C3 Exogenous branch

CHAPTER III EXCITATION OF ARCHITECTURE

At the same time, Liu Dawn and his female classmate Niu Niu were wandering around the dark green Hulunbeir Plains. The two of them were flirting with each other along the way, as if they were trying to curry favor with each other.

In the vast grasslands, Liu wanted to use the roars of the waves to expel the barrier that had been in his heart for so long. This time, it was not so much that he had run away, as that he had driven his wife out of the house.

Speaking of which, Liu Dawn was an old hand at hemp, but not an expert. In high school, he learned to play mahjong sneakily. That year, during the college entrance exam, he had failed to get into a junior college. He said he didn't like the profession, so he let his father buy a taxi for his savings, and he went out with a friend every now and then to make a difference in the price of a used car. In the afternoon, he took a taxi to the backyard of the Mahjong Mansion, found a place to park, and soaked in the mahjong Mansion until he drove home at around 12 in the evening. His wife felt sorry for him, saying that if he could return home early in the future, he should return as soon as possible, so that he wouldn't be too exhausted. He said it was nothing and didn't feel tired. How many years had he spent coaxing his wife like this?

Liu Dawn was 42 years old this year. He was 1.8 meters tall, had delicate features, and exuded a manly manliness from head to toe. Some of the female players also had no time to avoid him. If there was anything to do, they would always sit by his side. Some bold female players simply called him Brother Ming, saying he was even more handsome than Hong Kong singer Dawn. Nowadays, the forward thinking women didn't seem to care about the opinions of others. They would do whatever they wanted, and as long as they were happy, they wouldn't care about the thunder and lightning in the sky, or the thunder and lightning in the sky, or the thunder and lightning in the sky, or the thunder and lightning in the dragon's roar. Liu had a clear understanding of the situation, plus his sweet mouth, he was willing to do whatever he liked. He had many small faults, and his family life was sweet and beautiful. As for his wife, she was stunned by his seriousness. She thought that her Liu-ge would wake up early every morning and work hard to earn money for the family.

When playing mahjong, he had a habit of scheming to have a good time, playing seven pairs of cards, playing dirty cards, playing with a big beard like that, and digging a big well with a shovel, but things often didn't go as planned. Although sometimes he would be able to blindly touch a dead mouse and make a fool of himself, how could there be so many dead rats waiting in the hallway for a blind cat to catch him? Therefore, there were often many victories and losses. His temper was easy-going. He lost the game of cards without complaining, without complaining, without complaining, and it didn't matter if he lost or lost as much as he lost. The female players called him Brother Ming, and some male players even called him Master Ming. There was still a reason to call him Master Ming, even though he was playing cards so shamelessly. In terms of stock trading, he was like a god helping a god. He had chosen the right stocks. Sometimes, he would be in no hurry to rent a taxi in the morning. He could get as many guests as he could, and he could earn as much as he could. When there were no passengers, he found a secluded spot, lit a cigarette, and took out his cell phone. While smoking, he checked the direction of the stock market, analyzing the pros and cons of the large stocks and choosing the right targets, earning him eight or nine hundred thousand dollars a year. For several years, Liu had not told his wife the secret and had kept it a secret. Every few days, collect some money from the stock market and go home. These few days, rent them out and hand them over to the leader.

Brother Mao was puzzled, "Look at Master Ming. I've never seen him busy with his work. He's always been steady and leisurely. What do you think? He's also rich."

In the afternoon, in the mahjong hall, while he was playing cards in the middle of the afternoon, Liu Dawn's cell phone rang. Seeing that it was his wife calling, he couldn't care less about 'leisurely' and hastily placed the card on the table, apologizing, "Wait a moment." He ran towards the backyard.

Seeing his flustered appearance, some people covered their mouth and laughed, lying to their wives' clichés.

