rebirth gossip

Yang Xiaoge's grandmother cooked the dishes and left. At 10:30, Zhou Hongmei sneaked back from the restaurant, and rushed back to work after the worship.The restaurant provides three meals for the employees. As long as Zhou Hongmei goes to work, she will not eat at home. The food provided by the restaurant is good, and the family can save a lot of money.At this time, Zhou Hongmei was thin, but her nutrition could keep up. She didn't have any symptoms of leukemia.

After Zhou Hongmei left, Yang Xiaoge reheated the food, and called Jiang Fengwei who was hiding in his room to eat together.Jiang Fengwei has a good appetite and can eat half a bowl more than Yang Xiaoge.

After dinner, Yang Xiaoge took Jiang Fengwei to Miao Yongqiang's house to play cards after twelve o'clock.At this point in time, the residents of Sima Lane had basically had their lunch.

There are two big camphor trees in front of the Miao family. Under the tree lies a big stone.Of course, the big stone strips can also be used as a stone table. Yang Xiaoge often sits around the stones with his partners to play cards.

"Xiaoqiang! Xiaoqiang!" Walking under the shade of the tree, Yang Xiaoge shouted towards the house on the east side of Miao's house.

"Hey! Xiaoge, I'll come down right away!" Miao Yongqiang's voice came from upstairs on the east side.

There are three brothers in the Miao family, and three rooms and two floors are also divided into three households. Miao Yongqiang's father is the eldest. The house has been moved out of the old house, and the west house is temporarily vacant.In the middle room lived Miao Yongqiang's grandparents and third uncle. In Yang Xiaoge's memory, the third Miao was a late married young man who had never been married until the demolition.

"Xiaoge looks more and more like your father."

Miao Laosan raised his orchid fingers, leaned against the middle door with a purple teapot in his hand, and squinted at Yang Xiaoge.

"Third Uncle!" Yang Xiaoge's face darkened, he didn't like to hear words that looked like Yang Guoxin.

"Is your father at home?" Miao Laosan dressed very differently in Sima Lane. In summer, he always wore white or soapy blue and large silk clothes.Those who appreciate it feel charming, while those who don't love it feel like opium ghosts.

"Not here, he's at work." Yang Xiaoge didn't want to continue the conversation with Miao Laosan, and didn't want to expose his family ugliness.

"I'm not coming back for the Hungry Ghost Festival, really, I thought I'd be able to touch it." Miao Laosan shook his long hair with a shawl.

Yang Xiaoge glanced at Miao Laosan, wondering about the friendship between Miao Laosan and Yang Guoxin. Miao Laosan was 27 and 40 years old and worked in the city opera troupe. Yang Guoxin was [-] years old and worked in a grain store.Regardless of age or work unit, the two will not mix together.In Yang Xiaoge's memory, Yang Guoxin had nothing to do with Miao Laosan.

Seeing Yang Xiaoge staring at him, the youngest Miao grinned, with dimples like his nephew on his face, stepped out of the gate, carried a teapot and walked towards the stairs on the east side, humming as he walked: "Flowers fade, flowers fly all over the sky, Hong Xiao Who will take pity on Xiang Duan..."

Yang Xiaoge trembled, and the elders sang sister Lin's funeral flowers.

The stairs for the Miao family to go upstairs are in the yard, which is shared by the three families. The third Miao went upstairs just in time to meet his nephew rushing down with three decks of playing cards, and was almost hit by the nephew.

"I'm half a kid, always in a hurry, I don't know how to be solemn!" Miao Laosan stopped humming, and knocked on the top of his nephew's head. Miao Yongqiang didn't care, he patted his head to avoid his uncle and continued to rush down.Miao Laosan did not continue to teach his nephew, but hummed the funeral flowers again and floated up the stairs. Yes, Miao Laosan felt like drifting when he walked.

"Who is this?" Miao Yongqiang rushed under the shade of the tree, stared at Jiang Fengwei and asked Yang Xiaoge. Miao Yongqiang was in the same class as Yang Xiaoge Middle School, so he didn't know Jiang Fengwei.

"My junior high school classmate Jiang Fengwei." Yang Xiaoge introduced them. "This is my little Miao Yongqiang, you can call him Xiaoqiang."

The boys of the same age got acquainted quickly. After Yang Xiaoge's introduction, Miao Yongqiang had already spoken to Jiang Fengwei in a familiar tone. "It's just right for you to come to the third mate."

