The husband of a financial tycoon

Shen Xiuzhu happily took the coins, and went downstairs. Zhou Xuejun heard the sound of footsteps going away, sighed with a smile, picked up the brush and started writing again.

The popsicles worth 1 cents a piece are actually frozen in sugar water. If you suck the popsicles hard, only transparent ice cubes are left, but children don’t care. Cold ice cubes are better than rice in summer.Shen Xiuzhu bit the popsicle, and greedily bought an extra 2 cents a pack of instant noodles, put the leftover corners in his pants pocket, and walked back to the alley with the popsicle in one hand and the instant noodles in the other.

There was a huge old locust tree at the corner of the alley, and there were four or five and a half children squatting beside the tree. The largest was a head taller than the 1.6-meter Shen Xiuzhu, and the youngest was a head shorter. Shen Xiuzhu walked over nervously.

"Hey... idiot, hand over the remaining money!" A gangster shouted at Shen Xiuzhu, he was wearing a sleeveless T-shirt, tight trousers, a typical outfit in young and Dangerous movies.

Shen Xiuzhu recognized this person. He was blocked by a person before, but he ran away. At this time, Shen Xiuzhu followed the same pattern and rushed into the alley.But this time he was not so lucky, two older teenagers stopped him directly, and the talking gangster came and searched his pockets. It was only 2 cents, and each person could have a bottle of soda.

The most important thing is that they completed the handsome robbery in the movie. The big brother who took the lead confiscated the money and instant noodles, and looked at the ponytailed fool with a malicious smile.An old man moved into the alley to live with his grandson, harmless. He heard that the little fool's grandfather once led him and chatted with his parents. He said he was a grandson. He was a little curious. Is it really a boy?

"I want to see today. Are you a boy or a girl? With such long hair, you still call yourself a grandson? Pooh..." The leader gave an order, and the three older children covered the idiot's mouth and dragged him into the tree. back.

Zhuang Xing frowned and walked on Xingfu Street. On a hot day, he came to deliver a letter to his grandfather.Grandpa moved back to Xingfu Street and Lane this year, and he didn't have time to inform his old comrades of the new address, so the letter was still sent to his home.

Looking at the house number, it was almost time to arrive. From a distance, he saw a few teenagers surrounded by an old locust tree. He passed by counting the house number, and heard someone calling for help from the group of children, and the voice was somewhat familiar.

"Grandpa! Help!!! Ah... um..." Shen Xiuzhu kicked his legs, but the four children had eight hands, and he was wearing elastic waistbands, and soon the shorts and panties were pulled off...

Zhuang Xing listened to the call for help and walked over in two or three steps. When he pushed through the crowd, he saw the little girl who happened to be on the boat. The little boy's face was flushed with suffocation, as if he was about to faint, and the older child who was covering the little boy's mouth and nose didn't know that he had taken away the oxygen of his life.

Zhuang Xing pulled and tugged with his powerful hands, throwing away a few unscrupulous boys, and cursed fiercely: "Hurry up, don't wait for me to do it!"

The gangsters saw that the 1.8-meter-tall man kicked his long legs, and their boss fell to the ground in great pain, so they hurriedly helped the boss up and dispersed.

Zhuang Xing lifted up his pants for the little face paralyzed, patted the back lightly to comfort the child, and asked, "I drove them away, brother gave you yogurt, remember brother?"

Shen Xiuzhu coughed twice and breathed violently. He was almost suffocated just now. When the environment became safe, his eyes focused on Zhuang Xing's face. He knew this tall man, "Brother..."

Zhuang Xing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You live near here? Will my brother take you back?"

Shen Xiuzhu clutched his pants tightly with both hands, for fear of being ripped off again, he looked around, the little popsicle had already melted on the ground, and the instant noodles were being thrown in the corner, Zhuang Xing followed his gaze, dumbfounded Go pick it up and hand it to him, the little face paralyzed took the instant noodles, and started to walk home, Zhuang Xing followed unhurriedly.

Tears were streaming down, Shen Xiuzhu was so sad that he couldn't help himself, he was a little brother, but he was stripped of his pants by a few little guys, no one would welcome him through the door, no... until he entered After entering the iron gate, Shen Xiuzhu hiccupped from crying.

Zhuang Xing couldn't understand the little boy's sadness, so he couldn't persuade him. He watched Xiao Mian paralyzed into the compound, and then started to go to his grandfather's house. He looked up to see the house number. Coincidentally, Xiao Mian paralyzed behind his grandpa's house.

The child went out happily, but returned home with tears all over his face. He saw his grandson crying at the window on the second floor. He hurriedly packed up the pens and papers, and hurried downstairs, "Little Zhuzi? Why are you crying? Where are you?" Painful Grandpa, take a look."

"Grandpa... woo... They... um, took off my pants!" Shen Xiuzhu cried so hard that he instinctively complained to his closest grandpa.

Zhou Xuejun took the child's exposed limbs and looked at them. There was no sign of injury. He felt relieved, and in order to take care of his silly little grandson, he still comforted him: "It's okay, little Zhuzi, we are boys, so we are boys. It's okay. But you eat well in the future, and when you grow tall and strong, if someone touches you, you beat him and make them all cry. Grandpa will help you, okay?"

The tall and tall Zhuang Xing's body popped into Shen Xiuzhu's mind, and his elder brother grabbed the bad guy by his collar and threw it out. He said, "Okay!" Grandpa rubbed his head with his dry and warm hands, and then took an ice cold Wipe his face with a wet towel, Shen Xiuzhu stopped crying, but still twitched his mouth from time to time, how pitiful.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the air was still steaming, and Zhou Xuejun took his grandson to visit.Mr. Zhuang was very happy to see his old classmate coming. He walked into the room welcoming him, and seeing his little grandson's eyes red and looking aggrieved, he coaxed, "Why is Xiao Zhuzi crying? Tell Grandpa Zhuang, grandpa treats the bad boy who bullied you. The guy gets a beating."

