Little Wolf Cub of the Ginger Demon King

A huge splash of water hit Sun Jing and Bei Xiaowu.The speed was so fast and the strength was so fierce that the two people in the pool choked their noses.

Jiang Lai was soaking in the water, stretched his legs triumphantly, and laughed.

Bei Xiaowu hooked Jiang Lai from the water, pulled him down, and the two of them sank into the water together.Sun Jing joined the battle, pressing Jiang Lai to keep him from getting out of the water.

A pool less than one meter deep is simply not enough for a few tall and long-legged lads.

The scrub uncle turned a page of the yellowed magazine in his hand, and shouted: "Don't make trouble, pay attention to safety!"

Struggling hard, Jiang Lai slipped away from the hands of the two strong boys, and leaned against the corner of the pool by himself, gasping for breath.

"You guys are so insane!" Jiang Lai's chest heaved violently, what a shame, what a shame, really in the pool, no one is more or less than anyone else.The uneasiness has long since disappeared.

Bei Xiaowu and Sun Jing also calmed down, each holding a corner of the pool, and smirking at Jiang Lai.

Someone in the pool next door called to take a bath, and the uncle of the bath was working by the pool.The three of them didn't dare to do it again, but their hands kept making small movements. Everyone was afraid of the other's sudden attack, and kept a distance of one meter from each other.

At this time, the water temperature is neither high nor low, and only the head is exposed outside, steaming comfortably.

After waiting for a while, the three of them stopped arguing, and unconsciously got together and started chatting.

Bei Xiaowu knew that Jiang Lai's paintings were going to participate in a touring exhibition. Although he didn't know what it meant, he heard that it was with a great artist, so he thought it was a great thing.

Sun Jing said that the selection for the National Games is about to start during the winter vacation, and it will be very hard, but he can be with his senior sister every day, and his smile is extraordinarily sweet.

Jiang Lai pulled his arm out of the warm water, flicked Bei Xiaowu's earlobe, and asked him, "Have you thought about it? What will you do in the future."

When Bei Tiangui was alive, Bei Xiaowu's ideals were all arranged by him.

He told Bei Xiaowu, "No. [-] Middle School is the best high school in this city, and you will go to that school in the future."

Bei Xiaowu listed getting into the No. [-] Middle School as his next priority.

But no matter how long-term the plan was, Bei Xiaowu never made any plans.

He seemed to have little stylistic talent, and never developed a keen interest in anything.When he was young, he played football with the boys in the alley, and later watched the NBA, but he just entertained and didn't love it deeply.

Moreover, Bei Xiaowu felt that not only did he grow slowly and develop late, but his sensitivity in other aspects was always slower than his peers.

His father's departure made him slightly worried about the future that Jiang Lai and Sun Jing talked about.

In the past, he could leave everything to Bei Tiangui's plan, but now he can only rely on himself.

"I don't know, maybe I'm trying to be a good student." Bei Xiaowu fiddled with the puddle of water in front of him, and the water splashed in all directions, creating layers of ripples.

"You are down-to-earth. As long as you are sure of one thing, you can always stick to it until the end. With such tenacity, you are not afraid of failure. Don't worry, take your time. Life is so long and you will always meet something you really like." Jiang Lai wrote Bei Xiaowu splashed water on his face.

Sun Jing listened and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Lai threw Sun Jing backhand again.

Sun Jing wiped his face, "Did you hear too much chicken soup for noodle soup, and it smells like chicken soup no matter what you say."

Jiang Lai splashed on Sun Jing several times in a row, laughing haha.

He really thought about it, as if he didn't know when he was really nosy, especially about Bei Xiaowu's affairs, he wanted to meddle in everything, it was simply out of instinct.

That night, Bei Xiaowu sat in front of the desk, his head was filled with steaming mist, Jiang Lai and Sun Jing were talking about dreams and the future.

He admits that he has been too sensitive recently, and he can think about what others say and do.

He opened the drawer in the upper left corner of the desk again, and Bei Tiangui's three relics lay quietly inside.

