So, the little boy finally stayed reluctantly.

Many years later, when the boy recalled this incident, he almost felt that he had accomplished an impossible feat.

After his bastard elder brother grew stronger, his bastard traits became even more unparalleled. He was born with a heart of stone and always kept his word. The boy sometimes wondered if there was anything in the world that could change Wei Qian's mind.

But that year, after months of observation and weeks of coaxing and persuading, he actually succeeded in impressing this hard-hearted bastard.

After the little boy lived in Wei Qian's home, he slowly regained his ability to speak, but he was still silent most of the time, as if he was worried that his presence was too strong and would attract dislike and abuse from others.

At first, he didn't even dare to get on the bed or the sofa. At night, he would shrink into the corner and sleep on the ground like a little stray dog.

It seemed that as long as he had a roof to shelter him from the wind and rain and a few clean meals to eat, he would be satisfied.

Wei Qian observed his behavior and couldn't help but recall that when he was the same age as this little guy, he had also tried to please his stepfather in this cautious way. He understood the meaning of those behaviors, and not only did he not think the boy was strange, but he secretly developed some kind of secret emotional connection with him.

Of course - he would not show this kind of emotion. Wei Qian believed that as the "head of the family", it was natural for him to be a little arrogant at home.

He patiently washed the little guy clean, but fearing that he had lice, he shaved all his hair and found an old piece of Xiaobao's clothing for him to wear.

The bald little boy looks quite natural in the little girl's cheap skirt with lace falling off, which shows that the little boy has a good foundation.

Wei Qian looked at him thoughtfully for a long while, and then made the following comment: "He looks like a dog in disguise."

But Wei Qian thought, maybe people look good when they are young, maybe because they are young and have nothing to worry about, so their eyes are clear and reflective.

This absurd view was flatly refuted by Kim Jong Un - Kim Jong Un said that beauty is beauty, ugliness is ugliness, it is all innate and has nothing to do with age.

Sanpang, Wei Qian and Mazi grew up together and have been friends since childhood. Sanpang is three or four years older than Wei Qian, and Mazi was born in the same year as Wei Qian. They played in the mud together when they were young, and became gangsters together when they grew up. Although they have never done anything good together, they are very close friends.

When they reached puberty, Wei Qian grew vertically, becoming taller and thinner, while Sanpang grew horizontally, and at the age of seventeen or eighteen, he had already become a middle-aged man with the bad habit of gaining weight... As for Ma Zi, it didn't matter whether he was tall or short, fat or thin, but his face full of bumpy closed comedones made his head look like an uneven asteroid, which could scare people to tears when they saw it at night, so that his other characteristics were ignored.

Sanpang, this fat guy, looks like Zhu Bajie's second uncle, but he shamelessly likes to judge other people's beauty and ugliness. Every time he sees Xiaobao, he sighs because this little girl is so ugly.

Relying on their friendship, Sanpang spoke frankly to Wei Qian - usually he had to say something that Wei Qian didn't want to hear.

Whenever he went to Wei Qian's house, Sanpang would hold Xiaobao in his arms and look at her, shouting like an opera singer: "Sister, my poor sister, how could your face be so black? You would be nowhere to be found even if you fell into a pile of coal!"

Wei Qian snatched Xiao Bao back and said, "Get lost, we call that black and pretty."

Sanpang continued to cry and yell, "Your brother is lying with his eyes open. Is there anyone with eyes as small as yours?"

Wei Qian said confidently: "What's wrong with small eyes? Our faces are small too. Are cow eyes big? Even if you have that pancake face, you still have a narrow crease on your face."

Sanpang: "Get lost, does your family need such a majestic and handsome pancake maker like your third brother, you head of state? Well, let me say that big eyes and small eyes are not a problem, look at our sister's nose - this little flat nose, it worries me to death, it looks like it was hit by a door panel, Qian'er, why doesn't our sister look like our mom? If she doesn't look like our mom, you won't worry if she looks like you!"

Wei Qian: "Bullshit, she is not my child."

After saying that, Wei Qian lifted Xiao Bao to his eye level and looked carefully at the little girl's face which resembled her biological father. Even though they were close relatives, he had to admit that San Pang was right. The pitiful little collapsed nose on Xiao Bao's face really looked like she had no nose bone at all.

Wei Qian worriedly thought to himself that he would make sure she protected her eyes in the future and not allow her to become nearsighted, otherwise her flat nose would not even be able to support glasses.

But he still refused to admit that his sister was ugly, so he made a specious argument: "What's wrong with a flat nose? A woman with a high nose is not good-looking. A high nose... People with high noses don't look good."

He said this because his mother had a straight and delicate high nose bridge. The nose is the king of facial features, which makes her look very energetic and impressive at first sight. However, Wei Qian always hated all the characteristics of his mother - no matter whether they were beautiful or ugly.

