There is a price to be paid for cheating food and drinking

When Feng Jiayang knocked a third time, he had already confirmed that there was no one in the house.Leaning against the wall, he fidgetily took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, took two puffs skillfully, and then exited the corridor.

The weather is hot, and the dark and dirty corridor entrance has become a ventilated summer resort.Feng Jiayang didn't dislike it, and sat down on the short stone steps, intending to finish smoking the cigarette in his hand, and then go to the canteen to inquire.

Feng Jiayang was wearing gray half-sleeves and black overalls, and a black scorpion tattoo could be vaguely seen on his half-exposed ankle.The aunt who happened to pass by Tongzilou couldn't help but look at him with a strange look. Anyone would associate him with the word "bad boy".

"Is that the grandson of the old Feng family?"

"Don't tell me you're right, you're already smoking at a young age."

"Whether there are mothers or not mothers?"

Since Feng Jiayang was born here, he has long been used to hearing the sarcastic remarks from his neighbors, but this does not mean that he can pretend that he did not hear them.He stood up and threw the cigarette butt in his hand at the tongue-twisting aunt, gave them a couple of "pooh" before turning and leaving.

Feng Jiayang walked quickly, but he still vaguely heard the voice behind him.

"You see, what kind of quality is it? It's the same virtue as his dead father."

"Okay, don't be angry with him. If you see him go away in the future, it's bad luck to be next to such a person."

Feng Jiayang walked into the canteen in twos and threes. The shop was small but well-stocked.The old-fashioned fan creaked. The fan was facing behind the counter, and an old man in a vest was half lying down, sleeping soundly.

Feng Jiayang poked the uncle's arm with his hand, and asked tentatively, "Uncle Zhang?"

The shopkeeper called Uncle Zhang opened his eyes in a daze, and after seeing the person clearly, he said joyfully, "Xiao Feng, when did you come?"

"Just here." Feng Jiayang asked again: "Master, do you know where my grandma is?"

"Is your grandma not at home?" Uncle Zhang straightened his upper body and thought about it carefully: "Maybe I'm going to play mahjong again in the brigade."

Play majiang? ?Feng Jiayang thanked Uncle Zhang, and then walked towards the courtyard of the brigade.

As Uncle Zhang said, the old lady was sitting in the shade of a tree with her back to him, poking mahjong in her hand, and seriously thinking about which card to play.

Feng Jiayang approached slowly: "Hit six."

"Can't call..." The old lady turned her head, her face was full of excitement, "Grand grandson, why are you back when you are free? School is on holiday?"

Feng Jiayang gave a perfunctory "hmm".

The old lady's poker friends looked at Feng Jiayang in unison.

"This is little Jiayang? Has he grown so big?"

"It's so fast, I remember the last time I saw him, he was not as high as this table."

Feng Jiayang smiled and said nothing, complaining in his heart: The last time I saw you, you were younger than this time.

The old lady did not forget to praise: "My eldest grandson is handsome!"

Even if Feng Jiayang didn't want to admit it anymore, in fact, his wicked mother did give him a good skin, clean and neat with an acquired ruffian air.

The old lady turned her attention to the cards again: "Yes, listen to my grandson and play six of a kind."

The old lady who just recalled that Feng Jiayang was not as tall as the table was so excited that she almost jumped up, "I'm confused, the banker doubles." When it was over, she looked at Feng Jiayang with a smile: "Thank you, grandson."

Feng Jiayang: "..."

Reluctantly, the old lady stood up after paying the money, "Stop playing, go home and cook, and make an appointment next time."

Feng Jiayang went home with his grandma.His father was originally a simple and honest man who worked in a flour mill in the city. Although the salary was a little lower, it was enough for the family to live on.On the contrary, his mother couldn't bear this kind of hard life, stole people behind his father's back, and ran away with him after the incident was revealed.

After his mother left, Feng Jiayang's father couldn't take the blow. From drinking and playing crazy all day long to beating people, Feng Jiayang was always covered in injuries during those days.

Until the winter seven years ago, Feng's father disappeared after drinking too much, and when he found someone again, he had already frozen to death outside. After that, Feng Jiayang lived with his grandmother.

The old lady simply cooked a bowl of noodles, and waved to Feng Jiayang, beckoning him to come and serve the bowl.

Feng Jiayang walked into the kitchen, put the bowl on the dining table, turned around and pulled out a banana from the fruit plate, peeled it and handed it to grandma.

After the old lady finished eating the bananas, she looked at Feng Jiayang who was eating noodles, and tentatively said, "Ruhui came a few days ago."

When Feng Jiayang heard this sentence, the hand holding the chopsticks couldn't help being stunned, and then continued to eat as if it had nothing to do with him.

Seeing that Feng Jiayang didn't respond, the old lady asked again: "She should have gone to you too."

