Song Xiaobao intermittently and his words do not express the meaning, and finally explained the story.

Since Wei Qian stopped picking them up from school, a "double stick" benefit every night has disappeared. Xiaobao was very unhappy about this, but she didn't dare to ask Wei Qian for money. Wei Zhiyuan would definitely not want it. It was even more fantasy to expect their elder brother to remember this trivial matter.

So the two of them agreed to pick up cans along the way every day. After picking them up, they secretly hid them under the little treasure bed and waited for money to sell.

For some reason, Xiaoyuan walked halfway through the normal day and suddenly stopped her from walking on the small road. The two of them returned to the main road. Song Xiaobao didn't understand what was going on, so he quarreled with him as usual. As a result, Wei Zhiyuan didn't even take the trick this time and forced her to walk along the way without saying anything.

At that time, Wei Zhiyuan's expression was too terrible, so Song Xiaobao finally obeyed meaninglessly.

Song Xiaobao, a classmate, is a very typical cowardly child. She usually puts a face on the nose and makes others feel harsh, and she can turn into a little quail in one second.

Fortunately, he is a girl, otherwise he might be a good material to be a father-in-law when he grows up in the future.

Wei Zhiyuan took her aimlessly on the road. First, she arrived at the department store at the intersection and turned around in a zigzag manner. After coming out, he looked around very alertly and took her away from several small shops, all of whom entered and exited from the front door and walked outside for more than half an hour.

After that, Wei Zhiyuan took Xiaobao to the direction of home, and it was a little dark at that time.

When you go home, you have to walk through a small alley, and you can't walk around.

Song Xiaobao saw that Xiaoyuan didn't carry his schoolbag well at that time, but carried it in his hand. The zipper of the schoolbag was opened and he stuffed one hand into the bag. He didn't know what he was looking for. He searched all the way but didn't take out his hand.

Then she heard the sound of footsteps, and Wei Zhiyuan's nerves seemed to tense up suddenly, and Song Xiaobao saw a man coming.

She couldn't tell the exact age and what she looked like. She could only say that she was an adult, a stranger as old as Sanfat's father.

Wei Zhiyuan suddenly pushed her hard and told her to run away quickly.

Until this time, Song Xiaobao still couldn't figure out what was going on, but Xiaoyuan's attitude brought her great fear. Although Xiaobao didn't know what she was afraid of, she was so scared that her hair stood up.

She instinctively followed his words and ran to the end of the path. She became more and more scared as she ran. She couldn't help but look back and found that Xiaoyuan stretched out his hand from his schoolbag. It turned out that a steel pipe was hidden in his schoolbag. The boy held it with both hands, pressed it against the wall, and looked at the stranger vigilantly.

When he saw her turning back, Wei Zhiyuan angrily shouted at her: "Run quickly! Call for your brother!"

Song Xiaobao didn't dare to stop and ran home in one breath, but until the doorstep, she realized that she had no keys at all. There were three sets of keys in his house, one set with Wei Qian, one set for spare, and another set that was previously held by Sanfat's mother, but now it was given to Wei Zhiyuan.

Wei Qian originally thought that the two children always went in and out together anyway, and using a set of keys was enough. Xiao Bao was frustrated, and she was afraid that she would lose it if she gave it to her. But at the critical moment, the two children forgot about this matter.

If I hadn't met Lei Zi who was rushing to come after receiving the call from Sanpang, the little girl would still have no idea to cry at the door.

Wei Zhiyuan has been wandering outside and is much more sensitive to all kinds of malicious people than Xiaobao. I'm afraid he felt that he was being followed halfway, so he took Xiaobao to detour. His method of handling is actually very correct. However, the child is still young after all, and in the end he was unable to get rid of the other party, he was still blocked.

At this time, Sanpang also arrived. Sanpang was really worried, so he followed him to a car after making the phone call.

As soon as he got off the car, he said to Wei Qian in anger: "It's okay, Qian'er, don't worry, Brother Le also heard about it. After he knew it was your family's business, he immediately sent someone to find you. You..."

His voice was suddenly interrupted because Wei Qian raised his hand expressionlessly and slapped Xiaobao's face aside.

