Hong Kong island brother

It is said that in December last year, the Chinese and British governments formally signed the agreement in Beijing.This gorgeous island that has been floating on the sea for 12 years is finally about to usher in a bordering coast.

Of course, there are still twelve or three years before the final border.

Of course, Zhong Ming is only nine years old, and what he cares about is the signing place.

Beijing.That is his hometown.

In my mind is the flying snow far away from Beijing, and on my fingertips is the humid sea breeze of the South China Sea.

Zhong Ming broke out in cold sweat from the pain, and held a person's warm fingertips in dizziness.

On the island in the center of the South China Sea, the night sky of New Year's Eve was filled with cold rain, and the alleys of Temple Street were full of four-color flowers, with twists and turns, poking their heads out of the spring couplets sprinkled with gold on the red background.

The bracts are plump and white, with a layer of fine mist condensed on them.

Zhong Ming opened his eyes.

That person was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the young master's name was embroidered with gold thread on the corner of the collar of his snow-white shirt, both in Chinese and English, Sean, Zhou Shi.

Zhong Ming's consciousness was blurred for a moment, and he couldn't remember whether he had pronounced those two words or not.

This is Zhong Ming's first Spring Festival after arriving in Hong Kong.

The little boy lay on the threshold, resting his chin to watch the ants moving. It was going to rain in Hong Kong.

This year's Spring Festival is on February 2th, and New Year's Eve coincides with the rainy solar term. The gangster Chouji, who was watching the fruit stall in Temple Street, said that this is called "spring poured by rain". In 20, next time in 1920.What does it portend?who knows!Say hello to your mother!leave!Throwing old schemer!

Hong Kong people are really incomprehensible and fierce when they swear, Zhong Ming trembles with fright.

Zhong Zhihao no longer sells candied haws - Hong Kong people have a lot of interesting and beautiful food, who cares about hawthorns wrapped in sugar shells.

The candied haws plan to make a fortune ran aground in three weeks, and Zhong Zhihao is now selling donkeys.

Hong Kong people are different from Beijingers. They actually like to go shopping and buy flowers on New Year's Eve.I don't know if there are people with strange tastes who are willing to patronize Zhong Zhihao's donkey roll stall and let him make a small fortune so that he can pack dumplings stuffed with pork and green onions for Zhong Ming.

Zhong Ming didn't expect much from this. Anyway, everything is expensive in Hong Kong, and the father and son have always been poor.

Zhong Ming straightened his little white fingers, and read the Spring Festival couplets on the door of the grand mansion next door.

The first couplet is "Ruijing welcomes the New Year and everything goes well", the second couplet is "Growing all things to wake up the universe", with three large characters of auspiciousness, "Heyitang".

That's the most powerful gangster in Hong Kong, Heyitang, where the head of the eight clubs, "Big Brother Zhou", lives.

Of course the boss Zhou is extremely fierce, Zhong Ming and Zhong Zhihao have witnessed it with their own eyes.The big brother Zhou was not pleasing to the eye in the restaurant, so he picked up a glass wine bottle and knocked it with a "bang", revealing cracks, like the scar on his face, which made him panic.

The boss Zhou stared at the man gloomily, without blinking his gaze, wrapped the broken wine bottle in a paper bag, and said at the same time, "Stand still, don't move."

The other party was so frightened that his legs were limp, and he still tried to show off his strength, "Point, point solution!?"

The big brother Zhou was so arrogant that he didn't even move his eyes, "The eyes are not good. I don't want to poke the wrong place."

There was another "bang", this time it was the opponent's knees that softened and fell to the ground.

Zhong Zhihao had a premonition that the next scene would be extremely bloody, so he dragged his son who was dumbfounded and ran away.

Zhong Ming held on to the bowl of shrimp wonton noodles, scolding his father as he ate it: "Look at the shitty place you rented! Sooner or later, the boss Zhou will chop it down!"

Zhong Zhihao also scolded him: "If you eat and eat, you will know how to eat, and you will return the bowl to someone tomorrow! - I think the land is broken? That is the cheapest room in Hong Kong!"

Zhong Ming waved his chopsticks and cursed back: "Nonsense! Which haunted house have you seen is expensive! You also do life-threatening business!"

Zhong Ming is in front of Zhong Zhihao Neng's nest, and has always been quite timid to the outside world.He has a clear understanding of himself, especially when he compares himself to the only child of his gangster neighbor.

Big Brother Zhou's only son was a head taller than Zhong Ming, and he turned into a beast in clothes early on. When he was silent, he looked even more fierce than his father.Two beautiful sword eyebrows were raised, and the eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were so gloomy that he could directly play a young boss in a gangster movie, the kind of young master who kills people without blinking.

When Zhong Ming saw the young master, he always walked around. Fortunately, the young master had no dust in his eyes. He was picked up by a black car when he came in and out. When he passed the "haunted house" next door, he didn't lift his eyes. The curly eyelashes make it impossible to see clearly.

