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124. Conflict

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

The tricycle master threw a raincoat poncho to Ling Er and said with a smile, "You can cover it, don't get wet."

"What about you?" Ling Er found out that the other party gave him the rain poncho, and he was directly wet in the rain.

"We're fine. My house is right next to you. You can go home and change your clothes later," the master said with a smile. "It's not convenient for you to pass by."

"Thank you," Ling Erhu put his bag in his arms, urging him, "Master, let's wait, I'm not in a hurry."

"I dare not be quick either." The master wiped the rain from his face and said with a smile, "The road to the bus station has not been repaired yet, and the wheels can't even come out if they fall in."

The rain had already spread to the steps on the roadside. The cars on the road ran over and a large area of ​​water splashed on Ling Er's rain poncho.

Tumored water drops flow down the poncho.

When he arrived at the bus station, Ling Er threw the ten dollars he had taken out in advance to the tricycle master and smiled, "Please trouble you, master."

"Hey, are you looking for money?" the master shouted at Ling Er's running figure.

"No need, thank you." Ling Er had already rushed under the eaves. When he saw the master coming over again, he remembered that he had not returned his rain poncho.

He hurriedly took it off and handed it to the other party and said, "Sorry, I forgot all this. Oh, I'm embarrassed, I'm sorry, I'll see if I've poured you."

The other party gave him the rain poncho, but he became a chicken that fell into a sorrow. He was very embarrassed.

"It's nothing to give you something worthless." The master took the poncho and put it on himself and said, "Don't hurry to leave, I'll ask you for money, one code will be reduced to one code."

"No need, I'm sorry to ask you. Let's go. See you again if you have time." Ling Er took out the towel from his bag, wiped his whole body, and entered the ticket hall.

"Brother, I'll pull you back." The tricycle driver shouted at him.

The ticket hall was crowded with people, and he could not have imagined that there would be so many people in such heavy rain.

However, when I thought about it, I felt relieved. Henan is a province with a large population and a province with a large labor export, so the population flow is naturally very large.

"Big brother, where are the tickets you want?" A black-faced middle-aged man in his forties walked up to him.

"Is there any in Yanling?" Ling Er finally found a touch of intimacy.

"Five dollars." said the middle-aged man.

"What time?" Ling Er asked.

"Three:30."

"Give it." Ling Er did not hesitate.

After looking at the watch, he was still an hour before the car left, so he simply went to the convenience store next to buy a pack of cigarettes. As soon as he lit it, he took a sip and stomped it out and returned to the convenience store with the remaining cigarettes.

"Boss, I got the wrong cigarette." He snapped and threw King Furong onto the wooden counter.

"Where was wrong?" the boss asked, tugging his teeth.

"Brother, they are all from the doorstep. I'll make it clear. Everyone is embarrassed." Ling Er said angrily, "Do you know how many years I've been smoking the Furong King?"

If he included his previous life, he had nearly thirty years of smoking, and the one he smoked the most was Furong King.

If you can't draw the true or false, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

"You mean I'm a fake cigarette?" the boss asked unhappily.

"You know the truth or the fault in your heart." Ling Er said.

"We all sent it from the tobacco company," the boss pointed to the tobacco certificate on the wall. "If you don't believe it, call the tobacco company and ask."

"Are you going to play tricks on me?" Ling Er knew that if the other party had no support, he would not be so fearless.

"Why, are you going to hit me?" The boss lifted his butt off the bench and stood up. His fat and strong body was two wide.

"See you back." Qianglong did not suppress the local snake, and Ling Er was unwilling to have a conflict with the other party in person. Moreover, his purpose of this trip was to find a wife and he was unwilling to be troublesome.

When I walked aside, I saw the tricycle master who had just pulled him over, waved to him.

"Little brother, I forgot to tell you, don't buy things at the train station or at the bus station entrance, nine out of ten." The master asked with concern, "Did you buy fake cigarettes?"

"I bought a fake Furong King, are you unlucky?" Ling Er said with a smile, "He turned to look for him, but he refused to admit it anymore. It's really annoying."

"Then I can only admit that I am unlucky." The master sighed.

Ling Er smiled and said, "I don't even admit my life, how could I admit my bad luck? I don't have time to pay attention to him now. I will turn around and wait until I have time, I will slowly make trouble with him."

"I have half a pack of cigarettes here. If you don't dislike it, you can take it first." The master took out a pack of golden leaves from his pocket.

"Thank you." Ling Er lit up one, put the remaining cigarette in his bag, and then smiled, "Aren't you going home to change your clothes? Why are you still here?"

"Anyway, I'm soaked, it doesn't matter. I just happened to see if there are any customers. Then I'll go home and change it." The master said with a smile.

"There is a noodle restaurant at the intersection where you just picked me up. Do you know?" Ling Er had a sudden inspiration.

"I know, Dahong Noodle Restaurant." The master nodded, "her dear brother is a big gangster in this way."

Ling Er handed over the ten yuan again and said with a smile, "Please tell her specifically, just say that, a young man from Gaocheng who just had dinner at you said, if you can get the yellow soup at the railway station, you can give him 10,000 yuan."

"Ten thousand yuan?" The master's eyes lit up and he laughed, "Or what if I'll give you a beat, give me it."

After pondering for a long time, he gestured out a finger, "Just one thousand dollars."

"Then it's right, I'll give you two thousand." Ling Er ordered the money on the spot, which scared the master. He quickly spread the rain poncho on his body to block Ling Er.

"What a beating?" The master was still a little confused when he took the money. He could not have imagined that Ling Er was so direct.

Ling Er smiled and said, "I'll ask for one thing. If something happens, just don't involve me."

"Don't worry, I, Wu Daliang, keep my word. Wait for me for a while and take a look at it." Wu Daliang took the money and walked into the ticket hall instead, whispered with the ticket seller who had just sold Ling Er tickets.

Wu Daliang came out with a ticket seller. When he passed by Ling Er, he pretended not to know Ling Er and said nothing.

Ling Er saw them say a few words to an old woman begging at the bus station, and then the old woman sat at the door of the convenience store with a wet torn cotton mattress.

The old woman affected the entry and exit of the convenience store. Ling Er didn't hear clearly what the convenience store owner said.

He then saw that two tricycle masters helped to come forward to plead, and then the boss of the convenience store scolded him even more unpleasantly and threw the old woman's quilt into the puddle in front of the door.

The dispute just started.

As the onlooker, Wu Daliang spoke up for justice and took a step forward, blocking the old woman.

The convenience store owner began to push and shov.

Wu Daliang and others finally had a conflict with the convenience store owner.

In the end, the people watching around also joined the battle, fighting against five against one, and if they still couldn't win, Ling Er would despise them.

The security guard in the bus station also ran out of the hall, lit a cigarette, and watched such a farce with a smile.

Whenever Ling Er heard the scream from the convenience store owner, he felt happy.

After the conflict broke out, Wu Daliang and others had already run away.

The boss of the convenience store had swollen eyes, and his face and clothes were covered with blood.

Bu Zhu
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