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Chapter 27

3.3

"What happened to your head?" Chang Mu'an held the steering wheel and glanced at the obvious bulging red mark on the little fat man's head.

Unexpectedly, these words seemed to poke Zheng Dong's painful foot. He gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Uncle, please don't worry about it. I must find my place back!"

Chang Mu'an raised his eyebrows but said nothing. In fact, he had no intention of taking care of it.

Although Zheng Dong calls him uncle, in fact, they are just a cousin-nephew relationship that Baganzhi can barely get along with. If his mother didn't know that he was passing by No. 2 Middle School after get off work and asked him to pick him up, he would not bother to care about this naughty kid. Woolen cloth.

Forget about fighting, the important thing is that you still lost.

Seeing that Chang Mu'an didn't speak, Zheng Dong suddenly became as quiet as a quail.

To be honest, he was actually a little afraid of Chang Muan. Even though Chang Muan always appeared to be kind and friendly on the surface, there was nothing scary about it, but he was lucky enough to see the aura Chang Muan released during negotiations, which could scare him to tears. Children, especially naughty children like him who have done bad things. Although their age difference is less than ten years, Chang Muan has already earned the title of "Big Devil" among Zheng Dong's generation.

My dear mother, why did you let Chang Muan, the great devil, come to pick him up? Being in the same space as the big devil, he felt like he couldn't breathe in any oxygen. He shouldn't look for trouble tonight. The great historical leader is right. Study hard, make progress every day, and study hard. Nothing will happen tonight. . Zheng Dong felt deeply regretful in his heart.

Yan Yun stood motionless like a statue in the cold wind, thinking about life. He felt that the world was about to turn over.

The school bell rang, and the evening self-study get out of class was over.

Yan Yun moved his stiff body and searched for the route home from the memory of the original owner.

The original owner's home was not close to the school. In order to make it easier for him to go to school, he went to the scrap recycling station and spent a little money to collect a bicycle, and then he spent a long time repairing it until it was usable.

School has been out for quite some time now, and the students have almost left. So as soon as Yan Yun arrived at the carport, he immediately saw the bicycle that was on the verge of being scrapped.

Yan Yun: "..."

Will he fall apart as soon as he touches the car?

Yan Yun carefully pushed the bike out of the shed. The old bike made a painful whine as it moved.

"Creak, crunch -"

In the dark alley, only the rusty bicycles made a tooth-gripping sound.

Life is not easy, Yan Yun sighed.

It was already eleven o'clock when he got home. The lamp in the corridor had been in disrepair for many years. Yan Yun cautiously and tentatively walked upstairs. At this moment, he missed the night vision ability of the cat in his previous life.

He opened the door and fumbled for the switch to turn on. Fortunately, the room was quite tidy - there were too few things to be untidy.

As he expected, Xu Tao was not there. According to the memory of the original owner, Xu Tao was very stuck. He usually lived at a construction site moving bricks, and when he had free time, he would spend his days drunkenly in casinos. It was normal not to see him for several months.