Zheng Weimin only stayed at home for one night, got up early the next morning, went to the small river embankment at the edge of the village to run and exercise, exercise has become a habit in his life, every day if he does not exercise, he always feels that something is missing, and the whole body is always a little uncomfortable, which is also a habit developed as a company commander in the army.

When he got home, his mother Tian Lamei had already made him a bowl of shredded noodles with eggs and meat, plus a few pieces of Zheng Weimin's favorite food since he was a child.

First, you can save some electricity bills and reduce the burden on the younger son for the people, this child stuffed hundreds of yuan into his mother Tian Lamei's pocket at every turn, saying that it was to subsidize the family, how could the son ask for his money before he got married, the old couple felt guilty, and they could save it.

Secondly, cooking rice in an iron pot can make the original flavor of the pot, which is the youngest son's favorite food, and it is much more fragrant than the pot made with props in the city.

After breakfast, seeing that his son was leaving, Sanji, who was standing aside and smoking inferior cigarettes, helped his son, and tied the bedding and bed sheets prepared for his son at home to the back seat of a mountain bike that Zheng Weimin had newly bought.

The old couple has now accepted the fact that their son went to work in the town, and took a step back to think that after all, his son is a town cadre, which is better than being a farmer at home.

Although the son's salary is not high, but there are months and months every year, after all, it is drought and flood to ensure the income, and the rural people can hope for nothing in this life, eat delicacies from the mountains and seas, and live in gold and silver houses.

Zheng Weimin said goodbye to his father and sister-in-law, and rode a mountain bike to the town government, the road was not easy to walk, and there were potholes, but because it was a mountain bike, Zheng Weimin was strong and responsive, and it was not difficult to ride.

The town street is still the town street, ancient and vicissitudes, because yesterday was Wednesday, the day of the market, the town street is very lively, today is Thursday, the town has returned to the previous quiet.

Zheng Weimin whistled, walking on the bluestone pavement of the narrow old street, at the door of a breakfast shop, seven thugs with dyed yellow hair and earrings were eating breakfast and coming out, Zheng Weimin took a look, it was the ones he cleaned up yesterday.

Several gangsters also saw him, their eyes were a little dodgy, and they looked a little scared of Zheng Weimin.

Zheng Weimin thought that yesterday's attack was not light, I don't know how Lu Dao injured the few thugs who fell to the ground, the car had already ridden over, he thought about it or put his feet on the ground, stopped the bicycle, and suddenly turned his head.

At this time, several gangsters were looking at Zheng Weimin from behind, and when they saw Zheng Weimin turn his head, he was so frightened that he quickly retracted his gaze and wanted to slip away, Zheng Weimin smiled friendlyly, beckoned to a few of them, and motioned for the gangsters to come over.

The leader of the gangster, who was about 1.8 meters tall and in his early twenties, quickly nodded and ran over, and asked tremblingly: "Boss, you, what are you looking for us?" The thugs didn't dare to speak loudly, and looked a little nervous.

Zheng Weimin smiled: "What are you nervous, I can't eat you." ”

"Boss, you're so powerful, we're all a little afraid of you." The little gangster said honestly, looking at Zheng Weimin's eyes, there was awe and worship.

"What's your name?" Zheng Weimin glanced at the thugs and asked casually, "Boss, my name is Xiao Wu, and I am twenty-one years old this year." ”

"Don't call me boss, I have a name, my name is Zheng Weimin, I am a cadre of the town government, and the army has just come back." Zheng Weimin thought that he would definitely deal with these gangsters a lot in the future, so he introduced himself bluntly.

"Wow, boss, it turns out that you came back from the army, you must be a special soldier, no wonder you are so powerful, I said, how come I have never seen you in the town before." The thug called Xiao Wu widened his eyes in surprise.

"You kid, you're still called Boss, I said I have a name, call again, be careful I'll clean you up." Zheng Weimin was a little angry.

Thinking of the word boss, my heart seeped panic, I remember that the time to deal with the thugs, that is, I was called the boss with a gun pointed at his head, fortunately he reacted quickly, and captured the black boss with a beard, if the action was a little slower, his life would disappear under the guns of others.

Now seeing that the gangster is still calling himself the boss, Zheng Weimin is uncomfortable, and he trains this gangster called Xiao Wu, although his voice is not high, he has a kind of majesty and strong lethality.

Xiao Wuyi shuddered, and quickly apologized and changed his words: "Brother Zheng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm used to calling other people's bosses." ”

Zheng Weimin smiled kindly: "It's okay, it's just that I don't like to hear others call me boss." Zheng Weimin thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "Yesterday, how were you brothers, and were you seriously injured?" ”

"Fortunately, Brother Zheng, there is a leg that was kicked and swollen by you, and he walked with a limp, which was a little inconvenient, and the rest of the recovery was almost the same." Gangster Xiao Wu touched his chest, felt a little painful, and said with a smile: "Brother Zheng, your flying leg was too fierce yesterday, and your chest still hurts a little now." ”

Zheng Weimin smiled and said: "Boy, count your fate, yesterday I was afraid of death, I only used two percent of my strength, if I riveted hard, it is estimated that the ribs would have pierced into your heart, and you can still stand here and talk to me today." Hearing this, the gangster Xiao Wu shuddered, and secretly Qingxing was still alive.

Seeing that the atmosphere was harmonious, Xiao Wu turned around and shouted to the gangsters: "Brothers, come here, this is Brother Zheng, the special forces have returned from their careers." ”

"Heh, heh, your kid is quite accurate." Zheng Weimin said with a smile.

"Wow, Brother Zheng, you're really back from the special forces." Gangster Xiao Wu didn't expect Zheng Weimin to really come back from the special forces, he had only heard of the special forces before, and he was so envious, but he had never seen it.

Unexpectedly, it was a special soldier who cleaned up their group of brothers yesterday, although he was very painful to be repaired by Zheng Weimin, but in addition to fear this, there was also a faint worship in his heart.

A few thugs standing in the distance saw Xiao Wu calling them over, and they couldn't figure it out for a while, and they were stunned, wanting to come over but didn't dare to come.

"What the fuck are you still doing in a daze, just come over when you tell you to come over, let's find a smoke." Xiao Wu roared, and a few thugs walked towards Zheng Weimin tremblingly.