In the dark night, the shadow of the lonely lamp and tree, in a foreign land, was besieged and recognized as a thief.

Any of the above is a tragedy for one person, let alone four.

Yang Weicheng was pushed and shoved by the crowd, and he only felt that his scalp was numb.

The sudden sound was like a clear spring in the desert and ice cream in the scorching heat, which really made him feel comfortable from his hair to his heels.

It turned out that it was the girl on the bus who spoke.

As soon as Zhou Xiaofei spoke, everyone gave way.

"The bitter lord is here, let's give it up!" A fat man in his fifties shouted.

Yang Weicheng has a black line in his head, is it a bitter master? It turns out that this salt shaker belongs to hers?

On second thought, yes, her family lived at the end of the alley, and the thief had just crawled out of her house.

"That, this ......" Yang Weicheng was carrying a yellow schoolbag in his hand, and in the eyes of the masses, that was the evidence of the crime.

Everyone shouted and demanded that he be sent to the yamen to be punished.

Zhou Xiaofei didn't speak, but snatched the yellow schoolbag, carefully took out the salt jar from it, and was relieved to see that the salt jar was intact.

Zhou Xiaohua also ran over, and when he saw that it was Yang Weicheng, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Although he doesn't know Yang Weicheng, since he is Lin Yiyi's friend, he shouldn't be a bad person, right?

After all, Lin Yiyi is such a beautiful and kind girl.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaohua thanked him desperately while calming the emotions of the big guys.

"It's a misunderstanding, he's not a thief, he's my friend."

As soon as he said this, everyone was not happy.

The uncle was the first to attack: "What? Your friend? Your family doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, and you come to joke with everyone? ”

"It's just that the game of wolf is not fun!"

"Really, his personality is as eccentric as his grandmother!"

"This family is quite eccentric."

Everyone vented their dissatisfaction and turned to leave.

Zhou Xiaohua breathed a sigh of relief, wearing slippers, shorts and a vest, his whole body was already soaked with sweat.

"Feifei, I have to go back to see my grandmother first." Zhou Xiaohua said to his sister.

Zhou Xiaofei nodded: "You go back first, I'll go back immediately." ”

"Oh, then be careful!" Zhou Xiaohua told her sister uneasily, and glanced at Yang Weicheng again.

Yang Weicheng waved at him: "I'll send her back." ”

"Thanks!" Zhou Xiaohua smiled faintly and hurriedly ran home.

Grandma has bad legs and feet, and walks slowly, but she is also walking this way, and he is worried that the old man will fall.

"This was dropped by the thief just now, and when I picked it up, this was the only one in it."

When everyone left, Yang Weicheng said to Zhou Xiaofei.

Zhou Xiaofei nodded: "I know, thank you." But why are you still here? ”

"Uh...... It's hard to put into words. Yang Weicheng subconsciously went to his pocket to touch the cigarette case, but found that it had already been smoked.

And Zhou Xiaofei also saw the cigarette butts all over the ground, frowned, and said secretly: "I am young, and I smell of cigarettes." ”

She carried her bag and said to Yang Weicheng: "Then I'll go first, thank you." ”

"I'll send you, I promised your brother just now."

Zhou Xiaofei did not object, and the two walked on the road one after the other.

"Is this an antique?" Yang Weicheng asked.

Zhou Xiaofei smiled: "It depends on what the definition of antiques is." ”

"Oh." Yang Weicheng didn't ask, lest people be suspicious, and he didn't bother to explain too much.

After sending Zhou Xiaofei home, Yang Weiguo really ran all the way back to the hotel, took a shower, and slept until noon the next day.

said that the matter of thieves in the middle of the night is just a small wave in life for Yang Weicheng and others.

At most, everyone talked about it for a few days, and then they were diluted by the joy of paying their salaries.

But for some, stealing, especially if it fails, is a fatal blow.

The thief Yao Bo lost his hand and slipped on the street until dawn before he dared to go home.

In that family, there was no old mother as he said, only his 'brothers and sisters' with different surnames.

They lived in a three-room house in the suburbs in the south of Zhoushi, and lived in more than a dozen people.

As soon as he got home in the morning, Yao Bo was taken to Scar by his eldest brother.

Scar Ye is in his 40s this year, thin and small, but he manages all the people here and owns all the women in this yard.

Scar Ye was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast, a bowl of small wontons, two fried raw wontons, and tofu brains, which was an extremely hearty meal.

Suck and suck.

