San Fu

Jiang Kuo looked back at Li Zirui.

Before he could say anything, Li Zirui waved his hand quickly: "Let's go."

Jiang Kuo helped Lu Ning open the passenger door, Lu Ning sat in, and he glanced at Li Zirui again: "Take a break at noon to play with you?"

"Hmm..." Li Zirui nodded and waved his hands again, "Let's go..."

Jiang Kuo got into the car, looked at Lu Ning and asked, "Where is Sister Ning going?"

"I'll go wherever you go, let's drive first," Lu Ning smiled, "It depends on you when you come in and out, you can't park here."

"I thought it was on the verge of stopping," Jiang Kuo started the car, stepped on the accelerator, the sound of the engine made the people around him look at him again, he sighed, and drove the car forward slowly, "Mrs. Yu I didn’t see clearly when I was older.”

"It rained in the middle of the night, right?" Lu Ning asked, "Why are you driving?"

"It's a long story," Jiang Kuo said.

"How long is it? Can you explain why you ran out to drive after turning off the lights?" Lu Ning asked with a smile.

"I went to the car and turned on the air conditioner for a while," Jiang Kuo said. "I wanted to sleep until dawn, but it rained in the middle of the night. It was so scary that I was afraid that the car would be blown up by lightning."

Lu Ning smiled and said nothing.

"Let's talk," Jiang Kuo parked the car in the parking lot and got out, "What's wrong?"

"Actually, it's not a big deal." Lu Ning took out a plastic bag from his pocket and put it on a stone bench next to the car, and sat down on it. "It's really a casual chat."

"Take the car." Jiang Kuo said.

"It's okay," Lu Ning said, "Feel the autumn, isn't it cool now? Do you still need an air conditioner?"

Jiang Kuo opened the car door and sat on the car seat: "It's definitely not necessary to continue like this."

"How are you getting along with your classmates these few days?" Lu Ning asked again.

"The students in the dormitory are pretty good, I don't know anyone outside the dormitory," Jiang Kuo thought about it and added, "Oh, I know Duan Feifan."

I don't know if Lu Haobo approached Lu Ning, Lu Ning would ask about his relationship with his classmates, after all he beat Lu Haobo twice, and Lu Haobo didn't find a chance to fight back both times.

"Jiang Kuo," Lu Ning said, "Why did you come to our school?"

"The notice has been received." Jiang Kuo said.

Lu Ning laughed: "Did the family definitely ask you to come?"

"No," Jiang Kuo also smiled, "I ran out without any luggage in order to report here."

"Really?" Lu Ning was a little surprised, "I thought you were forced by your family, after all you..."

Lu Ning's hand waved in the air several times before he found the next sentence: "I feel quite uncomfortable."

"I'm quite upset," Jiang Kuo said, "The dormitory conditions are not good. The electrical appliances are only desk lamps, ceiling lights, ceiling fans and my hair dryer. There is no room for anything in the closet. The seniors who check the dormitory have a bad attitude and force to pretend...Of course, there is also myself. I will pay attention to my own problems in the future."

"No, no, no," Lu Ning waved his hand, "Actually, no one has told me what's wrong with you so far, and I didn't ask you to pay attention to anything."

Jiang Kuo looked at her without speaking.

"No matter what it is for, you chose to come to the school, and you must come," Lu Ning said, "I don't think you plan to drop out now, do you?"

"Of course not." Jiang Kuo said.

"That's it. Since you have chosen, you can pay more attention to some things that cannot be changed temporarily..." Lu Ning raised a finger and pulled it to the side. The advantage of being comfortable is better than staring at dissatisfaction all the time, right? The roommates are pretty good, the food in the cafeteria is not bad, the school environment is also very good, and the instructors are also pretty good, right?"

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo laughed, "The director is really nice."

"When you were young, your life should be very... um... right," Lu Ning said, "but there will always be a day when you get out of the protection of your family, and some unhappiness is inevitable, although you don't have to adapt to it. , but we must learn to face it.”

"I will." Jiang Kuo nodded.

"By the way, let me tell you something more comfortable. You asked me the other day that washing machines can be bought," Lu Ning said. "Just discuss with the people in the dormitory and find a suitable place to put them."

"Okay," Jiang Kuo let out a sigh of relief, this is good news, "Where's the refrigerator?"

