Wei Qian went home at five o'clock in the morning and bought breakfast for his family.

His hair was wet with dew, and his face looked like a murderer who planned to massacre the city.

When Old Lady Song woke up in a foreign land, she saw such a classic demonic face. She almost got frightened to have a heart attack and did not dare to show off her anger.

Wei Qian bought soy milk fried dough sticks - of course, it was made by other families. He thought a lot in his mind, but he had no idea.

Wei Qian thought irritably, if Ma Zi was proved to have gone anywhere in the end, he would accompany his mother in the hospital. He would definitely beat the bitch up and beat the bastard into a pack of pork head meat, cooked.

But he probably won't have this opportunity.

Sanpang failed to find Mazi in the hospital. The two of them tried every possible way, but they couldn't find Mazi. It was not until a few days later that a vague and ambiguous news came out - it is said that Mazi was dead.

However, no one can tell how he died and why he died. There are too many people and too many people crawl around. Everyone is just messing around, and no one can tell.

It seems that some people are very secretive about this matter, and all insiders have been banned.

None of the rumors is useful. The anxiety of not seeing people but not seeing corpses is like putting people on fire. But in Wei Qian and Sanpang's hearts, they always felt that Mazi could not die silently. They were still looking for it, but they did not mention Brother Le, especially Wei Qian, who had a deep grudge and alertness towards Brother Le.

Mazi's mother asked Mazi more than once. Wei Qian and Sanpang had to adapt to various lies. Sometimes they didn't have a unified voice. Whoever said that they had to go back with all their thoughts.

Wei Qian is also a human being, and his energy is really limited, so he inevitably ignores his home.

For Mrs. Song, this was a god-given opportunity. Mrs. Song began to set fire in the backyard of Wei Qian's house. She approached Xiaobao in different ways every day - it was easy. For children, adult female elders had irreplaceable emotional connections in their growth. This kind of emotion can be found in mothers, grandmothers or grandmothers, but no matter how close the father and brother are, they cannot replace it.

What's more, although Wei Qian loves Xiaobao, it is not the kind of pampering thing that ordinary people do. He cares about it in his heart and rarely talks about it. Sometimes he gets impatient and becomes angry, and he will even say a few words to the little girl. In Song Xiaobao's short life, he has never been exposed to the meticulous love and comfort of elder women. It is a matter of time to turn against him.

Is it a sweet talk, a variety of delicious grandma every day, or a brother who can’t even eat different things every day, or a brother who can’t even eat the difference between a creditor’s face every day?

Since Mrs. Song came, the lives of the two children have almost been comfortable and of quality.

Of course, despite this, Old Mrs. Song still couldn't buy Wei Zhiyuan.

Wei Zhiyuan is like an unfamiliar little ungrateful wolf. He can't help but show hostility to Old Lady Song, the "outsider" who suddenly broke into their family, even though he wants to be more sensible.

Old Mrs. Song originally wanted to accept him as an ally, but she didn't expect that this man was very "hard" at such a young age. No matter how he liked him, his butt was always firmly sitting on the same bench with his stinky hooligan brother.

Over time, Old Lady Song couldn't help but give up this front. She realized that this little guy was less talkative and more thoughtful. Those born in the year of the dog would leave after eating.

Old Mrs. Song then began to specialize in Song Xiaobao.

She would often joke and ask Xiaobao in a tone of teasing her children: "Who do you like the most? Is grandma better or brother better?"

This is used to test the progress of her peaceful evolution plan.

Unlike the silly Song Xiaobao, when she asked this for the first time, Wei Zhiyuan realized the old woman's sinister intentions. He immediately took non-violent and uncooperative measures - no longer having dinner with the grandparents and grandchildren, and would rather be hungry until midnight, wait for the elder brother to come back and eat some leftovers together.

At the beginning, Song Xiaobao would imitate him and wait with him, but within two days, this little traitor with a weak position surrendered in the tempting food.

Wei Zhiyuan had long expected that one day, she would be lazy and lazy for a long time. In this regard, the enemy was too strong and he was no match.

Moreover, deep in Wei Zhiyuan's heart, he was not too unhappy about Song Xiaobao's rebellion, but instead felt a vaguely happy.

