Moreover, the culprit behind this whole thing is Yan Bugui. He was the one who led the men to arrest the adulterers, and it was his son Yan Jiecheng who was at the forefront of the operation.
Their "anti-fat alliance" collapsed even faster than the "Avengers".
I'm so upset, I'm completely devastated!
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Winter passed and spring came, and the dragon-catching tiger was finally able to get down on the ground and move around.
After hearing about it, Fatty and Benleihu went to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought a carton of cigarettes, two bottles of wine, and two cans of fortified malted milk powder. They then took them to Qinlonghu's house to visit him.
On the way, Benlei Hu complained that he had spent too much money and suggested that it would be more practical to just give him the money directly.
The fat man sighed: "You don't understand. If we give him food, at least he can eat it; but if we give him money, who knows where it will end up."
Benleihu is intelligent, but he seems a bit naive when facing Chen Yan.
Upon hearing this, Lima understood and said, "Fatty is indeed very thoughtful."
The fat man gets angry whenever he hears that nickname.
So after calling him Fatty for so many years, it seems he'll have to call Benleihu "brother-in-law" now. How did this generation end up like this?
But it's undeniably a wonderful match. With Chen Yan's personality, only the Thunder Tiger can protect her for life.
Qinlonghu's family was in very poor condition and lived quite far away. It took Fatty and Benleihu a long time to ride their bicycles, winding their way to his house.
The fat man had carried out targeted poverty alleviation in another time and space, and his company also provided targeted assistance to a poor household.
As soon as he entered Qinlonghu's home, he was reminded of that impoverished family.
The yard was littered with garbage, and the roof tiles had fallen off, but no one went up to fix them!
As soon as I entered the house, I smelled a foul odor, and the room was so dark that I couldn't see anyone clearly.
After their eyes finally adjusted to the light in the room, they could see clearly that there was only a table and a bed in the room; there wasn't even a chair, let alone any other furniture...
Qinlonghu was sitting on the bed. When he saw the two of them arrive, he struggled to get off the bed.
The fat man tried to help him up, but he just whimpered.
Benleihu grabbed the fat man, and the two of them silently retreated, preserving some dignity for Qinlonghu.
Hearing the noise, someone finally came out of his house.
She was a woman, with a very fair face, but it was so flat it looked like something God had done; her whole face seemed to consist of only a mouth and narrow eyes that looked like two slits.
The woman's voice was also shrill: "Who are you looking for?"
Benleihu glanced at her and whispered, "This is Qinlonghu's sister-in-law."
As soon as the woman saw what they were carrying, she warmly extended her hand: "We can't accept this. You just said you were coming, why did you bring so much stuff?"
The fat man then switched the bag from his right hand to his left, feigning ignorance, and asked, "Excuse me, these things are for my brother. May I ask who you are?"
The woman said irritably, "What is that!"
Then, surprisingly, he turned around and went back inside, leaving Fatty and Thunder Tiger standing outside.
After a while, Qinlonghu came out with a cane that he had made himself, which was not only not comfortable, but also difficult to use.
The fat man felt a lump in his throat and went over to help him up. As soon as he got closer, he smelled a foul odor coming from the man.
Qinlonghu kept backing away, saying, "It smells strong, don't come any closer."
The fat man pretended to be nonchalant, grabbed him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "How's the recovery going?"
Qinlonghu smiled sheepishly: "As you can see, it's useless, beyond repair."
The fat man, fighting back tears, said to him, "Come with me."
Qinlonghu was like a rock in a latrine, smelly and hard: "What are you pretending to be, a good person? Yang Weimin and the others have gone in, so you're the one who gets noticed, aren't you?"
The fat man was also a little annoyed: "Look at you! You don't even have a wheelchair!"
Qinlonghu stiffened his neck and sneered, "This is my own fate, I'll bear it myself! Are you my father or my mother? Who are you to buy me a wheelchair?"
Thunder Tiger couldn't stand it any longer: "Enough! Why do you have to say such hurtful things?"
Qinlonghu fell silent. The fat man handed him the bag: "I bought this for you. Smoking and drinking will help you relax, and malted milk powder will help you recover."
The dragon-tiger turned halfway around and looked up at the sky at 45°.
The fat man sighed: "In my experience, tilting your head back won't make the tears flow back; they'll just flow into your nostrils."
Qinlonghu panicked and quickly wiped his face, shouting, "Who's crying? Me? I'm not crying!"
The fat man coaxed her like a child: "Okay, okay, you didn't cry, come with me?"
Qinlonghu threw down his cane and fell to the ground, preventing the fat man from helping him up while shouting, "You see? Without this thing, I can't even stand up straight, how can I help you fight! What use am I?"
The fat man was so frustrated he wanted to kick him twice: "So you used to beat people up for me, huh?"
The Dragon-Catching Tiger shrugged, looking utterly smug: "Otherwise what? What use am I to you now?"
The fat man, unable to bear it any longer, finally slapped him, but only on the head: "What are you talking about! You only injured one leg, right? With proper rehabilitation, even if you can't run and jump in the future, you'll be able to walk like a normal person without any problems."
After saying this, he called to Benleihu to help pull him up, and continued, "Besides, even if you lose your whole leg, you can get a prosthesis and overcome all difficulties with perseverance! Look at the Paralympic Games, so many athletes are still running on the track and can still stand on the champion's podium and win glory for the country!"
The dragon-catching tiger was stunned by what he said: "Huh, what is that?"
It's no wonder that Qinlonghu didn't know that in this era, the disabled sports movement in our country is still in its infancy.
It wasn't until 1984 that she participated in the Paralympic Games for the first time. At that time, Zhang Qian (pseudonym), a blind female athlete from Beijing, won the gold medal in the B2 level long jump!
However, by this time, the athletes already had their corresponding training venues.
The fat man said to Qinlonghu, "Cheer up! I'll take you to meet these athletes I mentioned later. I'll let you see them for yourself."
The dragon-catching tiger opened and closed its mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.
The fat man patted him on the shoulder: "Go back inside and stay there. We'll go buy a wheelchair and come pick you up tomorrow."
The dragon-catching tiger started barking again: "Who agreed to go with you? And who told you to buy a wheelchair!"
The fat man scoffed dismissively: "You're not convinced? Come and hit me if you dare!"
It wasn't until the two of them had ridden their bikes quite a distance that Qinlonghu, leaning on his crutch, started sobbing.
She cried as she pounded his leg hard.
His sister-in-law suddenly appeared again, grabbing the things from his hands and shouting, "Give them to me, give them to me!"
Qinlonghu shielded him with his body, saying, "What are you doing? This was given to me by my brother!"
"You're talking nonsense! You eat my food, live in my house, and use my things every day. You're a piece of trash, what can you do?"
After saying that, he pushed Qinlonghu to the ground and desperately tried to pry his fingers off, biting them and slapping Qinlonghu repeatedly!
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