"Who isn't free?" Yang Xiaoge remembered that Miao Yongqiang would make an appointment for two people.

"It's because Chilitou is not at home, Huangmao will come."

Just as he was talking, Huang Mao, who had made an appointment, came. Huang Mao lived up to his nickname, and his hair was naturally yellow.

Four small benches were brought out from Miao's house and placed next to the stone bar, and the four of them sat around and started playing poker.There are different levels of poker skills, and Yang Xiaoge has the highest level. Everyone hopes to play against him.For the sake of fairness, the opponents in each game are selected by lottery.

Jiang Fengwei got acquainted with his friends in Sima Lane, and began to talk about what happened to him today.

"The guy surnamed Wei is so bad, isn't he afraid of being arrested by the police station?" Huang Mao was a new resident who moved in a few years ago, and he was the only one here who didn't know Wei gangster.

"His father is very powerful, and he has friendship with the police station." Miao Yongqiang curled his lips, Jiang Fengwei was not the only target of Wei gangster's blackmail, because Wei gangster's father was arrogant, the parents of the injured did not dare to go to Wei's house to argue, and calling the police did not work .

Jiang Fengwei's face turned pale: "He has been following me recently, and I have been blocked by him four or five times."

"Be careful, don't let him find you." Miao Yongqiang comforted Jiang Fengwei.

The corners of Jiang Fengwei's mouth moved and he lowered his head.Wei gangster has found Jiang Fengwei's home address.If he told his parents what happened to him, Jiang Fengwei was afraid of losing his freedom, so his parents would lock him up at home.

Seeing that Jiang Fengwei was depressed, Yang Xiaoge changed the subject. "Xiaoqiang, why is your third uncle at home? Didn't he perform outside?"

Times have changed, operas have declined, and the city’s opera troupes are having a hard time. The troupe has to perform in other places to earn profits. Uncle Miao is a theater manager and a role player in the troupe, and often goes out with the troupe.

"Next month, our city will strive to become a civilized city. An inspection team from the province will come to inspect it. It is said that some leaders in the inspection team like opera, and the city has given the troupe a performance task." The opera troupe that took the task rushed back to Luhai City overnight. .

"Strive to create a civilized city." Yang Xiaoge's heart twitched slightly, remembering an old event.

Playing cards until evening, Yang Xiaoge sent Jiang Fengwei home. On the way, Yang Xiaoge mentioned Wei gangster again.

"Jiang Fengwei, I have a way to deal with those bastards who blackmailed you."

Jiang Fengwei regained his spirits, grabbed Yang Xiaoge's arm and asked anxiously, "What can you do?"

"It can make the old man surnamed Wei unlucky." Wei Hunhun is the leader, and if his father is unlucky, Wei Hunhun can't be fierce.

"Really?" Jiang Fengwei's small eyes widened.

"It depends on human effort." Yang Xiaoge seemed unpredictable.

Jiang Fengwei was skeptical. "Xiaoge, if you can make Wei bastard unlucky, I will thank you very much, well, I will treat you to McDonald's KFC every week from now on."

The only way Fatty Jiang could come up with to reward him was to treat his benefactor to a foreign fast food.

Yang Xiaoge laughed: "We are good brothers, what can we say between brothers? We will share the difficulties and share the blessings!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! We are brothers, and brothers should share difficulties and share blessings together." Jiang Fengwei is also young, and it is easier to trust people. In addition, he hates Wei gangsters so much that he has [-]% of his trust in Yang Xiaoge. Speech.

Before leaving, Jiang Fengwei happily waved goodbye to Yang Xiaoge.Yang Xiaoge looked hopeful at Jiang Fengwei who had gone away. If his memory is correct, before the National Day this year, Wei's gangster's father will have bad luck and will be arrested and sentenced to severe punishment. Therefore, the Wei family moved out of Luhai City.Yang Xiaoge pretended to be capable according to his memory, and could help Jiang Fengwei take revenge and solve the trouble of being blackmailed.

Yang Xiaoge believed that once the downfall of the Wei family came true, Jiang Fengwei, who had a relatively simple mind, would be very grateful to him, and at the same time, he would also be convinced of his classmates' abilities, so the chances of lending him the New Year's money to buy ginger would be high.

When Jiang Fengwei came home, Jiang Fengwei's mother had already arrived home from get off work and was cooking dinner in the kitchen.

"Xiaowei, where have you been? Didn't you fight with anyone today?" Mother Jiang poked her head out of the kitchen.

