There's a gust of wind coming from the south

During Feng Xiaojun's recuperation period, he seemed to be a different person, and he actually started to calm down and study his brand new textbook seriously.Still sticking to the left knife, anyway, I want the other party to help me with my homework.

Zuo Xiaodao knew that Feng Xiaojun had found the goal he was fighting for, and although he didn't say it, he was still somewhat happy for him.

"Genius, I'm definitely a genius." Feng Xiaojun raised his head from the exercise book, admiring a basic math problem he solved, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"That question is something one should be able to do in freshman year of high school." Zuo Xiaodao glanced at Feng Xiaojun's flamboyant notes, and gave him a white look with a lollipop in his mouth.

"Look, I'm a freshman in high school today, and I can be a sophomore in high school tomorrow. Three days, three days, my brother will definitely be able to overcome this set of papers."

"Oh, I believe you ghost."

What Feng Xiaojun hated most in his life was to be looked down upon by others, so he immediately took out Zuo Xiaodao's textbook, stood up and put Zuo Xiaodao's nose to nose across the table.

"Go away, is it disgusting?" Zuo Xiaodao anxiously wanted to grab the textbook.

Feng Xiaojun raised Zuo Xiaodao's textbook above his head and said, "Do you dare to bet?"

"What are you gambling?"

"With this set of papers in three days, I will pass the exam with 60!"

"You don't need 60. If you get 50, you win."

Feng Xiaojun pointed at Zuo Xiaodao's face: "You said that?"

Zuo Xiaodao nodded and said, "I said so."

"What if you lose?"

Zuo Xiaodao folded his arms and leaned back on the chair, and said with a smile, "It's up to you."

Feng Xiaojun brushed Zuo Xiaodao's bangs meanly, gritted his teeth and said, "I want you to shave your head."

"Yes." Zuo Xiaodao raised his eyebrows, "But what if you lose?"

"what ever!"

"Take off, and run around the old city naked."

"Fuck, you are ruthless!"

Zuo Xiaodao smiled and showed his sharp little canine teeth: "It's still too late to repent, Brother Xiaojun."

"Repent?" Feng Xiaojun threw the textbook in front of Zuo Xiaodao, and said harshly, "Repent, I will call you father from now on."

"I believe it."

……

On the other hand, Sheng Qingfeng rented out his hardware store and planned to concentrate on the noodle shop business.Recently, the business of the noodle shop is booming, and the income brought by one day is as high as that of the dilapidated shop before Qingfeng for a month.

He pondered that the space of noodle restaurants is too small now, and diners often choose to leave because they find that there is no place for them when they arrive at the restaurant.It is better to expand the store to accommodate more customers.

Sheng Qingfeng's idea was supported by Kuang You.Not only that, Kuang You also felt that only selling sliced ​​noodles was too simple.Since it is going to be done, it is necessary to put the pattern in the long run and recruit chefs to enrich the cuisine.It is best to turn the noodle shop into a restaurant-style operation, so as to become bigger and stronger.

"I don't think it's right." After Shen Shi heard this, he directly interrupted Sheng Qingfeng and Kuang You's imagination, and sang the opposite tune.

He tried his best to adjust his language so that Sheng Qingfeng would not feel that he was deliberately offending: "Liuye Noodle Restaurant is not just a shop, it is the memory of a generation of old city people, it is a thought. If you change its appearance, the noodle shop will not be This noodle restaurant." Shen Shi paused and continued, "Besides, Liu Ye shared [-]% of the income from firewood sticks before he left, so it's inappropriate not to discuss such an important matter with him."

"Brother Shi, there is a specialization in art. Firewood sticks are used to make noodle slices. If you tell him these things, the other party may not understand." Kuang You said with a smile between his cigarettes.

"Kuang'er, are you saying that I'm not professional or that Brother Sheng is not good?" Shen Shi changed the subject and cleverly provoked Sheng Qingfeng's self-esteem.

