Zhu Mu Lang Ma

When Fu Kun got up in the morning, Fu Yijie was not in bed as usual, and took classmate Diu Diu out for a run.

However, he ran for a long time today, and Fu Kun had eaten half of his breakfast before he opened the door and entered the house.Diudiu walked happily around the living room with his collar in his mouth, and seeing Fu Kun squatting on the chair with his legs shrunk, he tossed the collar complacently and found a cool place to lie down.

Fu Kun looked at Fu Yijie, Fu Yijie looked very calm, no different from usual, Fu Kun was a little uncertain about his attitude, he seemed to fall asleep without having a clear chat yesterday...

When the two went downstairs to school together, Fu Kun was still hesitating whether to set up a stall or make up lessons today.Usually he would enter the school gate with Fu Yijie, then go straight ahead, go out through the back gate through the campus, and then go back to the front gate to get the car and go to Sun Wei's house to pick up his goods.

When he parked in the carport today, he was a little unsure what to do.

Fu Yijie stood aside and watched him lock the car. After a while, he said, "I don't care if you set up a stall, but you can't mess around with the college entrance examination."

"Huh?" Fu Kun didn't understand what Fu Yijie meant for the time being.

"My idea is that you should coordinate this matter yourself." Fu Yijie frowned, "Brother, you'd better take the exam well. Pity."

Fu Kun looked at him, hesitated and nodded: "Yes."

"Setting up a stall, on weekends, at night." Fu Yijie turned around and said as he walked, "Actually, I also want to see how much money you can make by doing this, but you are still in school, so if you have the ability, you can catch both."

Fu Kun laughed: "Will you excite me?"

"Well, I'm so excited for you," Fu Yijie turned his head and smiled, "I also know that you don't have the heart to study, but whether you pass the exam or not is different from giving up and not passing the exam."

"Got it," Fu Kun threw his schoolbag over his shoulder and muttered in a low voice, "How old are you, you talk like my uncle..."

"good."

Even though he sat in the classroom and didn't listen well to the class, Fu Kun still didn't use the time to make up lessons during the day to set up a stall. He would go to the night market when there was no one to teach and review by himself at night and on weekends. .

Since he got a set of highlighters with a full range of colors, the business has improved a lot. For everyone who buys something, he can help them draw a small picture on their hands and faces without trouble. They are all little girls, and they all find it interesting.

So he tried to buy some blank round fans and folding fans and sell them side by side, drawing things on the fans, selling them as they are painted, they are all small patterns, the paintings are very fast, and the sales are also good, which is cheaper than selling small gadgets before. Earn more.

Cheng Qingqing was able to get very cheap t-shirts, and he planned to try to draw clothes after the college entrance examination...

However, this way of taking care of both ends persisted until the beginning of the school year, and Fu Kun began to feel a little strenuous.

There was quite a lot of homework after school started, and he could only finish writing after he got home. He couldn't even copy Chen Li's work the next day, but he still persisted with grief and indignation.

Apart from Fu Yijie's saying that failing to pass the exam is different from giving up and not passing the exam, the bigger reason is actually very simple, he promised Fu Yijie, and he will do what he promises.

Fu Yijie didn't ask him more about setting up a stall, and he never went to the night market to look for him again. Fu Yijie never stayed up late to study, and he would definitely pack his schoolbag at 11 o'clock every day, but now he stayed with him every day. Fighting to do homework, Fu Yijie read a book quietly beside him.

When Fu Kun looked up several times, he found Fu Yijie nodding at him like a tumbler holding a book, and sometimes he just fell asleep.

Fu Kun felt distressed, but Fu Yijie felt that it would be boring for him to do homework alone, so he insisted on accompanying him every day.

Every time he saw Fu Yijie fell asleep again, he would take out the money that was getting thicker and thicker in his schoolbag and count it, planning to buy something for Fu Yijie after the exam, but this kid grew up, except for For this birthday gift, he basically didn't ask for anything, and he didn't know if Fu Yijie had anything special he wanted.

When the weather was cold, the business slowed down a lot, and the fans could not be sold. He started to sell gloves, scarves and masks. In order to sell them differently from others, he thought about painting things on the masks and shoes.

He ordered some ordinary white masks. After drawing the pattern, the sales were very good. This time, not only girls, but also boys bought a lot of them. The price can be several times higher than ordinary masks.

When the Chinese New Year was approaching, Cheng Qingqing told him that everything else was suspended, and only selling window grilles for couplets and so on. Fu Kun did as he did, and he didn't know if he didn't sell them. He was surprised to find that the profits of these small pieces of paper were quite astonishing.

