Chapter 007: Get in the car, let's go (Part 2)

As he was speaking halfway, Wang Jian suddenly interrupted him, and with one foot planted on a red brick that had fallen by the roadside, he unleashed a powerful burst of force. The hard brick disintegrated into fine ash without even letting out a cry, leaving a mark on his shoe, which was now stained red, as if he had crushed someone's skull.

Wang Jian seemed to be deep in thought, and then suddenly his eyes lit up as he turned his head to stare at Donggua for a few seconds: "Is anyone going to the capital?"

"No, it all has to be mine; I would have made a fortune by now." Donggua smiled wryly and said, "I am just a lackey; I am entrusted by a few big bosses outside. It is very difficult to recruit people now."

"Ah, is there nothing else?" Wang Jian looked around and said, "If there's nothing, I'll take my leave."

The air quality is truly poor

Sitting in the Mercedes, Wang Jian half-closed his eyes, listening to Donggua speak well of his son. The meaning was very clear: it was a guarantee that he would no longer harass Aying in the future, and that Wang Jian must not act impulsively, as he only had this one son. Hearing this made Wang Jian's head ache.

Aying looked at Third Brother with a sense of grievance and said in a very aggrieved tone: "Third Brother, I will definitely come to find you after my exam"

Aying truly is carefree; upon hearing Wang Jian agree to go to his place during the summer vacation, she disregarded the sorrow of their imminent separation and the chubby girl who had been trembling in fear at the side. She let out strange sounds and, like a female Tarzan, squeezed through the gap in the school gate.

He does not know what the future holds, nor does he care to speculate. Whether it is good or bad, it does not matter; he is single and alone, with no significant attachments to worry about.

Is that all? Where are you going? I will see you off

Upon seeing his character, Donggua secretly scoffed in his heart, but on the surface, he hurriedly said: "Not at all, this is exactly what is needed..."

"Hurry up, there are only a few months left until the exam," Third Master said, gripping Aying's neck and pushing her towards the school.

Thus, Wang Jian, with a few steamed buns, several dozen yuan in cash, and more than half a pack of cigarettes, fortuitously boarded the train heading to the capital.

When Donggua spoke to Wang Jian, he always carried a strange sense of trepidation, perhaps due to the aura or perhaps out of fear of a mad dog going wild. In any case, it was a feeling of unease. Only after a long silence did he finally blurt out the next question: "Where are you going?"

Before leaving, Donggua greeted him, saying that it was indeed hard work, but he would come back to work with him. He also mentioned that although he had just met Wang Jian, without Wang Jian, there would be no him today. Therefore, he unilaterally decided to recognize Wang Jian as his brother

However, even though he said that, Wang Jian still resolutely shook his head, resting his head against the car window, gazing into the pitch-black ahead

Get out, this place is too small

After Wang Jian sneezed several times on the train, he fell into a deep sleep, with a half-eaten cold steamed bun placed on the table

"There is, how to..." Winter Melon suddenly changed the subject halfway through, saying: "I will go help you arrange it right away. If you don't mind, I can have them assign a supervisor for you in the construction team to start working temporarily. When a good opportunity arises, you can leave. We can be considered to have a connection."

Although Third Master wore a smile on his face, he said, "How could I possibly accept that?"

"With you?" Third Master raised an eyebrow: "I have hated the underworld the most in my life."

Farewell. Third Master waved his hand: "It is normal to be moved when encountering a beautiful girl, isn't it?"

Having been around society for quite some time, Donggua certainly understood San Ye's intentions. He immediately approached with a cheerful smile and said, "I will escort you."

"Hmph, if I don't hit you, neither of us can leave." The flesh on Donggua's face twitched: "From now on, keep your distance from his sister."

When he said "Isn't it?", the mad dog's gaze had already returned to normal, making him appear somewhat like a slightly dull-witted neighborly big brother, which caused Donggua to involuntarily breathe a sigh of relief

I... I truly am not part of the underworld. The flesh on Donggua's face is almost drooping down to his chin: "Those working on contracts outside are also struggling to survive in the cracks. Someone like me can only be tough in this broken place... and yet they call it the underworld..."

In that small county town, after sending off Wang Jian, the winter melon sat in the living room at home, heavy as water, beside it was the "Brother Hua" with a face full of grievance and unwillingness

Sitting on the train, Wang Jian gazed at his hometown, which was gradually receding from view. Although he had not returned for four years, he understood that this departure was truly a permanent farewell. Crossing that bridge signified a complete goodbye to his childhood and the past.

