Chapter 78

"Grandpa, grandma, I have grown up, I really won't go astray, you can trust me." He suddenly remembered something, turned around, and brought in a large black plastic bag at the door.

He eagerly opened it, took out all the autumn clothes, hats, gloves and cotton shoes inside, and held them in front of the eyes of the two old people.

"I bought this with the money I earned!" His eyes sparkled, stubborn and hopeful, "In the future, we will live a better life. I want to buy a big house for my family, leave this dilapidated place, We live together as a family of three, buy good food and good clothes, I want to honor you for many, many years!"

The hut was so quiet that a needle could be heard. Grandma Qiu looked at him blankly.

His face was still swollen, his body was wet, and on the back of his bare hands, there was also the redness that had just been beaten by Grandpa Qiu with the bench.

But his eyes are open and pure, there is no timidity and dodge of children in the dark eyes, but there is unprecedented responsibility.

Grandma Qiu suddenly felt that she didn't know this child.

In the blink of an eye, on that morning more than ten years ago, the dying child lying in the swaddling clothes with bruises all over his body turned into a little adult.

Looking down at the pile of things in the plastic bag, she flipped through them one by one, and suddenly burst into tears—these things were all for the two old people, and there was nothing for him!

Qiu Mingquan grinned, his eyes were bright, and his swollen face was full of joy: "Grandpa, grandma, I will take you into the city tomorrow, let's go to the boutique shopping mall. The salesperson at the stationery counter there can testify for me!"

The old man turned around slowly and hesitantly, and finally he was half-doubtful.

"You... You really didn't do anything bad? I'm really going to the city with you tomorrow. "

"Don't worry, grandpa!"

...

Finally at midnight, Qiu Mingquan waited for the two old men to fall asleep, endured exhaustion and pain, and quietly got up.

When he came back, it was snowing outside, who knows what will happen overnight, if the ground is covered by heavy snow tomorrow morning, how can he find jade? !

Quietly go out and go around behind the window, sure enough, the ground has been covered with a thick layer of snow. The neighborhood here is a suburb, and some weeds are overgrown behind the window, and the traces of the arson a few days ago are still there. The dark wall is lined with white snow, and a slight whiteness can still be seen in the middle of the night.

The jade pendant is too small! The color was bright white again, and the direction and distance thrown by Grandpa Qiu were unclear. Qiu Mingquan was so anxious that he could only keep guessing and groping around in the snow.

In the middle of the night, everything was silent, the howling north wind was mixed with the rustling of weeds, Qiu Mingquan's little hands kept groping in the icy snow, and after a while, bloodstains were drawn by the sharp teeth of the weeds.

But he couldn't feel the pain anymore.

The ice and snow froze his hands, and even his feet were starting to stiffen.

Time passed by little by little, and the sky in the distance seemed to gradually brighten, but Qiu Mingquan still found nothing, and his heart sank little by little.

...

For a long time, the surroundings were as quiet as a tomb.

Feng Rui's senses were extremely keen, he could almost hear the slight movement of snowflakes falling around him, and he could also hear the rustling of withered grass and leaves in winter.

Hearing these small voices, he even fell into a trance for a while.

Could that mentally handicapped little migrant worker... be really frightened by his grandparents and stop looking for him, or could he be unable to find the pendant he was hiding in by accident?

Ten years, eight years? Like Monkey King, waiting for five hundred years to wait for the next passing Tang Seng who is destined to belong to him?

I don't know how long he lay like this, but at the moment when he was drowsy, there was a warm temperature.

...Qiu Mingquan lightly held the bright red lanyard on the jade with one hand, almost dreamily, picked up the jade pendant from a piece of dry grass.

At that moment, the morning sun rises and the stars suddenly disappear. The air in winter is so fresh and cold, but the boy in front of Feng Rui has an immature face and his pupils are as black as ink.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Qiu Mingquan looked at him anxiously, but his eyes were full of ecstasy, "I've been looking for you for a long time... Are you in a hurry?"

His palm was small, and he gently stroked the jade pendant, causing Feng Rui, who had no body, to suddenly feel a tingling sensation.

Then, he gently put the pendant that stayed in the snow all night on his chest and hid it in his shirt.

It was bitingly cold, but the back, which was stained with the blood of the two people's previous lives, quickly warmed up.

In Feng Rui's ears, there was a faint but clear heartbeat: "Boom... Boom!"

He suddenly realized that it was Qiu Mingquan's heartbeat.

"I'm not going to lose you again. Not even in death."

At that time, Feng Rui and Qiu Mingquan didn't realize that this simple and unpretentious sentence, like a mantra and an oath, followed them for so long.

