I pamper the little baby in 80

Fan Ze's fist stopped bleeding, his shoulders trembled slightly, he roughly wiped his face with his sleeve, and picked up the wooden board with nails: "Fuck! It's a big deal, let's waste those three days, I See if anyone else dares to hack me."

Yuan Hongjun was startled, quickly grabbed the young man's wrist, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't be impulsive, think before doing things, if you go by like this, isn't it just giving food to someone?"

Knowing the situation of Fan Ze's family, Yuan Hongjun couldn't help but say something.

Fan Ze stiffened his neck and curled his lips reluctantly, but he didn't refute.

Fan Ze was eighteen or nine years old. In his previous life, he had graduated from high school. In Yuan Hongjun's eyes, he was just a child.

It may be due to his upbringing, this kid is impulsive and ruthless, but he has no sense of security.

A little bad guidance may lead to a big mistake.

Yuan Hongjun sighed in resignation, reached out and patted the child on the shoulder, and said lightly, "Isn't it just 10 yuan? I'll lend it to you."

Fan Ze turned his head abruptly, Ruifeng's eyes widened, and his voice trembled slightly: "10 yuan, Brother Yuan, are you really willing to lend me 10 yuan?"

Yuan Hongjun nodded noncommittally, and then looked at the child with deep eyes: "In the past few days, I want to go to the villages and towns below to do some small business, and I need a trustworthy person on the way to carry my bag and watch things."

"I can do it, I have great strength." Fan Ze hurriedly got up, stretched out his arm to show the muscles on his arm: "Brother, take me with you, as long as you promise to lend me 10 yuan, let me I can do anything from a cow to a horse."

"You don't need to be a cow or a horse, and you can't ride." Yuan Hongjun joked, suddenly looked at the child with black eyes sharply, and said in a cold voice: "But remember, I can lend you money, and even if you do well, I will lend you money." I can lead you to make money, but don't betray me, otherwise..."

Yuan Hongjun didn't say the second half of the sentence, but it was full of warning.

This person has always been gentle and restrained in front of him, but suddenly he is so sharp, it really startled Fan Ze

However, he was an unyielding character, with his hands in his pockets and his neck stretched, he said: "Fart, my young master is the most loyal! I won't do that dirty thing."

"Don't swear!" Yuan Hongjun returned to his usual gentleness, reached out and patted the child's head, with a smile on his face: "Let's go, first go buy medicine for your grandpa."

"Yes, Brother Yuan." Fan Ze was not angry when he was knocked on the head, and when he heard that he could buy medicine for his grandfather, he grinned and opened his teeth.

Suddenly, Fan Ze's stomach growled.

Yuan Hongjun raised his eyebrows: "Have you eaten yet?"

Fan Ze scratched his head in embarrassment: "No."

"Let's go, please eat meat buns."

Yuan Hongjun patted the dust off his body, walked back to Ping'an Road, bought two meat buns for the child, and put them in his hands.

Guessing that he would have nothing to eat when he went back at night, he simply bought two more and put them in his arms, ready to go back and eat.

Deciding to help the child is because of the thin sympathy in his heart.

Fan Ze happily followed behind Yuan Hongjun, eating steamed stuffed buns.

Looking at his unfamiliar and tall back, I felt a little relieved.

Grandpa Fan was chronically ill. Yuan Hongjun followed Fan Ze to the hospital he often visited and prescribed some medicine, which cost 8 yuan.

This is the amount that the old man pays for his medicine every month.

For the current era when the average worker's salary is more than [-] yuan, it is really not small.

The two got out of the car and walked for a while to the end of Xinghua Lane.

"Brother Yuan, my house is ahead, come in and have a glass of water."

Fan Ze walked briskly, pointing to the end of the alley, with joy on his face.