Chapter 1244: The Past

"Phew, don't say, Brother Yan can really drink."

Xiangnan was on the side of the road, vomiting under a tree, sighing like this.

Lutao lit a cigarette, unscrewed the water bottle and handed it to him: "People used to be people in the Jianghu, in the past that was eating meat in big bowls, drinking wine in big bowls, we are university students who just graduated, how can there be comparability. Fortunately, we left early, otherwise we would all have been drunk today."

"Brother Yan didn't force us to drink either, I remember, just now we were drinking, more than half were proposed by you, Lutao. I thought you wanted to compete with Brother Yan, so I followed to toast." Milai giggled on the side.

Xiangnan drank a mouthful of water to rinse his mouth, after vomiting, weakly said: "Case solved, it's right here with you two. Give me a cigarette."

Lutao sent cigarettes while speaking: "I also chatted well with Brother Yan, how to say, I feel he is particularly free and easy, particularly casual. You listen to the past that Pig Head told, you look at Brother Yan again, do you dare believe that is what he did? And Brother Yan speaks well, I feel he particularly understands me, don't you feel it?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I just feel he speaks interestingly, the person is very good." Milai echoed.

"I'm about the same, otherwise I wouldn't have drunk so much. Let me tell you, I didn't steal a drop of wine this time, didn't feel uncomfortable at the time, that is, chatting comfortably, the state came up."

Xiangnan swayed, although vomiting was uncomfortable, thinking of the drinking just now, he also felt happy, showing a smile.

"But you say, is what Pig Head said before true?" Milai was somewhat suspicious, "If fighting like that, wouldn't he have been caught and sentenced long ago?"

"Xiangnan, isn't your dad an old police officer? If Brother Yan is really that awesome, your dad definitely knows. You go back and ask for details, tell us tomorrow. I'm also quite curious, if it's true, that's a god-man."

"What if it's fake?"

Lutao said: "Then we definitely have to tell Huazi. Can't let him be deceived. No matter what, we have to let Huazi keep an eye out, don't be sold and still count money for others."

"I'll ask when I go back, tell you tomorrow." Xiangnan nodded heavily.

"Alright, then we'll disperse, see you tomorrow."

While speaking, Lutao raised his hand to hail a taxi, sending Xiangnan into the car to go home.

"Remaining just the two of us again, hehe."

Watching the taxi go far away and disappear, Milai hugged Lutao's arm happily, "What are we going to do?"

"Definitely going home, didn't your mom just call you?"

"I want to stay with you for a while. Go, let's drive, send you home first."

Thus, the two swayed and walked on the road, just like in the original drama, meeting Xia Lin.

In Lutao's words, he fell in love at first sight with Xia Lin, fell in love instantly, missed her when he couldn't see her, missed her until his body burned...

On this side, Xiangnan, smelling of alcohol and swaying, entered the house, and his mother said unpleasantly: "Drinking so much again, fighting again, do you still know how to come back."

It was Xiangnan's father who was flipping through the newspaper on the side: "Isn't this graduation, everyone gathered together, understandable. Didn't get hurt, right?"

"Still have to be my dad." Xiangnan smiled, lit a cigarette for his father, "Look, I'm fine, I was hiding in the back and attacking, I came up and gave them a hit. Besides, we had more people."

Xiangnan's father glanced at him, shook his head amusedly, but didn't speak again.

"Hey, right, Dad, I'll ask one thing. Do you know Wang Yan? Said he beat all the four-nine city invincible in the 90s."

"Wang Yan? The one at Chongwen Sect?" Xiangnan's father frowned, seemingly remembering such a person, "You bumped into him?"

"It was him who broke up our fight, otherwise we would have fought for a long time. After leaving the police station, we drank together again. Dad, is he really that awesome?"

"That's more than awesome." Xiangnan's father knew there was no conflict, and let go of his heart, smiling, "He is a celebrity in our Beijing public security system, but anyone in their thirties knows him. Let me put it this way, in our public security system, he knows more people than I do."

"Tell me about it, what's going on?"

"This kid's parents died early, said they were beaten to death for acting bravely for a just cause. Their family had no relatives or friends, at the beginning, he was sent to the welfare home. But that kid practiced martial arts since he was young, his skill was very good, his body developed well, not only did he clean up the children in the welfare home, but even a staff member at the time was beaten, saying that person abused the children.

Finally, you say what happened? He actually took a criminal law book and blocked the door of the relevant political and legal leader's house. He sent that staff member in, he was only twelve years old at that time.

After this, he wasn't in the welfare home, he went back to Chongwen Sect to live by himself, and the street comrades helped him. After all, there was less discipline, plus others said he had no father or mother, wild child was a nice word, heard they all cursed him as a wild seed.

