Don't run after school

Zhou Baoshan couldn't help laughing, she was just joking yesterday, but Cheng Jin was as serious as doing her homework, and she acted cute to him here.

Zhou Baoshan returned a kiss he was tired of, then lifted the quilt, put on a sweater and jeans, and walked to the living room.

Auntie was already making milk for a few children, and the second and third child stood next to her and looked up eagerly. The two little ones were no taller than the table.

As soon as the second child saw Zhou Baoshan, he jumped up and called "Brother", and the third child also rushed over to hug him.

Zhou Baoshan kissed each other, and then asked, "Where's your sister?"

"My sister went for a run, and I'll be back later."

"Didn't you tell her not to exercise every day? She's only seven years old. If she becomes a girl, can she marry?" Zhou Boshan said.

Zhou Boshan is the only younger sister. She has no other hobbies, but Taekwondo. Not long ago, the taekwondo coach called Zhou Baoshan and said that there was a boy who was two years older than her in the restaurant. After chasing her for a semester, people now hide away when they see her.

"Baby, my brother told you that my brother will go out for a few days in a few days, and then brother Cheng Jin and auntie will take care of you, okay?"

As soon as he said that he was going to leave, the second child began to wipe away his tears quietly, pouted his lips and curled his lips twice, and then rubbed his eyes over and over with his little meaty hands.

"Brother, don't go away, okay?" The second child hugged his thigh aggrievedly and said, "I can't leave you."

"Call me if you miss me, Zhou Ze, you are a grown man, you need to be more mature, okay?" Zhou Baoshan patted him on the shoulder.

The two-year-old adult man in front of him let go of Zhou Baoshan's leg with some helplessness, "Okay then."

Cheng Dingfang also had quite a few friends in Rongcheng, and when he heard that he was coming back this time, he took him to have a good get-together.

Seeing him come back drunk every day, Ji Hui felt unhappy.

She sat in the bathroom and complained to her younger brother about the past few days, complaining a lot.

"I'm really annoyed to death. There are so many messes in this family. I just watched the old woman with a bitter face and a Kefu face the day before yesterday, leading her son there to make me look bad. Drinking and throwing up all over the place, I have to quarrel with him every day." Ji Hui grabbed the toilet paper on the table and tore it up, "I don't know when I will be able to return to Beijing, the old houses here are small and dilapidated, My sisters are still waiting for me to go back to play mahjong, it's really annoying."

"Sister. If Cheng Jin really comes back from Rongcheng, after that, you probably won't get any of Cheng Dingfang's property."

"How is it possible? I'm his spouse. This is the number one heir, and I'm protected by law." Ji Hui frowned, "Besides, Lao Cheng is young and strong, you're thinking too far Bar!"

"A person without long-term considerations must have near-term worries. Can you understand this, sister? Besides, there is only such a precious son in Cheng Dingfang's family. His son treats you so badly. If something happens to Cheng Dingfang, you will probably be kicked out immediately." Yes. Sister, I was thinking, you have to stop Cheng Jin no matter what, and you can't let him come back. His coming back is simply too much of a threat to you."

Ji Hui thought for a while, "What you said makes sense. I treated him so well when he was a child, and now he looks at me and wants to strip me off. However, Lao Cheng has such a stubborn temper, no matter how I stop him, he won't listen ah."

"The old ones are stubborn, and the young ones are even more stubborn. If you're like this, find someone to make his mother..."

Ji Hui thought about it for a long time after listening, and felt that something was wrong, "Then what if Cheng Jin finds me, with his violent temper, he dares to poke even the little gangsters, I can't afford to provoke him."

"Just let people say that Cheng Dingfang asked him to do it, and then give him a hush money. The relationship between this son and Lao Tzu is already bad. He will definitely be more angry when he hears it. He will never think of asking. Even if he asks, he will I won't believe Cheng Dingfang's explanation, Cheng Jin blamed his parents, so if Cheng Jin is killed, he won't go home."

"It's a shame you figured it out."

"Hey hey. Sister, whether I can eat well and drink spicy food for the rest of my life depends entirely on you. I must help you find a way out, right?"

Ji Hui put down the phone, thought for a long time and picked it up again.

At five or six in the afternoon, the sky suddenly turned cloudy, and Cheng Jin remembered that his mother didn't bring an umbrella when she left the stall today.

Then I rode my bike to the gate of the school to deliver an umbrella to my mother.

Today is Saturday, and there are not many people left at the gate except the senior three who are still in class.

Cheng Jin's mother was under the wall and was about to close the stall when a few gangsters rushed up aggressively.

The little gangster who took the lead in making trouble, with an unfriendly expression on his face, nodded at the people around him, turned over the stall without saying a word, and kicked the tricycle aside.

"Fuck me." Cheng Jin put down the mountain bike, rushed out like an arrow from the string, held down the unscrupulous young man who was kicking the tricycle, and beat him, and the people next to him saw Cheng Jin coming, and threw the steel pipe at him hit.

