A Lucky Coin - Chapter 85

Just looking at the starting posture of shayazi No.1 scurrying down the road to the side alley, Yan hang knew that he would catch up with him in 30 seconds.

As soon as No.1 ran into the Hutong, Yan hang had caught up with him.

The prince in the wind.

However, No. 1 was very involved in running, and he didn’t look back, and didn’t find that Yan hang was behind him.

Yan hang can pull him down as soon as he reaches out his hand.

But in the moment of raising his hand, he changed his attention. He sped up and called out: “where can I poke it?”

No. 1 was frightened by the roar and jumped forward at least three steps in the process of running.

Yan hang stopped, too happy to run.

No. 1 looked back at him, turned his head and continued to run.

“Make you twenty meters!” Yan hang called, “come on!”

“I’ll fuck you Number one roared as he ran.

“Go, I’ll show you the way!” Yan hang yelled while enjoying himself.

There is a corner in the front of the alley. Yan Hang is not familiar with it, so he takes a breath and chases forward again. He wants to put No.1 down before the corner.

The explosive force of No.1 was only enough for him to run 500 meters. When Yan hang caught up with him at the corner, his speed was slower than before.

Yan hang whistled behind him.

No. 1 stops abruptly, probably because he knows he can’t run away. He turns around and swings a fist at Yan hang.

Yan hang rushed so fast that he couldn’t stop immediately because of his inertia.

He didn’t plan to stop, either.

He raised his arm to hold No. 1’s fist, and then he grabbed No. 1’s shoulder, pressed it down, and pressed his knee against his stomach.

When he let go, number one sat on the ground.

This knee he didn’t use force at all, it was all inertia.

Dad said, playing, pain is OK, don’t hurt people.

So number one didn’t get hurt, but it hurt.

I must still feel like vomiting.

“Did you just call me?” Yan hang stood in front of him.

No. 1 didn’t make a sound. It slowed down for two seconds and jumped up again. It seemed that it was going to crash directly.

When he just jumped up, Yan hang put his foot on his shoulder and pushed him back to the ground.

“I’m asking you something.” Yan hang said.

“Ask a fart!” No. 1 didn’t get up again this time, but kicked him in the crotch.

Yan hang quickly turned to his side and threw a fist on his face. This time, his hand was heavy. Two minutes later, he could see No. 1’s red eyes, and then he was green for a few days.

“Do you want a face?” Yan hang asked, “do you want a face?”

He was speechless because of this sneak attack on the next three routes.

“What the hell are you doing?” One roared.

“Play,” Yan hang looked at him with a smile, bent down and said softly, “don’t you usually play like this?”

“When did I hit people like that?” No. 1 stares at him, shouting so much that his spittle and stares are sprayed on his face.

“You lost your memory?” The smile on Yan Hang’s face slowly disappeared.

“If you want to help junior high school students get ahead, you can fight! Fight! Yes, I threw away the broken pen he was going to give away. What’s the matter! You force you to stand for him Number one yelled, “you hit…”

At his request, Yan hang slapped him in the face and knocked out half of what he had said.

“I don’t stand up for anyone. At first, it’s a fart. Can I stand up for him?” Yan hang said in a cold voice, “I tell you that if I beat you, it’s fitness. Do you understand? When you see me, don’t give me a damn and walk around. ”

Number one stares at him and doesn’t respond.

“Do you understand?” Yan hang went up to the tip of his nose and roared.

No. 1 didn’t expect that he would be like this. He was so surprised that his pupils suddenly shrank.

“Let’s go,” Yan hang patted him on the shoulder, straightened up and put his hands in his pocket. “Keep running, exercise and defend the country.”

Looking at No.1 running and swearing away from the alley, Yan hang whistled happily, moved his arms and walked slowly to the coffee shop.

Today’s early morning to vent a pass, the mood can be said to be very good.

I went out in the direction of No.1 running and made two turns. I was already on the street when I went out from the alley.

The road to the coffee shop is on the right, and the bridge is less than 100 meters on the left.

Yan hang put his hands in his pockets and thought for a few seconds, then turned and walked to the bridge.

Go down the steps and follow the path to the treasure hunting place on the first day of that day.

Give someone away?

The beach is the same as before. The black mud is mixed with pieces of garbage. The water meandering through the cracks of garbage is blowing in the face of a gust of wind forget it.

Yan hang turned and left.

