6 Brother and Xiaohong

"What's the date today?"

"You are too stupid, today is New Year's Day."

"Fuck, of course I know it's New Year's Day. The purpose of my asking you is to emphasize today's day. Do you understand you... That's right, the four of us have been together for almost two years, and today is the day we officially sworn in , my brothers will remember them all for me."

"Well, big brother, you really know how to choose a date, it's easy to remember, and on this day, everyone eats well, and the whole country celebrates it, as if celebrating our sworn brotherhood," Ai Jin said while brushing his long bangs I tucked it behind my ears, "It's not easy to think about it. We've been together for so long, and we've finally achieved a positive result. I'm so happy. Shall we have a drink tonight?"

"If you want to drink it back to your own house, I don't have it."

"...Oh, hey, by the way, big brother, we have to rank by age, right? You are the oldest, so you should be the boss."

"Okay, you are the second oldest, you should be the second child."

"I don't want to be the second child...it doesn't sound good..."

"Then you will be the third child, we don't want the second child."

"I don't want to be the third child either. Everyone calls me San'er, San'er, and the girl who sells broken shoes on the East Street is also called San'er. I don't want to be the third child."

"You have a lot of fucking things..." Xiao Liang piled up a few oranges on the green plate in front of Guan Gong, and then took out a long incense stick from the incense box, "Then you are old enough!"

"...Why don't I be the fifth eldest brother? You said that our brothers are new to the society and shouldn't try to be lucky. Four is dead. It's a bit stupid to say bad things about myself before I debut... Hey, Fuck, what are you doing, big brother, don’t be impatient! I haven’t finished yet, you see you are the boss, I am the fifth, Zheng Zhe is the sixth, donkey is the seventh, there are so many people..."

Xiao Liang couldn't stop slapping Ai Jin's head violently: "A lot of farts! I'm a brother who died, not a gourd brother!"

Ai Jin covered his head, rolled and crawled, caught the gap and was about to run out of the house, but Xiao Liang continued to shout from behind.

"What about the two of them? Didn't they say they'll be there soon?"

Seeing that Xiao Liang was no longer angry, Ai Jin rubbed back with a playful smile: "Donkey went to the small shop to buy cigarettes, and I will be back in a while. I couldn't call Zheng Zhe today. He is still in a bad mood these two days." Okay, I don't know what's wrong... I don't think it should be. You said that he was upset because his father just beat him up. Now he has moved out. He should be happy. Why are you making fun of me all day long? ?”

"Do you think everyone is as careless as you?" Xiao Liang counted incense on the wooden table with his eyes downcast, "No one will take care of him when he moved out of the house, but he will have to rely on himself to eat and drink in the future, can he not worry about it? , Hey, yes, I passed by the cold storage where he worked yesterday, thinking about going to see him, why did I hear that he quit?"

"It's a fight, what else can it be for?" Ai Jin put on his woolen hat, and carefully smoothed his exposed hair in front of the mirror. I ran into Wang Da blowing his brother while loading goods at the warehouse door, and they started working when they saw each other, and even kicked the tricycle over, who would dare to use him..."

Xiao Liang's face sank: "Damn it, Wang Dazhuo's old gang is endless."

Ai Jin tidied himself up quickly: "Okay, I'll call again and I'll be back later."

***

In [-], a county-level city in Northeast China.

Early in the morning, an apple cart overturned on the provincial road outside the south gate, turned around and overturned the car, because there was a heavy snowfall yesterday, and the snow filled the ditch on both sides of the road. The driver was from Shandong, so he thought it was flat land , As a result, it was loaded in with a kick of the accelerator. The big apples shipped from Yantai rolled all over the snow. The people on both sides of the road got the letter, and they dragged their families out to pick up apples. They eat frozen apples this season, as well as warm apples. Suan Guoguang, a red apple of this size is a rarity.

At that time, Zheng Zhe happened to be stepping outside the elementary school near the provincial road.

Wang Dachui's house is just in front of the street. Zheng Zhe found this place after a few days, but he didn't want to act alone. I've been too familiar with it.

Because winter was about to begin, the school bought a lot of coal and transported it to several tall carriages and unloaded it directly on the playground. It was covered with a thick layer of snow within one night.

At that time, the school did not have a holiday on New Year’s Day. In the last two classes in the morning, the senior pupils did not attend class. There were six classes in three grades. A group of youngsters, led by the head teacher, carried a shovel and took The coal is transported out of the silk bag.