Bei Xiaowu turned on the desk lamp, put them on the table one by one, and looked at them carefully.

I don't know if Bei Tiangui looked at these things so seriously when he was alive, anyway, Bei Xiaowu can clearly know the location of their cracks now with his eyes closed.

Bei Xiaowu flipped through the notebook that had torn out the first few pages, and it turned out that Bei Tiangui's handwriting was as bizarrely ugly as his own.He laughed, laughed and cried, cried and cried and laughed again.

Most of the parameters in that broken notebook seemed to be numbers written by hand during the inspection of the car, which was illogical and boring.But Bei Xiaowu read it very seriously. He really hoped that this was not an ordinary work diary, but something that his father wanted to write to him.

After flipping through it again, Bei Xiaowu suddenly became interested in the calendar printed on the last few pages of the notebook.

Bei Tiangui seems to be insisting on doing one thing, from October 25th to the day of his death.Because of this period of time, Bei Tiangui will put a stubborn tick in the small box on the calendar every day.

But what is it?Bei Xiaowu was clueless based on his own experience.

Only then did he realize that he knew too little about Bei Tiangui's life.

Over the weekend, someone from Guihe Automobile Factory came. It was Song Youhe, Beitiangui's former friend and partner.

Song Youhe often appeared in Bei Xiaowu's childhood memory. He was his father's middle school classmate and the son of his father's auto repair master.

It's just that in recent years, the business of the auto repair shop has grown bigger and bigger, and Bei Xiaowu has very little time to see his father, and even fewer opportunities to meet Uncle Song.

From the name "Guihe Auto Repair", it can be heard that the relationship between the two is the kind of iron buddies who can treat each other as brothers.

Recently, the old Bei's family has orphans and widowed mothers, and there is no one who runs errands. Although Song Youhe didn't show up much, he helped him do a lot of things before and after running.

Bei Tiangui belongs to drunk driving. Although the car insurance is fully insured, it is not covered by the claim.And when there is a car accident, it crashes into other cars parked on the side of the road, but it costs a lot of money.

These all require someone to come forward to help coordinate and solve them.

Song Youhe came to Lao Bei's house today, on the one hand to visit Mrs. You and Xiao Wu, and on the other hand to say some heart-warming words so that the children can study with peace of mind.

"The factory was opened by your father and uncle. It seems that it has been expanding in the past few years, but a lot of new equipment has been added, and the funds have been tight. You are still young, and you don't understand many things, and your uncle won't explain it to you in detail. But the factory will always have your father's share, and when you turn eighteen and can be independent, uncle will give you the share that belongs to your father."

Song Youhe has suffered lawsuits in the past few years and is extremely vigilant about property interests.Although Bei Tiangui left and Mrs. You was paralyzed, he never intended to bully the children.

I brought a lawyer here today because I was afraid that the neighbors would say that he, Song Youhe, was greedy for his friends' money.

Bei Xiaowu was naturally grateful for his father's best friend, and besides, he had to continue with the factory after his father left. Even if Uncle Song split the factory in two and gave him half, he couldn't do anything.

"Thank you uncle." Bei Xiaowu thanked him sincerely.

"Although uncle is busy, you can come to me for family matters no matter how big or small. Uncle will try his best to help you. You are doing well in your studies. You should study hard for high school and university. Don't delay your studies because of this matter. In the future, don't worry about money, even if you go abroad in the future Studying abroad costs hundreds of thousands a year, and we can get it for you even if we pool it together."

After Song Youhe said these words, Bei Xiaowu felt more at ease.

During the period when grandma was in the hospital, she relied entirely on Xue Man's savings. Although he knew that the family had some money, he didn't know exactly how much.

After returning home, with the help of sister Li Mei, a community policeman, I checked Bei Tiangui's bank account. It was 20 yuan, a lot but not much. Both Bei Xiaowu and the paralyzed grandma were in need of money.