He ran to the backyard of the mahjong hall, opened the door swiftly and started a taxi. After calming his mind, he picked up the phone and slowly replied, "Ya Ya, what's the matter?" Oh, I know, I know... How to... Not answering the phone for so long? Aiya, he was looking for change with that guy just now. "Oh, okay, that's it. I just went to the suburbs and I'm on my way back to the city." As he spoke, he pushed a few horns. It was only after all this was over that he could breathe for a while.

He hurried back to the mahjong hall. A few players were sitting on chairs smoking and waiting for him. He felt a little embarrassed. "Ah, I've made everyone wait for a long time. Come, let's continue."

The female player Niu Niu gave him a coquettish look and said in a delicate voice, "Mingge, don't worry. If everyone listens, just fire a few more rounds."

"Sure, that's no problem."

When Niu was born, he was in the middle of broadcasting "Desire" on TV. Perhaps it was influenced by the main character Liu Huifang, so her parents gave her the name Niu Huifang.

The dark face was filled with jealousy when he saw the heated expressions of the two. Niu Hui Fang was single right now, so he used vulgar words to tease her: "Hey, don't even talk about lighting a cannon, even if you wanted to shoot one, I won't say anything." "Heh heh."

Niu Hui Fang's face turned white, "It's not smelly and oily. I'll clean up your coal briquet later."

The black face grinned and said, "Wrap it up? I can't wait to have it, drowsily meeting someone who hands me a pillow. Hur Hur, I just like Hui Fang cleaning up, anytime, anywhere! "

"Wait, coal."

Liu Dawn likes to play Big Hu, but Big Hu doesn't want to be played by him. After a year and a half, losing a few hundred thousand yuan was a piece of cake. Playing cards should be based on the card situation, small to small, big to big. If the big, picture, often hand Qi contusion, it is not the case. When playing cards, he was a big player, but he was flexible and flexible, and became the main channel for his "hematopoiesis". After tea, some friends often asked him which stocks he should buy, and he didn't keep them to himself. A few of his friends followed him to ask for some cheap shares, bragging that he was an expert in selling stocks. He said, "In the end, all the money I earned was transferred to the mahjong."

Since the opening of the concert hall, many men had become "brother-in-law"; since the opening of the mahjong, many strangers had become family, sharing a spoon and a pot of rice.

After having dinner in the mahjong hall, Liu Dawn Niu Huifang and co. got together again. Those who eat feces smell their ass, while those who play chess eat late. It was past eight o'clock in the evening, and they were playing a new game — the pot ring.

Pot band, when you play the pot, each person will be distributed 98 points, that is, each card card out of 2, this 2 as a fee. If there is no one within a few laps (losing 98 points), then the bottom of the four laps will be air-conditioned and then beaten again until the bill is settled when someone falls within the bottom of the pot or the bottom of the eight laps. When the ancestors invented mahjong, they never thought that the successors of mahjong would go to all the trouble to come up with new ideas, deduce all sorts of tricks, and enrich the meaning of mahjong. The Chinese people were addicted to their own formations of mahjong to the point that it was impossible to add more, unable to return.

"If people had shown the spirit of playing cards, not to mention four modernizations in decades, but eight modernizations would have been achieved a long time ago," lamented Liu.

Niu Huifang said to Liu, who was sitting in the seat of honor, "Brother Ming, I lost quite a lot this afternoon due to poor luck. Can you please give me less? How many cards do you want us to play? "

"No problem. Big belly hit."

Black Face was the head of the group. When he heard this, he grumbled, "Big belly meet, just for me. Fuck."

Liu said, "That is to say, it's not enough to get addicted to being a escort?"

The black-faced man said with a smile, "If you try it out with your big belly, I'll go to the kitchen and get a kitchen knife. We'll go outside to practice."

"Not worth it, not worth it. You came here to have fun, who's messing with you? "

"Alright!" Black face said: "As a escort, you look like my black face black heart black lung. Who wouldn't show mercy to the fairer sex and sell it for personal affection? If you touch it with your big belly, I will beat it with my body and follow the lead of an ox. "

Liu said no more and the cards began to play in a heavy atmosphere.

