XXXV

By the third day, Weiqian's house had returned to normal.

Although Wei Qian just came back to recuperate from his injuries, did not do anything, but his role is like a sea pin and mascot mix, as long as a poke there, everyone will be able to do what they want to do.

Early in the morning, Wei Zhiyuan greetings, pack a good bag ready to go to the summer camp report, just opened the door, upstairs an enamel cup "bam" fell down, Wei Zhiyuan shrinking feet, look up.

Just see upstairs three fat door stood a rather beautiful woman, is using the voice of the three fat home launched a million decibels shockwave: "Xiong Yingjun, you give me out!"

The old bear locked the security door, pulled the inside door open a crack, and hid inside with a weak meow, "Husband, ma'am, rest in peace."

Mrs. can not rest, eyes are angry red, the whole a big eyes and eyelids of the rabbit: "Well, you grow the ability, a go for several months, not a word, I thought you were dead! Why don't you just die outside? As soon as you come back to the little vixen home a shrink, I said Xiong Yingjun, you are not small, point face can die?

Wei Qian nearly spewed out the soybean milk, and was busy walking out with one foot deep and one foot shallow, sending Wei Zhiyuan away, "Hurry up and go to school, don't pick up the music."

Then he put his hand back on the door of his house and leaned back in the hallway, clasping his hands on his chest and listening to the "heavenly music" from upstairs with a concert-like expression of enjoyment.

Seeing that outside the house is going to stage a main house to catch the third child spectacle, three fat quickly and sorrowfully squeeze the old bear to one side, pulled open the security door of his own home, said in a low voice: "Iron fan sister-in-law, count me to beg you, you look carefully, there is a long as my old pig such as the 'little vixen'? "

Mrs. Bear was shocked on the spot by the big face of Sanfat that took up her entire retina, and didn't squeak for half a minute.

The old bear, a goon, took the opportunity to tiptoe into the house, but was not surprised when Mrs. Bear soon discovered the intention.

Mrs. Bear bellowed, stretched out her sharp fingernails, four-two-thousand pounds of a pickpocket away from the three fat, two steps into people's homes, caught the old bear out, rolled up his sleeves on him to a one-sided domestic violence, to catch back.

Three Fatty stood in awe, empty-handed and bare-chested, simulating a hat-off action, bending down and stretching out his hands to see them down the stairs, Wei Qian couldn't help but do the same hat-off salute as Three Fatty.

The two of them watched with delight as the old bear was dragged away alive, and said in unison, with a tacit understanding that no one else could fathom, "People are cheap!"

The ...... old bear s expression of grief and indignation was inexplicable.

But after two days, the old bear came back.

He knocked on the door of Wei Qian's house, and when Wei Qian saw him, the first thing he said was, "I'm surprised you haven't been killed yet?"

"......," the old bear was silent for a moment, "still alive and well, to your disappointment."

Old Bear offered Wei Qian two options for him to choose from, one is Wei Qian on the basis of a fair price, a slight discount, the part of the price he received to sell to the old bear, he took the money to go away, a kind of his money as a share, the old bear uniformly sold out, and he split the profits.

But where Wei Qian wasn't lacking in heart, he would have chosen the second one, so the old bear closed his palms and said the real purpose of his trip, "Great, anyway, you haven't started school yet, go sell medicine with me in the summer vacation."

Wei Qian stretched his injured leg out in front of the old bear and asked him, "Boss Bear, feel your conscience and tell me it's still there and hasn't been taken by the dogs."

The old bear asked with a grimace, "Don't you want to see for yourself how your long-distance traveling turns into yuan, wobbling and lining up into your account?"

Wei Qian: "......"

The old bear rolled his eyes, then made a new suggestion and said, "I think that Mr. San is a person who is very much in tune with me, so we can pull him along with us on the thieves' ship in the future."

Wei Qian asked from the bottom of his heart, "How did you see this?"

The old bear said, "I think Mr. Three is a very Zen person, look at his name - it is said that when he was a child a monk passed by his house, he had to say that he was destined to be with the Buddha, and he wanted to take him to shave his head, but only the mundane parents did not want to give it up, so they compromised a little bit and took the 'fish' character of 'wooden fish' and took the name Talking Fish."