Now, Song Youhe said with all his heart that he would support Bei Xiaowu in his studies, and Bei Xiaowu suddenly felt that the burden on his heart was much lighter.

"Thank you uncle, I will study hard."

Although Old Madam You was still unable to speak or move, she listened to what she said, expressing her emotions with blinking eyes.

Bei Xiaowu sent Song Youhe and the lawyer out together, and when he reached the door, he remembered something.

He said: "Uncle, can I go to the factory tomorrow? Take back the things my dad left there. It's worthless if you lose it, but I want to keep it in mind."

Song Youhe nodded after hearing this: "Well, none of us touched your father's things. They are still in his office. You can clean them up tomorrow."

Bei Xiaowu sent Song Youhe away and turned around to look for Jiang Lai in Jiang Lai's house.

Jiang Lai is painting, and Shao Fanghua's invitation letter is undoubtedly a kind of encouragement to him. He has recently had a burst of inspiration, and he is planning to create a series of works when he does not have classes on weekends.

"Busy?" Bei Xiaowu knocked lightly on the door.

Jiang Lai put down his paintbrush and stretched his waist. He was a little sleepy and wanted to take a rest.

"Are you free tomorrow?" Bei Xiaowu asked Jiang Lai.

Jiang Lai frowned, looking at the drawing and then at Bei Xiaowu, "What's the matter?"

"Well," Bei Xiaowu approached, thoughtful, "I want to go to the car factory and get all my dad's things back."

"Oh," Jiang Lai nodded, "OK, I'll go with you."

Guihe Depot is located in the northeast corner of the city, a bit far from Gujian Street.When the two of them went, they were reluctant to take a taxi. They took the bus, thinking that they would take a taxi when they came back.

It was a busy time in the depot on Sunday afternoon.Because the new factory is about to open, and there is still a team of newcomers doing training.

In the auto repair shop, workers are highly mobile, and being able to work in one position for two or three years is considered a top priority.Most people either can't bear the hardship and think the wages are low, or they want to go back to their hometown and open a shop by themselves after learning some skills.

Therefore, on the way Bei Xiaowu took Jiang Lai to Bei Tiangui's office, he hardly met any familiar faces.

Bei Tiangui's office is at the innermost part of the second floor, separated from Song Youhe's office by a conference room.

Bei Xiaowu wanted to say hello to Uncle Song first, but when he passed by, he found that the shutters of his office door were drawn, and he didn't know if there was anyone inside, so he didn't go in and knock on the door.

Bei Tiangui doesn't have many things. In the cabinet behind the desk, there are some professional books, materials, documents, etc., which are not considered private property. Bei Xiaowu didn't touch it.

In the cabinet below is a change of underwear and a duvet, obviously ready to work overtime at any time.

Bei Tiangui has two desk drawers, one contains razors and dental kits, and the other is locked.

Bei Xiaowu was packing up his things when the door was dark.He looked up and saw that it was Song Youhe standing at the door.

"Come here, why didn't you call me?" Song Youhe smiled, but his tone was a bit reproachful.

Standing by the window, Jiang Lai watched the new recruits training downstairs, glanced back at Song Youhe, smiled and nodded as a greeting.

Song Youhe instantly understood who this kid was. He had heard about it from Bei Tiangui a long time ago, but at this moment he had no intention of making friends with this kid.

He tilted his body and glanced at the locked drawer next to Bei Xiaowu's hand, and asked, "I can't find a contract, and I don't know if it's in this drawer. Do you have the key left by your father at home?"

Although Jiang Lai looked downstairs, his ears twitched slightly, because he knew that Bei Tiangui had indeed left behind a bunch of keys.

And Bei Xiaowu answered simply and neatly, "I don't know, he left so suddenly."

"Oh," Song Youhe shrugged, as if he had suddenly fallen into a sad mood, "That's all right, you clean it up, I'll hire a locksmith later, that contract is quite important."

Bei Xiaowu responded and continued to pack his things with his head down, his eyes fell on a piece of paper pressed under the glass plate of the tabletop.