Kuang You was not annoyed, and pretended to have a look of incomprehension on his face: "I said Brother Shi, isn't that what I was talking about? I was talking about business with you, how did it become a gossip in your mouth? Don't you Such a narrow-minded person."

Shen Shi took a deep breath, stabilized his emotions, and then said again: "Since the sixth master said that firewood sticks have a role, we should not skip him when making any decisions. Even if people have no objections, at least we should know I will."

During the conversation, Shen Shi glanced at Sheng Qingfeng, seeing Master Sheng as if you were chatting and I was listening, without showing any emotion.Knowing that he would not be able to speak for himself, he stopped emphasizing the matter of firewood sticks and changed the subject.

"Of course, I don't disagree with Brother Sheng's idea. It's a good thing for a noodle restaurant to have business. Why don't you consider opening another branch in Xincheng. How about I contact Chaihuoer right now, and let's sit together and add up?"

Kuang You heard the words and laughed, and kept shaking his head.

"Don't think of everything too simply. You do the math. How much does it cost to renovate and rebuild an old store? How much does it cost to reorganize a store, recruit employees, and open a new store? The disparity between the It's not a star. Brother Zhi has money to make it like this, but I don't dare to take the risk." Kuang You said while handing the conversation to Sheng Qingfeng, "I don't think Master Sheng would want to take this risk, would he?"

Kuang You's words undoubtedly touched Sheng Qingfeng's heart.

Sheng Qingfeng, who has always paid attention to "stability" in everything, hates "risk" the most in his life.In his opinion, the reconstruction that Kuang You said is both profitable and safe, and it is much more suitable than opening more branches.

Sheng Qingfeng was anxious to make money but was unwilling to spend it, Shen Shi saw through it when Kuang You settled accounts.He could only admire Kuang You for being so scheming, he deliberately didn't call him a firewood stick just to let himself fight alone.

"Ashi, Xiao Kuang is studying business abroad. I have a specialization in technology, I agree. We are not good at business, why don't we listen to his opinion more?"

While Sheng Qingfeng was speaking, Shen Shi had already quietly contacted Nanfeng, asking him to call him in 3 minutes so that he could get away.

"Brother, Kuang'er, this matter is really not in a hurry. Whether it's rebuilding or opening a branch, even if we don't inform Chai Huo Stick, at least we have to listen to Liu Ye's intentions."

A call came in at the right time, and Shen Shi answered it in a hurry.

"Hey, Brother Shi. There is something wrong with Xiaotu, so come here quickly."

Nanfeng on the other end of the phone deliberately raised his voice so that Kuang You and Sheng Qingfeng on the other side could hear him.

"Okay, come here right away."

Shen Shi hung up the phone, stood up, pretended to be nervous and said, "Xiao Tu, I don't know what's wrong, I have to go over quickly to see. Brother, Kuang'er, I'm sorry to take a step first. "

"Okay, okay, let's go!" Sheng Qingfeng actually liked that little clever guy from Shen Shi's family, and urged Shen Shi to leave.

Kuang You sat at the side without making a show of expression, he had already seen through Shen Shi's plan to get away.

After Shen Shi left, Sheng Qingfeng yawned and said, "Recently, the old problem of leg pain has recurred, and I can't sleep well at night. Since Ah Shi has his own ideas, why don't we slow down the reconstruction? "

"Master Sheng, don't worry about leaving. I still have a few words to say." Kuang You's gaze flashed a gleam, and he smiled and called Sheng Qingfeng who was about to lift his foot to leave.

……

Feng Xiaojun passed the test with 62 and won.

Seeing Feng Xiaojun dancing in front of him, Zuo Xiaodao looked indifferent.

"How is it, Brother Xiaodao?" Feng Xiaojun flicked Zuo Xiaodao's bangs meanly.

"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat." Zuo Xiaodao got up and walked out of the house.

"Hey, what are you running for?"

