CH.12 A Deal from Hell (2)

After the police left, Wen Qitai ran in. Yu Fengkuan was stunned and said, "Brother Tai, I saw you from afar just now, why didn't you come in on the other side?" ”

Wen Qitai said embarrassedly: "Damn, don't mention it." I don't know what's going on, and I'm always uncomfortable when I see the police. I almost stood up and shouted to the captain. ”

"Hey, hey, it's still a shadow? What are you doing with me? I finished watching the film I gave you so quickly last time? It just so happens that I have a batch of **** here, although the scene is not hot and the woman is not beautiful, but the value is real, and the emphasis is on participation! ”

"No, I just need two study materials, the first year of junior high school. My daughter is about to have her final exams. Look for it, I have to go to Xiaolu's aquatic product wholesale store to buy two catties of sea cucumbers! ”

"Why are you so grand?" Yu Fengkuan put the cut nail into his mouth and bit it disgustingly.

"My girl's class has a parent-teacher conference, tonight!"

Half an hour later, Lu Sicheng, who was wearing a pair of 500-degree glasses, raised his head and looked at Wen Qitai's head, the old glasses like a tea-jar collapsed the bridge of his nose: "What's the matter with your head shape?" Are you going to start playing again? ”

"Can I play? The world has changed, and I don't recognize anything but money. Wen Qitai touched his bare head, "It's Lian Fei's pig that shaved." ”

"Oh? Is it the child in the second prison who shaved the prisoner's head? Now I have to be thirty-seven or eighteen, and I have looked for my eldest brother before, but my eldest brother thinks he is too thin and he doesn't want to stay. What, are you two still in touch? ”

"Well, now that he is engaged in fashion art, who doesn't know that he will shave his head? If I had known, I would have bought my own shave and opened a shop. ”

Lu Sicheng laughed.

Wen Qitai took out a wig cover from his pocket: "Fortunately, I was prepared, look at this, I took it from him." ”

Lu Sicheng looked disdainful: "How many years have you kept this middle score?" This living dead man's hairstyle isn't as good as your current bald head. I won't mess with you, to be honest, Lian Fei didn't shave blindly, and now men are popular with this kind of 'horse egg' head, pretending to be a 'social brother'. ”

"Really?" Wen Qitai was stunned, "Am I the soil?" "He has a habit growing up that he wanders whenever he feels something is wrong.

"But what are you doing with me? I'll give you a vaccination first, and no one will borrow my 'pedal'! ”

"Who asked you to borrow a broken pedal? It's funny, how can my brother say that he is also a Santana, and I still don't know your two wheels? As for me, I just want to ask you to buy two catties of cheap sea rice, and then put the dog-like ...... you attended last year's wedding to Guo Dong's brother."

"Don't even think about that dress! That's Jack Jones, and the discount is more than eight hundred! Besides, there are a lot of imitation cards now, don't you see that the tattered ones also wear Nike? ”

"Less fart, you just say you don't give it?"

"Nope! Not really! ”

"You underestimate me too much, I am prepared for everything. Do you think your brother is begging you? Does your wife know that you were in Mengjiaolong's private room last time......"

"Brother, brother! You are vicious! You're amazing! Take it away, I'll serve you, you go to the street to flatten the roller as a painting! ”

After Wen Qitai succeeded, he happily twisted in front of the mirror for a while, and then walked to the school humming a little song.

Suddenly, he received a phone call.

I made the call, and Wen Qitai was my cousin.

Even though he was a cousin, he was twenty years older than me. When I was a child, my parents' unit was quite far away from home, so they left me at my aunt's house. At that time, Qitai was about the same age as me now, and he was an energetic and strong guy. At that time, young people were very enthusiastic about martial arts novels and film and television works, and Wen Qitai played a set of self-created dragon descending eighteen palms at home when he had nothing to do, which was actually random kicking and kicking irregularly. I don't know if he would do the same trick outside, but I don't remember much at the time, but what impressed me the most was that he always came home with a blue nose and a swollen face for a while. My aunt was more open-minded, and seeing that he was not interested in learning and liked to dance with guns and sticks, she sent him to a martial arts teacher to learn wild ways for a few years. In a few years, he had a group of friends of the same age, mostly classmates and colleagues, who grew up in Qujia Village, and they all liked to be shirtless, showing their dark and shiny chest muscles, and having a loud voice.

