Qiao Jianguo hid not far away, watching the lazy dog circling around looking for him, watching the lazy dog jumping up and down and cursing.
Then he looked like all his energy had been drained away, with his head drooping and looking back every few steps as he got into the car.
"I'm sorry~," Qiao Jianguo whispered.
He slid down to sit on the ground against the wall and muttered to himself, "If Er Qiangpao doesn't come back, I won't be able to go back. I don't know how to face Uncle Cheng and Aunt Cheng."
Er Qiangpao was only 22 years old. Eleven years later, he was already 33 years old. The most important years of his life were all wasted.
Besides, who can guarantee that the second gun can be produced in eleven years?
If anything went wrong, Qiao Jianguo would never be able to live with it for the rest of his life.
Lai Gou got into the car and stuck his head out of the window to look for Qiao Jianguo, his eyes blank and at a loss.
Qiao Jianguo watched Lai Gou's bus go away before he dared to come out from the corner.
He stood there and looked at his family for a long time, then slowly turned around and left.
This year, the weather was still very cold in early April.
Qiao Jianguo didn't know where to go. He had no money and no warm clothes. He hunched his head, hugged his arms, and walked around aimlessly.
He asked many shops and asked if they needed workers.
People drove him away because he was dirty, but he occasionally received some food from kind-hearted people.
"You, you, do you need anyone to work for you? I don't want money, I just want food and shelter."
"Get out, get out, it's so dirty."
After being kicked out again, Qiao Jianguo looked at his hands and found a sink to wash his face and hands.
He tried to keep himself upright and shamelessly went from store to store asking.
After washing his face, still no one wanted him, and no one even offered him food.
It was getting dark, and Qiao Jianguo had nowhere to go, so he squatted under the eaves at the entrance of an alley, looking into the distance with a confused look in his eyes.
He thought, if he couldn't find a job, and had no food or shelter, he would probably die, right?
It is possible that Erqiangpao was not dead yet, and he went down first.
I don’t know if he was hungry or cold, but he kept shivering.
He reached out and touched his forehead; it was burning hot.
He had been holding on despite his previous injury, and now he had a fever again. He felt that he might really die.
Many past events and old people came to my mind one by one.
He missed his mother very much.
Lei Honghua is not a kind person, especially towards the Qiao Youfu brothers, she can be said to be sarcastic and even vicious, forcing her to protect her children.
In Gaoshi Village, if anyone said anything bad about Qiao Jianguo, Lei Honghua would jump up and protect him behind her like a hen with its feathers standing on end.
From childhood to the present, Qiao Jianguo has always lived under the wings of Lei Honghua.
When she is hungry, she calls her mother; when she is cold, she calls her mother; when she has something to do, she calls her mother. Lei Honghua has always been there.
Now, mom is not around.
"Woo woo~", he cried out in pain.
He hasn't repaid his mother yet. He doesn't want to die. He wants to wait for Er Qiangpao to come back.
It was he who brought Er Qiangpao out, so he should be filial to Er Qiangpao and take care of Uncle Cheng and Aunt Cheng.
Qiao Jianguo stood up tremblingly, holding on to the wall, his eyes searching for something on the street.
He saw two lesbians walking together, holding hot steamed buns in their hands.
Qiao Jianguo was extremely hungry and rushed over, grabbed the bun and stuffed it into his mouth without thinking.
"Ah!!!!" Qi Li screamed and took a big step back.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
