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Chapter 15
At this time, there are very few people on the street. People who are eating, watching TV at home after eating, and walking have not come out yet.
As soon as Yan Hang went out, he glanced at both sides of the road. The lights on the street were bright, and everything seemed to be calm. Then he went to the Chu family to see, the street lights were not all on, and it was not clear if there was anything in the dark place. condition.
"Let's go to his house," Dad said. "You call again."
"Well." Yan Hang took out his mobile phone and continued to dial the number for the first day of the first year.
This time it wasn't that no one answered, it was simply unable to connect.
"What the hell?" Yan Hang frowned.
"Let's go," Dad said. "Go ahead and take a look. There are so many nooks and crannies in this area. Maybe people are blocking them."
Yan Hang followed his father and walked in the direction of the Chu family.
To find such a place to block people, he only needs to follow his father, basically like a radar, he used to stand for him, and his father can hit him every time.
So he always felt that his father had messed with him back then.
"I don't think the poor kid has ever gone out to play with anyone like this before, so he must be excited," Dad lit a cigarette as he walked.
Dad pointed to a fork in the right front: "It won't go very far."
That's the way to the river, it's not too far to get to the river, and there are still few people.
On the first day of the first day of the first year, he had been hiding from the crab, indicating that he did not want to have a conflict with the crab, and the crab and Li Zihao must have different ways of "making fun". In this case, he would resist on the first day of the new year.
Yan Hang stepped up behind his father.
As soon as he crossed the fork in the road and saw the willow tree by the river, Yan Hang heard the unique laughter among the gangsters, as if all the gangsters all over the world had a unified standard and could make the same laughter and roar. .
"Four people," Dad said, "so easy."
Turning the intersection, Yan Hang saw four people standing under the semi-dark street lamp in front of him, with a figure sitting on the ground in the middle.
The school uniform on the first day of junior high was really burnt to ashes and scattered in the wind, he could recognize it.
They were still 20 to 30 meters away. Those few people didn't notice that someone was coming here, and they smiled attentively. First, someone kicked the back of the first year of the first year, and then the crab stepped on the first hand of the first year. Another person went over and bent down and grabbed the waist of the trousers of the first grader.
"What a ridiculous thing." Dad said.
Just after saying this, on the first day of the first day, he suddenly pulled his hand out from under the crab's feet and put his head on the nose of the man who was pulling his pants.
The man shouted loudly amid laughter.
The crab raised his foot and kicked the head of the first year of the first year.
"Fuck." Yan Hang scolded in a low voice and rushed over there.
Crab was the first to find someone coming, but Yan Hang's speed made him unable to react for a while even if he saw it.
When Yan Hang rushed in front of him, he only had time to raise his arms and prepare to block the possible attack.
Crab's reaction was quick, but Yan Hang didn't greet him.
Dad said, inertia is a good thing.
He jumped up and put his knee on the crab's right rib by inertia. The crab bounced back without making a sound and fell to the ground.
The two friends of Crab behind him surrounded him, Yan Hang didn't look back, there was his father behind him.
The second time he attacked, he used his fist to hit his head, and he punched the face of the person who had just kicked on the back of the first year of junior high school.
When he turned around, Dad had already kicked one, grabbed the collar of the other, and threw it at the tree trunk next to him.
The flick was useless, and the man staggered to stay steady, but he bumped into the tree anyway.
When Yan Hang pulled the first day of the first day from the ground, the man rushed back, and there was a flash of light in his hand.
"Knife," he said.
Dad went up to meet him, slashed at the man's wrist, and the knife fell to the ground.
Yan Hang hadn't reacted yet. Dad had already carried the man towards the railing, and while the man was struggling and kicking his legs, he raised his hand and threw him off the river bank.
Let's chirp.
The man fell into the black mud of the riverbank.
Yan Hang turned his head and looked at the crab that just got up from the ground.
On the first day of the first day, the crab just came back, and it is estimated that he is building his own prestige. If he runs away now, he will be very embarrassed.
So he rushed up again.
Maybe it was because his fighting spirit was aroused, maybe because he gave it a shot, the speed at which he rushed over was a little astonishing.
As soon as Yan Hang pulled the first day of the first year aside, his fist was already in front of him, and Yan Hang only had time to tilt his head.
