Southern tide

Chapter 25 25

He ended up never seeing his mother again.For that dinner, my mother didn't come.

It was a restaurant specializing in Beijing cuisine, it was extremely expensive, and a bowl of fried belly was worth thirty.Kidney bean cake and donkey roll are placed on a white porcelain plate, and the radish flowers and sesame powder for decoration are exquisite.Roasted duck with sliced ​​skin, Sixi meatballs, stir-fried pork tenderloin, elbow, and crystal clear Lapier fried shredded pork.When the food was served, the waiter was respectful and told him that someone had already paid for it. She left a message saying that these are all your dishes in Beijing, and they are said to be well prepared. I think they should suit your taste, so you can eat them.

But she didn't know that he had never changed, he was still her former child...

It's in the mountains, not in the capital city.

So he never touched the pair of chopsticks.The bamboo chopsticks inlaid with gold sat on the bowl in an even and stable manner, and did not get his attention.He sat alone at the huge round table with his back straight and silent. The setting sun outside the window fell like a fireball down the valley, and the sky and the earth were pitch black. When the evening wind blew, his mother did not show up.

Zhou Mingshea understood.

She would not come to see him again, and he would never see her again after that.

When the pup grows up, the mother wolf drives it out of the pack.From then on, they will only look at each other from a distance from the top of the mountain.The fate of this life is over.

Zhou Ming stood up without moving his chopsticks.The waiter followed behind him, showing embarrassment to a large table of dishes: "You haven't eaten a bite, or you want to pack..."

However, this uncertain guest suddenly stopped.

Outside the hotel, several people saw him going out and blocked his way.He had seen these people in the car that took him away from the foot of Changbai Mountain, in the Zhou family mansion in Beijing, and at the train station.

They caught up again.

Zhou Mingsheath clenched his fists, took a step back, turned around and wanted to enter the kitchen, and walked through the back alley.At least fight there, the place is small, and he has the advantage with bare hands.But when he turned around, he stopped again.

A man sat in a high chair, his silk shirt tied in a leather belt with brass buckles.His eyes are as sharp as an eagle, similar to Zhou Ming's scabbard.He raised his head and glanced at Zhou Mingshea, with a half-smile, but all the clerks around him froze, with chills running down their backs.

Zhou Mingxie knew that he couldn't leave.

He never walked away from this man.

This person is his uncle, Zhou Nianqin.

The uncle is 20 years younger than his father and ten years older than him, so he is basically the same age, but Zhou Nianqin took advantage of his seniority.Back then at Zhou's house, Zhou Mingshe almost only talked to him, and only had a good impression of this person.Because only Zhou Nian knew him personally.

He was a bastard during the two years in Beijing, biting people everywhere to get revenge.Every time he finished fighting with someone in the alley and squatted under the cold fluorescent tube of the police station, it was always Zhou Nianqin who came to pick him up.Those old policemen complained to him, saying that your child is too ignorant.Zhou Nian glanced at him with a smile, his eyes were not hot or cold, and replied softly: Well, go back and discipline him well.

They sit in the back of the car.The neon lights shone through the car window, and the fog spread over the blue and red wounds on Zhou Ming's nose and cheeks.He turned his face forcefully on purpose, leaving only the back of his head for the "guardian" beside him.But Zhou Nianqin always untied his tie slowly and looked at him calmly: "Why did you fight?"

He didn't answer, Zhou Nian was not used to it: "Speak."

He gave Zhou Nian a cold kiss: "Is it related to you?"

"Both are surnamed Zhou," Zhou Nianqin said, "It's related."

"If you hate him, me, Zhou's family, and Beijing, there are other ways. You are the one who is hurt, and your mother is the one who hurts." Zhou Nianqin lit a cigarette in the car, and taught him a sharp lesson. Ming Shea couldn't say a word, so she could only reply bitterly: "She doesn't know."

"Do you know, is there a difference?"

Zhou Mingxiu didn't speak.

Zhou Nian smiled and handed over the cigarette in his hand: "Do you want to smoke?"

At that time Zhou Mingshen was young and refused to show his timidity, he gritted his teeth, snatched it and took a deep breath.The smoke choked into his throat, and his throat scrambled to scream. He coughed violently and bowed his waist.

Zhou Nian looked down at him from above, the little bastard turned around, stared fiercely like a wolf, and took another sip.This time I only coughed twice and held back.

Zhou Nian took back the cigarette: "That's right, I've learned it, I'm not too stupid."

Zhou Mingshea's chest rose and fell.

His uncle was wearing a dark black custom-made suit with delicate suede, only one copper-colored gold button fastened, his legs were crossed, and the leather shoes reflected the cold light of the street.Many things in the family have been taken over by him now, if it is not convenient for his father to come forward, Zhou Nianqin will handle it.Zhou Mingshen once thought that he was just a running dog of the Zhou family.