After splitting and rejoining, until the impermanent gear of fate rolled over again.

...The next day, the two old men of the Qiu family did not have the opportunity to go to the city to verify what Qiu Mingquan said.

Because Qiu Mingquan fell ill completely.

After running around all day, his face was swollen by Xiang Cheng's punch in the afternoon, and he was whipped by his grandfather when he came home at night.

...Agitated and looking for things in the ice and snow all night, Qiu Mingquan felt his head was heavy the next morning and he couldn't get up.

The two old men tossed and turned sleeplessly last night, thinking about Qiu Mingquan's words, they always felt that the huge amount of money was like a dream, and they finally fell asleep in the middle of the night. When I woke up the next morning, I found that Qiu Mingquan's face was flushed, and when he touched his forehead, he was terrified, the fever was severe!

Grandpa Qiu hurriedly left the house early to get medicine at a nearby clinic. Grandma Qiu stayed at home to take care of Qiu Mingquan, helping him change the cold towel on his forehead from time to time. Qiu Mingquan felt uncomfortable, woke up once or twice halfway, drank some white rice porridge, and fell asleep again.

In a daze, I heard someone talking outside.

"I don't know why, he didn't go to get his report card, and you didn't come to the parent meeting..."

With a jolt, he finally recognized the owner of the voice. ——Teacher Feng, the teacher in charge!

For more than a week after the exam, every second counts, and every day is a huge income. How can I have time to get a report card?

As for the parent meeting a few days later, he completely forgot about it. Now...the head teacher was recruited?

Holding his glasses, Teacher Feng carefully stood at the door with his trousers lifted. Last night's first snow made the ground muddy. She knew that this was a rural area, so she specially wore big rubber shoes, but along the way, her pants were still covered with bits and pieces of mud.

As soon as she stood in front of Qiu Mingquan's house, she saw the bare walls inside, and took a deep breath.

Although it was daytime, the whole room was dark due to the lack of sunlight. After getting used to the light in the room for a while, Teacher Feng could see clearly the figure of the boy lying curled up on the bed.

"Teacher Feng..." Qiu Mingquan struggled to get up, feeling extremely guilty.

Fever is severe, the mind lacks the ability to think, and the only thought is: Have the test scores been found to be abnormal?

Teacher Feng stepped forward quickly, looked at his weak and wounded face, and was startled: "Qiu Mingquan, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I just have a little fever." Qiu Mingquan sat up halfway, but was pushed down on the bed by Teacher Feng.

"Then you lie down and rest quickly!" Teacher Feng looked at the bed where Qiu Mingquan was lying on, and felt a "thump" in his heart.

It was too shabby, cotton was exposed under the dilapidated quilt, and the color of the quilt was also dull and black, and the original color of the quilt could not be seen.

Grandma Qiu timidly brought over boiling water: "Teacher, please drink water... Is this child in school, and you teachers are bothering?"

Teacher Feng quickly waved his hands vigorously: "No, no! I'm here because I want to praise Mingquan's performance."

praise? Grandma Qiu was stunned.

"Yes, Qiu Mingquan has made great progress in the final exam this semester!" Teacher Feng was a little excited.

She personally gave Qiu Mingquan a score of 98 on the Chinese test paper. Unexpectedly, the feedback she got from other teachers was astonishing. In the final exam of this semester, Qiu Mingquan, who used to be unremarkable in the past, scored amazingly well in all subjects. high score!

100 points in mathematics, 99 points in English, 96 points in politics, and full marks in geography. ... In private communication, the political teacher also admitted that, like her, he artificially deducted a few points on the subjective essay questions.

The total score of all subjects in the whole year is the first, and the four subjects are the first in the grade!

——If this score can be maintained, it will not be difficult to get into the best key high school in the city.

Seeing Grandma Qiu's surprised and disbelieving expression, she quickly took out Qiu Mingquan's report card and handed it to the old man.

"Look, the two subjects are 100%! And grandma, your grandson, this time he got the first overall score in the whole grade!"

He squinted at Qiu Mingquan, just as he saw those strange eyes that were very different from those of children, a strange fear suddenly surged in his heart.

——This boy is not telling lies, he is telling the truth.

He even suspected that if he spoke harshly again, this kid who was as calm as a devil might really stab his head hard while talking and laughing!

Feeling the burning heat that suddenly approached his temples, all his toughness disappeared without a trace, and the fear of death enveloped him, he suddenly kicked his legs and shouted: "Let go of me, I'm just kidding! ... I won't do it!" You, don't come to mess with your family!"