The winter melon eagerly recommended itself, to the point that the speed of the vehicle unconsciously slowed down, while constantly paying attention to Wang Jian's expression.

Although it is nearly 10 PM, the square is still bustling with people. Several large neon lights illuminate the area brightly, and many men and women are either sitting or standing, each holding a piece of paper to write on or read, resembling the process of filling out college entrance examination applications.

Wang Jian suddenly opened his mouth, unexpectedly interrupting Donggua's speech

Although the winter melon is now somewhat capable, in this day and age, no one is truly fearless. However, this mad dog cannot be disregarded, especially someone like San'er, who is even fiercer than a lion. Back in the day, he single-handedly held the line against countless foes. It is worth noting that at that time, this rascal still had fuzz on his lips. Moreover, judging by his ability to crush the turntable into powder with just one kick, if he truly goes mad, even the few strong young men he brought along would be in serious trouble.

Watching the Mercedes disappear into the distance, "Brother Hua" suddenly felt a sense of helplessness, as if he wanted to cry but had no tears. Yet, he dared not defy his father's orders, so he could only walk up to the chubby girl with a dejected expression and said irritably, "I will take you home"

At that moment of grounding himself, Wang Jian turned his neck slightly, took a deep breath, then spat, and uttered his first words as he embarked on a new journey:

I have received your goodwill. Wang Jian pushed open the car door and stepped down: I have noted your kindness.

Accompanied by the sound of the train, Wang Jian had a dream. In the dream, the old carpenter told him not to be too arrogant, to learn to restrain himself, and repeatedly warned him against drinking and being overly brave, among other things. In any case, it was no different from what was said to Wang Jian before he went to university. At that time, Wang Jian felt quite impatient and even retorted, but now he simply listened quietly. As he listened, he felt an emptiness in his heart, fully aware that it was a dream yet unwilling to wake up.

Um..." Third Master elongated his tone: "I am not sure. Let's take a look around first; work is always to be found."

Then... why not come and help me? Let's conquer the world together

Donggua hurriedly got off the car, not directly responding to Wang Jian's words. After offering a few compliments, he led Wang Jian towards the registration area for the construction team

Of course, there was also a rumbling sound of a train.

The atmosphere at the scene became somewhat silent due to Wang Jian's intimidation. After waiting for about twenty seconds, San Er cleared his throat and turned to A Ying, saying: "Go inside and sleep."

However, after speaking, Third Master suddenly noticed Donggua's shiny Mercedes-Benz, and his eyes immediately lit up, with a somewhat strange look in his gaze directed at Donggua.

Well done

Is it all yours

This has arrived ... ...

The father and son, Donggua, were both taken aback by Wang San's frenzied gaze, which had a peculiar effect that made one feel a tightening sensation. Consequently, Donggua promptly grabbed his precious son's ear and brought the school’s formidable "Brother Hua" before Aying, saying: "Hurry! Apologize to her! You little rascal, who the hell taught you this?"

Wang Jian's attitude has become quite resolute, and Donggua can only sigh softly before silently driving his car until he passes the only central square in the town

Is there a car leaving the city now

Looking at hetushu.com, Wang Jian sighed and muttered to himself, "This shouldn't be something I infected her with..."

Wang Jian stood up, stretched lazily, slung his tattered canvas bag over his back—one that even thieves would not bother to steal—took a deep breath, and followed the crowd off the train

When Wang Jian truly awoke, the sky was already bright. He had slept for more than ten hours; most people would have felt sore and uncomfortable by now. However, apart from the smell of smoke on him, Wang Jian showed no signs of discomfort. He looked out the window and noticed that the once solitary railway track had transformed into a network of intersecting lines, with the sound of train whistles echoing all around as trains arrived at the station.

The winter melon let out a sound of "oh," inadvertently displaying an air of self-satisfaction: "These are several contracting teams under my command, recruiting people to work on projects outside."

Who is he

Huang Liu, do you know him? Huang Liu's finger was cut off by him. He's just a mad dog! I've inquired about that guy... never mind, you go to sleep now.

Wang Jian raised his head and said: "What is this?"

Third brother

Of course, Wang Jian did not take it to heart. Aside from remembering that this person had helped him, he did not feel much gratitude. After all, he was not a fool; he understood the difference between kindness and affection

"Whatever." With a wave of his hand, Wang Jian said: "Earn your own keep through hard work; I will not support those who eat without contributing."

Having said that, he pointed to the frightened chubby girl beside him and told his son: "Take her back! If you do this kind of thing again, I will break your legs!"

Dad, why are you being so nice to that lunatic, even going so far as to hit me for him