Niu Hui Fang was especially adept at cooking, as if the God of Cards was protecting her. The first one was a Kan Eight Stinky Dragon. Surprised, everyone came up with 40 ideas. The second one was a touch, with 16 ideas per person. The other three also gave 56 points each.

The black-faced man took out a card from the table and muttered, "I can't take it, it's not even half the time, the quest is already over, I can still play this card …" "Awkward."

Liu Dawn said, "Everyone has seen each other, but I don't have the stomach to touch them."

The black-faced man smiled helplessly: "Playing cards normally, I won't play under your nose anymore."

"Hold on, hold on, don't change roads halfway." Liu Dawn glanced at his black face and said in a neither high nor low voice.

"There's no helping it, there's no helping it. Whose family won't eat dumplings for the new year," said Zhao Dahu, next to Niu Hui Fang. "He's so lucky."

The dark face turned and asked, "Hey, Ox, did you take the opportunity to go to the washroom just now to pay respects to Brave One?" Hm? I have to go pay my respects as well. "

Niu Niu smiled but did not reply.

"A lazy donkey has a lot of sh * t and urine." Liu Dawn said with a smile.

Black Face stood up, bent his arms, and did a few chest exercises, thinking, "Oh, this mahjong, I can't figure it out. When we first started, it was to play mahjong, so it was fun. But after a while, how could the mahjong hold me down and beat me to death?" In this period of time, he lost miserably. Was it because he didn't believe in the role of the God of Martialism? He said slowly: "We should also pay our respects to the god of the grass. What's with the luck?" After saying that, he looked at his hands, and then swung them towards the ground, as if he was trying to get rid of the bad luck in his hands, and walked down the stairs.

The toilet in the mahjong hall was on the ground floor, around a corner.

Black Face had diabetes, and when he played cards he liked to run to the toilet. After entering the bathroom, he stood up straight in front of the toilet, his head at a forty-five-degree angle, staring blankly at a wainscoting, squinting and peeing. He felt a sense of satisfaction: what was happiness? Happiness is to get things done in a hurry. For example, if you peed all the time, it wouldn't be a good thing for you to hold back all the time. After clarifying the meaning of happiness, he was in a very good mood. This was because he seemed to have obtained an unexpected reward from this urination. When he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something important that had not been done. He almost forgot to pay his respects. In this period, his luck at playing mahjong was too bad. He found many reasons but never found the right one, which made him depressed. Just look at him, he was just so amazing. That's all. He turned around and thought for a moment. He had to be respectful, stand properly, be more pious, and, when the preparations were done, flush the white porcelain toilet bowl in front of him. He looked at the toilet. There were many yellow stains on it. Bowing to this thing? he asked himself. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to stop thinking about it. He cupped his hands and bent down, kowtowing earnestly to the toilet three times. This time it took longer than usual to go to the toilet, and the smell of urine was in his nostrils, and he held it in and said a silent prayer to the dirty toilet, God, God, please be merciful, and bless my dark face, and help others to be less so; let me win, and let others lose. Every now and then, you old man bless me to touch a dragon, to touch seven pairs of them, to touch and spoil them …

At that moment, there was a knock on the bathroom door. The skinny monkey called out from outside, "Black face, you bear, what are you doing? Make me wait... I'm suffocating! "

Every afternoon, more than 60 people come to the mahjong to play cards. People can't stop drinking tea and eating fruit. For this reason, the toilet became a hot spot, even though it had no windows, was poorly ventilated, and had a pungent smell.

After he finished worshiping Mao Shen, the dark faced man leisurely opened the door's latch. He stood motionlessly in front of the door, shielding himself from the skinny monkey as he slowly greeted, "Ah! Who do you think? It was so loud that the sound of a mountain could be heard. Brother Monkey, are you in a hurry to pee? Brother, ah, brother, so you, old man, have come to the toilet yourself? "

"Nonsense." "Scram!" The skinny monkey was very anxious and did not have the time to chat with him. A hand covered his stomach, his body bent like a shrimp.