Feng Jiayang took a sip of the soup and nodded: "Could it be that she bought this fruit basket?"

The old lady did not deny it, and continued to ask: "Did you come back today because she went to tell you something?"

Feng Jiayang had guessed what was on his mind, so he didn't reply immediately.

"She didn't say anything to me." After a few seconds, Feng Jiayang said, "Grandma, don't worry, she probably won't come here in the future."

Kang Ruhui is Feng Jiayang's mother who ran away. In the early years, I heard that she was working as a mistress for a rich man outside, and almost forced his real wife to jump off the building. Later, the rich man divorced, and she got her wish.

Neither of the mother and son had contacted anyone actively in these years, and Feng Jiayang had already died as a fucking mother.Until a few months ago, Kang Ruhui contacted him suddenly, claiming that he wanted to send him to study abroad.

Seeing that his son couldn't make any sense, Kang Ruhui took up the idea of ​​the old lady and ran here every few days.

After all, the old lady has lived for decades, so she sees it more clearly than others: "You don't need to be angry with her, anyway, she is also your mother and cannot harm you."

Feng Jiayang didn't want to discuss this topic, and he didn't want these bad things to bother grandma.He hesitated for a while: "She promised me that as long as I can pass this math grade competition, she will stop bothering me."

"Oh," the old lady exclaimed, her eyes were dazzled but her heart was not enough. She still didn't know if her grandson learned that material, "I think you are out of this country."

With the word "strike" all over his face, Feng Jiayang asked the old lady: "Is your grandson so worthless in your heart? I'm not bragging about grandma. This time I will definitely give you sixty points based on my strength."

"Could it be copied?" The old lady glanced at him.

"..." Feng Jiayang scratched his hair, "Whoever copies is a dog."

The old lady was amused, "Just like your dead father, eat quickly, go back to class after eating, and take the holiday as if your grandma is a vegetarian."

When Feng Jiayang left grandma's place, the sun had just set.He walked back slowly along the path, tired of the small town, but flinched when someone told him he could leave.

He took out a cigarette, stood by the side of the road and lit one, staring at the closely connected tube buildings around him in a daze, he would leave but not in the way his mother said.

The phone in his trouser pocket vibrated twice, Feng Jiayang took it out and glanced at it, it was the message from He Xi.

- Brother Chia, where are you?Don't forget about the party at night.

-Going right now.

- Oops, Brother Jia actually replied in seconds, I am really honored, little brother, may I ask if Brother Jia's hand speed is also so fast at night?

Feng Jiayang stubbed out the cigarette butt, raised his hand and threw it into the trash can beside him, and continued to reply messages with the other hand.

-speak English.

-Your treat tonight.

- You call me daddy, and I'll treat you.

-Why don't you call me daddy, you call me, I invite you.

Just as he wanted, Feng Jiayang snorted softly, and said casually into the handset of the mobile phone, "Dad."

After a few seconds, He Xi: "...Brother, you have no bottom line now."

Feng Jiayang, who had no bottom line, kindly reminded: "Remember to bring more money."

Feng Jiayang raised his hand to stop a taxi, and went directly to the bar where the party was held.The location of the bar is directly opposite Xuefu Square, where there is a famous bar alley.When the night is the busiest, cars can only park at the alley if they can't get in.

Feng Jiayang didn't come often, and he couldn't remember the exact location. He thought about the direction slowly, and then walked towards the alley. After walking for about five or six minutes, he finally saw He Xi at the corner.

He Xi came up to meet him, and put his arm around Feng Jiayang's shoulder, "Brother Jia, I thought you got lost."

Feng Jiayang moved his feet and walked into the bar.

"Brother Jia, those grandchildren are too disrespectful." He Xi couldn't help complaining: "The boss started serving drinks before he arrived. There are no rules at all."

He Xi booked a big box, and just as Feng Jiayang opened the door, a faint smell of wine wafted into his nostrils, and the five people in the box were all classmates who usually had a good time.

Feng Jiayang was pushed to the center, he sat down, glanced at the wine bottles on the table, and said, "Drink less, we have class tomorrow."

He Xi poured a glass of wine, he had long been used to Feng Jiayang's double-standard behavior.Obviously he fights, smokes, skips classes, surfs the Internet, and does everything else, but he tells them all day long like an old mother to study hard and strive to be a good student.

"Don't worry, the boss won't sell wine if you ask for it. All we order are fruit wines with low alcohol content."

He Xi raised his glass high and cleared his throat: "Brothers, we are here today to thank Brother Jia first, let us celebrate in advance that he passed the math competition."

What an idiot opening speech!Feng Jiayang couldn't take it anymore.He stood up and slapped He Xi on the back of the head: "Shout, shout, speak louder, let the whole world know, Dad, I cheated on the exam!"

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