Chapter 3: Start reading

Wei Qian was afraid that the "Gou Guixiong" could not survive the crime, so he thoughtfully made a few more bricks, until he smashed the dog's head into a slump. Then he threw the bricks out of his breath and wiped his hands on the wall. Dog blood.
He had the opportunity to look up and take a look at the little cub that hurt him, but the little white-eyed wolf had already snatched the bucket of cans while he was hitting a dog, and hugged it in his arms.
Probably Wei Qian's eyes were too murderous, Xiao Zizi froze obviously, looked at Wei Qian with a pair of eyes, and a row of canned soup from the corner of his mouth accidentally flowed down. , Licked his hand clean.
The unknown fire in Wei Qian's heart was more prosperous, and he could not wait to step down this little cub's head and let him lick his shoes.
Seeing his horrible eyes, the little guy thought he was going to grab his canned food. He immediately became vigilant, hugged the canned food, stood up against the corner, and put on a heroic stance to defend the territory.
Wei Qian was frustrated again, thinking how much better he was with such a gadget?
He took a sip on the ground boringly and turned away.
In the past few days, Wei Qian did not waste precious vacations. He went to practice booths with Asako Sanfa during the day, sold yellow videotapes, and found a job in the billiard hall at night, earning ten yuan a day for viewing fees. .
发现 He found that the little cub he met that day seemed to be home in the alley full of rubbish. Every time Wei Qian went out, he could see him looking for his dinner in the dump.
When Wei Qian passed by, if he was in a good mood, he would occasionally throw a gimmick to the little ghost.
Wei Qian has always been hostile to his biological parents. The earliest children learned how to get in touch with other people in the world from their relationship with their parents. Therefore, it is difficult for him to not hate society. His love is more limited than the rain in the spring in the north The reason that he occasionally looked at the little fellow differently was that he had observed the child.
He found that the little boy was fully equipped with arms and legs, no physical disability, not only no problem, but also higher than ordinary children, his appearance was invisible, but his eyes were dark and bright, which should not be worse than that If he is really taken care of by his parents and died, he should be sent to a social welfare home. Such an age and conditions will definitely be rushed to adopt.
The little boy was wandering outside. Wei Qian guessed that either there was a guardian, but the guardian abused him, and he ran out by himself, or was trafficked from an early age and managed to escape.
Either way is to flee, because others are not good for him, and he ca n’t live until he can escape. Wei Qian understands that feeling, and he may even have some sympathy for the disease.
Of course, even if he is sympathetic to his illness, Wei Qian sometimes feels pitiful about small things when he is in a good mood. Most of the time, he keeps his cold and sharp heart well.
But it was his sporadic kindness that caused trouble.
On that day, Wei Qian's high school entrance examination score came down. He did well. He was 20 points higher than the admission line of the best high school in the city. He could be ranked in the top ten in the district and placed on others. I am afraid the parents are going to entertain Yes, Wei Qian was welcoming, so I did n’t buy steamed buns for dinner. I bought a bag of meat buns and it was a celebration.
Wei Qian thinks he should be happy, but he doesn't. He seems to have blocked two big stones, one stone is a high school and high cost, and one stone is no matter how good or good he is.
努力 He tried to make himself ignore them, so the whole man was in a very weird state-his brain was hot and his heart was cold.
When I passed by, he dropped a meat bun to the little boy next to the garbage dump and thought for himself: this is meat bun hitting a dog, he won't go back.
Who knows that the little thing didn't let his bun go back, he stuffed the bun into his stomach in twos and threes, then packed it again, and chased it together without hesitation.
I was like a little stray cat. Whoever fed him a mouthful of sausage would know who he was.
Wei Qian looked back in shock, and said that the major event was not good, and he had to buy one, get one free!
He was originally blocked and impatient. He turned back several times and scolded him fiercely. He also pushed the little boy, pushed the little boy to the bottom, squatted, and even tried to hit, but the other party followed him persistently. Followed to their house.
The house of Wei Qian's house originally belonged to his uncle, that is, the father of his deceased ghost. The uncle was alive and dying, so the house returned to Wei Qian's mother. Now she died too, and passed on to him. There has been a certain number of years here.
