Adoption relationship

"...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"Ah...my hand...my hand...don't...don't..."

……

The screams reached the junior high school student's ears, and he secretly rejoiced in his heart for his knowledge. Although it really seemed useless, at least he didn't have to be beaten.

Xiang Weiding patted his unstained clothes, hung his schoolbag on his shoulders again, stood up straight, and looked at the two students on the ground who were pale in pain and sweating coldly, he stretched out to them expressionlessly. A small white hand.

What do you fight for?

Rely on ruthlessness.

On the day when he first came to Bingqing City, Xiang Weiding's ruthlessness was enough to entangle an adult, let alone today, after he specially practiced his hands and feet, he was confronted with two and a half teenagers. The result is naturally... …

The screams in his ears stopped, the junior high school student thought in his heart, after the two senior students left, he would go to comfort the classmate who had the same fate as him, and he planned to kindly tell that classmate not to leave in the future This way.For a junior high school student who is often beaten and robbed of money, he was even a little happy to have the opportunity to warn others like a "senior". When he thought about it, he turned his head slightly, ready to take a look at the situation, and then shocked……

Two senior students, one holding his arm was breathing in the air-conditioning, the other rubbed his leg with one hand, and handed over a dozen yuan to Wei Ding in one hand.

Glancing at Weiding, it was only a dozen yuan. He took the money, not very satisfied, frowned slightly, and continued to look at the two senior students expressionlessly.

"I... we... that's all... no... no money..."

Seeing Xiang Weiding's expression, the two senior students shivered. The two moved closer, as if they could gain a certain sense of security, and then stammered to explain.

Xiang Weiding shook the money in his hand, looking at the pockets of their clothes.

The two senior students cleverly understood the meaning of Xiang Weiding's eyes, and quickly turned out all the pockets of their clothes, but there was nothing there, then they opened their schoolbags again, looked at Xiang Weiding pitifully, and said : "Really...really not."

After confirming that the two were poor and white, he waved to Wei Ding and signaled that they could leave.

Supporting each other, the two senior students walked slowly towards the entrance of the alley under the dull eyes of the junior high school student, and after walking a certain distance, they accelerated and rushed out before disappearing from his sight.

Xiang Weiding looked at his watch again, and it was delayed for more than ten minutes. Today, it might be too late to finish the meal before Zhang Jianan went home. He was a little annoyed. He felt that the shot was a little lighter just now, and it should be heavier. He was about to hurry up Going home, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a junior high school student who was cowering.

He took out the money in his pocket, hesitated for a while, gave half to Weiding reluctantly, and then threw it at the feet of the junior high school student, feeling even more unhappy. He cursed secretly "bad luck", and went out of the alley to hurry back Home.

The junior high school student stared blankly at Xiang Weiding who was going further and further away, and suddenly came to his senses, he didn't care about picking up the schoolbag and the money at his feet, and chased after a few steps, rushed to Weiding's back and shouted: "That... ...Thank you, my name is Jiang Weitao, how about you?"

Hearing the voice behind him, Xiang Weiding kept walking without looking back. He was not interested in getting to know strangers.

Jiang Weitao wasn't disappointed when he didn't get an answer. In his eyes, if he was willing to help him fight off those who bullied him and get back the stolen money, then this person must be a good person, and this good person is as old as him, but so powerful. After beating the two older children away, he felt that he had met a legendary chivalrous man with strong martial arts and a good fight against injustice—or at least a future chivalrous man. This imagining made him tremble slightly with excitement.

He thought, if this person is willing to help him, he will definitely be willing to become friends with him.If there is such a powerful friend, everyone will definitely envy him...

He watched Xiang Weiding's figure walking away, and then disappeared... Jiang Weitao stood there in a daze for a while, imagining that he would have a friend who was as powerful as Superman in the future, with a silly smile on his face, from the ground Picking up his scattered schoolbags, and the few dollars left by Xiang Weiding when his conscience found out that he was leaving, he walked briskly...

Xiang Weiding walked home twice as fast as usual. All along, after the person who robbed the money was robbed by him, he didn't care who the money belonged to. Anyway, it belonged to him after it was in his hands. Well, although today's dozen or so yuan is not much, it is better than nothing, but that... that Jiang Weitao, who has been watching from the side, makes him want to turn a blind eye.

Useless people only know how to obey others weakly, dare not resist when bullied, Xiang Weiding is very disdainful of such people now, but after Zhang Jianan went to the martial arts class, he repeatedly reminded him not to bully the weak , Thinking of Jiang Weitao's pitiful appearance, Xiang Weiding gave half of the money to Jiang Weitao in a super annoyed manner.

He obviously robbed the money from the other two, and being looked at by Jiang Weitao's fearful eyes gave him the illusion that the money was robbed from Jiang Weitao...

"Unlucky."

Xiang Weiding couldn't help cursing again, took out the key and opened the door, only to see that the dishes and chopsticks had been placed on the dining table in the living room, and there were sounds from the kitchen.

"Weiding, school is over?" Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhang Jianan poked his head out from the kitchen and ordered, "Put your schoolbag away, wash your hands, and prepare to eat."

"Oh."

Responding to that, Xiang Weiding looked up at the clock in the living room to make sure that it was not too late for him to go home today, so it seemed that Zhang Jianan came back early today.

He put his schoolbag back in the room and changed into another set of clothes before he came out. Zhang Jianan hoped that he was a good boy, so he tried his best to be a good boy in Zhang Jianan's eyes. Zhang Jianan knew.Therefore, although he was sure that there were no traces of a fight on his clothes, he was still afraid that Zhang Jian'an would spot the clues, so he just changed his clothes directly to be on the safe side.

After changing clothes and coming out of the room, Xiang Weiding walked into the kitchen to ask for help, Zhang Jianan handed him two plates of food, and hurriedly said: "You go out first, I still have a soup here, it will be out soon."

Looking down at Weiding, one of the dishes in his hand was spicy pork ribs, and the other was boiled beef. After smelling the smell in the air, he knew that the soup made by Zhang Jianan was braised pig's trotters with soybeans.Zhang Jianan often cooks these dishes for him, because Zhang Jianan said it is good for his health and that eating more can help him grow taller. Every time Zhang Jianan is in charge of the chef, he always likes to cook these dishes.

Xiang Weiding took out the dishes in his hands and put them on the dining table. After waiting for a minute, Zhang Jianan also served soup. He put down the soup in his hands, filled a bowl with half a bowl and handed it to Xiang Weiding, expecting: " Try it, is it good?"

Xiang Weiding took it, swallowed hard, nodded and said: "It's delicious."

Zhang Jian'an wiped his hands, sat down, smiled satisfied, and said, "Then drink more, I stewed for two hours, it's very nourishing."

"...Uh, good..." Xiang Weiding answered with some difficulty.