The ruffian is hard to guard

This northern town has only one commercial street. In the morning, it is filled with shouts of big pancakes, fried dough sticks, tofu nao, and vulgar voices of spitting out a word; Karaoke's howling ghosts and howling wolves.

The fireworks in the world are the most soothing to the hearts of ordinary people?fart!

Fei Fan had had enough of a smoky life, especially now.

He was carried by Zhan Changsong like a little chicken, and he shuttled among the various stalls in the night market.

"That woman who sells eggs is blind, go and spend the fake money."

Zhan Changsong pushed Fei Fan, but he didn't.

"The mother-in-law has poor eyesight, and there is a wife who is lying on the bed at home, and she just sells some eggs and duck eggs to make a living, and spend fake money on her, are you not wicked?"

Zhan Changsong glanced at the furious Fei Fan, and snorted, "Do you know how much fake money she charges a day? Once I saw Wang Er Gouzi exchange a piece of white paper for her twenty eggs."

"You saw it?" Fei Fan was surprised, "Then why didn't you stop it?"

"Wang Ergou just bought two buckets of soy sauce with water in my supermarket that day. Am I crazy? Offending my customers?"

Zhan Changsong's words were light and airy, as if they were justified, without any uneasiness of conscience or embarrassment.

Fei Fan looked at the face that perfectly matched Wuzhishan, and clenched his fists, enduring the urge to slap him.

Zhan Changsong tipped him to walk along the night market: "Or spend it on Qiao Si, who sells pig's head meat. Seeing Tian'er drinking a lot of wine, he is almost soaked in the wine tank, and his brain is stupid from drinking, and he is drunk and dizzy every day. , you give him one hundred, maybe you can get back two hundred. His wife is not here at the moment, hurry up, take advantage of this stall and spend the fake money on him."

"No!" Fei Fan twisted his body, "There is a college student asking for a confession. Qiao Si drinks a lot of wine and can't point it out. His wife is enough to worry about. You are really wicked, and you are not afraid of going to hell after you die. In hell, cut off your nose, goug out your eyes, and suffer torture!"

"Grass," Zhan Changsong raised his eyes, with a fierce look on his face, "I'm fucking bad, it doesn't matter if I go to heaven or hell after I die, don't worry about it, teacher, today the fake money must be spent, and whoever suffers, I, Zhan Changsong, will not suffer from this!"

As soon as he pulled Fei Fan, he squeezed into Qiao Si's stall. At this moment, the stall was very lively, and three half-sized men in their fifteenth or sixteen years old with blue dragon and white tiger tattoos were surrounding Qiao Si.

"Qiao Si, weigh me five catties of pig's head meat, plus two catties of pig's ears." A young boy said with a smile while holding Qiao Si's shoulder.

"Is your family doing business? You want so many pork heads." Zhan Changsong glanced at the boy, and unceremoniously flipped the pig heads with iron tongs, "Qiao Laosi, you weigh me first."

"Shopkeeper Zhan, who are you? Why should I call you first? You said my family is doing business? If my second uncle hears this, it will be hard to say whether your life will be saved until tomorrow. Who will be the first?" It’s not possible to do white things.”

The boy with the white tiger tattoo but looking like a fat cat stopped the smile on his face and yelled coldly. The other two boys also took a step closer, with their tongues on their cheeks, looking like bad boys and bums.

Zhan Changsong gave a "tsk" and picked out his ears: "It's been a long time since I've heard someone call me 'Zhan shopkeeper'. It's quite kind." He raised his face and changed his expression in an instant, and the coldness on his face just now faded away. She was clean, but she changed into a wretched smile to flatter the humble: "How is our second uncle? Two bottles of good wine have been brought into my place in the past two days. When will the second uncle come to my place to taste?"

Fei Fan was hugged by Zhan Changsong's neck seemingly intimately, but in fact he was tightly imprisoned by his side.Seeing Zhan Laogou's cowardice, he couldn't help but want to stick his head in his crotch, and being with Zhan Changsong, it's so fucking embarrassing!

