Dressed until the male god was young

Because he was thinking about making money, Lu Ning fell asleep very late, but was woken up just after seven o'clock the next morning.

Song Chunmei and Fang Zhigang, who got up early, moved very lightly. Senior high school students only had half a day off every week. Finally, they had a five-day holiday together with the National Day and monthly holidays. They originally wanted their children to sleep in. Early in the morning, pots and pans beat the children and scolded the husband.

Seeing Lu Ning getting up, Song Chunmei, who was about to go to work, said, "Ning Ning, I left breakfast for you in the kitchen. You can eat it after you wash up. If you don't want to cook noodles at noon, you can take the meal ticket to the factory cafeteria and wait for me in the evening." Come back and cook."

"Okay, Mom."

He hasn't called mom in more than 20 years, and he calls it quite fluently.

Song Chunmei also smiled when she heard it, and said: "It's a two-day holiday, so you should relax and go around if you have nothing to do, don't stay at home all the time."

"Ah."

The Fang family left, and Lu Ning was the only one left in the house. He went to the toilet to fill up the water, washed up, and took the scallion cake that Song Chunmei had left for him from the stove.

Not to mention, his mother's craftsmanship is really good now, even the simple scallion pancakes are better than others.

Lu Ning walked out while holding the warm scallion pancakes while chewing. Just as he opened the living room door and came to the corridor balcony outside, he saw a figure rushing from the left out of the corner of his eye.

This person was too fast, and it was too late for him to dodge, the two collided, and the remaining half of the scallion pancake in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

This person is none other than Zhou Jiayu.

With a soft cry, he bent over to pick up the scallion pancakes on the ground, put them in his mouth, and then stuffed an unopened bag of bread into Lu Ning's hands, and said vaguely: "Brother, you can eat the pancakes that are dirty." this."

After all, without waiting for Lu Ning to react, the person had already run to the stairs, and disappeared in an instant, as if there was a ghost chasing after him.

Lu Ning looked at the bread in his hand, and when he was stunned, he was called back to his senses by a roar of the east lion: "Zhou Jiayu! Come back to me!"

Lu Ning turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw an old woman in her 60s and [-]s rushing out of the house two doors away from the door, lying on the balcony while looking down and roaring, whether it was her straight body or her sonorous voice , all show that this is a hale and hearty old lady.

It should be Zhou Jiayu's grandma. Lu Ning knows that everyone calls her Grandma Li.

Zhou Jiayu had already run downstairs, rolled out a [-] bicycle from nowhere, stood downstairs and looked up at the old lady with a smile: "Grandma, I know I was wrong, you rest at home these two days, I will go to the hospital to accompany grandpa .”

Grandma Li spat: "Boy, if you let me know that you are fighting with someone again, I will break your leg."

"Received!" After saying that, he waved to Grandma Li, stepped on the [-]th bar next to him with a long leg, hummed loudly the song "Thank you for your love" by the king of heaven Andy Lau, and rode away shaking his head up.

I don't dare, I don't want, I shouldn't

thank you again for your love

I have to exist

like a speck of dust

Not to mention, the singing is quite nice.

Just looking at the back that went away.Lu Ning still couldn't help thinking, is this really the idol Zhou Jiayu whom he has been striving for for many years?

Although everyone has times when they are young and frivolous, and it is impossible for Zhou Jiayu to be born gentle and refined, but looking at this scoundrel-like boy, his young heart is still greatly shocked.

He withdrew his gaze, looked at the bread in his hand, turned back into the room, sat down on the desk in front of the window, and began to read the study materials on the table.

He now has the memory of two people.First, I roughly determined the level of little Lu Ning. The grades are not bad, but it is still far from the level of Kao Jing University.Fortunately, even though I left high school for eight years, I had the ability to be admitted to Beijing University. After that, I studied computer science, advanced mathematics and physics in university, and my problem-solving thinking ability is far better than that in high school.Not to mention English, because he has foreign partners after starting his business, he specially hired a private foreign teacher, even if he did not study abroad, it is more than enough for the college entrance examination English.

As the saying goes, three cobblers are worth Zhuge Liang.Now that the two Lu Ning add up, there are still a few months to prepare for the exam. As long as there are no accidents, there should be no problem with Beijing University.

Thinking of the opportunity to make up for the regrets of the past, Lu Ning couldn't help being a little excited, so that he couldn't help but brush up the test questions all morning.