He was a strong one, practiced martial arts, exercised his body all day, definitely couldn't stand this anger. That period was just fighting, whoever said anything about him, he beat whoever.

I remember the largest scale, he was alone, holding a steel pipe, fought more than a hundred. There was even a time he used a gun! He was shot once, and beat the person who shot him to death alive. He was reasonable in this matter, not only was he not punished, but he even received government commendation, determined to be fighting against evil forces.

This made him see the sweetness, and after that, he specifically looked for those with names, all the big and small hoodlums in our Beijing were beaten by him. The hoodlums called the police, think about how Wang Yan bullied them.

After 2000, our crackdown intensity increased, he was also twenty-something, and after that, he didn't cause trouble. I remember he seemed to have gone traveling.

Speaking of which, it's also interesting, this kid doesn't suffer losses, there are many troubles when going out, he sees people not being reasonable, directly beating. In recent years, various places have sent many letters of assistance, once the place sends a letter, we know where he is. He walked for these few years, that is really wonderful. Catching thieves, beating road bullies, and even caught a murderer..."

Xiangnan was already stunned, eyes wide, mouth open: "Didn't catch him before?"

"His parents acted bravely for a just cause, the guardian is the street, his family has no money, he beats people and is reasonable. Usually helps old ladies cross the road, catches thieves, beats hoodlums, specifically does good things, in novels this is called acting chivalrously. The key is this kid also understands law, once something happens, he holds a stack of law books, and argues with you one by one. This is a good young man, why catch him?"

"No, Dad, how are you so clear?"

"Didn't I just say, his affairs are basically known by the police in our Beijing. He definitely doesn't know me, but he knows quite a few people in the public security system, all the police stations in the city, he basically dealt with them. When I was in the station before, he sent a few thieves and hoodlums to us."

"Really that awesome?"

"Look, this unlucky child, am I telling you a joke?"

Xiangnan's father chuckled and clicked his tongue, "It's fine to play with him, on the contrary, it's safer. But don't play tricks with him, say what you have to say, he is a human essence, experienced. Plus he has traveled north and south, seen a lot, your little thoughts are useless in front of him. You are straightforward, he likes it more."

"Really fine?"

"If there was something, wouldn't he have been cracked down on long ago? His thinking is much more correct than yours, his consciousness is much higher than yours. If this were in the past, if he encountered today's matter, do you know how he would handle it?"

"Don't know."

"He would beat you all up, and then let you invite him to dinner and drink together." Xiangnan's father shook his head, "Indeed he has grown up, matured quite a bit."

"Really awesome." Sighing like this, Xiangnan said again, "Also useless, I see he doesn't seem to have money."

"That's because he doesn't want to earn it, he can earn hundreds of thousands a year as a bodyguard. Open a martial arts class, with his ability, can't earn money? This is not to mention those unclean ones, he has a lot of contact in this area, if he really wants to do it, he doesn't lack money now. Otherwise, why say his thinking is correct, consciousness is high."

While the father and son were talking at night about how awesome Wang Yan was, the main character ended the drinking party and dispersed.

"Brother Yan, then I'll go, contact tomorrow."

"Go, go." Wang Yan waved his hand, watching Pig Head get in the car and leave.

He hailed another taxi, stuffed Huazi, who was drunk and unconscious, into the taxi, sat in the passenger seat, told the taxi driver the destination, and went back to his home here.

Huazi suddenly received such great trust, he was extremely excited, but temporarily unable to repay, so he could only drink constantly, in this way he thought, to show his sincerity.

So he got himself drunk, crying and laughing during the meal, talking about his family environment, talking about some cold eyes he suffered, and also talking about some inferiority he felt when he was with Lutao and Xiangnan. Also talked about not long ago, their good friend, the one named Gao Qiang, jumped off a building and committed suicide, talking about his feelings about this matter.

Then he vomited all over the restaurant floor, if not for Wang Yan helping him quickly, he would have been swimming in his vomit.

Pig Head also drank a lot of wine, exceeding his usual drinking capacity, he also felt Wang Yan's trust, he also drank to express his heart, he was also crying and laughing, telling about the difficulties of many years.

But fortunately, Pig Head's drinking capacity was okay, his drinking quality was okay, didn't need Wang Yan to worry. This kid didn't grind much after settling the bill, knew he couldn't do it, went out and vomited for a while, smoked a cigarette to relax, and directly took a taxi and left.

But he didn't have the energy to take care of Huazi, so Wang Yan remained as a nanny, bringing Huazi back to his residence...

This residence is not unfamiliar, it is exactly the one he lived in the world of Zheng Yang Men Xia before.

Overall, it is a two-entry courtyard, where nine households live. He lives in the two east wing rooms inside, one is the kitchen, one is the bedroom. The house has tap water, but there is still no toilet in the courtyard. Need to go out to the intersection, walk a hundred or eighty meters, there is a public toilet.

