In the early nineties, due to the strengthening of the management of knives by the police station of City A, all the knife stalls were banned, and there were only barbecue stalls in the lively square.

In order not to affect the crowd at work, the city management set the time for the barbecue stall to open before six o'clock the next day, and some stall owners who want to make more money often step on the point for the sake of money, so it is said that City A, which is not yet dawn in the early morning, is the only place where you can eat and fill your stomach.

Guo Xiaosong followed these 'motorcycle boys' to the 'Peace Square', and the sky was still dark, only the 'gas lights' on the stall owners' tables were flickering brightly.

"Third brother, let's sit here, the pigeons roasted at his house are delicious," Guo Xiaoshan has been busy with his work since he entered junior high school, his father Guo Kaishan's work has been busy, first seconded to the headquarters to the chief as a secretary, and later transferred to a provincial military region to work, his mother Guan Yue is even more doting on him, Guan Yue himself is a person who is not at home, and his son Guo Xiaoshan is just like her, anyway, he went home so early, and there was no food at home, home was in Guo Xiaoshan's young heart, it has always been a hotel, and it was cold, and his father Guo Kaishan went home to live for two days when he was happy, that is, in those two days, her mother Guan Yue would go home from work at normal times, and the rest of the time, only Guo Xiaoshan stayed at home for the longest time.

Ten yuan a roast pigeon, the 'motorcycle boys' asked for dozens of at once, the stall owner and his wife saw that they were regular customers, and they greeted warmly, all the imported motorcycles lined up in a horizontal line, and the car lights were on, illuminating the area where they were sitting early 'lit up'. ’

"Boss, you don't have a few sheds here, it's too cold!" Guo Xiaosong and Hao Bin were already acquainted, so he came to the oven without restraint. Watch the stall owner couple in action.

'Originally, there was a shed, and then the city management did not let it be built, saying that the wind was too strong in winter, and all we used in this industry were charcoal fires, and the northwest wind blew everywhere, and the fire caught fire on the shed, and most of the main roads in winter were standing on this side to eat, or they would pack and take them away, little brother, listen to your accent is also local. Where are you a soldier? 'The stall owner has seen everything, and not far from here is the 'Garrison Headquarters' in City A.

'I was a soldier in the capital, and I went home to visit my family during the Chinese New Year, this barbecue smell is really good, your business must be good! ’

It's okay, it's much better than going to work, and now the efficiency of the factory is not good, 60% of the capital, which is not as much as the two of us in one night." The stall owner was still confident in his income, and the flower beds in the square were already filled with empty cages full of pigeon feathers.

'Here's one!' Guo Xiaosong took a cigarette in his mouth. He handed the cigarette case to the stall owner.

'Good smoke,' the stall owner was not polite, and took out two in a row, one biting into his mouth. One was pinned to his ear, and he picked up a piece of red-hot charcoal with fire tongs and sent it to Guo Xiaosong.

Dressed in a military coat. Wearing a cotton hat, Guo Xiaosong really didn't dare to smoke with his mouth, and went directly to catch the charcoal, he said, "You put it there, I'll come by myself." ’

When the stall owner saw that Guo Xiaosong didn't accept his affection, he made a 'sample' and lit a cigarette.

Guo Xiaosong's painting of cats and tigers is a natural strength, as soon as he saw the stall owner put down the tongs, he also took it with his hand, sandwiched a piece of red charcoal, and lit his own cigarette.

The smell of roast pigeons spread far and wide, and the 'motorcycle boys' who were already freezing in the cold wind smelled the smell of food, and their saliva flowed out, most of these people were also children of wealthy families, that is, after knowing Hao Bin and Guo Xiaoshan, they gathered together to share the scene of roast pigeons, just like the refugee footage shown on TV, greedily eating and eating.

Beer, beer with cold stubble, eating this hot roast pigeon is very delicious, Guo Xiaoxiao ate the whole one in one breath, and drank another bottle of beer.

'Give! Hao Bin held several pieces of food with iron drills in his hand and handed two to Guo Xiaosong.

'What's that?' ’

'You'll eat it if you're given it, it's a good thing anyway,' Hao Bin happily ate a bunch first.

Savored this skewer, the taste was something Guo Xiaosong had never encountered before, and he said while eating, "It's a bit like a chicken Zhenzi, but there is no chicken Zhenzi Dao, you tell me, what is this." ’

"Real guns, called cow eggs, haven't eaten it, this thing is a big supplement, you eat more, and try it at dawn with your female classmate!" After speaking, Hao Bin smiled and left.

The size of the cow egg is indeed very large, but under the sharp blade of the stall owner, more than a dozen strings of such things have been formed, Guo Xiaosong ate very deliciously, and ate more than a dozen strings in a row, until he couldn't eat anymore, he didn't stop.

'Brother Shan, those boys in the iron are here, and they all have the guys in their hands! ’

The railway middle school in City A also has a 'school protection team', which is spontaneously organized by the students of this junior high school, and they often clash with students from other schools, Guo Xiaoshan is lustful, and runs away after picking up the school flower of other schools, so these students have been looking for him, and the boundary of the 'Peace Square' is the 'point' of Guo Xiaoshan and Hao Bin, and these students are also prepared, and they are either 'steel baskets' or pickaxes.