Lei Zi was startled and jumped up and stopped Wei Qian and Xiaobao: "Qian'er, hey, Qian'er! She is still young, a little kid, what do she know? What are you anxious about with her?"

Sanpang was not polite, rushed over in three steps and roared at Wei Qian's ears: "Do you be a live donkey? Where to hit you? Do you know if you can't hit the child's face? Wei Qian, are you crazy? You are so sarcastic, your savage thing, what should you do if you hit her deafly? Ah?"

Xiaobao was beaten for the first time in her life. She was shocked and didn't react at first. After a while, she felt the scorching pain on her face. She reached out to cover her face in disbelief. Her skin turned red and her eyes began to be filled with tears.

Wei Qian, who was pulled aside by Sanpang, looked at her coldly: "I see you dare to cry! Do you still have the face to cry?"

Xiaobao really didn't dare to cry anymore, and tried his best to endure it. She couldn't help it. She sobbed like cramps, her face turning from red to purple.

Wei Qian pulled out his arm and looked down at the pitiful little girl: "Where did you throw him alone?"

Xiaobao sobbed and said the name of the alley: "I... I just told Brother Leizi just now that I've said it..."

Leizi quickly said, "Yes, I just notified me that now there are brothers who are going there. Qian'er, don't worry."

Wei Qian bent down and looked straight into Song Xiaobao's eyes: "Mingzhe protects himself and escapes in the last battle. Song Lili, have I taught you how to be a human being?"

There are two words in this sentence, Xiaobao didn't understand, but it didn't prevent her from understanding the spirit. It hurts more than a big brother slapping her in the face. Song Xiaobao's tears finally fell down.

Sanpang couldn't bear to see it, so he pulled Xiaobao behind him: "What are you talking? You are venting your anger! You have to put your own sister in to you to have fun, right? You are sick!"

Wei Qian ignored him, took out the key from his pocket and handed it to Leizi, and said politely: "Thank you brother, I'll go and have a glass of water in the room. I can't treat it today, so I have to take a look first."

After saying that, he didn't even look at Song Xiaobao, turned around and left.

Song Xiaobao cried even more fiercely. Sanpang quickly bent down and picked up Xiaobao, clumsyly patted her back like a big bear, and coaxed her, "Sister, let's not cry. Your brother has not been vaccinated this year, and he has rabies. It's okay, Sanpang finds you a towel to apply, and it won't hurt in a while. I'm not afraid or afraid. Third brother is here, your brother dares not to hit you again."

Xiaobao lay on his shoulder and cried to the death.

In Song Xiaobao's childhood, she only remembered the embrace of one person, her fat brother.

When the summer comes, Fatty Brother has a smell of sweat that cannot be washed away. No matter how clean he is, it looks smelly, not to mention that sometimes he will have the smell of smoke and vegetable smell, which is very pungent... However, that is almost the only warm comfort she can get.

Her short-lived mother died too early and too undecent, so she had no impression of that woman.

And my brother... has a clear memory of beating her, but my elder brother seems to have never hugged her much, and his most intimate behavior is at most a few touches on her head.

Sometimes Xiaobao kicked the quilt in the middle of the night and didn't cover it when he woke up from the cold. He did it on purpose. She pretended to be asleep and waited for her brother to cover her. Her brother would pull the quilt very gently, tuck the corners of the quilt, and sometimes he would push the hair on her face to the side.

That was a rare warmth he had during the day.

Her brother loves her, Xiaobao knows what she wants, Xiaobao knows, but she is still afraid of him, and often she takes the initiative to ask for things, and she is also frightened. She is not very righteous, because my brother always has a cold face at home, frowns and goes in a hurry, and even doesn't have the patience to say a few more words to her and watch TV with her for a while.

Xiaobao always feels that although the elder brother loves her, he loves her very limitedly. If she is too annoying, maybe the elder brother will take back the little love and will not give it to her anymore.

Xiaobao cried loudly, not because Wei Qian beat her, but actually she was more afraid that her elder brother would not like her.

Unfortunately, Fatty Brother is a rough man, and he can't comfort him even if he can't comfort him.

