domestic violence man

"When I first arrived in this city, I met Aunt Zhang and Uncle Li."

"At that time their stall wasn't that big, and they didn't set it up here." Yan Yang lifted the lid of the steamed buns, and the air was filled with hot air, with the smell of fresh meat. He poured the steamed buns with sauce, Then pushed it in front of Luo Ran: "Try it."

"Hmm..." Luo Ran took a crystal clear steamed bun and slowly put it in his mouth. The taste of soup and sauce spread in his mouth together. Originally, Luo Ran thought that the street stall must be very ordinary, but this time He tried it, but completely changed his previous prejudice against roadside stalls.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Yan Yang's smile was both wild and masculine. He looked at Luo Ran expectantly, as if he was waiting for the other party's compliment.

"...It's delicious." Luo Ran nodded in approval.

"As long as you like it."

"A long time ago, Aunt Zhang and Uncle Li had a very small business. Later I heard that their family was still in a difficult situation, but the old couple are very kind-hearted and down-to-earth business people..." Yan Yang's voice was full of magnetism, He speaks very manly, with a touch of tenderness.

Luo Ran listened quietly and stared at him.

"Heh..." Noticing his gaze, Yan Yang smiled: "Aren't I bored when I say this?"

"No." Luo Ran shook her head: "I don't know what's wrong, but listening to what you said, not only does it not feel boring, but it feels very warm."

"Yes." Through the tent, Yan Yang saw the busy figures of the old couple: "Seeing them is like seeing my own elders... When I first arrived in City A, because of my low education, the society I have little experience, and I can't find a good job. After a month, I can only earn a few hundred yuan by working hard..."

"At that time, I had no money to eat, so I bought three steamed buns a day. Fortunately, I met Aunt Zhang and Uncle Li...the two of them were setting up a stall in the suburbs. One day I came back from get off work and saw their stall."

Yan Yang stared at the fragrant wontons in the bowl, a trace of nostalgia appeared on his face: "At that time... I only had two yuan for my whole body, which was not enough to buy a bowl of wontons. I stood in front of the stall of the two old people for a long time , and finally mustered up the courage to walk forward with the two dollars..."

"I just asked if I could deposit two yuan, eat a bowl of wontons, and return the rest of the money to the old couple tomorrow."

Perhaps remembering the embarrassment at that time, Yan Yang shook his head and smiled: "I thought the old couple would refuse, but Aunt Zhang and Uncle Li gave me a bowl of wonton without saying anything."

"To tell you the truth... I am a big old man, and I cried while holding that bowl of wontons."

Yan Yang didn't tell anyone about this, not even his mother and sister.

But now facing Luo Ran, the other party is still a rich man who has a completely different world, class, and status from himself, but he is willing to talk to this person about the hardships of the past.

Luo Ran looked at the young man in front of him. He was the same age as Jiang Yan. Although he had a little bit of vicissitudes, he was so mature and real. He didn't sympathize with him, but felt sorry for the truth.

He raised his hand to cover the back of Yan Yang's slightly rough hand, and rarely showed a smile: "It will get better, just like now, not only can you afford a bowl of wonton, but you can also treat me to it."

Looking at his hand covering the back of his hand, Yan Yang's dark eyes sparkled, and he just looked at him motionless.

Luo Ran immediately sensed her momentary gaffe, quickly withdrew her hand, coughed a few times, and asked Yan Yang, "Do you want to order two more soup dumplings?"

"If you want to eat...you can."

Yan Yang stared at his white and slender fingers, suddenly the appearance of Luo Ran when he was drunk that night, and the scene when he gave Luo Ran the medicine, no matter that time, he felt that this year was over [-] years old. The man is sexy and good-looking...

Maybe he has a more fascinating expression... Thinking of this, Yan Yang's thoughts began to drift aside.

"What's wrong?" Luo Ran shook her hands in front of his eyes: "What are you doing in a daze?"

"Oh...! Ah? It's okay." Yan Yang came back to his senses and responded: "Then let's have two more cages, I want to sit with you for a while longer."

Hearing what he said, Luo Ran lowered his eyes, still a little secretly happy in his heart, he likes the feeling of being with Yan Yang, talking to this person in front of him is always easy, without any burden, and his nerves will not be as usual Just as tight.

"By the way, how is that little girl recently?" Yan Yang took a sip of the soup carelessly, his voice somewhat vague.

It took Luo Ran a while to realize that he was talking about Xiao Ai.

"At her grandma's house, it's good." When it comes to his daughter, there is always a bit of tenderness on his usually stern face, almost making Yan Yang look stupid again.

"Okay." Yan Yang also smiled.

Luo Ran slowly put down her chopsticks: "Actually...Xiao Ai is not my child, she was adopted, or adopted abroad, back then..."

"When starting a family, I always felt that something was missing, so I brought Xiao Ai home."

"Then... have you ever thought about what to do if her biological parents come to find...?"

"Think about it, think about it countless times." Luo Ran showed a bitter and helpless smile: "I hope that by then, Xiao Ai will have grown up, and she can have her own choices... Can you understand my feelings? "

Yan Yang thought for a while, then nodded: "I understand."

Looking at the heat from the food on the table, listening to the hustle and bustle of the street, and this deep cold night, Luo Ran was a little surprised by his words, deeds and confession tonight. He has never been a person who is good at expressing emotions, but Being with Yan Yang seems to be infected by the other party's sincerity and simplicity.

After eating, the two got up to pay the bill, and were about to leave, but saw a few gangster-like people walking towards this side, Yan Yang subconsciously protected Luo Ran behind him.

The gangster in the lead walked up to Uncle Li and asked in his not-so-fluent Mandarin, "It's almost the end of the month, when will the protection fee be paid? Huh?"

Uncle Li, who was cleaning up the dishes, stopped, and said tremblingly: "Master Feng, can you give us a few days' grace before our old couple paid the tuition fee for our grandson... Really... I really have no money... "

"How long is the grace period? How many days have the brothers given you grace?! Ah?!" The gangster named Master Feng yelled.

Uncle Li shrank his neck in fright, and Aunt Zhang, who was cooking wontons, greeted her with a smile: "Master Feng, it's so late, you and your brothers haven't eaten yet, why don't we all finish it?" Eat some wontons...?" Although there was fear in her eyes, she still mustered up the courage to pick up the wonton soup bowl and hand it to the gangster.

Master Feng and his gang have long been impatient, and a gangster behind him stretched out his hand and knocked over the bowl in Aunt Zhang's hand: "Eat your wonton wonton, if you don't pay the fee today, we will immediately make your stall disappear." .”

The wonton in the soup bowl was hot, and Aunt Zhang's hand was poured on it. The old woman immediately cried out because of the severe pain. Uncle Li's eyes were red with anxiety, and he went up to check on his wife while crying. The cold wind looks really pitiful.

But Feng Ye and his group turned a blind eye to this scene, and it was even worse. He waved his hand and directed three or four brothers: "Smash, smash this stall for me."

"Yes."