The Ankang Internet Café is probably Peng Cheng's turtle shell for escapism, he can shrink inside, think about nothing, do nothing but play games. He always said to Beibei: "Daughter-in-law, you let me play for a while, you let me play enough I'll be fine, I just haven't played enough!" Bei Bei didn't dare to refute those words, he used to say this about the cat machine, she really wanted to scold him.

Peng Cheng was unkempt in the Internet café almost every day, and his head was full of oil, which made him look not white at all, black like a smoker. He still likes to eat the egg fried rice next door, it is really a sturdy little restaurant, after so long, he is still scrambling egg fried rice, and he is still the fat boss. Men's tastes are probably the same, there are no eggs in a big bowl of rice, but Peng Chengfei said that there is the taste of eggs in it, and he never gets tired of eating it.

Bei Bei has been comforting herself in the fear of waiting, she waited for Peng Cheng to have had enough, she was tired, tired of playing, waiting for him to walk out of the Internet café by himself, but, looking at his fried hair, it seemed endless.

She began to want to run, the small restaurant that had only been open for a few months really left her too much time to breathe, and she repaid a lot of money, and she didn't have to borrow it all day. It's a pity that no one expected Peng Cheng to come back so soon, maybe not unexpectedly, after all, the cruel truth always makes people not want to face it. The balance in Babe's pocket, which was not thick, was getting smaller and smaller, and the speed at which it was decreasing frightened her, and she had barely paid a penny this month, and it didn't seem to be enough.

Peng Cheng is still playing games without restraint, he plays the game well, League of Legends, he makes good use of the Sword Master. Whenever he started the game, the whole Internet café would come to watch, if there was no Juggernaut, he mostly chose Kenji, he liked the lightning speed of assassins, showing off his skills in front of everyone, which seemed to make him more and more excited.

"Daughter-in-law, how much money do we have?" you know, he always looks complacent.

"Less than three hundred. ”

"Huh?"

It's another day like this, as long as he doesn't work, Peng Cheng will live such a day. Bei Bei sat next to him, he was indeed living in poverty, his pants were torn, and his clothes were from a few years ago. Beibei's face was sad, her friends had borrowed it twice, and she couldn't open her mouth anymore if she borrowed it again.

Peng Cheng only knows how to play games, less than three hundred, he heard it just salty and not light, he didn't think about how to live when he had no money at the end of the month, he would only call and shout that he was hungry, but he never asked if the money was spent in the Internet café, what do you want her to do when she is hungry?

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"Daughter-in-law, you get me something to eat, I'm hungry. This is what Peng Cheng says every time, and it is basically the first thing he says when he sees Beibei, Hu San drinks four, surrounded by a bunch of admirers with the same face of oil, his words are like orders.

Bei Bei had a cold face, turned around and went to the stall next door to give Peng Cheng some egg fried rice, it was the eldest brother next door who personally delivered the rice that day, just in time for Peng Cheng's game to be over. He is the one who has to finish the game to enjoy the egg fried rice, it just so happens that the eldest brother is also a game enthusiast, he knew that Peng Cheng played well, and he didn't send the rice, so he stood behind the young man with a box to help, that one didn't win, but Peng Cheng still killed super god, and at the end, the rice was cold.

He was so thin and had a bad appetite, he always didn't eat to make him hungry, but he couldn't eat anything, and he had more than half left that day, and he always had more than half left.

"I'm not going to eat it, daughter-in-law, throw it away!" he said, glaring at his big innocent eyes, as if to say something inconsequential, but this time he angered Babe.

"Peng Cheng, why don't you finish your order? You only ate a few bites, and threw away the rest?" Bei Bei asked him incredulously, she looked at the egg fried rice that was half left, fucking the ball. She took the hard-earned money she earned, and she had to borrow some extra money every month, and it was all on this man, and he actually used such money to play games, and if he couldn't eat white rice, he would have to fuck the eggs, and if he couldn't eat it, he would let himself pour it out without even a little pity, fucking the eggs.

Peng Cheng frowned and looked at her, his face suddenly changed, he knew that the problem was serious, and the game that had begun could not wait, he was in a hurry, he was very impatient and said: "Daughter-in-law, why are you doing this! Oh, I really can't eat it, then don't pour it, you just let it go!"