In Wei Qian's heart, as long as Song Xiaobao doesn't look like their mother, he will find her cute even if she becomes an ugly monster with pockmarks all over her face like the pockmarked one in the future.

Sanpang knew the whole story of his family, so he rarely argued with him. He took Xiaobao from Wei Qian's arms and pinched her nose from time to time. Later, when she grew up, her nose was not so flat, and it was probably pinched up by her fat brother. Sanpang kept saying while pinching: "Sister, my sister who can't get married..."

At this time, Ma Zi pushed the door open and came in, saying with a smile: "Third, third brother, seven, seven, Ang... Qian'er, little, little sister Xiaobao."

Sanpang blocked Xiaobao's ears as if facing a formidable enemy: "Oh my god, please don't talk in front of the child. If he learns to stutter like you, my brother will chop you into dumpling stuffing!"

Due to his limited talent, Ma Zi could never be sharp-tongued, so he had to go the simple and honest route. He didn't get angry when he heard it, but touched his head and grinned foolishly. He touched Xiao Bao and the boy who was picked up on the head respectively, took out two candies and gave one to each of them.

Mazi dropped out of school a long time ago, not because he had no money to continue his studies, but because the reason is hard to explain - until the fifth grade of elementary school, Mazi could only count to ninety-nine, and he couldn't count to three-digit numbers. The teacher was so angry that he punished him to copy all the numbers between one hundred and two hundred in order a hundred times, and he copied them all without missing a single time, neatly and diligently, without any slacking off. But when he was done, the teacher looked at it and was surprised that the numbers were out of sequence!

Sanpang looked at his stupid and ugly brother with bitterness, and then continued to mutter: "My brother, my brother who can't get married..."

Sanpang expressed his concern about other people's marital status too early, so much so that Wei Qian concluded that this fat guy was gifted and would definitely become a pimp in the future.

Wei Qian is very depressed about his friendships. Ma Zi is an idiot, Sanpang is a big idiot, and he is caught in the middle. He almost feels sad, as if "everyone in the world is an idiot, but I am the only one who understands."

The stupid Ma Zi asked, "Le, Le brother asked me to ask, have you found... where to pay for your tuition?"

These words hit Wei Qian's sore spot directly. His heart, which had just been quite happy, seemed to be stuffed with a piece of ice and sank immediately.

Wei Qian thought to himself that there was a ghost, but he didn't want to show weakness and lose face in front of his two stupid childhood friends, so he pretended to be indifferent, waved his hand mysteriously and said, "Oh, no hurry."

The idiot Sanpang quickly said, "Oh baby, I beg you, it's already this time, don't act so great, this matter can't be unhurried! School is about to start! What do you mean, how many are needed, just tell us and we'll help you find a way... You said that all of us are born without a destiny to go to school, and you are the only one with a promising future, everyone will lend a hand and push you up!"

Wei Qian felt as if his heart was being pinched by a hot hand. For a second or two, he was at a loss for words, and his lips trembled twice imperceptibly. However, the next moment, he still restrained himself with the greatest willpower, maintaining his stubborn and tough inner self and his big-tailed wolf appearance.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal," Wei Qian said nonchalantly without even raising his eyelids, "I know what's going on, there's no need for you to worry about it. Tell Brother Le for me, it's okay."

Then he quickly changed the subject: "Oh, by the way, that kid, I asked him what his name was, and he told me his name was 'Boy'. It's no wonder his parents gave him such a stupid name. I've been thinking about giving him a big name these days."

Ma Zi was worried about him and wanted to say something more, but the more anxious he became, the less clear he spoke, and in the end he was interrupted by San Pang.

Sanpang knew Wei Qian's character, and knew that he was a grandson who wanted to lose face even though his inner qualities had been shattered. He obviously didn't want to mention this matter in front of the two of them, so he followed Wei Qian's meaning and said nonsense: "Okay, if your name is Wei Qian, then let him be called Wei Xu."

Wei Qian laughed and scolded: "Fuck you, 'weak stomach' and 'stomach pain'."

The three of them played around for a while, brought their own food and ate at Wei Qian's house, then went their separate ways.

Wei Qian thought about it, since Brother Le asked him, he had to go and meet him in person, otherwise it would be rather immature - Wei Qian had been hanging out with a group of social scum since he was a child for pocket money, and Brother Le was the eldest brother of their group, the most awesome man around, older than all of them, had been in the gang for many years, had a strong family background, and was a very righteous person. He was very open-minded and never put on airs with his little brothers.

After Wei Qian's mother died, Brother Le took good care of them, helping out when needed and taking on responsibilities when needed. Wei Qian once felt that he was like his own brother.

