The ruffian is hard to guard

Small shops and grocery stores are always the places where gossip is the most.

This truth applies to all fields and remains unchanged from ancient times.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhan Changsong grabbed a handful of melon seeds and squatted among a group of old women who gritted their teeth. The thick shade of the tree hit his lazy face, covering up the fleeting anxiety in his eyes.

He turned his head and glanced in the northwest direction, and then asked with a long voice: "The drum music in the No. [-] Middle School has been beating for half an afternoon, and the tune can't be tuned. It's really annoying to listen to, and I haven't been to the sports meeting yet." What are they doing then?"

A woman who was peeling potatoes stopped her work and answered his questions with great interest.

"Huang Bald has been so happy these days that he hasn't closed his mouth. He said that a rich owner who started a company in the province donated a few classrooms to the No. [-] Middle School and paid the tuition fees for ten children who couldn't afford to go to school. Today What kind of donation ceremony is going on, this is no longer a noisy half afternoon."

Huang Bald is naturally the principal of Mediterranean No. [-] Middle School. He is a model of love and dedication in the town. He is always willing to show off a few words when he has nothing to do. No Mao yelled all over his mouth, but no one called Principal Huang.

As soon as the woman's voice fell, another old woman in a sweater curled her lips and said "tsk tsk" twice: "If you want me to tell you who you are, you can't force it at all times. If you don't have money, don't be so high-spirited. It’s good to learn some crafts and do some small business like Boss Zhan, isn’t it Boss Zhan?”

"Yes, Boss Zhan has his own store at a young age. The wind does not blow or rain, and he earns money every day. If I were 20 years younger, I would be the first to chase after Boss Zhan." A woman rubbing corn began to boo. A set of yellow teeth glistened in the dappled sunlight.

When someone made a fuss, someone made a fuss. The woman beside her raised her eyebrows and laughed loudly: "Do you like that Boss Zhan has a shop? It's not that the person you're looking for is handsome."

Three 40-year-old women are at the age of wolves and tigers, and no one will miss the opportunity to tease a handsome guy. Another woman who has never had a plug in her mouth glanced at Zhan Changsong's crotch: "Not only does she like Boss Zhan's boss?" He's so handsome, and he's taken a fancy to him...that's...big!"

Hahahaha, all the women laughed together, and the atmosphere was suddenly heightened.

Zhan Changsong has a thick skin like a mountain, and he is not at all ashamed to be molested by a group of women.He leaned against the tree trunk behind him, and spat out the melon seeds in his mouth: "You are not afraid of getting hurt if you make such a joke in summer. I have a new kind of herbal tea in my shop. It can cool off the heat and relieve the fire. Sisters drink it." A bottle is just right."

After all, there are a few old women among the women. Seeing women younger than themselves being promiscuous, they rolled their eyelids and brought the topic back: "What's the use of going to college? You can't become a golden phoenix if you are born in a dirt nest."

This room was chatting lively, when the door of the kindergarten next door was pushed open, Fei Fan came out with a few small quilts, planning to dry the quilts for the children under the sun.

Zhan Changsong's eyes followed immediately, his face changed from the carelessness just now, and his eyes were about to fall on someone.

But Fei Fan passed by Zhan Changsong with drooping eyelids, without giving him a wink.

That's right, the two had a falling out again.

This is from yesterday.

According to the agreement at the barbecue stand a few days ago, Fei Fan still went to Changfa Supermarket to help after school every day. Yesterday, an eight or nine-year-old child took advantage of the unpreparedness to steal a few bags of dried noodles and a box of luncheon meat in the supermarket. When he went out tremblingly, he happened to bump into Zhan Changsong who came in from the outside, dropped the things in his arms, and was caught.

Who is Zhan Changsong?How could he allow others to steal into his territory?Immediately picked up the umbrella standing by the door to clean up the thief.

The half-grown child trembled from fright but did not hide, and stood upright to allow the beating and scolding.

