The young man endured the pain in his crotch, glanced at Fan Wei with some fear, and hurriedly fled with the two subordinates who struggled to get up from the ground. Fan Wei shook his head and said helplessly, "The wind of the world says, even I will be beaten up this year, it's really damn." ”

Fan Wei ...... You, are you alright? Fang Jiayi, who was standing on the side, walked over with surprise and joy, but when she saw the rapidly bloated purple blood clot on Fan Wei's right arm, she exclaimed, "Your hand ......"

"It's nothing, it's commonplace." Fan Wei endured the pain and gritted his teeth and helped the bicycle up with his hand and said with a smile, "It's nothing, just go back and rub the safflower oil, I'm Xiaoqiang, I have nine lives." ”

Looking at Fan Wei's indifferent smile, Fang Jiayi was really deeply moved by Fan Wei at this moment. Because of her, Fan Wei will fight with these gangsters, and it is also because of her that Fan Wei will be hit with that iron rod, and it is precisely because of her that Fan Wei's purple-red and bloated arms will look so dazzling at the moment. A bad student who used to be a bad student who didn't learn and didn't know how to cause trouble in her eyes turned out to be not only humorous and funny, but also brave and fearless in the face of danger. It almost completely upended her perception of bad students. Even in her eyes, Fan Wei has almost become a modern version of the little hero that people admire.

Only, except for his terrible grades......

Without the gangsters, the school's already short street from the bus stop finally came to an end. After watching Fang Jiayi get on the bus, Fan Wei whistled and rode in the direction of his house.

The junior high school affiliated to No. 2 Middle School is located in the old town of Ping'an County, which is not the same in terms of public facilities and housing compared to the fast-growing new town. However, because this affiliated junior high school is an affiliated school of the second middle school of Anning County, a provincial key high school, it is loved by some wealthy parents.

Fang Jiayi entered this junior high school because of this, and Fan Wei is certainly not. He was only assigned here because his family's house was too close to the school.

Fan Wei's neighborhood is a product of the sixties and seventies, and it was once quite prosperous for a while, but unfortunately with the start of the construction of the new city, the residents here have long since relocated, and only some poor workers are still here. As the population gradually became scarce, the neighborhood gradually declined.

Today, however, a strange thing happened, when Fan Wei rode his rattling bicycle through the trail to enter the community, he found a vendor wearing a straw hat setting up a stall on the side of the road.

If it was a few years ago, setting up a stall here was indeed nothing new, but since Fan Weichu's sophomore year when the county government axe vigorously immigrated to the new city, there are even few people in this community, let alone the people who set up stalls. So Fan Wei dared to conclude that this guy was either an outsider or a stupid bird.

After braking the bicycle, Fan Wei stopped steadily in front of the vendor's stall, and said a little strangely, "Uncle, why did you come here to set up a stall?" ”

The vendor who set up the stall looked up, thinking that a customer was coming, and couldn't help but say excitedly, "Oh boy, what do you want to buy?" ”

"I don't buy anything, I want to tell you that there is no one in this piece at all, and you are in vain here." Fan Wei said with a little amusement, "If you want to make money, I suggest you go to a stall market on another street." ”

Hearing Fan Wei's words, the peddler shook his head and said, "That land is too expensive, the things I buy are cheap, and I can't afford to rent a place." ”

"Too expensive?" Now Fan Wei was a little dumbfounded, he had been to work and sell things in the small stall market during the summer vacation, so he naturally knew that the stall fee there was very cheap, why couldn't this guy even afford that place? But when he subconsciously glanced at the things he was selling, he immediately understood.

"Nine Yin True Scripture? Huashan on the sword? I fork, even the six-vein divine sword? Fan Wei looked at most of the books on the stall with a little crying and laughing, almost all of them were pirated martial arts cheats, and these cheats were not only rough in workmanship, but there were also typos on them...... He was almost speechless, and couldn't help but smile and said, "I said uncle, is anyone reading these broken books?" What about the Divine Palm? Is there a Divine Palm? He suddenly thought of the mastery of a certain funny movie he had watched, which seemed to be a stall, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hehe, young man, don't underestimate these books, although they are scum, but at least they can make people fantasize about becoming a martial arts master." The peddler took off his straw hat and smiled with a yellow-black face, "What's more, I don't mainly sell these, but I do the antique business." ”

"Antiques?" Fan Wei really admires this guy's self-soothing ability, just look at a few broken things on that stall are called antiques? He glanced at it with his eyes, and the whole stall, except for a few broken books, was lined with three strange things that he couldn't understand, oh, one he understood, it seemed to be a hairpin in a woman's hair.

"yes, boy, are you interested in buying one to take home? The price is cheap, and there is no bullying for children. I have these treasures, but I have them from the ancient tomb. The peddler smiled happily, and it was obvious that his eyes were shining, and he wanted to sell if he had the opportunity.

"Not interested." Fan Wei rolled his eyes, he was still a little interested in high-tech gadgets such as game consoles, what were these dead people used for? Saying that he has only pants left in addition to the twenty yuan of pocket money given by his mother in the morning, antique? He can afford it?

"Hey, hey......" Seeing Fan Wei pulling the bicycle and wanting to leave, the vendor suddenly grabbed his arm and said, "I said young man, you are also my first customer today, you can't leave empty-handed, right?" You see, I don't know what the other two are, but there is another hairpin, which can be bought back for your mother to wear, how beautiful you look. ”

"Pretty? I said uncle, don't fool me, just that hairpin with silver needles under that wooden flower is also called an antique? How much do you want in the two-dollar supermarket, and I am only twenty yuan on me, and you have an antique name on this thing, how dare I buy it. Fan Wei was also a little moved when he heard the peddler say this. He rarely buys things for his mother, seeing that she works so hard every day, does he also buy something to go back to filial piety?

Although, this money was originally given by the mother, and the wool is still from the sheep, but after all, it also expresses a filial piety, isn't it?

"Twenty dollars is twenty dollars, see that you are also a good guy, a loss is a loss. With some money, I'll be able to find a better stall to set up. The peddler nodded a little reluctantly.

"Please, what you say is an antique? Who knows where you got the bargain, twenty bucks? I might as well go to the two-dollar supermarket and buy it for my mother. "Fan Wei is not good at reading, and his ability to fight and bargain is first-class. There's no way, the children of poor families are already in charge. He took a closer look at the hairpin, and although the workmanship was very simple, it was still somewhat beautiful.

"And how much do you say?" The peddler had already sensed Fan Wei's advanced bargaining skills.

"Two pieces."

"Halo...... Are you robbing? No, I will give fifteen dollars anyway. ”

"Nine yuan, don't sell me for a flash person."

"Success, sale." As soon as the peddler said this, his stomach rumbled, and it seemed that this guy didn't even have any money to eat.

Fan Wei took out the only two pieces of ten yuan, handed one over and said, "Forget it, I'll buy you ten yuan for dinner, don't be hungry." ”

"Okay, thank you so much." The peddler nodded happily and accepted the money.

Fan Wei took the hairpin that emitted silver light all over his body, stuffed it into his pocket, and entered the community without looking back.