6 Brother and Xiaohong

Because of his enemies, Zheng Zhe didn't dare to eat in restaurants.

In case the food was not served just after sitting down, the kitchen knife was served first, Zheng Zhe would not be able to run around in such a small place in the restaurant, and turned around to cut the food in a corner surrounded by people, so Zheng Zhe would not be very reliable if he wanted to go out to eat. It happened that there was no food at home, so Zheng Zhe took Gu Ming directly to the vegetable market.

In the vegetable market, Zheng Zhe asked Gu Ming to buy a piece of cabbage, remembered that it was New Year's Day and asked him to buy a small piece of pork, and he still didn't forget to ask him to bargain.

Gu Ming has seen people who invite them to dinner, but he has never seen people who have to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables first, but he didn't say anything. He didn't forget to bargain for what he should buy after receiving the money.

The padded jacket he was wearing was indeed stolen from the truck driver, and I don’t know whether the old guy bought it for his wife or his daughter, and the peach red satin was cut at the waist, which made Gu Ming talk to a little girl after wearing it. The same, plus his face is pale, and there is a layer of green and red staggered marks on his little face just after a fight with someone, and there is still some blood under his nose. The long-hearted old men are very sympathetic when they are beaten up like this, and they are not ambiguous when they hear him bargaining with themselves in a soft voice. .

Because it is a county-level city, there are not many buildings in the urban area, and they are mainly bungalows. At noon, every family started to cook and cook. Two people turned out from the end of the smoky alley, one tall and one short, wearing black leather jackets. Holding pork and red padded jackets holding cabbage, the two of them walked through many streets in a murderous spirit, panting with exhaustion, a thin layer of sweat appeared on the tip of their noses, each of them had a red face from freezing, Zheng Zhe looked at the side His little head was steaming hot, and he hurriedly took off the hat and put it on Gu Ming's head, not forgetting to tell him that he borrowed it for fear that he might catch a cold, not gave it to him.

When Zheng Zhe talked to Gu Ming, Gu Ming always ignored the answers, and felt very preoccupied. He didn't know what he was thinking. It took Zheng Zhe a lot of effort to find out that he was from Shandong, and he fought with people in his hometown. Unable to stay any longer, he simply took the cart carrying fruit and went to the field. As for stealing things, that's not a thing at all.

Zheng Zhe didn't quite believe what he said, but in a blink of an eye, he thought about letting him go after dinner anyway, it doesn't matter if it's true or not.

The place where Zheng Zhe lives is Grandma Aijin's house, which is next door to Aijin's house. The old lady has passed away for a while. Although the living environment is not very good, Zheng Zhe is already satisfied with having a place to stay.

The two of them started to light a fire and cook when they got home, because Zheng Zhe basically didn't touch the sun with his hands at home before, so doing housework was still a bit raw, tinkering in front of the stove for a long time, making a room full of smoky eyes. Tears, fortunately Gu Ming came up to help later, this kid was obviously an old hand here, he first pushed the door open, then took out the extra firewood, and re-ignited the stove.

Zheng Zhe was washing his hands next to him, and he glanced at him casually, thinking that this kid is nothing else, he looks quite fresh, rosy, and his eyes are moist with a little moisture.

Gu Ming graciously helped Zheng Zhe, because he lacked a place to live. Seeing that Zheng Zhe was like a stunned young man, living alone with no father or mother, Gu Ming really wanted to stay here to avoid the limelight. .

When the rice was just served on the table, there was a thud outside, Gu Ming paused with his chopsticks hand, and saw Zheng Zhe put down his rice bowl and went out.

Ai Jin didn't find Zheng Zhe, but he found Zhang Luer. This buddy didn't buy any cigarettes, so he had people block up the canteen and beat him up. It was very close to his home, and Aijin's first reaction was to go home and get something for use.

Due to the severe crackdown in the past two years, many knives have been confiscated. Ai Jin didn't even have a military thorn, and he couldn't use his own kitchen knife to fight, so he copied a shovel, and when he went out, he saw Zheng Zhe's chimney green The smoke curled up, and he jumped directly onto the wall, and when he jumped down and got a firm foothold, Zheng Zhe also came out of the house.

Zheng Zhe saw a coal shovel in his hand: "To shovel coal?"

