Lucky Records

The person who came in was Xiaoxia.

Seeing his idol Seventh Brother being pressed against the wall and kissed by a man, he was stunned for a moment and felt a little overwhelmed.

But before he could react, the next second, the person holding Brother Seven was blocked and pushed by Brother Seven, and fell to the ground.

"Fuck your mother!" Song Lan yelled.

Just now he only wanted to kiss each other, and he didn't focus on leaning on Lu Xiang's body. Now he pushes hard to block him, and he fell like a dog eating shit because he couldn't stand on his feet. He was originally playing tricks on others Emotions had evaporated, leaving only confusion and obvious irritation.

Lu Xiang winked at Xiao Xia, and Xiao Xia came to lift Song Lan, seeing that everyone was about to get up, unexpectedly, when Lu Xiang turned his foot, the ashtray placed under the hand dryer turned over completely, what a coincidence Sprinkled Song Lan's nose again.

"You fucking did it on purpose. There's something wrong with your brain. Damn, you're a thousand-killer. Are your brains flooded or your legs are itchy!" Song Lan yelled as she spat the soot on her face. Shanghainese is mixed with Mandarin, so you can come and go as you please.

The sound of the road was really not intentional, because when Song Lan was pressing it, his body touched the thing, so the pot was already hanging on the edge, and it was God's will to turn it down, Song Lan was unlucky.

He had already gone to pull out a tissue and thought about handing it to this kid, but when Song Lan scolded him for being unscrupulous, he immediately retracted his hand, patted the cigarette ash that was on his trouser leg at the same time, and said, "I don't have a brain It's true that the legs are itchy after entering the water." While talking, he nodded with the head of the leather shoe.

Song Lan knew that action was ready to go.He used to do this when he had to use his legs to exert strength when playing football or fighting. Now that Lu Xiang's leather shoes are facing his face, if that kick comes up, the consequences will be disastrous.

With a jerk, he immediately broke free from Xiao Xia and stood up.After sweeping the soot on his lips with his thumb, he narrowed his eyes and said to Lu Xiang, "I think it's itchy, are you..." He didn't continue to say the following words, because after Lu Xiang returned his eyes, , even ignored it, and left directly.

This is the third time that Song Lan's face has been completely trampled on in front of Lu Xiang.It was also the first time for him to really take Lu Xiang into his heart.

What he said before, "I will never let you go" was purely just talking, and the elements of anger accounted for the vast majority.Except for the few thousand yuan that he really felt sorry for and the fact that he was unlucky, he really forgot about it afterwards, not because he was big-hearted, but because he deliberately didn't like to remember those things.

Because the environment in which he grew up was too harsh, if he wanted to remember a lifelong grudge against others, he would not be able to remember it in his head.

But this time was different, he began to keep this person in his heart, seriously thinking about how he would fight next time he fought with him, and seriously vowed that he would embarrass him in the future.

Xiao Xia looked at the door closed by Seventh Brother, then at Song Lan who was gnashing his teeth, and said, "Don't talk nonsense for a while, or be careful of your life." Then she followed and walked out.

Song Lan spat, stared at Xiao Xia's back viciously, and then went to the sink to tidy herself up.

Although the bathroom floor has been wiped by waiters, it is not very clean. He just lay down straight and accidentally rubbed his cheek on the floor. Looking at it in the mirror now, he thought it was something dirty. After putting it on my face, I wiped it for a long time before I realized that the skin was broken.

This time, the old and new grudges piled up even more. After cleaning himself up quickly, he thought about going back to the private room and revealing the shameful things about the grandson.

Unexpectedly, when he reached the door of the private room, Brother Xun was already standing outside waiting for him.

"Why don't you go in?" He put away his aggressive look, pretended to greet Brother Xun as if nothing had happened, and was about to push the door, when Brother Xun held his arm and walked into the corridor.

"What's wrong?" Song Lan asked while being dragged away.

Brother Xun let go of his hand until he reached the door of the meal, and turned to look at him.

"Did you offend Mr. Lu?"

"Mr. Lu, that grandson provoked me! Look, my skin is gone and I'm disfigured! I'm as hurt as he is!"

"If you obey me obediently and don't provoke him, can he make you like this?"

"It's really not my choice. I just asked him why he didn't know us, and he got angry."

"..."

Brother Xun was a little speechless, not knowing how to continue that topic.

In fact, Song Lan followed him during this period of time, and he knew this kid's temper to some extent, he would take the soft but not the tough.If the opponent is more stubborn than him, he can jump on the branch with one foot.This is a character defect that needs to be corrected, especially when entering society, and especially if they are in their line of work.But change it slowly, otherwise it will be self-defeating, and maybe if you insist, you will do many irreversible stupid things.

"Okay, go to my house first, and help you deal with your face. You will have to rely on your face for food in the future. It's not good if it's broken."

"It's okay, I'll just go back and apply some medicine. Brother Xun..."

