From Siheyuan to Hong Kong Island Tycoon

Huaihua returned home in a depressed mood. She thought all her work today was in vain. Neither of the two brothers took the initiative to say a word to her. It seemed that this matter needed further consideration.

Qin Huairu asked happily: "Huaihua, did you have fun with your classmates today? Did Lou Zhiyuan bring the TV over?"

"I brought it, and surprisingly it was a color TV," Huaihua said, and then started drinking the cornmeal porridge again.

Qin Huairu: "Wang Tianfeng and his friends are really capable. They can even get a color TV. Huaihua, you must seize the opportunity."

Huaihua put down her chopsticks and said solemnly: "Mom, you were fine yesterday, why are they so cold to me today?"

"Mom, you are knowledgeable, please help me analyze this carefully."

"Maybe there were too many classmates there today and they didn't take good care of you."

"Don't be discouraged, you have to take your time with this matter and don't be impatient," Qin Huairu taught Huaihua very confidently.

Xiaodang on the side thought for a while and asked: "Mom, do you think they may know the situation in our family, so they deliberately distance themselves from Huaihua?"

After hearing her sister's analysis, Huaihua immediately became nervous. If it was really as her sister said, this matter would become even more difficult.

Qin Huairu, however, looked relaxed: "No, they are even younger than Huaihua, how could they possibly guess our purpose."

"Eat your meal quickly and stop thinking about random things."

Qin Huairu's words undoubtedly became a reassurance for Huaihua to remain stable.

On the other side, Xiaopang ran out of the house immediately after finishing his meal, with the three dollars he had saved with great difficulty in his pocket.

I saw Xiaopang sneaking into an alley not far from his home, and then looking around furtively.

"Is Brother Zhou at home? I'm Xiaopang from the front yard. I'm coming in." Xiaopang shouted as he pushed open the door.

There were three men who looked like gangsters sitting on the kang and drinking in the room. The one in the middle had a fierce scar on his face.

The man's name was Zhou Quan. He was a well-known gangster in the neighborhood. He was known for stealing and extorting money from students.

"Who was it I thought? It turned out to be the kid from the Zhang family in the front yard. Why did he come to my place for no reason?"

"You're not coming to my house to borrow food because your family is having financial difficulties, are you?" Zhou Quan said, looking at Xiaopang coldly.

Xiaopang was immediately frightened by Zhou Quan's expression and quickly waved his hands and said, "No, Brother Zhou, I have something I want to trouble you and the brothers with."

"I'm telling you, kid, stop messing with me here. Your family is so poor that they can barely make ends meet. What business can you come to me with?"

Xiaopang reluctantly took out three dollars from his pocket and put it in front of Zhou Quan, then said flatteringly: "Brother Zhou, use these two dollars to buy some cigarettes and alcohol for you brothers."

"I know the money is not much, but it is a small gift from my brother. Please accept it, Brother Zhou."

Zhou Quan smiled and put the money in his pocket. Then his attitude changed 180 degrees. He smiled and asked Xiao Pang, "Xiao Pang, what do you want to talk to Brother Zhou about?"

"Has someone bullied you? Tell me and brother Zhou will help you get revenge."

Xiaopang told Zhou Quan what had happened with tears in his eyes. Zhou Quan didn't want to listen to him, but for the sake of the three dollars he suppressed his dissatisfaction.

"Xiaopang, you said that these two brothers come from very well-off families. They often give food to their classmates and even bring a TV over for you to watch."

"It seems that these two little guys are good targets. Do you know what their family background is?" Zhou Quan asked with narrowed eyes.

Xiaopang thought for a while and said, "The accent doesn't sound like it's from here. It seems like he came back from another place."

Xiaopang didn't dare tell Zhou Quan that the two brothers were taken to school by a car every day. He was afraid that Zhou Quan would be scared by them, so Xiaopang decided to keep the matter secret.

He just wanted to use Zhou Quan's help to teach these two brothers whom he hated a lesson.

The younger brother at the side said arrogantly: "They are just two little brats, we don't have to be afraid of them at all."

Hearing the younger brother's suggestion, Zhou Quan nodded in agreement.

This is a fat sheep that is hard to come by in normal times. There is no reason not to take action.

"Okay, then on Monday at noon after school, you trick these brothers into coming to the alley near the school."

After making a plan, Xiaopang returned home happily.

What made Xiaopang upset was that he lost three dollars today, and he had saved this money for a long time.

However, when he thought of the two brothers Wang Zhining and Lou Zhiyuan kneeling on the ground with bruised faces and begging for mercy, Xiaopang's mood suddenly improved a lot.

"When the time comes, I'll have to make them compensate me for the three dollars I lost. Let's see if you dare to look down on me, Fatty, in the future," said Little Fatty with a grin.

Monday came quickly and the teacher had not come to class yet.

The two brothers Wang Zhining and Lou Zhiyuan took out the bread and started eating it in big mouthfuls. The classmates around them all looked at them with envy.

"I said our mom is really good at fooling people. She brought us bread this morning and I'm really tired of eating it."

"Brother, you're lucky to have something to eat. Why are you still being picky? I don't think you're hungry."

Wang Zhining rolled his eyes at the complaining Lou Zhiyuan. Why did this kid always say things like he would get beaten without anyone stopping him?

Lou Zhiyuan: "Brother, that's right. I really want to eat the food cooked by our father and Aunt Mei."

"Yesterday I told Aunt Mei that we were craving for food, so at noon she went to the kitchen to make us fried eggs, beef with Chinese kale, and spicy shredded pork, all of which are our favorite dishes."

"Zhiyuan, you don't like the dishes cooked by Uncle Zhuzi and Uncle Nanyi?" Wang Zhining asked speechlessly.

While the two brothers were discussing, the fat boy sitting in the distance was looking at them with jealous eyes.

Not to mention bread, we rarely even have white flour steamed buns at home.

Xiaopang walked up to the two brothers and said, "Good morning, Zhining, Zhiyuan."

Lou Zhiyuan glanced at him and said, "Xiaopang, do you have anything to ask us? If not, just stay away from me."

"Zhiyuan, what happened two days ago was just a misunderstanding. Please don't take it to heart. I'm here to apologize to you."

Xiaopang suppressed his anger and apologized to Lou Zhiyuan.

"To express my apology, I will treat you to soda at noon. You must wait for me then."

Just as Xiaopang was speaking, the head teacher came in, and Xiaopang had to hurried back to his seat.

"What's going on? Is this guy crazy? Why did he run away before I even agreed? This guy is really weird."

The two brothers didn't think much about it and simply ignored Xiaopang's invitation.

The two brothers have to go to the restaurant for lunch at noon, so they don’t have time to drink soda with you.