The ruffian is hard to guard

Withered vines, old trees and crows, small bridges and flowing water, and heartbroken people in the supermarket.

Fei Fan and Zhan Changsong sat opposite each other in Changfa Supermarket, in front of them was a plate of pork head meat and a bag of the cheapest peanuts.

Zhan Changsong became insolent after two or two drinks, and he could go up to nine days to catch the moon, and go down to the five seas to catch turtles.

"Do you know? Wang Ergou, who traded white paper for eggs, made me block in the alley and beat him up. His three front teeth were knocked out. He knelt on the ground and cried for his father and mother, saying that he would never dare to do such wicked things again." .”

Fei Fan snorted lightly, and pouted his lips expressionlessly.

"You don't believe it?" Zhan Changsong said with a big tongue, "I beat him to the ground and called him grandpa, and I made him eat the white paper, the white paper the size of his fist was fucking eaten, I choked on seeing it Panic."

"Oh." Fei Fan nodded perfunctorily, "I believe it."

Zhan Changsong threw two peanuts into his mouth: "Don't believe me, you just don't look down on me." He gave Fei Fan a drunken look, then patted his chest with his hands, "I tell you , brother is Shui Bingyue, representing the moon to destroy them!"

Fei Fan let out a long sigh, took a fairy wand from the shelf next to it and handed it to Zhan Changsong, and said casually like a child, "Here, Shui Bingyue gives you the weapon, take it."

Zhan Changsong threw the fairy stick with jelly beans back on the shelf with a look of surprise: "Forget it if you don't believe me, brother, let the matter go, and hide the merit and fame."

Fei Fan rolled his eyes, and said impatiently, "Zhan Changsong, don't play tricks on the wine. Let's see what time it is. When will you let me go back?"

The drunk-eyed man turned his head and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, and counted with his fingers for a long time before he figured out the hour and minute hands: "Fuck, it's almost nine o'clock, and If You Are the One is about to start."

He leaned on the chair and stood up unsteadily, and when he looked down, he saw that there was still half a bag of pork head meat left on the bar counter: "Don't waste it, I bought it for money, wait a minute, I'll eat all of this." After saying that, He sat down unsteadily again.

Fei Fan was terribly angry, but there was nothing he could do. Laogou Zhan dragged him to the supermarket for a drink on the grounds of unraveling his knots and communicating with him, and took away his house after seeing his intention to escape. The key, now his key is pinned to Zhan Laogou's waist, dangling and rattling, making Fei Fan very upset.

In order to go home early, Fei Fan broke off a pair of disposable chopsticks, took a big mouthful of pork head and put it in his mouth. While chewing, he asked, "Did you spend real money today?"

"Inevitably," Zhan Changsong took a sip of Laobaigan, his facial features wrinkled from the heat, "Do you think everyone is like you and can't tell the difference between real money and fake money? Qiao Si's family is very good."

Hearing this, Fei Fan suddenly felt the smell of meat in his mouth: "I didn't spend the fake money today, did you...tomorrow you..."

"I lost it." Zhan Changsong stuffed another full mouthful of meat, and hit Fei Fan's chopsticks with his own chopsticks, "Grass, eat less, you are not afraid of getting fat."

"Lost? What's missing?"

"Fake money, I don't know when it was lost."

Fei Fan's eyes lit up: "You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"It's a bastard who lied to you." Zhan Changsong answered smoothly, "I won't be able to marry a wife in my life."

The young man was overjoyed, took a sip from Zhan Changsong's wine glass, then took out a hundred yuan and slapped it in front of the man.

"I am responsible for the fake money I received, and you take the money."

Zhan Changsong raised his drunken eyes, looked at Fei Fan for a while, then raised his eyebrows and smiled, and reached out to take the money: "You are self-aware, and you are planning to ask for it."

He patted Fei Fan's shoulder, rubbed the young man's hair again, and finally withdrew his hand in the eyes that were about to explode, and shook his hand in disgust: "Long-haired and loose, not a man at all."

Before Fei Fan could reply, a bunch of keys were thrown on the bar counter.

"get out."

After finishing speaking, Zhan Changsong leaned back in the chair, put his feet on the bar, closed his eyes as if he had died of drunkenness.

Holding the key, Fei Fan walked quickly to the door, touching the guard with his hand, but stopped again.He looked back at Zhan Changsong, and asked hesitantly, "Aren't you going? Are you going to stop watching If You Are the One?"

Zhan Changsong waved his hand weakly, and muttered in a low voice: "Look at that, it's all fake. Which talent can't find a partner and needs to go to TV to find it? It's just me, brother, low-key, so fucking low-key."

