Chapter 7 The road is narrow

Bathed in the bright sunshine, Zhang Yi's heart seemed to be wrapped in ice and snow, and a taste called heartache arose.

The stiff body slowly relaxed, his expression became calm, he looked deeply at his father who was frowning, Zhang Yi turned around and walked towards his room, what remained in the courtyard was only the voice that seemed to be asking: "Is it necessary to listen?" ”

Zhang Pinchao was stunned, he never dreamed that his son would react like this when he heard the news about his mother!

"Alas......"

With a deep sigh, Zhang Pinchao walked to the door, sat down on the small square stool, took out half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and lit it, and smoked deeply.

The light smoke swirled around and covered Zhang Pinchao's complicated face.

After more than 20 years of dependence, Zhang Pinchao understood that he owed his son, even if he wanted to give all the good things to his son, but in the end he did not give his son a complete family and did not let him feel the warmth of his mother's arms.

"Is it necessary?

Zhang Pinchao puffed on the corner of his mouth with a cigarette, and recalled in his mind the picture he saw on the huge billboard of the county building, the graceful and luxurious face, the figure wearing gold and silver, like a rich wife......

For a moment, he was stupid.

Zhang Yi, who returned to the room, two lines of tears in his eyes slid down his cheeks.

With trembling hands, he opened his wallet and took out a yellowed black-and-white photograph from it, and his blurred vision slowly fell on the bright smiling face in the photo......

Mother!

What a familiar and yet unfamiliar word.

For countless days and nights, he longed for a touch of warmth from these two words, longing to be like other children, holding his mother's hand and showing that heartfelt smile.

But finally!

All he got was the heavy torment and coldness.

If God gives him a wish that can be realized, he doesn't want to be prosperous and rich, nor does he want to live a long life, he just wants to lean in his mother's arms, even if it is just for a short time, a small time is enough.

What he wants, what he wants, is nothing more than that taste of maternal love.

Carefully holding the yellowed black-and-white photo to his chest, his emaciated body slowly squatted down in the corner, his tearful face buried deep between his legs.

He thought!

He wants to know the news of his mother, even if he can't get his mother's care and love, he wants to know where his mother is, even if he can look at her from a distance, that's enough.

But!

He can't!

Just now, he saw the hesitation, the fear, and the painful struggle in his father's eyes.

He understands his father!

Because he knew that his father was afraid that he would lose himself if he got news from his mother!

The next morning.

Zhang Yi took 100,000 yuan in cash and got on the bus to the county seat. He needed to save 100,000 yuan and then give it to his father for safekeeping.

Men don't bend over for rice.

He is now an adult and a small man, so he firmly believes that by relying on his own skills, he can earn more money and make his father live a better life.

County Construction Bank.

When Zhang Yi stepped into the gate with the money, a yellow-haired young man smoking a cigarette not far away, his face flashed fiercely, he smashed the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it hard, and then strode towards a high-end hotel 100 meters away.

If Zhang Yi saw this young man, he would definitely be able to identify it, this young man was the little gangster who beat him with Qin Dabiao two days ago.

Inside the bank hall, Zhang Yi's eyes slowly swept over and found that there were not many people. After taking the number of the order of business, he sat down in the seat next to him.

"Unlucky, really unlucky, how did you meet that tough girl here."

"Fifth brother, let's hurry up, if she sees it, we will definitely be punished very badly in the afternoon."

"Let's go ......"

The two young men sitting on the chair not far from Zhang Yi's left were originally chatting about some seductive women as if no one was around, but suddenly, their eyes swept from the bank gate, and they suddenly shook their heads, and after quickly lowering their heads, after whispering a few words, they hunched their waists, lowered their heads, and walked quickly towards the door on the other side.

Zhang Yi's gaze followed the direction that the two young men had just glanced at, and his face was suddenly stunned.

The appearance of the country and the city, the slender and perfect figure, wearing a fiery red sportswear and fiery red Nike sneakers, exudes a cold and arrogant momentum.

Wildness!

Zhang Yi felt an unruly wildness from this girl.

Jiang Hongyan has been in a very bad mood recently, and it can even be said that it is extremely bad.

She is the coach of the county Hongqiang martial arts gym and the owner of a high-end clothing store. Recently, her mother, who had worked hard to raise her, had a strange disease, and there was no way to find out the cause in the county.

Therefore, at the suggestion of the uncle who was the director of the Dongcheng District Police Station, she had already sold the clothing store, and was ready to quit her job as a martial arts instructor and take her mother to Jingnan City for treatment.

She didn't expect that when she came to the bank and was about to save the millions of cash that had been sold out of the clothing store, she found that the two students in the martial arts hall, who were supposed to be training, actually skipped class here.

