Chapter 109

Feeling the burning heat suddenly approaching his temples, all his toughness disappeared without a trace, and the fear of death enveloped him, he kicked his legs suddenly 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 smudge on his chest, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Listen, I know there is someone behind you." He said in a very low voice next to 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 burial place." Qiu Mingquan sneered, and suddenly let go of his hand, and pushed Wang Daquan out heavily.

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

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.

He greeted his grandparents for dinner first, then he ran outside the door, washed his face and brushed his teeth with cold water.

Feng Rui looked around boredly, feeling really sad.

To be honest, when I came back from the wealthy class in my previous life, I felt a little dazed when I first saw the bottom of society in the late 1980s.

It's not that he doesn't know that there are extremely poor people in this world, but when he sees them alive, he is really shocked.

Two elderly people and one child live in such a small room of about ten square meters. There is a large flat bed in the farthest part of the room. The two elderly and one child sleep together. come out.

Beside the bed is a similarly dark and worn-out box and a chest of drawers. Near the door is a small wooden table for eating, which doubles as a place for Qiu Mingquan to do homework. Next to it are some cardboard boxes and plastic basins for washing. .

Apart from these, this family is empty and empty, and has no other possessions.

"There are only three people in your family?" Feng Rui looked at Qiu Mingquan washing his face and brushing his teeth, and asked strangely, "Where are your parents? Are you going to die soon?"

No way, so unlucky?

Qiu Mingquan spat toothpaste: "Well, I don't have parents."

"Jumped out of a rock?"

Qiu Mingquan's heart darkened. Although I have lived a new life, when it comes to this issue, I still have a slight pain in my heart.

He looked blankly at the toothpaste foam in the public pool: "I was picked up, abandoned baby."

The electric noise of "stinging, stinging" sounded, and the voice said indifferently: "Tell your people to work quickly. Get me more land at all costs."

With a "click", the phone was disconnected.

Mr. Zhou stared at the phone in his hand in astonishment. This matter is really evil. Judging by what that person means, these rumors may be true?

Turning around and entering the box, he thought nervously, finally gritted his teeth, and told Wang Daquan: "No matter what method you use, you will get all the land and houses on both sides of Feima Road."

Looking at Wang Daquan's injured hand, he said indifferently: "Give me the money as low as possible, but if you can't do it, then I will replace you."

Wang Daquan was startled, stood up hastily, with a fierce look in his eyes: "I can do it!"

A slight smile appeared on Mr. Zhou's face, and he patted him on the shoulder meaningfully: "That's right, there will be many opportunities for you to make money in the future."

...

At this moment, in a small run-down house in the suburbs, CEO Feng was watching Qiu Mingquan do his homework with cold eyes.

The study table is a small dining table that has just been cleaned up. In fact, it is a nailed wooden board with four wooden strips attached to it as table legs. It is not very stable, and one of the legs is covered with newspapers.

It is now January of 1988, winter vacation is about to start, exams are approaching, and homework exercises are beginning to increase. Qiu Mingquan stared at those English words, copying them, and memorizing them silently in his heart.

"You were thirty or forty years old when you fell to your death with me." In his mind, a man's cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Ah, yes." Qiu Mingquan was stunned.

"Then what's the matter with you? You still need to memorize these? Isn't it the most basic English words?" President Feng couldn't bear it anymore.

Qiu Mingquan bit his pencil that was about to become bald, a little ashamed: "...I dropped out of school early."

Feng Rui fell silent, watching him recite words little by little, and then began to read the Chinese textbook after finishing, analyzing the central idea, explaining idioms, reciting beautiful paragraphs; after that, math homework.

The vocabulary of English words is terrible.

The comprehension of the Chinese textbook is also very reluctant. Feng Rui came to a conclusion at a glance: the accuracy rate is not high, and it is obvious that he can't find the status at all.

The only exception was math, which was done very quickly and gave perfect marks for the answers.

The more he observed, the colder Feng Rui's heart became.

Reminiscent of the fact that Qiu Mingquan said that he dropped out of junior high school in his previous life and entered the society, Feng Rui only felt that his heart was full of irritability. The starting point of this cultural level is too low, right?

——No, this is not the way. His precious time cannot be wasted on such ridiculous things!

"You don't have to learn this anymore."

Qiu Mingquan raised his head blankly: "Why?..."

"Your homework and exams, from middle school to high school, even to the college entrance examination and graduate school, I can help you handle them without any difficulty." Feng Rui said proudly, "You put your energy into what I want you to do."