Back on the street, he put on his mask, took out his mobile phone, and first sent a “come to play” on his Weibo, and then started the live broadcast.Few people watch it at this time, especially the sudden live broadcast, but it doesn’t matter at all. He wants to live because he wants to. There is no other reason.

-I’m coming!

-Am I the first one?

there are so many fans coming in.

“I go to work.” Yan hang held his mobile phone and took a picture around him. When he changed hands in the middle, the camera passed him.

-Eyes

– ah, brother Xiaotian’s eyes are so beautiful

“a coffee shop,” Yan hang didn’t answer the words on the screen, “the boss is a middle-aged Hu Zijun with a baby head.”

-23333333

– want to see

– what brother Xiaotian is wearing today

“clothes, trousers and shoes.” Yan hang replied, shaking his mobile phone down.

-Sportswear again

“wear a skirt next time.” Yan hang said.

When he got to the front of the coffee shop, he withdrew from the live broadcast. During working hours, he still had to be serious.

As soon as he put his cell phone back in his pocket, he heard someone shouting in the shop.

“I don’t know what’s going on! I didn’t mess with him This voice is inexplicably familiar.

When Yan hang walked into the shop, he saw a man sitting next to the bar with an ice bag in his hand covering his eyes Scum one.

“You really didn’t provoke him, you call the police!” Boss Li stood behind the bar, “if you don’t want to call the police, you can call back! When I was your age… ”

Little scum one turned to see Yan hang, eyes instantly enlarged twice: “I fuck you…”

“You fuck another one!” Boss Li pats the bar and stares at number one.

“That’s him!” No.1 jumped down from the bar chair, pointed at Yan hang, and cried out, “it’s him! It’s him! That’s him

Our friend little Nezha.

Yan hang couldn’t help singing in his heart.

“That’s him! Dad! That’s him! Dad Number one, keep roaring.

Yan hang looked at the excited No. 1 and thought for a moment that No. 1 was calling him. If he wanted to say so, he didn’t have to be so polite.

Boss Li was a little surprised to see: “he?”

“That’s him!” It seems that No. 1 can’t say anything else. He yelled repeatedly.

“How many?” Boss Li looked at Yan hang, “did you hit my son?”

“Ah,” Yan hang nodded, “just finished.”

This straightforward answer made boss Li open his mouth for a long time before he asked again, “why?”

“He said it was fun!” Number one finally found a new word, “fun! Exercise

“Don’t talk,” boss Li pointed to number one. “I’ll ask first.”

No. 1 stares at boss Li and falls to the floor with a chair. He sits there silent.

“Why?” Boss Li looks at Yan hang.

These two people are actually father and son. Yan hang never expected that. Boss Li seems calm, but after all, his own son was beaten. Even if he can explain clearly, he probably can’t go on.

And he didn’t want to explain.

“I don’t like it.” Yan hang said.

“If you don’t like it, do you hit people?” Boss Li was shocked.

“Yes,” Yan hang nodded and looked at number one again, “ah.”

Number one turns and stares at him.

“I’ll give you a word. If you don’t like people, you have to have capital.” Yan hang then turned and walked out of the coffee shop.

At this time on Sunday, there are a lot of people on the street, coming and going.

Yan hang was standing under a tree beside the sidewalk, very bored.

So he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to junior one.

-I came out and paid you back.

I didn’t reply immediately on the first day of junior high school. I was probably exchanging ideas. I came back after a while.

-What kind of money?

-The money for noodles

– didn’t you eat it

“so I’ll pay you back.” Yan hang couldn’t help his voice.

-Oh

– Oh, what the hell is it

– at noon, I have something to do now. I’ll wait for you in the tree hole at noon

Yan hang looks at this sentence. Compared with the first day of junior high school, his typing is really smooth and fluent, which makes people feel happy after the cold is cured.

But I want to laugh.

It seems that ten yuan is really important for junior one.

Yan hang put his cell phone back in his pocket and stretched. He didn’t want to go back now. Let’s go for a walk.

He looked at both sides, and the bridge was more prosperous than this side, so he decided to go there.

He likes shopping very much. Every city’s “street” is different. Even if he sells the same clothes, snacks and toys, he will have different styles.

But he didn’t make it to the “street”.Because he looked to the left when he crossed the bridge.

In fact, when you look at it from the bridge, the river is not ugly. The black mud beach full of garbage has been lost by the trees along the river

Through the gaps between the leaves, there was a small shadow on the beach.

“I “Fuck,” Yan hang grabbed a stone carved peach on the railing of the nearby bridge and shook, “I’m really convinced.”

