Chapter 91: A Sauce Duck

Bang!

This muffled sound startled Yang Weicheng.

It was a rubber rod that swept across his scalp and struck the tall scoundrel in the head.

The tall hooligan squatted on the ground with his head in pain, and the two accomplices saw that Yang Weicheng had a helper, and their hearts panicked, and they turned their heads to escape.

Just across the car, a flight attendant in uniform came over: "What are you doing in front?" He shouted as he walked.

Although it is a flight attendant uniform, the uniform is a uniform, which is somewhat deterrent.

The two men were blocked at both ends, and their hands and feet were weak.

Yang Weicheng and the old brother with the rubber rod, and later the flight attendant, restrained the three guys.

"Damn stinky rascals!"

One of the passengers stood up and punched the rascal hard.

Yang Weicheng remembered that the old man had been dozing off just now.

"Don't fight, I'll hand it over to the iron police when I get back to the station." The flight attendant stopped him.

After briefly inquiring about the situation, plus these people were all old acquaintances, the flight attendant called a colleague and escorted the three away.

Yang Weicheng hurriedly slipped to the toilet to solve his personal problems.

As he passed the junction of the carriages, he saw a young girl.

The girl has an apple face, braids, and rustic dress, but her facial features are very handsome. She looked at Yang Weicheng gratefully, without smiling or speaking.

Yang Weicheng guessed that she was probably the girl who was harassed just now, and there were tears on her face.

Another teenager was about 12 or 3 years old, with a tiger head and a 5 or 6-year-old boy next to him, who were the two brothers who bravely resisted just now.

When the young man saw Yang Weicheng, he gave him a thumbs up, and then shouted at the people behind Yang Weicheng: "Dad!" ”

Yang Weicheng glanced back, a black and strong middle-aged man with a height of more than one meter and eight meters, carrying a rubber rod in his hand, and holding his two sons into his arms.

It turned out that he was the one who helped just now.

It's too late!

Yang Weicheng hurriedly rushed into the toilet and felt comfortable for a while.

After coming out, the car just stopped at the station, and Yang Weicheng slowly walked back.

"Little brother, thank you for your righteous action just now!" The tall middle-aged man stopped him and shook his hand warmly.

Yang Weicheng was a little weak-hearted, after going to the toilet just now, there was no water in the faucet, and he didn't have time to wash his hands.

"Well, it's nothing, it's a gesture." Yang Weicheng was polite.

"My surname is Li, my name is Li Mingsong, I live in Mingshui City, Lu Province, and you are welcome to be a guest at my house in the future!" Li Mingsong reported himself very uprightly.

"Yang Weicheng, a native of Zhoushi, Jiangnan."

The two know each other.

After thanksgiving, Yang Weicheng went back to his carriage and sat down, while Li Mingsong came to his wife and children.

"What just happened?" He asked his wife in a low voice.

The wife still has lingering palpitations: "There are thieves and hooligans, they blatantly 'steal money', and they also play hooligans on women." Now, your eldest son, nosy has been beaten. ”

After all, she held her son's face in distress: "Does it hurt?" Mom, look at ......."

"It doesn't hurt!" The young man turned his head very stubbornly, "They are bad guys, I will do patrol hunting in the future, and I will specialize in catching bad guys!" ”

"Son, well done! In the future, I will definitely support you as a patrol dad, but I can't run away from home next time! Li Mingsong gave him a thumbs up, stroked the child's hair, and smiled with satisfaction.

It turned out that the reason why the two couples went out on this non-holiday was entirely because their two sons ran away from home and came to pick up their sons home, which is another story.

said that Yang Weicheng returned to his seat and sat down, and the car began to start slowly.

"How did it take so long?" Li Dong asked while throwing the playing cards.

This thing is really sociable, the kung fu of soaking and peeing, and a young lady and an uncle opposite, actually fought the landlord.

"Don't mention it, there's a little bit of an episode. You sit inside, too lazy to move your nest. ”

Li Dong obediently went in, and Yang Weicheng sat in the aisle.

There was a rush to play the cards, but Li Dong didn't ask again.

The train swayed and continued on its way. Yang Weicheng leaned back in his chair and dozed off in a daze.

Suddenly, a fragrance penetrated into his nostrils and pulled Yang Weicheng out of his sleep. When he opened his eyes, he saw that there was a sauce duck in front of him.

The aroma not only woke Yang Weicheng up, but also interrupted Li Dong's card addiction, and he had already posted a few notes on his head, as if Qin Shi Huang.

