Nongmoto Junliang

Those people finally left, and Wangcai was finally free. It whimpered and rushed to Nong Lang's side, as if to tell his grievances, it kept whimpering softly, and rubbed its head against Nong Lang's trouser legs.

Nong Lang knelt down and gently stroked Wangcai's head, feeling desolate in his heart.

In order to meet Nong Huaidong, he had to ask for help. At first, Uncle Zhang dragged him around, but later even Uncle Zhang received a call from the company. The new boss had arrived, and he saw that his driver was still there. Serving the ex's son, he immediately uttered harsh words, and if he didn't go back, he would be dismissed as absenteeism. Lao Zhang had no choice but to say goodbye to Nong Lang worriedly.

"Xiao Lang, I'm sorry uncle, I can't help you at this time!" Lao Zhang's face was full of sorrow, and it seemed that a few more wrinkles had appeared.

Of course Nong Lang also heard the call. He smiled and said to Lao Zhang, "Uncle Zhang, you are already the best person to me and my dad! Thank you!"

Immediately, he bowed deeply to Lao Zhang, so frightened that Lao Zhang subconsciously took a step back, "Xiao Lang, what are you going to do!"

"I, Nong Lang, have nothing now, and my house has been sealed by the court. Otherwise, I will definitely thank you! Now I am looking for you in the company, so go back quickly. Actually, I don't have a car, I can go there by bus Those places. But..." Nong Lang lowered his head and looked at Wangcai beside him. In the past few days, Wangcai also slept in the car with him, running around, and the little guy seemed to have lost a lot of weight. He reached out and stroked the dog's head, and said, "Uncle Zhang, can you help me take care of Wangcai for a few days? It's inconvenient for me to take it with me. I'll pick it up when I settle down."

This is the dog he raised with Xiao Che, and he has no choice but to take care of it.

Lao Zhang couldn't help but wiped his eyes, and patted Nong Lang on the shoulder, "Okay, you are a good boy, your father is lucky to have a son like you!"

Lao Zhang finally left, and Nong Lang sat alone on the curb, passing day by day, but without hope, his house was sealed by the court, and now he is homeless, and the place where he lives now All gone.

Chinese New Year is approaching, but there are fewer and fewer people on the road, and there is no youth.

Nong Lang raised his head and looked blankly at the shops on the road. Many of them were closed. At this time of year, the bosses and buddies in these shops would go back to their hometown for the New Year, so it was even more deserted.

He sat for a while, the old north wind was blowing desperately, and it kept pouring in from the collar of his winter jacket. He couldn't help shrinking his neck. This was the first time he felt that it was difficult not to go home.

Are you looking for Qiangzi and Shunzi?no!A few days ago, he had been to the homes of the two of them, and from a distance, he heard the voices of their parents yelling, "Stinky boy, if you dare to see that brat of Nong's family again, I will interrupt you!" legs! His father is now a prisoner of reform through labor, don't make trouble for me, you know!"

At that moment, he retreated, he knew that as long as he went to find them, they would never leave him alone, but he couldn't, at least he didn't want to be kicked out by someone pointing his nose, it was too embarrassing.

hotel?He touched his pocket, only a few hundred yuan left, how many days can he survive?I guess I have to sleep in the ATM again, but the homeless man seemed to stare at him yesterday, but he stared back. I wonder if I can sleep there tonight?Where can he go in this cold weather?

He wondered if Xiao Che would email him again in the past two days?He can't touch the computer, what should he do?

He looked up and saw an Internet cafe, and walked over. The old man at the door saw him and shouted, "Hey, kid, how old are you? Do you have an ID card?"

He was only 15 years old, and of course he didn't have an ID card. He shook his head, and the uncle immediately stood up with his hips on his hips, as if you would never enter without an ID card.

"I'll just... just go in and get my email, you can follow me if you don't believe me!" Nong Lang begged respectfully, but the old man didn't believe it at all, and pushed him out, "Go, go! Little brat! Get out of here if you're not old enough!"

Oh shit!Another brat!Nong Lang suddenly became angry, why these people are mentioning him everywhere, he is just a kid!He can't do anything!

He couldn't see his father, he couldn't stop those bastards from sealing his house, and now he couldn't even check Xiao Che's email because he was just a brat!

"Fuck you!" Nong Lang pushed the old man away, the old man obviously didn't expect his sudden movement, he didn't even dodge, and hit the corner of the table directly,

Nong Lang took a few glances, the old man was actually fine, he was still panting heavily, got up to pick up the phone on the table, and walked into the Internet cafe without looking back.

Depend on!There is no one in such a big Internet cafe, only the innermost machine is turned on, and a person is playing a game. He slaps the person on the back of the head and curses furiously, "Sensible, get out of here for 5 minutes!" ! After 5 minutes, I will leave!"

These days, those who have money are afraid of having no money, and those who have no money are afraid of dying!He suddenly discovered that being shameless is the truest truth in this world.

The man seemed to be terrified by his blood red eyes, fuck, this is not a child, it is clearly a little leopard with crazy hair, wishing to bite anyone he sees.

The man hurriedly dodged, Nong Lang sat down, he clicked on the mailbox, today is five days since Xiao Che left No.20, he hasn’t received Xiao Che’s email for a long time, I don’t know what he will write Woolen cloth?

In fact, it doesn't matter what Xiao Che writes, the important thing is that he must reply the email to Xiao Che, otherwise Xiao Che will be disappointed and think wildly.

Today's internet speed is extremely poor. He refreshed the page and spent several minutes, but he couldn't open the mailbox. His fingers were shaking in anxiety.

It doesn't matter, as long as he can answer Xiao Che's email, it doesn't matter if the old man beats him until his head explodes.

The mailbox was finally opened, and Xiao Che sent him three or four more emails, each of which was packed with a lot of words, and he really wanted to read each word carefully, but he didn't have time.

At this time, there was a commotion at the entrance of the Internet cafe, and then a group of people walked over here.

Nong Lang hurriedly began to reply to Xia Yuanche's emails. He used to type very fast, but today he couldn't control his fingers. The more he wanted to type faster, the more he made typos.

"Xiao Che, I'm fine, take care of yourself, don't read."

He had just finished typing the last word when he heard someone shouting from behind him, "Comrade policeman, it was this little bastard who broke my head and bled so much! Capture him quickly! Is there any law for this!"

He didn't need to look back, he could tell that this was the old guy at the gate, he didn't expect him to call the police directly, Nong Lang turned his head and glanced at the old man, the old man's head was a bit torn and blood was oozing out. #####