Beyond Gold and Jade [Interstellar ABO]

It's two o'clock at noon.

A morning's time is fleeting like running water.Pei Qingque did exactly as the proprietress said, she only needed to do some light work of washing the vegetables, peeling the fruits, and putting the washed dishes back on the shelf.

When Pei Qingque returned the apron and overalls and stood at the door of the tavern to say goodbye to the proprietress, some sense of unreality still remained in Pei Qingque's mind.The light pink short sleeves were put on Pei Qingque's body, and against the backdrop of the noon sun, the little guy was glowing white.

After waving goodbye to the proprietress who was leaning on the door frame to watch him off, Pei Qingque turned and left the tavern, jumping up and down happily, and her steps were very brisk.

The distance between the tavern and home is not too short. After walking under the scorching sun for more than 20 minutes, Pei Qingque managed to complete half of the distance.

Stopping in his tracks, Pei Qingque stood in the pitifully small patch of shadow on the side of the road to rest for a while, he exhaled hot air, his black and white pupils turned and his eyes unconsciously drifted to the side.Surrounded by residential buildings planned and built in the Ninth District, not only the appearance and decoration are exactly the same, but also the distance between the two buildings is strictly in accordance with the regulations, and there must be no slight deviation.

Residential houses have only two floors, and the gray and white walls are as dull as their formal patterns. There is only one square window in a building.There are no street lights on both sides of the street, which is fine during the day, but at night, the entire street and even the entire Union District will be plunged into boundless darkness.

The crude structure also determines that these buildings do not have eaves. Pei Qingque can only rely on the gradually westward sunlight and try her best to hide herself in the shadow left by the house itself.

The wall on which her back was leaning was also hot from the sun. Pei Qingque frowned, and only stopped for two or three minutes before being forced to leave the narrow area by the wall like a frying pan. in the shade.

It's a pity that before he had gone far, Pei Qingque, who was burying his head on the road, suddenly found a large crowd of shadows appeared out of thin air in front of him, like a roadblock, firmly blocking him.

With a pause in her footsteps, Pei Qingque immediately raised her head, and after seeing clearly who the person in front of her was, her cheeks that were flushed from the heat instantly turned pale.

"Little bastard, your hands are long enough." The middle-aged man who had been cleaned up by the ice face that day stood in the center of the crowd and took the lead to take a few steps. The iron rod in his hand made a harsh sound as it dragged across the ground Noisy, his face was gloomy, and there was no shadow of the pitiful shrinking at that time: "Is the tavern a place you can go? Huh?"

In the early years, the man was nicknamed "Shuriken" because he liked to use the blade hidden in the palm of his hand to plot against others when fighting with weapons. He was also one of the top figures in the second largest gang in the Ninth District. Deep, but worried about Wen Zaiye's reputation and influence, he dared not act rashly.

Originally, just one Wen Jingyi was enough for him to worry about, but who knew that that kid alone was not enough to grab business with him, and he even stole another little bastard from nowhere, and now even his little customer base was lost Get it clean.

There is also the proprietress of the tavern. His famous "Shuriken" has been chasing her for so long, and the other party will not let go. Today, when he wanted to drink, he realized that the proprietress was actually smiling and waving at this little white face.

Old and new grudges welled up in my heart, whoever can bear this tone is not a man!So Shuriken entangled a few good brothers who were usually in the rivers and lakes, took a few iron bars, and blocked Pei Qingque's way home aggressively, vowing to teach this little bastard who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth a little blood lesson.

The faces of the group of people opposite were clearly written with the words "I'm a bad guy, not a good guy". Pei Qingque put her hands behind her back and clenched her fists subconsciously, watching those big-headed, big-eared, bad guys move little by little. Pushing forward, Pei Qingque pursed her thin lips into a straight line, and suddenly shouted at those people: "Wait a minute!"

I don't know if it's because he is not proficient in blocking people, or if Pei Qingque's voice is really effective, Shuriken actually signaled his little brothers to stop, and said vigilantly: "Where is the person next to you? What happened today? Didn't see him?" As he said, he looked around, always guarding against the sudden attack of the man who almost broke his wrist that day.

The brain made a judgment almost instantly, Pei Qingque pretended to be calm, pointed behind the group of people, and said loudly: "He is right behind you!"

Then, while shouting at the shuriken, he looked back. Before the younger brothers could react, they turned their heads and ran away!

Shuriken found that there was nothing behind him, and realized that he had been deceived, so he ordered in a rage that the younger brothers should be divided into nine groups, and each person would be responsible for each intersection. Whenever he saw a kid, he would immediately grab it and bring it to him.After hearing this, the younger brothers took orders one after another, and started a carpet-like search along the fork in the road.

The terrain of the residential area is very simple, which is extremely unfavorable to Pei Qingque. He barely escaped the search of several people. He passed by that crazy subordinate several times, and he only needs to turn around before being discovered by the enemy.

Hiding behind a waste cardboard box, Pei Qingque covered her mouth, restraining herself from panting uncontrollably due to excessive running.

At this time, there was no Wen Jingyi, no Mianmian, and no ice face. Pei Qingque squatted on the spot, hugging her knees, and could only hear the sound of her own violent heartbeat in her ears. I clearly felt the coldness and terror of the dangerous, violent, and prey-to-the-strong joint zone described by other populations.

Pinching the flesh on her calf, Pei Qingque gritted her teeth and forced herself out of helplessness and fear.

