No one can see it

Peng Cheng didn't want to be a waiter anymore, which is why he didn't run away while it was dark, not only paid back the money, but also stayed in that field to sweep the floor for two days. He stopped Bei Bei from shouting with the aunt in the flower skirt, so he didn't need Bei Bei to do it at all, he could do it himself. On the morning of the incident, he even told Baan what he could do to get the rest of his salary back, but he didn't do that himself. He stopped Bei Bei because he and her purpose were different, just like he and Baan had different purposes, he would rather Bei Bei take out 60,000 yuan to help him fill the hole, because that job, those machines, he wanted to continue to work.

He still looked away, and the eagerness that he wanted too much made him lose his judgment.

Although he was only a good person there, Peng Cheng felt the greatest respect, respect from the top of society, those who had a head and a face and a lot of money called him little brother, but this was not the fundamental reason why he was reluctant to do this job, more importantly, in his heart, the scrap yard was a promising place.

You must know that the stimulation of that money can make everyone, everyone, everyone excited, Peng Cheng believes that as long as he can stay and give him a chance, he can dig back 60,000 yuan without a penny.

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He knew he could.

Sixty thousand, but only sixty thousand, what people are constantly instigating in their hearts, those are very terrible, like snowflakes fluttering in the sky, filling everything you can see in front of you, everywhere in this world, only temptation. He understands that this courage Beibei doesn't have, neither does Baan, the people around him, the people he has seen may not have, but he wants to stay, he wants to ......

These, he couldn't explain to Beibei, even with Ba'an, with Anba, he couldn't understand who he was talking to, they were all helping fools, all of them were fools, and fools only deserved to follow the crowd behind smart people, as for his Peng Cheng's vision, no one could see it.

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Last night, Baan resolutely refused to come out a little, and the stupid big man was cautious without saying a word, and sat on the high stool next to the fishing machine with his waist bent. He was looking at himself asking Bei Bei for money, and his bright little eyes really wanted to slap him. Peng Cheng thought that if he let the boss see his sincerity, it would be pitiful, and he might leave him behind if he made up for it, so that he would have a chance to win more 60,000.

In those two days, he swept the floor every day, and his back hurt again. The back pain made him sober up a lot, and after thinking about it for a long time, he finally had to admit that he had already entered a desperate situation, and giving up had become the only way he was forced to see him now. The old lady in the flower skirt didn't look for him anymore, and Brother Hei didn't care about him, so he could only hang around on the edge of the field every day. When he was busy at night, he was still sweeping the floor, no matter how busy he was, Brother Hei personally gave the fishing machine in the back, Maserati's aunt would also say a few words to him, and the rest of the people were quite afraid of him, everyone knew that he had accompanied two thousand yuan, and now he was working here for nothing, slowly topping the account.

"What are you talking about, when will this be done, and the 60,000 yuan will be over?"

The world is stupid! It's like the soul ferry, and the naked eye can't see it. Peng Cheng is not picky about his aunt, he is just annoyed for a while, but he has no ability to do anything here, and staying any longer is no different from being a waiter.

He didn't want to be a waiter, so he thought of Sogo.

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On the day he left, Peng Cheng got off work and got on the bus and left. He didn't go home, he went straight to the long-distance station, he didn't even take the bike with him, he kept it locked to the iron cover of the window of the small dark field. That small dark field has not been opened again since he had an accident, and now he is going to the county seat, and the bicycle is not needed, there is nothing in this world that he Peng Cheng is reluctant to, he glanced back, and did not remember how Bei Bei was embarrassed to buy it that day, and left without hesitation.

On the first call he made to the county seat, he called the aunt, the old Maserati lady who pretended to be beautiful and pretentious: "Auntie, I'm leaving, I don't want the car, you can keep it!" The keys were hung on the pile of red cardboard boxes next to the garbage dump. ”,

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Early the next morning, Bei Bei went to catch the morning intercity bus again. It's still that station, it's still that orange-red bus, and it seems that she goes to that county seat every winter.

There was a strong smell of rice cakes in the air, mysteriously sweet, Bei Bei looked at the stall next to him, the pancakes were gone, and an aunt who sold rice cakes came.

The aunt who sells rice cakes is dressed in a white gown and a small yellow hat, and she looks very clean. Looking through the rice cake steaming with heavy heat, everyone is calm, Beibei's mood is completely different from the last time she went to the detention center to see Peng Cheng, this time, she is not hungry at all, she just wants to rush to the county seat earlier and see him earlier.

Two young men walked by, a young man with a little girl of the same age. The emaciation of young people is generally turned into energy venting no matter how much they eat, and the girl's treasury pipe is as slender as a man's arm. The boy asked his aunt to add more sugar to the rice cake, and he was about twenty years old, even younger than Peng Cheng when Bei Bei first met. He pulled the tired girl, and with every step, the girl's body stubbornly fell backwards, and it could be seen that she really didn't want to walk.

Bei Bei remembered that she and Peng Cheng were so tired that they couldn't stand at the station like this, and Peng Cheng kept holding her, but she was complaining, and he always coaxed her.

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"Daughter-in-law, are you tired?" Peng Cheng pulled this Beibei tightly, and his slender arm went to wrap around the girl's relatively thick waist, she seemed to be a little bigger for him, but it did not prevent him from being greedy and covetous.

"Don't keep screaming. Bebe tried to break free, but he hugged her tighter, and then she stopped struggling. Insincerely, the girl's heart was beautiful, and she even became more and more proud, but she didn't give up: "Don't be like this, we look like mother and son, you are like this, I can't help it." ”

"Can you hang a little more?Ms. Wen Beibei, I found out why you are so good at everything?" Peng Cheng deliberately acted unhappy, shouting in a high tone, but it was difficult to hide the snickering at the corner of his mouth. He understood that it was a kind of show-off of a hypocritical woman, and no one did not like a younger and more enthusiastic life, and so did men, and so did women.

"Where are we like mother and son, how can you still give birth to such a big son as me?"

This was not a problem either, so no one would really dwell on it, Babe shook off his arm, and then, reluctantly walking away, began to lift her foot back and forth, her heels so tired that her feet hurt.

"Daughter-in-law, if you're tired, sit down for a while. ”

"Hey!" That didn't seem to be a good idea, Bei Bei turned around and pointed at Peng Cheng with a finger, and warned him with round eyes: "You, you, don't you talk, do you hear?" She motioned for Peng Cheng to go to the side: "You go over there for me to squat, don't scream anymore, do you hear?"

Peng Cheng was very reluctant, but he still walked to the side, he was aggrieved, but he didn't say anything, just squatted silently on the side of the road. The young man held his head and squatted flat, and then the girl came and crouched to his left and did not speak. The two of them squatted side by side, Peng Cheng turned his head to look at her, looked at her and didn't look at himself, just silently accompanied him, and suddenly pursed his lips and was happy.