"What, it smells so good! Wow, sauce duck! Li Dong turned his head and saw the sauce-colored duck, his saliva was dripping, and when he looked at the person who took the roast duck, he was even more stunned.

Although the girl was dressed rusticly, she was very beautiful, and her big braids were thick and black.

Yang Weicheng recognized this girl at a glance, it was the girl who was at the junction of the carriage just now.

The girl smiled shyly at him, "Give it to you." ”

Put down the sauce duck and turn back to your car.

"Hey, you know?" Li Dong pulled his neck, looked at the girl's slender back and big thick braids, and touched Yang Weicheng's arm.

Yang Weicheng nodded and shook his head again.

"Do you know or don't you know?" Li Dong was in a hurry, and a duck leg was stuffed into his mouth.

"Is it okay to eat duck?" Yang Wei became a Taoist.

That girl is a passerby in life, and no one knows anyone after today.

In the afternoon, when they arrived at Zhonghai, Yang Weicheng and Li Dong first found a hotel to stay.

Now they went out and no longer lived in small hotels, but lived in four-star hotels.

I opened a double room, with a small carpet and a small toilet, which was very comfortable.

Life is comfortable, work is efficient, Yang Weicheng has always adhered to this concept.

After settling down, the two of them went out to visit the night market, ate a round belly, went back to sleep beautifully, and woke up naturally the next day.

Yang Weiwei wanted to go to see the house immediately, but when he passed by the exchange, it was like a huge magnet, attracting him to this small piece of iron.

Near noon, the two came to the edge of Huihai District, where a batch of new residential buildings were for sale.

After getting off the bus, Li Dong was first frightened by the scene in front of him.

“*! What about the house next to the grave, do you really want to buy it here? Li Dong's eyes widened, saying that he didn't understand Yang Weicheng's aesthetics, "Our hometown is not better than here." ”

Yang Weicheng smiled and looked around while standing under the stop sign.

It's desolate now, but decades later, it's hard to find a house with money.

"That's it!" He said.

Li Dong rolled his eyes and muttered: "My aunt's house is so good, it's only 8,000 yuan, don't you ......"

"Alright, let's go!" Yang Weicheng patted him on the shoulder, and the two crossed the street and came to the building group to check.

The houses are new, the layout is good, most of them are about 40-60 square meters, and it is suitable for a family of three or two to live.

Yang Weicheng calculates that in another four or five years, the younger brothers and sisters will be in college, and the house here will just be able to be renovated and lived, and the family will officially move to Zhonghai at that time.

The house in my hometown will be renovated in a few years, and the house must be bought, which is a thought.

After a big turn, Yang Weicheng found that the low occupancy rate of this house was terrifying.

Of course, it is not without demand, mainly because of the housing price and wage ratio.

Some of the four generations of the family in Zhonghai live in a house of more than 20 square meters.

Don't they want to live in a big house? Of course, I want to, but the unit price of these semi-commercial houses is around 1800-2000, which is still unbearable according to Zhonghai, which has a monthly salary of 80 yuan.

But for some reason, looking at the dense buildings, Yang Weicheng's heart was a little numb.

The pigeon cage and the small courtyard are naturally more comfortable.

Zhonghai's small courtyard, who has to live there?

With contradictory thoughts, Yang Weicheng and Li Dong inquired all the way to the local housing management office.

These buildings do not have developers and are supplied by the government. And the house at this time, there is no real estate certificate, and if you want to buy it, you have to go through this agency.

The housing management office is located in the center of the small street, and the gate is hidden in the dense shade of trees, and the two of them have been looking for a long time to find it.

In this kind of unit, naturally there is a porter blocking the way, and an old man with gray hair is wearing reading glasses to read the newspaper and listen to the radio.

Yang Weicheng knocked on the glass window, and the old man raised his head and glanced at them: "Who are you looking for?" ”

Wu Nong spoke softly, but his tone was stiff.

In the same language family, Yang Weicheng and Li Dong can understand it. But it was precisely because they could understand that Li Dong was angry with the old man's arrogant tone.

That look, that subtext, is nothing more than three words - hillbilly.

Yang Weicheng didn't care about this, he said with a smile: "Uncle, let's go in and do something, please open the door and make a record." ”

"What to do, who to find?" The old man looked at the two young men.

"Buy a house." Li Dong threw down a sentence stiffly.

The old man lowered his head in surprise, looked at him through the lenses, and laughed.

"Ahh The old man smiled, "Buying a house? Where to buy a house? Go and go, don't mess with me. ”