"Haha, don't worry. "Here, let me reinstate you —" The dark-faced man opened his throat and snorted. "The surging Yangtze River passes through the east, and the waves wash over the heroes …"

"Are you done yet? Get lost! " The skinny monkey was trembling all over, his face contorted in pain. In addition to the black face's currently tongue-tied strangeness, it gave him an urge to pee. He covered his crotch with both hands, bent over, and kept twisting, shouting, "Get out of here!"

The black-faced man slowly blocked the entrance, admiring the skinny monkey's appearance. Tie Ta's body didn't move in the slightest. It was clear that time was of no value to him. Slowly, he asked, "What, did you pee? I've heard people say that they're holding water, ah, to the body... Possible to the body... It didn't feel good. The feeling of holding in his urine was not pleasant to talk about. "Heh heh, don't you agree, brother?" He was as leisurely as if he were strolling the streets.

"Faster!" The skinny monkey could not hold it in any longer. He raised his head, opened his eyes wide, and ferociously yelled, "Scram!"

It seemed like he was really anxious! The dark face then reluctantly opened the door to the toilet.

The skinny monkey couldn't care less about complaining any longer. He dove head first into the stinky toilet. His voice came from inside, "F * ck …"

The toilet light switch was on the board outside the door. The dark face looked at the switch and turned off the light.

Immediately, a voice came out from the toilet: "What bear?"

The dark-faced man laughed foolishly outside.

Inside, a violent stream of water rushed towards the walls of the toilet bowl, splashing everywhere …

Listening to the voice inside, the dark faced man covered his mouth with his hand and laughed through his fingers. This caused him to feel an unprecedented sense of accomplishment from his mischievous performance.

For the two of them, as long as there was an opportunity, they could trick each other. On the way back, he thought to himself, after living for over 40 years, I finally kowtowed to the God of Arrival for the first time today.

No matter when, the time is the most fair, not slow, leisurely walking, but always waiting time seems to be long.

At this time, Zhao Big Hairy handed Liu a cigarette, saying: "The card is not good, smoke to smoke." The two of them had nothing better to do, so they lit cigarettes and waited.

Niu Hui Fang had a few cards in her hand and was getting excited. She stretched out her right hand in the shape of a knife and rubbed it back and forth across the edge of the card table.

Looking at the manner in which Niu Niu was sharpening his blade, Liu Dawn, Zhao Dahu, and the others all laughed.

At this time, the dark face went upstairs, happily saying, "Hey hey, let's go down and pay our respects to the god of the grass. "Let's see how lucky we are now."

Only then did Big Hairy Zhao come back to his senses. "No wonder it's so exhausting to have someone sit here …" "Balls!"

The development of the card game had indeed been hit by Niu Hui's words.

After the reopening, Niu Huifang in turn is a bad beard, hanging white board touch, kai 2 cake touch... After that, we'll have a few teasers.

Shocked cries rang out.

The boss, He Jie also heard the sound and came over, laughing and saying, "Ah! Ox? Awesome! The first branch of the east wind, the reward! Reward: Sea Fly Silk shampoo. "

"Niu Hui Fang, awesome!"

This was the second time that such a situation had occurred since the General Assembly was opened. The last time it was Brother Bao, Boss He rewarded a box of Soft China. What Boss He called "the first branch of the east wind" was that the man sitting in the east wind had knocked down three of the other players in one go.

It wasn't as troublesome as counting the right amount of money. Ming brother, black face, Zhao Dahou each paid 2000 yuan, Taiwan fee 160 yuan, Niu Hui Fang net income 5840 yuan.

One was happy, the other three felt embarrassed.

The dark face scratched his head, confused. "Eh?" He had just gone down to pay his respects to the God of Souls, why wasn't he of any use? This... "This …"

Looking at the dark face's puzzled look, the skinny monkey was gloating a little and analyzed the reason for the dark face, "Hehe, one, even if you are not sincere, you are still lacking. One, make you block the door just now, make you stink again, and turn off the lights! "A bad guy."

