Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

Song Zhigang finally went to the city to beg for food, taking Song Tianci with him.

I go there by car every morning and return by car in the evening.

When you can't catch the bus, find a sheltered place and sleep for the night.

It was a blessing in disguise. The person from the Family Planning Office estimated the time and made another trip to Huaishu Village. There was originally a fine, but seeing the miserable appearance of the father and son, I let it go. Song Zhigang's situation is quite special. After strict investigation, he is indeed a transcendental being; but if it is vague, there is no big problem.

After all, when he gave birth to his third child, his eldest daughter was indeed gone, but he just didn't have time to close the account.

And there is another important reason. Song Zhigang looks like a homeless man. Even if he is fined, can he pay it?

So the people from the Family Planning Office were generous and gave me a verbal education, and stopped pursuing the matter.

Whether life is happy or painful, time will not stand still, life will always go on.

As for whether the outcome is good or bad, it depends on man-made things and God's will.

Everything that happened in Huaishu Village was unknown to Song Pan'er and his grandson.

Mrs. Qian caught the early train that day. After arriving in the city, she stayed directly in the store and did not return to the village.

It was quite comfortable to live in the store. Song Paner took meals from the cafeteria and brought them to the store every day. She didn't need to cook over the fire and just ate ready-made meals.

Although there is no toilet in the store, there is a large public toilet at the corner of the street, which is cleaned by sanitation staff every day and is quite clean.

There is tap water for washing and washing, just turn on the faucet. She doesn't have to go back and forth to fill and pour water. The used dirty water goes directly to the sewer pipe and disappears, which is very convenient.

The old woman from the countryside lived in the city for the first time and experienced a different and convenient life.

After gradually becoming familiar with the surrounding environment, Mrs. Qian couldn't sit still.

I didn't know where to buy a gas tank for the stove, so I started going to the vegetable market every day to buy vegetables and cook in the store.

Song Pan'er was in a good mood now. She ran to the store after school and ate so much every day that her mouth was full of oil.

On this day, the first period of get out of class had just ended in the morning, and the English teacher’s back had not yet disappeared from the door. Li Rui, the classmate at the same table, hurriedly took out a magazine from the desk grid, ran his fingers across the table of contents, wrote down the page number, put his hands together, quickly turned to the page he wanted to read, and leaned on the table to read. got up.

Song Paner glanced at it, yo! Isn't this my own novel "The Puppy Returns Home"?

Two days ago, she had received a sample magazine from the editor, as well as a 1,000 yuan remuneration.

Unexpectedly, just a few days after its release, Li Rui had already bought it and apparently started reading it.

Song Pan'er felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment and didn't want to read the book, so she just stared at Li Rui with a smile.

Li Rui was stunned by her look, "What are you looking at me doing? Do you want to read this magazine too?" Seeing Song Pan'er shaking his head, Li Rui advised again:

"Let me tell you, this author named Qian Duoduo wrote "The Puppy Returns Home" which is really good. Don't you like puppies? You can check it out!"

After Li Rui finished speaking, seeing that she was still giggling and saying nothing, he rolled his eyes, turned his back to her, and ignored her.

The first part of "Puppy Returns Home", because Song Pan'er was a little anxious to submit the manuscript, she didn't write many words.

She planned to write the second part as a full-length novel. Song Paner agreed with her editor that she would send it in after writing a part, and the royalties would be paid in installments.

Now every night, Song Paner goes to the store to write for a while.

Mrs. Qian was leaning on the bed watching TV, and Song Pan'er was lying on the table next to her writing a novel. The life of the grandfather and grandson was comfortable and peaceful.

A few days later, the business license for the small store was finally issued, and the grocery store could open.

Song Pan'er didn't hold any opening ceremony. She just asked her to put three sticks of incense on the statue of the God of Wealth.

Then the grandfather and grandson together lifted up the red cloth on the shop plaque, put two strings of earth red flowers on it, and the 'Wangwang Shop' opened for business.

In order to promote her own shop, Song Pan'er rarely wore the newly emerging glass fiber bracelet.

The classmates all thought it was novel and beautiful, so they came forward to ask. Naturally, Song Pan'er was happy to tell them that it was sold in her own Wangwang shop.

For a time, there was a trend of knitting bracelets in the class.

The idea spread to ten, and eventually the whole school became popular with braided glass silk bracelets.

The Wangwang shop that sells glass fiber has also become very popular among classmates, and its business is gradually picking up.

In the blink of an eye, at the end of the month, the house of Railway Homes came down.

This day happened to catch up with Zhou Tian, ​​and the business was not bad. Mrs. Qian gritted her teeth and closed the shop, and went to close the house with Song Pan'er.

It was morning when the grandfather and grandson arrived at the community. People in twos and threes were walking in the community. When they saw strangers, they all stared at them.

Once Mrs. Qian meets someone's eyes, the other person will immediately ask her which restaurant she is going to? Who to look for?

In other countries, everyone is a soldier, but here, the entire community is a security guard.

The grandfather and grandson were questioned and explained all the way. When they arrived at their own building, they were already surrounded by four or five old ladies.

They all had nothing to do and came to watch the fun.

"Hey, Wang Qinghua is moving! Did she hire the truck downstairs?"

There is a small truck parked downstairs in Building No. 8, which has been loaded with bedding, a TV, radio and other home appliances.

Several people did not stay downstairs and went directly to the third floor.

"Hey! Are you here?"

"I've packed everything, let's go take a look first! Everything else in the house belongs to you!"

Wang Qinghua had already packed the last package and raised his head sweating profusely to say hello.

This time she didn't care whether people changed into slippers when they entered the house. Anyway, the house was no longer hers, so she just opened her mouth to invite her former neighbors to come in.

"Come in quickly, let's chat! I'm going to Beijing soon, and I won't be able to see you again."

Wang Qinghua was so refreshing that the aunts also came in, chatting and laughing.

"Oh, you are going to Beijing now, will you come back later?"

"What are you doing back here? It's quite a long way away. I'm living in Beijing for retirement. That house has electricity—"

Before Wang Qinghua could finish speaking, an aunt hurriedly interrupted her and said, "Didn't your girl marry our city? Why don't you come back and have a look?"

"What's so interesting! She's closer to her husband's family than I am. I asked her to stay with me for a few days, but she didn't do anything. It's really a waste of money."

Song Pan'er didn't lean over to listen to their conversation, but looked around.

There are some household appliances and daily necessities missing from the house, but the rest remains unchanged except for being a little messier than when I came last time.