Wei Zhiyuan knew that he shouldn't think so, but he just couldn't help it.

"Without Song Xiaobao, he will be the only one in the future." This idea tempted him all the time, like a seed that took root and sprouted in his heart. Even if it was burned with fire, it would not be burned. When the spring breeze blew, it sprouted again.

At first, Song Xiaobao laughed at Old Mrs. Song's childish question without saying anything, or just talking about him, Old Mrs. Song knew that her answer was actually "I like my brother". Gradually, she began to let go and answered "I like them all". Old Mrs. Song was quite proud and thought she was only one step away. Finally one day, Song Xiaobao's answer became "Whoever treats me the best"

Old Mrs. Song knew that it was time.

Half a year passed, and winter came into the lotus pond, shallow ice was born. Wei Qian and the others were finally sure that Mazi was dead. This time, it was official news released by the local police that they had recently cracked down on a drug trafficking case and arrested three suspects on the spot. During the arrest, the suspects resisted stubbornly and one of them was shot dead.

The person who was shot dead was Mazi.

Before that fierce Mid-Autumn Night, someone gave Mazi a lot of money, a pistol, a cell phone and a kilogram of heroin.

At that time, Mazi felt something vaguely. His mind was not very good, but it did not mean that he was so stupid that he couldn't find Bei. He and his brothers were not considered as gangsters or taking the right path. They were just fish and shrimps that were surviving in the cracks. It was difficult for fish and shrimps to survive. Therefore, they all knew that the tides and the trade winds were coming. In this black and black circle, the easier it was for the people at the bottom to get money, the more dangerous it was.

But those people found out his family's background and knew that he could not refuse anyway.

Mazi didn't want to drag down his third brother and Qian'er. It was not easy for them to either of them. They saved money from their teeth. They gave it to him and his mother. They often couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.

Maybe if he can be shameless, he will not go to a dead end.

On the Mid-Autumn Night, after eating the most expensive mooncakes he had ever eaten in his life in the hospital, he turned around and divided the money into three portions, giving two portions to Wei Qian and Sanpang. One portion was packed and buried under the locust tree at the entrance of the small bungalow where he lived, and counted the money for his mother to spend the rest of his life.

Then he took the gun and drugs in a daze, followed the instructions on the phone...

Before closing his eyes, he didn't know who he was a scapegoat for, nor did he know where he died.

He was born humble and died in a confused manner.

That day, Wei Qian got drunk in a stinky tavern - even as a thug, he worked diligently, and this was his first time skipping work.

Although Mazi died in a confused state, Wei Qian felt as clear as a mirror in his heart.

Nightclubs are Le Ge's property. The man's desire to control is almost neurotic. Without his interference, Wei Qian didn't believe that anyone could sell drugs on his territory. This incident was so big that the news from the central government to the local government was so tight that it occupied the headlines of major newspapers. Le Ge... Le Xiaofeng... But Le Xiaofeng was still alone and stood still. Was he flawless, or was someone on the road to the underworld for him?

When he was young, the person who was offered to his heart like a shrine was smashed down with a bang, killing his silly brother's life.

Wei Qian didn't want to go home either. Facing those young and old people, he felt a huge grievance and had to hold it in his heart, which made him almost reach his limit.

When Sanpang found him, he had already soaked it into a wine lees.

"Third Brother..." The boy's eyes were almost inconsistent with the focus. He looked at the yellow and black corners of the small restaurant in a blank space, his voice so weak that it seemed to be blocked by something.

Sanpang snatched his bottle of wine: "It doesn't count if there is no one, but you have to drink one to death, right?"

Wei Qian fell softly on the table while being surrounded by him. He lay on the table, his head turned to the side, and said softly: "Third Brother, what should I do if you say he stutters and goes down there, and I can't even understand his grievance?"

As he said that, tears silently remained along the corner of his inner eyes, flowing through the straight bridge of his nose, and slid into his mouth.

Wei Qian lay on the table like mud, raising his elbows, blocking his face.

Then he swallowed his tears and laughed.

I have this life, be a brother, but not the next life, and I miss you again.

