Chapter 5 Dog? cannon?
It was early in the morning, before it was dark outside, and Qian Qian had already gotten up.
I washed my face with cold tap water, and the biting coldness made Qian Qian's brain very clear. After brushing his teeth, he wrote two words on the blackboard.
Marina!
My aunt went to Binhai, and Zhou Le mentioned this place.
At this time, there were already five words on the blackboard that interested Qian Qian.
Amnesia.
Car accident, snake venom, warmth.
Four million!
Marina.
Qian Qian could understand the others, but he couldn't understand the meaning of the word "warmth". He could feel that he was very sensitive to these two words. Did someone give me warmth, or was someone's name called "warmth"? ?
Going downstairs and opening the rolling shutter door, Qian Qian tilted his head and looked at the old man busy at the door.
I don’t know you!
I’m sure you don’t know him. The old man was pushing a wheelbarrow and was cleaning up the construction waste collected yesterday. The old man looked at Qian Qian, who was wearing a military coat, and quickly wiped his hands and took out a cigarette and handed it to him. Qian Qian whispered shyly.
"Man, I... I will pick up this rubbish for you, and then... give me these rags, okay? I'll get some wood or something to go home and make a fire with, and I'll give you the money after selling the rest. ”
Qian Qian took the cigarette and looked at the construction debris at the door. The pile on the hill was mixed with some broken wood that had been cleaned up, cardboard boxes and some old tables that were not given away.
Looked the old man up and down.
More than sixty years old, wearing a torn cotton-padded jacket, his hands full of frostbite scars, looking at the wheelbarrow again, Qian Qian lit a cigarette and said with a smile.
"Hey, you old man want to bribe me with a cigarette? I am a principled person."
The old man suddenly looked embarrassed. He heard that this Internet cafe has This young man is very nice. Just when the old man was embarrassed, Qian Qian grinned and said.
"Two pieces, you can't bargain."
The old man's eyes lit up, and he gave Qian Qian the pack of red pandas he had bought in the morning.
Nine dollars.
For some young people, it may not be enough for a lunch, but for an old man, this is most of the day's income.
Looking at the old man carefully cleaning up the construction debris at the door, Qian Qian walked away with a cigarette in his mouth. When he came back again, he was carrying two bags of steamed buns and two cups of soy milk, and threw a bag of steamed buns to the old man. and a cup of soy milk, frowning.
"We'll start drying again when the sun comes out later, but it's still freezing! No one is competing with you, come on! Let's have a drink."
The old man held the soy milk and looked at the young man sitting next to him and smiled.
The smile is very innocent and cute.
After a short chat, Qian Qian got to know the old man somewhat. The old man is not as old as Qian Qian thought. He is only fifty-six years old this year. He has a son with cerebral palsy at home. After his birth, his daughter-in-law He ran away. The old man never gave up after all these years. He worked, picked up rags, and everything else. He got sick from the exhaustion of carrying corpses.
Now I occasionally do odd jobs and pick up rags to survive.
Qian Qian mumbled while eating the steamed buns.
“I always feel that I have encountered similar things somewhere, but I can’t remember it! Work hard! People have to move forward when they are alive, especially men. They cannot treat themselves as human beings. You might be able to live better with your head tied to your belt."
The little old man gave Qian Qian a thumbs up.
"You're right."
Qian Qian didn't let his sympathy overflow. He always felt that his heart was lost along with his amnesia, and he lost a lot of sympathy and a lot of distinction.
Qian Qian left while the old man was collecting construction waste. There were many things in the Internet cafe that needed to be customized. Qian Qian fell in love with something called ecological wood. He thought it looked good on the wall, but when he asked about the price, Qian Qian ran to the lumber factory.
What the hell is it seventy-eighty square meters?
This was a busy morning. During the whole morning, Qian Qian saw many LED screens playing advertisements made by Wu Qingsi, promoting her coming to Changqing City on January 1st.
Qian Qian pinched his fingers.
Ten days left!
This year is about to pass.
After wandering around the city, Qian Qian finally chose other materials. He couldn't help but spend the four million his aunt gave him.
In the afternoon, I rode a three-step, three-step eight-legged bicycle back to the Internet cafe. As soon as I walked into this street, I saw a lot of people gathered around the door of the Internet cafe. Qian Qian muttered in a low voice.
"This hasn't opened yet? Is my head so useful?"
The onlookers also heard the ear-shattering noise of the bicycle and gave way to the little network administrator. Qian Qian frowned as soon as the crowd got out of the way.
The little old man who was still smiling innocently and cutely in the morning was kneeling on the ground. He was a man who was 1.85 meters tall and wearing a black mink. He held a bag under his arm and pinched his waist with one hand. He was kicking and screaming. Put it on the little old man's arm.
"Apologise! I asked you to fucking apologize. Ask around in Changqing City. Anyone who sees my cannon must not call me Brother Pao! Are you scaring my dog? Don't you know that this dog belongs to my cannon? "
"I'm sorry, Brother Pao!"
"It's the dog that wants you to apologize, no!"
"That's right, I'm sorry! .”
Qian Qian stood there with his head tilted.
Dog?
Cannon?