Wei Qian narrowed his eyes and listened for a while, and found that the thickness of the three fat cheeks to a higher level, actually can "phlegm" such a life-long shame of the name to this point, so he asked: "He did not tell you that his real surname 'Lin', from the The Leifeng Pagoda was smashed down when he landed on the ground?"

The old bear said with a long sigh, "Three views do not match ah, mortal man ah ......"

Wei Qian: "Go talk to your 'pro-activity' grandma."

While talking, Xiao Bao happened to run back from outside, the old bear looked at her carefully, "This is your sister ah, how old is the little girl?"

Wei Qian smoothly pressed his hand on Xiao Bao's head, "Soon to be fourteen, little earthbound grandson, not as tall as someone ten years old."

"It's all right, growing late," said Old Bear, looking kindly at Xiaobao and seeing through the phenomenon to the essence, "Look at her big feet, she can't be short later."

Bao vomited a good deal and froze, unable to hear whether it was a good or bad sentence.

Before leaving, Wei Qian sent the old bear out, and the old bear asked in a seemingly casual manner, "Where is your brother?"

Wei Qian said, "Went to summer camp."

The old bear was silent for a moment, "Summer camp? Good learning, huh?"

Wei Qian smiled hypocritically, "Where, he can't, he's just average, but slightly better than me."

"Clever, well read," Old Bear shook his head as if tersely sighing for something, and said to Wei Qian, "But you have to educate well."

Wei Qian froze, "Huh?"

The old bear slowly stretched out his hand and gestured, "This sword, thin to a certain extent, all over the body will seem to be only that layer of edge, most of the ancient evil weapons and demon soldiers go this way. This kind of thing sword to go sideways, once sheathed to bring down a layer of flesh and blood. But people are not steel, if you live yourself too 'thin', it is too dangerous, easy to be blessed with a thin life also thin ......"

"So what, you wait, I'm a bit uneducated," Wei Qian pulled out his ears, "Can I trouble your old man to be able to express himself in a more human language?"

"...... "The old bear looked at him, the big fairy like face slowly showed an aggrieved expression, "I fucking which offended your family that little brat, actually tipped off my wife, again this, again this I can not spare him! "

With that, the old bear walked away with murderous little steps.

Wei Qian thinks Wei Zhiyuan snitching this matter, how to say? Do a little lack of virtue, but lack of virtue lack of great pleasure.

But then again, since people were suing him, Wei Qian decided to show it, so when Wei Zhiyuan came home from vacation over the weekend, his big brother waved at him with his nose in the air, "Get your ass over here!"

Wei Zhiyuan's heart jumped and he slipped and rolled over.

Wei Qian put his injured leg on a low table, "snapped" and lit a cigarette, and asked Wei Zhiyuan in a tone of "confessing to leniency and resisting severity": "Tell me yourself, what have you done? "

Wei Zhiyuan's mind went blank at that time, instinctively thinking that it was the incident at the meat processing plant that had been discovered.

His first thought, however, was not what would happen to him, not whether there would be police/cops coming to arrest him, not whether he would be guilty of anything - but what would he do if his big brother knew.

Will Big Brother think he's scheming? Does he think he's scary? Will he think he's raising a hateful brat around him?

Wei Zhiyuan immediately panicked, his face "brush" a white.

Wei Qian didn't expect him to react that much and froze, reflecting for a moment and realizing that he really didn't say anything heavy either.

He coughed dryly and rolled his eyes, making himself sound less fierce: "Tell me about you, how old are you, huh? Still do this kind of thing, do also do it, but also let people know sued to me ...... cough, of course, does not mean that do not let people find out is right!"

Wei Zhiyuan's drifting sanity finally came back to him bit by bit - right, big brother called him over in that tone just now, how could it be something big?

Besides, although the man in the warehouse is dead, the door was locked by the shift worker, the man walked in by himself, and what he did was just to buy some wine with that guy's money, not to mention that he had already been cleaned up and no one would investigate, and even if someone had investigated the causes and consequences clearly, who could convict him based on this alone?

Wei Zhiyuan was shaken loose heart back to the cage, back to the state of iron heart.

Glancing at Wei Qian, Wei Zhiyuan viciously spat on his own squareness in his heart.

The little teenager's heart was like a sea, calm and unruffled on the surface, always seemingly rational and serene, but inside it contained a great rebellion and a rising and falling restlessness, permanently balanced on a dangerous, touch-and-go tipping point.

