Years Know Long Summer

Sure enough, as Lin Zhixia expected, the next few days passed peacefully.

Brother Chai's people filled the streets and blocked Sheng Lang, like a dog chasing out a mouse, Sheng Lang would be safest only if he hid in his own home.

Sheng Lang's cheap son is a useful long-term worker for Sheng Guangquan.

Sheng Lang is not very old, but he is not small.He can take care of most of the work in the small hotel, from changing sheets, cleaning, to delivering food in the waiter.

Every day at sunset, the night hides all the chaos and embarrassment.The neon signs in the South District are lit up successively, decorating this psoriasis-like community into a colorful small city.

The first floor of Shengjia Hotel is a restaurant. Sheng Guangquan is a chef in charge, but he can cook home-cooked dishes well.

Full of warmth and lust, and full of wine and food, the guests went upstairs to the land of ecstasy together with their confidante.

Sheng Lang had already practiced the ability to move freely in the lobby with a plate of four or five dishes in one hand.

"Hey, this little brother has green eyes!" A customer noticed that Sheng Lang was different, "Come on, young man, let us have a look."

Sheng Lang expressionlessly cleaned up the dishes on the next table.

Sheng Guangquan coughed heavily in the kitchen.

Only then did Sheng Lang drop what he was doing and walked over.

The guests at the second table were all drunk, a man grabbed Sheng Lang's collar and forced him to bend down.

"It's really green, like glass beads!" Everyone at the table laughed.

"Is your mother a foreigner, or your father?" the guest asked, "How old are you?"

Sheng Lang remained silent.

"Can't understand Chinese?" The man teased him even more vigorously, "Don't you only speak English? Say something to listen?"

Sheng Lang's eyeballs rolled, and under the shadows they showed a gloomy dark green.

The guest was so drunk that his eyes were dim, and he took out a 50 yuan bill without realizing it.

"Come on, little bastard, say something in English for my buddies, and I'll give you this."

The guests at the same table patted the table and booed.

Seeing the banknotes, Sheng Lang's expression suddenly changed, and he laughed with the corners of his mouth pulled.

"Hello," he said, "Yousonofabitch." (You son of a bitch.)

The guests swayed from side to side with laughter.Sheng Lang learned these words from foreign movies, and the guests obviously couldn't understand them.

"He said it! He really only understands English! I said boss, where did you find such a foreign running hall?"

Sheng Guangquan remained silent in the kitchen.

The guest stuffed the 50 yuan into Sheng Lang's hand, patted his face, "Take it, kid, study hard."

Sheng Lang entered the kitchen, and Sheng Guangquan pointed at a bowl of soup with a spoon: "Bring it to table No. [-]. Work honestly, don't show face to me."

Sheng Lang walked to a corner where no one was around, spit thick phlegm into the soup, and then walked towards the table of guests with a soup bowl in his face indifferently.

It was late at night, and the guests moved upstairs from the restaurant.

Sheng Lang finished cleaning, and sat greasy on the stairs in the lobby.

Waves of indecent voices came from upstairs, but Sheng Lang ignored them and rubbed safflower oil on the bruises on his body.

The pungent smell of the medicinal oil made the boy's eyes wet.

"Yo, what's the matter?"

A middle-aged man walked in.White short-sleeved shirt, black trousers, rimless glasses, bangs drooping greasyly on his forehead.

Sheng Lang raised his head and narrowed his eyes guardedly.

"Xiao Lang, you got hit by your dad again?" The man sat next to Sheng Lang with a concerned face, "Oh, why is your dad always so ruthless? You still have to participate in the swimming team training, it's not good if you get hurt Going into the water. Why, are you still crying?"

The man reached out and touched Sheng Lang's face.

Sheng Lang leaned back abruptly, avoiding the man's hand, his eyes were like cold emerald beads, staring at the man warily.

"Hey." The man sneered, "You are so stubborn, kid. Uncle really cares about you. By the way—"

The man took out a box from his bag, "Uncle came back from a business trip in Shanghai and bought you a gift. Nike swimming goggles, famous brand. Do you like it?"

Sheng Lang hesitated, took the box, opened it and looked through it.

Under the dim light, the boy's profile is as handsome as a beautiful boy in an oil painting. The bridge of the nose and chin are curved gracefully and smoothly, with deep eye sockets and thick, long and curly eyelashes. When the eyelids blink, they resemble the wings of a butterfly.

And those lips, why are they so rosy and plump, even if there are bruises at the corners of the mouth, they look tempting to kiss.

