Chapter 8 Enchanting Girl

This morning, my father was drunk and nagging a lot with Zhang Jianyang.

The strong father, after getting drunk, showed his fragile side and told Zhang Jianyang about the hardships of the past five years.

My father's current job is a boiler worker of the steam boiler of an industrial and mining company. It is a physical work. His duty is to mechanically add coal to this huge boiler to ensure the normal work of the boiler. Shacheng is very hot during the day and cold at night. It is impossible for poor families to have heating. Only rich areas and rich companies will use heating on cold nights.

Air conditioning is a luxury. In the sand city, electricity is not abundant, and only the rich can afford it.

This kind of coal-burning boiler is not a simple job. Only those who have experienced it know the hardships. For five years, overwork has infected my father with a problem, and his arm joints and waist will be sore every night. Not to mention that inhaling too much coal gas over the years made his body unable to stand it.

Zhang Jianyang's nose was sore and he said, "Dad, don't worry, my son will never make you suffer again when he comes back."

Zhang Jianyang swore silently in his heart that he must let his parents live in the rich area. The villas surrounded by green trees are the places where his parents live. He also wants his parents to get rid of the status of lower-class residents and become superior residents, even special residents, like a nobleman, and no longer be bullied and manipulated by others.

If you want to have these, the only way out is to make yourself stronger, become a star warrior, and become the best among the star warriors.

A star warrior who is out of reach in the eyes of others, but Zhang Jianyang is sure to improve his potential and gain star power in the shortest time. What's more, in Zhang Jianyang's heart, a star warrior is nothing. Compared with his own fantasy, he is simply a piece of shit.

Will it be difficult for a star warrior who has experienced everything to come back again?

............

Zhang Jianyang's wine power, this or two catties of soju, is nothing at all.

Helping Ning Jing's drunken father back to **, Zhang Jianyang turned out of his home. He hasn't come back for several years and wants to take advantage of it now.

Most of the people living in shantytowns are bitter. If they have money, who still lives here?

The alleys have not been cleaned up all year round. The dirty water of each household is discharged into the open ditch of the alley, and the blackened sewage emits a sour stench. Garbage was scattered on the roadside, and some flies were dancing happily and eating on it. In the past, several trees planted on the edge of the alley were covered with a thick layer of charcoal ash. Several puppies teased in the alley and ran away in the blink of an eye.

Several neighbors have added floors, but the tallest building is the fourth floor.

There are dozens of households living in the alley, connecting a street outside. There are many door-to-door streets, but there are not many open for business. The whole street gives the impression that it is dead.

Walking to the entrance of the alley, by the triangular wall, there is a small covered shop, only a few square meters, which is full of bicycle tires. This is a small bicycle repair shop. A gray-haired old man is sitting on a small stool welded with an iron branch next to him, with an indifferent expression.

Zhang Jianyang recognized at a glance that this was Uncle Sun, his old neighbor, but he looked much older. It could be seen that he was not living a bad life.

Uncle Sun also saw Zhang Jianyang. He carefully identified it and shouted, "Are you the boy in Mr. Zhang's family? What's your name again?"

"Master, you can't recognize me. I'm Xiaoyang."

Zhang Jianyang walked over and touched his pocket. He was embarrassed to find that he had finished smoking his cigarette. Uncle Sun didn't mind. He handed over his dry smoke and numbled, "If you don't mind, smoke this. It's full of energy." He looked at Zhang Jianyang carefully, shook his head and said, "I'm so old that I can't even recognize him."

"Master, I'll invite you to smoke another day." Zhang Jianyang was not used to smoking, so he refused. He asked inexperably, "Sir, your previous job..."

Uncle Sun smiled faintly and said, "I lost it a long time ago." He touched the crutch next to him, and his face was full of sadness. It's just that he didn't think Zhang Jianyang was an object to talk to. He didn't say anything, but smoked his dry smoke silently and sighed from time to time.

In shantytowns, every family has its own difficulties. Everyone has their own difficulties. Uncle Sun is just a representative of them.

Zhang Jianyang knew that Uncle Sun's legs must be full of stories, but he didn't want to say it, and Zhang Jianyang did not take the initiative to ask.

Several dog barks came from the mouth of the alley. An enchanting woman in high heels appeared at the entrance of the alley, wearing a purple miniskirt. The two meat balls on her chest almost broke the material. She wore a pair of grid black stockings on her slender thighs and a pair of high heels of more than 12 centimeters under her feet, which made her look tall. Incomparable, just these, just one glance, is enough to make people's desire soar. She looked heavy in makeup, a little pale, and her eyes showed indescribable fatigue.

It was a very strange thing to see such an enchanting woman in the shantytown. What made Zhang Jianyang even more incredible was that the other party came to Uncle Sun's repair shop.

Uncle Sun was not surprised, but stood up with a crutch and said, "Huang Niuer, are you off work?"

The enchanting yellow girl didn't expect that there were others in Uncle Sun's repair shop. After a little panic, her face returned to indifference. She walked to Uncle Sun, took out a bulging envelope from the small satan bag on her shoulder, handed it to Uncle Sun's hand, biting her lips and said, "uncle, I'm going to bother you again this month."

After handing in something, Huang Niuer was afraid of being seen. She turned around and went away. From beginning to end, she did not look at Zhang Jianyang.

Zhang Jianyang always feels that the other party is a little familiar, as if it overlaps with someone, but the enchanting and charming woman in front of him can't convince Zhang Jianyang that the other party is someone he is familiar with. As a man, Huang Niuer's dress has a kind of impulse to make people commit crimes. Even Zhang Jianyang is no exception. After a few years of patience, as long as she is a normal man, she can't stand it.

"Grandpa, who is she?"

Uncle Sun has been looking at Huang Niuer disappearing at the entrance of the alley, and then shook his head and sat back on the stool with a sigh. He said heavily, "She is a miserable person. You don't remember. When she was a child, she followed your buttocks all day long, which was Huang Yunmei, who was called snotned by you."

Zhang Jianyang was stunned. In his impression, Huang Yunmei looked shy and beautiful. How could her little jasper overlap with the woman in front of her? Judging from the appearance, you can judge what the other party's occupation is just at a glance. How can Huang Yunmei be engaged in this kind of work?

"Why, don't you believe it?" Uncle Sun smiled bitterly and said, "The world is playing tricks. Do you think she wants to do this? Everything is forced."

Zhang Jianyang was silent. Wasn't he also forced to leave the sand city and escape to the world?

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