In such a sea of mind, Wei Zhiyuan thought: what can brother know? Anyway, he swore that he would take good care of his big brother for the rest of his life, and what he had, he would give to his big brother, even if his big brother wanted his life, he also regarded it as a return of the grace of raising him back then, and cleared the air.

So what does it matter what Big Brother thinks of him?

Wei Zhiyuan deceived himself and thought, "I'm like this anyway, it doesn't matter what others think of me."

But on the surface to Wei Qian, Wei Zhiyuan still maintained his usual good behavior and admitted his mistake with good grace, "I was wrong, next time I will definitely make an anonymous call."

"Bah!" Wei Qian stood his ground as a parent and ensured his outward disapproval, while, at the same time, secretly expressing his inner preference and deciding to give Wei Zhiyuan a reward.

He hopped up on one leg and put his arm around Wei Zhiyuan's shoulder, slowing down his tone and saying, "Tell grandma not to cook later, let's go out to eat."

Wei Zhiyuan looked natural and didn't seem to have the slightest abnormality, but the palm holding Wei Qian's waist was drenched in sweat.

The last month of the summer vacation, Wei Qian and three fat followed the old bear east and west to talk about business many times.

Wei Qian realized that the old bear is definitely not as bearish as he showed, his road is very wide, hand what business are stained - associated with their Northwest line of understanding, although everyone's purpose is to pour medicine, the road is not affected by the final goal, as long as you can make money, see the business opportunities, what money is pouring what.

The old bear's eastward and westward thrusts don't seem to be in the headless

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Reading in sections 35

Flies are bouncing around like flies, but are instead accumulating and figuring out what's going on.

When he's not doing anything, Wei Qian still likes to soak in Old Bear's pharmacy, occasionally dealing with a few customers, mostly gossiping, and occasionally squeezing Old Bear with Three Fatty.

The old bear can hold a boat in his belly and does not see eye to eye with their youngsters.

Chatting about the old bear died to buy pot that thing, three fat can not help but ask: "Boss bear, you say that we Qian'er this kind of money-minded poor people also even if, your old man's family is big, how also so playful to do it?"

The old bear said leisurely, "Of course it's for profit. The so-called businessman is a person who earns profits by taking certain risks, you admit it, right? Taking risks and making careful choices are the basic skills of a businessman."

Wei Qian split the stage on the spot, "Forgive me for being blind, I can see your ability to take risks, as well as pulling people into the pirate ship to take risks with you, and the rest is too subtle to see."

The old bear commented on his opinion in short bursts, "Hair is long and short."

Sanfat suddenly shook his bushel fan and laughed so hard that the bed of his teeth showed.

Wei Qian decides to get his half-length hair, which is running in the direction of a beastly artist, cut in time for the start of the school year.

"In the first place, but you are dead to get on this thief ship of mine, Mr. Xiao Wei Zi you don't turn black and white ah. Besides, you should thank me, I pull you on this thief ship is a real Noah's Ark," the old bear big words a knock on the table, began to deliver a personal speech, "I tell you, the next ten years is a what kind of decade it. First of all, labor-intensive industries do not have any future, like those what ...... to open a restaurant, do manufacturing, do OEM, that is not good, they can only be squeezed in the day-to-day peer competition and rising labor prices have no room for survival."

"For example, you," the old bear pointed at SanFat, "Third student, that idea of yours of opening a hot pot store and selling pork, you'd better throw it away, that thing of yours is barely enough to make ends meet, but it's too tough to do well, and you won't be able to do much good with your IQ."

Three Fatty was struck on the ideal level of life and looked at Boss Bear dumbfounded.

"Technology-intensive enterprises ...... Oh, what literature and art, high precision, all count, they are much more vital than the former, so it is good to go to college, knowledge and technology can indeed change fate," the old bear swept Wei Qian, aggravated the tone, said. "However, the spring of technology-intensive enterprises is still halfway so far, our whole society didn't have time to get to that level, maybe ten years later, we will cultivate the hotbed of technology industry, but not now, it's still budding, during the next ten years, this kind of industry will stumble and grow under a kind of monopolized shadow, it's easy for you to mix up with the middle class in it, and you also might get ahead, but the latter will take time."

