Chapter 2: Start reading

Xiao Baobao was eleven months old, and she was still a little meatball in open crotch pants. When she was going to take two steps with her hands tied, her dad was gone.
His method of death was quite brutal. He was in a car accident—when he was on the night shift and went home with a black light. On the way, he pondered that while no one was on the road, he took a two-wheeled bicycle and got into the motorway. A truck crashed and threw it out several meters.
Qin Lianren took the car again, flattened it together, and couldn't drum it back.
Wei Qian's family has once again reached the situation of orphans and widows.
This is actually nothing, there are so many orphans and widows families all over the world-such as their family who sells fritters every morning.
Everyone wipes away their tears, straightens up, and lives like a human.
谦 But Wei Qian soon realized in horror that his beautiful and kind "mother" had turned into a wicked mother all night.
When she was sad, she seemed to have decided that she would be bitterer than bitter cauliflower in her life, so she didn't want to live anymore, so she intensified herself to death. She was very talented and experienced in this aspect, and she did it well.
Wei Qian lives a glass of snakes every day-he has to go to school himself, to find ways to get money, to take care of his little sister who can't even speak, and to guard against a female lunatic who will explode at that moment.
Later, Wei Qian did not even dare to leave Song Xiaobao alone at home.
Every day he goes to school, he sends Xiaobao to the three fat family upstairs or the Mazi family who runs a small restaurant. He asks the three fat mother or Mazi's mother to take care of it for one day, and picks it up after school at night.
谦 Wei Qian was so exhausted that the heavy pressure of life suddenly held him up. The adult could not bear it, let alone a child.
For a while, Wei Qian secretly hid a small knife. Every night when he slept, he held the small knife in one hand and held Xiaobao in one hand. When he saw the knife, he wanted to rush out and kill his mother. When he saw Xiaobao, He had to calm down again, lay back on the bed, and patted her on the back gently, coaxing the little guy who was humming to be awake again.
He also has a younger sister, this is a living creature, an individual. He lives and suffers like him. He was born in such a house. He is the elder brother, so he has to raise her up.
Hamlet tangled a long question "Tobeornottobe", and Wei Qian also used his childhood to tangled a longer question-"Kill the fuck, don't kill".
He lives like a dog, and even has such a philosophical problem, he may be destined to be a person in the future.
During this period, the three fat mothers and the mother-in-law helped him a lot.
Three fat and Mazi are both his hair, the three fat family is urban and vulgar, both of them are mother-in-law who can't make a fart with three feet-living with their neighbors, there is no high-end society People-However, the timid and vulgar neighbors of the city are old-fashioned, and the cowardly and silent little people are willing to help him as long as he speaks.
The three fat mothers are not as angry or as vocal as Mazi, and sometimes she ca n’t stand it, and she is so annoyed that she can't wait to spit on his mother ’s face, but it does n’t work.
This is nothing, Wei Qian knows that she is afraid, because the three fat mothers are poor, but after all, they are good women, and good women are not afraid to provoked the sister-in-law easily, just as serious people dare not provoked the hooligan easily.
Later, Wei Qian's mother finally died in disappointment.
Wei Qian accepted this fact calmly, he knew that she didn't really want to live any longer.
Wei Qian's mother was awakened by a stick from the happiest life of her life. The distress in her heart was incomprehensible to others. She couldn't think of it and couldn't adapt to it, so she deservedly fell again and resumed her old business Later, it even worsened—she went to drug use.
She first accompanied the guest to white noodles, and afterwards, they took a shot of Yunshan mist around the ground. The guest was pleased to tip into her bra and panties. She also used this moment to escape the reality of powerless resistance.
Later, her drug addiction escalated irresistibly, and she began to inject her muscles.
At that time, Wei Qian had a lot of needles in his house. He was usually afraid that Xiaobao would see his mouth plugged. Wei Qian would clean the house three or four times a day. When he saw the needles, he would put them away and destroy them.
After his mother died, all her things made Wei Qian burn a fire-she died of AIDS and was infected by a needle.
Out of the mix, always have to pay back.
This is the motto used by pretenders and the last words left by the woman to brother and sister Wei Qian.
When Wei Qian's mother was dying, his image was like a monster. The whole person was thinned into a bone, his hair was almost lost, his face was seriously deformed, a pair of eyes that were bigger than others were protruding, and the skin was large. The fester was so large that there was no trace of young beauty, it was a dirty toad.
Toad, she is a dying man, and her words are good. She looked at her two children with almost tender eyes and said frankly, "Oh, I always have to pay back when I come out. I already knew that. It's been a day. "
Wei Qian chuckled, thinking she was farting. If she knew that one day, she should n’t have been fooling around, she should n’t have taken drugs, and she should have dressed up as a demon ghost for a few bucks and hunting strangers to the nightclub. .
Like countless fairy-like chicks, she should be wearing a school uniform that may not fit well, with a row of silly Qi Liuhai in front of her forehead, sitting in a classroom sitting listening to the teacher's analytical geometry, and then admitted to a university, work, marriage or leftovers No matter what, I live like a serious person.
Even if she is extra stupid, she can't learn anything, at least she can go to work as a nanny, do odd jobs, and sell early ...
That way, she might live until the age of ninety and see her grandson get married and have children.
But she did not want to, she chose to be a happy and mad female lunatic, Bai grew that flower-like look.
Wei Qian realized that he had finally got rid of this female lunatic and would never see her again. He felt sad and uncontrollably in his heart, as if he saw a lot of life and time running in front of him, and he even Without exhaling a bunch of exhaust gas, everything has disappeared.
