Show one's ugliness

In the previous paragraph, we talked about the decoration and unification of the facade, and the construction started today for two days.

Zhong Zhenghao planned to open normally, but Ji Cen decided to close the store for two days, and he just wanted to take advantage of these two days to return to Yuanfeng.

In the past, Ji Cen always sent rice money to Dougu.This time when he wanted to go back, he took the money with him.

His main task this time is to pick up Zhang Qingchen.

He made an agreement with Dou Gu that Zhang Qingchen, who just wanted to give up studying and work to make money early, would come to the city with him to experience the real working life.Let him know the hardships of entering society too early, and then better persuade him to return to school to continue his studies.

After returning to Wynn, Ji Cen slept for more than two hours and set off.

There was no news of Xiao Mingjun, Ji Cen was stubborn, but he was still thinking about it.

When the car drove to Yangnan, he made a detour around Xiao Mingjun's community.

Not to mention, it really made him see Xiao Mingjun.

Xiao Mingjun wore a pair of trousers that did not match his age.He was squatting in front of Liang Guangsheng's shop, surrounded by three or five old buddies, not knowing what to say.

It's really strange that I didn't go to the mahjong parlor at this point.

During the half a minute when the red light was on, Ji Cen kept looking in the direction of the welfare lottery station.

No money to play?

No, it’s not been half a month since I gave it.

What if I really ran out of money, and happened to catch up with him again and didn't ask for it, so how did I eat these days... shit, what is he worried about?

Ji Cen frowned and looked away.Even if Xiao Mingjun didn't have him, those old buddies wouldn't let him starve to death.

Let him deal with Xiao Mingjun first, let's dream.Whoever manages first, who is the grandson!

Ji Cen glanced at the signal light that was turning green, and slid the car away from the intersection steadily.

The right eyelid twitched badly along the way, Ji Cen stuck the corner of a paper towel with water, and forgot to take it off when he arrived at Yuanfeng.Dou Gu raised her hand to pinch it off for him, and even touched the back of his head.

It's the same as touching the dragon when I was a child.

Ji Cen didn't like others to touch his head the most, and this person was replaced by Dou Gu, who sat there obediently like a cat.

Ji Cen didn't eat anything before he set off, which means he had brunch when he entered the door.

He drank several bowls of porridge made by Gu Gu.

You can also drink this kind of porridge outside, but it is not as fragrant as Dou Gu's cooking.Coupled with the various small pickles made by Gu Gu herself, Ji Cen's forehead was sweating after eating.

He has a special liking for porridge and pickles, and he eats them all the time with Xiao Mingjun.The memory of taste buds has been formed, and even now big fish and meat may not have this combination to make him eat comfortably.

Xiao Mingjun is always thankful that he used porridge and pickles to raise Ji Cen to a height of more than 1.8 meters, not half a head shorter than other children.

Just as he was thinking of Xiao Mingjun, Dou Gu's husband mentioned Xiao Mingjun.

"Your uncle just left Yuanfeng yesterday afternoon."

Ji Cen: "He's back?"

Dougu put Ji Cen's favorite dishes in front of him and said, "When I went shopping at the grocery store, I met him playing cards at the door. He said he lost his household registration book and came back to make up for it."

Ji Cen blew on the porridge in the mouth of the bowl, thinking that Xiao Da's vernacular is really good at speaking vernacular.

"I haven't been to him for a few days, and I don't know about his return."

Dou Gu gossips and asks: "Long Long, your uncle and him are on good terms, is it too late?"

Speaking of this, Ji Cen smiled, and put a piece of pickle in his mouth: "It should be."

"That's a pity," Dou Gu continued, "it's been a long time, why haven't we got together."

Dougu in Yuanfeng didn't know the specific situation at all, and if she knew that Xiao Mingjun had a good friend, it was probably because Xiao Mingjun didn't have a clue when he came back.

"It's a pity," Ji Cen said while eating, "That woman has a son who was just released from a labor camp."

"Why didn't you inquire about it before?" Dou Gu's husband took the words, "You can't get together with a family like that."

Dougu said worriedly: "Ming Jun is not young anymore, it's time to find him. Before he had this match, I introduced him to several good source seals, but he didn't like them."