"You — go there." The dark face looked at the skinny monkey and was a little unhappy.

"What are you saying? It's not wrong, three men and one woman are giving gifts. " The skinny monkey was watching the fight from the side, neither too painful nor too itchy as he drummed on the side.

Liu Dawn glanced at Niu Hui Fang and said, "Ai, go ahead and take it out. What was this for? Nearly ten days of rental income had gone. Just lost yesterday. "I made an oath yesterday that I would not come to the mahjong today."

The skinny monkey continued, "He came and went again. He didn't fight or he fought. He lost again and again. He wanted to turn the tables, but who knew that he lost even more miserably."

"Hahaha …"

The black-faced man seemed to be deep in thought. He had just kowtowed and thought that his luck would be better, but in the end, it didn't work out. He was a little suspicious of worshiping but didn't dare to say it out loud, so he changed the topic, "Sigh, I heard from others that they say that they couldn't play mahjong well, so they went to the Celestial Fox Immortal Mountain to visit the Celestial Fox Immortal Temple. In two days, we will find some free time, so why don't we go pay our respects to the Celestial Fox Immortal Temple? " He asked for everyone's opinion.

"Haha, there's no way to go through dry roads. "This dark face, I've thought of a way." Liu Dawn pointed at the dark face and said to everyone.

The black face complained with a sullen face, "This part of my hand stinks, very stinky. Let's try it out. Hey, who's going? Let's go, Master Ming? " He looked at Liu Dawn.

"Go? "Just go." Liu Dawn agreed, "This part, I smell even worse."

"The two of you are going? If I have the time, I'll also go. " Zhao Changsheng said.

The skinny monkey spirit and Zhou Fang Fang Fang Fang looked and also had the intention to go.

"I just happen to take a ride. I'll drive." said the dark face.

In fact, playing cards in the mahjong hall, with the exception of a few people, were all the troops of Shu (lost) Villa. In the beginning, the boss had picked two points in advance. It was like stabbing a hole in the bottom of a bucket and leaking water. You pick up a bucket of water outside, and when you get home, you'll have a leak. What was missing was the boss' tab.

Mahjong, with its unique charm to fascinate people, and people to bribe it with a lot of time, energy and money.

Around ten in the evening, most of the players were exhausted. They played from two-thirty in the afternoon to ten-thirty in the evening. Aside from the half hour spent eating dinner, they had to observe every path for more than seven hours playing cards. No matter how attractive the game was, it was difficult to resist the attack of the sleeping bugs.

Inside the mahjong hall, the losers and winners either left the mahjong hall in a low or joyful way, returning home to the harbor and anchoring.

At the end of the game, Niu Huifang looked at Liu and said, "Ming-ge, can you give me a lift?"

"Sure, don't mention it, I'll even send you off on a special trip." Liu Dawn owed him a favor.

"It's still big brother Ming." The two of them followed each other downstairs.

Looking at their backs, the dark faced man took off his clothes from the hanger and secretly poured some jealousy into Boss He. "Boss, look …" He turned his mouth towards the stairs and said, "I see, this calf wants to... Wanted to know. He was like a wolf and forty like a tiger. He sat down to absorb the soil and stood up to absorb the wind. "Hehehe." He smiled wickedly.

Seeing the dark face blabbering away, Boss He gouged him with his eyes, "You are always swearing. You think too much of people."

The black-faced man shook the thick gold necklace hanging around his neck. He sighed and said with a sour taste, "Let's go home. I'm tired."

The next morning, Liu was having breakfast in the dining room.

At this time, his wife, Jia Yali, picked up the phone and hurriedly packed her things, urging him to eat faster, "Drive me to the office first. This morning, people from the provincial finance department arrived at the unit for a financial check. The Division Chief just called and told me to go to the office earlier. "

Listening to his wife's words, he increased his eating speed. Raising his head, he gulped down half a bowl of porridge, picked up a piece of steamed bun, and walked towards the door.