Wei Qian closed his mouth and listened carefully to Old Bear's words.

The old bear picked up the teacup, drank a mouthful, and barred his mouth hard: "Only capital-intensive industries, that is the true high-end will not decline in the next decade, one or two people, several hundred million, billions of dollars of the project, you can pry, what is the realm of that? You hand a steady flow of cash flow through, your brain will simply have no 'earn money' two words this kind of petty bara concept. But one, this kind of industry has a natural high threshold, is that you first have to first have capital, the original accumulation of capital is a wickerwork process, than you later do everything is more difficult, you ride on my ark, is the same as taking the shortcut to the original accumulation, understand? Tsk, uneducated little brat."

San Fatty elbowed Wei Qian, "Qian'er, what he means is that it's as lucky as winning the lottery for you to follow him in life and death for once."

Wei Qian said, "Yes, why do you think I didn't use this rare bit of luck on buying lottery tickets?"

Old Bear looked askance at Wei Qian, his expression sinking slightly, "But I admit my mistake, I was a bit misjudging the form this time, misjudging the risk, especially I can't help Xiao Liu, unfortunately, there's not much left in their family, otherwise I can still make up for it."

At the mention of Xiao Liu, all three were silent for a moment, and San Fat, the only one not involved, sighed, "Brothers don't have this life."

Old Bear lit a cigarette and stuck it upside down in the ashtray, letting the wisps rise on their own, as if they were sticks of incense.

Three fat and Wei Qian glanced at each other, suddenly felt a little affectionate - the two of them in the big acacia tree to commemorate the hemp, also so upside down a cigarette.

The old bear said to Wei Qian, "In fact, I didn t want to take you at first, you this person ......"

Wei Qian: "It doesn't fit with your three views."

The old bear rolled his eyes, Wei Qian and his life and death, said life-long friendship is not too much, a lot of words he no longer have scruples, so he said bluntly: "Your first time on my store, methodical not hemp claw, I would have thought that you are a talented person, the fact is that you are indeed, bold and smart will grasp the opportunity - -But that time I gave you five thousand dollars, you really then ah?"

Wei Qian: "Oh, so you don't really want to give it?"

"Not ......" the old bear choked, "I don't mean that, more than you deserve, you have to at least push back, right?"

Wei Qian: "You won't give if I push?"

Old Bear: "Will still give."

Wei Qian rolled his eyes, "You're sick, aren't you Comrade Xiong Yingjun?"

The old bear sighed: "You have to know, at your age, opportunity, vision and insight and experience is the most important, always focusing on so two dollars for what? Money is temporary, long-term? I told you that money is water, the more you clutch the less, do you believe it?"

Poverty, originally Wei Qian's scales, however, at this time his account has been six or seven million dollars in assets, at the time is not a small property, miraculously ...... his attitude towards this scales also unconsciously relaxed a little, and even able to laugh at themselves as if to get the desktop and discuss it with people.

Wei Qian laughed: "You don't stand around talking without pain, who doesn't know how to talk about axioms? Don't I know that money is a son of a bitch? You are a rich second generation wearing gold and silver, don't come to this set with us little people. If you also have an old man and a young man, and have lived the kind of days where you ate the first meal without the next meal, and were strapped for cash at all times, you also have to be like me, penny by penny card."

The old bear pinched Wei Qian's face with both hands and pulled his eyelids down: "You roll back your eyes - who are we standing around talking without a pain in the back? Your brother and I are the generation before the reform and opening up, you go home and ask your old lady, what did we have when we were young? Our family was so poor that we couldn't cook, and when I was ten years old and followed my father to risk killing his head to go to sea, you little bastards still don't know in which monkey mountain to pull the flag."

He was telling the truth, Wei Qian and San Fatty didn't squeak.

"Hair is long, you are hair is long, you are short." The old bear hated and said, "It is not poverty and material deprivation that hurts people, it is contrast, contrast understand? You are always looking at others, anxiety in the heart, no bottom."

San Fatty remembered the assholes Wei Qian had done and immediately clapped his hands in praise, "Qian'er, Brother Xiong is right!"

Wei Qian waved his hand: "What you say is nonsense, deep in the mountains and old forests of those seventy years old monks, one by one, they are more thoughtful than you, if you have the ability to compare with others to sit in zazen to go. What's wrong with my ignorance? What's wrong with my anxiety? I'm a young man who rolled out of the mud, what do I take as my backbone? Selling my body? It's really the most annoying old men like you who are strict with others and lenient with yourselves."