Dodged the crab's ring, but did not dodge the unknown thing on his finger, and was slashed on his face.
The opening should be very shallow, and Yan Hang's feeling is not too obvious.
He raised his elbow and smashed the crab's head, the crab swayed, and his eyes lost focus for a moment.
When the crab raised his hand again, the first day of the first day suddenly rushed over.
He jumped up violently with a dashing dash, and hit the crab's back with his entire body, and hugged the crab with his arms from behind.
With this bump, the power used in the first day of the first year was astonishing, and Yan Hang heard a bang.
It feels like the crab may have knocked him out of the internal injury.
Then saw the crab lost his balance and couldn't support the ground because his arm was restrained by the first day of the first year. In the end, he could only try to lift his face, and the whole person fell to the ground.
In the first day of junior high school, had no experience in fighting, but had quite a lot of experience in being beaten, but didn't need it now.
This is the first time he has grown up with someone.
He can endure a lot of things and ignore a lot of things calmly, but he can't bear Liang Bing's behavior tonight no matter what.
When he saw Liang Bing's ring across Yan Hang's face, he felt that his blood was about to spurt out of his eyes.
Liang Bing fell to the ground and his chin hit the ground. After a few seconds, he struggled to get up.
On the first day of the first year, he didn't know what to do, so he could only continue to lie on his back and slam Liang Bing with his arms.
The two with him wanted to come up, but Yan Hang and Uncle Yan were standing next to each other, and the two moved and stopped.
"I ** let go!" Liang Bing roared.
On the first day of the first day, he didn't say a word or move.
"The first day of the first year," Yan Hang scratched on his shoulder, "get up."
On the first day of the first day, he hesitated and let go of Liang Bing.
Liang Bing scolded and quickly got up and threw his hand towards his face.
Yan Hang grabbed his wrist and twisted his back, and Liang Bing was pushed back to the ground.
"Fuck you..." Liang Bing raised his head and wanted to continue scolding, but Yan Hang slapped him on the back of the head, Liang Bing's face was slapped to the ground, and when he raised his head again, there was no sound.
"Big brother," Yan Hang pressed into his ear, "you have to follow the rules when you come out to hang out. He has never messed with you. There must be a limit to having fun."
Liang Bing gritted his teeth and said nothing.
"Being the boss, you have to talk about the pattern," Yan Hang said. "It would be boring if you were in your twenties and only in these three streets."
After Yan Hang finished speaking, he let go of his hand. Liang Bing didn't jump up and attack again this time. He stood up and stared at Yan Hang. After staring for a while, he said, "I'm going to kill you today, leave a name."
"Yan Jidao." Yan Hang said.
Liang Bing was stunned for a while. On the first day of the first year, he didn't know whether he knew Yan Jidao or because he had seen a name surnamed Yan before, and he was a little surprised that another appeared after so few minutes.
Liang Bing glanced at Uncle Yan again.
"Yan Shu," Uncle Yan said as he lit a cigarette, "it's nice to meet you."
"Fuck!" Liang Bing squeezed a word out of his teeth, and after a while he turned to look at Yan Hang again, "Yan Hang, right, remember."
Yan Hang smiled.
"Go." Liang Bing turned and left.
The two little buddies pulled up their comrade who had just emerged from the railing with a black face, looked at them and followed Liang Bing away.
The surroundings fell silent.
On the first day of the first day, he was stunned for a while before he regained his senses. He raised his finger and pointed at Yan Hang's face: "Seriously, is it serious?"
"It's alright," Yan Hang took out a tissue and pressed it on his face, "It's all about to scab... You didn't hurt anywhere, did you?"
Chu Yi shook his head and whispered, "I'm sorry."
"You..." Yan Hang frowned. On the first day of the first year, he thought that he probably wanted to say sorry, just like he said thank you, but Yan Hang didn't say anything, just patted him on the head, " go."
"Thank you," said the first day, and looked at Uncle Yan again, "Thank you, uncle, uncle."
"Why don't you bow again." Uncle Yan said with a serious face.
First bowed.
"Okay, take it," Uncle Yan patted him on the shoulder and then on his arm, "I can't tell, he's quite energetic."
