no way

Zhang Cong's usual expression when facing Zhang Hanma was expressionless, and he walked forward without moving his eyelids.

If you want to say that those loose and tattered things are actually the most vulnerable, just look at this broken "house".This so-called family was shaken by Zhang Cong before, but it has not died yet. Its vitality is particularly tenacious. Zhang Hanma is also very tenacious, and Zhang Cong is also tenacious. From people to things, he has made a family strong.

Zhang Hanma didn't speak. After he threw the garbage at the door, he just stood by the door, staring at Zhang as he entered the room, and then stepped in and closed the door behind him.

Zhang Cong turned into the bathroom and washed his hands with cold water.When he came out, Zhang Hanma had a cigarette in his mouth.

Zhang Hanma turned his hoarse voice, and wrapped his words in smoke: "Zhang Cong, you have grown up."

Zhang Cong frowned, paused when he entered his room, and turned to look at him.

Zhang Hanma smiled: "The little bastard has grown up, and his wings are hard/hard."

He looked at the clothes rack in front of the west house: "Dare to take my money."

Zhang Cong's eyes lowered, and he saw a circle of mud on Zhang Hanma's trouser legs.He thought to himself, why not get mud all over his body, from the soles of his shoes to his head, not a single hair is worth letting go.

Zhang Cong also smiled, and said surprisingly seriously: "Isn't it just and right for me to raise my son?"

After he said this, Zhang Hanma was obviously stunned, but after only a moment of stupefaction, Zhang Hanma immediately poked the cigarette out of his mouth for a long distance, and it happened to land not far in front of Zhang Cong, just one step away. distance.

"Stop making circles with me here. Don't think I don't know what you're doing with the money. The old man next to you is dying, right? Are you saving up for him?" Zhang Hanma snorted, "All day long Do you have money and no place to spend it on other people's affairs? If you have the ability, save enough money for your father's funeral first!"

Zhang Cong's heart was full of coldness, and he said that whoever wants to give you a funeral, you have a beautiful dream, you might as well be dead on the street.

He took a step forward and smashed the smoke on the ground with his toes, not only crushing it, but crushing it into pieces.

Zhang Cong turned around and was about to enter the house. Zhang Hanma said from behind: "Where did you get the clothes on your body? It doesn't look like new."

Zhang Cong closed his eyes on the spot.He took a deep breath, turned around and walked quickly to approach Zhang Hanma, kicked over the table in front of Zhang Hanma, and scolded his grandmother whom he had never met before: "Fuck you!"

He felt happy after cursing, like a clogged sewer suddenly cleared, and the moment it cleared it was extremely disgusting.

Zhang Cong got into his room as quickly as if he was running for his life.This speed was indeed fast, and when Zhang Cong closed the door and entered the room, Zhang Hanma just jumped up from the stool, opened his mouth and began to curse.

Zhang Cong slowly walked towards the half-collapsed small bed, and sat down with his buttocks hanging on the edge of the bed.

Zhang Hanma kicked his door with limp and spineless legs, but he didn't kick it open.There were constant yelling and the sound of smashing things outside.Zhang Cong was a little surprised. It's a miracle that there are so many things that can be smashed in such a small place like his house.

Zhang Cong was sitting at the corner of the small bed, staring at the door without moving, as if in a trance, the outside sound entered from his left ear and came out from his right ear.

Zhang Hanma tossed and tossed about for more than 20 minutes, Zhang Cong finally heard him put on his coat, closed the door with a "boom" and went out.According to this posture, Zhang Cong estimated that he would not come back tonight. It's good, his goal has been achieved, clean.

Zhang Cong let out a breath, and then moved.He stood up and looked at the bed, thinking that he should get a few bricks to cushion it. This collapsed place, like a small hillside, is full of evil spirits, and he can't sleep without brain congestion. He thought about going to the hospital to accompany the bed at night. Go later, maybe not Will meet Yan Jianghe.

Zhang Cong bent down and lifted the mattress. He stared at the board for a moment, and could see a bag under the bed.

Zhang Cong took off Yan Jianghe's clothes, shook for no reason, and threw them on the table.

He lay on the ground and dragged the bag out with great effort.He was delighted when he opened it. Isn't this his winter clothes?He said why he couldn't find it. It turned out that he had stuffed it under the bed last year.