His teeth were shaking, his whole body was tense and motionless, and he kept begging for mercy: "Really... I promise I won't trouble you again, put down the pliers, and talk if you have something to say..."

Qiu Mingquan didn't move.

He tilted his head, carefully looked at the cold sweat oozing from Wang Daquan's temples, and then looked at the suspicious smear on his chest, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Listen, I know there is someone behind you." He whispered in Wang Daquan's ear, "I also know that the land here will increase in value."

Wang Daquan's eyes widened suddenly, and he squinted at him in horror.

The suburbs in this area may be undergoing large-scale construction and development. Experts are being invited everywhere, and a seminar will be held soon. It is not unusual for the people behind him to know, but how does a young boy in this impoverished greenhouse area know? ! ...

"I'll just say it once. If you make us homeless, I have a way to make you all die without a place to bury you." Qiu Mingquan sneered, then let go of his hand suddenly, and pushed Wang Daquan out heavily.

There was a slight wind in the back of his head, with treacherous ruthlessness, Qiu Mingquan's pupils shrank, and he turned his head suddenly. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a person hitting him with a wooden stick.

At this moment, Grandpa Qiu who was next to him suddenly let out a loud roar, his eyes were about to burst, he lifted a coal ball beside him, and smashed it viciously at that person's head!

The briquettes hit the man, hitting him with black soot all over his head and eyes. Wu Dagen next to him also gritted his teeth, randomly grabbed a few briquettes, and ruthlessly threw them at several people who rushed forward to help.

Qiu Mingquan seized this moment, leaned forward suddenly, and struck the attacker's calf with a pair of pokers.

Wearing cotton trousers in winter, but if you get close, you can still hear a sound like a bone crack, and then, the same wailing burst everyone's eardrums.

... Liu Dongfeng just felt a little confused.

Is it his eyesight, or a coincidence? These few shots were ups and downs. If he hadn't watched Ming Quan grow up since he was a child, he would have felt that he had met a well-trained soldier.

In an instant, three people were injured in a row, but he was unharmed?

Qiu Mingquan took a few steps back in silence, his small body protected the red-eyed, panting Grandpa Qiu behind him.

"Grandpa, leave it to me." He whispered softly, looking straight ahead like a bloodthirsty little beast, staring at those hooligans without blinking.

Wang Daquan got up covered in cold sweat, stumbled, turned around and ran out. Behind him, a few hooligans hurriedly helped up the two injured companions, and ran out like flying.

In the courtyard, the silence was finally broken. Aunt Wang was trembling, and pulled her husband Wu Dagen back, complaining in a low voice: "You are crazy! Hit those people?..."

Liu Qinhua also stood there dumbfounded, confused.

The hooligan leader said he would give her family a fair price, but... who would really like to move their family and leave the place where they have lived for many years?

Besides, according to the actions of these bullies, can my son really endure his temper to the end?

Sure enough, Liu Dongfeng gritted his teeth: "Mom, I'll report to the bureau!"

Liu Qinhua hesitated to speak, and smiled wryly: "We all went to the police station last time, but the policemen who received it were very embarrassed. This matter is a voluntary discussion, and the other party didn't really hurt anyone, but just harassed. They can't control it for the time being."

Liu Dongfeng said angrily: "I didn't do anything now, but if these hooligans really murder and set fire, wouldn't it be too late? I don't believe in this evil!"

Grandma Qiu was terrified. Hearing everyone's words, she pulled Qiu Mingquan over anxiously: "Xiaoquan... is there any injury? Show grandma!"

At this time, Qiu Mingquan had taken over his body again, recovered his obedience, and tightly held grandma's hand: "I'm fine at all!"

Grandpa Qiu stood silently on the side, his old hands trembling slightly.

Grandma Qiu was still terrified, and asked in a trembling voice: "Next time, don't act like that, in case you really hurt someone—"

Speaking of this, she suddenly got stuck—there was more than just hurting someone. Just now, the grandson pressed the red-hot poker to someone, and it has already seriously hurt someone.

Qiu Mingquan hugged grandma gently, seeing that the old man was not concussed like in his previous life, his heart was agitated.

"Grandma... I'm an adult now." He comforted sincerely, turned around, and also hugged the stiff grandpa, thinking of the old man's crazy appearance just now, he felt sad for a while.

CEO Feng Da successfully retired, satisfied: "What kind of scum comes, and it will be like today in the future, and beat back hard. The soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, and the hard ones are afraid of death. Have you heard of it?"

He said solemnly: "You can handle the following things yourself, remember to unite with the masses."