Realizing that he absolutely couldn't stay in the same place for too long, even though he was trembling all over, he still managed to stand up, ready to go to the next place where he could hide.

"Hey, kid, is it fun to hide and seek here alone?"

"Ah ah!!!!!!!!!"

At the same time as she stood up, Pei Qingque clearly felt the touch of being gently patted by another person from her shoulders. The nerves that had been tense for a long time were finally broken at this moment. As soon as the other person's voice fell, It was completely covered up by Pei Qingque's scream of collapse.

Wen Zaiye was frightened by Pei Qingque's scream and took a step back, raised his hands in embarrassment, indicating that he was really harmless, and said in a low voice:

"Don't call me, I'm not a bad person, I'm Wen Jingyi's father, I met you guys before, remember?"

Pei Qingque saw Wen Zaye's face clearly, her heart that was about to pop out of her throat finally let it go, and let out a long breath.Before he could speak again, he saw the figure in front of him flash, followed by the muffled sound of a fist hitting the flesh from behind.

Without even giving him a chance to moan and cry out in pain, Wen Zaiye punched to the flesh, and soon knocked out the gangsters who were chasing Pei Qingque to the ground.

Patting the non-existent dust on the jacket, Wen Zaiye turned to Pei Qingque, trying hard to show a kind and kind smile that belonged to the elders: "Look, uncle helped you drive away all the bad guys, uncle really Not a bad guy."

Probably because he really has nothing to do with the "kind and amiable elder", Pei Qingque looked at the other person's weird expression with a smile on his face, secretly moistened his dry throat, then opened his mouth, saying in a cautious and tentative tone: "... ...Thank, thank you?"

……

In the end Wen Zaiye decided to send Pei Qingque home.

Walking on the road, even the air was filled with a thick embarrassment.

Pei Qingque really didn't know how to face Wen Zaiye, who had the identity of "Wen Jingyi's father", so he could only repeat and stammer his thanks.

Scratching his head, Wen Zaiye felt that this was not an option. After thinking about it, he went straight to the point and said, "Xiao Yi is actually not my biological son, but an abandoned baby I picked up from the street. .”

"This place is no better than the Star Field. It is actually very difficult for omegas to survive in the joint area. There are no medicines, no inhibitors, and omegas are so delicate that ordinary people can't support them. I don't know why that little bastard is so picky. , under the combination of beta and beta, he can still give birth to an omega."

Perhaps because he realized that it was really inappropriate to say these things to his son's good friend, Wen Zaiye stared straight ahead, and smiled awkwardly at the air: "Hey, these are not the point, the point is that Xiao Yi didn't know what to do in the past few years. , suddenly said nothing and didn’t want to continue studying, and clamored to work and earn money every day.”

"You are his good friend, can uncle ask you for a favor?"

Hearing this, Pei Qingque, who had been walking abnormally with her head buried in Wen Zaye's first sentence, raised her head.

Seeing the flattering expression on Wen Jaeye's supposedly cool and domineering face, he suddenly seemed to be stabbed somewhere deep in his heart.

Trying to hide the darkened eyes of Juju after hearing the words "picked up", Pei Qingque said seriously: "You saved me, you should do me a favor, if there is anything I need to do, as long as I I will do my best within my ability.”

"Hey," Wen Zaiye is a rough man, when he heard Pei Qingque's answer, he didn't think much about it for a moment of joy, and said with a smile:

"It's not that serious. Uncle just wants to ask you to ask Xiao Yi why he doesn't want to go to school. Just ask this clearly. Everything else is trivial."

It's not difficult, Pei Qingque nodded after hearing this, and agreed to Wen Zaiye.

The smile on Wen Zaiye's face was bright, compared with the chic demeanor that taught Yan Xinxin that night, he was a different person, looking like a completely silly father.

Taking a full view of the other party's expression, Pei Qingque lowered her head and puffed her cheeks, and sighed softly in her heart... After all, his father would not lose his composure because of an adopted son.

After more than ten minutes, the sharp corner of the roof of the small western building appeared in front of the two people.

Pei Qingque quickly calmed down, stood in front of the steep slope and tidied up her chaotic thoughts, put a cute smile on her face, and Wen Zaiye said politely: "After passing this slope, my home is here. Thank you for today Help me knock those people out and send me back."

After a pause, he added: "You see, this slope is quite steep, so I don't trouble you to send me up."

It's a pity that Wen Zaiye didn't understand the implication in the child's words at all, he laughed loudly "ah ha ha ha", waved his big hand, and said in a calm voice: "It's okay, a good person will do it to the end, that's all, you Wen Brother doesn't pay attention at all." The mysterious self-confidence in words and deeds is exactly the same as Wen Jingyi, and it can be seen at a glance that they are father and son who came from the same family.

Pei Qingque had nothing to do with the overconfident character of Wen's father and son, so he could only follow Wen Zaiye up the steep slope slowly.

When Pei Qingque climbed to the top step by step, he finally returned to the gate of his house. After tossing for a long time, he was exhausted and was panting on his knees with his head bowed. He patted his right shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Hey, do you know who that person is in front of your house?"

A familiar smell of cedar came across the tip of his nose, and Pei Qingque raised his head in shock, his pupils constricted for a moment, he was so nervous that he subconsciously held his breath, his mind was like boiling paste, and he was completely unable to think.

The voice that has been engraved into the soul rang in his ears. Pei Qingque watched the other party's thin lips open and close, and the deep and sweet voice rang in his ears like thunder:

"Baby, who is this man next to you?"