Naruto: My Fist is the Last Word

Chapter 820 Zhong Yibo had expected such a day.

In the past year, the boss has embarrassed him several times or yelled in public. I remember one time earlier that a nearby wild cat stole the ham from the shop and was caught in the window when escaping. The boss told him not to let it go. As a result, Zhong a bottle let it go. Tell the boss something good, the boss was particularly angry and asked if Zhong Yibo let go. good. Bell

One bottle admits to letting the cat go. The boss yelled at him, saying that it was the cat’s retribution, and Zhong got a bottle of ham to compensate for the loss. The female employees in the two stores were present at the time, whispering, jokes that a bottle of clock is a big fool.

Today, the boss fired a bottle of bell. Zhong Yiping came to the street, looking at the cars coming and going, with mixed joys and sorrows. The happy thing is that I finally left this ghost place, and the sad thing is that tomorrow’s meal will not be settled. At the age of 22, he has no diplomas, no skills, no “zero, two, three” connections, and a brutal force. How is it? How is it?

At present, he is not worried about supporting his family, his parents can work, and he has no wives and children. It’s just that he doesn’t have a safe job.

He wandered around the street, took a look at the familiar environment, and wondered, maybe he could do a little business? The street is full of buildings, shops, fast food, hardware, and grocery stores. , Maternal and Child Store, etc. It’s not that it can’t be done, but it’s costless. Open a fast food restaurant, just decorate and learn art at least seventy to eighty thousand. Where do seven or eighty thousand come from? Seven

Eighty thousand won’t come out of dreams!

When he returned home, his father didn’t give Zhong a good wink. Without saying a word, he sat in front of the TV, switched channels, smoked cigarettes, and drank tea. Mother shrank in a corner, knitting a scarf. She has just learnt to knit a scarf recently and is stitching.

autumn. The weather in the south is not cold. My mother learns to knit a scarf, maybe it’s a joke, maybe I want to be romantic, weave a scarf for her son and a scarf for her husband?

Zhong Yibo went into the room.

The mother put down the ball of thread and the wooden pin in her hand and walked to the father. Father poured her a cup of tea. She took a sip, lowered her voice and asked, “What did his uncle say?”

“Can there be fakes?”

“It can’t be true. A boss as old as he can do it, so he cares about a child!”

“You guys–it’s not about cares or not. So if you give Louzi an important item, any boss will kick him!”

Father’s words were loud, and reached Zhong Yiping’s room, under the dim bedding, Zhong Yiping was curled up and crying, tears wet the bedspread.

“Don’t cry so loudly. He cried. Mother persuaded his father.

“Crying? What’s the point of crying! Who can’t cry!”

“It’s no use getting angry. Find a time to take him to the boss’s house-his uncle’s house. By the way, take the bottle of Moutai that Ying’er brought back from Guizhou last time.”

“Wu An won’t go.

Zhong Yiping did not know when he stood at the door of the room, beside the schefflera tree. His eyes were wet and his voice choked.

“Don’t go?” Father jumped up from the sofa and asked him sourly, “What do you want to do if you don’t go?”

“Anything is done! Don’t go to the whole grandson’s wholesale market anyway!’

Father snorted and sat down again. The mother smiled and said she didn’t go. There was still another way. Zhong Yibo then went back to the room, and the living room became quiet again.

In the evening, Zhong ate half a pack of cigarettes from a bottle. It’s hard to walk! He fell asleep vaguely. At night, he had a dream. He dreamed of a big white worm standing on the hot ground, awkwardly. Then the dream woke up. The sun shining brightly on the curtains. I don’t know what time it is.

Zhong Yibo was lying on the bed, and he still didn’t want to get up. In the living room, his father said he wanted to call the clock to get up, and his mother said he would let him sleep a little longer. Bang Bang Bang! Father knocked on the door of the room to make Zhong Yibo get up. “Drink porridge!”

Breakfast at home is always porridge, sometimes scrambled eggs, sometimes mustard and salted duck eggs. Zhong poured half a bowl of porridge with a bottle, without moving his chopsticks.

“What’s your plan?” The needle and thread jumped between mother’s fingers.

“No ah.”

“Then take a rest these few days. Anyway, you can’t make enough money, so relax.

“understood.

Immediately behind his father, Zhong Yibo also went out. He went to the nearby elementary school for a walk, and then walked around the street. Zhong Yiping never left the city. He went out to work after finishing elementary school, middle school, and high school here. He changed a few jobs and was mixed up.

Then he went for a walk in the nearby park and took the No. 2 bus to the beach. There were many boats floating on the sea. The waves were wave after wave. The sun shining on his woolen clothes tickled him and he went home.

He really has no other place to go. He has few friends. No one likes him, so I can’t even find a girlfriend.

But he is always optimistic. He has confidence in life and hope for the future.

Zhang Shiqing was the name changed later. He used to be called A Jie, and Wu An called him Brother Jie. His mother said that the name was not good and he could not get his wife, so he changed his name. Wu An still call him Brother Jie.

This man is so thin that a gust of wind can blow him away.

He suffers from rhinitis, smokes and stays up late. He is stupid. He is righteous. People go to his dormitory to play mahjong and give him “oil and water.” He must take this group of people to spend the money; sometimes he himself gambles and loses a lot. If he wins, he must lose back before he is willing to let go. He treats to dinner without blinking his eyelids. He irons clothes in a garment factory and earns six a month.

More than a thousand, ten years after doing it.

Brother Jie’s mother loves him, perhaps in her eyes, he will always be a child who will never grow up. So I asked Jie’s sister to marry near the factory in order to take care of Jie’s life. So every time my mother arranges Jie’s blind date, she only chooses the one from the town, so she can’t worry about Jie. She has only Ge Ge a son.

Brother Jie had talked with a girlfriend from another province. His mother disagreed. separated. Since then, he has embarked on the 3.4 road of blind date, time and time again, without exception, he rushed to the street.

The girlfriend left him. Countless late at night, Jie used his non-smart phone to make calls, “Beep!” “Sorry, no one answered your call. Please call again later.” Jie started smoking, and his cigarette butt was stuffed in a plastic bottle. Inside, it’s yellow, a big jar. Later, Jie also bought a smartphone, and later he also added the contact information of the blind date.

I don’t know how to read, and I ran around the factory in order to find someone to help him see what it meant. What’s so interesting! Girls don’t know that this is a reliable man!

Once, the master cutting the bed took a machete and dangled it, thinking that Brother Jie was a bully. In a rage, Jie pulled up the chair and jumped onto the table. Unexpectedly, the master Jie was so fierce that he was so scared that he hugged his head, and Jie ran after him.