At that time, everything about him was blurred in the halo, and Zhou Mingshe heard him say: "I used to be just like you. I hate this place so much. I have done all kinds of outrageous things, and I have suffered many beatings."

He and his elder brother are half brothers, and the old Patriarch passed away only one month after he was born. The elder brother is like a father, and he was brought up by the elder brother.Zhou's father is almost a ruthless person, but he only cares about this young brother.Because his father asked him to take care of it before he died, and he would do it if he promised.

Therefore, every time Zhou Nianqin made a mistake, he would be punished.

"Make a mistake, get beaten, make another mistake, get beaten again. Day after day. One day he was tired, so he told me that he might as well make a bet." Zhou Nianqin propped his chin, looking thoughtfully at the night in Beijing, "Just Bet on whether I can run out of his palm. If I do it, I will be free from now on, and he doesn’t care about what I do. If I can’t, if I get caught by him, I will accept my fate and die from this heart. I agree.”

Zhou Mingshea finally turned his head and looked him up and down.Zhou Nianqin's distinct jaw line appeared soft and fuzzy in the light halo.There were more things in his eyes that Zhou Mingxiu didn't understand at the time.Zhou Mingshe asked: "And then?"

"As a result, you know all about it," Zhou Nian smiled, "otherwise why would I sit here and do things for him?"

Zhou Mingshe remained silent: "It shouldn't be. You are very powerful." He heard the housekeeper talk about Zhou Nianqin, and knew that he was very accurate with marksmanship, and he was also one of the most romantic figures in the military academy.I have sneaked out of the officer's nose several times and sneaked into the isolation zone, but no one can be found.How did you get caught?

Zhou Nianqin said: "That's another matter. I lost in people's hearts." He lowered his eyes, "However, it's not important."

He just looked at Zhou Ming's sheath, and when he saw it, it was like a sharp sword piercing through the heart, and Zhou Ming's sheath was nailed.Those were extremely sharp eyes, extremely majestic spirit, he looked at it coldly, like looking at an ignorant child, and said quietly: "What I want to say is to make you think clearly, your hands and feet are all grown on your body. , others can’t control you, so you have to be brave. If you don’t like this place, it’s fine, just practice your skills. If you’re capable enough, you can walk by yourself, causing trouble for me all day long.

Zhou Nianqin put out the cigarette: "If you are stupid, you can read; Good school, you can go to school tomorrow. When you go to school, think about what I say, what kind of life do you want to be. Be a dog that is full of food and drink. If you continue to wander around Beijing, I will still go to the bureau again and again Liaoren, I send you home every time with a good voice; but if you want to stand up and be a man..."

Zhou Nian paused, "I have rules."

The car had already stopped at the gate of Zhou's main house, and the driver got out of the car, leaving them with a car full of smoke.The lights of the car tore through the sky like sharp swords, and the two stone lions at the door were shining brightly, examining the visitors like gods.A red lantern under the eaves swayed slightly in the evening wind.There was silence all around, only the chirping of crickets.

Choking for a long time, Zhou Mingsheath said, "Why help me?"

Zhou Nianqin sneered: "You still know that I am helping you." But he said: "Because you are so similar to me. No one helped me at that time. I am showing kindness."

Zhou Mingshean replied: "There is no need to wait for tomorrow. I will tell you now, I promise."

The corners of Zhou Nianqin's mouth curled up: "Don't think about it anymore? There is no turning back when you open your bow."

The boy looked at the fortified old house: "Let's shoot."

From then on, Zhou Nian took care of him personally.Read and study, practice some legs and feet.At the dinner table, I always meet Zhou's father. If they say something wrong, Zhou Nianqin will kindly smooth things over for him, but if he really does something wrong, Zhou Nianqin will not show mercy when he lectures others.The matter of going to the military academy was also arranged by Zhou Nian himself. When he came to see him, Zhou Mingxie asked: "When my uncle was in school, he escaped many times, didn't he?"

Zhou Nian looked down at him, "Say it straight."

Zhou Mingsheath straightened his neck: "Can I run?"

Zhou Nian smiled: "Yes, but we have to make a bet."

He said silently: "Just bet on whether you can run out of my palm. If you do it, you will be free for the rest of your life. I don't care what you do... If you can't do it, you have to accept your fate. You will die from this heart and stay in Beijing." The city is beautiful and beautiful."

As before, the young man agreed.

Just ask one more question casually when parting: "You haven't told me, why didn't you run out back then?"

Zhou Nianqin only left him a back view, his slender black windbreaker dangling between the goose feathers and heavy snow: "One day you will know. Destiny wants you to meet some people, and then stumble hard on them. Then accept fate. Then heart die."

Only Yu Shuofeng's voice echoed, and Zhou Ming's sheath stood quietly in the snow.