Chapter 165

This child was an abandoned baby picked up by the old couple. It was in the middle of winter, so a delicate blue-flowered baby was lying on the side of the road. They couldn't bear to see such a young child left alone, and the social welfare institutions were not perfect. Inquire After a long time, they couldn't find a good place for the abandoned baby. As a last resort, I adopted it.

Qiu Mingquan has been well-behaved and obedient since he was a child, and he never caused people to worry, but recently... the two old people thought of his extremely strange words and deeds recently, and suddenly wanted to go wrong.

——Is this child starting to turn bad? !

Leaving early and returning late, stealing money for private use, and having strange scars on his body, could it be that he did some bad deeds with bad guys!

Grandpa Qiu was in a trance for a while, and suddenly remembered what he saw a few days ago. Qiu Mingquan, who was shy and timid since he was a child, had that desperate and fierce look in his eyes when facing Wang Daquan.

He is not alone with the past at all!

"You...you tell me clearly!" Grandpa Qiu stood up abruptly, panting heavily.

He has always been seldom talkative and has no culture. He is usually silent and dull, but when he loses his temper, he is very scary.

"What should I do?" Qiu Mingquan asked anxiously in his heart, and asked Feng Rui for help.

"Just tell the truth, say that you heard the news on a whim, and you made money selling gold pens." No matter how capable Feng Rui is, it's okay at this time, "Don't be so stupid as to tell me, otherwise they might find Taoist priests or The monk came to suppress me."

The two old people only saw his anxious face and sweat dripping from his forehead. Grandma Qiu felt a pain in her heart, and muddy tears flowed down her cheeks.

"Xiaoquan..." She choked up and said, "I know our family is suffering. But you must not go astray if you are poor."

Qiu Mingquan shook his head anxiously: "No! Grandma, I didn't do anything bad! Believe me..."

"Then tell us, why did you steal the money?" Grandma Qiu looked at him anxiously.

Not to mention that it's impossible to hide it, Qiu Mingquan bit the bullet and said: "Grandpa, grandma, I... I recently learned from others and started a little business."

He took a deep breath and tried his best to look mature: "I bought the pens in the mall, the ones with gold nibs, and sold them at a higher price. These days, I made a lot of money."

"Xiaoquan, you..." Grandma Qiu cried in despair. It's fine to steal money, but you still tell such a big lie? !

Qiu Mingquan panicked, pulled down his schoolbag, and dumped all the money in it on the bed.

"Grandpa and grandma, look, the money is back, and I have earned so much!"

A large pile of old and new ten-yuan and five-yuan banknotes covered the bed, and there was also the crisp sound of steel coins colliding with each other. Under the dim light, the eyes of the two old people were straightened.

so much money! !

Qiu Mingquan forgot one thing, the myth of compound interest growth, ordinary people can't figure it out, ordinary people can't accept the fact that more than 80 yuan can be transformed into such a huge sum of money within ten days!

Grandpa Qiu opened his mouth, and suddenly became frightened: Is there any way to make a child earn so much money in a short period of time!

Grandma Qiu stared at him suspiciously, and suddenly saw a section of red rope protruding from his neck.

With a simple pull, the jade pendant was exposed, and a piece of dense precious light scattered under the dim light, warm and delicate, like frozen cream.

The two old men rubbed their eyes at the same time. Even if they don't have any appreciation ability at all, they can tell that this is by no means a cheap thing.

"This... what is this?"

"I, I picked it up." Qiu Mingquan blurted out, lying hastily, "I picked it up in a tree hole."

At this urgent enough moment, President Feng was still whimpering: "Look, she doesn't feel it when she touches me. Only when you touch me can I feel it."

Grandpa Qiu looked around, suddenly picked up the small bench next to the bed, and hit Qiu Mingquan: "I told you to lie! I told you to be a bad boy!..."

This inexplicable precious jade, this huge sum of money that suddenly appeared, and that concealed and twinkling eyes!

