"Let's go home and eat. ”

After resting for a while, Ping An relieved himself, estimating that Ping Zhongjing had already prepared a meal, and planned to step on the meal to go home, and by the way, he could be disgusted and disgusted by the way.

It is not that Ping An remembers that he once did the lack of virtue of abandoning his wife and children, but that Ping An feels that his father's life is too smooth, except that squatting in prison is his stupid behavior of cocooning himself, compared with Ping An, Ping Zhongjing's life is indeed very happy.

When he was young, he was pampered by Grandma Ping'an, and he was the youngest son of the Ping family, so he was naturally pampered, which developed his unscrupulous character.

After getting married, Ping Zhongjing was lucky to get Ping'an's mother Yuan Xiaoyi, not only did he hate him for abandoning his wife and children for the past 12 years, but now he still smokes every day, eats for him, drinks for him, and plays cards and gambles for money, all of which are about to float for him.

Therefore, if he didn't give him some turtles, Ping Zhongjing really thought that his life was perfect, and his small life was very moisturizing.

Every time he saw his own father, if he wasn't afraid of being struck by lightning, Ping An would have used a trick to let him know what it means to cry without tears.

"Hey, compared to my father, I'm really too kind to be ruthless!"

"However, before I go to disgust my father, do you have to deal with my stupid brother! Hey, why don't I have a normal person around me, my father is not reliable, my brother is not stupid, but I wish that everyone in the world knew that he was a fool? ”

A sense of peace is over, because of his keen sense of consciousness, he has caught the stupid big man waiting for him from a distance.

Sure enough, as soon as Ping An turned a corner, he saw a stupid big man squatting on the side of the road in front of him, holding a cigarette bag and pot in his hand, and he was swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

Ping'an remembered that this drought smoke was the only useful thing left by Feng Dajun's dead father, and he usually collected it as a family heirloom, and he didn't let people touch it, which showed that in the stupid man's mind, the man who died young had a high status in his mind.

Ping'an roughly learned from his grandmother that what kind of person Feng Dajun's father was, a fool who was known from all over the country, but he married a beautiful and remembered daughter-in-law like Widow Feng, so life was naturally worried, and the pressure was estimated to be not small.

When Feng Dajun was seven years old, his father didn't know what stimulation he received, and a bottle of pesticide went down his stomach and walked very simply.

The reason for this is probably related to Widow Feng's disobedience to women's morals, but unfortunately the old lady is reluctant to talk about this unpleasant old story.

Ping An didn't know the grievances and grievances of these adults, Ping An only knew one thing, whenever Feng Dajun took out his father's cigarette pouch and pot to smoke, there must be something on his mind, and Ping An had already guessed his thoughts.

"I hesitated along the way, and I wanted to stop talking, I really don't know what you think?" Ping'an thought, and sure enough, when he saw the stupid big man's honest expression, he was a little more worried, as if someone owed him two cents and wanted to repay him.

"Brother, I can't figure out anything, tell me. ”

Ping An decided to take the initiative and not embarrass this delicate silly big brother. He walked over and sat down next to the big silly man like a listener ready to hear the story, waiting for the next step.

Anyway, as long as Widow Feng didn't ruthlessly abandon him and run away with the dog man, there would be no trouble that couldn't be solved.

Feng Dajun was indeed very coquettish, he took a few puffs of cigarette in silence, sighed again, and then said, "Brother, there is something I want to tell you, but I said it, you are not allowed to scold me." ”

"Okay, you say, I don't swear. "Ping An is looking forward to it, I hope that the stupid big brother will not waste too much time, he is still waiting to go home for dinner.

Feng Dajun hesitated for a moment, as if he had done something very sorry for peace, and gritted his teeth for a while before he said: "When I went to repay Liu Jiang's father's fish money just now, I told him by the way that I will continue to ask for fish tomorrow." ”

What was expected, Ping An was not a little surprised, and he also understood Feng Dajun's mood, a person who had never seen a lot of money, a person who lived a life of earning a few small dollars a day, suddenly found one day that there was a business that could earn hundreds of yuan a day, and his mood was estimated to be more excited than the current Feng Dajun.

Feng Dajun could think of this, and Ping An was really happy for him.

"It seems that the charm of money is indeed great enough, the 'fool' has finally opened his mind, otherwise I thought you could really resist this temptation?"

Ping An muttered in his heart, but heard Feng Dajun say again: "Tomorrow, I plan to go into the county town to sell fish and sell it by myself, and I am reluctant to lose this business!"

"Brother, I'm a poor and afraid person, it's hard to eat a meal of fresh meat at home every month, even if there is a little meat to eat, my mother always eats it all for me, and says that she has eaten it herself, in fact, I know in my heart that she hasn't even touched the meat foam a little, but I'm afraid that she will be sad, I don't dare to say, I always cry secretly while eating, and then curse and swear that I must let her live a good life in the future. ”

"But brother, I'm a fool, I think it's already a proud thing to earn two or three yuan a day by going up the mountain to chop firewood. And today, you let me know that my satisfaction of a few dollars a day is just bullshit, no ambition, and blind work. Therefore, this business cannot be lost, nor can it be left undone. ”

Yes, of course, business can't be lost.

But Nima, how did you get involved with eating meat and godmother, did you get the wrong script?