— Get rich, quickly. This is the most urgent thing!

But Qiu Mingquan, who has always been gentle, shook his head immediately: "I want to learn by myself. I can't rely on you for the rest of my life."

Feng Rui was choked speechless by him, this guy!

"All right, all right, you're right." He said perfunctorily, "I'll make a study plan for you in the future, you study hard, but I'll take the important exams."

"That's not cheating?"

Feng Rui sneered "ha": "Do you think your current rebirth is not cheating?!"

Not only was he reborn, but he also brought his gold-rich auxiliary life opener!

...

In the suburban middle school with extremely poor conditions in the outer suburbs of Dongshen City, all the classrooms are very quiet, only the north wind outside is whistling non-stop.

The source of children and middle school students in this suburb is extremely mixed. In addition to the children of nearby enterprise employees, they also accept nearby migrant workers, suburban residents, and some unemployed vagrants.

Forty or fifty students buried their heads in the final exam questions. There are those who write and fly, and those who scratch their heads.

Teacher Feng, the teacher in charge, was walking around casually, his eyes constantly roving around a group of kids.

She didn't move her neck very much, and she could see the entire classroom clearly from the corner of her eye just relying on years of experience.

Hey? She turned her gaze to a certain corner again.

That child... She frowned. In her impression, he seemed to be better in mathematics, and his grades in other subjects were also very bad, especially in her Chinese class, where her grades were always at the bottom.

Qiu Mingquan, or Qiu Qingquan?

From the beginning of the exam, the child's demeanor was a little strange.

After a while, he raised his head to look around, and once his eyes met his, his face flushed like a frightened little animal, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

Typical cheating mentality!

Teacher Feng was not happy, and walked slowly, approaching that remote corner. When her eyes swept over lightly, her expression was quietly concentrated.

——This test paper, the answer seems to be surprisingly correct?

She looked suspiciously at the answers around Qiu Mingquan, no, no, the answers of these students were varied, it was impossible for Qiu Mingquan to have copied others.

Just when she was suspicious, the real "ghost" was yelling at her with a voice that no one could hear.

"What are you afraid of! No one knows that I'm answering the question, so take it easy."

"She's standing beside me." Qiu Mingquan had never cheated before, and he was still struggling, "What should I do?"

"Just quietly and follow my instructions!"

"Oh……"

In the classroom, there was only the rustling sound of the tip of the pen falling on the test paper, Qiu Mingquan finally calmed down, and began to answer the essay questions according to Feng Rui's dictation.

There is one question each for composition in the first grade of junior high school, one for scenery description and one for simple narrative. Teacher Feng watched coldly, and finally, slowly, his face became more and more surprised.

Very smooth!

There is no draft, and the child's composition is formed sentence by sentence. At first glance, although it is not amazing, it is undoubtedly in full compliance with the standard and can get a standard high score.

"The spring is cold...how do you write qiao?" Qiu Mingquan asked silently in his heart.

"Just write whatever you want." Feng Rui said indifferently, looking at the suspicious eyes of the Chinese teacher, "It's just right to write wrongly."

"Oh."

Until Qiu Mingquan stood up, lowered his head and handed the test paper to her, Teacher Feng's surprise did not diminish.

"You want to hand in the paper early?" Teacher Feng looked at his watch, and there was still more than half an hour before the time for handing in the paper. That Shanghai brand quartz watch was the most valuable dowry when she got married.

"En." Qiu Mingquan nodded, and his uneasy heart calmed down.

The students around also looked over in amazement, what kind of nerve did Qiu Mingquan, a poor and unremarkable student with a tail, do today?

"It's a blank paper, right?" Some students stuck out their tongues, and a small sneer sounded in time.

"Don't go yet." Teacher Feng gave him a rare nod, "Let's go together after the exam."

Qiu Mingquan was taken aback, so he had to sit on the seat.

Teacher Feng began to scan the test paper word by word.

Fill in the blanks, multiple choice, and objective questions are all correct. Article analysis, short answers, etc. are also concise and to the point, there is no penalty point at all, it can be said to be 100% correct.

The final composition question... Even if she looked at it with the most critical eyes, she still had to say that the words were concise and to the point, and she used very simple words and sentences, but it was very comfortable to watch.

Ah, finally found a small place that went wrong. In the description of the scenery, the slightly uncommon word "spring is cold and steep" is used, but the word "Qiao" is written in white characters.