What kind of pen did you lose? I’ll buy you the same one.

How much is your pen? I’ll give it to you.

Let me see you go through the garbage again and I’ll smoke you.

Don’t ask me why.

“First day of junior high school!” Yan hang stood at the railings along the river and cried.

The first day of junior high school was not where it was yesterday, but it turned to the right. Yan hang frowned and suddenly suspected that the boy didn’t see the exact position of the pen.

However, his ears were better than yesterday. Yan hang turned his head after calling.

Then Leng Leng, Yan hang can see clearly, he forced to sigh.

“Come up.” Yan hang said.

The first day of junior high school hesitated for a moment, shook his head, thought about it, waved to him again, motioned him to go.

Yan hang looked at him, suddenly a little irritable. He took a deep breath and didn’t press it down. His hand on the concrete railing was a little painful, but he still couldn’t control it.

It can’t be alleviated by leaving.

“Damn it He bit his teeth and scolded, “what the hell are you looking for?”

He didn’t go to the iron stairs, so he jumped out of the guardrail.

The first day of junior high school, when he heard the sound of landing, he raised his head and was stunned.

“Let me see you looking for that broken pen here again,” Yan hang pointed to him. No matter what was under his feet, he strode to the first day of junior high school. “I beat your grandma so hard that she didn’t know you!”

Junior one stood still.

“Come here!” Yan hang said that he took another two steps there. When he wanted to go on, he suddenly felt that his feet were soft.

Looking down, he stepped into the mud.

“Don’t…” The first day of junior high school rushed to his side. As he walked, he pulled out two plastic bags from his pocket

Yan hang then found that he had two bags on his feet, one red and one green.

“I don’t want to.” when he spoke again, he couldn’t get angry. He just felt helpless. He didn’t look at the first day of junior high school any more. He turned around and walked back, “play by yourself.”

After two steps, he felt something flashing in the mud on his left.

He stopped abruptly and looked over.

All I saw was a pile of garbage.

He adjusted his angle, deviated and flashed again.

“It’s like I saw your damn pen.” Yan hang went over there.

The first day of junior high school immediately followed behind him, and the plastic bag on his foot made a sound.

When Yan hang bent down to take out the pen half stuck in the mud and tied with a yellow bow, he felt as if he was holding a Buddhist relic.

“Is that it?” He asked junior one with a pen in his hand.

“Yes.” Chuyi nodded and took the pen excitedly.

“Are you blind?” Yan hang asked.

“Yes, it is possible.” Chuichi said with a smile.

Yan hang looked at him and said nothing.

“Thank you.” Junior one took a piece of paper and wiped the pen.

Yan hang took out the ten yuan from his pocket and handed it to him: “give it back to you.”

The first day of junior high school didn’t answer, it seems a little embarrassed.

Yan hang put the money directly into his pocket, turned around and walked to the bank with difficulty.

Junior one has been following him in silence.

After climbing up the riverside, Yan hang sat on the stone bench beside him, looking at the black mud with his foot in a daze.

The first day of junior high school took off the plastic bag on his feet, took out the wet tissue Yan hang gave him yesterday, drew out two of them, squatted in front of him, reached out and began to help him polish his shoes.

“Ah Yan hang was startled and quickly stopped, “what are you doing?”

“Help, help you, wipe, wipe.” Junior one said.

“No,” said Yan hang, taking the tissue from his hand, “I’ll just wipe it myself.”

Junior one looks at him.

“You…” Yan hang grabbed his arm and pulled him up, “sit down.”

“This, pen,” the first day of junior high school was silent for a while, took out the pen again, took out a wet towel and wiped it, “in fact…”

“Is it for girls?” Yan hang asked as he polished his shoes.

There is no sound on the first day of junior high school.

Yan hang turned to look at him: “tie a bow, it’s a gift.”

“Well.” The first day of junior high school looks a little dejected.

“Wash, change a bow and deliver it.” Yan hang said.

“No, I can’t,” said junior one. “It’s dirty.”

“There’s nothing wrong,” Yan said. “She didn’t see it again.”Junior one looks at him.

Yan hang looks at him.

After ten seconds, Yan hang narrowed his eyes: “you don’t want to send me, do you?”

The first day of junior high school dropped his eyelids: “no, I don’t want to send them now.”

Yan hang never received a gift.

No friends, no gifts, only dad will buy things for him on his birthday, but every time is very casual. Last year, he received a pineapple with a note on it, saying that the prince is the most handsome.