"No, no, no." Chu Yi smiled, picked up his phone from the ground and looked at it.
The phone is intact, not broken, the fake phone is just a fall, but the signal seems to be gone, he restarted it, and the signal is full again.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
The three of them walked back along the road until they approached Yan Hang's house, and they finally got out of their chaotic emotions on the first day of the first year.
Nervous, scared, angry, anxious...
After these emotions gradually dissipated, he suddenly became a little confused.
From the first time he knew what it meant to be embarrassed, the first time he knew what it meant to be bullied, and the first time he knew what it meant to be helpless, he never thought that he would break out so suddenly.
He had always thought that he could carefully remain calm until he got out of here.
When he rushed towards Liang Bing just now, his mind was full of anger. He had never realized that he could accumulate such a high level of anger.
But when the mood slowly calmed down, the whole person was a little empty.
The steps under my feet were a little unsteady.
"Didn't you eat?" Yan Hang looked at the first day of the first year.
He didn't make a sound all the way on the first day of the first day, and Yan Hang was a little worried that he had been beaten to the head.
"No," rubbed his stomach on the first day of the first day, "I'll stay at home, and I'll be out after a while."
Yan Hang sighed: "I cook a lot today, you can eat more later."
"Well." Chu Yi smiled.
When he got home, Yan Hang didn't go to get food right away. He saw that his trousers in the first year of junior high school were full of dirt, and there was a triangle hole on his butt. He could see the underwear, and it was actually red.
"You don't think this year is the year of your life? 12 years old?" Yan Hang asked.
"It's 14." After answering the first day of the first day, he was stunned. He touched his buttocks, and quickly covered the hole after touching it.
"Your school uniform is broken like this," Yan Hang entered his room and flipped through the cabinet, "What should I do?"
"Change immediately, change to summer school, and change clothes." said the first day of the first year.
Yan Hang didn't speak, took out a set of his own clothes and handed it to him: "Change mine first, I wear this set a little smaller."
A little hesitant at first.
"Or do you just wear your red underwear to the music festival?" Yan Hang asked.
On the first day of the first day, took the clothes and went to the toilet.
When Yan Hang brought out the dinner, his father had already disinfected several scratches on the first day of the first year: "Bring an ice pack."
Yan Hang looked at the first day of the first year.
His clothes were a bit big on him, but after all, it was a normal set of fashionable teenage casual clothes. After wearing this clothes, it was the first time that he took shape.
Yan Hang felt that he had only now seen clearly what the first day of the new year looked like.
The face is almost the same as usual. The ladies and sisters call it "little handsome guy", but the clothes are lined, and the whole person's temperament is different, with a little cool.
Just too short.
Gee.
"Ice pack," Dad said again.
"Oh, where is it used?" Yan Hang opened the refrigerator and took out an ice pack.
"There is a bag on the head." Dad pointed to the head of the first grade.
Yan Hang touched the head of the first grader, found the bag, and put the ice pack on it: "What's that person's name?"
"Liang Bing." On the first day of the first day, he held the ice pack.
"Don't make a detour tomorrow, just go this way," Yan Hang said. "If you go around in a circle, he will go over there to trouble you. I can't even help you."
"Yeah." Chu Yi responded.
Yan Hang thought about whether to go to school with the first year of junior high school, but he would definitely not agree with it, so he didn't mention it.
He didn't do anything to Liang Bing just now. Before he was about to let it go, someone made him see blood. Even if it was a small bloody mouth that would scab upon seeing the wind, he wouldn't let him go easily.
He doesn't care whether he has enemies or not, and he doesn't care whether he causes trouble or not. Anyway, he is bored every day, and he stays in every place for a long time anyway.
But first year is different.
For the first year of the first year, he had to leave a way out for the first year.
"The first day of the new year," Dad said, "you can come here to play if you have nothing to do. Uncle will teach you some self-defense tactics."
On the first day of the first year, he looked at his father in confusion.
"I see that you have good motor skills, quick reactions, and sufficient strength," Dad said, "I will teach you a few simple movements, so that you can protect yourself when you can't run away, and you can find a chance to run again if you carry it twice. "
"Well." The first day of the first day smiled a little embarrassedly.
"There's no shame in running away," Dad also smiled, "Of course you have to run if you can't beat him."