Shen Xiuzhu didn't cry anymore, he was greedy for the air conditioner in Grandpa Zhuang's house, the air was so cool, he sat on the sofa and shook his head, pursed his mouth and didn't speak.Mr. Zhuang said to his adjutant, Old Xu, "Old Xu, call Zhuang Xing down and let him take his younger brother to the backyard to pick mangoes. The half-baby will sleep when he is on vacation."

Zhuang Xing was woken up during his lunch break, and went downstairs impatiently, and saw Bai Shengsheng's ponytailed little boy sitting in the living room of his grandfather's house, and when he heard the movement, he looked towards him, his eyes, which had been washed by tears, were exceptionally bright, By the way, Zhuang Xing's restlessness was also washed away.

Zhuang Xing went to the kitchen to get two Northeast ice creams. Shen Xiuzhu thanked him softly. He took the ice creams and started to eat them. Mr. Zhuang and Zhou Xuejun had already started playing chess. Old Xu turned on the TV for the two children and was broadcasting In the "Living Buddha of Jigong", which was just released this year, Teacher You Benchang vividly played the image of Jigong as a beggar.

Zhuang Xing finished the ice cream in two bites, and went to take the tea mug to wash away the sweet taste in his mouth. Shen Xiuzhu also finished eating the ice cream at this time. He can't watch costume dramas. That's where he grew up. These are all fake. not like this.He threw away the ice cream stick, turned his head to look at his grandpa who was playing chess seriously, and Uncle Xu stood by to refill tea for the grandpas.

So Shen Xiuzhu put his eyes on Zhuang Xing, Zhuang Xing put down the tea mug, raised his eyebrows and looked at the little face paralyzed, why staring at himself?

Shen Xiuzhu leaned over slightly and said, "Brother, grandpa told me to pick mangoes."

Picking mangoes?Zhuang Xing frowned. On a hot day, there is an air-conditioned room, why not go outside to bask in the sun and climb trees?Seeing his frown, the little face palsied, pursed his lips nervously, and unconsciously clasped the corner of the sofa with one hand, Zhuang Xing sighed, "Let's go, go pick mangoes."

Shen Xiuzhu stood up and followed the tall man to the backyard. Grandma Zhuang not only planted a big mango tree in the backyard, but also set up a grape trellis in the corner and planted small tomatoes. This is Grandma Zhuang's treasure yard.At the end of summer, the ripe mangoes are sweet, and the yard is filled with the aroma of mangoes. The hanging branches and leaves are empty, and only the branches hanging from the top of the tree are full of ripe mangoes. They are exposed to the sun. , the fragrance is very attractive under the full photosynthesis.

Shen Xiuzhu clicked his mouth, and Zhuang Xing went up the tree with long hands and feet and picked two orange-red mangoes. Shen Xiuzhu hugged the two huge mangoes and sniffed them with his nose. They were full of sweetness!There are many more on the tree, he said honestly: "Brother, if you don't pick them off, they will rot."

It’s already August, and the top is the fresh mango left by Grandma Zhuang for him. It’s true that the mangoes ripen in July, but the weather is too hot. Soda."

Shen Xiuzhu watched the two big mangoes follow Zhuang Xing into the house, and Zhuang Xing handed him a bottle of orange-flavored soda, which was cool and delicious.After careful cultivation by Grandma Zhuang, the mango is almost as big as the palm of an adult man. Zhuang Xing watched the huge mango being eaten into the stomach by the small face, and the flat belly under the white cotton T. I really don’t know what to pretend up.

But it could be seen that this little man with a paralyzed face loved eating mangoes, Shen Xiuzhu was content to drink the orange soda, and heard Zhuang Xing say, "Little Zhuzi? What's your name?"

"Shen Xiuzhu." The sky is cold and the green sleeves are thin, and the sun is leaning on Xiuzhu.

"Come on, little bamboo, let's go, I'll pick mangoes for you."

Under the sun at 5 o'clock, Zhuang Xing was sweating profusely. Under the command of Xiaozhuzi, he squeezed the mango tree clean without any fruit left. Holding a basket of mangoes, Zhuang Xing put it on the sofa where Xiaozhuzi was sitting. By the way, he went up to the second floor and went back to his room to take a cold shower. When he came downstairs refreshed, there were already several mango pits in the trash can, and Xiao Zhuzi was still gnawing on a huge mango...

Zhuang Xing couldn't help reaching out to touch Xiao Zhuzi's belly, it was a little bulging, and let him eat it without eating dinner, "This is the last one, I'll eat the rest tomorrow, I'll put it in the refrigerator for you. "

The corners of Shen Xiuzhu's mouth had been dyed a light layer of yellow by the mango, he nodded and agreed: "Okay." Grandma told him to be well-behaved, and adults don't like disobedient children.

Zhuang Xing thought of Shen Xiuzhu's 1.6-meter stature, and shed tears coquettishly when his peers took off his pants, so he changed the TV station and played "Journey to the West" for him, hoping that he would be like a boy.Sure enough, Shen Xiuzhu was very attracted by gods, ghosts and ghosts, and he stopped being greedy and started watching the TV series seriously.

It wasn't until the dealer set fire to make dinner that Zhou Xuejun led his grandson back home and promised that Mr. Zhuang would come to play chess early tomorrow.