It wasn't until his stomach growled that he returned to reality from the ocean of knowledge.He was too lazy to go to the factory cafeteria, and was going to cook something to fill his stomach, and then went out to get acquainted with the environment.

The Fang family's so-called kitchen is actually a simple stove on the balcony. Compared with many common kitchens and toilets in this era, it is already considered good.

He found dried noodles from the simple sideboard on the wall, and took out two other good things-a plate of white lard and golden crispy oil residue.After 30 to [-] years of pursuit of healthy nutrition, it is difficult to find lard in most family kitchens.But in this era when meat, eggs and milk are still quite scarce, lard is a must-have for many families.

The children of the poor are already in charge of the house, no matter who Lu Ning is, he is no stranger to cooking.He quickly cooked a bowl of delicious lard noodles for himself.

After eating and drinking enough, he took the key and went out to look around.

Since little Lu Ning has only been in Yunjiang for more than a month, and he is an otaku who doesn't leave his home, he doesn't know anything except the way from this tube building to Zidi Middle School.

Lu Ning had to figure it out on his own.

Yunjiang Machinery Factory is located in the urban-rural fringe of the southern suburbs of Yunjiang. It has a history of nearly 50 years from the 40s to the present.The entire factory area covers an area of ​​more than [-] hectares. At its peak, the number of employees and family members added up to over [-]. There were snack shops, canteens, nurseries, schools and health centers. It was equivalent to a small-scale township.

Before the wave of layoffs came, these state-owned factory employees who lived in groups, although not rich, had a secure life and lived a pretty good life.

Now in the early 90s, it is the transition period between the old and the new. Along the way, there are people wearing the authentic shirts with the imprint of the times, and there are also fashionable men and women wearing jeans, leather jackets and high-waisted skirts with their hair permed.

He took a leisurely stroll around the factory area to get a feel for the style of the times. When he got home, Song Chunmei and Fang Zhigang had already arrived and were busy making dinner on the balcony.

Compared with last night's sumptuous meal, today's dinner is much simpler. There are two vegetarian dishes of potatoes and cabbage. Fortunately, Song Chunmei's cooking skills are good, and Lu Ning is also very satisfied.

The son was on a monthly leave, and Song Chunmei hadn't set up a stall for two days, so she had to go out to work tonight. The husband and wife prepared their things and were about to go out when Lu Ning followed and said, "Mom, I'll go with you. Give you a hand."

Song Chunmei hurriedly said, "Oh, I have to go a long way. What are you going to do? Just watch TV at home."

Lu Ning said: "I haven't been to the night market yet, so I should go to see the excitement."

Hearing what he said, Song Chunmei smiled and nodded, "That's fine."

To say that this couple is really hardworking, the night market is four or 10 minutes away from home, and the briquette stove, tables, chairs, pots and bowls are all dragged by a tricycle.

Usually, as soon as Fang Zhi stepped on the car, Song Chunmei followed beside him to support the belongings in the car.There was more Lu Ning today, Fang Zhigang was working hard in the front, and the mother and son were talking and laughing in the back.

From Song Chunmei's point of view, the closeness of her son made this difficult journey much easier.

As for Lu Ning, I don't know if it's because of the memories of his original body, or because he lost his parents when he was young, and he has always longed for the warmth of his family. This ordinary and simple couple has completely satisfied his expectations of his parents.

This trip made him lose the country he had worked hard for ten years, and made him have nothing, but it gave him something he didn't have before.

It seems that it is not too bad.

Yunjiang is an old big city, not well-developed, especially in the south far away from the city center.The so-called night market is actually a desolate street next to a college. At night, all kinds of street stalls gather here, forming a small-scale night market.

There is no urban management at this moment, and the night market can be described as noisy and chaotic.Lu Ning wanted to help, but Song Chunmei pushed him away, saying, "Just sit on the stool, and Mom will cook you a bowl of wontons first."

Lu Ning said: "I'm not hungry yet, otherwise I'll go around first."

"Okay, let's go around!" Song Chunmei seemed to have thought of something, and took out a few one-dollar bills from the money collection box and stuffed them into his hand, "You can buy whatever you want to eat."

Lu Ning looked at the money in his hand. In the era of fifty cents a bowl of wonton, these few dollars can buy a lot of things for a child. He put the money away and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mom!"

After he turned and left, Fang Zhigang couldn't help whispering to his wife: "This child seems to be a lot more cheerful suddenly."