After chasing more than ten meters away, her feet stopped. Thinking that she was about to quit her coaching job, she looked at the backs of the two who seemed to run away, and after snorting coldly, she turned to look at the business window.

At the moment, her mood was even worse.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and she was in a hurry to go to the martial arts hall to resign, and her eyes turned to Zhang Yi.

"Dude...... How many numbers do you have? ”

Zhang Yi was stunned, looking at Jiang Hongyan, who was nearly one meter eight tall and heroic, and his lips squirmed a few times.

Nabs?

A girl who actually calls herself that?

"What do you ask?"

Jiang Hongyan raised her eyebrows and took a step towards Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, but with that calmness on his face, he said, "No. 0315." ”

Jiang Hongyan looked at the indicator light display number that was handling the business, and found that the number that was going to be handled next was No. 0315.

"I'm in a hurry, can you give me your number? Let me do it first? ”

Zhang Yi was a little dissatisfied with Jiang Hongyan's tone and attitude, but since she was in a hurry, in the spirit of being kind to others, she still reached out and handed the number to the other party. Strode up to the number machine and re-numbered it.

"Guest No. 0315, please go to Window 2 to handle business."

On the radio in the lobby, the sound of the bank shouting was heard.

Jiang Hongyan glanced at Zhang Yi and walked towards the No. 2 window.

"Guest No. 0316, please go to Window 4 to handle business."

"Guest No. 0316, please go to Window 4 to handle business."

"No. 0317 ......"

“0318……”

With several broadcasts, it was found that no one was handling business at the three numbers, and the call came out again on the radio:

"Guest No. 0319, please go to Window 4 to handle business."

Zhang Yi looked at his number and found that it was No. 0319, he suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, and couldn't help but glance at Jiang Hongyan, who had just started to handle business, and Zhang Yi quickly came to window No. 4.

The deposit of 100,000 yuan will be over in two or three minutes.

After Zhang Yi put his bank card and ID card into his wallet, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the bank.

"Yo, we're really a narrow road! I didn't expect to run into you here, a little bastard who didn't clean up. Outside the bank, the big fat man Jin Dabiao rubbed his chin with his right hand, held a cigarette in his left hand, and looked at Zhang Yi with a weird look.

Beside him, the four young men were also full of ill intentions, as if Zhang Yi was their lamb to the slaughter.

Zhang Yi frowned, and after stopping, he looked at Jin Dabiao and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?" ”

Jin Dabiao took a puff of cigarette, and as the smoke came out, he smiled and said, "What are you doing?" Of course I want to you! Boy, the day before yesterday, you made Lao Tzu embarrassed in front of so many people, since we met here today, what's the matter, Lao Tzu has to be smooth! ”

The yellow-haired young man beside him raised his hand to Zhang Yi and said loudly: "Boy, give you two choices, first: kneel down and kowtow to Brother Biao eight times, which can be regarded as an apology, and then you get out; Second: Squat down with your head in your arms and let us beat us up. Two choices, you choose! ”

Zhang Yi felt a wave of anger rise in his heart, he was beaten the day before yesterday, and it was Li Xiaozhi who embarrassed them. This Jin Dabiao and his dog's legs didn't dare to retaliate against Li Xiaozhi, and they wanted to vent their anger on themselves.

A cold voice came out of Zhang Yi's mouth: "What if I don't choose any of them?" ”

Jin Dabiao raised his eyebrows, reached out and threw the cigarette butt on the ground, his fingers pinched "rattle", and said with a sneer: "Don't choose? Then I'm afraid you'll have to go to the hospital for ten days and half a month. ”

Zhang Yi looked at both sides and found that there were many bicycles on one side, and a car was parked on the other side, and it was obviously impossible to escape from both sides.

What to do?

Do you really want to be caught obediently? Let them be beaten up?

No!

Never!

I was beaten by them the day before yesterday, and that was because I didn't pay attention, they rushed up, and after being knocked down by them, I never got up again.

But now, I have taken precautions.

So!

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

Even if you can't beat them, you have to fight.

Zhang Yi clenched his fists, and secretly cheered himself up in his heart: it is enough to knock down one, and make more money by beating down two.

Jin Dayong's small eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze swept over Zhang Yi's clenched fist, and he sneered disdainfully: "What? Want to rebel? ”

The yellow-haired young man next to him rolled his eyes, turned his head to look at Jin Dayong, with a bit of flattery in his tone, and said with a smile: "Brother Biao, just this cowardice, where does he dare to resist?" The day before yesterday, he was beaten by us into that kind of virtue, if his brain was not broken, he would definitely cry and call his mother to kowtow to us to make amends. ”

As his words fell, Jiang Hongyan, who was full of indifference, walked out of the bank with her hands in her pockets.