Jiang Fengwei went home several times, and there were traces of fighting with others. Jiang's mother was afraid that her son would not learn well and hang out with bad boys.The current social atmosphere is getting worse and worse, and children learn bad things very quickly.Jiang Fengwei's parents prefer their son to review his homework at home during the summer vacation and not to go out.

"Mom, what's the fight? I played in Sima Lane all day today, and my classmate Yang Xiaoge lives there." Jiang Fengwei touched his face, but fortunately, his face was not swollen.

"What are you playing?" Mother Jiang was still worried.

"Played three times to compete for points, and played all afternoon." Jiang Fengwei sat on the sofa impatiently and turned on the TV, intentionally turning up the volume of the TV to interfere with Jiang's mother's questioning.

"This child." Mother Jiang shook her head and retreated into the kitchen.

Not long after, Father Jiang opened the door with a briefcase. He works in a bank, and his unit is far away from home, so he arrives home later than his wife after get off work.

After Jiang's father returned home, he put the briefcase on the sofa. Jiang Fengwei turned around and called out to his father, then turned his head and continued to pay attention to the TV.

"I know watching TV, and it's the same in high school. The sponsorship fee is not in vain." Father Jiang walked into the kitchen grumbling. It would be great if his son was so focused on his studies.

"City No. [-] Middle School is very strict with the students, and the school has a good learning atmosphere. Our Xiaowei will become hardworking even if he doesn't study hard." Jiang's mother is very optimistic.

"I hope." Papa Jiang lacked confidence. "Mom called me today."

Mother Jiang turned off the range hood. "What did Mom say?"

"Mom said to remit [-] Hong Kong dollars back tomorrow."

"Thirty thousand? It's not the end of the year yet?" Mother Jiang was surprised.

"It was Mingyi who heard that Xiaowei spent [-] yuan to enter high school, so he gave our mother a year-end red envelope in advance." Father Jiang reported the situation to his wife.

"Ming Yi is really nice to our mother." Mother Jiang is very happy. Her mother-in-law takes care of her former neighbor, Aunt Hong, in Hong Kong. In addition to a generous monthly salary, there will be big red envelopes at the end of the year.The annual salary of Jiang Ma and Jiang Dad is above the middle level in Luhai City, but their combined income is only in the early [-].

Father Jiang's face was a little smug. "Aunt Hong is also inseparable from our mother. Our mother went to Hong Kong City to accompany Aunt Hong. Aunt Hong has never been ill."

Jiang's father was originally from the countryside in Jiangbei. He graduated from technical secondary school and was assigned to Luhai City. He married and started a business in Luhai City. Grandma Jiang has always lived in the country.Aunt Hong and Ming Yi are mother and son, they are adjacent to Father Jiang's hometown, and the relationship between the two families is good.

"Hey, Aunt Hong and Ming Yi have been in Hong Kong City for 14 years, and our mother has been there for eight years." Mother Jiang misses her mother-in-law a little bit, and Aunt Hong cannot leave Grandma Jiang. The number of times I came back to visit relatives was less than five times.

Aunt Hong suffered from mild schizophrenia. She and her son Yuan Mingyi went to Hong Kong City to meet their relatives in 1982 and have since settled down in Hong Kong City.Aunt Hong went to a strange place and became seriously ill.Six years later, 14-year-old Ming Yi returned to his hometown in Jiangbei accompanied by his housekeeper, and invited Grandma Jiang to Hong Kong City to take care of her mother.

"Mingyi graduated from university this year, and he will help his grandfather manage the family business. His future will be limitless." Jiang's father expressed appreciation in his tone. Yuan Mingyi studied at Harvard, a prestigious school.

"Speaking of which, Ming Yi's fate is good, and he has a billionaire grandfather." Jiang's mother envied, who knew that the posthumous son who was so poor and wore torn pants when he was a child had such a proud background?

Father Jiang glared at his wife: "If you have a good life, you have to work hard on your own. The Yuan family has a big family business, and it's also quite complicated. Ming Yi, it's also difficult in the Yuan family..." Father Jiang sighed.

Yuan Mingyi's grandfather had four wives and nine children, including six sons and three daughters.There are closer to 30 grandchildren, Mingyi is only one of them, and also the loneliest one. His father died early and his mother is mentally ill.

The Yuan family's luxurious ancestral house in Hong Kong was brightly lit. Mr. Yuan was sharing a meal with his children. The only grandson Yuan Mingyi sitting under him was Yuan Mingyi.