xiaomin, "If he dares to trick me, I'll pinch him to death!" ”

Fan Xiaomin saw that the young man was laughing innocently, and the pain in her wrist seemed to be no longer caring, so she stepped forward and said, "You... How do you know I ......"

The young man lifted the sleeve of his right hand, revealing black markings, and then slapped his left hand a few times on it, and there was sweat-like blood oozing out of his wrist: "I'm also bad in my blood, but I'm used to it, that person is my father's old friend, even if I am deceived, it's just money, your sister is really enthusiastic, grandpa said that it is difficult to be a good person in this world, so you better not always be nosy." ”

"What race are you? Abba? Are you really from the South? Fan Xiaomin clapped her hands happily, "Is the south fun?" I'd love to have a chance to see it, but no one brought it... Hehe, if you weren't a child, you would think you were very powerful, and you would actually be the pulse of the old Chinese medicine! My name is Fan Xiaomin, and I'm a... It's a working girl, and I'm also a foreigner. ”

"I don't know how to call the pulse, I just feel, how many dead people do you have to touch a day?" The young man sniffed his palm and lowered his head: "My name is Chu Liang, and the old pervert inside is called Zhao Baijiang, what's wrong with the child?" I don't know how many people in this world want to have something to do with me. Hmph~~~"

Fan Xiaomin didn't know how to answer, but she didn't want to say goodbye directly, and after waiting for Chu Liang to smell his palm for a while, he said something very inexplicable to Fan Xiaomin: "I thank you for your kindness on behalf of the deceased, your work is extremely sacred!" I can be friends with you, but the coincidence of things in this world is a bit difficult to get used to, why are only people who come into contact with corpses willing to talk to me normally. ”

"Huh? I...... That, the people you come into contact with are ......."

"You go, we'll see you again when we have a chance, as long as you're still in the city, call my name whenever you need me, I can feel it." Chu Liang stepped back confidently, "Don't ask, you'll know what's going on with me in the future." ”

Fan Xiaomin watched Chu Liang go upstairs, his relaxed steps obviously didn't have the previous melancholy, and he didn't know why, he felt in his heart that if this little guy was a few years older, maybe he would like him, uh...... Now I'm starting to like it.

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