Fei Fan's heart softened for a moment, and when the umbrella was about to be drawn to the skin, he protected the thief to his side, and took the blow with his arm abruptly.

To be honest, it didn't hurt so much, but his skin was so red, and Fei Fan was so white, it was a bit frightening to look at that dimple.

Zhan Changsong was anxious and angry, and the words in his mouth seemed to have been soaked in shit for three days, stinking and hard: "Fei Fan, what are you doing? Are you trying to cover up this thief who stole things? Your moral standards are not good enough." It’s for me, everything I do is wrong, and others can be forgiven for stealing, right?”

"...It's wrong to steal things," Fei Fan glanced at the child in his arms, "but isn't it too aggressive for you to beat up like this, just give a verbal education."

"Teach me verbally?" Zhan Changsong glanced at the red mark on Fei Fan's arm, and ground his teeth, "Do you know that this time he was allowed to get away easily, and next time he will steal it again! This time let him Since I walked out with a full beard and tail, he will treat me as a bully Zhan Changsong, and next time he will come to steal from me, and when he gets used to stealing and meets some 'like-minded friends', he will take them with him Come to me and steal!"

Fei Fan froze for a moment, thought for a while and shook his head: "We need to reason with him first, and not be so rude." He looked at Zhan Changsong with contempt in his eyes, "You are afraid that he will steal your store again, so you just want to Scared him, didn't you? That's wrong, you have no right to hurt anyone."

"Grass!" Zhan Changsong threw the umbrella in his hand to the ground fiercely, "I don't have any fucking right to hurt others, okay, you come to educate him, let me see if you can educate him well? I have seen it in my life There are too many thieves, and I have never seen a person who has reformed his evil ways, who didn’t start out with petty theft and end up as a ghost under the knife, or into the fence!”

Fei Fan was angered by Zhan Changsong's yelling: "If you say it like this, is it true that everyone will be beaten to death for doing something wrong? If so, shouldn't Boss Zhan have died a long time ago?"

Zhan Changsong was so pissed off, the anger in his chest was rushing around and there was no way out, his eyes closed, and he started to get confused: "I knew I didn't deserve to live in your heart, but Mr. Fei, I'm not one of your brats, you Can't educate me."

"I don't want to educate you either!" Fei Fan yelled back, "I think it's because you haven't been educated since you were a child that you grew up and became crooked, so that your heart is so black!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fei Fan felt a black shadow suddenly envelop his eyes. Zhan Changsong suddenly took a step closer, grabbed his collar and stared closely at his eyes.

Those eyes were full of ice and snow, and Fei Fan was so cold that he was so cold that he subconsciously wanted to hide, but being tied around his neck, he could only avoid his eyes in a hurry.

There was silence for a long time, only the thief's low sobs.After an unknown amount of time, Zhan Changsong let go, opened the door, pointed to the outside, and said coldly, "Get out, take this little thief with you, and do your great and sacred educational work."

Fei Fan was startled, and then tears filled his eyes.

He has been bullied by Zhan Changsong for not a day or two. Although Zhan Laogou has never shown mercy to him, he has never been so violent.

The word "scroll" whipped on Fei Fan's body like a whip, causing him unbearable pain.He lowered his eyes, and dragged the thief out of the supermarket in a hurry.

Fei Fan and Zhan Changsong had frequent cold wars, and the methods of breaking the deadlock were also very similar.

Often Fei Fan is still angry, but Zhan Changsong stalks him like a normal person, and then tells a few low-level jokes to make Fei Fan laugh, and finally listens to Fei Fan's few words, and naturally he is relieved It's over.

But this time, Fei Fan was angry all the time, and Zhan Changsong didn't surround him like a fly. He saw Fei Fan who came out of the kindergarten, spit out the melon seeds far away, and said loudly: "Isn't it, what's the use of going to college? Some people drop out of school in the middle of their studies, and they are still begging for a living in other people's stores."