His wife worked as an accountant in the unit. Usually, she would ride a bicycle to and from work. Today, she would take a taxi.

After exiting the district. Jia Yali saw a pair of pants on the center control system (between the two seats) and picked them up. It was beige, was it? Women's pants, he asked: "Hey, whose pants?"

When he turned around, his wife was staring at him.

He pulled over to the side of the road and said, "Hey, who's that?"

Normally, he would say that the passengers had accidentally left it behind, but he thought that it might have been Niu Huifang's. She seemed to have something in her hand when she got on the train last night.

In just a few seconds, Jia Yali caught a prey with her womanly sensitivity. "Speak, who is it?"

"Whose?" Liu Dawn couldn't help but mutter to himself.

At this moment, he was truly a little confused. Jia Yali firmly believed that her husband was still pretending to be confused and stupid.

A forceful gaze. The car was completely silent except for the throttle that was still running.

He glanced at his wife and saw that she had twisted her usually gentle, beautiful face into a slightly distorted and intimidating expression. Her eyes were very round. The white composition within his eye sockets increased significantly, and the black part shot towards him with two rays of cold light enveloping it.

"Oh …" Well, when I got home last night, maybe... "Maybe one of the female passengers forgot to take it. That's right …"

"Judging from her husband's shocked expression just now and his stuttering reply now, Jia Yali felt that this matter was not that simple." Speak, whose is it? " Her voice was sonorous.

Silence.

His wife calmed down from her initial doubt. "All right. This morning, the higher ups came to our unit to check the finances, and I'm going to go for broke. If you're not telling the truth, I won't get out of the car, it doesn't matter if they check or not! "

Jia Ya Li hardened her heart.

Liu Dawn understood that his wife's usual calmness was like a mountain stream, but it contained a torrent that could not be seen on a normal day. At this critical moment, the waterfalls that flew over the cliff were the best proof. When he thought of this, he said anxiously, "Last night, I came home from the mahjong hall with an acquaintance. Could be... Yes... She got out of the car and forgot to take it. "

At this moment, Jia Ya Li gently shook her pants and asked, "It's around 10 PM. Do you know her?"

"Yesterday afternoon, for some reason, I suddenly wanted to buy a lottery ticket to test my luck. "After I bought the lottery, I heard the jarring sound of the mahjong hall next door. I tried to adjust my tempo and sat in the car all the time, nestling here and there …" As he spoke, he gently tapped his waist with his fist.

Watching her husband put on an act, Jia Yali sneered, "Tell me, how long have you been playing mahjong in the mahjong hall every afternoon?"

"No, no, just yesterday afternoon." Liu Dawn said confidently.

"More bullsh * t?!" Let me tell you, sometimes when I call you on your cell phone, I always feel like you're taking a long time before answering, always quietly, without any other noises.

Liu Dawn couldn't help but laugh. At this moment, he realized that his wife was trying to figure out where this was coming from, as if she was watching him in the past. Alright, I'll tell you the truth. When I get tired of driving, I will sometimes go to the mahjong hall to sit down and watch them play cards. You can't have me in the cab every day. You see, my waist is so weak, yet it's so weak that it's like I'm suffering from spinal disease? " He began to defend himself with attacks.

"You still have the face to say? All right. Where are the pants? "

Liu Dawn looked at the pair of pants, "This …"

Jia Ya Li didn't say anything else. She turned around and opened the door to get out of the car. With one hand on the door, he calmly said, "You can go. I did it."

"Hey —" Despite his pleas, Jia Yali didn't hesitate at all. She waved for a taxi to stop and left.

Watching the dust cloud away from the Fukang taxi, Liu Dawn smacked his lips, but he did not say anything. He knew that things had gotten out of hand this time.