The small bench hit his back, Qiu Mingquan's small body staggered, and his back felt dull pain.

Qiu Mingquan was immediately stunned.

He has been very filial and obedient since he was a child, and he was rarely mischievous. Even in his previous life, he did not remember any time when he was beaten. On his buttocks, the pain made him tremble again.

"Grandpa, I, I..."

"Oh, your family still engages in domestic violence. The poorer you become, the more barbaric you become—" Feng Rui was taken aback, "Hey, hide, aren't you stupid!"

Qiu Mingquan was about to dodge, but when he saw Grandpa's trembling appearance, he was suddenly startled!

In the previous life, my grandfather was in poor health, and the poor family didn't have any knowledge of annual physical examinations. He suddenly had a stroke and died after being paralyzed in bed for several years. In this life, don't advance the cause of the stroke because of something!

Thinking about it this way, he didn't dare to move at all, he was anxious and scared, tears filled his eyes quietly.

Seeing Qiu Mingquan being beaten stupidly, Grandma Qiu was so anxious that she burst into tears, and ran up tremblingly to stop him: "Okay, old man, stop beating, and ask carefully if you have something to say, Xiaoquan is not an ignorant child."

Also said he is sensible? Looking at Qiu Mingquan's reticence, Grandpa Qiu was so angry that his hands trembled: "If he doesn't explain clearly today, I'll just kill him!"

"Heretics! Even the parents who gave birth to you can't beat and kill them every now and then, children are not private property." Feng Rui complained angrily, "What's more, you were adopted."

"You hand over this unknown thing to the police station." With tears in her eyes, she reached for the jade pendant on Qiu Mingquan's neck, "Even if it was picked up, the person who lost it must be very anxious, so let's return it."

Qiu Mingquan was taken aback suddenly and was stunned.

"Hold on! Don't listen to her!" Feng Rui was furious, his usual elegance was gone.

Hell, if he was really stalked by this old woman and handed over to a stranger, it would make the sky and the earth miserable, wouldn't it kill him?

"No, no... This, this won't work." Qiu Mingquan tightly held his heart.

Grandpa Qiu was so angry that he suddenly snatched the jade pendant from his neck, raised his hand suddenly, and threw the whole thing out of the window!

Qiu Mingquan was completely blindfolded, watching the darkness outside, his heart seemed to be hit hard by something, and he yelled suddenly: "What are you doing?!"

With this roar, the room fell silent. The bench raised by Grandpa Qiu stopped in mid-air and did not come down for a long time, and Grandma Qiu didn't make a sound.

"Grandpa, grandma, I..." Seeing the suddenly slumped expressions of the two old people, Qiu Mingquan vaguely knew that something had happened.

Grandpa Qiu stared at him blankly, his old face slowly changed from violent anger to dull sadness.

When he picked up this emaciated abandoned baby on the side of the road more than ten years ago, he has regarded this little life as his lifeblood for so many years.

Thinking of the child's loving and well-behaved appearance in the past, and his roaring expression just now, Grandpa Qiu felt as if he had been torn apart by something.

He waved his hands desperately and sadly: "Okay, okay...we don't care about you."

He turned around with difficulty, got on the bed with one leg, and swept all the money on the bed to the ground. Then, with his hunched body on his back, he stopped saying a word.

Qiu Mingquan was scared out of his wits, eagerness, remorse, and worry all came to his mind: "Grandpa! I was wrong...Grandpa, don't get mad!"

If he lives a new life, even if he has no ability to change his destiny and make his family live a worry-free life, he can't piss grandpa to death in advance, right? !

He was at a loss, and wiped it on his face indiscriminately, scratching the wound and bleeding.

Staring blankly at the blood on his hand, an inexplicable anxiety and helplessness surged into his heart, chilling his bones.

Yes, this was not earned by his ability at all, and the two old men saw him right.

With trembling hands, he knelt on the head of the bed and picked up a few banknotes.

