Catastrophe

At the door of the kitchen, Fatty Li stared at Zhao Yi's back for a while, then cautiously said, "Sister Xiaoyi!"

"Dongfa?" Zhao Yi turned around and saw Fatty Li, and smiled at him: "You didn't drink with A Zhe and Xiao Xun, why did you come to the back kitchen?"

"I don't like drinking, either, so I'm afraid you'll be too busy, so I'm here to help." Fatty Li smiled honestly, walked into the kitchen, and took out two sandalwood boxes in his pocket: "Sister Xiaoyi, I This time out of the city, I brought you a lot of cosmetics and clothes, all of which are stored in the box outside, these two are gifts that I specially brought to you."

As Fatty Li spoke, he opened the two wooden boxes, revealing a hairpin made of pure gold and a bottle of precious perfume.

"Yeah! It's so beautiful!" Zhao Yi looked at the card in the box, and was instantly attracted. Although she lives in a refugee area, she is a little girl after all, and has a natural love for jewelry, but when she picks it up, she will His eyes widened in surprise: "Is this thing made of gold?"

Fatty Li saw Zhao Yi's loving gaze, and a smile appeared on his face: "Yes, not only is it made of gold, but also made by a famous goldsmith in the fortress! Sister Xiaoyi, I'll put it on for you!"

"No! Your gift is too precious! I can't accept it!" Although Zhao Yi liked this card, she put it back: "Dongfa, you and A Zhe are living in the city, it's not easy to make money. Learn to save, instead of buying these useless things, listen to my sister, take this card back and return it!"

"Sister Xiaoyi, since I brought you the gift, you can accept it! Brother Zhe and I are working so hard, isn't it just to let you live a good life?" Fatty Li looked at Zhao Yi seriously: " Only when you live a good life can we feel at ease, and this is the first time I've given you a gift, so you can't refuse me, can you?"

Zhao Yi smiled: "It's not that I want to reject you, it just feels like a waste of money! And in a place like a refugee area, it's okay to put a wooden hairpin on your head. If you wear gold jewelry, you can't be targeted by bad guys. ?"

"It's okay, Brother Xun and Wu Hao are taking care of you! Who dares to touch you in this market town, let's see if I don't peel them off! Come on, I'll put them on for you! And this perfume, it smells so good!" Fatty Li stepped forward to help Zhao Yi put on the hairpin, opened the bottle of perfume, and sprayed it lightly into the air: "I didn't lie to you, did I? It smells like jasmine!"

"Well, it smells so good!" Zhao Yi smelled the perfume intoxicated and picked up the exquisite perfume bottle: "Is the pattern on this jasmine flower?"

"Yes, I saw it in the fortress, and there is a pot in my office!" As Fatty Li spoke, he took out another 20,000 yuan in his pocket: "Sister Xiaoyi, I saved this money myself. , you take it well, don't feel wronged at ordinary times, buy whatever you want to eat, drink whatever you want, and when the flowers run out, I'll give it to you next time!"

"So much money?" Zhao Yi looked at the two thick piles of cash and was stunned again.

When she was in the skin and meat business, she was already considered a better-living person in the market town, but after a few years, her savings was only 200 or 300 yuan. At this moment, the 20,000 yuan in Fatty Li's hand was already difficult for ordinary refugees. Imagine astronomical numbers.

"It's still very little. I have my own business in the city, and I can earn at least a hundred thousand dollars every month!" Fatty Li showed a slightly proud smile: "Sister Xiaoyi, you must not allow this money. Refuse, you are a girl, in this troubled world, you must keep some money by your side!"

"Dongfa, you have really changed a lot when you enter the city this time." Zhao Yi looked at Fatty Li and nodded: "Okay, I'll take the money, don't worry, my sister won't spend a cent. Yes, save up to marry a wife for you."

"hey-hey!"

Hearing this, Fatty Li revealed a smirk, feeling that all his efforts in the fortress had paid off at this moment.

...

In the front yard, after Ma San drank a few bottles of beer in a row, he left and ran to the toilet. As soon as he returned to the yard, he ran into Shangguan Xiaohu, who was also going to the toilet, and winked at him: "Hey, I I heard Brother Zhe just now that you are a boxer in the fortress, and you just fight with people, right?"

Shangguan Xiaohu snarled his neck: "What's the matter?"

"You people in the fortress are really weird. People on our side usually hide and fight if it's not for the sake of eating enough, but you take the initiative to find someone to fight. I heard that you can make a lot of money!" Ya Yile: "Are you good at fighting?"

The stubborn Shangguan Xiaohu heard the words and moved his neck: "Try it?"

"Hey! Who are you trying to scare?" Ma San took a step forward and rolled up his sleeves at the same time: "To tell you the truth, I started boxing when I was six years old, and I was slightly successful when I was nine years old. At the age of thirteen, he was invincible in the whole village! Can I be afraid of you?"

After two minutes.

Shangguan Xiaohu pressed Ma San to the ground with one hand: "Are you satisfied?"

Ma San was lying on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face, still shouting from the wine: "I will serve you uncle! Let me tell you, I just haven't practiced for a few years, and my technique is a little unfamiliar!"

At the same time, Ma Si, who was rushed back from other prostitution kilns after receiving the news, saw Ma San being pinned to the ground as soon as he entered the hospital, with a knife drawn from his waist, pointed at Shangguan Xiaohu: "Damn! Who are you?!"

"Fourth, don't use the knife! We have to talk about martial arts!" Ma San saw his younger brother came back, and immediately struggled: "He is a friend brought back by Brother Zhe, and we are practicing boxing!"

"Practice boxing? Then why do you still make people fight like this?" Ma Si saw that his own brother was cleaned up, and immediately glared at Shangguan Xiaohu: "Come on, let's practice!"

Shangguan Xiaohu let go of Ma San: "Can you do it?"

"Is it okay?" Ma Si looked contemptuous: "You go out and ask, I started boxing at the age of six, I was slightly successful at the age of nine, and I was invincible in the whole village at the age of thirteen! Can I be afraid of you?"

Shangguan Xiaohu felt that these words were a bit familiar, and pointed to Ma San on the ground: "Then you two are not from the same village, right?"

"What village do you care about me?" Ma Si groaned and rushed up to Shangguan Xiaohu~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Thirty seconds later, Ma Si squatted beside Ma San, rubbing her swollen His cheeks roared at Jiao Baldzi who entered the hospital: "Bald boy! You're finally back! Hurry up and clean him up and be ashamed for us!"

Jiao Baldzi looked at the two brothers squatting on the ground, and Shangguan Xiaohu next to him, with a puzzled look on his face: "Didn't you say Brother Zhe is back? What are you guys doing squatting here?"

"He was brought back by Brother Zhe, and neither of us have beaten him before!" Ma San looked at Jiao Bald aggrievedly: "Don't talk nonsense, beat him first!"

Shangguan Xiaohu looked at Jiao Baldzi and asked squintingly, "You are also a six-year-old practicing boxing?"

"I haven't practiced before!" Jiao Baldzi saw the embarrassed appearance of the Ma family and knew that Shangguan Xiaohu was no ordinary gun, and immediately explained wisely: "Your grievances have nothing to do with me, I just came back to drink, and then Now, I didn't mess with you, and I'm still a disabled person. If you beat me up, won't your conscience hurt?"

Shangguan Xiaohu glanced at Jiao Baldzi: "Disabled? You have hands and feet, where are you disabled?"

"I'm missing an egg!" Jiao Bald looked at Shangguan Xiaohu and responded inexplicably proudly.