"Jiang Kuo!" Lu Ning shouted.

"Okay, let's face it." Jiang Kuo said.

"In addition, you mentioned the attitude of the students who checked the bed, so I'll talk to you." Lu Ning looked at him. Keep your emotions in check, too."

"Did Lu Haobo look for you?" Jiang Kuo glanced at Lu Ning, "Duan Feifan also said that he would not look for you..."

"He really didn't look for me," Lu Ning smiled, "But those things during bedtime investigation are not secrets, I will always know."

"Okay." Jiang Kuo sighed, "I see."

"Okay!" Lu Ning clapped his hands and stood up, "It's also my first time doing this job, and I'm not proficient. Anyway, as long as you understand what I mean, if you have any opinions on me, just say it, it's okay."

"En." Jiang Kuo thanked her very much. Regardless of whether these words helped him or not, Lu Ning's carefulness was also reassuring.

He was about to say a few more words of thanks when a battery car rushed into the parking lot.

"I know it's here," Duan Feifei parked in front of the two of them on a broken battery scooter who didn't know who, "Sister Ning, I'm asking for a leave of absence, I don't have time to tell the instructor."

"Well, what's the matter? Is there something urgent?" Lu Ning asked.

"There's a little trouble at home," Duan Feifei said, "I'll be right back after I finish."

"What's the trouble?" Lu Ning asked quickly, "Can you help me?"

"It's okay, no need." Duan Feifei said.

"Today is training, shooting targets," Lu Ning said, "I set off if I couldn't catch up with the team..."

"Then I just took a rest." Duan Feifei's car didn't stop, and kept driving towards the exit there, "If I can't catch up, I will take a full day off, sister Ning!"

"Okay." Lu Ning said.

"I want..." Jiang Kuo felt that they were both in a hurry, and it seemed uninteresting not to express it himself, "Do you want to use a car?"

Duan Feifei looked at him, seemed to have no reaction for a while, and said after two seconds: "No, it's very close, thank you."

It wasn't a big deal, but it was something he had to go back to.

I didn't watch the excitement in the dormitory building just now, so I planned to go to the cafeteria after washing up. Before halfway there, Duan Ling called, aggressively: "Come back! The old man wants to fight with us again! I think it hasn't been two years since it stopped If you can stop tossing, you can't finish him!"

Lao Zhangtou is the owner of the beef shop three doors away. He switched from a professional hooligan to the beef business in his early years, and became the market hegemon by relying on his absolute weapon advantage in the poultry meat section.

The old uncle and father fought countless battles with Lao Zhangtou when they were young. Although the two brothers switched careers from non-professional hooligans in the early years, they can be regarded as the biggest stumbling block in Lao Zhangtou's hegemony career. Market turmoil has been staged several times.

In the end, it took the market a year to rectify the chaotic atmosphere. All the weapons were chained to the desk, and the old man was detained several times. This finally became a legend in the past.

But the past is the past, personality is something that is difficult to change, and the conflicts between the two families have never stopped.

Contradictions are more or less a family tradition, and none of the juniors can deal with it.

When Duan Feifei arrived at the old uncle's shop after seven o'clock, the market management hadn't started work at this time, and the scene was already a bit chaotic.

There are not many people visiting the market at this time, and the conflict is at the back door of the store, the aisle for goods, so Duan Feifei saw at a glance that there was no outsider, and they were all familiar faces.

Old Zhangtou and his two sons and two small workers over there.

Here, the old uncle, Duan Ling, and the second aunt's two cousins ​​who are in high school are all called by Duan Ling to support the scene, plus Boss Song and Xiao Li, who deliver the meat, although these two are outsiders , but they must be counted as their people. The goods delivered today were deducted after all.

The number of people can suppress Lao Zhangtou, so there is no real fight yet.

"Usually I see you are an old man, let me give you a little bit, you still have energy," Duan Ling's voice was particularly loud, "Do you know a few words for being shameless?"

"Stop fucking nonsense! If you stay honest, no one will care about you, and you still dare to pass me if you want to buy goods!" Old Zhang was very angry, "I'll give you eight guts!"

"What do you mean?" Duan Feifei pulled the two cousins ​​away and walked behind Duan Ling.

Duan Ling turned his face and saw that the reinforcements had arrived, and immediately rushed forward: "I will pass by you today! You walk sideways, and this is also a public road! Did you pay an extra penny for the rent? For your eight Has the claw bought the VIP channel yet!"

