Years Know Long Summer

In the past few days, Sheng Lang has been much more relaxed than before.

A thunder broke out in Brother Chai's KTV: a guest died suddenly in the box immediately after drinking.

The family members came to make a fuss, and the police station checked and pulled out the radish with mud, which made Chai brother burnt out.The ponies under him also retracted their feet and shrunk their necks, and squatted honestly in the corner to pick the wall, ignoring little people like Sheng Lang.

So Sheng Lang finally didn't have to hide at home and could go out to work.

There are currently one or two leaders of Yong'an gang-related forces, Chai Ge and Zhang Xiaotian.Both groups are involved in pornography, gambling, and drugs, and both have strong business capabilities. They are both old shops passed down from father to son for decades, and it's hard to say who is worse.

Sheng Lang is a pony who belongs to Zhang Xiaotian's school.

It's not that Sheng Lang intends to mess around, but in a place like Yong'an, it's better for a child like him to have a gang to belong to than to be alone.

Sheng Lang is not small, but he is still young, and Zhang Xiaotian's people didn't ask him to do too much work.Besides helping in fights, Sheng Lang usually works as a car wash worker in Zhang Xiaotian's car repair shop, and can earn hundreds of pocket money a month to buy medicine for his grandmother.

On this day, Sheng Lang was flushing the car when he heard a thin voice calling his name.

At first, he thought it was another short-sighted little girl who came looking for him.

Although his hair hasn't grown yet, Sheng Lang has an indisputably beautiful face. His tall stature makes him look more mature than his age, and his indifferent temper is aimed at the heart of a young girl who is just in love. .

From a girl of the same age to a senior who is two or three years older than him, Sheng Lang has met several confessions this summer.

The person who had never met before suddenly ran over, confessed shyly, and looked at himself expectantly.Sheng Lang's physical and mental maturity ratios are far apart, he doesn't think this is a romantic encounter, he just finds it baffled.

So the man called him a few times, but Sheng Lang just washed his car and ignored him.

Until a stone hit Sheng Lang in the back of the head.

Sheng Lang turned his head angrily, and saw clearly that the kid pushing the bicycle outside the door was the culprit who asked him for money a while ago and caused him to be beaten up.

He was suddenly furious.

"Why is it you again?" Sheng Lang roared, "What are you doing? You want to ask me for money again?"

Lin Zhixia stared at the water gun in Sheng Lang's hand vigilantly, for fear that he would raise his hand and slap her twice.

"I didn't come to ask you for money." Lin Zhixia said, "I have something to tell you."

"Get out!" Sheng Lang said fiercely, "I have nothing to say to you!"

Lin Zhixia didn't roll away.

He leaned his bicycle against a tree by the side of the road, and approached Sheng Lang cautiously.

Seeing Sheng Lang put down the water gun and picked up the handkerchief to clean the car, Lin Zhixia strode over and quickly said, "I heard your father secretly discussing with a man that he will give you to that man to pay off the debt."

Sheng Lang turned around abruptly, the water on the handkerchief still threw Lin Zhixia's face.

Lin Zhixia flew back to the tree like a rabbit, and was about to run away pushing the bicycle.Today he didn't have glass slag to protect the formation, so he didn't dare to confront this wolf cub head-on.

"Hey, baby bottle!" Sheng Lang shouted.

What does he call me?

But Lin Zhixia still stopped.

Sheng Lang stood holding the veil tightly, his face was gloomy, he was more angry than frightened.

"What kind of man?"

Lin Zhixia gestured: "It's about this tall, about the same age as your father, well dressed. Oh, and also wears a pair of glasses, a gentleman."

Sheng Lang sneered.

"It's fine once you know." Lin Zhixia said, "I just came to remind you."

Sheng Lang said with a sullen face, "Get out!"

have to.I knew it would put a hot face on a cold butt.

Lin Zhixia rolled her eyes and left on her bicycle.

Sun Mingzhu and Wang Gaocai waited for Lin Zhixia at the corner of the intersection, and asked, "How is it? Was he shocked?"

"No response." Lin Zhixia wiped the drops of water thrown off by Sheng Lang on her face, "I think he probably knew about it earlier."

"If I had known earlier, why didn't I run quickly?" Sun Mingzhu was puzzled, "His grandmother lives in our northern district and runs a small clinic. That old woman is very fierce, Sheng Lang's father is afraid of her, but she is not in good health..."

With a lollipop in his mouth, Wang Gaocai kept nodding his head: "We call her 'Grandma Wolf'. When I was young, it was said that she would catch children to eat."

"Maybe they are prepared." Lin Zhixia said, "Anyway, if something happens in the future, you can't blame me for not reporting it."

Sheng Lang got off work in the evening and returned home with a long shadow.

Recently, because of the mine explosion at Chaige's KTV, the police station conducted a clean-up on the southern district, and everyone closed their doors to avoid the limelight.The Sheng family's small hotel couldn't open a fire because of the lack of customers.

Sheng Guangquan sat in the empty hall, beeping at the calculator, counting the little money he had scraped together.

The father and son are strangers on weekdays, and they don't speak if they can't speak.Sheng Lang didn't say hello, and walked upstairs in three steps in two steps.

"Stop." Sheng Guangquan said, "I've got some troubles at home recently, so I need to save money, so I won't open a party at night. If you have money from part-time job, you can go to your grandma's to eat. In short, you can solve it yourself."

Sheng Lang usually only eats one dinner at home, but now he even saves this meal, it seems that he plans to stop raising him completely.