When I went to elementary school, I moved to Jinma Street, and since then, I haven't seen my cousin once a year, at most at the end of the year, during the Spring Festival. Somehow, he became high-spirited, often saying that it was easy to make money, and he was indeed well-dressed, and his hair was combed black and shiny. He said he had been to big cities in the south, and Yanzhou couldn't compare with it. The neighbors in the neighborhood whispered about him behind his back, saying that he was not a good person and was always chased with shovels. When he got married, at the end of the last century, there was a luxury caravan that I heard would cost 800 yuan an hour to rent. My cousin said that her brother had met a big brother and did business together, and these were his big brother's cars. The legendary eldest brother also came to the wedding, and there were more than a dozen strong men in front of him, and even when he laughed, he had a hideous face.

After a few more years, all these people were gone. When I was in junior high school, Qitai became very depressed, his hair was messy, his eyes were glazed, and his previous energy was gone. It wasn't until I was admitted to high school that he seemed to pick himself up again, got a job as a taxi driver, stopped wandering, and stabilized.

All in all, when I was a child, I had a deep affection for my cousin, and he sang love songs with those buddies, took me to zoos and playgrounds, taught me to play poker and mahjong, and even taught me countless pornographic jokes behind my back, making me blush and cranky prematurely. Therefore, whenever I have a difficult matter, from attending a parent-teacher meeting to a teacher talking to my parents, I always think of asking my cousin for help. Qitai is a small citizen with no ability and a decadent life in the eyes of everyone, but he loves to brag, especially when he was young, he always said that he was familiar with the mayor and secretary, and the officialdom was "clear", every time he saw a cadre or entrepreneur on TV, he had to say that it was his buddy. Since he liked to have nothing to drink in the years before he opened the rental, I don't take his words seriously. And every time everyone encounters difficulties and remembers Qitai's relationship and asks him for help, he is embarrassed to say that he has not been in touch for a long time now, and I am afraid it will be difficult to do. I knew he liked to brag, but I still preferred to believe that it was true, and I often repeated it to my classmates, because I was also vain.

Having said all this, I didn't look for him for anything else this time, I just wanted him to come to school to cheer me on. I am usually more honest and responsible, polite to my classmates, and respectful to my teachers, but last week when I went to the office to get the failing test papers, I accidentally smashed the potted plants that the geography teacher had carefully cultivated for a long time. Even though I tried my best to apologize, I was still scolded. I'm honest, I'm used to being disciplined, and I don't feel any grievances. But this is not over, this week, when I was in geography class, I was occasionally distracted, and the long-planned geography teacher seized the opportunity to ask me to repeat what I just said. Of course I couldn't say it, so I was severely reprimanded, and she picked up my stationery box and hit me on the head, and then threw it out again. That stationery box was given to me by my first girlfriend on my birthday - well, I admit that it was not appropriate for me to fall in love in junior high school, but I mean I cherish it - and this time I couldn't help it, and said very politely, teacher, you shouldn't be so public about personal vendettas. Although the tone of this sentence was mild, it directly stripped the ugliness of the geography teacher at a glance, which made her so angry that she kicked me out of the door, punished me for squatting 500 times, and ran around the playground 20 laps. I silently complied, but this resigned gave her the illusion that the punishment was not in place, and she announced that I could no longer enter her class in order to pay for the potted plant I had given her. I can't agree to this, I didn't contradict or insult the teacher, and I couldn't even give a warning, how can a student who has not violated the school rules be deprived of the right to education for no reason since he has paid the tuition?