Chapter 68

After calming down, I gradually figured it out.

It seems reasonable that Ni Duoduo is actually a little nanny. It is actually a normal thing to be a little nanny. Considering her life experience, she has no father since she was a child and grew up in a single-parent family. Her mother also passed away a few years ago. It is actually a normal thing for a young girl to lack the warmth of family affection and lack a certain degree of family education to become a rebellious nanny.

"Why are you standing there and dazed?" Aze pushed me.

I suddenly laughed and looked back at Aze: "It's pretty good."

"What's good?"

"This little girl is pretty good." My smile was very sincere and my eyes were no longer irritable.

Aze frowned: "You're not crazy, are you? This girl is obviously a little girl. We usually have such a girl in the bar. What's the point? Let me tell you, even if someone tells me that she is promiscuous and drug-taking, I won't feel surprised."

I understand what Aze said, but in fact he was embarrassed to say it too badly:

Indeed, based on my life experience, I have seen too many such little girls.

I found a disco in Nanjing and went in at twelve o'clock in the evening. The whole place was filled with people like these little girls and gangsters. Those who kowtowed ecstasy and shaking their heads with the wall. After HI, they were fascinated. Any man could take them away with him by pulling them. He could take them wherever he wanted and do whatever he wanted...

Although I heard what Aze said, I just shook my head and didn't say anything. I turned my head and looked at Qiao Qiao: "What do you think?"

Qiao Qiao sighed: "This little girl is quite arrogant. Her age is just the most rebellious stage... To put it nicely, she is not afraid of the world, but to put it bluntly, she just doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick."

I was still laughing, but this time I smiled something else...

"Joqiao, Aze... Isn't it just that the world is not afraid of the world? No matter how arrogant she is, can we be as arrogant as us? No matter how bold she is, can we be as brave as us? No matter how ridiculous she is in doing things, can we be as ridiculous as we are? No matter how ridiculous she lives, can we be as ridiculous as we are?" I smiled warmly, "I just saw something familiar from her."

"What?" The question was spoken by Aze and Qiao Qiao at the same time.

"My own shadow." I said lightly, then I smiled and looked at my two friends: "If I remember correctly... I was almost like this girl back then."

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No parents, no relatives, no family affection... Isn't these very similar to my life a few years ago?

When I was in middle school, my parents passed away, leaving me alone in the world. I also had such a confused life... Fighting, fighting, smoking, skipping classes, wandering around the streets all day...

I had such a time back then... At that time, I hated everything and despised everything...including myself!

And I have also used this almost degenerate lifestyle to numb myself... to hide myself... I am like a gangster, I go to various chaotic places every day, wasting time with a group of the same gangsters, and every night I find that my own people are not like humans, ghosts, and ghosts...

I wasted all my time outside just because I dared not go home!

Because I don’t have a home! There is only an empty house at home! No one is waiting for me, no one will leave a lamp for me! No one will leave me food in the microwave... I can only use everything to hide my inner fear, or... loneliness.

But what I am lucky to be more than Ni Duoduo is that I have another master who teaches me kung fu.

My master is an old folk boxer, an old man in his fifties, and has his own small barber shop. Back then, I was sent by my parents to a small county town in another place to study in middle school, and my master lived in that small county town. No one knew that this little old man who seemed to be unpretentious was a folk master with mastery of martial arts.

What I remember clearly is that when I was two years old in middle school, my parents died in a car accident. After I rushed back to Nanjing from the county town to attend the funeral, I never returned to school. As a teenager, I experienced the most painful experience in my life. I had no relatives or friends... In the first month, I locked myself at home and didn't go out, and was afraid of seeing the sunshine like a ghost...

After that, I started to learn bad things. I started to hang out in places like disco halls, drink, fight, and met many friends who were ruthless and committed crimes with them. Only when I got drunk can I forget the loneliness in my heart.

My thought at that time was: Just do whatever you want! Do whatever you want!

Anyway, even if I die, no one will worry about me!

It was during that time that I often went in and out of the police station. If it weren't for the fact that I was still very young, I wouldn't have come out so easily.

I spent a year in Nanjing on such a day... and after a fight in the disco, I was taken to the police station again, and then sent to the detention center for ten days.

That was the last time I entered the detention center. Ten days later, I came out of it, alone, without even a bag. My hair was sticky and my body had a weird smell. It was not that I didn’t take a shower... but when I was inside, I would fight with other people in the same room every night. Every night, I was either beaten or beaten, rolled from the bed to the ground. Sometimes in the middle of the night, someone picked up the toilet and threw it on his body, and then he was covered with a quilt. Then he fisted and kicked!

After dawn, I have to pretend to be nothing. Everything depends on myself! If I dare to report it to the police, then what awaits me is not only a heightened punishment, but even greater revenge will be encountered in the future!

The reason for these beginnings was that I refused to buy cigarettes for a "boss" in my room on the first day I entered. (Note: Nowadays, prisons and detention centers are used to spend money by swiping cards, and there are various daily necessities to buy, and you can swiping cards. In some places, cigarettes may even be sold... Of course, the price is much more expensive than on the market outside!)

Ten days later, when I walked out of the detention center, several new injuries were added to my body. When I looked at the white sunshine in the sky, I suddenly felt confused... On the heart, at that moment, I really thought of... death.