At the age of 13, he has just started to develop, and he has not yet grown a beard and an obvious Adam's apple. The little boy is the most beautiful at this age...

The man approached subconsciously, took a deep breath, and searched for the boy's refreshing breath in the oily smoke and sweat.

Sheng Lang stood up abruptly, staring at the man condescendingly, his tall and thin body was able to block out a lot of lights.

"Thank you, Uncle Ma. I'll call my dad down."

After receiving the gift, the person ran away without looking back.

The man sat on the stairs, still thinking, with a trance smile on his face.

Sheng Guangquan came downstairs, and seeing the old horse's radiant face, he felt disgusted.

In a place like Yong'an Southern District, scumbags run around everywhere, and Sheng Guangquan has never seen anything.But Lao Ma likes to play with little boys like this, he is something that even scumbags look down on.

"Why did you come today?" Sheng Guangquan was annoyed, "The money was agreed to be paid back at the beginning of next month."

"I'm not here to collect debts." Lao Ma got up and smiled, "Didn't you say you wanted to copy unfinished houses last time? I brought a friend here this time. He is from the City Planning Bureau, and the city's future planning He knows best about construction."

Sheng Guangquan was moved, "Where is the person?"

"It's in the mahjong parlor opposite."

"It's mahjong again." Sheng Guangquan waved his hand, "You want to coax me to lose money again."

"Hey, how can you not go to the poker table when you are talking about business?" The old horse put on a serious face, "You don't lose some money to him, why should he tell you the inside information? Anyway, I found someone for you, whether to go or not, You can figure it out yourself?"

After saying that, he turned his head and walked outside.

Sheng Guangquan rubbed his hands and stomped his feet: "Hey wait for me, I'll go change into clean clothes first!"

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of July, and Fengshi entered midsummer.

The Lin family's room on the top floor was scorched like a steamer, and it was really not suitable for humans to stay for a long time during the day.

There is air conditioning in the massage shop, Lin Zhixia sent Lin Anwen to work, took the test papers there, and helped free of charge in the shop while studying.

People always have more compassion for children who study hard. The proprietress, Sister Liu, generously accepted Lin Zhixia's behavior of using the air conditioner.

Next door to the massage shop is a small Internet cafe, where Lin Zhixia received errand business, helping customers buy cigarettes and meals, and earn some tips.

At the end of the month, Lin Zhixia got his milk delivery money, a total of 500 yuan.Including the tip for running errands, there are more than 600 yuan!

This is already a huge sum of money for a poor 12-year-old kid.

Lin Zhixia saved most of the money and spent 30 yuan to buy a semi-new second-hand bicycle from Sun Mingzhu's cousin.

From then on, when Lin Zhixia had nothing to do, she and Sun Mingzhu rode bicycles, speeding and playing on the cobweb-like streets of Yong'an.

In the evening, I spent [-] cents to buy a popsicle, sat on the roof of the building by the river, and looked at the tall buildings in the new city on the other side.

The setting sun reduced the tall buildings and cranes into black silhouettes.That silhouette is full of mystery and infinite temptation to Yong'an's children.

"You said, those people live in such a tall building, and if they open the windows and look down, they won't get dizzy?"

"You can't afford it if you want to live there." The companion mocked, "My dad said that if we sell our house in Yong'an, it will only be enough to buy a toilet in the new urban area."

"The houses in Xincheng are very big." Sun Mingzhu said, "My mother said that the house where she worked as a nanny had a whole room for clothes, and that room was bigger than my living room. The wife in that house had a whole cabinet just for high heels. Let's pretend!"

"Is that aunt an octopus? How many legs has it grown?"

The children laughed and pushed each other.

"I'll be able to live in the new urban area in a few years!" The man who spoke was a little fat man, snotting his nose while licking a popsicle. Others looked disgusted, but he ate it with relish.

"My mother said that when I graduate from junior high school, I will learn how to cook with my second uncle. My second uncle is in a big hotel in Xincheng District, specializing in cooking Western food for foreigners. What kind of steak, pizza, how much I want to eat then You can eat as much as you want!"

This little fat man is the son of Sister Liu from the massage shop. He has a famous name, Wang Gaocai.

Wang Gaocai is very sorry for his parents' high expectations, and his IQ is very worrying.He passed three of the eight subjects, and Sister Liu was about to burn incense and kowtow to her ex-husband who died early.

Ordinary people don't force their children to go to university, they just graduate from junior high school and send them to learn a craft. The key is to be able to support themselves.