“I don’t want that gun bow.” Yan hang said.

At first, he was stunned and looked at him in surprise. Then he quickly removed the bow and hesitated to hand it to him with a pen.

Yan hang took a look.

It’s a new pen, but I can tell from the style that I bought it at least five years ago. I don’t know if it’s a souvenir of grade one.

He took out his cell phone and tweeted.

At the beginning of the live broadcast, a few fans who were more idle than him were there.

-It seems that brother Xiaotian is extremely bored today

– I’m even more bored. I caught up with him twice

“I received a gift.” Yan hang pointed the camera at the pen in his hand.

-Hand in hand

– I haven’t seen a beautiful hand for a long time!

-When will the cooking be broadcast live? I want to watch the hand

“it’s from that child.” Yan hang said.

-Poor thing?

-Ah, ah! Did you give me a pen?

“Yes,” Yan hang shook his pen, “just I got it. ”

-Is the poor boy around?

-Does brother Xiaotian really cover him in the future?

– can you see what he looks like? I haven’t seen it clearly all the time

– yes, can I have a look at it

“you…” Yan hang turned his head and looked at junior one, “do you mind showing your face?”

“Straight, broadcast?” Junior one asked softly.

“Well.” Yan hang nodded.

“Many people, many people?” Junior one asked again.

“Not much.” Yan hang looks at the screen.

“You straight, live, no one to watch?” I’m a little curious.

“Well.” Yan hang nodded.

“For what?” Junior one also looked at the screen.

“Isn’t it a bit inappropriate for you to discuss in front of my fans when I’m live broadcasting that no one is watching?” Yan hangle is happy.

“No one’s watching anyway.” Junior one said.

A bunch of hahaha and 2333333 are on the screen.

“Damn, it’s really reasonable,” sighed Yan hang. “OK, no one will look at it anyway. Do you mind showing your face? These ladies talk about you every day. ”

“Well.” I nodded at first.

Yan hang turns his cell phone to the face of junior one.

“Thank you.” Junior one said.

-！！！！！

-Handsome

– handsome boy!

Handsome? Yan hang looks at the face of junior one on the screen and returns OK, the kid’s very photogenic.

Except for now, for the future and the past, dad has never mentioned a word, and he can only try to tell himself that everything is unnecessary.

They are a pair of father and son who walk in the world naturally and unrestrained. They roam all over the world and live in a arrogant and willful way, free from the influence of even a trace of secularity.

Freedom.

Junior one is envious.

In fact, the envy of junior one is only imagination.

No place to come, no way to return, such freedom, really someone envies it.

Yan hang went into the kitchen and made another meal, adding curry. Dad liked curry, sprinkled it with cheese and put it in the oven together.

After adjusting the temperature and time, he stood in front of the oven and was distracted.

Anyway, as long as dad is there, he will still feel at ease, even if this peace of mind is like the cheese on the surface of baked rice.

“Do you remember when you were a child?” Dad’s leaning against the kitchen door.

“I don’t seem to remember before primary school.” Yan hang said that the sudden mention of such words by his father made him flustered. He didn’t have much memory of his childhood and seemed to have a natural resistance.

“When I just brought you out, your noodles were not cooked. For two people, you cooked a big pot, and the water was dry. The noodles were still raw.” Dad smiles.

“Ah,” Yan hang thought and laughed, looking back at his father, “you don’t teach me either.”

“I don’t know how to teach and cook. You are really self-taught. You don’t even have a first teacher,” Dad said, lighting a cigarette. “Do you want it?”

“Cooking and smoking.” Yan hang said.

“Very particular.” Dad said with a smile.

Then there was a long silence. When the oven gave a Ding sound, Yan hang looked back. His father was still leaning by the kitchen door, but he didn’t find it. He looked out of the window in a daze.”All right.” Yan hang said.

“Fragrant.” Dad sniffed, turned back to the living room and sat on the sofa.

Yan hang took out the baked rice, put it on the tea table and sat down beside him.

Local news was broadcast on TV, and each of them took a bowl and sat on the sofa eating while watching TV. This was a fixed scene in Yan Hang’s memory for many years.

Generally speaking, he doesn’t talk. After eating, he will savor the dishes. Sometimes Yan hang will wash them after he has finished. Sometimes he will throw them to the next day. In the evening, Dad watches TV. He plays with his mobile phone or reads books. He will also let dad say a few words at will, which he translates into English.

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