Song Chunmei smiled and nodded: "Yes."

After all, the couple worked harder.

Most of the customers in the night market are students from the junior college next door.With a few dollars in his pocket, Lu Ning didn't intend to buy food, but just wanted to see the purchasing power of the students.

This night market is quite complete, with everything you need for clothes, shoes, newspapers, periodicals, and stationery, but the best business is all kinds of food stalls. It can be seen that whether it is the future generations or the current economic shortage, the students who eat big pot meals in the cafeteria every day, the first demand is always food. And I'm quite willing to spend money on food. I'm afraid the school's cafeteria is not very good, and they come out at night to improve the food.

Lu Ning understood, and walked back slowly.

Song Chunmei's wonton stall had a good business. Apart from the takeaways, the folding tables in the three chapters were also full of people.The couple packed wontons and boiled wontons, and the other packed the tables and chairs. They were extremely busy.

Seeing her son come back, Song Chunmei smiled and said, "I think Ning Ning is our family's lucky star. Today's business is better than usual."

Lu Ning also laughed, seeing that a table of people had finished eating, he took a step ahead of Fang Zhi and took back the bowls and chopsticks.

Just as the people at the table left, three more people swaggered up and sat down.

They are three young men, the leading one is wearing a flowered shirt and a gold chain as thick as a pinky finger on his chest. He looks about 25 and [-], with a scar on his face, his arms with his sleeves raised, his muscles stretched, Stabbed a mighty green dragon.The other two, about eighteen or nineteen years old, were wearing T-shirts and denim clothes. One had dyed yellow hair, and the other had curly hair.

In short, at first glance, they look like some second-rate social brothers.

In the era of great social changes, such people are the most indispensable.

"Boss, three bowls of wontons." Huang Mao raised his hand and called.

Song Chunmei's smile, which was always on because of her son, gradually disappeared after the three of them appeared.Fang Zhigang's face also changed from sunny to cloudy.

Lu Ning made up his mind, and when his mother finished cooking the wontons, he brought them to the three of them with his own hands.

The three of them were like hungry wolves going down the mountain, gobbling up the wind and raging clouds. In a few minutes, they finished the three bowls of wonton, and the yellow hair beckoned again: "Three more bowls."

Three bowls and three bowls, the three of them occupied a table, and after eating nine bowls in total, they put down the bowls and chopsticks and got up, one of them belched and said: "Boss, remind me, the day after tomorrow is the day to pay management, don't forget Prepare money."

Fang Zhigang nodded submissively: "Brother Wang, I know."

This man named Brother Wang snorted in satisfaction, picked his teeth with his little finger, and was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Lu Ning who came forward to collect the bowl: "Wait, you haven't paid yet!"

"Ningning!" Song Chunmei called nervously.

Brother Wang and his two little followers turned around to look at him as if hearing a joke.

Seeing that he was a fair and handsome young man, Brother Wang thought of teasing him, tilted his head and smiled, "How much?"

Lu Ning said solemnly: "One bowl is fifty cents, you have eaten nine bowls, the total is four five cents."

Brother Wang nodded, pretended to touch his pocket, and said, "What should I do? I forgot to bring the money."

The two servants next to him let out a malicious laugh.

Seeing this, Song Chunmei quickly wiped her hands and pulled her son behind her, and said to Brother Wang, "Brother Wang, the child is not sensible, so don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Brother Wang took a step forward and said, "Boss, the child needs to be taught if he is not sensible, or I will teach you for you?"

"Brother Wang, it's my first time here, and I don't understand anything. Don't you have to pay the day after tomorrow? How about I pay half of it today?" He said, winking at Fang Zhigang.

As soon as Fang Zhi knew it, he hurriedly counted a handful of money in the money collection box, stepped forward and handed it to Brother Wang: "This is 20 yuan, Brother Wang, you take it first, and you can get the rest the day after tomorrow."

Brother Wang was very satisfied with the two couples' going on the road, and was about to reach out to take the money, but Lu Ning took the first step and took the note from Fang Zhigang's hand.

He gently pushed Song Chunmei away, took a step forward, and smiled at Brother Wang, "Are you collecting protection money? That's not good."

Brother Wang turned cold and said, "Boss, it seems that your child needs to be educated by me."

Song Chunmei didn't know what Lu Ning was going to do, so she was so frightened that she hurried to pull someone back: "Ning Ning—"

However, Lu Ning lightly avoided her hand, and said to Brother Wang word by word: "From today onwards, we will not pay the money!"

