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Chapter Twenty Six

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    Passing through the old old blocks, some old willow trees that had grown along the avenue for many yearshave been shaved off, and the bare ones were sawed off, and piled up on the side of the street waiting to be pulled away.  It seems that the days when catkins were flying all over the sky will never come back.  Zhao Xuejun likes the colorful world, he witnesses the changes and renews himself with the years.  The whole nation is like giving birth, it will hurt and hurt again, but this change must be meaningful.

    Min Shun hummed a tune, gnawed on a string of mutton kebabs, and threw the iron rafters into the garbage dump after gnawing.  Zhao Xuejun followed Min Shun.  He was carrying a schoolbag, wearing a clean jacket, tight-fitting trousers, and sneakers.  He looks like a good student.  People on the street occasionally looked at the pair of teenagers, feeling like a wolf with a big tail hijacked a little sheep.

    Together they bypassed the construction site and came to an old residential house.  This is the place where Peng Juan lives now. Cinder garbage is scattered everywhere, and flies and bedbugs are rampant.  Dirty poultry mingled with a shaved stray dog ??foraging in a rubbish dump.  Sewage has no rules, flowing freely everywhere

    Min Shun stopped, and after looking around, he bent down to pick up a few small stones, and threw them towards a courtyard.  After a while, a woman from the small town roared and cursed in local dialect.  Min Shun and Zhao Xuejun hid in the corner and waited.  After a while, Peng Juan was wearing a big blouse, leg pants, and a pair of dirty plastic slippers, and slowly moved out with her hair covered.

    A girl in the third grade of junior high school should not wear any cosmetics, but she has a fairy fragrance.  They can pamper themselves because of their age.  Living a simple life every day, worrying about eating too many varieties for fifty cents and being coquettish.  They chatter casually, but they are not annoying. On their innocent cheeks, there should always be a kind of, forgive me, I am still young, I don't understand anything special the most beautiful time of life  That temperament.

    But now, the years have matured the girl, and Peng Juan's chest is so developed that even a big blouse can't cover that smellthe smell from a mature woman.  She kept her head down, watching her neighbors pointing and pointing all the way.  Even taking Zhao Xuejun with him was as uncomfortable as being pricked with countless small needles by someone behind him.  This feeling of being pointed out was more cruel to Zhao Xuejun, and at this moment, he felt sympathy from the bottom of his heart.

    Ten minutes later, Zhao Xuejun and the others came to the side of the construction site and sat together on the neatly placed cement slabs.

    "Tell me, whose is it?" Min Shun went straight to the point.

    Peng Juan shook her head and sobbed softly: "I don't even admit it."

    Min Shun kicked the concrete slab angrily, and then, clutching his feet, jumped all over the ground, "Damn, you don't know who? The pig's head was installed for you."

    Peng Juan shook her head, squatted on the ground and hugged her shoulders.

    "Anyway anyway I know it's not mine, but now they all say it's mine, grandma! Can you give me a way to survive? My mother can't be scared because of my brother, she will go mad when she is scared. I  Just a mother, let me go?!" Min Shun's voice was a little high, and he couldn't suppress his anger.

    Peng Juan raised her swollen face, and the bruises left by the finger marks on it were impressively visible, and the original pretty look was completely out of shape.

    Min Shun didn't scold anymore, he bit his lower lip, sat aside, and looked at the other side of the construction site angrily.

    "What did your dad say?" Zhao Xuejun asked Peng Juan.

    Peng Juan shook her head: "Beat me up, then leave, tell me to get out, and don't call him dad in the future."

    "Where's your mother?"

    Mother is always a word that can touch a girl's heart, and Peng Juan cried even harder: "She gave me ten yuan and told me to leave quickly!"

    Zhao Xuejun was helpless.

    The sound of rapid urban construction and construction, boom!  Bang!  Bang!  The sound came rhythmically from over there, and the three underage boys and girls sat silently for a while.  Min Shun finally spoke: "If it's mine, I'll marry you. But the question is whether it's mine or not. If you want money, I'll go home and give it to youothers, I can't help it."

    Peng Juan raised the back of her hand, wiped the tears from her cheeks, stood up and said loudly with some determination: "No, I've made up my mind. When my belly gets bigger, I'll find a rope and hang myself next to my stepmother."  At the door of my father's house, they are disgusting to death."

    "Hey!" Zhao Xuejun couldn't help but laugh.  When he finished laughing, Min Shun laughed too.

    "You're farting. It's better to die than to live. Why do you go to die and move a place for them? Believe me, your father is disgusting if you live. He will have a hard time after you die. Really,  You'd better be disgusted." Min Shun persuaded.

    "Is someone giving you advice?" Zhao Xuejun asked the truth.

    &nbsroom, put him down, and fed him a glass of water.  Then he sat next to his younger brother, just like when he was a child, patting once and for all.

    "Go and talk to Chang'an, you are wrong for beating him today." His wife stood at the door and said to him.

    Song Liaokuo stood up, took off his jacket and handed it to his wife, turned around and opened the door to enter his son's room.

    In the room, Song Changan was startled, and he quickly threw the cigarette butt out the window.  However, the cigarette butt went out, and the cigarette was still in the house.

    Song Liaokuo sat down and looked at his tall son, he couldn't bear to blame him, he was too busy at work and too chaotic at home.  The boy has grown up unconsciously.

    "When did you learn it?" he asked.

    Song Changan was stunned for a moment, and replied with a stiff neck: "It's an early meeting."

    "In my house, you took the foreign cigarettes that your uncle brought back, right?"

    "Well, my second uncle also took it."

    "It's okay, I won't scold you, Chang'an, it's my father's fault for beating you today. These days, my father is in a bad mood. I apologize to you."

    Song Changan didn't say a word, he was already tired of such an apology.  He kicked the cabinet indifferently and asked his father: "My second uncle's work unit called to urge him to go to work."

    Song Liaokuo didn't answer, just nodded: "I see, I asked for leave for him, Chang'an, don't blame your second uncle. His best friend, the person he loves the most, has disappeared. We human beings can bear it."  It is limited. To treat relatives, you have to give them time and tolerance, and tolerance to others is tolerance to yourself.¡±

    "Dad, can you change the words? I understand these things, but I always have the right to be uncomfortable. Every day when I come home, I smell of cigarettes and alcohol. My younger siblings are still young. If you don't look at me, you also look at my younger siblings."  For the sake of asking Second Uncle to restrain himself, why doesn¡¯t he go to Third Uncle¡¯s house? Third Uncle¡¯s house is bigger than ours, and the conditions are much better.¡± Song Changan said angrily.

    "Fool, how can an elder brother go to his younger brother's house. Forget it, you don't understand, I still have something to do, you should study first." Song Liaokuo stood up, walked to the door and turned back and said: "Smoking less, smoking is not good."

    After his father left, Song Changan lit another cigarette, looked at the moon outside the window, and thought about what happened this evening.  He felt that he was someone with ideas, and he never thought that in this small place, he could see someone who was more cloudy than him.  Isn't Zhao Jianguo as simple as he thought? In the future, it seems that he will learn more about Zhao Xuebing.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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