Zheng Zhe was leaning against the railing of the school, with a refreshing cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, as if he was puffing out clouds and mist.

He was still studying at school two months ago, and because of his younger brother, he stabbed a student in the senior grade. The incident was quite serious, and the final exam was approaching, so Zheng Zhe didn't go again.

After being beaten up at home, the kid slammed out of the house with a few clothes and his pocket money. Within two days, he found a place to stay and a part-time job with the help of his friends— —Do a part-time job in the city cold storage to help people unload pork.

The end of the year is the busiest time for the cold storage in the city, especially when it has just been converted from a state-owned enterprise to a contracted joint-stock system, and the economy is booming, so this year's business is not bad. There are hundreds of tons of meat in the cold storage, and the daily shipment is thousands of catties. I was really too busy, so I hired a temporary worker from outside, and it cost 80 yuan a month to take care of two meals, and soon recruited a strong young man.

Zheng Zhe also thinks this job is good. Although he is a little tired, he has two meals of meat and sesame oil. It is a pity that he can't eat this meal after less than a month. When he left, he was covered in blood. My head went to the logistics to get 50 yuan, put away my hot water tank, and left with one step and three turns.

It was more than 20 degrees below zero today, and Zheng Zhe didn't wear a cotton jacket. There was only a leather jacket on top of the sweater, and only a pair of woolen trousers, but Zheng Zhe was not cold at all with such little clothes on. At the age of 17, his body was like a small stove. Same, the breath that comes out is hot.

The people around him ran in one direction, and Zheng Zhe came back to his senses and looked in the direction of the large army.

The apples embedded in the snow looked like blood spots splashed on them, and finally fell one by one, like a big hole torn from the white flesh. The overstuffed crowd moved slowly in the apple field, and there were cats picking them up. Picking up and stuffing in his arms, and eating while picking up, there were even two men with thicker skins, who simply picked up the not-so-rotten boxes and left.

Zheng Zhe didn't go up to snatch it, not because of his high moral character, but mainly because there were too many people around him, and he couldn't bear this face. If it was just him, he probably would have picked it up too.

At this moment, he was standing in place, his waist straight as a pole, his face was covered with a layer of soft pale gold by the sunlight, but his pupils shot out a hard light.

On the opposite side, two people, one big and one small, wrestled together, which was very eye-catching, but because one of them was the driver of the cart, everyone pretended not to see it, and hurriedly picked up the apple and left.

The thick and short man grabbed the boy's hair and slapped his big mouth, "Fuck you, I said I kept losing things in my car, and you stole them all!"

The child under him was speechless, wearing a bright red padded jacket, rolling in the snow, stretching his legs and kicking madly at the driver's face.

The driver half-kneeled on the snow and pulled his ankle with great effort, as if pulling a flopping fish: "Take off the padded jacket for me! I bought it! Fuck you! When are you going to go? my car? Where are your parents?"

……

Most of the people around were picking up apples while watching the excitement. It took a long time before two of them went up to break up the fight. They didn't dare to get too close and shouted from a distance.

"Comrade, stop fighting!"

"What are you playing?"

"It's good to discuss things slowly, what should I do?"

"Hey, why are you two still fighting after persuading me for such a long time? After two beatings, it's endless?"

The one who tried to persuade the fight was so thirsty and shivering from the cold that they shouted for a long time, but the two of them continued to fight as if they hadn't heard them. Just do what you should do.

Zheng Zhe watched the fight between the two with great interest.He felt that the kid in the red padded jacket was really fierce. Although he was slapped several times and practiced with the driver gritted his teeth, it was a pity that there was a huge gap in physical strength between adults and children. Like a dog, the driver grabbed his hair and slammed it on the ground, hitting his forehead on the snow with a heavy and muffled sound.

Zheng Zhe wanted to leave a little bit, but just as he started to move his legs, he saw the child struggling to get out from under the driver's hand. He found half of the iron pick somewhere, and raised his hand to greet the driver's eyeballs.

Zheng Zhe withdrew his stepping feet and stared at the red padded jacket.

The upper half of the face in the red padded jacket was covered with snow and mud, but the lower half of the face was very clean, obviously with a small pointed jaw, and the mouth was quite well-shaped, ruddy, and occasionally tensed, revealing a mouthful of extremely white teeth.