After thinking about it, San Fatty seemed to think it made sense, so he immediately fell back, "Brother Xiong, Qian'er is right!"

Wei Qian and Old Bear gave him a look at the same time, ignoring the wallflower.

In September, Wei Qian finally left Old Bear's store briefly and reported to school, after a military training, more than a month of hard to white back a little skin and light speed black back, carrying luggage home bumped into the three fat, three fat pointing at him with a smile that can not see the teeth: "Come on, brother, quickly sing a guillotine case for my brother, your look, no need to put on make-up, stick a crescent moon will be 'night judgment of yin, day judgment of yang'!"

And Wei Zhiyuan went to junior high school and began to show his more inhuman side, the first year in the first year, the second year he jumped into the junior high school focus class.

As if to verify the words of the old bear, he really grows more and more "thin", after the realization of Weiqian finally pay attention to him, Weiqian found that the child does not speak or laugh, calm eyes like hiding two sharp knife, only at home, but also still like before, as understanding and attentive.

But Wei Zhiyuan knew to play dumb and sell cute when he was a child, but at that time, he could still see the shape, but now, Wei Qian is somewhat unable to feel it.

Only occasionally at the dinner table, the whole family on the size of the TV news in the small and medium-sized gossip, Wei Qian can only from Wei Zhiyuan's words, listen to a little bit of unintentionally exposed, radical traces to.

There was also the fact that Wei Zhiyuan didn't love clinging to him anymore - of course, when a boy grows up to a certain age, this is supposed to be a necessary step, Wei Qian used to find it annoying for the little cub to be clingy, but now he suddenly felt lost.

And Wei Zhiyuan is actually more than just "unglued" to him.

One day, Xiaobao glimpsed that the arithmetic paper Wei Zhiyuan was using was the school's notice about the winter long-distance running competition and casually asked about it.

Wei Zhiyuan shook his head, "I don't want to participate, don't sign up."

He said politely, but in fact, he thought in his heart, running around a thing in a circle is something only a donkey would do, it's stupid, he won't go.

Fortunately, the words on his mouth sounded very polite, Song Xiaobao took his words and continued, "I remember when my brother was in junior high school seemed to participate, as if he also took a second prize ...... Hey, is it the second or the third to come? Can't remember."

Wei Zhiyuan's penny dropped.

Half a month later, Xiaobo saw the certificate and prize book of the "First Prize of the Winter Long-distance Running Competition" on his desk.

Song Xiaobao grew to this age, late maturity of the mind finally keep up with the average level, she did not stupid enough to open her mouth to ask Wei Zhiyuan not before that do not want to participate, only in the heart secretly searching for: the second brother this is and big brother than?

Wei Qian spent his college life in peace, selectively ignoring the old bear's words of caution, "Don't be money-minded", and accepting the part that "everything can be poured" - from small phone cards at school to large medical equipment sales with the old bear. -From the smallest phone card in school to the largest medical equipment he sells after the old bear, he is not idle all day long.

Other people's spare time is "playing soccer, playing and falling in love", Wei Qian's spare time is "selling things, selling things, selling a lot of things".

Wei Zhiyuan also seems to have become a dormant volcano, has been holding Wei Qian a heart and soul, but also has been honestly study well every day, no one to stimulate him, he did not do anything out of the ordinary.

Of course, out of the ordinary or not just Wei Qian did not know.

Wei Qian ten days eight days follow the old bear in the outside or live in the school, busy can not wait a week to go home to see.

And whenever he came home, sleep would turn into torture for Wei Zhiyuan.

As Wei Zhiyuan grows up little by little, his height catches up with and even vaguely exceeds that of his elder brother, a certain indescribable restlessness becomes more and more difficult to ignore.

That small piece of shadow that had been locked away in the deepest recesses of his heart as a teenager grew thicker and more pervasive.

Wei Zhiyuan instinctively resisted, but day by day he could not resist that indescribable thirst and anxiety.

Well, at this time, that is, Wei Qian's senior year of college, everything seems to be as if it is the best of all possible worlds, their city's cancerous shantytowns have finally been rectified, and they are going to move out from here.