Little Assistant's Childhood Shadow

"Big sister, you are really lucky to have such a sensible son as Xiaofeng." The proprietress of the garbage station weighed several bags of soda cans that Qu Wanting had picked up, and glanced at Xiaofeng who was helping to clean up. .

"No way..." Qu Wanting replied shyly.

She has stayed by Zhao Dong's side for too long, and has forgotten how to get along with outsiders. Even though she has been away from that sad place for seven years, Qu Wanting still can't let go of everything.

"Thank you, auntie!" It was Xiaofeng who helped the proprietress of the garbage station to carry a large bag of soda cans to the side.He put down the bag, turned around silently, there was a pile of books in the corner, Zhao Feng felt itchy in his heart.

"Go...you can take what you want to see." The proprietress noticed more than once that Zhao Feng's attention was on the books they took back from their home. She liked Zhao Feng's mother and son very much. There are a lot of people picking up garbage who can't make a living, so the mother and son, the proprietress, seem to be pleasing to the eye.

Not to mention how poor they are, how many times their clothes have been patched, the two people always wear straight clothes, and they speak well, unlike those old fritters who can't spit ivory out of their mouths. Selling some rubbish stares at her like a thief, fearing that she will cheat them.

It is said that if you raise your hand and don't hit people with smiling faces, the proprietress loves to see Zhao Feng's shy smile with his small mouth pursed, which is much better than those half-children around who only know howling and howling all day long.

"Elder Sister, then... how embarrassing it is..." Qu Wanting felt that it was inappropriate, "You also spent money to get it back, so it's not good to let him take it for nothing every time."

"Oh, what's the matter! Those books are treasures in the bookstore, but as long as they come to me, they are all weighed by the catty. To be honest, they are not as expensive as your soda cans..." The proprietress didn't even look at Qu Wan. The fish-scale bag that Ting handed over was tied with a plastic rope, and it was placed neatly on the scale.

If it were someone else, she would have to pour it out and check it no matter how much trouble it took.She was tricked several times by those unlucky people who used plastic bottled water to weigh the scales, and she was forced to check it every time.

But she never checks Qu Wanting's things, because she is at ease, especially at ease!Qu Wanting sorts and sorts them out every time, more carefully than she sorts out herself, and being serious about Qu Wanting, the proprietress will fill in Qu Wanting's odds every time.

"Okay, okay, if you really feel sorry, then..." The proprietress put away the calculator used for accounting, and took out a few bills and coins from her pocket: "Here, I won't give you zero today." ! Is this all right?"

Qu Wanting took the money, showing crooked eyebrows with a smile, and nodded to the proprietress.

"Xiao Feng, your mother agrees! Why don't you hurry up and take what you want to see?!" The proprietress was straightforward and pungent, she slapped Zhao Feng's buttocks, who was looking for books in the hills, with a clear and crisp sound. When it reached Qu Wanting's ears, the coin in her hand fell to the ground in fright.

Although Zhao Feng didn't say anything, Qu Wanting understood that what Zhao Feng tabooed most was physical contact.She froze in place, praying that Zhao Feng would not be angry.

She loves Zhao Feng, because Zhao Feng is her son born in October, and he is her only sustenance in this world.But at the same time, she couldn't help being afraid of Zhao Feng, especially when those seemingly gentle eyes looked at her calmly, as if they could draw out all her thoughts with just one look, and then held them in his hands. The last one was dismissed and thrown back to her feet.

The expected thing didn't happen, Qu Wanting saw Zhao Feng's body stopped for less than two seconds, and soon he started to look for books in the pile of books again.

Qu Wanting knew what books he was looking for: it should be some high school textbooks, because she saw Zhao Feng read all the books in the third grade a few days ago.

At night, in their small house with air leaks everywhere, Zhao Feng looked at the newly found book today under the dim light.In addition to the necessary textbooks, Zhao Feng took a few extracurricular books that he thought were good as usual.

"Eat a piece of watermelon?" Qu Wanting put down the cattail fan that was fanning Zhao Feng, and pointed to the porcelain pot on the ground next to it. Inside were several pieces of watermelon with thin skin and red flesh.She made money selling scraps today, so she picked up more expensive watermelons and begged the boss to sell her a quarter of them.

Zhao Feng closed the book, walked to the basin, picked up a smaller one with his right hand, and a larger one with his left hand, and sent them to Qu Wanting without raising his head, "Mom, you eat too."

In the long summer night, the mother and son are eating juicy and sweet watermelon in this small broken house that no one else wants, and the days don't seem so sad.

"It's you again! Damn, why are you the first to pick up good things every time there is something good!" The speaker was holding a long wooden stick in his hand and a fish scale bag on his back. A half-year-old boy who is about 20 years old and about the same age.

"Put it down! Put it down...do you hear me?!" He pointed a wooden stick at Zhao Feng and yelled, but it didn't have any effect.