"Go to your uncle and buy a fader."

"No need!" Feng Xiaojun turned into a fader from behind, and said with a smirk, "Brother has prepared everything for you."

It was the time when the sun was shining in the west, and there was a sound of "squealing" from the faders in the courtyard of the old library.

The sun shone on the boy's face, as if adding a layer of soft light.Without the face covered by fine bangs, she is fair and delicate.

His eyes were half-opened, with a bit of lazy tiredness.The old wound between the eyebrows was added to the young man's handsome face, which was a little abrupt, but it also added a bit of masculinity to the feminine facial features.

Feng Xiaojun was dumbfounded, and quietly swallowed his saliva.

"Feng Xiaojun, what are you doing?"

Feng Xiaojun was brought back to his senses by Zuo Xiaodao's cold tone, and hurriedly coughed exaggeratedly to cover up his gaffe just now.

"No, why not, I think it's funny to see you like this." Feng Xiaojun put on a sneering posture, pointed at Zuo Xiaodao's head and laughed, "Oh, you want to You're so fucking laughing!"

Only he himself knew that it wasn't funny at all.Zuo Xiaodao looks really good-looking.

"Brother Knife."

"Say."

Feng Xiaojun reached out to touch the scar between Zuo Xiaodao's eyebrows, but was dodged by the other party.

"Get out, don't touch your feet." Zuo Xiaodao cursed.

"Brother Xiaodao, how did you get this scar?"

Zuo Xiaodao smiled coldly: "It was done with a knife."

"Who the hell is so bold?"

"I."

"..."

This is the first time Zuo Xiaodao let go of his grievances and told Feng Xiaojun about him.

Zuo Xiaodao has been handsome since he was a child, and he is also shorter than other children.

Boys at that time always liked to run in the wind and crawl in the mud. When they saw such a clean and handsome boy, they would inevitably step forward and bully them a few times.

Xiaodao's father died early, and his mother remarried within a few days.There is only one old man in the family who is "the one who cares about him" all the time, and it is true that his father does not love his mother.

In addition, the neighbors in the neighborhood always love to gossip regardless of the occasion, and they pretend to give him love to show their kindness, and the children bully him even more ruthlessly.

Fake girl, sissy, Xiaodao hates these nicknames.Since no one stood up for him, he had to become more ruthless.

So, when he was pushed on the sand again and bullied while riding.Zuo Xiaodao took out the pencil sharpener from his pocket, and scratched hard between his eyebrows.

He didn't want to hurt others, so he had to hurt himself.

The red blood trickling down blinds the eyes and scares away the bullies.Zuo Xiaodao stood in a deserted alley and clenched his fists, and no one dared to bully him again.

This kid dared to play with a knife, he must have followed his father.

The rumors of the neighbors changed from "really pitiful" to "terrible", and the last few "tsk tsk" were indispensable.

After recovering from the injury, Zuo Xiaodao left the hair on his forehead.He didn't want to see the scar, and he didn't want to see his own face.Because whenever he faced himself, those annoying "tsk tsk" always sounded in his ears.

After that, Zuo Xuanqing wishfully changed his name to Zuo Xiaodao.

……

"It's over."

When Zuo Xiaodao was talking about the past, his expression was calm.

But the one who tells the story is emotionless, but the one who listens to the story reveals his true feelings at this time.

Feng Xiaojun rolled up his sleeves, turned his back and wiped his face fiercely, mumbling something.

"Brother Xiaojun, don't you feel disgusted?" Zuo Xiaodao mocked.

The cries of peddlers carrying burdens came from outside the old library, covering up what Feng Xiaojun said.

Zuo Xiaodao frowned: "What did you say?"

Feng Xiaojun hugged Zuo Xiaodao, gritted his teeth and said, "I said, it would be great if I was here."

Zuo Xiaodao snorted softly: "It's so fucking disgusting." But he couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Brother Xiaodao, I will protect you from now on."

"It's no use."