This is definitely not some kind of bullshit love, at this moment, the girl was extremely sure of this, she stared at Peng Cheng's strange face, and sweat oozed from her spine. He was afraid that he would soon get angry, and she could weigh that the game was more than just a game for him. Bei Bei shouldn't have provoked him, she knew she couldn't clean it up, but at that moment, she chose the worst way to open it.

"Then you can do it, then I'll go. ”

"You're been, you're been, you look at you, you don't, oops fuck me. Peng Cheng took time out of his busy schedule to turn around and stop Bei Bei, he freed his left hand and grabbed the girl's clothes, but what really made Bei Bei stop was he said Oh, fuck me.

"Don't daughter-in-law, don't make trouble, what are you leaving! You, look at me, look at me. ”

Looking at each other, Peng Cheng's brows frowned repeatedly, imperceptibly, and the two faced each other for a long time, and Bei Bei sat down obediently. She didn't want to quarrel with Peng Cheng in the Internet café, she didn't want to hear Peng Cheng yelling at herself in the Internet café, or she didn't want to go out and shout instead of being in the Internet café. She exhaled softly, genuinely tired.

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Beibei's luck is good, Peng Cheng played particularly well that day, he is indeed a game master, but there are times when he doesn't play well, this kind of bad luck will accompany him for a long time, as long as he loses the game, he will be like losing the game in the dark field, he will not admit to death, so he will start the next game until he wins.

But fortunately, he won, and the win was particularly light.

"Then I'm leaving, it's late. ”

"That's okay, then you go! The husband won't send you. Peng Cheng seemed to have forgotten his previous grievances, and he was no longer angry.

"No, you never send me!" Bei Bei seemed to be a little lonely in her heart, she was obviously so scared that she wanted to run, but Peng Cheng's indifference at this moment still made her heart sour.

"Cut, then I'll send you!" Peng Cheng turned off the monitor and walked out.

"No, I don't need you to send it. Bei Bei walked in front, pretending to retreat, Peng Cheng ran over two steps and took her hand: "Daughter-in-law, you can leave me some money!"

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The flip of life is like this, not embarrassing, not embarrassing, imperceptible. Bei Bei touched the little money in his pocket, afraid that it would not even be a hundred: "How much do you want?"

"I paid ten yuan on credit from the Internet café yesterday, buy a box of cigarettes for a while, stay overnight tonight, and leave me forty during the day tomorrow!" Peng Cheng counted where every penny would be spent to prove that he didn't ask for more money. Forty is indeed not much, and the Communist Party can't do anything big, and for the rich, it must not be too much.

Bei Bei took out the money from her pocket, a few messy banknotes, and more than a hundred yuan in the salary card, this is all her money, anyway, sooner or later, she has to borrow it, give it to him, it's just to borrow some early.

"We only have so much money left?" Peng Cheng asked with some surprise as he looked at the few crumpled cold-colored tickets in Beibei's hand.

"Hmm!" Babe answered, counting forty, and there was still a few left. She put the rest into her bag, stuffed the forty in her hand to Peng Cheng, and watched his thin white fingers tentatively take the money.

Both of them stared at the money, it was only forty, and the fragmentary forty was far less light than a ticket of fifty. Peng Cheng gently twisted the crumpled tickets, took out ten yuan, and stuffed them back into Beibei's hand.

"Then I'll give you thirty! ”

"No, you can keep it! By the end of the month, it will definitely not be enough, I will think of a way. Bei Bei really didn't want this money, and Peng Cheng's humility didn't make her much better, she knew that if she left the ten yuan, Peng Cheng would play with the Internet café on credit tomorrow, and it was the same with her back and hugging it, and it was the same as Shen.

"Daughter-in-law, then I won't ask you for money tomorrow, I'll figure it out myself, you don't have to worry about me. Peng Cheng lifted his shirt and took care of the money, and the person seemed to be happier, and he swore that he said this, as if he had made a great sacrifice, but the girl was even more unhappy.

"Well, then I'm leaving. ”