Sao Nian, draw your knife!

Zhou Dang accompanied his uncle to the vegetable market to pick vegetables. Seeing the man over 50 years old skillfully walking in the vegetable market and bargaining with the sharp-mouthed aunts, Zhou Dang felt ashamed and could only follow suit as a humanoid trolley. something paid for.

"You have to shop around to buy vegetables. If you don't compare with others, you will love to cheat young people like you. You will be given as much as you want. You are not stupid."

Zhou Dang nodded and nodded again. He only bought vegetables with clearly marked prices in the supermarket, and never set foot in the vegetable market. As the saying goes, the footprints of the seniors on every road are experiences, and Zhou Dang obediently agreed.

"I haven't bought the Spring Festival couplets yet, come and accompany me to buy/Go to the Spring Festival couplets."

"it is good."

Zhou Dang was forced to squeeze among a group of old men to pick out Spring Festival couplets. The old man next to him spat on the ground and stomped it away with his feet. After a series of rituals, he called the boss to pay the bill.

The corner of Zhou Dang's mouth twitched, he got out of the crowd and tried to find another space to get in.Kong found it, but he really couldn't understand the Spring Festival couplets.

"Land gathers fortune from all directions, and wealth brings auspiciousness"?Or "wealth brings auspiciousness and good luck, and the earth gathers all directions for good fortune"?

Zhou Dang half-kneeled on the ground and pulled one pair after another of Spring Festival couplets. He searched through them and couldn't figure out which pair to buy. There was a bright young man in the middle of a group of old men, and the boss couldn't do without paying attention.

"Hey hey, I said boy, do you want to buy it or not? No matter how much you pick it up, it's a couplet." It's like picking up money.

Zhou Dang covered his mask with a smile, and pointed at his uncle who was squatting on the ground in embarrassment, "I'll buy it with my uncle, and I'll just take a look... just take a look." After finishing speaking, he held the couplet in his hand Putting it down carefully, the boss glanced at him and turned to greet other customers.

The uncle picked out two couplets and a few blessings and bought a pair of Yu Lei and Shen Tu, and stretched out his hand to call Zhou Dang to come out.

Xu was infected by the atmosphere of the New Year's Eve outside. With a smile on his lips, the uncle didn't mention the unpleasantness in the car. He patted Zhou Dang on the shoulder and ordered: "Come out with me at seven o'clock tomorrow morning to post Spring Festival couplets, and I'll paste you seven Wake up soon?"

"can."

The two looked at each other and smiled. Zhou Dang was pushing the crowd out with big bags and small bags of New Year's goods. The end of the year was approaching and everyone was in a hurry to buy New Year's goods. Special occupation enthusiasts were extremely rampant to make a fortune at this time.

Zhou Dang got into the car and habitually took out his pockets, felt the inside and outside pockets of his coat, and finally confirmed the fact that his mobile phone was stolen.

"What's wrong?" the uncle stopped pulling the seat belt.

"My phone is gone..."

"Damn it, these grandchildren are extremely rampant at this time, I'm not afraid that a thunderbolt will kill these bastards." The uncle called back Zhou Dang's phone, but it was turned off.

Zhou Dang sighed and put his hands in his pockets. This kind of professional enthusiast is also very powerful. He felt that someone touched him without a mobile phone at all.

"Forget it, I'll go buy a new one tomorrow."

"Let's go to the police." He still didn't believe that no one cares about these bastards.

"My mobile phone has been used for two years and the depreciation price is at most 500 yuan. If the case cannot be filed, it will be regarded as paying IQ tax. Let's go back."

"You too, go out and protect your valuables, don't you put them in your pockets so they can be stolen?" Zhou Fengmin scolded Zhou and started the car. Sooner or later, Dongshi's grandson choked to death while eating and drinking.

Zhou Dang got out of the car early and opened the door. The uncle slammed the steering wheel and kicked the accelerator to drive the car into the yard to stop.

Zhou Fengmin threw half a rib on the chopping board and prepared to chop it into small pieces. Zhou Dang was pushed out of the door by him to chat with his grandfather. Put it in the freezer."

"If I don't do it, whoever wants to do it will do it."

"You..." Zhou Fengmin frowned and his veins bulged, "I'll do it, alright."

The woman stood aside with folded arms and looked at her husband washing vegetables and cooking. The more she looked at her, the more she felt angry, "How can the family buy ribs with so much money? A full man doesn't know how hungry a hungry man is..."

"Zhao Xiuqin, you're not finished, are you?" Zhou Fengmin chopped the knife on the chopping board, shaking the tiger's mouth in pain.

"It's not over. Since my son passed away, this kid has notified us of everything. The extradition has been talked about for four years. In four years, Nezha was born. I don't believe that the police can't catch him. It's probably because this kid knows how to kill people. The murderer deliberately covered up."