Don't look at Xiao Mingjun's lack of shape all day, but his vision is really high.None of the few objects he had been with over the years was unattractive.

In fact, Qiao Aiqing's own conditions are very good, and Ji Cen also assumed that if she really married Xiao Mingjun, Xiao Mingjun's little life would definitely be happy.

Although Qiao Aiqing is middle-aged and has a troubled son, she doesn't look old at all.Whether it's appearance, temperament or figure, clothing is the type that stands out among peers and makes people want to take a closer look.

When Xiao Mingjun first moved to the community where he lives now, he went to the barber shop at the entrance of the opposite community to have his hair cut.

When Ji Cen found out about this, the two were already inseparable.

Seeing Qiao Aiqing for the first time, Ji Cen had a big question mark in his mind: Why does this woman like Xiao Mingjun?

In fact, Ji Cen hadn't thought about it until now.

"I'm done." Zhang Qingchen, who had been eating sullenly, put down his bowl and chopsticks and said.

"That's it, it's hard to eat," Dou Gu said to Ji Cen, "Don't spoil him when you come to your side. If he doesn't eat on time, he will starve."

"It's okay," Ji Cen indicated with his eyes, "Leave it to me."

After putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Ji Cen took out the kraft paper bag from the backpack he brought and stuffed it to Aunt Dou.

"Part of the rice money came back, and I brought it to you by the way."

Dougu handed the bag to her husband, and said to Ji Cen: "Thanks to Longlong, we can always sell more money than others."

Ji Cen: "Why are you polite?"

Dou Gu's husband opened the bag, looked at it, and asked, "There are so many, did you keep your share?"

"I must have stayed, Uncle Zhang," Ji Cen said with a smile, "otherwise I'm afraid you will terminate our cooperation with me."

Dou Gu's husband nodded: "This year we will continue to work hard and strive to maintain a high yield."

"By the way, Dougu, can Yuanfeng still receive ready-made old rice? My friend wants to expand the scale. At that time, you can not only sell your own rice, but also increase another income by helping others sell rice. "

Aunt Dou's husband agreed: "You can ask, and if there is one, I will tell you the weight."

Ji Cen: "Okay. I think you can stop farming as your main source of income. It's too tiring. Try to set up a collection point first, and then you can make money by sitting at home. I feel relieved too much." .”

"It's still us Longlong, who has brains and hurts people." Dou Gu looked at Ji Cen lovingly.

Qiao Aiqing didn't rest well last night under the torment of drunk Xiao Mingjun, and she didn't want to go to the store today.Called her apprentice and asked to look after the shop.

Qi Heng went out to walk the dog and came back and didn't see Xiao Mingjun again, so he didn't say much about it.

He and the general also spent the morning catching up on sleep.

The girls didn't get up until after eleven o'clock.Qiao Aiqing didn't know what to order for lunch, so she asked Qi Heng to go downstairs to the supermarket at the gate of the community to buy eggs, and wanted to fry eggs and fried rice.

Qi Heng didn't know if he had enough money in his pocket, and was about to ask his mother for it, but Qiao Aiqing had already put the money on the coffee table in the living room.

There were at least 30 bills in that wad of money, Qi Heng couldn't help asking: "Why so much?"

Qiao Aiqing leaned out from the room: "After lunch, go to your godmother's shop to choose a mobile phone, I told her to give you the biggest discount."

Qi Heng picked up the money: "If you don't say it, she will."

Qiao Aiqing provided food and clothing after he was released from prison, which was embarrassing for Qi Heng.But he doesn't have any source of income now, so he has to reach out for it first.

Qiao Aiqing seemed to be able to feel his mood. Every time before he opened his mouth, Qiao Aiqing offered him money, and every time it was only a little more, and he never asked him where he spent the money.

From this point of view, Qi Heng's self-esteem has received enough consideration and protection.

Qi Heng, who couldn't help being in a good mood, saw the general wanting to go out pitifully, so he was led by him.

After choosing more than a dozen eggs in the supermarket downstairs, he also added a few loose peach cakes. Qiao Aiqing likes to eat this biscuit the most.

Because both are afraid of being hit, when Qi Heng opened the door of the unit, he ordered the general not to jump on him.But he didn't expect that a force came from inside the door and knocked him back a big step.