"Xiaoxia will definitely be able to live in a big house and drive a luxury car in the new urban area in the future." Sun Mingzhu nudged Lin Zhixia with his elbow, "With Xiaoxia's grades, she will be able to study abroad in the future. Cao Fenghuang wants a cow!"

"Who knows what will happen in the future." Lin Zhixia said, "Haven't you learned all the stories about hurting Zhongyong? You are smart now, but you may not be sure in the future. I'll finish middle school first."

This child likes to bite on popsicles. There is a large piece of ice in his mouth, his cheeks are bulging, and his small mouth is red and moist from the cold, like strawberry jelly.

"You are the smartest person I have ever met when I grew up." Sun Mingzhu looked at Lin Zhixia with genuine admiration and reverence in his eyes, "You are the only one who can write all the big questions at the end of the summer homework. And about Sheng Lang, you're the only one who can fix him. Haha, by the way, something happened to Sheng Lang's family!"

Lin Zhixia gnawed on another large piece of ice and blinked.

"His father owed a huge amount of money for playing mahjong, and he couldn't pay it. The debtors have been knocking on his door for several days." Sun Mingzhu said, "I heard from my second aunt that his father owed hundreds of thousands! Okay! Scary."

Lin Zhixia swallowed the melted sweet water, and asked, "Isn't his family quite rich, why didn't they pay?"

"His father is a bad gambler, even opening a bank is not enough for him to lose." Sun Mingzhu finished eating the popsicles, then took out a pack of spiced melon seeds and started to eat, "My grandma is right, people in the southern district are Not as hard-working and steadfast as our North District."

Two days later, Lin Zhixia ran errands for a customer in the Internet cafe, and went to a long-established braised meat shop in the southern district to buy sweet-skinned duck.

The pot of lo mei in the small shop just came out in the afternoon, and there were a dozen customers lined up at the door.

Lin Zhixia was moving slowly with the team when he saw Sheng Guangquan sitting with a man dressed in white collar under the eaves of the mahjong parlor next door with his head drooping.

Lin Zhixia politely changed places with the old lady who was behind him, and stood next to the corner, listening to the old man's praise with one ear, and listening to Sheng Guangquan's conversation with the other.

"I have already paid back all that I can...the last 20...Lao Ma, we have been friends for so many years, please give me some time..."

The man with the glasses sighed: "Old Sheng, it's not me urging you, it's Brother Yang who wants to get the money back. If I didn't try to persuade you, it would not be me who came to collect the debt, but those pony boys under Brother Yang. I don't know what means they have, anyway, it's impossible to talk to you like me, right?"

"But I really can't get it out..." Sheng Guangquan rubbed his hands, like a piece of fat on the fire, sweating all over his body, "I'll give you all the money I saved, even the old woman's small coffers." Pick it up for me. I can’t sweep out three catties of broken iron in my hotel, and those women are not mine..."

"You still have a son." The man with glasses adjusted his glasses.

The man is nervous.Lin Zhixia said intuitively.

Sheng Guangquan stared straight at the old horse without saying a word.

The old horse simply opened the skylight and said with a smile: "I treat Xiao Lang like my own son, and I want to take care of him and train him. He only needs to be with me for a year or two. For you, you don't have to keep this cheap man anymore." Son. Isn't this a two-fold thing?"

Sheng Guangquan thought he was nothing, but he never thought that he would sell his son to pay off the debt one day.

Even if the son is not his own, he is still a half-grown child after all.But if this is not the case, the 20 yuan in interest will increase day by day. With Brother Yang's method, it is difficult to guarantee that his small hotel will not be swallowed up.

At that time, let alone raising a son, he will not be able to support himself!

"Ma Fusheng, you are not a thing!" Sheng Guangquan lowered his voice, "Why raise my son for me, you just want to play with my son!"

After being scolded like this, the old horse felt more confident.

"I'm not a thing, you are willing to nod, what are you?" He took a sip of tea, "Old Sheng, everyone is just begging for a living, if you don't treat yourself as a beast, you can't survive on this earth How do you know that Xiao Lang is not willing? I can send him to school, don't beat him, and buy him gifts. He will enjoy more happiness with me than with you. I'm afraid he won't leave when the time comes .”

A long string of unsavory swear words came out of Sheng Guangquan's mouth.

But after scolding for a long time, he didn't clearly refuse.

Mom laughed more and more.

Lin Zhixia bought the roast duck, took a deep look at the man with glasses, and then left on her bicycle.