He bought two new clothes for Fu Yijie, and one for his parents. He didn't dare to buy more, and he didn't dare to tell the price truthfully. Ma found out that his income was abnormally large.

"How much did you earn?" Fu Yijie asked Fu Kun wearing a new coat. This was the first time he inquired about Fu Kun's business since last summer. For Fu Yijie, as long as Fu Kun can keep walking without retreating, he is already very good.

"Speaking out will scare you to death," Fu Kun happily snapped his fingers, "I'll let you see your brother's passbook after the exam."

"Still don't want to go to college?" Fu Yijie tried to ask.

Fu Kun was silent for a while, then fell back on the chair, and kicked the sandbag next to him: "For a while, I promised you that you will take the exam well, and you will definitely do well, but I really have no interest in going to college or something. , we are different, reading is fun for you, but it is suffering for me."

"Hey..." Fu Yijie sighed and kicked the sandbag sideways.

"I'm not interested in going to school or going to work." Fu Kun thought for a while, "Believe me, three years, give me three years, and all the expenses of your college will not be paid by your parents."

Fu Yijie kicked the sandbag again, smiled and said nothing. He didn't feel anything before, but only now did he realize that everything will go his way. Fu Kun is actually a person with ideas in his bones, and he decided it Things are really hard to change easily.

In the second semester of the third year of high school, Fu Kun's life didn't change much. The people in the class have gradually been divided into three categories. Chen Li is one of these types. One type is desperately reviewing and wishing to smash the books and stir-fry them into pieces, such as Gou Sheng, and the other type is the broken pot.

Fu Kun felt that he didn't count in these three categories, but he was in the fourth category. The college entrance examination was just to live up to the three years and the promise to deal with Yijie. It didn't matter to him whether he passed the exam or not.

Every afternoon after the school bell rang, there would be a group of people lying on the table motionless. Those who studied well were still reviewing. Those who did not study well were dragging their time. They would be forced to review when they returned home. It is better to study at school. Stay longer.

Fu Kun packed his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom. He stretched himself. In the afternoon, he did a set of math papers and felt a little dizzy.

He had to wait for Fu Yijie after school. This kid wouldn't stay in the classroom too much after school, but he was very slow to pack things.

Fu Kun pushed the bicycle out of the school gate, bought something to eat and sat on the back seat of the car to wait.

"Fu Kun." Someone called him from behind.

Fu Kun turned his head back, was stunned when he saw the person, hesitated for a while before saying: "Zhang Kexin?"

He hadn't seen Zhang Kexin for two or three years, and he almost didn't recognize Zhang Kexin when he turned around and saw Zhang Kexin in front of him.Zhang Kexin has changed a lot, she has matured a lot, her hair has been dyed brown, her face is thick with makeup, and her false eyelashes feel windy when she blinks. Very familiar, really hard to recognize.

"Long time no see." Zhang Kexin smiled, walked up to him, and looked him up close. "You're getting more and more handsome. I almost didn't dare to call you when I saw you."

"Why are you here?" Fu Kun quickly stood up from the car seat and took a step back, thinking about what Sun Wei had said about Zhang Kexin and Wang Zhiqiang being together, he turned his head and looked around again, "Where is Wang Zhiqiang? "

"Don't mention him!" Zhang Kexin frowned and patted him on the arm.

Fu Kun was suddenly a little nervous, he didn't want to have any intimate behavior with Zhang Kexin at the school gate, so he took another step back: "Are you okay?"

"You're still careful," Zhang Kexin leaned over again, "Why do you think I was so blind back then?"

Fu Kun suddenly felt that the hairs on his body wanted to stand up. He didn't know why Zhang Kexin suddenly appeared at the school gate, so he could only repeat again: "What's the matter with you?"

"Hey!" A mocking laugh suddenly came from the direction of the school gate behind him.

Fu Kun didn't look back, he knew it was Xu Jiamei from the voice, and felt uncomfortable for a while.

Zhang Kexin glanced over there, didn't make a sound, just smiled, Fu Kun suddenly felt that Zhang Kexin's smile was a little...indescribably, a bit helpless and embarrassing.

Although the two women have never had any feuds, they have been competing with each other since they were in elementary school, and every time they meet, they have to show off their power. Fu Kun feels that Zhang Kexin's attitude now seems to be a different person.

Xu Jiamei didn't say anything, just sneered, got on her bicycle and left.

"If you're okay, I'll be leaving." Fu Kun didn't want to talk to Zhang Kexin any more, so he pushed the cart and planned to go back to school to wait for Fu Yijie.

