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Chapter 222 Hero, spare your life!

"uncle……"

He pointed at Zhang Ziyi, who also saw the fat and thin people staring at them furtively, laughed blankly, and raised his hand to Lao Cao, "What should we do with these two guys?"

"We are not familiar with the place, so don't cause trouble!" Lao Cao glared, "Which bus does Jianping have to take to go to your second uncle's house?"

"Uncle, don't leave yet. Let's go to the state-owned canteen to have something to eat."

Smelling the fragrant smell of fried dough sticks in the air, Sun Jianping licked his tongue. To be honest, the smell of roasted chicken on the train made him ravenous.

"I'm hungry too. I need to get something to eat on the hour. If you're poor but rich, you can still afford this meal!"

Zhang Ziyi was also so greedy that he and Sun Jianping picked up Lao Cao and went straight to the state-owned canteen on the roadside.

Sun Jianping used the food stamps he got from Director Hu to buy a pound of fried dough sticks, a pound of fried cakes, and three bowls of steaming soy milk. Zhang Ziyi was already hungry, so he grabbed a fried dough stick and dipped it in the soy milk to start cooking!
"It smells so good!" I haven't eaten anything all night, but now everything tastes delicious even if I don't eat it!

Lao Cao rolled his eyes at him and said, "Look at you, you look like a starving ghost. Be careful. We are in the city now. Don't embarrass us old farmers!"

"I got it, do you want to eat this ink stain, fried dough sticks or not? Leave it to me if you don't want to!"

Zhang Ziyi stuffed it into his mouth.

Sun Jianping slowly tore into the fried dough sticks and looked at the people coming and going. The fat man and the thin brother were also sitting in the state-owned hotel. They bought a pound of fried dough sticks and were eating them while they were sitting there.

"These two little brats are targeting us!" Zhang Ziyi also saw them and cursed. Lao Cao held him down and said, "What are you doing?"

"I don't do anything, I just want to chat with them!"

Zhang Ziyi rolled up his sleeves, and Lao Cao glared, "You have chicken feathers stuffed in your ears. I just told you, don't cause trouble!"

"Grass!"

He cursed and continued to drink soy milk with his head down.

After eating, the three of them left the state-owned hotel and stood in the square in front of the station, looking at the monument to Lao Maozi. Sun Jianping looked around with squinting eyes.

I wonder if my second uncle can come to pick me up...

The two people came over again quietly!

"If you don't mess with them today, why should I write the characters upside down!" Zhang Ziyi was furious. When Lao Cao saw that the two of them were stuck together like a dog-skin plaster, he felt that it was very annoying. The two looked at each other and dragged Sun Jianping away. Go to a small alley.

The two brothers naturally followed them. Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the alley, a sharp dagger was pressed against their lower backs!

"Men, come with us, tell us what you want to do?" Lao Cao walked out of the alley, hugged the two of them, and said with a smile.

"No, it's okay, we were just strolling around..."

The fat man laughed along, and the thin man nodded hurriedly, "You go to your place, and we'll go to ours!"

"Fuck you, tell the truth, or I will kill you both today!"

Zhang Ziyi kicked the fat man on the lower back, causing the fat man to groan in pain. Lao Cao came over and patted his fat face, "Tell me, tell me what you want to do, don't hide it." It’s burning.”

The two brothers looked at each other. I'm afraid it would be hard to be kind if they didn't say Zi Wu Mao You until today. The fat man snorted and rubbed his sore back, "We brothers just want to get something from you." Spend money.”

"You two are blind if you want to get some money from us!" Zhang Ziyi and Lao Cao both laughed. We were so poor that we even paid for the bus tickets with food expenses from canal repairs. "The ones who come out want money from us!"

These two thieves are not very clever!
Isn’t it obvious enough that we are poor? "I still want to get some money from you to spend money!" Zhang Ziyi rubbed the fat man's body twice skillfully, took out a calfskin money clip, and threw it to Lao Cao, "Go on!"

"okay!"

Lao Cao took the money clip and put it into his pocket. The thin man wanted to move, but he didn't expect another sharp dagger to hit his back. "Don't move. This dagger of mine is very fast. Trust me." If you don’t believe me, I’ll poke a hole through you!”

"Hero, spare your life!"

The thin man raised his hands in panic.

There were noisy sounds outside the alley, Lao Cao winked at the two of them, Zhang Ziyi raised his foot and kicked the fat man on the fat buttocks, Sun Jianping did the same, pushed the thin man to the side, and the three of them turned and ran away!

The fat man and the thin man got up and wanted to chase them, but they saw a few uniformed men walking in the distance. They were so frightened that they hurriedly ran in the opposite direction.

It’s so scary!
The men in uniform also saw the three people running away and hurriedly chased after them. Lao Cao stopped and handed over the wallet, "Comrade, comrade, hurry up and catch those two people. That's the fat man." and Shouzi, these two are thieves, they stole a lot of money on the train, and we caught them..."

The man in uniform took the wallet and took a look, my dear, there are quite a few scattered coins in it!

"Thank you, old comrade, Xiao Li Xiaosun, I'll chase you right away!"

"You're welcome, everyone has a responsibility to fight crime!"

Lao Cao has been listening to the radio a lot recently, and two new terms come up every now and then, which makes Sun Jianping stunned for a moment!

The little old man's knowledge level is rising exponentially!
Seeing a few men in uniform chasing the two brothers, Lao Cao breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhang Ziyi caught up with him, "I told you, did you hand over all the money in your wallet to the public?"

"Nonsense, I'm leaving flowers for you even if I don't pay my dues!" Lao Cao gleefully said, "Hurry up and leave!"

"Fuck, you can leave two pieces, this is not in vain..."

Zhang Ziyi followed behind and muttered for a while, and Lao Cao glared, "You can leave quickly, all bad things will happen because of your bad mouth!"

Zhang Ziyi was scolded for nothing, and looked at the street scenery with a depressed mood. Harbin in the 1970s still had many traces of imperial Russian colonization. The onions on the tops of several cathedrals were smashed, leaving piles of red bricks. The broken dome looked dilapidated.

When there was no one around, Lao Cao took out a handful of change from his pocket and tapped the back of Zhang Ziyi's head, "You're such a beast, you don't have any eyebrows. If you let people listen, you can still have ours." good?"

"Hey, I know you old guy has always been a thief..." Zhang Ziyi grabbed a handful of cents and looked at them, then smiled awkwardly, "How can you get two yuan from these? Let's go to the Academy of Agricultural Sciences to find a builder now. Ping’s second uncle?”

"Go to the store to buy them something first. You can't go to someone's house empty-handed..."

Lao Cao still understands the ways of the world.

After entering the state-owned store near the train station, the two of them felt that their eyesight was not enough!

Good guy, this is the boss’s store!
Six floors up and down!

There were people everywhere, crowded and bumping into each other, making the aisles completely blocked!
I don’t know where so many people came from!

"Borrow it, borrow it!" Zhang Ziyi, with his tall and thick body, kept squeezing in, and finally squeezed to the counter. He looked at the candy stall, looking at the colorful candies placed in the glass grid, and he squeaked. .

What a good thing!

It’s just too expensive!
can not afford!
Lao Cao also came forward, took a deep breath of the sweet smell coming from the candy, pursed his lips, and stretched out his hand tremblingly, "Comrade, comrade. How much does that red one cost per pound?"

"One dollar and a half!" The salesperson was busy weighing sugar for others. When he saw that he was an old man from the countryside, he muttered angrily.

(End of this chapter)