But he didn't want to show any feelings. He thought he deserved to hate this woman, and all feelings towards her were weak and rude, so Wei Qian forced himself to think so--she deserved it.
Wei Qian ordered himself to recall his life like for the past five years, and asked her with his deepest indifference: "Sister, why are you born of us?"
The woman thought for a long time, thinking confused, and answered, "Who knows?"
Wei Qian was out of anger. Without her "who knows", maybe this generation has been born into a rich second-generation or official second-generation. Now maybe he can look like a dog!
So he gave her a light push on her shoulder and cursed, "Go to your mother."
I really just pushed it gently—who knew she wouldn't do it in the next second.
She twitched, her eyes opened as big as a ping-pong ball, and she lost her breath for a full five minutes, panting into a dry bellows, and after a crime, she finally successfully braided her hair.
At that time, Wei Qian was less than 13 years old. He was still a lush young man. He just entered the second grade and brought a little sister with two noses—Xiao Bao was five years old. He did n’t know and would just stay on the side. Looking at big brother and mother.
愣 Wei Qianwei let the woman's body be displayed at home for two days, and even it became stink. He didn't think what to do.
The dead sleep more expensively than the living, and they ca n’t afford a cemetery when they sell them—not to mention that Wei Qian did n’t even plan to send the crematorium—the mother is dead, and the dead can make up for it, but He has to live, he has to pay tuition, and he has to feed his sister.
In the end, Wei Qian decided to find a good birthday and good day, and made up a roll of the corpse with a broken mat and threw it directly into the garbage dump, allowing her to degrade and return to nature by herself.
However, Wei Qian did not wait for the implementation. Wei Qian a few little sisters and found their home. The facts show that even Qin Wei has friends with Guaguajuzao.
They shared her money and settled her funeral, but she was sent away. A woman told Wei Qian that she was born undecently, and she should not have died so decently.
The little money left after the operation was left to Wei Qian and his younger sister Xiao Bao. Wei Qian turned over and sold some of the jewelry left by the woman. These things turned out to be the life of the woman ... valuable.
Her baby son had long seen them unpleasant. As soon as she closed her eyes, she immediately sold them out.
Using this little savings, Wei Qian lived a life of raising a small oil bottle. After more than a year of hardship, he graduated from junior high school.
The three-day high school exam ended. On the last day, Wei Qian handed in the papers and rode home.
He reads a lot like that. Working odd jobs and fooling around did not affect his grades, because school was his only connection with the words "future" and "hope" and "decent life", and he spelled it out. I want to seize it.
Along the way, Wei Qian bought several steamed buns, parked the car in a large bicycle shed built in a large tube house, and walked home with something to see the little cub.
The little cub with thin hands, thin feet and thin bones, has a big head, a little taller than Xiaobao, but it doesn't get much higher, maybe about the same size as her.
He was wearing an adult's "two-pole beam" vest, which was bare underneath and had no shoes. The vest was filled with soup and everything. It looked like a beautiful country. He was digging beside a garbage dump in a small alley. Trash to eat.
Such a small thing, I do n’t know how to survive, even wild dogs bullied him. As Wei Qian passed by, Xiaozi was confronting a dog in a small alley—a can of beef that was thrown out by others. .
The wild dog is thin, but not small, with red eyes, and I don't know if there is rabies, but it can survive when the city's dog fight is in full swing, probably a hero among dogs.
Originally Wei Qian did not intend to bother. Like this little cub, I can always see one for months, I was accidentally born, I accidentally lived, and I have n’t had the life of my parents. After a while, I almost died. Now, when Wei Qian was walking there, the little cub who was still in love with the dog happened to look up at him.
At this moment of opportunity, the wild dog caught it, and saw his opponent's disappointment, and immediately rushed over. The little cub was probably chased by people for a long time, and the response was very agile. He flew aside and hid. , So the wild dog slammed under Wei Wei's feet.
畜 The beast was red-eyed, and there was a snoring noise in his nose, as if his eyes were red-hot, regardless of the enemy, and he barked at a soy sauce innocent crowd, and squinted a big yellow tooth.
谦 Wei Qian was thinking about how to solve the problem of tuition if he was admitted to high school. He didn't plan to pay attention to it and raised his leg to leave. As a result, he didn't know what the beast thought about it. He actually lowered his head and sipped at his ankle.
Wei Qian shrank a bit, without biting.
Wei Qian was thirteen or fourteen years old at the time, and his father and mother died with a younger sister who could only runny nose. Although the exams played well, they may not be able to pass the exam, and they were in a miserable situation. If a child grows up this way, his temperament is not normal if it is not cynical--because it means that he is too good at acting, and will likely become a high-intelligence anti-social in the future.
Therefore, the middle two boy who was full of annoyance was anxious on the spot, raised his leg and gave the wild dog a kick. He grew up and foolishly and used to fight. This foot was not heavy, and he directly carried the big dog to the wall. The wild dog was still relentless, and bite another bit on Wei Qian's shoes—fortunately, the shoes were picked plastic shoes. Although they were hard and impermeable, fortunately, they did not bite.
Wei Qian shook it a bit, and when he saw that the dead dog could not be thrown away, he stepped on the wild dog's stomach with his feet, picked up a brick from the side, and slammed his hand on the hero's head in this dog. In a moment, Haojie let loose and smashed it twice, Haojie broke his blood and became a ghost.
Sting people, and dogs, at this time, this kind of place is actually the same-like some people in suits, leather shoes, good houses and cars, and some dogs are regularly polished and slippery. There are still some people and dogs destined to bite their lives and shed blood and sweat for such ridiculous and sad reasons on such a path full of rubbish.
Different lives for the same person and different lives for the same dog.