Chapter 449

Since the founding of the people's Republic of China, this country has been in turmoil for a long time, from politics to people's livelihood, from ideology to culture, all have been affected.

The consequences of turbulence on this society are not short-term pain, but labor pains.

It has been a long time since we fought the world at once, and then stepped down to rule the world and crossed the river by touching the stones.

After the once beautiful "idea" was severely sniped by the reality, the old idea was destroyed, there was no hope for the future, and countless people were in a state of living at a loss.

As a result, many people who do nothing and live on.

They have hands and feet, but they are unwilling to make a living by themselves. They are walking on the huanghuang Avenue, but they like to take shortcuts. They do not know shame and righteousness. Some people are forced by life, and some people are willing to degenerate.

Such people are called gangsters.

From the 1970s to the 1980s, such groups gradually developed and expanded in the spring breeze of reform and opening up.

The gradually warming economy and the fatigue of crackdown and regulation have given them the soil to nourish, especially in the north.

Pei Nanman's father was born in the 1960s, active in the 1970s and 1980s, and shot in the 1990s.

From birth to memory, Pei Nanman has lived in a town outside a small city in the north, living in a house with white walls and black tiles, living with his sister and an elderly nanny.

When she was three years old, she met her father for the first time.

Ten year old sister took her hand and waited for her father in the nave.

At that time, three-year-old pernaman didn't have any concept and reference in his heart.

So when the man came here and held pernaman high, she was scared to cry, and her two legs kicked the man's face.

"Brother, are you okay?" A confidant handed over a handkerchief.

Instead of being angry, the man who was kicked out of his nose blood laughed, "my daughter, the thief is powerful. Hahaha."

From that day on, Pei Nanman began to be urged to practice martial arts, because her father thought she was a good material for practicing martial arts.

Computers should start with dolls... Bah, martial arts training should start with dolls.

Also after that day, pernaman knew what kind of "things" his father was. His sister said that the man named father and the woman named mother had collaborated to give birth to them.

As for how it was born, Pei Nanman didn't know and didn't think about it, otherwise her sister might say, it was born by holding hands.

After all, my sister can't know. She was only ten years old that year.

His sister also told him that there were two brothers in the family who died prematurely due to gang hatred. His mother died of massive bleeding after giving birth to Pei Nanman.

"Manman, give dad a few more years, and dad will take you back to the provincial capital." The man touched her head and left.

Since then, every once in a while, men will come to visit two women, furtive, with few people, all confidants, come in the middle of the night, leave in the middle of the night.

He always brings snacks and toys to pernaman.

Pei Nanman also counted his time every day to see his father from resistance to expectation.

Once, her father didn't come. She stayed in the nave from midnight to dawn and slept in her sister's arms.

The next day, a boy knocked on the door of the big house. The boy's name was Cao Bing.

"I, I'm your father's pupil." Cao Bing stood at the gate of the inner courtyard with big and small bags of gifts.

The boy's eyes followed the little girl running under the flower tree, slightly distracted.

"I have to interrupt," Qin Ze said. "Cao Bing is controlled by Lori? She has no taste at all. Lori is cute, but how can she compare with the Royal sister? Tut Tut, enchanting."

With that, he was severely kicked by pernaman.

......

"Who are you?" Little pernaman turned around and crossed his waist.

"I'm your father's pupil. I've lost my parents since I was a child." Cao Bing said, "Lord Pei asked me to come here because I'm young and inconspicuous."

"Where's my father?"

"He was seriously injured and couldn't come."

If you are wandering in the Jianghu, you can't avoid being stabbed.

This should be common. Jianghu people think it is common, but their families don't think so.

That year, my twelve year old sister was disgusted with it.

"I killed my brother before, but sooner or later I will kill us." After Cao Bing left, his sister was in the room and said to Pei Nanman.

"Then I'll practice martial arts and protect my father in the future." Pei Nanman's answer was beyond his sister's expectation.

The elder sister angrily pressed her on the bed and spanked her, telling her that as long as a girl marries a good family in the future, it is enough to marry a husband and teach her children. You can't touch the things of fighting and killing.

Pernaman grumbled unconvinced, saying that she had never lost a fight with the boys in the town.

Since she was three years old, two years later, every time her father came, he would teach her half a dozen moves to beat boys of the same age, which was more than enough.

At the age of six, Pei Nanman and his sister were picked up by his father to the provincial capital. On that day, Santana, which people in the town had never seen, came and stopped outside the town.

In the words of his father, he finally unified all the forces in the provincial capital and became a big hero dominating a province.

