Dong Xiaolu thought the name was too common, but then she thought that as long as the product was done well, even something common could become elegant, so she agreed to her boyfriend's suggestion.

The two exchanged flirtatious glances online for a while longer before saying goodbye as it was getting late.

Han Ming studied the game for several hours, but felt dizzy, so he decided not to think about it anymore, turned off the lights, and went to sleep.

Nothing happened overnight. The next day, Han Ming got up early, borrowed a small tricycle from a neighbor, and with his mother's help, took the broken refrigerator to the workshop for refurbishment.

Chen Fang was still puzzled, saying that if the refrigerator needed repair, why not just go to the appliance repair shop in town and find a repairman to come to the house? Why bother carrying it out to repair it?

Han Ming lied again, saying he was going to trade in the old refrigerator for a new one.

When Chen Fang heard that her son wanted to buy a new refrigerator, she felt a little sorry for the money. She thought that a refrigerator could be repaired and still be used, so she felt that it was unnecessary to buy a new one. Therefore, she forbade her son to spend money recklessly.

Han Ming promised his mother that he would not spend a single penny.

Chen Fang isn't a three-year-old child. These days, which trade-in program doesn't require you to pay extra?

If it's really a trade-in program, then this old refrigerator will probably only get a frying pan in return.

But he couldn't dissuade his son from going, and since someone had to stay at home, he had no choice but to let him go.

Han Ming tied the refrigerator with a rope and skillfully rode his tricycle to the factory.

I was eager to try out the powered-on X-ray printer and see how it could refurbish this old refrigerator.

Even on a hot summer morning, Han Ming was sweating profusely after riding for only a short while, and he regretted not borrowing an electric tricycle.

There is a wide road connecting to the development zone on the west side of the town, but the journey is relatively long. Han Ming, who is exhausted and panting like a dog, really doesn't want to take another long detour.

So Han Ming decided to take a shortcut through the old street.

Although this old street is older than Han Ming's father, it has the advantage of having some time-honored rice, flour, and cooking oil shops inside.

So although it's not as popular as the town center, quite a few elderly residents still come here every day to exchange rice, flour, vegetables, and oil.

Han Ming didn't like this place very much because he felt that the old street was gloomy, and with a police station there, the feeling was oppressive.

Aside from handling household registration and ID card matters when he went to university elsewhere, he rarely comes here.

If I hadn't gone to the factory to refurbish refrigerators today, and if this pedicab I'm riding weren't so difficult, I would have preferred to take the longer route on the new main road.

Han Ming, pedaling his tricycle hard, saw a crowd gathered in the distance near the police station entrance, seemingly indicating some kind of dispute.

As the town grew larger and the floating population increased, some negative effects also emerged, with fights and thefts occurring frequently.

So Han Ming assumed it was just another dispute at the police station entrance and didn't bother to check the situation with his glasses.

It looks like there are a few people fighting. These days, people love a good show, and there are quite a few onlookers. They're practically sitting on stools with sunflower seeds, ready to watch the spectacle.

Han Ming thought to himself that people these days are really bold, daring to fight right next to the police station gate, they simply don't respect the police station as a national law enforcement machine.

Because of the large number of onlookers, the already narrow street was mostly occupied.

Having no interest in such matters, Han Ming could only pedal his tricycle hard, carefully avoiding the crowds, hoping to leave this chaotic place as soon as possible.

Han Ming tried to leave, but he couldn't. A casual glance caught him catching a glimpse of a familiar figure.

Isn't that the tattooed, burly guy who tried to take advantage of Liang Qi at the abandoned construction site the night before last?

This is strange. The night before last, Officer Zhou, Uncle Liang's neighbor, said that he would detain that kid for a few more days, but how come he was released after only one day?

Han Ming confirmed that he was right; it was him, with a small blue snake tattoo on his right arm.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an acquaintance who was entangled with the burly man.

Last time it was Liang Qi, this time it's her father Liang Jianxing.

Liang Jianxing, his face ashen, was wrestling with the tattooed thug, while two other skinny guys were helping out.

In a 3-on-1 situation, Liang Jianxing was at a disadvantage.

Although he wasn't knocked to the ground because of his height and weight, perhaps it was because of his age, or perhaps it was because the two skinny guys were helping him.

Therefore, Liang Jianxing is not in a favorable position and is constantly being ambushed by those two skinny monkeys, suffering some hidden losses.

Han Ming couldn't stand idly by when his own people were suffering losses. Although he couldn't figure out why Uncle Liang was fighting with these thugs, he didn't have time to think about it now.

He shoved his glasses into the refrigerator on the tricycle and rushed over to join the fray.

Disliking fighting doesn't mean you can't fight. When Han Ming used to play basketball, it was common for him to get into fights with opposing teams over the ball.

Moreover, now they are helping Uncle Liang to uphold justice and deal with those three bastards.

So Han Ming pushed through the crowd, located his target, and used all his strength.

There happened to be a skinny guy in front of him, who was facing away from Han Ming. Han Ming didn't care about anything else and kicked the guy hard in the lower back.

That bastard was kicked two or three meters away.

Han Ming probably used a lot of force, because the kid lay on the ground, pressing his waist, and couldn't get up.

When the other skinny guy saw that his companion was at a disadvantage, he planned to run over to help.

Now Han Ming is one-on-one with him. The kid sees that his opponent seems to be a bit stronger than him, so he hesitates and doesn't dare to come up.

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