Zhou Fengmin put his wrist on his forehead and didn't know how to explain to his wife who was out of touch with society at home every day, "Xiuqin, killing someone is a criminal case, and Xiaodang has not given up the right to pursue it. Covering up the murderer will also be punished, don't you Overthinking."

"I don't believe it." The woman crossed her hands into the sleeves of her cotton-padded jacket. She was just over 50 years old with silver hair covering her head, and her protruding happy bones barely supported a piece of vicissitudes of life. The stubbornness that will never give up until he gets justice for his son.

"I can tell you that I don't understand." Zhou Fengmin put the crucian carp he just bought into the basin, knocked the fish unconscious with the kitchen knife a few times, and began to remove the scales from the fish tail. The woman saw that her husband was not standing at all. He slammed the door and went back to the bedroom.

I picked up the family photo from the bedside, and the woman cried silently while hugging the photo. No one can understand how a middle-aged housewife feels when she loses her only son. Niu Jiaojian hated himself as an accomplice to the executioner who killed the child, and he couldn't even bring the murderer to justice.

Zhou Dang cleared his throat and knocked on the door, "Auntie, it's time to eat."

The woman opened the door with tears in her eyes. Zhou Dang just wanted to make a sound when she saw it. The woman gave him a deep look and walked away to the seat next to her husband to sit down. The old man raised his eyelids and said nothing.

Taiping is something that can be whitewashed if it can be whitewashed.

"Come and taste my craft, the three of us have a drink tonight."

Zhou Fengmin opened liquor and poured it one by one for his father and nephew.

As soon as Zhou Dang sat down, the eldest aunt stared straight at him, making his scalp numb.After a long time, this hatred began to gradually spread, Zhou Dang took a sip of his wine and did not dare to look at the woman.

Strictly speaking, he wasn't lying, but he really couldn't explain it to his aunt.

"Dad, eat pig's trotters."

"Well, this wine is not bad."

"Yes, it was issued by the unit this year."

"In the past, Qing'er also liked to accompany you to drink with Dad."

Zhao Xiuqin inserted such a sentence abruptly, the dinner table was silent for a moment, Zhou Dang's hand holding the wine glass tightened inch by inch.

"Dad and Xiaodang have just come back. If we don't talk about anything else today, let's have a quick drink and a meal."

The woman did not receive the "enough is enough" conveyed in Zhou Fengmin's eyes, she reminded the old man with a half-hearted smile, "Dad, don't forget that you have a grandson."

"I can't forget, why, you want my old bones to be buried early to accompany my grandson?"

"Dad, I didn't say that. I just looked at this face and thought of my poor son."

The old man slammed his chopsticks, "I understand, you're here for me, hang out, pack your things and let's go home."

"Dad, Dad, this is your home. Where are you going back?"

Zhou Dang helped the old man to sit down, "Grandpa, don't be angry, aunt didn't mean that."

"Dad, I'm not attacking you." She definitely didn't mean to chase the old man away.

"Then who are you rushing at?" The old man slammed the table, and the hearts of the three present trembled. Hearing the old man go crazy, "Your son, Fengmin's nephew, is the son of Chongfengting? What happened to his face? If he didn't have it If you think of your son in the future, you can look at the cold photos. What qualifications do you have to shake your face at Zhou Dang? Do you want me to remind you that you are a Fengmin who insists on not divorcing you? That son belongs to Renfengting and Xiaonan."

When the matter of adoption was brought out back then, everyone present looked unattractive, especially Zhao Xiuqin's face was gray and her lips trembled for a while and said in despair: "I know, I have been married to the Zhou family for 30 years, and I am still an outsider for 30 years. Your surname is Zhou and you are a family."

The woman staggered and walked out, Zhou Dang pushed the uncle to go out, "Uncle, persuade aunt to come back, if she doesn't want to come back now, stay with her outside for a while, don't leave her alone."

"Why don't you persuade me? I just want to divorce this marriage."

Zhou Dang ignored his grandfather and insisted on pushing his uncle out the door.

"Grandpa, it's not unreasonable for my aunt to be angry with me. You can't put those words on the surface. My brother adopted him to his uncle since he was a child. He is his own son. He has been raised like a god."

"As an elder, it's difficult for you to be a junior? Besides, what does your brother's death have to do with you? It's something you don't know about growing hair."

"It's okay to let aunt vent a bit, about my brother..."

"That's not something you can control, eat." The old man interrupted what he wanted to say coldly, got up, took a pair of chopsticks and sat at the table with a calm expression to pick up the dishes.

Zhou Dang sighed and sat down with the old man, what can he do, he is the youngest in the whole family.

Powerless, absolutely...desperate.

In the evening, Zhang Ming's private mobile phone received a call from a stranger, he hesitated for a second and pressed it through.

"Hey?"

"Mingzi."

"Go back and change your phone number?"

Zhou Dang choked on his newly purchased mobile phone and said, "No, my mobile phone was stolen."

"what?"