When Cheng Jin's mother saw this scene, she was so frightened that she was out of her wits. She cried and wanted to pull away the gangsters who beat up Cheng Jin, "Don't hit my son, let me go, don't hit my son..."

However, her strength is too weak, and these people are armed with weapons, so they can't do anything at all.

A gangster saw the situation and kicked her right in the heart, kicking her to the ground.

Cheng Jin's mother clutched her chest and sat on the ground for half a day, unable to stand up, crying out in pain, seeing the stall being smashed into a bad shape, sad and distressed, but she could only cry and tell them not to fight.

Cheng Jin was tightly entangled by several people and couldn't break free at all. Seeing his mother crying, he was like a trapped beast, breaking free from the oppression of several people, dragging the one who kicked the old man. Damn people beat hard.

"Try fucking kicking again!" Cheng Jin's half of his face was swollen and bruised, as if a paint tray had been knocked over, and he pushed the person who kicked his mother into a corner and beat him into a grandson , Every kick hit him where it hurt the most, beating him until he screamed.

Seeing that the damage was almost done, several people exchanged glances, stopped and ran back in a hurry.

Cheng Jin still wanted to run after him, but was stopped by his mother, "Stop chasing, Jinjin, forget it, forget it..."

Cheng Jin clenched his fists, wiped the nosebleed from his face, lowered his gaze, and stared fiercely at the ground.

If his mother hadn't stopped him, he had just promised not to cause trouble, so he really wanted to beat those grandchildren to death!

The little gangster in the lead shouted back while running, "If you dare to stay in Rongcheng and not go home, you will learn more than this."

Hearing this, Cheng Jin gritted his teeth angrily, clenched his fists tighter, and his knuckles turned white from the pinch.

My mother's eyes also changed, she looked at the mess in despair, and couldn't help cursing, "Cheng Dingfang, it's really not a thing."

Cheng Jin helped his mother up, and calmly walked in front of the stall owner who had just watched their mother and son being beaten, but said nothing, gritted his teeth and said in his heart, "In my life, Cheng Jin, even if I die in Outside, they won't recognize him as a father."

Cheng Jin took his mother to the hospital for an examination, and sat in the corridor with an ice pack on his face.

When Zhou Baoshan rushed over, she glanced at him, frowned and asked, "What's going on? Which grandson did it?"

"It's not grandson, it's my old man." Cheng Jin said, "He's more grandson than grandson."

"Your father did this to you?" Zhou Baoshan snatched the ice pack from his hand and gently pressed the wound for him.

Zhou Baoshan’s impression of Cheng Jin’s father was still in his childhood. Every household in Jingli Street was powered by the neighborhood committee, and only Cheng Jin’s house had a generator.

At that time, there were always power outages in summer, and his father was very proud to let Zhou Boshan go to their house to eat watermelon, saying that his house had electricity.

Later, Cheng Jin's father was always away, so it would be nice to see someone else once out of ten times he went to his house.

Maybe it was because he pressed his hand hard, Cheng Jin let out a "hiss".

Zhou Baoshan said in distress, "I'm sorry."

"It's something my dad can do." Cheng Jin said, "Anyway, he was raised by my grandfather before, so he also gave me this kind of education. He thinks it's only natural for me to teach my son. This Forget it, but why beat my mother! My mother is not in good health, and the little bastard kicked her heart! If my father didn't instruct them, they would not dare to do it. If my mother has the slightest Mishap, I will never forgive him for the rest of my life."

Seeing Cheng Jin swearing as if he was about to rush up and beat someone up in the next second, he looked exactly like an angry little tiger.

Zhou Boshan didn't speak, but raised her head and patiently helped him treat the wound.

Cheng Jin sighed and asked, "Do you think that I'm quite disobedient, no matter what, he is my father after all?"

Zhou Boshan looked up at him, shook her head and said, "Is he worthy?"

In the early years, he was busy earning money and was absent from the family, allowing that little boy to spend a childhood without a father, and then suddenly appeared in his life, bringing another strange woman with him, saying that he would form a new family with him.The little boy felt frightened and uneasy, unwilling to accept it, so the so-called father became furious and asked the little boy why he became like this and why he was disobedient.

Until the little boy's spirit was hit, he often lost control of his emotions, and would be in a trance when he was excited.

Zhou Boshan can imagine what Cheng Jin went through in those eight years to resist his father's existence so much.

So, he held Cheng Jin's hand tightly and hugged his shoulder.

Cheng Jin put his chin on Zhou Baoshan's neck, feeling that he would understand everything without saying anything, and the tacit understanding they had cultivated over the years made each other feel that every moment was very appropriate.

It was Zhou Boshan who gave him the power to fight against the world, and it was Zhou Boshan who made him feel the temperature of embracing everything, opening up and letting go of his power.

Only by Zhou Baoshan's side can he be the complete and real Cheng Jin.