Ai Jin looked at the chopsticks in his hand: "Oh, my dear brother, don't eat, hurry up, the donkey was beaten by two people around the street, I think it seems to be Wang Dachui."

Wang Dachui is a relatively well-known old gangster in this city. In 83, he was imprisoned for breaking a sack of corn in a fellow villager's field in the dark. He's almost forty, and he's been around for another two years. There's a bunch of little brothers under his command, and now the generation outside the North Gate is domineering, doing all sorts of evil.

As for the relationship with Zheng Zhe and these children, it was nothing more than a clichéd story of one of his little pony being pried away by Xiao Liang, and then the two turned against each other and became enemies forever. People are beaten once when they see each other, and every time they see some blood and some injuries. A while ago, Zheng Zhegang lost his job because of this incident.

"Several people?"

"Only two, I can see clearly," Ai Jin said angrily, "Hurry up, hurry up, that donkey is going to be beaten into a fucking mule."

Zheng Zhe felt bored, but he had to go. As a result, his foot was turned back by Ai Jin's elbow before he even crossed the threshold.

"Are you fighting with chopsticks?"

Zheng Zhe suddenly remembered that there was a big living person at the dinner table, so he hurried back.

Pushing the door open and entering the room, Zheng Zhe was about to open his mouth to push people away, but his heart softened when he saw the boy at the dining table eating like a piggy with puffy cheeks.

The person who was eating had a sense, and the two looked at each other for a moment, Zheng Zhe put his chopsticks on the table with his heart: "You eat by yourself, I have something to go out, and I will be back later."

Gu Ming secretly heaved a sigh of relief, saw Zheng Zhe left, and hurriedly shook off his cheeks and started chewing again.

Zheng Zhe was really worried, and locked the door before leaving.

When they ran over, Zhang Lu'er was pouted with his head on the ground, the duck down jacket on his body was scratched in all directions, and the two men behind him looked like they were about to kick him into the cracks in the ground.

The two groups quickly twisted into a ball, and because Ai Jin and Zheng Zhe came prepared and brought a guy with them, they beat the assailant so hard that he couldn't get up, and Zheng Zhe bent over to help Zhang Donkey on the ground , As a result, as soon as he leaned back, he raised his eyes and saw five or six people rushing out of the canteen next to him.

The person in the front shook his head and took out a knife, Wang Dachuu smiled crookedly: "Oh, fuck, only two here? How about one more?"

Zheng Zhe was the closest to him, without saying a word, he stepped up and kicked him on the heart, kicking him on all fours.

Donkey Zhang on the ground pretended to be seriously injured, but when he saw so many people coming out from there, they sprang up like rabbits, even Ai Jin couldn't run him, and he even went into the fruit street, setting up stalls while running , and soon ran away without a trace.

Zheng Zhe also ran away after kicking down Wang Dachui. He has lived for 17 years, and he has fought with people for eight years instead of ten years. Wasted 1 minute of scolding, he usually doesn't like to fight when there are too many people, he always tries to run out, and he never runs with his accomplices. Depends on the situation and weigh the solution.

So at this time, Zheng Zhe turned his head while running, seeing that only two people were following behind, and the rest of the people split up to chase Zhang Lver and Ai Jin, making sure that there would be no more reinforcements, so he slowed down a little.

The kid who was close to him saw that he was exhausted, so he rushed forward with all his strength, but the result was a little too hard, and he couldn't even stop Zheng Zhe from turning around. After just one bite, the cold tip of the knife cut through the flesh and squeezed in.

Zheng Zhe didn't dare to kill anyone, so he held the back of the saber ten centimeters in his palm and stabbed it in. With the thick winter clothes, at best he could pierce his head and bleed a little. The kid was terrified, squatted down clutching his belly with an ow, and immediately curled into a ball on the snow.

When Zheng Zhe put away the knife, the second person kicked the knife in his hand. The man seemed startled when he saw the blood, but it was too late to run away. The two rolled into a ball in the snow. Zheng Zhe is very talented in being beaten. No matter how hard the man's fist hits, he will not feel dizzy or dazzled. He just pinches the knife on his stomach with all his heart. His hand was covered with blood and he didn't let go, he just seized the opportunity to frustrate hard, and he just broke the blade from the wooden handle.

