[Stone Gambling Antiques] Palm Eye Lingpupil

1. The beaten hero

The sky in the distance is set against the colorful clouds as bright as blood, which is dazzling.Looking back at the fireball that has lost its dazzling light, people in a hurry will suddenly realize at a certain moment that it is dusk at this time.

Walking out of the gate of the school, Mo Fan walked along the road without any haste, and seemed extraordinarily out of place in the crowd who were walking or even running in a hurry.

Another day that is not any different from yesterday.Silently observing the hurrying pedestrians, Mo Fan couldn't find any difference, nor could he find any place where there should be a difference.As an orphan who lost his father halfway, he understood very early on that there will be no good or bad people for no reason in this world. Everyone is running for their own interests, no matter what they say How nice it sounds.

So he studied hard, absorbed everything he could, and used the money left by his parents and the money he earned from part-time jobs to support himself to enter a first-class university. Class teacher, I am going to make final preparations for staying in school and taking the postgraduate entrance examination.

He's really lucky, isn't he?

Turn a corner at the intersection of the street and walk through a small alley to his home.He doesn't live on campus. Although the annual cost of the dormitory in the university is not much, he can't use it if he can save it. Anyway, his home is not far from the school, and it takes less than 10 minutes to walk to and from school every day. That's all.

"Zi--" The sound of the emergency brake of the car sounded, followed by the cry of a little girl.

Mo Fan casually turned his head and looked. In front of a car that was forced to stop sideways, a little girl fell to the ground. On the road behind the car, white emergency brake marks were clearly visible.

"How do you walk?" Several young people got out of the car and looked at the little girl who fell on the ground and held back her tears. They spoke in a tone that wasn't very aggressive, but it wasn't particularly good either.

The little girl's parents also rushed over from the side. It was a strong man about four or fifty years old. Although his expression looked very nervous, the first thing he rushed over was not to help the little girl off the ground. Instead of getting up or comforting the little girl, he yelled at the young people.

Mo Fan turned his head and walked towards home.He already knew what was going on, there were several times a day for those who were touched and unlucky to be touched, these people were not the first to be touched, and naturally they would not be the last.

He doesn't care about this kind of thing, and other people who can see people don't care about it. If they don't call the police on purpose, even the police won't care.If those people are smart enough, maybe they can get through this with a little money, if they are not smart... they should be smarter next time.

Opening the door of the house, Mo Fan calmly opened the refrigerator, took out some leftovers from it, went into the kitchen to warm up casually, and then had a meal with the leftover pancakes from breakfast.

When I went out in the morning, I still remembered that I should buy some rice when I came back in the afternoon, but I forgot when I came back.Finally, there were still some things at home, so he didn't let him starve to death at home with an empty stomach.

After dinner, under the late summer sun, Mo Fan took out the materials for the postgraduate entrance examination and carefully took notes in his notebook.The handwriting and strokes on the notebook are extremely regular, although not as standard as those typed out by a computer, but they are not as rigorous as those written by a male college student.

After about an hour, the outside light could no longer enter the room through the window, so Mo Fan closed the materials and notebooks, then took out an old radio, knocked on the top of the radio with his hand, and carefully twisted it open. switch on the radio.

Although the radio is old, it can still work, and the deep voice of the announcer on the radio can be heard clearly, so that Mo Fan can understand the current events happening at home and abroad today.

In this era when water and electricity bills are already so high, what Mo Fan can do is to do his best to use less water and electricity at home, so that the expenses of water and electricity are smaller, so that he can save more money. More money for his necessary daily expenses.

No scholarship for his senior year -- perhaps that's the key reason why he's getting more and more frugal.Although the school will give a subsidy of [-] yuan a month as a class teacher, but this position takes up his time and prevents him from finding a job, and the salary can be said to be better than nothing. If it is not for the postgraduate entrance examination and staying in school, When the counselor came to him, he was determined not to choose this job.

So now, Mo Fan can only listen to the radio as his day's leisure without turning on the lights or electric fans every day.

After listening to the things that must be listened to every day, it is already six o'clock in the evening.Mo Fan, who was about to change the channel, paused for a moment, then quickly turned off the radio, took out a flashlight from the side, and walked out of the house by the light of the flashlight.

