these years

The time was fast approaching the end of the year, Qiao Weidong was so busy that he had to worry about filming, the school had to urge graduate students to do design, and he had to force Qiao Ruizhu to review the exam subjects when he got home.Under the high-intensity pace of life, Qiao Weidong occasionally thought, this|mother might as well die suddenly.

To put it bluntly, at the end of the term, Qiao Ruizhu lived up to expectations and won the last place. When the report card was sent to Qiao Weidong's mobile phone, he was furious. However, Qiao Ruizhu was picked up by his sister-in-law that day. According to his elder brother, he was afraid that the child would be killed by him. Yes, it was only in desperation.

Qiao Weidong said, why am I so violent?The most I can do is scold him a few words, forbid him to watch TV or something.

His elder brother said, don't lie to me.I often read Moments recently, and my friend forwarded a lot of articles to me, all about the 90s Hong Kong entertainment industry. The article said that Hong Kong was in chaos before the handover, and there were gangsters everywhere. People from all walks of life, especially the entertainment industry; the article also said that there are many film practitioners who are gangsters, and you are the most legendary among them!Said that you are "the reincarnation of an evil star, with bloody debts"; by the way, that article is called "Black hands cover the sky! Revealing the darkest entertainment event in Hong Kong before the handover"...

Qiao Weidong really had nothing to say, so he turned around and called Qiao Ruiling.On the phone, he told his niece to control your dad, don't tell him to watch WeChat Moments all day long, it's all rumors.

Originally entrusting his son to his eldest brother's house, Qiao Weidong lost one thing and could go to work in other places with peace of mind.But seeing that the New Year is approaching, the steamed stuffed bun shop of the eldest brother’s family has taken on a new job—making dumpling wrappers for the dumpling wrapper shop next door.At the end of the year, there is a shortage of labor, and they also want to catch this ride, just to earn some extra money, buy more New Year's goods, and have a prosperous New Year.In this way, even Qiao Ruiling had to work after work, and there was no one to take care of Qiao Ruizhu.In the end, Qiao Weidong had no choice but to take him back in desperation. Before taking him away, he was forced to swear in front of the whole family that he would not touch the child, otherwise the old Qiao family would kill him, the evil star.

Qiao Weidong had no choice but to treat Qiao Ruizhu as a guest and be inseparable. Even when he went south to Hong Kong, he had an extra burden by his side.

In mid-December, Lei Yue Mun, Hong Kong.

After getting off the plane and taking a car, Qiao Ruizhu was standing behind a huge glass wall. The wall was divided into dozens of squares, and the fish in the middle of the squares were different.The fish patterns in front of him are like stars, and there are lobsters, scallops and Shengzi Huang at his feet.The golden light behind the wall is shining brightly. The light passes through the glass and water, cut by light blue and pink star fish, and flows to the other side of the wall. Qiao Ruizhu opened his fat hand and looked at a rainbow-like wave of light in his palm.He spread his hands and swayed in the air for a long time, and was suddenly knocked off by the other hand. He raised his head and saw that it was his father.

Qiao Weidong asked for the room number, so he led Qiao Ruizhu up to the first floor and entered another room with golden lights.

Seeing the two of them enter the door, the people in the room suddenly screamed, and the atmosphere immediately became joyous.Du Yibing quickly greeted Qiao Ruizhu, and said cheerfully, "Oh, this is little Zhu'er. It's the first time I've seen her so big, tsk tsk."

After saying that, he raised his head and asked, "Well, what does he have to call me?"

Qiao Weidong was in a dilemma, he was the most unreasonable man.After scratching his head and thinking for a while, he said: "You are older than me, so you can call me Uncle." He pushed Qiao Ruizhu again, and said, "Quickly, call me Uncle Bing."

Qiao Ruizhu said honestly, "Hi, Mr. Bing."

Then Qiao Weidong introduced a bunch of characters to him, besides Uncle Bing and Uncle Qiu, there were even several foreign uncles.Without exception, the men drank upside down and jumped up and down around the wine table. When they saw Qiao Weidong coming, they dragged him into the bureau again. No matter how Qiao Weidong resisted, they just tried to persuade him to drink.

No one cared about Qiao Ruizhu anymore, he just sat aside and ate his head. The lobster, scallop, and scallop were all eaten, and the star fish had no bones left. Amidst the large number of seafood deaths, the atmosphere of the meeting was unhesitating Hi up.

Qiao Ruizhu looked up occasionally, Qiao Weidong had already lost in the alcohol offensive, the corners of his eyes were rosy, and his voice became louder, he just leaned on the wine table expressing emotion, his giant figure matched with a loud voice, coupled with The dancing of the foreign gentlemen around on the street makes people feel that this is a Soviet tavern, not a Cantonese fishing port restaurant.

Later, when Qiao Weidong talked about Liyuan, he remembered something, and he was tearful, so he raised his wine glass, trying to pose like a drunken concubine, but before he bent his waist, he fell down on the wine table with a bang , the person next to him giggled and reached out to help.