Brother Le was still friendly to him. He exchanged a few words with Wei Qian first, and then said, "I've heard about your family's affairs. This little thing has walked a long way to get here. It's not easy for such a small thing to survive until now. I think he may be a big shot in the future and go further than the rest of us. Otherwise, we should just call him Xiaoyuan. Weiyuan? Hmm... that doesn't sound very nice. How about adding a character and calling him 'Wei Zhiyuan'?"

Wei Qian was naturally happy with the name given by Brother Le.

Wei Qian was still young at that time and didn't have so many ideas. Although he had one foot in the social world, due to his age and experience, he couldn't understand the rules of the adult society very well, and he didn't really know what kind of person Brother Le was.

At this time, even if Brother Le farted, the fourteen-year-old Wei Qian would think that his fart was very philosophical.

Brother Le asked again: "How big is that little thing?"

"He said he's eight years old." Wei Qian said, "I don't think so. He's about the same age as Xiaobao."

Brother Le groaned and frowned: "Have you thought about what to do in the future? He doesn't have a household registration, so it's useless to have a big name."

Yes, Wei Qian's heart moved. Although Wei Zhiyuan had become famous, he was still a veritable "black man".

In fact, if Wei Qian hadn't been a drunk client pretending to be kind, Wei Qian would definitely be a "black man" now.

Wei Qian frowned. It was not easy to obtain a local household registration, and he really had no idea what to do about it.

Brother Le paused for a moment on purpose, letting him feel distressed for a while, before he said leisurely, "If you trust me, why don't you leave this matter to me first? What do you think?"

Wei Qian was stunned on the spot: "I...I...this matter is so..."

He could hardly utter a complete sentence for a moment. Wei Qian lowered his head and smiled in embarrassment, saying self-deprecatingly: "It's over. I'm almost infected with pockmarks and have become a stutterer."

Brother Le touched his head affectionately and waited for his answer calmly.

Although Brother Le is young, he is an ambitious person, and his ambition is often achieved through crooked means.

He is quite scheming, suspicious and knows that he must have his own loyal followers in order to succeed in the future. In the process of paving the way for himself, he took a fancy to Wei Qian. First of all, Wei Qian's age is suitable, fourteen or fifteen years old, just the age of knowing a little, sensible, but not too much, if you treat him well, he will be loyal to him. Among so many little brothers, Brother Le took a fancy to Wei Qian alone, also because Wei Qian can mix, fight, and take risks, it is rare to have these three characteristics, not to mention that he can read.

When Brother Le first heard that this boy could actually take the high school entrance exam and do so well, he was shocked. Even though Brother Le was already a local figure, he was still a small-time gangster who had risen to become a big gangster, and had never had the slightest connection with things like "studying".

Even if Wei Qian was born in a poor ordinary family, he would surely become a great man in the future. But fate treated him so badly that it was totally against Le Ge's wishes. Le Ge felt like he was just like going out to the flower and bird market to buy stones, but ended up picking up a priceless antique.

Brother Le was thinking in his mind that the only problem was that Wei Qian's temper was a little difficult to control. Although he was somewhat respectful to him, he was definitely unwilling to ask for help from others.

It doesn't cost much to support a teenager to go to high school - with Brother Le's current financial resources, even sending a child abroad to study wouldn't be worth much - he was not afraid that Wei Qian would be loyal to him in the future for his timely help.

Brother Le could see that this child was thick-skinned and had a heavy heart. Such a person would never do something ungrateful.

The household registration system at that time was much more relaxed than it is later. As long as one had connections and spent some money, it was still somewhat feasible. However, no matter how feasible it was, it was still beyond Wei Qian's ability. So Wei Qian thought about it and did not refuse ungratefully. He secretly made a note of it to Brother Le in his heart - these were all debts of favor, and they had to be repaid.

Brother Le chatted with him for a few more words, but did not mention the tuition fee. Wei Qian could not get a household registration no matter what, so the kid could accept it, but he could not talk about the tuition fee issue, as it would easily hurt the young man's self-esteem.

But Brother Le was not in a hurry. He could see that Wei Qian really wanted to study, otherwise his grades wouldn't be so good. So he waited, hoping that Wei Qian would come to him one day. Before leaving, Brother Le said to Wei Qian meaningfully, "Why are you being so polite to me? Qian'er, remember, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can come to me. Do you hear me? As long as it's within my ability, I can lift it up for you even if the sky falls. Don't hold it in. We are good brothers after all."

After he finished speaking, he patted Wei Qian's shoulder vigorously, looked at the bewildered young man, and felt that he had done a very good job in this matter, and it would be simply against the will of heaven if such a great talent and strategy did not come to fruition in the future.