The big brother Zhou is dating a female star who is so popular in Hong Kong recently. Of course, he is not at home as a rule on the lively New Year's Eve. The young master probably also went to the world of fun, and all the young and Dangerous boys are on holiday.

That's why Zhong Ming dared to stand on the steps in front of someone's house, and carefully tested the height.

He gestured with his hand on the moss-covered wall, how tall is the young master?so tall?When he grows to this height, will he be able to have such awe-inspiring prestige?

"Don't get tired of it at night, learning the prestige in front of others?"

Zhong Ming slipped and nearly rolled down.

The boy who had never met before had a greasy hair and a black shirt, surrounded by four or five thugs, and looked at the bell with folded arms.

Zhong Ming thought it was the young master who had returned, but looking at it this way, it was not the young master.

Then why is this person coming to other people's house to uphold justice?

Zhong Ming tried to speak cheaply, and spoke back in unproficient Cantonese: "This is not your home? Do you care about me?"

The young man was very vicious and kicked over with one kick.

Zhong Ming regretted it immediately, and ran up the steps, clutching his buttocks, "It's wrong to hit someone, be careful, I'll sue the teacher for you!"

The young man is a native of Hong Kong. He grew up listening to "Beat until you hit the street". He has never heard of Beijing Hutong Chuanzi suing his teacher for Dafa.

This is at the gate of Heyitang's house, where, where is the local leader from other places!

Zhong Ming regretted being beaten, but his mouth was tight and he didn't utter a cry.

If you can't be an indomitable local boss, you must at least be a respectable outsider!

But soon, the hard toe of the leather shoe kicked him hard in the ribs.

Zhong Ming frowned and snorted.

The young man was brutal and ferocious. Hearing this feeble voice, his blood boiled even more, and his fists and feet rained down like a rainstorm.

Zhong Ming curled up on the wet ground like a stale cooked shrimp, quietly waiting for them to get bored.

The brain was almost numb, and I don't know when it started, and the fists gradually stopped.

A warm palm touched his forehead, and it broke with a touch.

Zhong Ming shivered from the cold, subconsciously followed the meager temperature, raised his hand, and coincidentally held a pair of fingertips.

The man twitched his fingers and felt Zhong Ming's resistance, so he didn't move any more, but asked, "Can you get up?"

Cantonese is only so pleasant between his lips and tongue. The beginning sound is the snow in Beiping, and the ending sound is the fog in Victoria Harbour. It is clear and clear like a mountain bell.

Zhong Ming opened his eyes. Under the white petals of Sizhaohua, a young man in a white shirt was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, staring at him seriously. His name, Sean, and Zhou Shi were embroidered with gold thread on his collar.

He knows who it is!

It was the young master who beat those little hooligans away!

Zhong Ming thought, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it has to worship the top of the mountain.

The young master hesitated for a moment, moved closer, and looked at Zhong Ming's blood-stained face by the dim light.The boy was obviously thinner than his peers, and his eyes under thick eyebrows were round, clean and flexible.

And Zhong Ming shuddered in the calm and calm eyes like frozen glass.

Sending away one evil god, and ushering in another one, it's over, over, over, over!

After Zhong Ming came to Hong Kong, his pure socialist soul was quickly eroded by the cancer of capitalism, and he read gangster movies, cartoons and novels of all ages.

In those stories, there is only one way to escape from the boss——

Zhong Ming gritted his teeth and went all out!

The hand holding the young master's four fingers loosened, and his heart sank.

"Brother! I'll call you brother, you'll be the one covering me from now on, right?"

The young master stepped back half a step in doubt, and said, "Brother?"

Zhong Mingfu changed his mind: "Brother Shi! Will you cover me in the future?"

On the young master's white shirt was a black leather shoe print, a strand of fluffy hair fell on his eyebrows, and he said something seriously.

He said: "The gangsters did it, and the gangsters are wrong."

Zhong Ming's heart skipped a beat, so the young master heard his provocation just now?

The young master took off his glasses and wiped them on the hem of his shirt. His short-sighted eyes suddenly lost focus, and his expression became more serious.

He said: "But in the future, I will let there be no bad people in this world."

Zhong Ming was horrified to find that he seemed to be telling the truth.

The times are moving forward like a dream, and Hong Kong Island leans inch by inch towards a stable shore.

The 90s has finally come, and the 90s is finally about to pass halfway, and the era of hard songs and golden songs is in full swing.

That piece of shore is just a short distance away, and it is only three or four years before the return.

The tea restaurants in Causeway Bay are still in good business. Shrimp wanton noodles are the first choice for poor students.I don’t know how many black-framed four-eyed boys left money after eating and ran to the part-time convenience store.

The Ding Fu Ji restaurant next to the tea restaurant is much more deserted because it is expensive.