Zhang Cong opened it and took a look. There were really not many left, only two sweaters, a dark gray short padded jacket, and a pair of thermal pants for inner wear.

Yo, thermal pants.

Zhang Cong stretched his trousers and flicked them, splashing ashes all over his face.

Zhang Cong: "...Fuck you."

Zhang Cong took his trousers and Tang Fuxing's disfigured padded jacket to the bathroom to wash.I don't know if the trousers are too delicate, or Zhang Cong is too cruel, anyway, Zhang Cong was drenched in laundry detergent, and just rubbed his hands, the trouser line was torn and he tore it open.

Zhang Cong: "..."

It seems that he does not have warm pants this winter.

Zhang Cong threw the thermal pants into the trash can, and subconsciously rubbed Tang Fuxing's clothes lightly.

The weather on the weekend was surprisingly good, the temperature picked up, the wind and cold subsided a lot, and the sun shone even warmer.

Zhang Cong told Tang Fuxing before that he would go to Chong Tianxia to help on weekends, so he finished his homework early in the morning, ate a couple of steamed buns on the side of the road and went.

When entering the store, Tang Fuxing's mother was mopping the floor, and Zhang Cong was greeted by barking dogs one after another.

He took a look and saw that there were three dogs in the cage, one medium-sized and two small ones, which should be foster care.

"Aunt Yu." Zhang Cong greeted briefly.

"Zhang Cong." Aunt Yu looked at him and smiled, straightened up, "Tang Fuxing is eating upstairs, have you eaten?"

"I ate." Zhang Cong said, wanting to get the mop from Aunt Yu.

"You don't need to drag it." Aunt Yu didn't give it to him, but pointed to the three dogs in the cage, "You go and call Tang Fuxing, and you two can walk the dogs behind."

"Okay." Zhang Cong agreed, and went upstairs to call Tang Fuxing.

Tang Fuxing ate pancakes in the morning and ate a handful of oil. Zhang Cong kicked his ass and drove him into the bathroom like a mule. After washing, they went to walk the dog together.

The back of the store is relatively open, and the residential area is separated by a piece of sand, which is especially suitable for walking dogs.

Zhang Cong squatted on the ground, watching the medium-sized dog raise its legs and pee against the tree roots.A snow-white one on the side was stretching its two rear legs, stretching its front two hooves forward, stretching its waist, and the other one was shaking its head.

Tang Fuxing stood opposite him, arms crossed, staring at the three beasts as well.

Zhang Cong suddenly raised his head, and asked Tang Fuxing without thinking: "Can cats be cured if they are blind?"

"Ah?" Tang Fuxing was stunned, "The cat is blind? That's not necessarily true. Some are congenital and some are acquired. It may be some kind of inflammation. Can it be cured and go to the pet hospital? My beauty salon doesn't know about this."

"Oh."

Tang Fuxing: "Why are you asking this?"

"Nothing, just ask." Zhang Cong stood up, tightened his clothes, and stomped his feet unconsciously.

He asked him to change Yan Jianghe's clothes, he really didn't want to wear Yan Jianghe's, it was annoying.It's a pity that his own is a short style, and there are no thermal pants underneath. Although the pair of jeans have no holes, they are still single-piece and chilly.

"By the way, I brought you your clothes and threw them on the sofa in the shop." Zhang Cong said.

Tang Fuxing glanced at the cotton coat on Zhang Cong: "Where did you find it?"

"under the bed."

Tang Fuxing: "..."

"Look at the dog first, and I'll turn around." Zhang Cong said and left.

Zhang Cong walked around for a long time, maybe ten minutes or so, and the dog was almost shivering from the cold.Zhang Cong didn't come back until Tang Fuxing wanted to go ahead.

"You can count back... what the hell are you doing?" Tang Fuxing saw four or five bricks in Zhang Cong's hand.

Tang Fuxing was a little nervous: "Where did you come from?"

Zhang Cong stretched out his finger: "There is a construction site over there, I will pick it up."

"What are you doing with it!" Tang Fuxing yelled suddenly, scaring the puppy next to him who was tickling with his hind legs.

Zhang Cong frowned: "What are you yelling for? My bed has collapsed, so make up the bed."

"Oh, I was scared to death." Tang Fuxing breathed a sigh of relief, "Go in, it's cold."