Laotiaozilou, a typical urban shantytown, a garbage dump downstairs, messy, the quality and economic capacity of neighbors are generally below average, and many people living here are not very friendly.
Being righteous and selfish, enthusiastic and unfriendly, they coexist with poverty and backwardness in this residential area without any contradiction, and they are strangely harmonious.
For example, the single old lady who lives in the opposite door is relatively unfriendly. Whenever she sees Wei Qian, she rolls her eyes from a distance, and then throws the door as if she saw something unclean. Sometimes she deliberately throws garbage Thrown in front of his house.
At the beginning, Wei Qian was too lazy to share her general knowledge. He was a big child with a small child, and he didn't worry about worrying enough every day.
Furthermore, why should the poor be difficult for the poor?
Wei Qian later understood that the poor can only be difficult for the poor, and only the poor, otherwise what should they do?
Auntie is a sister-in-law. He is a sister-in-law. In principle, the old lady scolded the sentence.
I'm different today.
He didn't do anything wrong. Even if he looks traditionally, he is better than anyone. Why is it that he lives so hard?
His outstanding performance in the middle school exam pulled his upper body to another world, while the lower body was still in the boundless swamp, which not only allowed him to see the boundless world, but also made him unable to escape his inherent identity and class. .
Even if he is like three fat and asp, a purebred social scum gangster, he will not be so painful.
Wei Qian's overheated brain and cold heart finally pushed him to a critical point. He stared down at the stinking garbage at the door of his house, and his arms were bursting with blue veins. His eyes were like mother, but Far from her beauty, the hatred and gloom shrouded all year round almost became his natural gas, handsome and eye-catching, and gloomy.
The young boy Wei Qian squatted silently, picking up and throwing away the rotten fruit peel leaves in front of the house.
小 The little boy who came back didn't know what happened, and watched.
Wei Qian took the garbage two steps silently, and suddenly didn't want to do it anymore. He suddenly threw the garbage in the doorway of the opposite door, turned his head and snarled at the boy, "What the do you think? ! "
The little boy was startled and took a step back instinctively.
Wei Qian said fiercely, "Little hybrid!"
The cricket leaned against the corner of the wall, looking at him with wide eyes and cautiously.
Wei Qian took a deep breath. He wanted to work hard to suppress the evil fire in his heart. As an "adult", he didn't want to lose his posture in front of Xiaozi.
这一 However, at this moment, he found that he could not restrain himself, and even his eyelids kept jumping ... He was not really an adult after all.
Wei Qian suddenly turned around without any warning, picked up a large stone from the ground, and smashed "Dang Dang" on the window of the old woman at the opposite door. The broken glass fell to the ground, and a scream came from inside .
Wei Qian: "Let me listen to the old man. I didn't care about you before, it was because you were seventy and eighty years old and had a good job in a few years. Then you come to touch my mildew again. I destroy your whole family. ! "
There was an old woman screaming and screaming in the squatter room, and the other party apparently didn't take his half-size boy in his eyes.
Wei Qian said nothing, turned around and took a kitchen knife out of the house, kicked her foot on the door of her house, and broke the door lock of her house, leaving only a metal chain shaky to connect, the teenager took it The kitchen knife slashed hard at the door of the house, his face was pale, his eyes flushed, and he seemed to be a neuropathic murderer. He cried the old lady who scolded him.
Since then, the old woman has begun to hide from Wei Qian, spreading rumors that he was a murderer, but the old woman never dared to swear in front of Wei Qian and never throw trash to their door.
It seems instinctive to bully and fear.
But at that time, Master Wei's appearance at the time of the evil devil scared the old lady, but he couldn't scare the little boy. The little boy still perseveredly leaned at his door.
Wei Qian completed his intimidation, and slammed his door in front of the little boy, locked him out. The little boy wandered alone for a while, and finally, he bent down and put Pick up the sporadic left by Wei Qian's door, put it away and throw it away.
甚至 He even picked up a few twigs, tied them together, and swept the ground.
Then he curled up at the door like a puppy no one wanted, and then slept asleep.