Volume 4: The World of Great Conflict Chapter 0557 Ma Family Thousand Miles Goose
Broken urge!
This word is used in underworld jargon to refer to the small fry, the lowest level of the gang.
The Ma family soldier lying on the ground was just a piece of shit in Nan Yi's eyes. He was about to beat him up fiercely just now, but now he was looking at him with pitiful eyes, expecting him to help him up.
In the eyes of Ma Jiajun, he and Nan Yi were practicing alone on the ring. If he fell, they would help him up, and then they would continue practicing after he recovered.
Ma Jiajun's pity did have some reward, at least Hua Xiangrong took a step forward to help him.
"know?"
Nan Yi winked at Cao Lin and asked.
"I know him, he's my high school classmate."
Cao Lin stood up and helped Hua Xiangrong lift Ma Jiajun up and placed him on a stool.
Nan Yi glanced at Ma Jiajun's right hand. The little finger was bent unnaturally, and blood was flowing out from the connection between the finger and the palm. Fortunately, the finger bone was not poked out. The ring finger was red and swollen, and it was now as fat as the thumb.
"That's pretty cruel. Did you treat me as your enemy who stole your wife?"
Nan Yi muttered to himself and did not put himself in the position of "the enemy who killed his father". He guessed that in the hearts of the bootlickers, they could comfort themselves by saying that murder was illegal, but only the hatred of having their wives stolen could make them go to extremes of rage.
It has tarnished their love, how big a deal is that?
"Cao Lin, I think everyone is not in the mood to eat anymore, so today's meal doesn't count. I'll treat you next time when you're on vacation. That's it for today. I'm leaving now."
"Don't worry, I'll go with you. We'll go somewhere else to continue eating." Cao Lin said quickly when she heard that Nan Yi was leaving.
"That's fine, then just walk around and eat whatever is available."
Nan Yi and Cao Lin left, leaving Hua Xiangrong and Ma Jiajun in Tongchun Garden. If Ma Jiajun could hold on, he could also have a good meal with his goddess.
There are not too many restaurants near Xidan at this time, and the few stores that exist are basically occupied by state-owned stores. If a private restaurant wants to open nearby, store space is a big problem.
But Xidan is a relatively prosperous area and can be regarded as the most lively shopping center in Beijing in the past two years. Not only do many people come here to shop during the day, but there is also a night market at night. In the summer, many people come here to eat something cool at night.
The consumer group is huge, and those who can’t find a store can just get a food truck and sell their food on the roadside.
You know what, business is pretty good.
If business is good, more people will naturally do it.
It is the nature of Chinese people that when they see something good, they rush to it and treat the good things as useless.
Nan Yi and Cao Lin found a wonton stall and sat down. They ordered two bowls of wontons and a portion of fried large intestines from a stall nearby.
"There are so many stalls, why did you choose this wonton stall?"
"Look at the big sister's double chin, and then look at her chubby and flexible hands. Needless to say, she must have worked in the kitchen before." Nan Yi pointed at the fat big sister who was making wontons and said, "I tell you, if you eat at a stall, you have to choose a stall owner who is in his forties and preferably a little fat, because most of them have hands that can do things.
Don’t go to the stalls of young people, their work is not in their hands, but in their heads, they are just smart. "
Cao Lin looked at the fat lady, then at the fat uncle who was frying large intestines. "You know what, what you said is quite interesting. There is a man in our yard who works in the factory cafeteria. His food is the best in the whole yard. It makes me drool."
"Does he have a fat son at home? Does this fat son like you and steals delicious food from home for you every day?"
"That's nothing. He has only one daughter. She is very stingy. She hides away from eating delicious food."
"It's normal. If you don't hide from eating, it will all go into your mouth."
"Here are the wontons, be careful they're hot."
At this time, the fat lady brought over two bowls of wontons and placed them in front of Nan Yi and the other man.
Nan Yi looked down at the milky white soup in the wonton bowl and guessed that the fat lady probably worked at Wonton Hou. Most of the wontons sold outside were made with clear soup, and only Wonton Hou used large bones to make the soup.
Unfortunately, this was like flirting with a blind man. Nan Yi did not appreciate the bone soup. In his mind, wontons should be cooked in clear soup with a little bit of lard added with chopsticks, making it clear with a hint of oil.
The soup is bland, so drink it up first and then savor the wontons.
Even the wonton skin and filling have to be broken down into two steps. First, eat the skin, leaving a pool of filling. Use a spoon to scrape it and stuff it into your mouth, trying to fill the gaps between your teeth.
You can buy a bowl of wontons for three cents, add more chili sauce and vinegar, and then put it in the lunch box. You can eat the wontons as a dish and finish the whole box of rice with relish.
What year did that happen?
Nan Yi was recalling things from his previous life. Sanmao and wonton were still fresh in his memory, but the time was very confusing.
He scooped a wonton from the bowl, carefully soaked the soup on the edge of the bowl, blew two puffs of cool air on it, and crushed it in his mouth. After swallowing two, Nan Yi put down the spoon and said, "What happened to the Ma family army?"
"You don't understand? What else could it be? He likes Hua Xiangrong. Since he was in school, he has been following her around like a little puppy every day. I don't know how many fights he has had for her. He was beaten black and blue every time, but he still enjoys it."
"Look at his clothes, they are all from a few years ago, white shirt, Dacron, with a sling bag on his shoulder. His hairstyle is quite fashionable, but his family is not that good, right?"
