Chapter 008 Revenge of a bald man

Four eyes facing each other.

Zhao Longfei's eyes in a black gauze dress clearly flashed a trace of embarrassment. She originally planned to sneak away as soon as possible, but she didn't feel it after drinking last night. Now she is too embarrassed to think about it, but her fate is so strange. She didn't want to meet the weekend, but she still met it.

The tall Zhao Longfei stood behind the black door, revealing only half of her body, like a little black cat squatting at the door in an old house.

She held the door with one hand and maintained the posture of opening the door. When the other hand looked at the weekend, she subconsciously stroked the hair in front of her forehead, and a pair of big flashing eyes took the opportunity to hang down to avoid looking at the weekend.

Zhao Longfei is actually very resentful of the weekend. Everyone has shown this shameful behavior, and the boy actually stared straight at people.

You can just look at it. What's wrong with always staring at other people's chests?

Fesuring that her forbearance did not restrain the weekend riding a broken bicycle, Zhao Longfei simply threw her long hair on her shoulders behind her, resumed her usual style, and stared at the weekend lukewarmly.

Sure enough, when he saw the other party staring at him angrily, he was timid on the weekend. He hurriedly looked away, his throat squirmed slightly, and said awkwardly, "Our baby travel agency spent 80 yuan a night. You slept in the basement. Just give me 50 yuan. Thank you!"

"Fuck..." Zhao Longfei smiled and smiled unscrupulously.

In the end, Zhao Longfei didn't give a penny for the weekend. It's not that she didn't want to give it, but that she left her bag when she came out of the bar last night. She threw a white note on the weekend with her name and phone number, saying that if there were any difficulties, she could call her. Even she doesn't know why she left a phone number for this person who doesn't know his name. Is it really just because of that 50 yuan?

Although you don't believe in Zhao Longfei on the weekend, you can't search her, can you? What's more, Zhao Longfei wrote a wonderful pen. On the weekend, she felt that the person who could write such a good hand would not really rely on him for 50 yuan.

Without saying goodbye, she took the note and politely nod to Zhao Longfei opposite her on the weekend, pedaled her bicycle and went to the vegetable market like a gust of wind.

"What a little boy without gentlemanly demeanor. Don't ask me where I am, give me a ride!" Looking at the weekend's figure disappearing around the corner, Zhao Longfei stamped her feet.

Life is not a martial arts drama. There are not so many ups and downs of life and death, nor is it a love drama. It will not easily appear before and after the moon. Life itself is plain, as plain as boiled water, and it is tasteless to drink, but if you don't drink it, it will be dead.

After a week of getting up early and being greedy, the bald man who came out of the hospital appeared in the baby travel agency again.

In the afternoon when the sun was setting, the business of the small restaurant was deserted. Qi Baobao sat at the cashier with his cheeks to watch the extremely boring bubble drama. He looked sleepy. On weekends, he chopped firewood in the kitchen. He waved the firewood knife in his hand, like dealing with his father's enemy, cutting one knife at a knife at a time, sweating like rain.

"Beauty, we meet again!" The bald man with white yarn tied to his head still walked like a crab. He led eight fierce companions and swaggered into the small restaurant.

At half a time without dragging mud and water, the bald man kicked off the dining table in front of him and asked Qi Baobao fiercely, "Where is the grandson who put me down a few days ago?"

Bao Qi, who was originally sleepy, only felt that her eardrums were shaken and drumming, and she was awakened by sleepiness. Noticing that several old men behind the bald man showed their tiger heads on their shoulders, Qi Baobao couldn't help but turn pale and almost shouted at the throat, "Your relatives came to see you on the weekend!" While saying this, she shrank under the cashier, like a frightened mouse, but the bald man did not notice that she was holding a mobile phone tightly in her hand.

Not long after, he came out on the weekend, and his upper body was still the white school uniform that could not see the name of the school. The blue and white made him look more and more like a school student who had just taken off. In addition, a pair of worn sneakers stepped on his feet, which was full of scum.

When the bald man saw the weekend, his eyes almost sprayed fire. Because on the weekend, he made a fool of his younger brother. The thing in front of him was almost broken by the weekend's knee. The bald man had to repay this revenge.

"I'll give you two ways, either kneel down and knock a hundred times, or let me break your third leg with my own hands!" The bald man suppressed his inner anger and said bluntly.

"Is there a third way?" On the weekend, he stood quietly at the door of the kitchen, staring at the bald man lukewarmly, his face was calm, and he spoke calmly, as if the bastards standing opposite him with his shoulder stabbing the tiger's head were air.

"The third way?" The bald man was really surprised, not to mention the calm courage on the weekend. His eyes, which could not see any change, made the bald man taboo.

The bald man really can't figure out what kind of experience he needs to make this boy practice chilling calmness, but one thing is certain is that if he grows up on the weekend, the bald man will never have good fruit to eat.

I took over the steel stick handed over by my companion behind me, which is thicker than my thumb. It feels good and can make people's skull blossom. The bald man raised his foot and walked towards the weekend step by step: "There is no third way!"