"Stop talking nonsense with him," the old uncle roared, and also went forward, "Bring me the goods!"

When Duan Ling and the old uncle made a move, the old aunt immediately followed up and wanted to pull a little bit. The two cousins ​​looked fierce and couldn't suppress the excitement that they might be able to skip class this morning, so they were eager to try.

Duan Feifei took two quick steps and grabbed Duan Ling's arm, pulling her behind him.

Boss Song's car was right behind Lao Zhangtou, and they had already unloaded the goods from the car and put them aside. According to Lao Zhangtou's quack thinking, it probably meant that the cars of outsiders should not be confiscated, but the goods of the enemy should be confiscated. .

The old man and the others didn't intend to call the police. In today's situation, the police came and the goods can almost be brought over, but the conflict will last at least another ten and a half months. During this period, no one should think about it. no.

This kind of thing has to be dealt with without external force before it can stop.

The eldest son of Lao Zhangtou, Da Zhangtou, stopped him and stared at Duan Feifei from five steps away.

"Uncle Zhang, let me tell you," Duan Feifei didn't bother with Big Zhangtou, and looked directly at Old Zhangtou, "Boss Song doesn't know your rules, I promise he won't go here again in the future."

The old Zhangtou snorted with a sneer.

"But now I will go and take away my goods." Duan Feifei slowly walked in front of them, "I will do it to anyone who dares to stop me."

Big Zhangtou and Xiaozhangtou have fought against Duan Feifei more than once, from childhood to adulthood, when Duan Feifei was still a thorny head, the three parties fought countless times, and the big and small Zhangtou never won once.

Duan Feifei reckoned that they were unlikely to do anything now, after all, the administrators would be going to work soon, and for them, the market administrators were better than the police.

"Duan Feifei, don't speak harsh words to me!" Xiao Zhangtou stared, "How many years has your father been in here, and you still think you can talk here?"

Xiao Zhangtou was probably agitated. When he said this, even the old Zhangtou gave him a look. Fighting and fighting are fine, but some things can't be said casually.

Duan Feifei actually didn't care about what he said, he had heard too much.

But the old man didn't do it.

"What are you farting!" The old uncle rushed forward with a yell, and poked his finger in front of Xiao Zhangtou's eyes, "Dad doesn't teach you shit! If your mouth can speak, let your father clean it up for you!"

"What's the matter!" Old Zhang also yelled, "His father is sticking around here!"

Duan Feifei stopped the old uncle when he was about to smack Old Zhang's head, took off his shirt with a wave of his hand, and hit the ground hard on the old Zhang's nose.

To mix in the market, you have to follow the temperament of the market.

Fighting shirtless is a kind of temperament, which shows the aura of "I tell you to cut you down, but you will die if you can't cut it down".

People here, except for the old uncle's family, no one knows how he got the scar all over his body, they only know that he lived in the hospital for several months.

The front and back of this body are completely complete, and the fresh scars are a little bit of a bar, which has a stronger deterrent effect than a simple shirtless fight.

The atmosphere immediately froze.

Duan Feifei walked slowly past the bosses, big and small, walked to the back of the enemy team, picked up a box of meat, and put it back in Boss Song's car.

"You two go." Duan Ling gave orders to the two cousins.

The two excited attendants followed with their arms swung, and together they moved all the unloaded beef back into the car, and everyone was silent the whole time.

"Both of you get in the car." Duan Feifei said.

After the two children got into the car, he walked back to Old Zhang, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Thank you, Uncle."

Before the old man could speak again, he turned around, got into the car, and reversed the car to the other side of the aisle.

"This scar!" The little cousin reached out and patted him on the back, "It's so dazzling! How did you get it?"

"Why don't you go to your old uncle's to find a knife and I'll make a set for you?" Duan Feifei glanced at him.

The little cousin shrank back.

"Are you two sick?" Duan Feifei scolded, "What are you talking about here! Are you planning to go up and fight with someone!"

"Sister Ling called, if you don't come, you won't be righteous." said the eldest cousin.

"Duan Ling is the ancestor of both of you!" Duan Feifei looked at him, "Give her a memorial tablet! If she asks you to eat feces, you can add some sugar and get a bowl too! If you don't eat, you will not be righteous!"