Fei Fan's body froze, and the movements of his hands froze, but he recovered in an instant, and continued to dry the children's quilts.

Zhan Changsong never knew how to accept as soon as he saw something good. He leaned on the tree trunk and said to Fei Fan in a stubborn manner: "I said, Teacher Fei, is it because you don't have tuition fees? If that's the case, I'll subsidize you a little. Educating people, I don’t have the qualifications.”

The women around were full of interest, and their eyes were looking back and forth at the big handsome guy and the young handsome guy in the town.

Handsome guys, big and small, know how to pinch them when they meet, but why this time?

Fei Fan clenched his fist, and the blue blood vessels on his white hands were clearly visible.He turned around slowly, walked past Zhan Changsong, and said as he walked, "Thank you, but there's no need. Boss Zhan's money is hard-earned money. Spending your money will go to hell."

The word "blood and sweat" was bitten by him so hard that anyone could hear the sarcasm.

Before he finished speaking, Fei Fan shoveled hard on the ground with his feet, a burst of dust rose into the air, and rushed towards Zhan Changsong impartially.

"Fuck, bah, bah, bah~" Zhan Changsong was putting melon seeds in his mouth, when his mouth was covered with gravel and dust, "You did it on purpose for the tip!"

"Sorry," Fei Fan smiled, "Exactly."

Zhan Changsong stood up abruptly, walked behind Fei Fan in three steps and two steps, grabbed his hand and pulled him into his shop, cursing while pulling: "If you don't fight for three days, I think you will go to the house to expose the tile. "

Bang, as soon as the store door was closed, the door carrying a ten-jin spring bow slammed loudly.

Women, you look at me, I look at you, and look at each other.

"Go and see the excitement?" a woman suggested.

"I want you to go," the other woman shook her head, "I won't go, you have to buy things when you enter the house, and Mr. Zhan will always find a way to get money out of your pocket."

"Yes, yes, we can't go. What's so interesting about the two of them pinching each other? Don't you get tired of watching it every day?" The women all agreed, and turned their heads to chat about other gossip.

In Changfa Supermarket, Fei Fan and Zhan Changsong are confronting each other.

"What are you doing?" Fei Fan shook off the man's hand vigorously, "What? You still want to hit someone?"

Zhan Changsong let out a "tsk", rubbing his thumb and index finger to feel the smoothness in his hand again: "You left before the end of get off work time yesterday, so you have to make up time today, don't you?"

Fei Fan's eyes turned red suddenly, and he said angrily, "You made me go."

The scarlet was like an ice blade, piercing Zhan Changsong's heart, and it was like a pool of hot water splashing on the tip of his heart, which made people feel a little itchy.

Immediately, Zhan Changsong's habitual ruffian attitude disappeared, and he was a little at a loss. He could only touch the cigarette in his mouth to cover up the abnormality in his heart.

"You were like a kitten yesterday, scratching people with bright paws..." He glanced at the long-sleeved shirt Fei Fan was wearing, and swallowed the rest of the words.

The words were not speculative, Fei Fan wanted to leave: "Get out of the way, I have to go back to class."

Zhan Changsong threw the lighter onto the cashier counter after clicking it twice, but Zhan Changsong said, "Well, I have a tube of ointment here that is about to expire, and I don't need you to take it away."

As he spoke, he took out an unopened tube of trauma ointment from the drawer and threw it to Fei Fan.

"Is it about to expire?" Fei Fan took the ointment and glanced at the expiration date, and there are two years left.

Zhan Changsong was obviously late in speaking, he touched the lighter to light the cigarette again, and clicked that he succeeded this time, the light blue flame reflected his flickering eyes: "I'm not a hero, I don't know how to get beaten by a pole, I don't need it, You take it."

Fei Fan scolded the duplicity old dog Zhan in his heart.