If I remember correctly, today should be the time for that person to sell vegetables.

"Boy from the Mo family, let's go shopping." A burly aunt stood at the entrance of the alley, and when she saw Mo Fan's figure, she immediately raised her enthusiastic voice.

Mo Fan looked at his aunt, and said with a rare kindness in his tone: "Auntie hasn't rested yet?" This aunt has been cooking for him every day for a long time, and his cooking skills are also taught by this aunt. Aunt is also the only one who really cared about him after his parents passed away, and those so-called grandma, uncle, aunt...

"I'll go in a while. You go and come back quickly. It's not very peaceful here these two days." The aunt waved her hand.

Mo Fan nodded without thinking too much, and went straight into the alley.

Not calm?As far as Mo Fan knows, this place has never been peaceful.

From that person, he successfully bought dishes that were nearly half cheaper than the market price, but the quality was much lower. Mo Fan walked home quickly with six or seven plastic bags in his hand.

Such civilian areas and small alleys are always chaotic at night. Mo Fan has lived here for so many years, and has encountered many messy things. I'm afraid we have to hang some color to get through.So, knowing the situation here well, he usually goes home quickly without looking sideways after he goes out at night and does business, and dare not stay on the road for too long.

But this time.When Mo Fan was about to walk to the alley that he had to go home, Mo Fan accidentally ran into a person. After the person collided with him heavily, he was bounced to the ground with force.

"Sorry..." After steadying his body, Mo Fan found that the person who bumped into him happened to be the girl who touched him this afternoon.

"Hey, what did you do, bump into my daughter and just say sorry, no way." The burly man rushed out from the alley, facing Mo Fan with a fierce look on his face.

The author has something to say: There are three things to be wordy about this place: one is about the work of the class teacher of the senior year, which is my own nonsense. Generally, universities do let senior students with excellent grades serve as the class teacher of freshmen, but it will definitely not be Senior students will not give money

The second is about Pengci, this is more nonsense, it is completely nonsense

2. The beaten hero

Seeing the man appear, Mo Fan didn't feel any surprise. If this person didn't appear, he would feel that something was wrong: "You should help your daughter up first, and comfort her." Mo Fan's tone was very light, matching his expression It can be said that it is indifferent and unpopular.

"I need you to teach me how to do things?" The man glanced at the girl who fell to the ground and hadn't gotten up, and there was a very obvious disgust in his eyes: "You hurt my daughter, treatment, delay fee, psychological You don’t need too much for the trauma fee, just give it [-] to [-] yuan.”

Mo Fan saw the actions of the strong man, as if he was reading a story: "I just bumped into each other, and going to the hospital is nothing more than a bottle of red medicine. As for the delay, if it's not a special profession at night, what's worth it?" Delayed. And psychological trauma, maybe the car accident in the afternoon is more worthy of psychological trauma."

No matter how you listen to it, Mo Fan's words have a hint of sarcasm.

"I said this is what I have. You pay me quickly, or you will be careful." The strong man's attitude was very tough.

"I don't have any money." Mo Fan was very straightforward. All his money was spent on grocery shopping just now, and now he really has no money.

However, Mo Fan also saved his hand. When he just saw the man, he had already turned on his mobile phone and called the police urgently. He hoped that the people on the police side would be smarter and understand what was going on. , and find this place through the mobile phone's national network.

"No money...hehe." The brawny man rubbed his clenched hands, the expression on his face was ferocious.

Mo Fan ignored the strong man. He knew that his main task now was to delay time, but he still couldn't help squatting down.Facing the little girl who was sitting on the ground with her head bowed and not saying a word, he had a strange tenderness: "Come on, don't be afraid, tell brother, is this person your father or a relative?" Fan didn't know why he would do such things and say such things at such a time.

The little girl raised her head and looked at Mo Fan with surprise in her eyes. There was a unique firmness deep in her eyes. Being watched by such eyes, Mo Fan even had a feeling of being scrutinized, as if she was scrutinizing See if he will have that ability to bring her out of the fire pit.

It's a pity that before the little girl could speak, the strong man couldn't wait any longer, he grabbed Mo Fan by the collar and forced Mo Fan to stand up: "No money?