Zhang Kexin rushed over and grabbed the handlebar, his voice suddenly turned into tears without any warning: "Fu Kun, please help me."

Fu Kun was taken aback by her appearance: "What's wrong with you?"

"Do you have any money? Lend me some, I really have no one to borrow," Zhang Kexin said with tears in his eyes, "After thinking about it, you are the only one who can help me."

"Let's get straight to the point." Fu Kun glanced into the school gate, Fu Yijie hadn't come out yet, he didn't want Fu Yijie to see Zhang Kexin.

"I'm pregnant," Zhang Kexin wiped away tears carefully, then looked down at her hands, "I have to get rid of it, but I don't have the money..."

"Wang Zhiqiang's?" Fu Kun felt that this was quite miraculous. Although he had been messing around and didn't study hard, the management of No. [-] Middle School was very strict, and there was a limit to the number of students who could enter No. [-] Middle School, so he was very concerned about being with him. Pregnancy for older girls is somewhat difficult to accept.

"En." Zhang Kexin nodded.

"You're looking for him." Fu Kun didn't know what to say, "Why are you looking for me?"

"Divided!" Zhang Kexin burst into tears, "How could he still pay me to fight! I don't dare to go home now, I have been staying at a friend's house..."

"It's alright, alright, don't cry," Fu Kun felt that his head was getting bigger, and there were classmates passing by from time to time. He didn't want to be surrounded by people at the school gate, so he grabbed his schoolbag and took it out, "How much is it?"

"Three hundred is enough, do you have any?" Zhang Kexin took out a tissue and pressed it on his eyes, "I will pay you back, promise."

"There's no need to pay it back," Fu Kun put it in his schoolbag and set up a stall for the past few days to collect the unsaved money. Three hundred is not a decimal for students, but he can take it out here. He counted out the money and handed it to Zhang Kexin , "Let's go."

Zhang Kexin seemed a little surprised, took the money and opened his mouth to say something, but Fu Kun interrupted her.

"Okay, you don't have to pay back the money, and don't come to me again if you have anything to do, I can't help you," Fu Kun stepped into the car, "You are a girl after all, think about what you do in the future .”

Before Zhang Kexin could answer, he kicked the car and rushed into the school gate.

Fu Kun rushed all the way to the front of the junior high school building as if fleeing, just in time to see Fu Yijie coming down the stairs.

"You ran like a racing car in school and you didn't get caught by the duty officer." Fu Yijie ran over, took the food bag in his hand, pinched a piece of shortbread, put it in his mouth and took a bite, "Who are you hiding from?" Woolen cloth?"

"There are too many people hiding," Fu Kun gritted his teeth, "every day after school, all the beauties who guard me at the door of the classroom are all standing in a row. If you don't hide, how can you see your handsome brother so quickly?" .”

"You're so thick-skinned, you can plant a tree by digging a hole," Fu Yijie patted the car seat, "Let's go."

Fu Kun pushed the car and walked out of the school slowly with Fu Yijie. Zhang Kexin was no longer there, so he was relieved. He didn't care about money or not. He just pretended that there was no stall for two nights, as long as Fu Yijie didn't look at Zhang Kexin That's fine.

But when he brought Fu Yijie home, Fu Kun still couldn't help but despised Wang Zhiqiang in his heart. If Zhang Kexin was telling the truth, then this man really isn't a fucking man.

In the next few days, when Fu Kun passed the school gate, he was a little worried, always afraid that Zhang Kexin would appear again. When he gave the money, he felt that Zhang Kexin was miserable, but sympathy was a little bit of sympathy. He really didn't want to be with the already changed What's the relationship with Zhang Kexin like this.

Fortunately, Zhang Kexin didn't show up again, but when she ran into Xu Jiamei occasionally, Xu Jiamei would raise the corner of her mouth at him and show a mocking smile.

Fu Kun usually pretended not to see it, he felt that Xu Jiamei was always a little baffled, and couldn't figure out whether this woman hated him or liked him.

"You don't understand," Chen Li bit her milk straw, "a beauty like classmate Jiamei is beautiful, smart, good at studying, and has many suitors. If a beauty of this level hooks her finger at you, you should kneel down and sing , I said I only have eyes for you, you are the miracle of my life... But you didn't respond, it's no wonder people don't hate you."

"Can't sing." Fu Kun laughed aloud twice.

"No? I said I only have you in my eyes, you are the miracle in my life," Chen Li sang seriously, "I hope we can move the sky, we can move...you can't sing?"

Fu Kun continued to laugh: "I really can't, I can do it after you recomposed the music."