Zhong Ming wears the most common white sweater and jeans, both of which have been washed so that they give off a sunny atmosphere. The boy wearing this shirt is even more sunny. He is handsomer than Aaron Kwok, worse than Liming, more handsome than Andy Lau, and more casual than Jacky Cheung.

"Like You" was played on the stereo, and he scolded while looking for chopsticks all over the table, "Ding Fu Ji can't do such an old song."

A pair of wide shoulders stretched the attractive shoulder line of the shirt, the sleeves were rolled up casually, and the elbows were propped on the table, picking out the biggest open mouth among the scorching blood clams to eat.The two long legs had no place to rest, and they stood out of the range of the table abruptly, causing two female students in the corner of the restaurant to point out quietly, and blushed as they spoke.

Of course Zhong Ming noticed, put down his chopsticks, leaned back on the chair, and urged, "Hurry up, why are you eating so slowly! If you don't leave, those two pretty girls are going to ask my dad to propose marriage. My dad is getting old too. , but you can't bear the unexpected joy of a son and two daughters-in-law, are you responsible for the trouble?"

Zhou Shi raised his head from the wok full of stir-fried beef with Chinese kale, and took a look at the two girls.

Zhong Ming whispered, "Isn't it pretty? Are you envious?"

Zhou Shi picked up a chopstick of tomato beef brisket and said, "I don't feel it."

Zhong Ming scoffed, "I don't feel it? You can't see clearly at all."

In order to go to the police academy, Zhou Shi refused to wear glasses after he was a teenager, and forcibly trained himself to change from deep myopia to myopia.But in the current situation, he usually can't see things clearly.

What Zhong Ming struggled with was that he couldn't see clearly, so he leaned forward and looked greedily around his small face.

He was born well when he was young, but he became more flamboyant when he grew up, his double eyelids were as deep as cut, but he was calm and flat without any arrogance.High nose bridge and browbones, deep eye sockets and thin lips, put together a flirtatious look.

It can be seen that people cannot judge by appearance.

Zhong Ming has never seen such an honest child when he grew up so old, and he grew up like this, but his mind is healthy and bright.

In short, Zhou Shi had a split with his gangster father.

No matter how blind Zhou Shi was, he still noticed that Zhong Ming was looking at him, and asked slowly while drinking tea tree mushroom pork ribs soup, "What are you doing?"

Zhong Ming said: "See how slowly you can eat, isn't it like a cow has four stomachs, and vomits after eating."

Zhou Shi sighed: "I also ate the last meal but didn't eat the next one. It's hard for you to be wronged, and you are willing to give me the overlord's meal."

Zhong Ming rolled his eyes, "Who said I'll give you a king's meal? I paid for it!"

Zhou Shi said, "...I mean, a metaphor."

Zhong Ming was impatient, "Come on, I know you've got five A's in your studies. Eat quickly, and go back after eating! You are also strange, how can you be like this? Your dad doesn't even give you money for meals, it's a dignified thing to say righteousness and indifference—”

"A Ming!"

When Zhou Shi is not angry, he is as gentle as water, and when he is a little unhappy, he is so powerful, just like his father.

The blood relationship is amazing.

Zhong Ming shrugged, "Come on, are you full yet?"

Zhou Shi regained his composure, "Eat well."

Zhong Ming rubbed his stomach and stuffed a wad of change into his pocket, "If you want to drink Vitasoy, go downstairs and buy it for me. I want iced ones. I'll pay first."

The downstairs of this restaurant gathers poor students all the year round, and there are often long queues at the Vitasoy stall.

Zhou Shi picked up his schoolbag without any surprise, got up and went downstairs.

Zhong Ming carried dozens of yuan of banknotes in his pocket, and wandered to the door carelessly.

The boss was smoking in the inner room, and glanced lightly at the checkout counter.

Zhong Ming seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He stopped suddenly and leaned against the counter. His back blocked half of the boss's line of sight, "Marlboro."

The girl yawned and handed him a pack of cigarettes, taking the money with one hand.

The boss only saw the girl take the banknotes and draw a few strokes on the account book, and then looked away.

Zhong Ming grinned, and gave the girl a standard smile that could be in a Wong Kar Wai movie, "Oh no."

Immediately, he stood up straight and continued to stroll down the stairs in a foolish way.

Turning a corner, Zhong Ming suddenly stuffed the pack of cigarettes into his trouser pocket, and ran desperately.One step down the four steps, but it was not fast enough, so he simply sat on the handrail and slid down quickly.

In the restaurant, the boss came out to pour water, and asked casually, "How much did you eat?"

The girl wondered, "How much did you eat?"

The boss's eyes fell on the ledger.

A pack of Marlboros.

The boss suddenly came to his senses, and shouted loudly: "Dou, eat the overlord's meal in my territory! Ah Meng Ah Hu Ah Bao! Chase me!"

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