Cannon Dog?
Dog cannon?
Qian Qian didn't know what these three words meant, but he felt that his hands were shaking and his scalp was slightly numb. Looking at the man in front of him, Qian Qian walked forward with a gloomy face and stretched out his hand to put on the man's shoulder. .
As soon as Brother Pao turned around, Qian Qian suddenly took action and punched Brother Pao in the face. Brother Pao's body tilted, Qian Qian stepped forward again and grabbed the green onion on Brother Pao's head, hitting his knee. An uppercut hit his lower abdomen, knocking Brother Pao unconscious.
Qian Qian's movements were done in one go, and he didn't even know why he was so skilled. Brother Pao was stunned. He covered his face and looked at the young man with confused eyes. Qian Qian stretched out his hand to pull up the little old man who was kneeling on the ground and frowned.
“What are you kneeling for? What’s going on?”
"Man, this...his dog peed on our door, so I stamped my foot, and then he said I scared his dog and wanted me to pay compensation, man, I..."< br>
After listening to the little old man’s words, Qian Qian looked around and couldn’t find any sign of the dog. Then he pointed at Brother Pao and looked at the little old man and asked.
"Is he going to pee at the door?"
The passers-by who were watching couldn't help laughing. The little old man pointed to the arms of the woman behind Brother Pao. Qian Qian looked at A curly teddy arrived.
Tell the truth!
Qian Qian doesn’t hate cats and dogs, he quite likes them.
But he doesn’t like teddy bears, bichon bears and the like.
Too noisy.
Qian Qian asked with a frown.
“Where’s the rope?”
Brother Pao, who had been beaten, looked at the young man in front of him and frowned.
"You dare to hit me?"
Qian Qian tilted his head and looked at Brother Pao, and then took off his old military coat. He only wore a two-rib vest underneath. The tattoos he performed are exposed in the air. The tattoos are not scary. What is scary are the two scars on his shoulders that look like fireworks.
When the weather was more than 20 degrees below zero, Qian Qian twisted his neck and hooked his hands at Brother Pao.
“I don’t know why I want to hit you, but I just want to hit you!”
Under the watch of his woman and these people, Brother Pao's pride told him to fight. Brother Pao bent down and picked up a steel bar and threw it at Qian Qian's head. Qian Qian grinned and raised his left arm to resist the attack. A steel bar.
There was a muffled sound, and Qian Qian seemed to feel no pain in the eyes of everyone. He watched the little network administrator grab Gang Jin with his backhand and pull Brother Pao closer, and hit him with one punch after another. on the face.
Dog Cannon!
Dog Cannon!
These three words were stimulating Qian Qian like a stimulant.
After throwing four punches, his right hand was suddenly grabbed. Qian Qian turned his head suddenly, with endless killing intent in his eyes. In the next second, Qian Qian released his strength, stood up and whispered.
"Grandpa Yan."
Old man Yan picked up his clothes and put them on Qian Qian's body, smiling.
“I won’t be able to deal with it after I beat your friend to death.”
Hearing this, Qian Qian turned his head and looked at the urban management vehicle parked in the distance. Zhou Le had already trotted away. Came over.
Zhou Le squeezed through the crowd and looked at Qian Qian, who was wearing a military coat, and then at Brother Pao, whose face was covered with blood. Zhou Le did not ask the two of them, but asked the passers-by who were watching. When he learned that he was walking the dog without a leash, After the conflict broke out, Zhou Le looked at Brother Pao coldly.
"Dapao, next time I see you walking your dog without a leash! I will take your dog away and eat it!"
The woman next to Dapao pointed at Qian Qian. Zhou Le screamed.
"What's the point of beating him up?"
Zhou Le curled his lips.
"I'm an urban management officer, and I'm not a policeman. What's the use of talking to me?"
After that, Zhou Le mouthed to Qian Qiannu.
“Get busy decorating, make a big fuss!”
Qian Qian nodded. When Zhou Le drove everyone away, Brother Pao pointed at Qian Qian and said angrily.
“Don’t you dare tell me what your name is!”
"Qian Qian!"
Qian Qian went back to the Internet cafe. Zhou Le dismissed the onlookers and returned to the car. He took out a bag of wolfberry from his wristband and dialed a phone number with his other hand.
"Sister Sun, are you busy? One of my buddies got into a fight with Cannon because he was walking his dog without a leash! Oh, you can talk, right? Thank you, Sister Sun. , you just... Huh? Now? Okay, okay, I'll go."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Le grabbed a handful of wolfberry and said in a low voice.
“Damn, fat bitch, I’ll fight you with all the wolfberries.”
Zhou Le left.
Brother Pao went to call the police, but he was told to go back and wait for news. At this glance, he knew that the other party was in a relationship.
Leaving the yamen gate and entering, Brother Pao gritted his teeth.
"What did that kid call just now? Dare you hit me?"
The girlfriend next to her hugged the dog and replied with a frown.
"It seems to be called Qian. There were so many people at the time that I couldn't hear clearly. Oh oh oh oh, it's called Han Qian!"
Brother Pao sneered.
"Han Qian, right? Just wait!"
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(End of this chapter)