Qi Heng felt the bag of peach crisps in his arms being squeezed and wanted to scold someone, but seeing that it was his mother who came out of the door, he hurriedly called to stop the woman who didn't see him at all.

"What are you going to do!"

Qiao Aiqing kept turning her head and said: "Go back and get food yourself first, I'll go to the police station, your Uncle Xiao was detained, the police station called me, I have to..."

Qi Heng said loudly: "Why are you calling me!"

Qiao Aiqing had already trotted up, completely ignoring what Qi Heng said again.

It was Qi Heng's greatest tolerance to let Xiao Mingjun enter their house last night, and now he can let Qiao Aiqing go to the police station to lead the blame.

This Xiao Mingjun is indeed a piece of trash, he is so big, he can still be detained in the police station.Qi Heng took a few strides to catch up and grabbed Qiao Aiqing: "You are not allowed to go, just leave him alone."

The general was so angry that he also stood in front of Qiao Aiqing, blocking her way.

Qiao Aiqing stopped and looked at Qi Heng with a sad face: "How can I not go, your Uncle Xiao must be sent to the police station because of you."

Qi Heng was like listening to the heavenly scriptures: "For me?"

"The comrade at the police station said that the person who was beaten was a young man surnamed Zhao," Qiao Aiqing said anxiously, "It's all my fault. I complained to him casually in the morning about your being beaten. He appointed to find the old Zhao's family. The younger son was beaten..."

"Where is he obvious!" Qi Heng couldn't listen anymore, "I'm so fucking speechless!"

"Anyway, the police station called me and asked me to go there, so I had to go there first."

"Then you don't need to go, why didn't the police station call Ji Cen?" Qi Heng put his hand into his pocket before realizing that his phone was scrapped, so he asked, "Don't you have Ji Cen's phone number?"

Qiao Aiqing shook her head: "I haven't."

Qi Heng: "Bring your mobile phone."

This Xiao Mingjun is really enough, when he encounters an accident, he refuses to let the police contact his nephew, but wants to call his mother, Qi Heng can't bear it.

Qiao Aiqing was very surprised to see Qi Heng quickly press the key on the dial interface.

Qi Heng glanced at his mother when he put the phone to his ear, and answered casually, "His number is regular and easy to remember."

Zhang Qingchen was very excited about going to the city this time. Knowing that Brother Long came back to pick him up, he didn't sleep well for two days.He packed up his things early on.

Ji Cen went to the room and saw that there were three or four bags.He hurriedly said, "Why are there so many?"

"Actually, not many," Zhang Qingchen said, pointing to two of the bags, "It's just that the quilt and mattress take up space."

"You even have to bring the bedding?" Ji Cen said after flipping through the bag.

"My mother made it new for me, I have to bring it."

"The size doesn't necessarily match the place you want to live. It's still a burden if you don't need it." Ji Cen pushed the two bags aside and said, "I'll take you to buy the right one when we get there."

"That would cost a lot of money." Zhang Qingchen said distressedly.

"Brother will buy you what are you afraid of."

When Zhang Qingchen was engaged in an ideological struggle, Ji Cen's cell phone vibrated.

Ji Cen was always very polite to calls from strangers, and answered in a soft voice: "Hello?"

"I'm fucking good to you, uncle."

Tsk, it's Qi Heng.

Ji Cen's politeness immediately disappeared.Before he could calm down and return his words, the other party continued: "Hurry up and go to the Yangnan Police Station to collect your uncle."

This phone call Qi Heng hung up after only two sentences, the first sentence was scolding immediately, and the second sentence was full of gunpowder.

He couldn't take care of the suffocation and fire in Ji Cen's chest for the time being. What he couldn't figure out was why Xiao Mingjun entered the police station.

And Qi Heng, who should have died with a bang, unexpectedly refused to reveal anything to him.

Xiao Mingjun entered the police station, but the police didn't contact him, which showed that Xiao Mingjun didn't expect him to go there at all.Qi Heng can know this, [-]% is because Xiao Mingjun reported to the police that the family member's contact information is Qiao Aiqing's, and Qi Heng called him because he didn't want his mother to go.

Xiao Mingjun really severed ties with him.

The more Ji Cen thought about it, the angrier he became. He is not in Yangnan now, so where is he going?

Whoever loves his mother will go.