He clasped the medicine box in his hand with his nails, and suddenly felt that he was not so angry.

One ebbs and another, the anger is less, and the grievances are doubled.

Although Zhan Changsong said that a dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, he mostly played jokes on himself like an old cat teasing a mouse, and never actually hurt himself with words, and that guy seemed to have a bad taste different from ordinary people, and never let others Bullying himself, if he encounters someone who doesn't have eyesight bullying him, he will protect himself like an old dog who has urinated and guards his territory, and no one can give himself the slightest grievance in front of him.

Although he knew that his guards were just trying to monopolize the pleasure of bullying him, but after so many times, Fei Fan had to have the illusion of being protected by him.So when Zhan Changsong let him go, he suddenly felt hurt and abandoned by someone close to him.

Thinking of this, Fei Fan threw the ointment into Zhan Changsong's arms, and said with red eyes: "Who wants you to be hypocritical, stay away from me after you."

He reached out to push Zhan Changsong who was standing in front of the door, but the man grabbed his arm instead.

One went out to earn money, and the other didn't let go. They were in a stalemate. The door of the supermarket was pulled open from the outside.

"Yo, Boss Zhan, you and Teacher Fei are picking each other up again?" Cao, the drunkard from the alley behind, came to drink with an empty wine bottle.

"Closed, closed!" Zhan Changsong grabbed Fei Fan with one hand, and pulled the door back with the other. The wind was so strong that the drunkard Cao's few hairs were blown up.

The door was closed again, and Zhan Changsong hit the latch with one hand.

"Stop making trouble." He said, his tone obviously softened, "I have been worrying about your injury all night, come, let me see how it is."

Fei Fan lowered his head and still refused, tightly covering his cuffs with his hands.

Zhan Changsong sighed, ignored Fei Fan's objection and pulled him towards him, then whispered into his ear: "Brother is wrong, can't you? I shouldn't scold you, let alone let you Get lost, I've reached the end of the conversation, and I regretted it after I finished speaking, I really didn't close my eyes very much last night, so I was thinking about how to apologize to you."

"Just apologize like that?" Fei Fan raised his head and stared at Zhan Changsong aggrievedly.

Looking at Fei Fan's rabbit-like eyes, Zhan Changsong felt as if he had been pierced by a piece of glass, and he squeezed Fei Fan's hand flatteringly: "You don't know me yet, you have a bad mouth, and you want to help yourself I stepped down a step, but I didn't expect to make you angry again."

"Mr. Fei, you are a cultured person, and even a cultured person has a big belly, so please forgive me a lot." Zhan Changsong took another step closer, and kept blowing heat into Fei Fan's ears.

Inevitably, the little Fei Fan got stuck again. What Fei Fan couldn't stand the most was Zhan Changsong who was lying low and being a little boy. He would get almost abnormal spiritual pleasure.

He quickly took a step back, and the tips of his ears slowly turned red.

As soon as his mind was confused, Zhan Changsong took the opportunity to roll up his sleeves, and a clear red mark leaked out.

Zhan Changsong was silent for a long time, and it took a long time before he picked up the ointment, unpacked it, and applied it to Fei Fan.

This time Fei Fan didn't refuse. Although Zhan Changsong didn't say a word, he could feel that he was blaming himself.

Zhan Changsong painted it gently and carefully, and after painting, he used his mouth to gently blow the air. The hot wind blew away the anger and grievance in Fei Fan's heart little by little.

"...It's not very painful. My skin is just like this. It will turn red with a little force. It looks scary, but it doesn't hurt."

"Well, I know." Zhan Changsong looked up at Fei Fan, "This is the physique of Pengci. In the future, when you can't sustain yourself, you won't be able to starve yourself to death when you go out to Pengci with your delicate and expensive body."

Fei Fan's eyes widened, only one sentence remained in his mind.

really!dog!Can't change it!eat shit!

He roared angrily: "Old dog Zhan, do you want to die!"