Later, Qiao Ruizhu really thought they were annoying, so she slipped out of the room and ran back to the lattice wall.He walked along the wall, seeing all kinds of fresh seafood, but as the night deepened, all the lobsters and abalones were taken away, leaving only a few old and weak ones.Qiao Ruizhu got tired of watching, so she found a corner and sat down.

He sat there for four hours, until almost midnight, Qiao Weidong and his party left the room - Qiao Weidong didn't drink often, this time he was really overwhelmed, his face was flushed, his legs were weak, and he slipped straight to the ground. Like a mighty King Kong sculpted in a temple, even four or five people around him can't pull him or carry him.

At the critical moment, Du Yibing had a lot of ideas.He asked the waiter to build an unloading trolley from the back kitchen, and encouraged everyone to work together to get Qiao Weidong onto the trolley, which was considered a big problem.Seeing this, Dong Zai can only sleep in a restaurant tonight, someone said.Someone asked again, so Zhuzai counts?Du Yibing seemed to have thought of some brilliant idea again. He looked at Qiao Ruizhu who was sleeping soundly in the corner, and said, don't worry about it, children, I have a solution.

That night, Qiao Ruizhu left in Du Yibing's car. He lay on the seat and fell asleep, unable to remember how he got home. He only remembered the golden light, water waves and various fish that night.

Qiao Ruizhu woke up in the bed, he climbed out of bed, walked to the edge of the window and looked outside—the distant sky was green with duck egg shells, and there were layers of red clouds between the sky and the earth.This house is in the mountains, and Qiao Ruizhu hangs on the window sill and looks as far as the eye can see. He can only see a little gray high-rise building after crossing the raised dark green mountain forest. From this, he remembered that he was no longer at home, but in another city.

Qiao Ruizhu walked out of the room barefoot, and found that he was on the second floor, where there were luxurious spaces up and down. He squatted by the stairs and looked down, and saw the ground floor of the first floor covered with milky white floor tiles, the floor tiles were painted with chocolate-colored flowers and plants. The living room So like a cup of dark coffee.

Qiao Ruizhu sat on the ground, stretched his legs out from the gap in the railing of the stairs, his feet were dangling in the air, and he also stuck his head out of the railing so that he could see the whole house.From the burlap sofa to the towering spiral staircase, to the endless carpet and the countless dark mahogany doors, everything looked huge and old, but maybe it was because he was too small and young himself .

"Little friend, where are you?" A voice suddenly sounded.

Qiao Ruizhu was startled, and stretched his head forward. His ears happened to be pinned to the railing. He twisted his neck, but couldn't pull it out.

He looked at the voice owner with drooping eyelids.

The owner of the voice is tall, thinner than a yellow flower, and wearing a gorgeous nightgown.

"What did you say? I don't understand." Qiao Ruizhu expressed his position.

The other party squatted down, and the pajamas flowed down all over the sky. Qiao Ruizhu could see his face now. His face was as thin as his figure, with white skin and black eyebrows, which stretched long to the sides of his face, and his nose was tall and straight. , and the eyebrows form a letter T in light and shadow.

He just looked at Qiao Ruizhu, almost unable to contain a smile on his face.He asked: "Little friend, who are you?" Before he finished speaking, he tilted his head again, thought for a few seconds, and added a few words, "Where do you go to school, where do you come from, where are your family members? "

Qiao Ruizhu could understand it, it was Mandarin, with a local accent, some people called it Jingqiang.So he organized his speech, and replied after a long while: "I, my name is Qiao Ruizhu, and I go to school at the Primary School Attached to Peking University. I come from Beijing and I don't know where I am going. My father's name is Qiao Weidong—"

The other party's face suddenly became a little weird, and he asked, "Did your father send you here?"

Qiao Ruizhu said: "No, my dad was drunk, I think it was Uncle Bing who sent me here."

The other party held his forehead, covered his eyebrows and eyes with his hands, and said a phrase, which Qiao Ruizhu judged from his tone was a swear word.

Qiao Ruizhu asked, "Who are you?"

The other party put down his hand, he hesitated, and then said: "You godfather."

Qiao Ruizhu turned his head towards the other party, and asked, "Godfather?" But unfortunately, he was pierced in the face by the iron flower on the railing, and he screamed, "Ouch!"

The other party stood up, and Qiao Ruizhu noticed that he was also barefoot.He walked away, and the voice floated from afar: "Godfather, the Cantonese is Qi Ye, come and listen to the sound?" He came back soon, holding a box of Vaseline in his hand, and at this time he lifted the iron cover , apply the paste on Qiao Ruizhu's ear.

Qiao Ruizhu asked, "Why?"

The other party pressed his chin with one hand and pressed his head with the other, trying to pull Qiao Ruizhu's head out, while gnashing his teeth: "There is no reason, I should be your Qiye, it was decided before you were born, this is morality."

The two groaned, and their heads came out in response. Qiao Ruizhu reached out to touch both ears, and he breathed a sigh of relief.