Could it be that Zhao Dabao, as people say, is he a gangster in Fengqiao Town? In fact, that is a statement that the outside world reverses black and white. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoZhao Dabao is also an orphan caused by the war, but he is not as aggressive as Nanren and Shishi, and he can become a big celebrity in Fengqiao Town after a few decades.

He has always been a real person, relying on his own hands, diligently earning food. To be honest, it is not easy for a person who is helpless in the world, a person who has nothing to lose, to be able to start from scratch, to marry a wife and have children, and to be able to live with a family in this Fengqiao Town, which does not have half an inch of land of his own.

People in this world tend to do the same thing - the bottom of the well and the icing on the cake. When people see a miserable and helpless person, they often look at him with disgust and contempt, and dissect every rib on his body, slander and criticize him, and when faced with those who have a lot of money and wealth, no matter what his character may be, those people are always ahead of others, and they do their best to flatter them, and praise them as kinder and greater than their own fathers.

Zhao Dabao is of medium to short height, and because he has been engaged in excessive physical labor for a long time, his body has been fully exercised, so that his legs and shoulders have become as thick and strong as a cow's legs, and his body looks like a black bear, round, solid, and full of strength. A man like him never wore a satin garment, and a gray cloth gown was worn from the beginning of the year to the end of the year.

In autumn and winter, when the weather is cold and freezing, he wraps this patched gray cloth robe that has almost faded to its primary color and has long been turned into fish white, and wraps it in tattered clothes at home to resist the relentless cold of nature;

Sometimes, in that very cold winter, people asked him to go to the ancient well in the west of the town, pick up a load of well water and give a few dollars (the winter is dry, the whole town has difficulty in drafting), he did not say a word, happily carried a bucket, and went to the ancient well in the west of the town to carry water for others. However, as he walked along the road, he was so worried about the burden on his shoulders that the tattered shirt wrapped in his robe kept falling out of the hem of the clothes behind him.

However, Zhao Dabao could only pretend that he did not hear and did not know about it, and allowed the cynical words of passers-by to hit mercilessly like hailstones. After that, he brought the load of clear well water to the owner's kitchen, and after receiving a few modest honorariums, he walked resolutely forward under the contemptuous and mocking gaze of the street.

He was seen wiping a handful of sweat from the corners of his forehead that had just been exhausted from carrying water from a long distance with his thin cuffs, but in fact, no one knew that at that moment, he wiped away the tears from his eyes!

The late autumn season has quietly arrived, and in the cold late autumn, Zhao Dabao's faded robe is full of tattered clothes again. His child is 12 years old this year, and in order to make his child grow up and not be as helpless as himself, he has set a lofty goal, to earn more money and buy some land for his son in his lifetime. In this way, his son will be a man with a family and a business in the future.

Every time he thinks of this, a happy smile will appear on his honest, kind, and resolute face. And just now when he was sitting on the stone railing of the riverside moat on the riverside street in Fengqiao Town, facing the bright afternoon sun, waiting for his employer to come to his door, he remembered this lofty ideal in his heart. Therefore, a knowing smile appeared on his vicissitudes of life.

In this late autumn season, the afternoon sun seems to be warmer than the mother's cradle, and the brilliant sunlight shines on the long river on the side of the street, making people feel that the river is clearer and clearer, and there are several fishing boats, paddling to and fro on the river, sometimes stopping to wait for a fisherman, waving his arm in the river, throwing off a net.

At this time, the streets are full of people coming and going, and no one will pay attention to the movement in the river, only a few idlers leaning on the railing of the river moat will take great pains to patiently appreciate the process of the fisherman fishing. Zhao Dabao sits in this place all the year round, and he is tired of fishing in the river. Therefore, he prefers to immerse himself in his own reverie, imagining a happy future.

Therefore, he stood beside him, leaning on the railing of the moat, looking at the fishing boats in the river, and the two young men coming and going, and did not care. He didn't even raise his eyelids to look at them, nor did he wonder why these two young men were standing here.

This is the real Zhao Dabao, he is a very hard-working, honest and responsible person in Fengqiao Town. It can be said that he is also the one who pays the most and asks for the least in this town, and his labor is cheap, and he will not hesitate to accept employment as long as people need it, as long as he can do it.

At this moment, on the street, in the distance, Li Shanyang's mother-in-law led a tall old man with gray hair, and was walking towards the moat railing where Zhao Dabao was sitting. The woman chattered and chattered with the old man all the way, but she looked around and searched for Zhao Dabao, a gangster in the town.

At last, she saw a man sitting on a stone railing beside the bridge, with his back against a stone pillar on the railing, and next to the pillar leaned against a pole with a brown rope hanging from its shoulder. This thing, like a person who sells dog skin plasters, puts up a billboard, and at a glance you can see that he is a person who specializes in helping people do things.

Seeing this, the woman's eyes lit up, and she pointed to Zhao Dabao on the railing in front of her in surprise and shouted, "Look, Mr. Xu, that person is not Zhao Dabao." Her voice was like the barking of a, enough for Zhao Dabao, who was about fifty paces away, to hear it.

However, Zhao Dabao was immersed in his own reverie, and completely ignored that there was a woman behind him, calling his name in a hoarse, chapped voice. However, the two young men standing beside Zhao Dabao, looking at the river, heard it, and they turned their heads vigilantly and looked in the direction of the sound.

So they saw a fat woman with a round face coming over with a hippie smile, and a tall old man with a gray beard and a calm face like water. Immediately, the two young men glanced at each other and exchanged strange glances. After that, they continued to turn around, still standing by the stone railing three steps away from Zhao Dabao, looking at the long river on the opposite side.

"Zhao Dabao!"

This time Zhao Dabao heard it, he turned over and jumped down from the stone railing, looking at the fat woman with a round face who had already walked to him, and the tall old man with gray hair. I was pleasantly surprised, thinking that after waiting for a long time, business finally came to my door.