"Fu Kun!" Chen Li slapped the table and pointed at him, "You will hurt you, and sooner or later I will deal with you ruthlessly."

"Don't you have a crush on him?" Gou Sheng said while lying on the table while writing a question, "You don't care about cleaning up?"

"Do you know what secret love is? It's a technical job." Chen Li clicked her tongue and turned her head to read.

When school was over, Fu Kun waited outside the carport for a long time, but he didn't see Fu Yijie coming out, so he wandered to the third grade classroom and walked around. Fu Yijie was talking on the podium with his physics teacher.

"Fu Yijie," a girl saw Fu Kun, turned around and shouted at Fu Yijie, "Your brother."

Fu Yijie raised his head, Fu Kun gestured to ask him how long it would take, Fu Yijie made a 2.

Fu Kun nodded, turned around and went downstairs. In 10 minutes, he planned to go to a newly opened boutique shop opposite the school first. The shop opened up, and the business was very good. It was crowded with students every day. Fu Kun thought Go see what's in store.

He threw his bicycle under the tree in front of the school and prepared to cross the road.

When I was looking at the car left and right, a few people came from the sidewalk on the right.

Fu Kun glanced at it casually, then froze, and then subconsciously clenched his hands in his pockets, his palms were sweating suddenly.

Hold!He gritted his teeth, not knowing whether to cross the street or just stand there.

What's the matter?

"Kunzi, long time no see." Wang Zhiqiang slowly walked to him with a cigarette dangling from his shoulders.

The few people who followed him also casually stood beside Fu Kun, surrounding him.

"It's such a coincidence." Fu Kun smiled, and took a special look at Wang Zhi's nose, which was not crooked.

I haven't seen him for a few years. Wang Zhiqiang has successfully developed from a junior high school punk to a big punk. He is wearing a tight top and has silver chains as thick as thumbs around his neck and wrists. Fu Kun immediately has a feeling that Wang Zhiqiang is about to be sent On the execution vehicle, he was relying on other delusions.

"It's no coincidence," Wang Zhiqiang said without a smile on his face, the cigarette in his mouth bouncing up and down, "I've been waiting for you there for a long time, and I'm afraid you didn't come to class today."

"What's the matter?" Fu Kun didn't go around in circles anymore, and asked directly. After the question, he suddenly felt that the words he asked were a bit familiar. Not long ago, he asked Zhang Kexin with the same words.

"Fu Kun," Wang Zhiqiang spit the smoke out of his mouth onto the ground, and stomped on it with his foot, "I haven't mentioned the previous incident, it's enough to give you face, you are too fucking clueless..."

"Wait," Fu Kun frowned, "Speak clearly."

"Say your mother is so clear!" Wang Zhiqiang yelled under his voice, "Is it you who play with my woman? You fucking think I'm dead!"

"Your woman?" Fu Kun was taken aback, and immediately knew who Wang Zhiqiang was talking about.

"I know you two are having a good time. I never fucking troubled you about this, but now you're shamelessly playing on me?" Wang Zhiqiang pointed at Fu Kun's face, spitting stars, "My stomach is fucking Play big, how fun is it to play!"

Fu Kun wiped his face, feeling irritated for a while: "Brother, I don't know your habits, anyway, I never have the habit of picking up things that I don't want. If you have to drag someone to put a hat on yourself, you can find someone else. .”

"Fuck you bastard," Wang Zhiqiang spat on the ground, "If it's not yours, how can you throw it out to abort her? Let's settle things between the two of us today."

Fu Kun was on fire, and he could tell that Wang Zhiqiang was here to make trouble. As for Zhang Kexin's abortion, whether it was true or not, Wang Zhiqiang didn't care at all, he just needed a reason to make trouble.

"What do you want?" Fu Kun frowned, Fu Yijie was about to come out, he didn't have much time to chat with Wang Zhiqiang.

"One-on-one or ask someone to come, it's up to you." Wang Zhiqiang waited for his words, put his arms around him, and looked at him.

Fu Kun smiled, called someone?Where did he go to call someone for fights? He had never called anyone since he was a child. At most, he had Sun Wei with him. Wang Zhiqiang was sure that he would not be able to find someone.

"Where?" Fu Kun glanced at Wang Zhiqiang.

"The empty warehouse in the grain store is very close. I was thinking about it for you." Wang Zhiqiang turned around and left.

The few people he brought didn't move, they still surrounded Fu Kun, blocking the road behind him. Fu Kun threw his schoolbag on his back, glanced at the school gate, turned around and followed behind Wang Zhiqiang.