"Grandpa, don't be angry, I'll tear it up... tear it up, okay?"

Grandma Qiu hurried over and grabbed him. The oppressive atmosphere in the small and dilapidated rented room was almost suffocating.

Qiu Mingquan just felt that his mind was blank. These days, he was used to Feng Rui's nagging and reprimand, as well as his sarcasm and pointers. Now his voice suddenly disappeared, but his heart gradually calmed down.

If that person is here, he must not like to see himself in such a daze and useless state, right?

No, he has to be strong.

Qiu Mingquan, who was kneeling on the ground, was silent for a long time, and then finally spoke with a hoarse voice.

"Grandpa and grandma. Everything I said is true." He said softly, "I really earned the money by selling pens. Because the money is too much and it comes quickly, I am also very scared, no Dare to tell you."

Neither of the old men made a sound.

"It was my mistake, and I will never hide it from you again next time."

He gently grabbed a bunch of money on the ground, put it in grandma's hand, and looked straight into the old man's blank eyes: "But every penny here is earned cleanly. No crime of rape."

Bypassing the Huaihai Road of the boutique shopping mall, Qiu Mingquan got on a bus, walked around for a long time, and finally stood outside the gate of the vacuum electronics company.

In the winter of Dongshen City in 1988, the Spring Festival was approaching, and the streets were extremely cold, but outside the iron fence gate of this old state-owned enterprise, there were crowds of people, a rare sea of ​​people gathered.

Liu Dongfeng was wearing a thick sheriff's padded jacket, standing upright around the crowd, vigilantly maintaining order.

——These people, holding ID cards in their hands, stood in a long line early in the morning in the bitter cold wind, just to buy stocks in this factory?

Liu Dongfeng looked suspiciously at the brand-new signboard at the entrance of the factory. The words "Dongshen City Vacuum Electronic Devices Company" were written on a golden background and black block letters. It looked like it was newly replaced.

"Xiao Liu! Come here and help me buy a bowl of hot soy milk." In a steamed stuffed bun shop at the gate of the factory, his colleague Zhang Jun gnawed on a huge meat bun and ordered.

He is a few years older than Liu Dongfeng, and he is not a serious graduate of the police academy, but this time he is becoming a full-time officer, and he blatantly snatches the spot that should belong to Liu Dongfeng.

There is no other reason, it is a moderately related household. No, it hasn't been just a few days, and these days when facing Liu Dongfeng, he is obviously not polite.

Liu Dongfeng hesitated for a moment, had no choice but to turn around and leave the team, walking towards the breakfast shop at the end of the street.

——No way, everyone in the team knows that the director of the police station is Zhang Jun's second uncle.

Qiu Mingquan didn't notice that Liu Dongfeng was here, beside him, an old man and a middle-aged man were behind the line, and the length of the line was still increasing.

"Master, are you a family member of the employees of this factory?" The middle-aged man started chatting with the old man as he was idle and bored.

"My nephew is a worker in the factory. When his family bought it last year, there was no computer at all, and all the registrations were manually handwritten. The sale of these hundreds of thousands of shares was 1,450 paper shares. Each sheet has a denomination of 100 yuan, the pattern is clear, and it seems that it still exudes the fragrance of ink that has just left the printing factory.

A middle-aged woman in the first place took out 1,000 yuan, was the first to buy ten stocks, and left happily.

The second and third ones, seeing someone walking out with a thick stack of stocks with a smile on their face, the people in the queue at the back became anxious, and more and more people began to shout: "Will it be sold out?! Can't call one People buy that much, right?"

"That's right, there must be restrictions! We went early in the morning, and it was too cold. Could it be possible to ask everyone to go back empty-handed?"

When Liu Dongfeng ran back with a cup of soy milk, what he saw was that when the crowd became more and more chaotic, the originally straight line became chaotic, and many people began to try to squeeze forward.