"Brother," the little cousin was upset, "Then what do you think we should do? You scold us when we come, but she scolds us if we don't come!"

"I'll take care of her in a while." Duan Feifei drove the car back to the road and stopped outside the old uncle's side door, "Get out of the car!"

"Shall we go and persuade the old uncle together?" said the eldest cousin.

"You're thinking about shit," Duan Feifei said, "Go back to class!"

When the car drove back to the back of the old uncle's shop, the combatants on both sides had retreated, but the old Zhang Toufang was still standing at the back door and staring at this side.

Boss Song and Xiao Li started to unload the goods, and Duan Ling came over with the clothes that Duan Feifan threw on the ground: "I can't wear them anymore, it's all muddy soup..."

"Aren't you going to work today?" Duan Feifei interrupted her.

"Come on," Duan Ling glanced at him, took two steps back, and pointed at him, "Don't yell! Try yelling at me!"

"Can you stop fighting? Are you a fire stick?" Duan Feifei said, "You just stand there and quarrel with the old man until the administrator goes to work? The administrator comes over and walks around you." See if he still dares to withhold the goods?"

"The main reason is that I can't swallow this breath." The old uncle spoke for his daughter.

"Sooner or later, you have to die! Are you in such a hurry?" Duan Feifei said.

"Hey you boy!" the old man yelled and slapped him on the arm, "I'll fuck you!"

Duan Ling laughed out loud at the side: "Why do I stand there and scold the old man, you go over and say a few words, and the old man will be buried in anger before the administrator returns to work."

"You go to work," the old aunt gave Duan Ling a push, and took the clothes in her hand, "walk, walk, walk..."

"Please have breakfast," Duan Ling looked at Duan Feifan, "My car is just outside, and I will take you back to school in a while."

"Go on!" Duan Feifei said, "I won't go to school today, I'm asking for leave."

After Duan Ling left, Boss Song and Xiao Li finished unloading the goods, and stood in the back smoking and chatting with the old uncle.

Duan Feifei and the old aunt packed up everything in the store.

"Aren't you going to school?" the old aunt asked, "No more military training?"

"I'm going to practice today, and I'm probably going to leave by now," Duan Feifei said, "I'll stay here for a day. If his family is reluctant, who knows if they will come over."

"What his stupid son said," said the old aunt, "don't take it to heart."

"Don't worry," Duan Feifei said, "I didn't care a few years ago, and I don't care now."

Someone stopped in front of the stall at the door: "Miss Boss, help me weigh some beef for stew."

"Here we come," the old aunt got up and went over, "I'll pick a good one for you."

Duan Feifei stayed in the store for a day, and the old Zhang sat at the door to eat at noon.

In the afternoon, I played with Benben in the back aisle, took pictures of it, made a few shapes, and went to the stall outside the market to buy two pairs of the smallest children’s socks, and put them on all four of Benben’s claws. I took a few pictures.

This dog grows up day by day, and judging by the paws, it is estimated that it can grow into a big dog. The old lady has serious allergies, so I can't keep it in the store, so I can only let it stay in the aisle for a while, or find someone to adopt it quickly , I'm afraid it won't be too long, and it will have to be cleaned up by the management office.

Duan Feifei sent the photo to Duan Ling.

- about seven or eight months, male

-Okay, I’ll post it in my circle of friends, but it’s really hard to find an adoption for a native dog. If it’s not possible, find a foster place for it first

- just say it's a shiba inu

-?

When I returned to school at [-]:[-] in the afternoon, the military training troops had already returned, and the dormitory was full of excitement.

Probably because there was shooting training today, he could even hear someone in the opposite dormitory saying "biu~biu~biu~pia~"...

As soon as he opened the door of 107, Zhang Kaihui, who was facing the dormitory, came out: "It's a pity you didn't go today, it was a fun day."

"Shot?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Yes! Cool!" Zhang Kaihui crossed his arms and made an aiming posture, "It's just five bullets, too few to be enjoyable."

Duan Feifei smiled and entered the dormitory.

Zhang Kaihui followed: "Hey, are you familiar with Jiang Kuo?"

"Huh?" Duan Feifei looked at him.

"He is able to shoot nine rings and ten rings today, so he doesn't need to practice!" Zhang Kaihui was a little envious, "Li Zirui said that he usually plays flying saucers, is it true?"