It was already late at night, people had already fallen asleep.

Wang Yan stood at the gate of the second entry, supporting the unconscious Huazi, looking at the familiar environment in the courtyard under the hazy moonlight, his memory naturally drifted to the distant past.

That naturally had nothing to miss, just returned once, the normal harassment from memory.

If he had been in that three-entry mansion in Beihai, the memory would have surged more violently. After all, he lived there several times, and there were more stories there.

Nothing sad about spring and autumn, after simply recalling, Wang Yan opened the door, walked in, and threw Huazi onto the bed.

The layout inside was also no different, if you have to say there is, it is that there were no more of those many antiques. By the window, there was still a not-small solid wood table, on the desktop, and on a large bookshelf on the side, were all books. In addition, there were pen, ink, paper, inkstone, paperweights, etc. on the table, and the calligraphy he wrote and the Chinese paintings he painted were also hung on the wall, used for decoration.

Besides these, there were two cameras on the table. One film, one digital. There were also some printed photos sealed in photo frames, hanging on the wall.

This is the layout habit that the living father had long ago, and it is also in line with Wang Yan's preferences...

After washing up, Wang Yan pulled out a folding bed from the corner, spread the mattress, took the pillow, and lay there quietly, with his hands behind his head, listening to Huazi's unconscious drunken words, enjoying the night breeze in Beijing in July...

The next day, Huazi opened his eyes painfully. Looking at the strange environment, he recalled what happened yesterday. He only knew he wanted to open a company, he had one share of equity, the rest was only death for a soulmate, he couldn't recall at all.

Propping himself up to sit, looking around the environment in the room, he met Wang Yan's smiling eyes who was sitting there holding a book.

"Brother Yan." Huazi rubbed his painful head, "Troubled you, sorry..."

Wang Yan shook his head amusedly, got up and took the water on the table and handed it over.

"Honey water, drink some to recover."

Huazi received it in his hand, looked up and drank, directly finishing more than half the pot.

"I didn't cause you trouble, Brother Yan?"

"Just that you drank too much, insisted on streaking, nothing else."

"Ah?" Huazi was shocked.

"Teasing you."

Wang Yan smiled and got up, went to the kitchen and took a bowl of packed porridge, "Cold, but it's that meaning, eat some."

"Thank you Brother Yan, I really can't eat anything else."

"All our own people, why be so polite?" Wang Yan waved his hand, lit a cigarette himself, looking at Huazi drinking porridge in big mouthfuls, "Have strength in your body?"

"A bit trembling."

"Then relax again. Don't drink like this in the future, know you don't know how to express, just have one time, drink in moderation, have to act according to your ability."

"I really don't know how to say it, Brother Yan."

"Already said, you work hard, we make it big and strong, is it hard to understand?"

Huazi smiled, turning to ask: "What about Pig Head?"

"He can drink more than you, called me early in the morning. Now looking for a lawyer to write a contract, you eat and relax, tidy up, we will go sign the contract, open the company, find a repair shop."

"Really don't consider it again?"

"Considered quite clearly, do it first. I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of? Eat quickly, tidy up after eating."

Wang Yan waved his hand, didn't manage Huazi anymore, and read his book.

Just like this, after a while, Huazi finished eating, trembling his legs and supporting himself to get out of bed to wash, busy for a while, rested for a while, felt it was about the same, then left with Wang Yan.

"Are we taking a taxi?" Huazi asked.

Wang Yan took out the car key from his pocket and shook it: "I drove out to play, how to drive without a car?"

"Drunk, can't remember."

Coming to the alley outside, looking at the row of cars close to the wall, Huazi asked, "Which one is your car, Brother Yan?"

"That black Santana travel."

Wang Yan raised his head, walked over and took the key, unscrewed the door of the black Santana travel.

Huazi followed over, looked at the license plate, and then widened his eyes: "Damn, Jing A8, Brother Yan?"

"Nothing to make a fuss about, just a license plate, not that I'm really that awesome."

Shaking his head amusedly, Wang Yan sat in the driver's seat, started the car, moved forward and backward, moved forward and backward, and rubbed the car out from between the two cars.

Huazi sat in the passenger seat, looking at the interior of the car, with an expression of amazement.

"Brother Yan, you really know how to enjoy. This car was modified, right?"

"Enjoy what, just changed the comfortable seat, got a rosewood steering wheel, almost didn't move anything else."

This is Wang Yan's usual configuration for driving a Santana, and the living father also equipped it.

Called Pig Head, asked clearly for the address, Wang Yan and Huazi drove on the wide road of Beijing while talking and laughing... ===== CHAPTER 1245 =====