Ping'an hurriedly said: "Brother, this is a good thing, why are you crying with a sad face, do it if you want to do it, I fully support you, besides, if you are a fool, there will be no smart people in Xima Town." ”

"But, brother, I feel sorry and godmother!"

Feng Dajun bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes instantly turned red, stared at the cigarette gun in his hand, and said softly:

"I remember the day my dad committed suicide by drinking pesticides, it was the first day of the Lunar New Year, he was struggling and rolling on the ground in pain with poisonous hair, his mouth was full of blood, but he shouted vigorously 'Dajun, Dad is sorry, I'm sorry for you, you must live, don't learn from me'. ”

"Until that time, I knew that he was not stupid, and then, he left, but my family had no money to bury him, my mother cried vigorously, and everyone in the town was watching my family's jokes, at this time, it was my godmother who stood up and asked people to carry my father's body to a broken wooden board outside, covered it with a white cloth, covered his face with money paper, and sold the only valuable sewing machine in your house to the bastard Tailor Wang, so that she bought a thin coffin for my father to bury. ”

"The day he was buried, but no one carried the coffin for my father, saying that it would be unlucky to carry the suicide person to the burial, at this time it was your mother again, spent some money, and invited a few butchers in the town to carry him up the mountain, burial, filling in the soil, and grave up, from that time, I said to myself, your mother is my real mother, you are my own brother......"

Wait, what's going on?

Ping An was a little confused, we were talking about business, comedy, not tragedy, why did you mention your dead ghost dad who committed suicide by drinking pesticides.

Ping'an's eyes turned red in an instant, and his heart was so uncomfortable, these past events that he had been deliberately avoiding suddenly came to mind.

"Brother, do you feel like you've robbed me of my business, feel sorry for me, and feel like you owe me 100,000?"

"You numb fool, you don't owe me, anyone in this world can owe me, you don't owe me. When I was a child, I was scolded by Wang Lin's parents in front of the whole class of teachers and classmates as the son of a labor camp criminal and embezzler.

"Who protected me tightly and gave me a fist when Lao Tzu was beaten by a bunch of bastards?"

"Who is it that he is reluctant to eat an egg, and secretly lied to me that he ate too much and couldn't hold on, so he insisted that I eat it?"

"You're a bastard, it's okay why are you mentioning this, it's just ruining my good mood, Lao Tzu's hard-won sentiment, no, happy mood, all ruined by you. ”

The stupid big man had red eyes, bit the cigarette stick tightly, and said stubbornly: "But, this business is what you came up with, and I can't have no conscience." ”

Ping'an's face turned blue with anger, snatched the cigarette pouch and pot in his hand, threw it away from afar, and sneered: "Conscience? Who said just now, treat me as a brother, will this tell me conscience again? Conscience between brothers can be measured by money?"

This time, the stupid big man was not stubborn, and nodded seriously: "No." Then he said firmly: "100 million, 100 billion, 100 billion, can't measure the feelings between our brothers." ”

"Isn't this it, you're my brother, I'm your brother, what's yours is mine, what's mine is yours, you're tangled in fart, wasting my time. Ping'an saw that Feng Dajun was finally willing to succumb, and his tone was relaxed.

But Ping An didn't see it, and there was a hint of cunning on the stupid big and honest face.

His gaze was like a fox in the jungle, but he said stupidly: "Does that mean that my money is also your money?"

Ping An nodded and said, "Except that my wife is not your wife, my mother is your own mother, and I have something that is not yours." ”

"Okay, I've also decided, the money I made by selling fish in the city, half of the two of us, so it's decided, otherwise you don't treat me as my own brother, but I have no conscience, and I will be anxious with you. ”

The stupid big man showed that kind of honest expression on his face again, where is there a sad look, a pit has been dug a long time ago, and the rabbit is waiting here.

Ping An was stunned, feeling as if he had been circumvented, and then fell into a deep pit that had been carefully arranged by the stupid big man for an afternoon.

Especially at the corner of the silly big Feng Dajun's smiling mouth, there was a faint smile, which pitted countless people in Xima Town, so that many people who suffered his losses could only scold him helplessly, 'This fool of the Feng family'.

Therefore, they naturally didn't know that this Feng Dajun, who was dressed as a "fool", could make those dog men who wanted to climb the wall of Widow Feng return injured again and again.

"It's so numb, Lao Tzu also has a day when he was pitted by a "fool". ”

Sure enough, you can't be deceived by his honest appearance, but it's so ruthless, even I can't be pitted!

"But, it's strange, fools can also play the sad card, can't they learn it from me?" Ping An seemed to remember that he often played this trick with him, but in terms of acting skills and realm, Ping An pondered for a while, and Feng Dajun was still powerful.

Just when Ping'an wanted to scold Feng Dajun for not being human, the stupid big Feng Dajun trotted to pick up the cigarette stick, held it in his arms, and then ran without looking back, while smiling: "Brother, it's decided, if you don't want money, I'll go down with a bottle of pesticides, learn from my father, and go away from feathering and ascending to immortal." ”

"Feng Dajun, you bastard, I am invincible, and my brilliant record of attacking all is ruined by you. ”

Ping An was stunned for a while, looking at Feng Dajun who was running happily, he was not stupid, he was stupid in this damn world.