Pretty pretty.

Because there was a cut on his head two days ago, Zheng Zhe wore a dog fur hat for several days out of the purpose of protecting his head. This hat was borrowed by Ai Jin. The size is not suitable, it is a bit big, and he usually wears it It's okay, trying to fight might be a little in the way.

Taking off his hat, Zheng Zhe hung his hand back on the top of the railing of the elementary school. After walking two steps, he went back and took out the military dagger from his pocket and stuck it on the frozen soil next to the railing, so that no one would dare to take advantage of him. When a person moves his things when he is practicing his hands, you must know that a knife or a clip pinned to his waist these days is definitely a symbol of a gangster, and anyone with normal nerves will make a detour.

Zheng Zhe is not very old, but he is tall. Although he is thin, he is still solid. At first glance, he looks like an adult. As long as he looks closely at his eyebrows, he still looks a little boyish.

The driver's face turned eggplant-colored with fright, and with great effort he took off the iron sign in front of his eyeball and threw it far away.Just as he was about to teach this kid who had made a deadly move a good lesson, the moment he swung his hand, he was kicked in the buttocks.

The slap was in vain when he was startled, the driver turned his head in shame and anger, and looked at the culprit bitterly: "Why the hell are you kicking me?"

Zheng Zhe withdrew his feet and stared at the big shoe prints on his cotton trousers: "Hey, brother, stop beating, what are you doing with the same knowledge as a child like an adult."

The driver in neutral gear who was talking about what Zheng Zhe was talking about was kicked several times in the face by the red padded jacket. The driver cursed angrily, but didn't reply, and just focused on fighting the kid under him.

The two of them huddled together and rolled on the ground into two snow donkeys. The red padded jacket was beaten so blood came out of its nostrils not long after.

Zheng Zhe stood beside him for a while, then raised his hand and grabbed the driver's hair.

His fingers are relatively long and strong, and the veins on them stretched quickly. Zheng Zhe grabbed the driver's hair and pulled it back, and punched him in the eye. The driver screamed and raised his hand to cover his eyes. Kung Fu was kicked on the ground and couldn't get up.

Unlike most gangsters who fight, Zheng Zhe doesn't like to swear when they fight. After all, it's not easy to always say "fuck your mother" when you open your mouth. They usually swear in different ways, and Zheng Zhe is too busy trying to beat him at the same time. Come on, so Zheng Zhe didn't make a sound during the whole process. He kicked him on the head violently amidst the driver's insults. When he came up to fight, Zheng Zhe's face became bloodshot, and veins popped up on his forehead, but this ferocious state didn't last long, and he went down soon. Zheng Zhe stopped when he completely recovered his normal complexion, because the driver had already been beaten I can't get up.

Zheng Zhe waved away the aunt who was holding his arm, straightened his clothes, and pulled the person next to him up from the snow.

The red padded jacket wiped the snow off his face, and then wiped his nose. His long eyelashes were wet, as if he had cried, but in fact it was just melted snow.

Zheng Zhe looked at the person in front of him, and found that this boy was actually very delicate, with a white face and pink skin. If it weren't for the nosebleeds that hadn't been wiped off on the tip of his lips, Zheng Zhe wouldn't believe that the little boy in front of him was the same person as the lunatic just now.

The driver behind him groaned loudly, Zheng Zhe then woke up and remembered what he was doing here.

Although Wang Dachui usually doesn't go home at this time, it is not wise to fight in front of the enemy's house after all. Zheng Zhe glanced back at the driver who was struggling to turn over on the ground, and hurriedly turned to the place where he hung his hat, intending to run away.

***

Gu Ming staggered behind Zheng Zhe.

After walking two steps, I felt my nose was a little itchy. I thought I was about to bleed again, but when I wiped it with my hand, it turned out to be my own snot.

Coincidentally, three days ago, Gu Ming and his unlucky father were also wiping their noses on the street.

It was already dark at that time, Gu Ming was standing under the street lamp, his nose was hot from the roll of toilet paper, Gu Ming gritted his teeth and tried not to get angry, he just looked up at his father's drooping eyelashes with his white and tender face.

The man's eyelashes were thick and long, covering the last faint light above his head, and the shadow left behind was like the black mist swirling around his eyes, hazy, and even his eyes on Gu Ming deepened a lot.

