"Handsome guy, give me another bowl." At around 1 a.m., a scantily clad young man drank a bowl of seafood porridge, and his fatigue immediately disappeared. When he added another bowl, he found that the seafood porridge had already been eaten.

After selling out, I couldn’t help but act coquettishly with Ge Xiaohua.

"Beauty, the seafood porridge is sold out, I'm sorry."

"Let's cook another pot. It's only after 1 o'clock and the nightlife has just begun."

"I'm sleepy." Ge Xiaohua didn't say any more and started to clean up the food stall.

"Brother, stir up another bowl of fried noodles."

"Don't leave, I won't be able to eat tonight, my roommate will die."

"Please!"

Those who don't know the inside story may think that Ge Xiaohua is doing something illegal and disorderly, but they don't know that he is just a salesman.

"I'm sorry, I closed the stall today. I'm really sleepy."

"Will you come again tomorrow?"

"I don't know. If I come, I will inform the owner of the square supermarket." Ge Xiaohua packed up and loaded the things into the car. The crowd slowly dispersed. At this moment, two teenagers stood aside. The fatter boy murmured.

Said: "Brother, did you make the fried noodles?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" When Ge Xiaohua was wondering, he noticed that the little fat man's eyes were filled with disappointment, and he didn't know what it meant.

"What are you two doing here at the square at night? Don't you have to go to class tomorrow? Skip class and stay up all night?" Ge Xiaohua saw that they were not old, they were in junior high school at most. Logically speaking, two minors were wandering around the Internet cafe in the middle of the night.

It does make people a little suspicious.

"Mosquito, I told you, your mother didn't fry the fried noodles, it was this big brother!" The lunatic was so irritated by the mosquitoes that he couldn't control himself because he had no nerve at all, and his head was shaking.

Go.

"Brother, will you come tomorrow?" Ge Xiaohua heard this sentence a lot today. Most people who have eaten his fried noodles and seafood porridge said this sentence. He closed the stall after all the ingredients were sold out, except

In addition to the difficulties, there is also a bit of cleverness that makes it difficult for a woman to make a meal without rice.

"It depends. What's wrong? And you really don't have to go to school tomorrow?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Why do you care so much?"

The little fat man nicknamed Mosquito was a little irritated. After all, it was really inappropriate for strangers to ask these questions.

"Then don't eat fried noodles." Ge Xiaohua said without looking back. It was the first time in several years that he had fried noodles that tasted like his mother's. He still had a great aftertaste.

"Wen Congmin! What a boy, you sneaked out to surf the Internet again! If it wasn't for Lao Feng who told me, I would have thought you were in the school dormitory!" County junior high schools also have a boarding system. Some children in rural areas also choose boarding because it is inconvenient to go back, or they may

Left-behind children, etc. For families like Wen Congmin who own a house in the county, it stands to reason that it is much more comfortable to live in their own home, so they would choose boarding. This is also because his parents divorced early and his father was busy with work and neglected to discipline him.

, so it is much more convenient to live on campus.

Lao Feng was the owner of an Internet cafe. Seeing Wen Chongming playing until early in the morning and crying on his seat, he notified his father in order to prevent an accident.

"You need to take care of it!" The little fat man had a bad temper and turned his face away from Wen Li, which made Wen Li, who was in his forties, very embarrassed.

"What are you doing with a lunatic all day long? Don't you know that this kid was expelled from school? It's because he was crazy and bit people." Wen Li pointed at the short and thin boy standing next to him, shaking his head, very worried.

He looked strange, his face looked extremely sloppy, as if he hadn't taken a shower for a long time, and it exuded a foul odor.

"The madman is my friend, you can't say that about him!" Although Wen Congmin always pointed fingers at him, he really regarded him as his friend and his only friend.

"Anyway, you should study hard in the future and stop skipping classes. How many schools have you changed?"

"snort!"

Ge Xiaohua listened for a while and finally understood. It turned out that it was another problem family. There were problems with the children's education. Parents had certain responsibilities. Needless to say, although Ge Xiaohua didn't know the specific reasons, he also knew that the little fat man had always been

Doing this will be detrimental to your future development. You should study at an age when you are studying. Skipping school and staying up all night to surf the Internet is nothing. And you are only 13 years old! You are in an extremely rebellious period and if you don't correct it in time, it is easy to go astray.

"Wen Congmin, right? Do you like the fried noodles I eat?" Ge Xiaohua packed up his things and walked over to ask him.

"Yes, it's easy for me to eat. Because after eating your fried noodles, I can think of my mother."

"Your mother? Could it be..."

"Yes, my mother and my father divorced, so I hate my father! He was looking for a mistress, and my mother was angry with him!" Wen Congmin didn't give his father Wen Li any face, so he said it loudly. Fortunately,

It was the middle of the night, and there was no one there, but Wen Li was very embarrassed. He scolded him a few times, but Wen Congmin became even louder.

"Okay, if you like to eat, I will pack you a bowl for lunch tomorrow, but you promise me to go to class. It is very dangerous for you to go out and surf the Internet at such a young age."

"What's dangerous?"

"The complexity of society is beyond your imagination. You will understand when you grow up. Promise your brother and be a good person."

"Good guy?"

"Yes, the price is that I can eat my mother's fried rice noodles."

Wen Congmin nodded. He risked his life to gain fans, and he was just being a good person. He was not a bad person in the first place, so it was not considered a breach of contract.

"Thank you." Wen Li gave Ge Xiaohua a few old people's heads, about five or six hundred, which was quite generous.

"I don't want money, Brother Wen. You must pay close attention to your children's education. Don't neglect your discipline because of work, otherwise you will regret it in the future."

"I'll pay attention."

Although Wen Li said this, he didn't know how to discipline his children when they were older, so he couldn't beat them, right?

Ge Xiaohua watched Wen Li driving Wen Congmin back to school, while the little lunatic on the other side was blowing the cold wind. A child was here in the middle of the night. Ge Xiaohua was not worried, so he said: "Your nickname is lunatic.

?What’s your name? Where are your parents?”

"My name is Rong Xiaobao, and my father's name is Rong Guofeng. He works in eastern Guangdong. He hasn't been home for five years. My mother ran away with another man..."

"Another young man with an embarrassing life experience." Ge Xiaohua thought to himself, he couldn't ignore it, and he suddenly fell into a dilemma.

"Xiaobao, is your guardian in the county? I will take you home."

"I live at my grandma's house, and he lives on Yishan Road."

"That's the old street. Okay, I'll drive you back."

Ge Xiaohua followed Rong Xiaobao's instructions and drove to a wooden house on Yishan Road. In sharp contrast with the surrounding brick and tile houses, the dilapidated wooden house not only leaked rain from the top, but also had some air leaks from the sides. The condition was extremely poor.

"Is there anyone?" Ge Xiaohua knocked on the door for a while, and soon the lights in the wooden house came on. A 70-year-old grandmother with a stooped back said in the local dialect: "Son, are you back?"

"Auntie, I am not your son. This is your grandson Xiaobao. I sent him back."

Ge Xiaohua listened half-heartedly and asked Rong Xiaobao to go into the room to sleep, but the old lady kept pulling him and talking in dialect. Ge Xiaohua could only nod vigorously and chatted for more than an hour without realizing it. The old lady was sleepy.
Chapter completed!