The knife was broken, and the kid was completely discouraged. Zheng Zhe pressed him on the ground and beat him for a while, and a shot of acid water gushed out from his throat with a puff, and poured it yellow on the snow, like urine. Like.

After fighting the people on the ground, Zheng Zhe got up and started looking for his knife.

His palm was cut open, and the flesh turned out, not too deep, but there was also a lot of blood, the dark red liquid began to solidify, and a layer of blood was frozen on it with the slush.

Zheng Zhe didn't dare to stay for a long time, found the knife and started to run away, in a hurry, his hand hurt badly, and Zheng Zhe didn't dare to go to the nearby hospital for fear that Wang Dachui's people would come to mend the knife.

He didn't even eat lunch, and it's not easy to hold on to his stomach without food. Now that he's injured, if he meets someone again, he's really a pig on the chopping board, and he can only let others Butchered.

After confirming that there was no danger, Zheng Zhe found a small clinic and bandaged it. He didn't even get an anti-inflammatory injection, so he took the medicine and left. It was dark when he got home.

Zheng Zhe was not in a hurry to go back to his home, but saw that there was no one around, stood in the snow and knocked on the door of Ai Jin's house for a long time.

Not long after, Ai Jin's mother came out, her face stretched longer than a donkey's. Zheng Zhe turned his back and asked Ai Jin politely if he had gone back. After learning that Ai Jin was at home, he only suffered some skin trauma, Zheng Zhe politely After saying goodbye to Ai Jin's mother, he walked to the entrance of his house by stepping on the snow creakingly.

After unlocking and entering the house, Zheng Zhe stood in the darkness and walked into the house softly.

Although there is nothing valuable to steal in this house, after all, no matter how broken it is, it is someone else's property. If you borrow it to live in, even if there is a missing pot cover, you will have to pay for it yourself.

Fortunately, there are only two compartments in the house, one is the kitchen, and the other is the living room with a bed. Zheng Zhe pulled the light cord on the wall and looked at the people curled up in the flowered quilt, feeling relieved, but also a little speechless.

This kid really can't treat himself as an outsider.

Zheng Zhe didn't tell Gu Ming to get up and leave.

Zheng Zhe was not that cruel, and the most important thing was that he didn't care about it. He was tired and hungry now. He searched around the house for food, and when he opened the pot, he found that there was still food left in it. Although it wasn't hot, it wasn't too hot. It was cold, so I was very happy to stand by the rice pot and eat the soup and vegetables. After eating, I put the rice bowl away, washed my face twice in cold water with one hand, took off my coat with effort, and went to bed.

There was only one quilt on the bed, Zheng Zhe lifted the quilt and saw that the white back was quite awkward, but after thinking that no matter how white she was, she was not a big girl, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about, so she turned on the light and got in.

For the first time under the blanket, it was very warm, and Zheng Zhe could feel the hot flesh of the person next to him through a layer of clothes.

Gu Ming lay sideways on the bed, with his eyes open, his gaze was gloomy.

There was moonlight seeping in from the window, falling on his dark pupils, which could vaguely illuminate a layer of water color.

After a long time, someone in the room let out a sob, Zheng Zhe closed his eyes, and his voice was not sleepy: "Aren't you asleep?"

Half of Gu Ming's face was wet: "En."

The palm of Zheng Zhe's right hand was extremely painful. Maybe he ran and jumped before and didn't have time to think about it. When he went to bed at night, the pain was magnified several times, as if he was holding a hot iron.

Zheng Zhe's brow was covered with sweat: "Why do you cry as soon as I come back?"

"I have been crying for a long time, and I have been holding back for a long time."

"why are you crying?"

Gu Ming has been fleeing for his life in fear these days, and now he can finally breathe a sigh of relief, thinking about his parents, the tears that have accumulated for several days rolled out: "I am unlucky, I am homeless."

After Zheng Zhe heard this, he turned over with great effort.

A bandage-wrapped hand rested on Gu Ming's shoulder, moved it twice, and patted him: "You are homeless, you should press it inward, yes, your buttocks inward, look at you squeezing me Yes, I have a family and have no bed to sleep in. I am more unlucky than you."