"I don't know where to go," Duan Feifei said, "You ask him."

"Forget it," Zhang Kaihui shook his head, "I don't want to talk to him."

So how much do you think I want to talk to him?

Duan Feifei sat on the recliner, turned on the air conditioner, picked up his mobile phone, and watched Ding Zhe and the others discuss where to go on vacation in the group.

Regarding this National Day holiday, it has been discussed since the summer vacation, and it has not been confirmed until now. Every time it starts, it is all kinds of unrealistic imaginations. Duan Feifei can guarantee that they may end up going to the nearby reservoir to find a farmhouse for fishing. .

Yes, if the road conditions permit, you have to call Shang Jiang Kuo, no, call Shang Jiang Kuo's car.

The dormitory door was knocked twice.

It was crisp and neat, neither high nor low, and it was not accompanied by any shouts of "Duan Feifan!"

That is Jiang Kuo.

"Come in." He put down the phone.

Jiang Kuo pushed open the door and poked his head in. He had already changed into his military training uniform: "Are you back?"

"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "Aren't you coming in? Are you afraid of the cold?"

Jiang Kuo entered the room: "Have you eaten yet?"

After hearing this, Duan Feifei couldn't help but picked up his phone and checked the time to make sure it wasn't five o'clock yet.

"Is there a fan?" Jiang Kuo asked again.

"The canteen." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo sat on the chair: "Aren't you tired of eating?"

"It's only been a few days since I ate it," Duan Feifan said, "It's not as much as the Malatang I've been eating since I started school."

Jiang Kuo didn't speak.

"Say it straight, what's the matter?" Duan Feifei thought for a while, "Another treat?"

"Well," Jiang Kuo sighed, "you can eat in the cafeteria tomorrow, and eat again tonight."

"No," Duan Feifei sat up straight, leaning towards him with his elbows propped on his knees, "It's definitely okay to eat. Who doesn't like to eat if the relatives don't recognize it? The key point is, can you explain it to me? Have you bought a box annual pass?"

"My sister," Jiang Kuo frowned, "I'm going to come to play in these two days, but I haven't confirmed the time, so I booked for three days. There is a set meal in the box, and someone must go to eat."

Duan Feifei was stunned for a long time to think about this logic.

"Does your sister not have a cell phone?" He asked, "Or will the cell phone get a signal and notify you when it is here?"

"When she arrives, she can tell me that it's considered brother and sister." Jiang Kuo leaned back in his chair, "Don't ask so many questions, just say whether you want to eat or not."

"Go." Duan Feifei turned the phone, "Do you want to call someone?"

"Call, Ding Zhe, Dong Kun, and the two who had breakfast together that day," Jiang Kuo said, "Da Pao rented a house today and needs someone to clean it up, so I won't go."

"Okay, what time is the departure?" Duan Feifei lowered his head and sent a message in the group.

"05:30." Jiang Kuo said, "It's just right there."

Duan Yingjun: Gather in the dormitory building at 05:30 for dinner.

Ding Weiwu:?

Sun Zhuanghan: Line up to the cafeteria?

Dong Xiaosa: Hot Pot Bar

Liu Xiuchang: Is handsome a treat?

Duan Yingjun: No relatives

Liu Xiuchang: What the fuck did I ask you to treat me to?

Duan Feifei didn't speak any more, Ding Zhe and Dong Kun would introduce them.

"I called them." He glanced at Jiang Kuo.

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo didn't intend to leave, and sat on the chair without moving.

He didn't make a sound, just lowered his head and continued to look at the people in the group talking.

"I'll stay here," Jiang Kuo said, "I won't go back to the dormitory."

"Is the dormitory still hot?" Duan Feifei originally wanted to turn off the air conditioner, but it felt a little cold.

"Li Zirui is crying." Jiang Kuo got up and sat on another recliner, "He... just called his grandma... crying while calling..."

Duan Feifei looked down at the phone, suddenly felt something wrong with Jiang Kuo's voice, and looked up.

"Tang Li made him make a fuss, and he started crying too." Jiang Kuo rubbed his eyes.

"You guys have a good relationship in the dormitory," Duan Feifei said, "Are you still crying with me?"

Jiang Kuo covered his eyes with his hands and was silent for a while, then laughed.

"Are you homesick too?" Duan Feifei asked, "This thing is contagious."

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo sniffed.