Without saying a word, Zhao Feng picked up the TV set that was thrown away on the ground, it was a bit heavy, and his body was shaking a little since he hadn't eaten meat all year round.

"Master, I told you to put it down, don't you fucking have ears?!" He seemed to be in a hurry, he raised his hand and waved the wooden stick in his hand, and slammed it on Zhao Feng's shoulder impartially.

After hitting Zhao Feng, he immediately regretted it. Before he could take it back, his hand stopped in mid-air, and the momentum just now was vented a little bit along with his stiff body due to nervousness.

"You, you let me go now and I will let you go today, or else, or we will kill you..." Without the consent of others, he arbitrarily pulled the few people behind him into his camp. A few of them gave him face, knocking on the wooden sticks in their hands and echoing in a decent manner: "Yes, brother, teach this kid a lesson today!"

He suddenly felt that he had great confidence, straightened his body, threw the wooden stick, and ran towards Zhao Feng, who was holding the TV set and staring at him indifferently, and started to grab it.

"What are you doing in a daze, come and help me!" The people behind him hurriedly prepared to move forward, just as they were about to move their feet, when they raised their heads, they met Zhao Feng's cold eyes hidden behind the short hair that hadn't been cut short in time. .

Several people inexplicably felt a chill run down their spines. You looked at me and I looked at him. After a while, they gritted their teeth: "A brat, there are so many of us, what can he do to us, I don't believe in this evil!"

A group of people swarmed up, all their hands were struggling with Zhao Feng's two arms, but after a long time of tugging, there was no progress.

"Fuck, I told you not to let go, don't let go, don't let go!" The man at the beginning jumped over the wall in a hurry, and after several tosses and struggles, he kicked Zhao Feng from behind and fell to the ground, followed by his feet wearing cloth shoes. Without mercy, he began to greet Zhao Feng's hand who was holding the TV.

The others followed suit, but they were still a bit timid, not daring to hit Zhao Feng's hands hard, and kicking Zhao Feng's back a few times in a show of anger was considered to take care of their elder brother's face.

Ten minutes passed, and the rough soles of Zhao Feng's hands left pieces of flesh and blood on the back of his hands, and the oozing blood flowed down the back of his hands along the casing of the TV.

"Brother, how about...or forget it..." Seeing the blood, several people were a little scared.

They usually only dare to show off their power in front of these people who live by picking up scraps, at most they want to make fun of themselves, but they really haven't had trouble with anyone to the point where they are today.

"Yeah brother, isn't it just a broken TV set? I heard that Jinhua KTV was recently taken over by a big boss, and it will definitely be refurbished. By then, there will be as many outdated old-fashioned TV sets as you want. ,right?"

When the person called Big Brother heard it, his anger subsided a lot, but then he thought about it: he has such a big KTV, so many TV sets must be packaged and sold directly, why waste time and effort to throw them this piece of garbage Let them take advantage of the field?

Thinking of this, he was so angry that he spit on the ground and raised his foot to greet Zhao Feng again.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

A mid-spirited roar instantly made the so-called eldest brother, who is both middle-aged and foreign, weak in his hamstrings. He looked around in fear, and a person slowly walked out from behind the corner.

1.8 meters tall, with an inch-length cut, with bulging muscles wrapped under black short sleeves, a stare made a group of youngsters on the opposite side flinch and retreat several steps.

"There are so many people bullying a child, isn't it quite capable?" He was obviously smiling as if joking with them, but the few people were already so frightened that their legs were shaking like chaff.

"Big brother, big brother, we, we didn't do this on purpose, we didn't do it on purpose..."

"Yeah, we were just kidding around..."

"Play? It's fun, so is this fun?" After finishing speaking, he raised his leg and kicked the person who caused trouble at the front three meters away, causing him to fall on all fours.

"Who else thinks it's fun, stand up, and I'll play with you!"

How could anyone dare to stand up, and a few people supported the 'big brother' who couldn't get up because his legs were weak, and fled all the way.

"Thank you." Zhao Feng tore off the hands stuck to the TV, stood up slowly, leaned against the TV to relax his legs that were numb from kneeling for a long time, and was about to solemnly bow to the person who saved him bowed.

"Don't, don't, don't, you can't afford it." Zhao Feng just lowered his head, and was stopped before he could bend down: "It is the duty of every citizen to protect the future flowers of the motherland."

Since he didn't want it, Zhao Feng didn't force it, he just said thank you again, picked up the TV, and planned to go home.

"Hey, your hands are like this..." The man stopped Zhao Feng's movements, and then picked up the TV by himself: "It's so hot now, I don't treat a wound properly, and be careful of re-infection, my house is nearby, Come back with me to bandage."

Zhao Feng raised his hands and tried to move his fingers, but he was able to move freely, but it hurt a little.He looked up at the tall man, who seemed to sense that Zhao Feng was looking at him, and responded with a slightly honest smile, freeing a hand to snore vigorously on his head.

"The kid is a bit talented, where is your family from, are you interested in coming to my martial arts school for further study?"