"Ming, tomorrow," the first day of the first day glanced at Yan Hang quickly, "tomorrow..."
"Tomorrow." Dad said.
"Let's eat," Yan Hang sat down, "I won't drink today, drink a drink?"
"Lemon juice," Dad said immediately.
Yan Hang got up and opened the refrigerator, took three bottles of iced black tea and put them on the table.
"I drink lemon juice," Dad said.
"Just bought this." Yan Hang said.
"This kind of person, he only buys this if he likes to drink it." Dad took a bottle and twisted it open. "Fortunately, I am a kind person."
On the first day of the first day, didn't know if was hungry from being beaten or when touched someone. In short, ate a lot more today than did last time.
However, Yan Hang was quite surprised when he rushed out on the first day of the new year.
Although he thought that when he faced a gangster like Liang Bing, he would resist on the first day of the first year, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he was a little surprised. After all, he has been calmly and silently enduring it since the first time he saw the first day of the first year.
"Is the square far away?" Yan Hang took out his mobile phone, "I'll call a car later."
"No, no, no..." The first day of the first year waved his hand anxiously.
"Not far?" Yan Hang asked.
"Don't take a taxi," said the first day of the first year, "Public, take the taxi directly, you can get there directly."
Yan Hang glanced at his father, and the two said at the same time, "Let's take a taxi."
The first day did not speak, sighed.
I am very envious of Yan Hang.
I like Uncle Yan and their family very much.
He ate the last fried shrimp balls on the first day of the first day of the first year. He had never experienced this kind of ease and tenderness in his own home.
When Yan Hang and Uncle Yan appeared by the river today, he didn't quite believe his eyes. For a moment, he felt that he had been beaten stupidly and had hallucinations.
When Uncle Yan threw the man down the river beach, and when Yan Hang pulled him up from the ground, all he could think about was, the gods descended from the heavens, descended from the gods, descended from the gods...
I'm very envious, but unfortunately he doesn't have such a father.
Sometimes, my father may not be as reliable as my grandma, and my grandma at least has the courage to splash in most cases.
And he is not such Yan Hang.
"Are you full?" Yan Hang asked.
"Well," the first day of the first year nodded quickly, "I hold it."
"Let's go," Yan Hang stood up while looking at his phone, "the car will be here soon."
On the first day of the first day, he habitually glanced at the plate on the table, and Yan Hang grabbed his wrist: "Control your long-term soul."
"Okay." The first day nodded solemnly.
The taxi hadn't arrived yet, and they were standing on the side of the road waiting.
Yan Hang's clothes smelled very nice, I don't know if it was washing powder or perfume or Yan Hang's own breath.
He lowered his head and sniffed his sleeve, then leaned over to Yan Hang and sniffed him quietly.
It didn't seem to be the same, so he pulled up his collar and smelled it again. He stood on tiptoe and leaned over to smell it on his shoulders and neck. He glanced at Yan Hang's face, and then froze.
Yan Hang was looking at him with narrowed eyes.
"Is your nickname Gouzi?" Yan Hang said.
On the first day of the first year, he gave him a thumbs up: "Yan Ban, Xian'er."
"The clothes have been washed." Yan Hang said.
"No, no," said the first day quickly, "I'm... the clothes are very, fragrant."
"Because I sprayed perfume in my closet, little dog." Yan Hang said.
The first time laughed, was a little embarrassed.
The taxi arrived soon, Uncle Yan sat in the front, and he and Yan Hang were in the back seat.
After getting in the car, both Yan Hang and Uncle Yan looked at him, waiting for him to report the driver's address.
"Music festival," he said.
"Okay." The driver nodded and drove the car out.
Uncle Yan was stunned: "Actually, it doesn't matter if we don't know which square we are in, right?"
"Yes." Yan Hang nodded.
After a pause, the two of them became happy, and they laughed together for a long time on the first day of the first year.
When the taxi crossed the bridge, he looked out of the window on the first day of the first day of the first year. This place, which was usually only related to his tree hole, became a little complicated in his mind now.
He put his hand in his pocket and felt the small black stone.
Very smooth and feels very good.
He took out the small stone and pressed it lightly in Yan Hang's palm: "Here."