Fei Fan felt that at this time, he was purely a hen hatching ducklings, a dragon king was in charge of the land, and a dog was taking care of mice. He was really meddling in his own business. Old dog Zhan had nothing to worry about. If he died drunk, he would act as if there was one less evil in the world. Since then, singing and dancing have brought peace and prosperity.

......

The next day, the kindergarten closed, and Fei Fan was working in the supermarket for free.

Today it's not him himself, there are two little...uh...kids to accompany him.

Cheng Jiadong had no one to pick him up after school, so he could only follow Fei Fan, and the other was Wang Kui, the stupid son of Wang Laoliu's family who had burned his brain since he was a child.

Few people knew the name Wang Kui, and Fei Fan was the only one in the town who called him that. Every time he called "Wang Kui", the silly boy would look around, and finally realized that he was calling him.

At this time, Xiao Wangkui and Cheng Jiadong were inspecting the Dafa Supermarket, looking at each shelf and looking at each snack.

"Ms. Fei asked us to choose two delicious foods. What would you choose?" Cheng Jiadong asked.

Wang Kui sniffled his nose and scratched his head in embarrassment: "I want everything."

Cheng Jiadong glared at Wang Kui, his face full of hatred: "Teacher Fei is so poor that he can't even afford yogurt. If we each choose two snacks, we may not be able to eat at night. Can you be considerate and considerate?"

Fei Fan, who was sitting behind the bar and heard the whole process clearly, wanted to refute but felt that what the child said was not entirely wrong, so he could only bury his head in his arms and thought sadly, your teacher never taught you to speak ill of others. Keep your voice down?

The two children each chose two snacks, and sat aside obediently to eat.Wang Kui bit the lollipop hard, and said while chewing, "Mr. Fei, you don't have to worry about not being able to drink yogurt. If Uncle Zhan gives me the yogurt that the little brat punctured, I will keep it for you." A glass."

Fei Fan was swiping gay apps, drooling looking at the selfies of big-breasted men: "Okay, leave me a cup." He casually said.

After a minute, Fei Fan raised his head from the phone, frowned and asked, "Who gave you the yogurt?"

"Uncle Zhan." Wang Kui grinned and rubbed his nose, "My mother won't let me call him Old Zhan."

Zhan Laojiao is Zhan Changsong's nickname, which is very loud in the town, and the name is just like the person, very appropriate.

"Zhan Changsong brought you yogurt?" Fei Fan raised his high voice with an expression of disbelief.

Wang Kui had never seen Fei Fan with such a loud voice, he was a little scared, and hid behind Cheng Jiadong shyly.

Cheng Jiadong patted Wang Kui on the back like a grown-up, and then answered for him: "Last time, Mr. Zhan said that a bastard pierced holes in his yogurt, so he gave the yogurt to the little fool. The little fool even shared a cup with me."

"Who is a little bastard!" Fei Fan gritted his teeth with hatred, and looked at Wang Kui angrily, "How dare you take what Zhan Changsong gave? Those yogurts are broken, right?"

"No." Wang Kui hid behind Cheng Jiadong and stuck out a small head, "It's delicious." He poked his head with a lollipop stick, "He also sent eggs to our house, and they were all cracked. Yes, there is also soy sauce, which he said was mixed with water."

Fei Fan tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked, "Does he often send things to your house?"

"What is it often? Anyway, when he comes, my house will have delicious food." Wang Kui replied stumbling.

"Hmph, when I grow up, I won't give you broken eggs. I'll buy you the best eggs." Cheng Jiadong pulled Wang Kui up with a flick of his arm, "Go, little fool, I'll teach you how to write."

Wang Kui is two years older than Cheng Jiadong, but he has always been a loose fairy. The family has no money to send him to kindergarten, so they can only let him wander around the town.But when the child was looking for a child, Wang Kui often wandered around the kindergarten. Occasionally, when the boss was away, Fei Fan would let him attend the kindergarten. Unexpectedly, this little fool became a good friend with a family like a fine man.

The two children were working hard on the empty shelf, Fei Fan looked at them but thoughtful.Does Zhan Changsong really deliver things to their family as Wang Kui said?He subconsciously shook his head.How could such an incredible thing happen to Zhan Changsong?Even things like cracked eggs and soy sauce mixed with water are holy fruits in the peach garden to the famous "Zhan Laogou".

Fei Fan gave a "tsk", feeling that he was out of his mind, and actually believed the words of "little fool" Wang Kui, and for a moment actually believed that Zhan Changsong was a good person.He raised his hand and slapped himself, and said to himself: "Be sober, even if you believe in ghosts, you can't believe that old dogs have a conscience."