"Yeah." Zhang Cong narrowed his eyes, put the bricks at the back door, and prepared to pick them up when he left.

"Are there any of those big woven bags for dog food and cat food in your house that are empty or unused?" Zhang Cong asked.

"Yes, I have."

"Find me one later."

"You..." Tang Fuxing drove the three dogs into the door, and took a look with his head. His mother was cleaning the dog hair on the ground inside.

Tang Fuxing leaned in front of Zhang Cong, fearfully and cautiously said: "You don't really want to break Huang Liang's bones, do you?"

"Huh?" Zhang Cong didn't react for a while.

"If you want to tell me how much money is missing, can I discuss it with my mother and lend it to you?" Tang Fuxing said, "Don't make a big deal, it's just a small trouble. If this bone is broken, it will be a toss in the hospital..."

Zhang Cong finally remembered that he seemed to have mentioned to Tang Fuxing before that Liu Enming hired his hand to break another bone in Huang Liang.No wonder Tang Fuxing was taken aback.

Zhang Cong stretched out his hand and slapped Tang Fuxing on the back: "What are you thinking, I just use it to be useful."

Tang Fuxing looked at Zhang Cong's expression, and it seemed that there was nothing unusual. Besides, Zhang Cong probably wouldn't lie to him. If he was really going to break Huang Liang's bone, according to Zhang Cong's temperament, he should say "" It's none of your business", or just "scroll".

Tang Fuxing pursed his lips and nodded, "Okay, I'll find one for you."

"Ah."

The two of them drove the dog to the inner room together, locked the dog in a cage, and after getting food, drink and service, a visitor suddenly came.

"Welcome, you..." Zhang Cong's words got stuck in his throat.

He saw Yan Jianghe holding a snow-white poodle with one arm, one person, one dog, and four eyes staring at him without blinking.

Zhang Cong's scalp was blown by this weird situation: "You?"

Yan Jianghe came back to his senses, and smiled with the corners of his mouth hooked: "Yes, I."

Zhang Cong: "...your dog?"

Yan Jianghe Congshan said, "Yes, my dog."

How could he meet Yan Jianghe wherever he went?what happened to him.Is the world that small?

"Hey, Brother Yan." Tang Fuxing came over with a smile on his face. He stretched out his hand and rubbed Yan Laicai's dog's head, "Wash your money."

"Yeah." Yan Jianghe smiled. Today, when he caught up with him to rest, he was enslaved as a labor force.

Yan Tao was going to give a lecture at the medical school, and he had to go to see Mr. Feng when he was done. He had to pick him up by car.Ms. Zhou Pingnan was also not considerate, she thought that Yan Laicai was not fragrant enough, so early in the morning, Yan Jianghe sent Yan Laicai to take a bath after seeing off his father.

"You know each other?" Zhang Cong raised his voice in shock.

"...Yes, yes." Tang Fuxing was dumbfounded by his surprise, and said, "Brother Yan is a frequent visitor to our house. Do you know each other?"

At this time, Aunt Yu opened the door and shouted: "Hey, Xiaoyan is here, Tang Fuxing, hurry up and bring Laicai in!"

"Hey, here we come!" Tang Fuxing took Yan Laicai from Yan Jianghe's hand and walked in.

It could be seen that Yan Laicai and Tang Fuxing were quite close. When Tang Fuxing hugged him, Yan Laicai rubbed Tang Fuxing's chin around.

Zhang Cong didn't know what to say anymore. Language is really pale and thin. For example, there is no swear word to describe his mood now.

How do the people around him know Yan Jianghe?He has a feeling of being surrounded by Yan Jianghe, which feels bad.

"What's the matter?" Yan Jianghe felt funny seeing Zhang Cong's shriveled appearance, "You and the proprietress' son are classmates?"

"Yes, we are still good friends." Zhang Cong stared at him.

Yan Jianghe smiled lightly: "Oh, the fate is really wonderful."

Looking at his smiling face, Zhang Cong felt like spitting on his face.

"Are you saying it's good fortune?" Yan Jianghe finally laughed out loud. He took out a card from his pocket and threw it on the table, "I'm still a VIP member of his family."

Zhang Cong looked down, and it was true.Tang Fuxing's mother is very classy, ​​and the membership card is as stylish as the name of the store.A card with glittering gold, printed with three large characters in even more glittering gold: Pamper the World.

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