"It's more than just bad. If it weren't for the help of the neighbors, the Ma family army would have starved to death long ago."
Nan Yi asked, "Are you from the same alley as him?"
"From the same courtyard, there were four children in Ma Jiajun's family . He was the second child, with an older sister and younger brothers and sisters. In 1974, his mother died of complications during childbirth when she gave birth to the fourth child, Ma Jiahua. Not many days after her death, his father also died in a car accident.
There were no adults at home, so the eldest son, Ma Jiayan, who had gone to the countryside in Shaanxi, was allowed to return to the city. After returning, the factory arranged a job for him, which paid less than 20 yuan a month. This amount of money was not enough to support four people. The fourth child needed breastfeeding, and Ma Jiajun was just a grown-up boy who could eat.
Ma Jiayan worked during the day, and after work she had to go to the street light at the entrance of the alley to paste matchboxes. In the middle of winter, it was cold even staying indoors, but Ma Jiayan still had to paste matchboxes outside. Her hands were so frozen that they looked uglier than those of an eighty-year-old woman.
Ma Jiayan supported the family by herself. None of her three younger siblings dropped out of school. Ma Jiajun stopped studying after his sophomore year of high school. The third child, Ma Jiabing, is in his junior year of high school this year, and the fourth child, Ma Jiahua, is in the third grade of elementary school this year.
"How old is Ma Jiayan?"
"I think I'm 29."
"No one?"
"No, I delayed myself for my sister-in-law. You have never seen a person like that. Ma Jiayan is so beautiful. Many people were interested in her before, but those who were interested in her were just vagrants.
The family will not agree to their son marrying Ma Jiayan. The Ma family is burdened with too much, and Ma Jiayan may not be willing to marry someone like them. If she marries, what will happen to her younger siblings? If she marries, she will definitely marry someone from a well-off family."
Following Cao Lin's description, Nan Yi quickly formed an image of Ma Jiayan in his mind. He was very interested in Ma Jiayan. Such a person knew how to be grateful, and if he gave her a hand, she would repay him with gratitude.
I just don’t know whether my brain works well or not. If it doesn’t, it doesn’t mean much no matter how good my character is.
"How old was Ma Jiayan when she went to the countryside?"
"She passed away in 1972, at the age of 17." Cao Lin thought for a moment and said, "She should be 17. When she was in the second year of high school, Ma Jiayan was a very good student. I heard from the adults in the academy that if it had not been impossible to take the college entrance examination at that time, she would definitely have been admitted to college."
"Five, three, two, ten years, seven years old to start primary school, it just fits." Nan Yi thought about it, "I wasted twelve years, is your brain okay?"
"What job does Ma Jiayan do now?"
"Accountant, I really admire her. She works day and night, and still finds time to go to night school to study accounting. Hey, Nan Yi, why are you asking so many questions? Are you planning to take revenge on the Ma family army and find out his background?" Cao Lin suddenly came to her senses.
"I want to take revenge on him? Forget it. If I really wanted to take revenge on him, he would have suffered a lot just now. If I had hit him harder, I could have blown him away. I'm not a troublemaker, a jerk, or a troublemaker. I'm just a peaceful person who wants to make some money. I don't know how to fight."
"I believe you can't fight, so why do you have to fight yourself? The man and woman following you every day are your bodyguards, right?"
"What do you mean bodyguards or not? I'm not in the bodyguard business. They are my employees who help me work. In foreign terms, they are my 'badiga'."
"Haha, you are kidding me. I'm learning English now. Do you think I can't tell that this is the English pronunciation of bodyguard?" Cao Lin laughed.
"If you say so, then so be it." Nan Yi shrugged nonchalantly and changed the subject: "Aren't you going abroad? Have you saved enough money?"
"I have almost enough money, but I haven't got my visa yet. It's so hard to get an American visa. I've been rejected twice. I'll try again in a month."
"I know an old man from China, he's in his seventies and single, why don't you just marry him and get out."
"Who are you talking about? If I want to marry, I want to find someone younger." Cao Lin said, "Hey, seriously, do you have any connections? Do me a favor."
"At the Embassy of the Kingdom of Qin, I was able to contact the old man sweeping the floor there after much deliberation. Is this a strong enough connection?"
"Fuck you, I'm serious."
"It's really nothing to do with me. I'll ask my friends for you."
"Okay, thanks in advance. Let me know if you have any news."
"Um."
Seeing that the atmosphere was almost the same, Nan Yi turned the topic back to the Ma family.
"Ma Jiajun follows Hua Xiangrong around every day. Doesn't he work?"
"He has a shitty job. Ma Jiayan asked someone to find him a position in the factory, but he quit after only two months. Later he said he wanted to follow someone to set up a stall, but he was kicked out after just a few days. Now he is a nobody and he follows others around every day."
Cao Lin's tone was full of disdain for the Ma family army.
"No money? What does he eat?"
"What else can he eat? Eat his sister. He smokes, drinks, and craves meat for every meal. Just two months ago, on Hua Xiangrong's birthday, he even had the nerve to ask his sister for money to buy a tape recorder for her. Ma Jiayan was forced to give him all his family savings.
Fortunately, the third and fourth sons of the Ma family are not bad, otherwise, Ma Jiayan's ten years of hard work would have been in vain. He simply raised an ungrateful wolf in his den!"
"That's quite interesting. Hua Xiangrong's family conditions should be pretty good. Ma Jiajun has never thought about it. Even if he really gets her, how will he support his wife and children?" Nan Yi said with a sneer.