The young man was noncommittal, and walked upstairs with a cold face.

Sheng Guangquan, a straight man, looked at Sheng Lang's back, but couldn't appreciate the allure.But looking at Lao Ma's ecstasy at the mention of Sheng Lang, he would rather help him pay off his debts than eat this piece of meat.Sheng Guangquan knew that this cheap son was his best chance to escape.

The sun-exposed roof was scalding to the feet, and the shed was like a stewing pot.Sheng Lang dived in and took out a small cloth bag from under the mat.

There are several long and short homemade knives in the cloth bag.

The long one is half a palm, and the short one is no more than half a finger. The handle is tied with thin cloth strips, and the blade is as sharp as a wolf's fangs.

Sheng Lang carefully selected a lot of steel from the scraps of the car repair shop, and ground it over and over again, until the blood blisters formed on his palms, and these few self-defense tools he thought were the most handy.

The longer ones can be hidden in the insole, and the shorter ones can even be attached to the belt.As long as that man touches him, he just needs to stab the knife towards his neck...

Sheng Lang recalled the X-rated movies he had seen in the video room, in which blood was sprayed, women screamed from beginning to end, and people were killed by murderers in different ways.One of the most concise and neat is to cut the throat.

The boy looked at his hands.

The joints are wide, because they are thin, like bamboo joints.The nails were trimmed extremely short, the gaps between the fingers were black, and a thick layer of calluses had already grown on the palms.

Powerful and flexible enough, although it is still immature, it can already do many things.

Should that moment come, would he be able to hold the knife steady enough to drive its sharp edge into a living artery?

Thinking of that scene, an indescribable feeling of fear or excitement ran through Sheng Lang's veins.His heart was beating violently, and he was sweating profusely. Some creature wanted to break through this piece of human skin and get out of it.

It took Sheng Lang a while to calm down, he hid the knife under the mattress, picked up a book and flipped through it.

The book looks exactly like rotten pickles, not thick.From the broken and mottled cover, only a few blurred red letters can be seen.

Minors are protected...

"It is stated in the "Law on the Protection of Minors" that anyone who does that with a child under the age of 14, no matter... ouch...whether the child is voluntary or not, is considered a crime."

The man who spoke was Zhang Maoming, a minor policeman from the Yong'an Police Station.Today he was not on duty, wearing a vest and shorts, lying on the bed in the massage shop.Lin Anwen was cracking his joints.

"Why do you ask this?" Zhang Maoming took advantage of his neck being broken, and looked up at the boy who was sitting beside him helping to rub Ai Zhu.

Lin Zhixia was fair and handsome, with black and clever cat eyes, she was a bit more lovable than girls.

Zhang Maoming was immediately alert.

"Little friend, have you encountered something wrong with adults?"

After saying this, Lin Anwen stopped.The rest of the customers in the massage shop, including the proprietress, Sister Liu, all looked at Lin Zhixia.

"Hey, it's not me!" Lin Zhixia laughed quickly, "I saw a child in an accident in the news, and I was curious about the relevant laws, so I asked my uncle."

Lin Anwen breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's fine." Zhang Maoming lay back on his stomach, "There are some bums here in Yong'an, they are not good things. Don't run around when you children are on vacation—oh, master Lin, please be gentle!"

"It's easy to break it." Lin Anwen said, "Old Zhang, you should pay more attention to your waist..."

Lin Zhixia lowered her head and continued to rub Ai Zhu, thoughtful.

It was another evening, and Sheng Lang, sweating profusely, returned from the garage to Sheng's small hotel.

The restaurant was still so empty that there were no rats stealing oil, and the kitchen was cold, and Sheng Guangquan didn't seem to have any plans to open it.

"Your grandma came over in the afternoon." Sheng Guangquan was smoking a cigarette at the back door to cool off, "She brought you something, and I put it in the freezer."

In order to save electricity, Sheng Guangquan kept the freezer at the lowest position all the time, and the cool air that came upon him when he opened the door was like the breath of a dying person.

A few apples and a bottle of fresh milk are in the freezer.

These are things that old people often bring to themselves.Especially milk.Sheng Guangquan would not buy it for his son, and only his grandmother often bought it for his grandson.

Sheng Lang carried the fruit and milk back to the shed on the roof.

The weather has been stuffy for two days, and a midsummer torrential rain is like a plane with a problem with its landing gear, unable to land for a long time.

With his back against the door, Sheng Lang carefully checked the small finger-thick knife hidden under his belt.

His nerves have been tense for several days, and he doesn't know how long he can last.

This young man has the intuition of a wild animal, and he knows that Sheng Guangquan must agree to sell himself to the old horse.

As for when the old horse will make a move, it is like this rain, which has heard the thunder, but does not know when it will fall.

Sheng Lang finished drinking the milk, washed the bottle, got up and put away the sheets that were drying on the roof.

The smell of food wafted from the neighbor's house, making Sheng Lang's stomach pound.

After Sheng Guangquan didn't include dinner, Sheng Lang actually never had dinner.

The growing boy, who was old enough to eat a whole cow, felt dizzy after starving for several days in a row.

Sheng Lang threw the packed quilt into the basket, shaking his body.

His head became more and more dizzy, and a deep sense of tiredness surged up.The sun had not yet set on the horizon, yet he was too sleepy to keep his eyes open.

Sheng Lang supported the wall, walked slowly back into the shed, his feet went limp, and he fell towards the mattress.