"Hao Mao'er, settle the bill quickly, these B's are not anything to mess with!" Guo Xiaoshan is the 'military advisor' of this group, and he is not afraid to wear shoes when he is barefoot, he still understands this.

'Run a JB, you want to run, so many brothers, you run consciously!' Seeing that the other party was only a dozen meters away from him, these people were running towards the light, and they really didn't pay much attention.

"Okay, if you don't run, then let's do it, I'll find a guy first!" Guo Xiaoshan searched for a long time at the stall, and finally found an iron 'stove hook' that the stall owner usually hooked. ’

The 'motorcycle boys' are not people who have fought once or twice, some of them are picking up stones from the ground, some are looking for the right tools, and they are all actively preparing for the war.

Guo Xiaosong came to the stall owner's side, took out the money to pay, and said loudly to Hao Bin, "I'll settle the account first!" ’

Hao Bin is now bare-handed, and the weapon is useful, and it can be snatched from the opponent's hand. That's good, he gave Guo Xiaosong a thumbs up, and didn't say anything after that.

The members of the two teams stopped five or six meters apart, and the young man led by the other party dragged a pickaxe in his hand and shouted loudly, "Guo Xiaoshan, you still dare to come, I didn't tell you before, you came to our place." We met once and played once, and the accounts of the two of us were not cleared up last time, so you will send them to the door again today! ’

Guo Xiaoshan relied on his brother to support him, and he also said, "This place is opened by you, Lao Tzu loves to come whenever he wants, you can come whenever you don't accept it, and the police will come when the time comes." Anyway, you guys are the ones who find fault first! The little rascal knows the law, and that's a painful thing, in order to find a reason to excuse himself after committing a crime. Although Guo Xiaoshan did not study well, he still memorized the "Regulations on Public Security Administration Punishments", and there was only one thing in his thoughts, that is, not to take the initiative.

'Don't give me sè. You guys, you kid don't have the guts, Guo Xiaoshan. Do you dare to come out, go head-to-head with me, do you dare! Pointing at Guo Xiaoshan with a pickaxe, this young man who could fit Guo Xiaoshan overwhelmed him in momentum.

"Single-handedly a JB, you see the commander of the other country and the other side of the warrior alone, if you want to kill me, you have to ask me if these brothers agree!" Guo Xiaoshan was afraid that the other party would throw the pickaxe at him, so he took a step back after speaking.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's do it, everyone is optimistic, just look for Guo Xiaoshan to cut, others don't care, kill me to pay for my life!" After the young man led by the other party shouted, he was the first to rush towards Guo Xiaoshan.

'You're a JB, I'm cāo you!' The 'motorcycle boy' beside Guo Xiaoshan threw the stone in his hand at the boy who ran over.

'Horn! The pickaxe hit the stone, the stone was like a softball, flying high, Guo Xiaoshan saw this scene, turned around and ran, he was ready to start his motorcycle, the opponent in front of him, he couldn't resist at all.

"Oh, oh, what are you doing at such a young age, what are you doing, what are you doing," the stall owner saw that there were too many such incidents, and he pushed the fighting teenagers while getting them to leave his stall, his ultimate goal was not to let the fight affect his things.

Guo Xiaosong kept watching, he didn't know what to do, but seeing Guo Xiaoshan letting the other party chase and fight, he still planned to reach out to help him.

'Hey, you wait,' Guo Xiaosong walked a few steps quickly, and stopped the collar of the coat that was chasing Guo Xiaoshan.

'Who are you looking for?' If I beat him, does it have anything to do with you? ’

'It's not good for children to fight, what if the police come in a while, you parents don't care about you!' ’

"Damn, where did you come from, you care about me, you let me go, boss, there's a stinky soldier, come here," because Guo Xiaosong grabbed the collar of his neck on his back, the young man moved a few times, but he still didn't get rid of it, so he called someone.

Not far away is the 'City A Garrison Headquarters', and the teenagers who have been yearning to be soldiers since they were children don't dare to act rashly, 'Squad leader, where are you?' ’

'Can you give me a face, you won't fight again today!' Guo Xiaosong let go of his hand grasping the collar of his coat, and the boy ran away.

'Hey, Guo Xiaoshan, did you invite him?' ’

"Yes, what's the matter, this is my brother, you have the ability to cut him!" Guo Xiaoshan hid behind Guo Xiaosong, but his mouth was not idle, and he kept shouting.

"What do you say, if you can't beat someone, if you can't beat someone, if you can't beat someone," the young man with a pickaxe really didn't dare to step forward and hit Guo Xiaosong with a pickaxe, although Guo Xiaosong was not very strong, but he was still tall.

"I can't stand it today, you have the ability, and you bring the guy, you have the ability to put the guy down, don't you want to go alone, come with my third brother, don't you dare to give you a few guts!" Guo Xiaoshan thought that Guo Xiaosong would be his talisman.

"Okay, don't fight the big guys, don't fight, come here, and kill a trip to bite the gold halfway!" The pickaxe shouted at the boy, and his accomplices gathered around him.

There were not many weapons in their hands, and most of the 'motorcycle boys' suffered losses, but fortunately, the other party stopped, and they also got time to breathe, and they all came to Guo Xiaosong's side. (To be continued......)