Pei Nanman was held by her father. Surrounded by dozens of horses, the six-year-old was innocent and asked her father, "my sister said my father's work is very dangerous. Why does my father continue?"

The father pointed to a luxury car, "Manman, you see, these things are all fought back by my brother. Don't you, others are rushing to get them."

Pei Nanman grabbed his father's clothes: "Manman, don't."

"There is no way out," his father said. "Others will not only take your things, but also take your life. His father has a group of uncles and uncles to raise. They can't do anything, haven't read a book, and can't even write their names. They can't do anything except take this road."

"In this vain world, everyone is fighting for false fame and false profits. There are so few winners and so many losers. It's not easy for Dad to come to this day."

At that time, pernaman did not understand this era.

After that, Pei Nanman lived a life of Heidao Qianjin. There are entourages in and out. In the 1980s, foreign goods that many rich people could not touch were already daily necessities in her eyes.

When Pei Nanman was fifteen years old, he was already a beauty praised by everyone.

That year, a young man visited his father. His father was very happy and hosted a dinner in honor of him.

At the dinner party, my sister flirted with the young man.

After that, pernaman often saw his sister hide in her boudoir and write letters.

One day, Pei Nanman stole his sister's letter and ran all over the yard, with his sister chasing after him.

"At this moment, although thousands of miles away from you, my heart is full of thoughts of you. I can't wait to turn into an eagle and fly to you all the time. You are my eyes and the moon in my heart. Without you, how can I be happy? Fangfang, missing you is better than everything..."

Pernaman laughed like a barbell as he ran.

"Elder sister, I won't allow you to marry the Li family. You are smart enough to inherit the Pei family's business in the future."

"I won't do anything about fighting."

"I'll do the job of chopping people. You're responsible for giving advice. That's what Dad said, and the uncles all obey you."

Compared with PEI Nanman, who had developed motor nerves, her sister was smarter than brain melon seeds and was admitted to university.

In that era when mud legs were everywhere, there was a college student in a gang that didn't know a few characters. She was as dazzling as a female writer and a star.

Later, the young man of the Li family came again.

He and Mr. Pei had a big quarrel at home.

"What my father means is to let you leave directly. Now you can wash your hands in the golden basin, and you still have a chance to leave all over. If it's late, he can't protect you."

"Retreat? How? I retreat. Is there any way to survive? What about hundreds of brothers?"

"The intensity of this attack is more terrible than you think. It's not a small punishment or a small warning. Do you want to eat peanuts?"

"Then transform. There is always a way to live. Those brothers have been with me for so many years, and I can't just quit."

"Black turns gray. It's not clean and useless. This time you're focused on. As long as you don't retreat, the trouble won't stop. My father will move up soon. At this time, it's impossible to give you any shelter. Do you know how many pairs of eyes are staring at you."

The conversation broke up unhappily.

Before long, Pei ye, who was famous on the northern Road, was caught and shot. This owl who had been in the north for more than 20 years ended his life.

In the late spring when the grass was getting darker, the young man of the Li family came again. He came to take his sister away. He wanted to take Pei Nanman's last hope away.

That day, pernaman chased out of his house and drove several miles to stop them.

"Sister, you can't go!" Pernaman stopped in front of the car with a stubborn expression.

"Manman, let me go. I want to go to the South with him. Staying here is not the life I want." My sister got out of the car.

"Dad, it's only half a month. People outside are restless, thinking of starting their own business and robbing more than half of our industry. You just leave it behind with a light word?"

"Dad has gone, and his things will dissipate with him. That's not what we should bear."

Pei Nanman tightly tugged at his sister's sleeve and burst into tears: "but I'm not reconciled, not reconciled."

Finally, my sister left.

............

The heavy rain outside the window is gradually slowing down, intermittent.

Pernaman is holding a tea cup and immersed in memories.

From the 1980s to the present, decades of time, a long life seems to have passed. Looking back, things are different.

Qin Ze coughed, "in this situation, I suddenly had an inspiration and wanted to sing a song."

Pernaman was really attracted.

"Ask the world if this mountain is the highest... Roar ha. Or, there is another height higher than the mountain... Roar ha."

Pernaman: "......"

Qin Ze hoped, "how about it?"

"Hmm, it sounds great."

"My talent for writing songs has been recognized all over the country."

"Well, that's great."

What bullshit song, are you comforting me or stabbing me in the heart?

Is it to tell me that one mountain is higher than the other, and my father doesn't complain about his death?

Forget it, for his kindness's sake, don't care.

┐(?～?) ┌

"And then?" Qin Ze asked.