Qiu Mingquan turned his head, and said lightly to the neighbors who were chattering: "Those people will definitely not let it go, they will come back." He looked at the adults around him seriously, without the obsequiousness of children at all, and his expression was natural .

Everyone in the compound looked at each other, Liu Qinhua hurriedly asked: "Xiaoquan, what do you want to say?"

Qiu Mingquan was silent for a while. Although he was at the bottom of society in his previous life, how could he not know about the most basic changes in the city?

"Uncles and aunts, a few days ago, I overheard a few of them in the Yan Hotel saying that there will be some major construction here in the future, and the land will increase in value."

Everyone in the courtyard exclaimed, even people who don't understand economics know simple common sense: No wonder these local hooligans suddenly bullied them and forced them to sell their houses and land at a low price.

"Then how much is our house, this place... worth?" Aunt Wang looked at Qiu Mingquan with bright eyes.

Unknowingly, her disdain for Qiu Mingquan a moment ago has turned into deep awe. If this child is ruthless, if he can talk, why was he such a boring gourd before?

Qiu Mingquan raised his eyebrows and said honestly: "If this is true, it will be a big deal—this will be the new district of Dadongshen City in the future. It is not a dream for the house in our hands to appreciate ten times in value. In another ten years, it will appreciate a hundred times. It's not impossible."

"Hey, you still don't want to talk about such advanced words as the new district!" Feng Rui immediately reminded, "It's still too early for the real decision-making from above, so don't reveal your secrets."

Sure enough, everyone in the big yard was so shocked that they couldn't speak, and their minds were confused.

Liu Qinhua was speechless with suspicion: "Mingquan, you...don't talk nonsense?"

Ten times, a hundred times, what is this concept? !

Qiu Mingquan didn't explain anymore, but showed a puzzled expression: "Then why are these people trying to force us to sell the house?..."

At this moment, all the neighbors finally fell silent, and everyone's thoughts were eagerly moving.

What this little boy said made sense. These people who pounced on like bloodthirsty sharks couldn't be for no reason, right?

Thinking of the possible prospect, everyone's heart became hot, and someone slapped their thighs suddenly: "In this way, I have to fight them to death!"

At that time, the housing prices in the suburbs of Dongshen City were only a few hundred yuan per square meter. The total housing prices used to be tens of thousands of yuan, but now, it is very likely to be a huge amount of money. How can this be handed over in vain?

"That's right, let's unite and work together to not compromise with them!"

"If any house is bullied by them, let's go together. Helping others is helping ourselves! If we want to keep our house, we must not be afraid of trouble!"

President Feng looked at the enthusiastic neighbors, and commented casually: "Good job. At this time, in order to bind everyone to work together, we can only throw out information and point out the benefits."

——In this world, there is only an unbreakable alliance of interests that can become allies of its own.

Qiu Mingquan recalled how excited he was just now, and suddenly asked in his heart: "You...do you think beating someone like that is enjoyable?"

President Feng was silent for a while, thinking about it in his heart, and then smiled mysteriously after a while: "You don't understand."

It's more than fun, it's just so cool! ...

"By the way, if you have such a thing in the future, you can just leave it to me." CEO Feng Da said in a persuasive manner, "Just treat me as if you let me out every day. If I hold myself in the jade like this, I will easily become mentally unhealthy."

Qiu Mingquan was stunned for a moment: "Are you... very uncomfortable?"

"What do you think? I was so beautiful in my previous life, but now I don't even have a body left, only a remnant soul left. I can't eat or move. How is it different from a paraplegic old man?" President Feng carefully observed Qiu Mingquan He deliberately lowered his voice, adding rare sadness and depression.

Qiu Mingquan stopped talking, his heart was inexplicably sour. The corner of his mouth twitched a few times, then he suddenly reached out and touched the pendant on his chest lightly.

Feng Rui was stunned.

This idiot, is this an expression of comfort? Sure enough, he is a good person, soft-hearted, impulsive, easily brainwashed and moved.

... If he occupies his body for a long time, will he gradually increase his control, and finally simply occupy the magpie's nest? In those novels, what is said about seizing a house, I don’t know if it is practical.

Cold-blooded and greedy, President Feng began to fantasize, and almost laughed out loud at this wonderful prospect.

The coal stove in Qiu Mingquan's house was kicked, and the breakfast was scattered all over the floor. Several neighbors looked at each other, and they rushed to bring some breakfast to each other.

Hot porridge, snow-white steamed buns, and even three salted duck eggs that Liu Qinhua brought over. Qiu Mingquan didn't refuse too much, and brought a bunch of breakfast into the room.