In the morning, he seemed to be lost in a sports car. At noon, he called his wife to check out the situation as a snail's tentacle, only to be struck back by "the phone you pulled out was temporarily unanswered." Forget it. He parked next to a small restaurant and ordered some scallion fish fillets and a bowl of peach blossom noodles to comfort his empty stomach. After leaving the hotel, they found a secluded and cool place to stop the car and take a nap.

Not far from the parking lot, there was a stray dog lying in a shady place. It had a long tongue, and its tongue was trembling as it panted heavily. A few branches climbed up, chirping. They played a song together, and though it was beautiful this summer, it was unbearably hot...

While he was sleeping soundly, the sound of a dull explosion came from afar, waking Liu Dawn up from his sleep. After waking up for a while, he got out of the taxi, stretched, stretched his torso, and said, "Life is a ball!" After thinking about it, it was all those damn pants, which brought with it a sense of shame. It had ruined his peaceful, peaceful, rhythmic life. He looked at his watch and pointed to three-thirty. Let's go to the mahjong. Along the way, he saw that the recruitment building that had just been built had already been reduced to ruins. The building had only been built a few days ago, so why did it suddenly explode?

The bombed-out recruitment building was littered with bricks, cement, steel bars...

A dozen helmets were busy pulling at the security tape around the ruins. Several loaders were swishing forks to load the large-tonnage vehicles.

In the shade of a tree, a teenage boy was sucking on an ice cream in his hand. After sucking it a few times, he wanted to give it to the sixty-year-old man next to him. The old man smiled and waved the boy on, letting him continue eating while he smoked. Next to him was a small flat car with a hammer on it.

When the old man saw that the cigarette was a hard box, he happily wiped the sweat from his brow, and with his dusty hands he turned his eyes into the mottled face of the stage. He looked gratefully at Liu Dawn and said with a smile, "Thank you, Master." Then, reluctantly, he stuck the cigarette in his ear.

After squatting down, Liu Dawn asked, "Bro, why aren't you taking a break at noon?"

The old man nodded towards the ruins, "Take advantage of the time when people are tearing down this building, come here and wait. In a while, we will go over and mash down some of their remaining steel bars."

Liu Dawn pointed at the child eating ice cream again and said, "This is?"

"Grandchild. In the third grade. "

"You're letting kids do this?" Liu Dawn said.

"There's no way. During this period of time when they were on vacation, they had nothing to do at home, so he decided to follow and play around with them. "

Liu Dawn looked at the child. The child's body was black and thin and dry. It was obvious that he was malnourished. The child was wearing a pair of worn sandals. The skin on his feet was a little chapped.

The old man looked at Liu and said, "This child has a hard life. Ai, I'm not afraid of you making fun of me. His father had made some money selling coal. "If you have a little money, it'll just burn you down. Love gambling, play mahjong, push the bill, lose all the money you have earned and even owe a lot of famine. In order to repay your debt, you just want to …" At this time, the old man turned his head to look at his grandson. Seeing him looking at the ants on the ground carrying away the dead body of the little bug, he lowered his voice and said, "If you want to sell your child, your daughter-in-law will not allow you to do so. We, the two of us, will not allow you to do so." His son just fought with his daughter-in-law, and the daughter-in-law couldn't take it anymore, so she divorced and left. Sigh, my son is still betting, he won't remember. In, in. Alright, let him suffer inside, we should be less worried. The two of us came from the village with our children to find some work in White Horse City. The grandmother of the child looked at the concierge. I worked as an sanitation worker a few years ago, sweeping the road. At least there was someone to do it. Last year, they wouldn't let me do it. They said I was old. Right now, I can only pick up some junk and sell it for a bit of money.

Liu Dawn noticed that the old man's eyes were a little moist and whispered, "What is son doing now?"

"He just came out a few days ago and went in again." The old man was relieved. "We can't control him. Someone can. Gambling, harming! "

"Oh — —" Liu Dawn let out a long sigh. Brother, you should rest. Wait a bit longer and pick up some things. " He handed the old man another cigarette.

"Aiya, aiya!" The old man took the cigarette, thanked her, and pointed to his ear. "Look." It's still there. "