Brother Wang grinned grimly: "Brat, do you know who you're talking to?"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and slapped Lu Ning across the face.

While Song Chunmei was trembling and exclaiming, Lu Ning turned his head to avoid the slap in time, and then suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the other party's collar, and before the other party could react, he pinned the person beside him On the small table.

Because the movement was too big, when Brother Wang's head was in close contact with the table, there was a loud bang, which immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding booths.

Brother Wang wanted to struggle, but Lu Ning quickly pulled the gold chain around his neck, tightly strangling his neck.The seemingly handsome and gentle boy was surprisingly strong. After being strangled by him like this, Brother Wang couldn't move anymore, so he blushed and shouted to the two followers with difficulty: "Hurry up and help!"

However, before the two attendants came up, Lu Ning pulled back one hand like a magic trick, and when he returned to Brother Wang's neck, there was an extra sharp fruit knife. He said viciously: "Whoever dares to move a step, I will immediately Kill him!"

His face was as cold as ice, it didn't look like he was talking at all, and the knife in his hand had pierced Brother Wang's skin, and blood was oozing out little by little.

Both Song Chunmei and Fang Zhigang were so frightened that they lost their voices and completely forgot what to do for a moment.

Seeing this, the two followers naturally didn't dare to go forward, they just took out their daggers and said harshly: "Stinky boy, I think you are looking for death!"

At the same time, not far from the night market street, three young men were walking slowly here with roasted sweet potatoes in their hands. When they heard the sound, they followed the sound and looked over. One of them gasped and said, "That's not Fang Shusong." Is it Auntie’s stall? That’s his son from his hometown, isn’t he a very obedient and introverted kid? What are you doing?”

Zhou Jiayu squinted at Lu Ning who was holding a knife against the man's neck, but did not speak.

The boy next to him said again: "It seems to be Wang Kai's group. It is said that they have been collecting protection fees here recently. Doesn't Aunt Fang's son want to pay the money? Such a tiger? Dare to single-handedly fight Wang Kai and the others What are you doing? Jiayu, do you want to help?"

Zhou Jiayu bit the sweet potato and said softly, "Let's watch first."

Lu Ning in this room was holding the gold chain around Wang Kai's neck tightly with one hand, and the tip of the knife in the other hand was also tightly pressed against his neck.

Wang Kai's breathing became more and more rapid, and his face gradually turned into a liver color due to suffocation.

At this moment, Song Chunmei finally came to her senses, and said in a trembling voice, "Ningning, let him go!"

Lu Ning was unmoved, and looked up at the people who came up around him. Most of them were stall owners on the street. , but I felt quite happy in my heart, just worried that the boy would suffer a loss.

Lu Ning said loudly: "Bosses, everyone is poor. There are old people and children in the family. This stall is just to make ends meet. We work hard every day to set up a stall, and when we finish work, we go home and go to bed. In the middle of the night. But half of the hard-earned money earned will be plundered by these local hooligans. Are you willing?"

These words really ignited the anger of the stall owners. Everyone looked at each other, and whoever shouted first: "I'm not reconciled!"

Immediately afterwards, you complained one sentence at a time.

"Not reconciled!"

"Why?!"

"Two children in my family go to school, and the money they charge is enough for the tuition of one child in my family."

……

Everyone realized that everyone had accumulated resentment and dissatisfaction.

Lu Ning said loudly again: "Since everyone does not want their hard-earned money to be plundered by these people, then we will unite. With so many people, are we still afraid of a few local hooligans? When they come to collect protection fees in the future, everyone will be united. Let's get them out together."

Everyone was aroused by his tone of righteous indignation and passion.It was also his reminder that let everyone know that they can still work together to resist.

Seeing that it was almost the same, Lu Ning pushed Wang Kai away.

The two attendants hurried forward to help the boss who had staggered to the ground.Wang Kai blushed and gasped for a few breaths, finally managed to recover, looked up at the calm Lu Ning, and roared angrily, "Baby bastard, I'll kill you!"

However, before he rushed forward, Fang Zhigang had already picked up a stool to block Lu Ning, and said sharply: "Whoever dares to touch my son, I will fight him!"

Song Chunmei also picked up the spatula and tongs and fought side by side with her husband.

At the same time, dozens of stall owners around all raised the guys they copied casually, and surrounded the three of them together.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the three of them ran away in desperation while swearing and swearing.

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