It is said that the only good thing this buddy has done in this life is to pass on his good skin to Gu Ming unreservedly; the most wicked thing he has done is to harm a decent girl with his face when he is clearly a scum , Lied a flower and put it on the cow dung willingly, but it's a pity that Gu Ming's mother took the flower and put it in the cow dung for two years.

Gu Ming's mother had been a widow outside the prison for more than ten years. She was aggrieved all day long and her health was poor. The child was brought up due to illness. She finally resisted until Gu Ming's father came out and passed away.

After Gu Ming's mother left, it was embarrassing for the two fathers who had just met, because they didn't feel like a family when they were together. Say goodbye to each other.

The two of them were planning to just make do with it, but an accident happened a few days before they made it together. The father and son were blowing their noses under the streetlight affectionately, and a group of hooligans got out of the car carrying shotguns.

Gu Ming didn't remember why the two sides fought, and he didn't remember whether his father was dead or alive, but he remembered the gunshot, and his father pulled his neck and yelled at him to let him run away. As if he just woke up after saying this, he ran around like a headless fly, and halfway he was pulled by the waist and tried to hug him. Fortunately, his father had just given him a small dagger, and Gu Ming took it out and gave it to him When the man was stabbed, he didn't know where it was stabbed, but he knew it was soft, and then the sticky hot liquid flowed all over his hands, frightened Gu Ming ran desperately, his two thin legs were twitching tightly, and he still couldn't run the usual way. Go straight to the provincial road after crossing a reed marsh.

Later, Gu Ming was tired from running, and he got rid of him. He threw away his bloody coat, and casually climbed into a large truck parked in front of the road hotel. Afraid of the cold, Gu Ming still tied a few torn quilts on top of the quilt, so he tried his best to get into the gap between the quilts and fell asleep. Watch twice the bare woods retreating rapidly, with nothing in front of you but a road.

Gu Ming stared at the road and thought for a long time. He was afraid that his father would die and that he would really kill someone, but what he was most afraid of was that the police would arrest him and put him in jail. Gu Ming didn't dare to go back, so he just hid in the car for two days until The driver overturned his car and he fell out of the pile of apples.

Zheng Zhe glanced at the boy next to him from the corner of his eye: "Hurry up and go home, he will get up if you don't leave."

Gu Ming's voice was very soft, although he had a thin voice, the words he said were very firm: "I have no home."

"No home?" Zheng Zhe looked around vigilantly while smiling, "Then you go to the police, don't follow me."

"I found it, it's useless." Gu Ming opened his mouth and lied. He brazenly followed Zheng Zhe to the railing, saw Zheng Zhe raised his hand to take the hat, and went up to help Zheng Zhe slap the thin snow on the hat. "The police don't care about me either. This issue."

Zheng Zhe saw this kid courting him a lot: "What do you want to do?"

After Gu Ming finished his hat, he pushed it in front of his eyes, Wen Wen said quietly, "I want to eat."

Zheng Zhe felt embarrassed when he saw his good intentions: "Ah, eating is a trivial matter, I'll just treat you...but I'll help you fight and treat you to dinner, so I have to know your name, right?"

"My surname is Gu." After finishing speaking, Gu Ming immediately began to regret it. He always felt that he should not use his real name. When he saw the jacket on his body, he casually said, "My name is... Gu Xiaohong."

"Xiaohong?" Zheng Zhe laughed, "Why do you call it a girl's name?"

"...I'm Hongwei Hong." Gu Ming endured the hunger and gnawed on the apple for two days, and finally lost his footing. He really wanted to go to this place for a hot meal. Although he was annoyed at the moment, he could still continue with his temper. Zheng Zhe's words.

"Then let me introduce myself too, my name is Xiao Gang," Zheng Zhe laughed for a while after he finished speaking, and then stopped laughing when he saw that Gu Ming hadn't responded at all, "I'm just kidding, my name is Zheng Zhe."

The two walked out of the street silently, Zheng Zhe's face was hot, and he was unhappy for no reason: "If you agree in advance, I can also treat you to a meal. After the meal, you can go wherever you like, don't follow me , I don’t want to care about it anymore.”

The driver was almost crushed by Zheng Zhe, and his whole body hurt, but now he was helped up by the person next to him, and when he sat up straight, his abdomen hurt deeply.

The driver touched it subconsciously and felt a little wet. He thought it was snow water, but he raised his hand and realized that he had been stabbed just now.

I don't know which of the two boys did it.