Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

Zhao Wenhao sneered and said nothing more.

But Zhao Dagou, who was standing by, noticed something was wrong. "Haozi, are you feeling unhappy? Do you want us brothers to go and deal with him? This guy has been staying at Zhao Haifeng's house these days. He has nothing to do all day and is always looking for people to play cards with."

"In our Zhaojia Island? That's fine, let's go find him to play cards." Zhao Wenhao snorted coldly.

Zhao Dagou was confused and asked, "Playing cards with him? That guy is really good at playing cards, especially Golden Flower. It's rare to see him lose. Haozi, don't make yourself look bad."

"Big Dog, Slug, go and make some arrangements later. Take me with you and we'll have some fun with him. Don't worry, I'll provide the capital and the winnings will be yours." Zhao Wenhao didn't want to explain and gave the orders directly.

Seeing that Zhao Wenhao's tone was firm, Zhao Dagou had nothing to say and could only agree.

According to Zhao Dagou's temper, since this kid is in our Zhaojiayu, he can just put a sack over his head and beat him up secretly at night when it's dark.

But Zhao Wenhao didn't want this. Since he wanted to teach Shen Zhixiang a lesson, he would of course meet him in person. There was no need to do things in secret.

He's not a great person, so why should he be like this?

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhao Wenhao stood up, patted the dirt off his butt, took out two Hongtashan cigarettes from his bag, and stuffed them into the arms of the two men.

"I'll go back first and contact you later."

Without waiting for the two to speak, he picked up his two big bags and walked towards the village.

"This……"

Zhao Dagou held the cigarette and looked at Zhao Mingliang beside him.

"Forget it. What does our relationship with Haozi exist? Haozi is rich now and doesn't care about these things." Zhao Mingliang accepted the cigarettes happily without any hesitation.

More than ten minutes later, Zhao Wenhao also returned home.

"Wenhao is back!"

Wei Chunlan, who was chopping pig grass at the door, saw her son flash into the yard. She immediately put down the kitchen knife in her hand and trotted over excitedly.

"Mom, I'm back!" Zhao Wenhao smiled brightly.

Wei Chunlan took the two large bags from her son and walked home with them. "Have you had lunch? There's still some rice left from lunch. How about making fried rice with eggs? And ask your dad to buy some pork belly in the evening."

Zhao Wenhao didn't eat lunch, mainly because there was nothing delicious at the bus station and it was not clean.

"Okay, give me the knife, I'll help you chop the pig grass, and you go and fry the rice." Zhao Wenhao reached out to take the kitchen knife.

Wei Chunlan was not willing to let her son work, so she hid the kitchen knife behind her. "The pig grass is almost done. Go wash your face quickly, it's covered in dust. Come over in five minutes for dinner."

After saying that, he walked straight to the kitchen without waiting for Zhao Wenhao's response.

Zhao Wenhao shook his head and smiled, not arguing. He knew Wei Chunlan was just like that. Or perhaps most mothers in the world were just like that.

So he went back to his room, washed his face and wiped the sweat off his face.

A few minutes later, Wei Chunlan called Zhao Wenhao's name in the kitchen, and it was obvious that the rice was ready.

"Mom, where is our dad?" Zhao Wenhao asked while eating fried rice.

"It seems like he went for a stroll in town. There's nothing going on at home, so let him be." Wei Chunlan hesitated.

"I heard he got beaten up while playing cards?" Zhao Wenhao asked deliberately. "Is it serious? What was the reason?"

Wei Chunlan looked a little flustered, but pretended to be calm. "I just had an argument with someone and pushed each other a few times. It's no big deal, we've already reconciled."

Zhao Wenhao sighed inwardly and did not continue asking questions to avoid embarrassing Wei Chunlan.

That evening, Zhao Aiguo finally came back from a stroll outside. When he saw his son at home, he was a little stunned, then pretended nothing happened, muttered a few words, took the two packs of cigarettes that Zhao Wenhao bought for him, and happily returned to his main room.

"When I ask you if you have money, you always say no. How come you have some now?"

"Go quickly and buy the ones from Zhu Laosan's shop. They are authentic."

"When your son comes back, you'll have money to buy him some pig sashimi. I'm at home every day, and I never see you take the initiative to buy anything for me. Are you still my wife?"

"Wenhao is my son, but he's not your son, is he? Here's twenty yuan, keep the rest for yourself. Go quickly, Wenhao is outside, if he hears you, he'll get angry again."

Listening to the whispers of Zhao Aiguo and his wife in the inner room, Zhao Wenhao laughed and hurried out of the main room and came to the yard.

"Wenhao, your mom said you like Zhu Laosan's pig three treasures. I'll go buy them for you now!"

When he came out of the main hall, he saw Zhao Wenhao standing in the yard, and Zhao Aiguo tried to please him deliberately.

Zhao Wenhao didn't expose her, but said, "Go early and come back early, I have something to do tonight."

Zhao Aiguo originally wanted to ask what would happen in the evening, but he thought less trouble is better, so he rode his bike to the town.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the family had just finished dinner when they heard someone outside the yard calling Zhao Wenhao's name.

Zhao Wenhao knew that it must be Zhao Dagou, Zhao Mingliang and others.

So he said hello to Wei Chunlan and Zhao Aiguo and went out.

"Haozi, we've contacted Shen Zhixiang, Zhao Haifeng, Zhao Dashan, and you and me. Slug can't play, so we won't bring him along."

Zhao Dagou pulled Zhao Wenhao aside and explained the situation in a low voice.

"Okay, take this money first." Zhao Wenhao took out 200 yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Zhao Dagou's pocket. Then he said to Zhao Mingliang, "You come too. Watch from the side when the time comes."

Zhao Dagou did not refuse the 200 yuan. He could not even take out 50 yuan from his own pocket. If he really had to go, he would not even have the capital.

"Let's go." Zhao Mingliang pointed in the direction.

So, the three of them walked towards Zhao Haifeng's house with flashlights.

"Hey, Wenhao is here. Mingliang said you were back, but I didn't quite believe it. Come in!"

Zhao Haifeng was at the gate of the courtyard. When he saw the three people coming, he walked up to them and greeted them without any courtesy.

In terms of seniority, Zhao Haifeng and Zhao Aiguo were of the same generation, so Zhao Wenhao would call him uncle. However, he wasn't very old, only twenty-eight. Therefore, whenever Zhao Wenhao and his friends met him, they would just call him Zhao Haifeng.

"I just came back and happened to meet Dagou. I was bored in the evening and Dagou said he was looking for someone to play cards with, so I came over to play." Zhao Wenhao made up an excuse.

Zhao Haifeng didn't care and pulled Zhao Wenhao into the house.

As for Zhao Dagou and Zhao Mingliang, they see each other every day, so there is no need to be polite.

When I walked into the house, the other two were already chatting there.

One of them, Zhao Wenhao knew, was Zhao Dashan, who was in the same group. The other, a young man around twenty-four or twenty-five, was someone Zhao Wenhao had never met before. He was probably Zhao Haifeng's brother-in-law, Shen Zhixiang.