And at that moment, at the door of the detention center, I saw my master in his fifties standing under a sycamore tree, holding a cigarette in his hand - I know that my master had been a little asthma and had quit smoking for many years.

He was wearing an old dark jacket, his body was not standing very straight, the wrinkles on his face were like dried orange peels, and there was a floor of cigarette butts under his feet. Seeing me coming out, the master threw away the cigarette butts and walked slowly towards me.

To be honest, I was completely stunned at that time.

The master just walked to me silently, took out a thicker coat from a very worn leather bag that he carried on and put it on. He didn't say a word during the whole process.

I was stunned at that time, just letting my master put on my coat and letting my buttons one by one... Then my master stood in front of me, looked at me for a few seconds, and suddenly reached out and slapped me over. The master's hand was very heavy. He was a martial arts practitioner, and his hands were covered with calluses. He slapped me to the ground with a slap.

At that time, I was lying on the ground, my face was so painful... But for some reason, I suddenly felt a little moved... Really! I was not angry at all, and I didn't hate my master to hit me at all.

The master just looked at me like this... The sun was bright that day. Although it was winter, the master stood in front of me and looked at me from a high place. His broad figure seemed to cover the sky.

Then, the master reached out and pulled me up, and only whispered to me:

"Boy, let's go home."

At that time, there seemed to be a gate in my heart, which was opened. Instead of getting up, I knelt on the ground, hugged the master's thighs tightly, and cried in a mess, wailing one after another, rubbing the master's pants with tears and snot.

Really, if I have heard the most touching sentence in my life...then it was the sentence that master said to me in his slightly hoarse accent with a local accent in northern Jiangsu that winter afternoon:

"Boy, let's go home."

It was at that moment that I felt like I had come back to life and realized that I was still a person! I still have a home!

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In the car, I told Qiao Qiao these past events in a faint tone. Qiao Qiao's eyes were a little red when she heard it. She quickly knocked a tear from the corner of her eyes and whispered: "What?"

"After that day, I followed my master back to the small county town and returned to my master's house. At night, my master took out a plaster to stick it to the wound on my body and cleaned my hair with my own hands. The next day, I ran to the school to help me with the procedures for resumption of school. I went to the middle school in that county town until I graduated from high school. In the last year, I honestly did not do anything again." I took out a cigarette and lighted it for myself.

"Your master is such a good person." Qiao Qiao sighed.

"Yes." I nodded: "Without a master, I would have been gone as a person."

"Where is your master now? Is it still in that county?"

The muscles on my face shook, sighed, and looked out the window: "I passed away. I left the year I graduated from high school...stomach cancer." After that, I threw the cigarette that I had only taken a sip of it out of the car window, and said lightly: "When my master passed away, I personally carried his coffin to the car in the crematorium... Before he passed away, he asked me to come back to Nanjing, so that I could live well and stop wandering around. Then I came back and slowly lived to this day."

Speaking of this, I lowered my head and thought for a while: "Actually, in recent years, I have seen too many bullshit things. Some people want to pull me into the water to do something evil, but every time I go to bed at night, I dream of my master... In the dream, the master didn't scold me or say anything... I just dreamed that my master stood at the door of the detention center waiting for me... and then, I didn't dare to do bad things."

Qiao Qiao looked a little emotional: "Chen Yang, these things have never been told to us before."

I smiled and said, "Jojo, no matter how good a friend is, there are always some secrets between each other... For example, you, have I asked you why you only like women? For example, Aze, have I asked him why he is so promiscuous? Or, or Mutou, have I asked him why he is so boring?"

Qiao Qiao's expression was a little unnatural, then raised her eyebrows and cursed with a concealed smile: "There are so many nonsense, if you don't say it, just don't say it! Who would like to be surprised!"

I put away my smile and said seriously, "That's why I said that the little girl is actually pretty good." I took out the photo Jinhe gave me, handed it over, Qiao Qiao took it, took it quickly, then continued to drive, frowned and said, "There is a pretty clean little girl in the photo."

"Yes." I smiled calmly: "She should be a very good little girl, but her experience may be similar to mine, but there is no one around her who pulls her out of that kind of chaotic environment."

Qiao Qiao shut her mouth and didn't say anything. I sighed: "No one is born to like depravity..."

After hearing this, Qiao Qiao's body shook slightly and her eyes were a little weird, but then she smiled: "Then let's go find that little girl now and continue your action to save the fallen girl."

Aze's car was following us. The three of us were driving to the city. The destination of our trip was a karaoke room in the city. Before we came out of school, I asked Ni Duoduo's classmates about where they made an appointment with friends in the afternoon.

Maybe I said this a bit pretentiously: I really seemed to see my own shadow in Ni Duoduo's eyes. This is true... not a pretentious word. And I said to myself: I must pull this girl!

What's more, she is Brother Huan's daughter!

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I have already inquired about the school where Ni Duoduo attended is a typical aristocratic school... and it also claims to be completely Western-style management... In fact, this is all bullshit. The real Western school management is not like this at all! And the excuse of this school is that as long as you pay the expensive tuition fee, and as long as your child does not kill, set fire and does not violate the law, the school basically ignores it! After a few years, you will get a graduation certificate after graduation, and then rich families will continue to spend money to find a university for their children to continue to work, and if you have the conditions, they will simply send it abroad. Obviously, Ni Duoduo and other children must have skipped classes in the afternoon.

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Chapter completed!