Scar Ye picked up the bowl and ate tofu brain, making a happy sound. After eating, he wiped his mouth, took out paper and shredded tobacco and rolled a cigarette to smoke.

From beginning to end, Scar Ye didn't look at him.

Yao Bo trembled with fright.

The eldest brother kicked him: "Don't shake, stand up straight for Lao Tzu!" ”

"Hey, brothers, love and help each other." Scar finally spoke.

"Yes, Scar." The eldest brother replied respectfully.

"Yao Bo, where's the thing?"

Scar took a puff of his cigarette, and the thick smoke wafted around.

Yao Bo said in a low voice: "No, I didn't get my hands on ......"

"Didn't get it?" Scar Ye rolled his eyelids and stared at him coldly, "Why didn't you get your hands on it?" Didn't steal it? ”

"I stole it, but I was caught." Yao Bodao.

Scar Ye smiled: "Yao Bo, since you were three or four years old, I picked you up from the entrance of the village, and now, it has been more than ten years, right?" Say in good conscience, What have I done to you all these years? ”

Yao Bo thought, don't you know what you do to me? From not having enough snacks and warm clothes, when we grow up a little, they force us to beg. Bigger and force us to steal.

He looked at his hands, which were stacked with new and old wounds, some of which had even affected the function of his fingers. And all of these are the marks left by Scar Ye when he trained them in the Golden Finger Technique.

Yao Bo hated Scar, but at the same time he was grateful to him.

Indeed, as Scar Ye said, his life was picked up by Scar Ye.

Yao Bo has no memories before the age of three. His life after the age of three does not belong to him.

"Okay, I won't say more, boss, you know what to do, right?" Scar wiped his hands on the towel that he couldn't see his true colors, stood up and walked into the house.

The eldest brother took out a rattan with the thickness of his thumb and said to Yao Bo: "Lie on your stomach, it's hot, don't make me work harder." ”

Yao Bo silently lay on the stool and pouted his buttocks.

There was the sound of thrashing in the courtyard, and the muffled sound of his suppressed pain.

said that Yang Weicheng stayed in Zhoushi for two more days and visited all the places he hadn't played before, but he was actually thinking about how to deal with Lin Yiyi's problem.

He seems to have caused her too much harm and led her astray into the 'wrong path'.

If her future is a little unpredictable because of this, Yang Weicheng will blame herself deeply for the rest of her life.

At noon that day, under the shade of the trees on the riverbank of the park, Yang Weicheng sat on a bench and smoked, looking at the calm water in a daze.

At this point, there are not many people in the park, and when you stand under the sun for ten minutes, people will produce a layer of oil.

There seems to be a pair of young people falling in love behind them, and love is indispensable in any era. If you don't have it in your life, it's really less interesting to live.

Yang Weicheng only heard them faintly chatting about related topics, but his more thoughts were on Lin Yiyi.

Suddenly, on the grass behind them, the couple began to argue, and the argument became louder and louder, and finally the girl suddenly let out a hoarse shout.

"What are you doing? Let me go! ”

The voice was wrong, Yang Weicheng subconsciously looked back, and found that the man was putting the girl down on the ground.

The girl naturally struggled desperately, but there was a huge difference in strength and height between men and women, and she was finally put down.

The man said, "I just want to be nice to you, why don't you be nice to me?" ”

He had a black line in his head: "Is this guy so anxious?" ”

Got up and walked over and patted the man on the back.

As soon as the man turned around, he saw a fist flying fiercely.

Bang!

He received a heavy blow to the jaw and fell to the ground.

"Poof!" The man opened his mouth and spat out bloody foam, "You dare to hit me?" ”

When he got up, he rushed at Yang Weicheng, he thought that he was not unable to beat, but was attacked by a sneak attack.

However, reality soon slapped him in the face.

He pounced on it for less than 2 seconds, and then flew out again, this time even worse, lying on the ground holding his stomach and unable to get up.

Yang Weicheng took a cigarette in his mouth and slapped his face.

"Want to wrestle with me? You're still tender. ”

After dealing with the man, Yang Weicheng had time to look down at the girl, and suddenly his eyes widened: "Why are you again!" ”

Lying on the ground, disheveled, it turned out to be the girl on the bus that night. In my impression, she seems to be called Fei Fei or something.

Zhou Xiaofei was in a terrible mood, she hurriedly got up, ignoring the bruises on her arms and neck.

"yes, it's me again, I'm sorry to trouble you."

This tone does not look like gratitude at all.