The boy snorted, quite pleased with himself: "The land bureau in the county is building a building, and my second uncle is overseeing the construction. How can I have time to talk to you?"

"Yes, yes." Zhan Changsong nodded and bowed, and even nodded a few times while pressing Fei Fan, "If the second uncle is leading the engineering team in the county, if there is anything missing, you can ask him to contact me, and I will send it to him. Those of us from the countryside don’t need to talk heresy.”

The boy curled his lips and was about to say something sarcastic when he heard a thick female voice: "Qiao Si, what do you think if you don't sell goods?" Son.

"Fuck, Qiao Si's wife is back." The boys looked at each other and put away the fake money in their hands, "It's all fucking blame Zhan Momojiji, a waste of time, shit, really him Mom is messing things up. Let's go, we can't afford to mess with this bitch."

A few bums wandered away, leaving only Zhan Changsong and Fei Fan at the stall.

Zhan Changsong put away his ingratiating smile, and returned to his expression of denial, he continued to pick up the meat, and his voice became cold: "Qiao Laosi, how much did you drink today, you can't even stand still. "

Qiao Si grinned, reeking of alcohol, "No...not much, just...half a catty."

"Half catty?" The woman who came over snorted, "It's more than half a catty per meal."

Turning her head, the woman lowered her voice, pursed her lips and smiled coyly: "Boss Zhan, what brought you here, what do you want, I'll pick it up for you."

Uncompromising, Zhan Changsong is the man in the spring boudoir dream of middle-aged and elderly women in this town.He was tall and handsome, and it was rumored that he was still a big bird, a perfect object of lust for married women.

The woman smiled, and Fei Fan, who had been pressed by his side, obviously felt Zhan Changsong tremble, and then heard him stumbling and saying: "...half a catty...pork head."

"Okay!" The woman picked up a trembling piece of pork head with her big fat hand, slapped it on the cutting board, raised the knife and dropped it, and cut off a piece of meat, "Six taels, tall."

"Thank you, thank you." Zhan Changsong didn't dare to look at the face with a smile like a nightshade, and reached out to pay.

Fei Fan couldn't make him get what he wanted, he struggled a few times but failed, his head was pinched under the armpit by Zhan Changsong instead.He blushed, his neck was thick, and he gasped for breath: "From Joe's family, don't sell it to him, he's going to spend fake money to trick you!"

At this moment, Zhan Changsong's money had been handed over to the woman.The woman was taken aback when she heard the words, and held up the money under the lamp in doubt. She looked at the front and the back, played a few times, and then asserted: "This is real money, not fake."

"Really, of course it's true." Zhan Changsong smiled awkwardly, and lifted Fei Fan, who was caught in the creaking nest, for the woman to see, "My brother, you are having trouble with me, try to find a way to make me feel bad."

"Master Zhan..." Before Fei Fan could finish saying his name, the man covered his mouth.

"Yo, isn't this Fei Teacher? I didn't see clearly just now, how did Teacher Fei become your younger brother?" The woman laughed, her eyes flickering on Fei Fan's face, "We have the fairest face in town." The young man, usually looks polite, but still makes jokes and talks nonsense?"

"Didn't we live close? He felt that he was always taken care of by me, and he was very grateful to me, so he recognized me as his brother. The child is young, and he just had a fight with me because of his big fart, which made you laugh. Zhan Changsong lightly patted Fei Fan, who was constantly struggling, with a smirk on his face, "Miss Boss, give me some change. After a while, we two brothers will go home and have a drink. My brother gets angry quickly and leaves quickly. One cup Ready to drink."

"Okay, oh, my stall is very bright tonight, the big handsome guy and the little handsome guy in our town come to visit at the same time, ouch, what can I say, it's full of splendor, right?" The woman smiled. After finding the money, I grabbed a handful of pig ears into the bag, "This stuff is delicious, Teacher Fei will definitely not get angry after eating it."

"Success, thank you." Zhan Changsong quickly walked out of the night market with Fei Fan in his arms, carrying the pork head.