Wei Qian met Xiaoyuan halfway. Xiaoyuan followed a little brother of Brother Le. The brother was named Xiaohe. Although he was not very familiar with Wei Qian, he occasionally had some contact.

Xiao He walked in front, looking back at the child behind from time to time and didn't follow him. Wei Zhiyuan had seen him and knew him, but refused to let Xiao He hold him and walked behind without saying a word.

The little thing didn't look up when walking, but looked at his feet with concentration. From Xiao He's perspective, he could only see the small whirlwind above his head.

When Xiao He found Wei Zhiyuan, he could not see the pervert who was said to be a technical secondary school to pick children. There was only an old aunt in her sixties guarding Xiaoyuan with a long broom in her hand, and asked him what she said from time to time.

The pervert had already run away. Wei Zhiyuan's coat buttons broke off, his face was half swollen, and there was a big hole on his head. It was obvious that someone pressed the child's head and hit the wall. There was a little blood stain on the tip of the steel pipe, and there were traces of sharp steel pipes passing through the wall and the ground. It can be seen that he had been fighting.

The little warrior did not give up his weapons from beginning to end until he was lucky enough to alarm an old aunt who happened to pass by here.

When Xiao He passed by, Wei Zhiyuan was huddling in the corner to rest. He felt someone approaching, his shoulders tightened and moved for a while, and his whole body became tense. Although he had no movement, Xiao He had an illusion that he seemed to take another step forward, and the steel pipe on the little cub's hand dared to cut according to his head.

Xiao He stopped and called "Xiao Yuan" tentatively. Wei Zhiyuan opened his swollen eyes with great effort, looked at him for a moment, recognized Xiao He, and then his body relaxed slightly.

The old aunt looked at the young man who was suspected to be a gangster and asked worriedly: "Child, do you know him?"

Wei Zhiyuan nodded.

The old aunt was relieved and took her long broom away. Finally, she sighed: "Who are you? You should be shot. This world is too chaotic."

Xiao He checked and found that the child's clothes were still complete, so he breathed a sigh of relief at least.

When he walked in front, Wei Zhiyuan followed him not far or near, with his footsteps a little staggering, but his attitude was very tough. He did not let someone help him, nor did he look up at people directly. Xiao He felt that this kid had a kind of desperate temperament at such a young age. He seemed to have no idea of ​​pain or fear, and instinctively fought with people.

Xiao He no longer tried to talk to him because the little boy's face was covered in blood and his murderous appearance made him a little creepy.

Until Wei Qian rushed over and picked up Wei Zhiyuan.

The little boy seemed to be stunned for a few seconds before he realized who was the person holding him. He relaxed afterwards. The steel pipe in his hand fell to the ground and bounced twice. Xiao He saw the pale little hands covered with dust and blood holding Wei Qian's clothes tightly. Then, Wei Zhiyuan trembled, as if the child was born to react half a beat slower than others. He didn't understand what was going on until now, and he just realized that he was afraid.

He screamed like a kitten: "Brother..."

Xiao He looked at the kid and cat, burying his head into Wei Qian's neck carefully, thinking that he was about to cry, but Wei Zhiyuan didn't cry. He just shivered in his elder brother's arms for a moment. After a while, as if he was about to confirm something, he called "Brother."

Wei Qian asked: "Does it hurt?"

Wei Zhiyuan never knew that his elder brother was so gentle, and he was almost flattered. He nodded instinctively, then reacted and shook his head vigorously.

Unexpectedly, when he shook his head, two lines of nosebleed flowed down. Wei Zhiyuan immediately raised his sleeve, wiped it down in a hurry, and secretly put his blood-stained hand behind him, for fear that his elder brother would dislike him.

But this time, his stinky and poisonous elder brother did not dislike him or put him down. He even allowed him to stretch out his arms and put his head on his shoulders, and carried Wei Zhiyuan home.

Wei Qian is still a teenager, almost the same size, but his shoulders are not completely opened, his bones are a little hurt, and his muscles have not had time to grow and form, making them hard.

But the hard shoulder hurts him the more he feels safer.
Chapter completed!