"Ok?"

"What did the grandson say when he went back just now? Why did you stop me at the door?"

It's really unpleasant not to ask clearly, Song Lan didn't hide the words, and said it directly.

Brother Xun sighed, it turned out that what he had said for a long time was in vain, but it was so true.

He really didn't know how to continue persuading him. Seeing his firm face, he could only tell him the truth:

"He said that the bathroom floor was slippery and you fell down because you didn't stand upright. Let me come out to see you and ask you to go to the hospital for an examination."

"Fuck~ the floor isn't slippery at all, he made it! This grandson... is so prudish!"

Brother Xun was afraid that he would stay here for a while and he would not be able to turn his head to beat someone up, so he dragged him into the car he had called, and did not say to him earnestly until he was delivered to his door:

"Song Lan, you call me brother, and I recognize you as a younger brother. Don't think I'm long-winded when I say something. Sometimes we have to adapt to the environment and know where we are. Do what should be done and say what is appropriate. The society may be really dark, but only by finding the rules can you not be so at a loss. You are very kind, kind, and loyal, but sometimes you have to change your temper and learn to be more patient. You see It will be different from what you get."

He talked for a long time, but Song Lan didn't listen much, because Brother Xun's expression was too serious, so he couldn't hold back his smile.Afraid that he would continue to babble, he went up and hugged him, and acted like a child to him,

"Oh, that's fine. My teeth are sore from what you said. I won't go to him anymore. Don't worry, I'm going to sleep now. I'm so fucking sleepy."

Brother Xun patted him on the back, and told him some taboos on eating after breaking his skin before leaving.

That night Song Lan had another strange dream, this time he clearly saw the face of the person in the dream, it was Lu Xiang.

He dreamed that he rode on Lu Xiang and beat Lu Xiang hard, and also dreamed that Lu Xiang was beaten up and cried by him, hugging his thigh and begging him to let him go, not to mention how wronged and scared he was.

This dream was so beautiful to Song Lan that he slept the whole night.

When I woke up early the next morning, I was awakened by the noise of the crowd outside the door.

He rubbed his eyes, crawled out of the bed, put on a coat and went out.

A large group of people gathered outside the door, and Song Lan saw that they were all neighbors, and some familiar faces from the neighborhood committee.

Someone saw Song Lan coming, and said at the top of his voice, "Xiao Song, Xiao Song, your house is about to be demolished."

Song Lan scratched her hair, didn't come to her senses, her mind turned a little slowly, "Why should I dismantle it or not?"

"Demolition! Your house is also within the scope of demolition."

"Oh, this is pretty good. Lao Song can live in a new house when he comes out. Song Lan, has the name of the head of the household changed in your household registration book? We may have to talk in a few days! Remember to tell the demolition team that you want Separate from your father and let them give you two sets!"

"Yes, at this time, if you don't need a little more, you will be the pig-headed three."

"Hey, get rich, get rich! Song Lan, after Lao Song comes out, he can finally live a good life."

Several people chatted there for a long time, before Song Lan understood that it was about demolition.He has no idea, and he doesn't know what they mean by getting rich.But there is one thing he knows. There is a saying in Shanghai that "the poor rely on demolition to survive".

In this way, when his father is released from prison in the future, the pressure may not be as great as he thought.

In order to make sure it was correct, he squeezed over to several aunts of the neighborhood committee and asked them cautiously, "Auntie, will our house be demolished?"

Several members of the neighborhood committee knew him, and when they saw him coming, they pointed at the form and said to him, "Xiao Song, your house will also be demolished."

At noon, Song Lan went to Shi Qing's home. Shi Qing was on the night shift at night and was still sleeping at the moment. Shi Qing's mother saw that it was Song Lan who asked him to go into the house by himself.

After Song Lan went in, he sat down beside Shi Qing's bed, and stretched his hand under the quilt. Shi Qing jumped up and sat up when he was cold, rubbed his eyes and saw Song Lan smiled, and asked him: "Brother Lan, You are in spring, you smile so flirtatiously."

Song Lan didn't get angry, and told him what was happy in her heart: "Our house is going to be demolished, and my father's money may be settled as soon as possible."

When Shi Qing heard this, he lay down again, shrunk back into the quilt, only showing his head, and then said with a smile, "Yes, I came to notify yesterday, and our house is also demolished. I still want to talk to you Speaking of which, I can help you make up for the lack of cash at that time, my father and my mother are very ruthless this time, and plan to divorce in a few days. Our family should be able to divide into three sets. "

The residents of Dongjiadu who are going to be demolished are very happy. They have been looking forward to it for more than ten years and missed several major urban renovations. This time it is finally their turn, but they don't know yet that the demolition will use the New Deal.

Song Lan even asked for leave from the Royal Horse Club, planning to go to Anqing again and change the name of the head of the household.

When he left, he didn't know that a group of hooligans came to Ju's house and forced them to sign with a stack of documents.