Master is not to be provoked

Jing Yunsong is a person who practices Tianma Meteor Boxing every day. His hands are stronger than him, and he has a higher level of comprehension. He also learns very seriously. He will soon be able to roll out usable dough by himself. He picked up the skin with both hands and smiled at Ke Muai. : "Mumu, look, how am I doing?"

Ke Muai put his scrapped skin back into the dough and started to work again: "Well, it's not bad, but it's not very round, just practice more."

In the evening, the two ate dumplings. There was no TV, and they couldn’t watch the Spring Festival Gala, so they held hands in the yard and watched the fireworks in the sky around them. The fireworks here are just for you to watch."

"Why waste that money." Ke Muai pointed at the gorgeous night sky in the distance, "Can't we see this too? I'll just treat it as if you bought it for me, and watch it the same way anyway."

Ke Muai bought a thousand-ringed "earth red" and a bundle of flashing thunder, and put them away after twelve o'clock.

The next morning, Ke Muai crawled out of bed and bowed to Jing Yunsong first: "Brother Dasong, Happy New Year!"

"Okay, okay." Jing Yunsong patted his head with a smile, "I have something for you."

Ke Muai was surprised: "Why are there still gifts?"

"Of course!" Jing Yunsong turned around and looked in the cabinet. Ke Muai specially set aside that small cabinet for him to store his things. Jing Yunsong put all his own things there, and Ke Muai even provided him with a pair of cabinets. The small lock is usually locked, and the key hangs around Jing Yunsong's neck. Now he opens the cabinet and takes out a pen from the inside, "I'm thinking, if you're going to be in the third grade next year, you have to start using a pen." Yes, I bought it a long time ago, and I haven’t given it to you, and today is just right.”

Ke Muai took the pen and looked at it: "Isn't this cheap? Where did you get the money from?"

"Don't worry about it." Jing Yunsong was unwilling to say, but Ke Muai refused. After repeated questioning, he found out that Bai Yuhuan gave Jing Yunsong 20 yuan for lunch every day, and Jing Yunsong saved [-] cents a day. It took [-] days to buy this pen.

Ke Muai rushed him to the landlord: "Songsong, thank you! But I didn't prepare a gift for you."

"It's okay, I'm the elder brother!" Jing Yunsong was a little embarrassed, "I should be the one thanking you, since I came to your house, if I didn't have you, I would definitely be beaten to death by your father, you know, My mother and I have walked through so many houses, and you are the one who treats me the best. During this time, it is also the happiest I have ever lived, Mumu, it is my good fortune to meet you."

"Don't say that, we agreed to live together, to support each other and live happily." He let go of Jing Yunsong, went to the outhouse to order dumplings, the two had a hearty meal, and then put on new shoes, Let's go out to pay New Year's greetings together.

The two came to the small shop and looked at the bright red couplets pasted in front of the door. It was a bit dazzling. The custom here is that when someone close to the family dies, it was not a match for the post back then. It is not posted for three years to represent filial piety, and the enlarged black and white photos must be kept at home for a period of time.

Just after his mother died last year, Ke Yongli married a new wife. Although Ke Muai had a relatively indifferent relationship with his mother, even though the two lives were separated by more than ten years, even the memory was blurred, but he still felt a little uncomfortable. Ke Yongli forgot to post the couplet, and Ke Muai did it on purpose, as a little filial piety to his mother's spirit in heaven.

After entering the hospital, Bai Yuhuan was washing his face, and Ke Yongli had just opened his eyes on the kang. After paying New Year's greetings, Bai Yuhuan gave each person ten yuan as lucky money.

"Have you eaten?" Ke Yongli sat up from the kang, wrapped himself in a quilt, and after getting an affirmative answer, "Then go out to pay New Year's greetings, Xiao Laojing, Accountant Wang, and Zhao Datou, these three families are must I want to go." These three are all his die-hard poker friends, "They said they will give you red envelopes for the Chinese New Year this year, so you go and see how much he will give you, if you don't, I'll screw them over! "

"Forget it, I've never been rude to them. Besides, our child has gone, and they have to let the child come. What's the point of making a round trip with that little money." Bai Yuhuan came in and said, "Go to the ground to wash your face. ready to eat."

"I ate on the kang. You put the table on the kang, serve the dumplings, and I'll get up after the stove heats up." Ke Yongli said, "We two children, there is only one in their family, and we go out for a while. One, come back two, what are you afraid of! Go!"

Coming out of the small shop, Jing Yunsong said awkwardly: "Mumu, can we not go? It's like a beggar."

"Since he let go, let's go and have a look. You don't have to be embarrassed, the money probably won't be enough."

Sure enough, the two arrived at Xiaolaojing's house first, and when they saw them enter the yard, a big wolfdog suddenly sprang out from the stable, barking wildly, standing up and pounced forward, thanks to the chain, otherwise The two of them were in danger, and the dog's paws were thicker than both of their thighs. If it pounced on them, they would have to seal their throats and eat them up.

Fortunately, it was bound by an iron chain, but the chain was longer than usual. The range of activities of the big wolf dog perfectly covered the entire gate area. No intention of coming out.

The two went to Accountant Wang. He used to be an accountant in the village. He was arrested and imprisoned for two years because of embezzlement of public funds. He met Ke Yongli there. After he came out, he often gambled together.

Accountant Wang didn’t have a dog, but they didn’t even enter the door. Accountant Wang’s son, Wang Aiguo, and his younger brother, Wang Jianjun, blocked the alley with two boxes of cannons in their pockets.

The so-called scrambler is also a kind of firecracker, but there is no lead wire, and there is a piece of medicine on the head, which is similar to a match head. It can be ignited by sliding on the sandpaper at both ends of the scrambler box, and it will explode after a few seconds after being thrown out.

The two of them kept rubbing the cannons, throwing them at them and cursing: "Heaven Lingling, Earth Lingxing, Taishang Laojun Xianlingling! The son of the broken shoe came to the court, bad luck, bad luck! Lei Gong made a series of noises, and the little broken shoe was crying and calling mom and dad to go back to the city! Bang bang boom, boom boom boom! The little broken shoe was crying dad and mom to go back to the city!"

After hearing this, Jing Yunsong picked up a brick from the ground and pasted it in Wang Aiguo's face. Wang Aiguo dodged and finally landed on Wang Jianjun's feet. Wang Jianjun, who was only seven years old, sat on the ground and hugged Wang Aiguo. Feet howling.

"Fuck you two mothers! I'll kill you!" Wang Aiguo swiped the cannon again.