He felt a "thump" in his heart. Oops, when he arrived, the captain specially told him to keep an eye on the law and order here. Zhang Jun had no experience, so don't call any abnormal situation on the scene.

Especially when there are many people, the thieves running around know that everyone here has a lot of cash on them, which is especially dangerous!

He rushed over in two or three steps, and shouted eagerly at Zhang Jun at the door of the steamed stuffed bun shop: "Brother Zhang, let's go and maintain order, don't cause trouble!"

Zhang Jun gave him an annoyed look: "What a fuss, what problems can happen to hundreds of people, you just have to keep an eye on it."

He took Liu Dongfeng's soy milk, and retreated to the stove next to the steamed stuffed bun shop, crossing his legs.

What a sense of responsibility for a young man outside the establishment! This damn weather is so cold!

Liu Dongfeng gritted his teeth, turned around and ran to the factory gate alone.

The situation was not right, the crowd crowded in front of the door became more and more anxious, the noisy voices echoed to the sky, and there seemed to be a few suspicious-looking people in the crowd!

Qiu Mingquan was at the front of the queue, and now he could see that something was wrong, so he managed not to be squeezed out by the crowd by virtue of his dexterity.

After finally getting in line in front of him, he was about to stretch out the money, when an aunt next to him suddenly squeezed up, grabbed the front without any politeness, and slapped a stack of banknotes on the financial staff's desk: "I'll buy five thousand yuan! "

"Don't jump in line! That woman, be more conscious!" The people behind were anxious.

"That's right, don't stop!"

Feng Rui was also anxious: "Why are you so useless? Push her away!"

Qiu Mingquan hesitated: "I... I can't do it, why don't you come?"

"Are you kidding me! I never beat women, let alone such old women." President Feng Yizheng flatly refused.

Just as the two were giving way, the woman quickly bought the stocks and left with a happy face.

Qiu Mingquan hurriedly squeezed his way up, and completed the registration and purchase process. Except for some spare money, the remaining two thousand yuan was exchanged for twenty 100-yuan vacuum electronic stocks, and he squeezed out of the crowd with great effort.

In the winter, I almost squeezed out a sweat.

He saw the steamed stuffed bun shop next to him at a glance, and ran over quickly, and was about to buy two meat buns to pad his stomach, when suddenly, he heard the fat woman's sharp voice screaming: "Ah! My money, my wallet was stolen! "

Qiu Mingquan looked up in surprise, and saw a figure as vigorous as flying, running towards the side of the crowd: "Don't run!"

A small man wearing a hat suddenly ran wildly, and the young policeman behind him chased after him, and the direction of the two of them was running towards this side.

A few steps away from the steamed stuffed bun shop, the young man behind was hungry and threw the thief in front of him on the ground: "Don't run! Follow me back to the police station!"

Feng Rui suddenly asked curiously: "Isn't this person your neighbor?"

Qiu Mingquan was taken aback for a moment, but after a closer look, he really was Brother Dongfeng!

At this moment, suddenly the thief on the ground flipped his wrist, flashed a gleaming knife from the padded coat, and stabbed Liu Dongfeng in the face.

Liu Dongfeng was caught off guard. Unexpectedly, the gangster was carrying a knife. When he dodged hard, the knife drew a bloodstain on the side of his neck. Immediately, bright red blood gushed out!

The little man's eyes were blood red, and he waved the knife again and again: "Go to hell!"

The surrounding crowd suddenly exclaimed, the knife was shining coldly, the blood on Liu Dongfeng's body was scary, and several people hesitated to step forward for a while, but Liu Dongfeng was in a hurry, this gangster was extremely crazy and fierce, and he couldn't hurt innocent people!

"Everyone, don't come here, the gangsters have knives! Brother Zhang, come and help!..." He shouted while holding back the pain.

In the steamed stuffed bun shop, Zhang Jun, who was crossing his legs and warming himself by the fire, stood up abruptly, and then sat down frightened.