Chapter Eighty-Seven: Acting

In Beishi Village, the mahjong parlor has just opened for business, and people have come to serve it one after another. There are a few passers-by scattered on the village road, and some villagers are riding bicycles to take their children to school. From time to time, several motorcycles rumbled through the village road.

On the branches, the birds chirped pleasantly.

It's just that a few big men dressed in black, wearing sunglasses, holding sticks in their hands, and carrying iron chains on their backs broke the silent morning.

They behaved rudely, walked with a swagger, and spat on the ground with "click, bumper". An elderly grandmother had just pushed open the door of her house and wanted to go out to the vegetable field to pick up the cabbage sum, when she saw a few fierce rough men coming from the front, she was so frightened that she quickly closed the door.

They stopped in front of Huang Yanzi's house, one stood at the door arrogantly banging on the wall with a stick, the other dragged the chain back and forth in front of his house, and the other picked up a bullhorn and shouted at the door: "Huang Grandson! Get out of here! He shouted and slammed the door with a stick.

Aunt Cao on the opposite street was drying clothes in the yard, and when she heard a noise outside the house, she hurriedly opened the door to leave a crack to check what was going on outside.

"Lao Cao, those guys are here again!" Aunt Cao saw that the person standing in front of Huang Luozi's house was the gang of hooligans collecting debts.

Uncle Cao was wearing pajama pants and was about to go to the dining room to fetch water to drink, when he heard his wife shouting, he immediately ran over, "What! Hasn't it been a while? ”

"Who knows what this yellow is up to." Aunt Cao only hopes that this group of guys will leave soon, the last time they came, they ruined the vegetable patch in front of the outer wall of their house, pity those vegetable Yangzi who have not yet grown up, these hateful bullies!

Huang Luozi, who was sleeping in the house, instantly sat up like a corpse when he heard the sound, and he could hear this sound even if it turned into ashes, isn't it the hooligan Li Fatzi who collects debts!? Isn't the matter settled? The money was also returned, why did it come again?!

He put on his clothes haphazardly, ran to the door of the house, pushed open the door, and said with a smile on his face: "Yo! What are the three masters doing today? ”

The fat man led by Li walked into his house with one foot, and pushed Huang Luozi to the ground hard, causing him to fall on his heels and roll several times in a row. The other two also looked at him with a fierce face.

Fat Li suddenly bowed and whispered, "Be smart!" ”

Huang Luozi was stunned, and seemed to understand what the comer meant for a moment.

"The money you want to pay back! Why hasn't it been returned yet! It's time for the deadline! Fat Li yelled.

Huang Luozi crawled to the feet of Li Fatzi, his clothes were rubbed all with dirt and dust, and he grabbed his trouser leg and said, "Big brother! I...... I'll gamble a few more and I'll be able to pay it back! Believe me! I've been making a lot of money lately! A few more days! ”

Fat Li stepped on the ground next to his face: "Put your mother's shit!" Lao Tzu believes that you are a pig! Some time ago, I said that as long as I borrow more money, I can repay the principal and interest I owed before! What now! The money was borrowed, and it was all eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, right? You're paying back the money to Lao Tzu! You still play around without money! Fat Li's voice was so loud that the whole village seemed to be able to hear what he said. After finishing speaking, the little brother next to him picked up the wooden stick and smashed it to the ground beside Huang Luozi, making his eyes and gesticulating, so that Huang Luozi hurriedly shouted loudly. Huang Yuzi nodded hurriedly, and cooperated with the wooden stick falling every time, wailing bitterly, making the people nearby tremble.

Aunt Cao of the opposite family kept her ear against the door and eavesdropped, and kept shaking her head: "The chic appearance of this yellow slipper before is all an illusion!" I didn't pay back the money at all, and I borrowed more miles! Looking at this beaten, it is estimated that he will have to lie down for a long time. Uncle Cao nodded in agreement.

These hooligans pretended to scold, and took out a bottle of red stuff from the bag and sprayed it on Huang Yuzi's body, which looked even more miserable, and there were "blood stains" on the ground. It took a long time before the beating stopped.

"Hurry up and get me the money in five days! Or I'll chop off your finger next time! Peel your skin! Throw it away and feed the dogs! When Li Fatzi left, he deliberately put down cruel words.

Huang Yuzi lay on the ground, curled into a ball, and there was still red liquid slowly flowing down the corners of his forehead, and he replied in a hoarse voice: "Okay...... Good. ”

At this end, as soon as the hooligans walked not far, Aunt Cao hurriedly went into the house to find the phone number left by the policeman last time, and he told him to notify Huang Yuzi as long as there was any movement.

On the other end, Wu Qiwen, who was on his way to work, just hung up Aunt Cao's phone and thought, didn't he say that he would pay off his gambling debts? It seems that I will have to go to Beishi Village a few times alone to observe.

Xiao Baicai dressed up early this morning and was ready to go out, last night Shen Yiming told her that Shen Xinqian recently participated in an art class to learn to draw, since she read a few meters of comic books, she often painted on a blank paper by herself, once she really copied decently, Shen Yiming saw that she liked it so much and enrolled her in a class. There will be an exhibition of preliminary results tomorrow, but Shen Yiming has no time to go to work, so he asked her to go over to see Shen Xinqian. Again, Shen Yiming felt that Xiao Baicai could also be regarded as Shen Xinqian's enlightenment teacher, and he should go to see Shen Xinqian's progress.

Jing Yuan said last night that he didn't want to follow, so Xiao Baicai went by himself. Before going out, he stopped Xiao Baicai with a smile: "Cabbage, you must come back for dinner tonight." Be sure to come back. I told you about it last night. ”

"Got it! I'm out! Xiao Baicai was thinking in his heart, what important things could this guy have...... I didn't pay much attention to it.

went to a place called Tomorrow Sunshine Art Training Center, and Shen Yiming was already sitting in it with Shen Xinqian. Xiao Baicai walked in, and Shen Yiming greeted him.

"Morning, white color. Sorry to let you come over so early. ”

"Good morning. It's okay. I'm free anyway. ”

"Then I'll take care of you, I'll go to work. If you can get out of the clinic sooner in the afternoon, you will come first. ”

"Good. There you go. ”

After Shen Yiming left, Xiao Baicai walked into the classroom, came to Shen Xinqian's side, squatted down and said, "Qianqian, Auntie is here." ”

Shen Xinqian was engrossed in painting, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, Xiao Baicai looked at the style of the picture and found that it was so familiar, it was quite like Van Gogh's "starry sky"! It is said that children with autism are likely to become leaders in a certain field if they are cultivated well! Because they are more able to focus on their areas of interest. However, this has to be a high-functioning autistic child, not all autistic children have the potential to become professional geniuses, most of them show symptoms of low-functioning autism, such as incontinence, inability to take care of themselves, unable to eat, and some may not be able to develop a language system for the rest of their lives. Fortunately, Shen Xinqian is not a child with low-functioning autism.