It was Laba that day. It snowed. The whole street was filled with mud and ice after the snow melted.

Wei Qian opened the door and entered the house in a drunken state. In the room, Wei Zhiyuan was doing homework on the small table in the corner. Old Mrs. Song was teaching Xiaobao to make Laba garlic. The old and the young were talking and laughing, but the moment he entered the door, he was silent miraculously.

Wei Qian was not a sensitive person at first, but the atmosphere changed too clearly. For a moment, he felt like he was a criminal who broke into someone else's house. There was an indescribable feeling that was rushing up with the smell of alcohol, making him feel disgusted.

Fortunately, Wei Zhiyuan raised his head at this time and called him as usual: "Brother."

Wei Qian's face must be extremely ugly. Wei Zhiyuan glanced at him, immediately jumped out of the chair, and ran to him: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Wei Qian waved his hand without saying a word, turned around and walked into the toilet, vomiting heartbrokenly.

He felt that his sudden ups and downs came inexplicably, and he also wanted to force himself to convince himself that the indescribable embarrassment when he pushed the door in was a big deal.

He was already overwhelmed. Wei Qian was unwilling to find trouble for nothing. He tried desperately to comfort himself and said that he was thinking too much, but it didn't work. He felt uncomfortable.

Wei Zhiyuan immediately poured him over the water, hugged his waist like a little adult, patted his back, and Wei Qian almost vomited the sour water, then he barely straightened his waist, took the water cup and rinsed his mouth.

He had a split headache and heartbroken. However, when facing Wei Zhiyuan, he just asked casually: "Have you finished your homework?"

Wei Zhiyuan nodded and reached out to support him, but was shakingly rejected by Wei Qian.

Under Wei Qian's pale and calm face, his heart turned his heart into a volcano that could erupt at any time.

And when he heard what Mrs. Song was saying to his sister, the dangerous balance finally broke.

He heard the bastard woman pointing at the mulberry and saying to Song Xiaobao: "We are separated. We must study hard in the future. In the future, we will go to college and become scientists. We cannot learn bad things from people who are not bad. Did you hear that?"

She said it was not enough, and she insisted on looking back at Wei Qian who was standing there gloomy, as if she was not afraid of being heard by him. After such a long time of investigation and investigation, the old lady had seen it long ago that the boy named Wei now claims to be a "man who is a man on the road" and wants to save face. He will never do anything to her, a little old lady. At most, he dares to pretend to be fierce and timid on the inside.

Even Wei Zhiyuan could hear her implicit sound. He looked up at the younger sister, then at the elder brother, and finally stared at Old Lady Song with hatred.

Old Mrs. Song continued relentlessly: "If you don't go to school well, you will become a scum in society. Do you understand? Those idle people are not good people. Grandma told you, what are their names?"

Song Xiaobao, the little girl, said heartlessly: "Rogue!"

The old lady reached out and shaved her face with a serious expression: "That's it, stinky hooligans, we are girls, we can't always be with stinky hooligans, otherwise we will lose our reputation when we see who dares to ask you in the future."

Wei Zhiyuan lowered his face and said word by word: "My eldest brother is not a hooligan!"

Song Xiaobao was stunned, looked at him ignorantly, looked at his elder brother, and then looked at his grandmother. Only then did he realize that this was a serious home change.

Wei Zhiyuan was anxious, threw the cup aside, walked forward, pointed at the old lady's nose and said, "My eldest brother is not a hooligan!"

"Okay, shut up and do your homework in the room." Wei Qian slapped him down, carried one in one hand, and threw Wei Zhiyuan and Song Xiaobao into the bedroom.

Wei Qian lived a bit rough life. He occasionally felt awkward when his family was doing, so he didn't take it seriously if he turned his face. However, Old Mrs. Song had already said this in secret. How could he not understand what she was thinking?

Wei Qian sat in front of Old Lady Song with a big golden sword, looked at her with a bad expression, and said bluntly: "Old guy, what do you want?"

Old Mrs. Song finally straightened her back, and she looked like a mortar ready to be fired.

Then she announced the war to Wei Qian: "I want to take Lili away."
Chapter completed!