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Chapter 48: Slime

Gangzi's sister Fang Fang, this girl who is studying in Lanzhou must talk about it. Believe me, if she doesn't deal with me in the future, I won't talk about it.

But this girl helped me later because I made more than seven years of mistakes. During that period, I was worried and restless. When the result came to that day, I knew that she was born to be a lawyer, Fang Fang's law firm, which was awesome.

Gangzi is gone, his sister Fang Fang is still there, and eventually grows into an excellent person, a useful person to society.

In the next section, I will talk about the growth history of this girl.

The School of Law of Lanzhou University, located in Lanzhou, Gansu, can be founded in 1909 (the first year of Xuantong in the Qing Dynasty). It was founded by Gansu Law and Political School, the predecessor of Lanzhou University. The School of Law is the strongest among the four colleges.

The girl's life is caused by worshipping her stepmother. After I learned the whole story, I felt that her stepmother was a trash, scum, stupid, and was completely unworthy of being a mother. If one day I saw her stepmother, I would have to slap her in front of me.

This is the thing.

Gangzi dropped out of school when he went to junior high school in elementary school. After following his stepmother, Gangzi began wandering in society. He started to run errands for the gangsters in the game hall to buy cigarettes. Gangzi grew up step by step and reached a high position step by step. Finally, he became one of Wang Baotian’s six confidants. Few people know that the reason why Gangzi was valued by Wang Baotian was because he had worked as a senior executive in the hostile forces for his sister.

In that era, Wang Baotian's biggest opponent was the Ghost Head Gang. This group of people first drove a three-horse carriage to sell porcelain bowls and porcelain basins on the street, so the thirteen most famous people in this group were called "Ceramic Thirteen Yings" in the billiard hall circle in the late 1990s.

If it were a local friend in Yinchuan, there were often people on the streets who pushed three wheels, drove three horses, and occupied the road to sell plates and casseroles on the main road. The plates and casseroles were placed all over the floor and were wrapped with straw ropes. The group of people was also organized behind them, the Ghost Head Gang.

In addition, friends who are in Tianjin have heard some regional rumors that in Tianjin, those who are pushing silver trucks to sell mozzarella are not good people.



The silver minivan was inconspicuous in the crowd. The boss pushed the car through the streets and alleys. The modified transparent glass cover on the car was printed with five conspicuous words "Tianjin marijuana flowers."

Looking inside through the glass, the car was filled with rows of giant twists and flowers. Just picking out a twist would weigh several pounds. The twists and flowers inside also contained a wide variety of flavors, because they were not bought but were everywhere. Over time, there were rumors that Tianjin mozzarella was stolen by children.

In addition, there is also the tick cake gang in Xinjiang, which is the kind of cake tick cart that claims to be sad and Ma Yun was crying with two swords. This kind of cake tick is very brave. You say you want a little, and you need 10 yuan to try it. As a result, after cutting it, it weighs at least 200 to 300 yuan. If you say you don’t buy it, the boss’s attitude immediately becomes fierce. It won’t work if you come to anyone. The amount of cut it is the amount of money and you have to buy it.

Who is the courage to sell these cakes? Are you not afraid of being beaten? Believe me, the rumors are not all groundless.

There is a mysterious organization behind Xinjiang cut cake, Tianjin marijuana flower, Yinchuan ceramics.

According to industry insiders, these people have something to do with some people in the Changchun Association in the late 1970s. The specifics are not known.

At that time, Fang Fang was seven or eight years old. Among the thirteen Yinchuan ceramics, there was a young man named Ma Jie. Ma Jie's youngest son Ma Fei was ten years old that year. He was so arrogant that he bullied his classmates and scolded his teachers. He didn't learn well at such a young age.

Gangzi stayed outside for a long time and didn't go home. Fang Fang followed her stepmother in Wenyi Lane, Xixia District, which is close to 21st Primary School. Ma Jie's son Ma Fei was in the fifth grade at 21st Primary School. Fang Fang was in the second grade at that time.

Ma Fei is used to being domineering as a young man. Relying on his father being a member of the Thirteen Ceramics, he bullied the children and scolded the teacher. People in the martial arts world called him "the twenty-one fat little bully Ma Fei."

It was summer before the summer vacation was coming. It was popular for children in Yinchuan to drink a kind of plastic bag soda. This soda was called "Sanmao Wandering Bag." One cent, five cents a day, and the ice was 1 cent and six cents a day.

The stepmother Fang Fang is not good, so she basically doesn’t give her pocket money. She doesn’t want to pay the tuition and fees except for taking care of a meal a day. Therefore, the seven-year-old Fang Fang is one size younger than the children of the same age. She is not as nutritious as her child. She is small and has yellow hair.

It was hot in the summer of the northwest. The little girl might have sold the can bottles for a few cents. She originally planned to keep them for rubber, but she saw that her classmates were greedy for soda, so she bought two bags of naughty knit soda for 30 cents. Because the convenience store at the 21st small shop opened a big reward, and bought two bags of naughty knits and gave a candy.

The little girl happily bought soda, but before she could drink it, she met Ma Fei. Ma Fei pushed her, then snatched the soda and pricked it with a pencil and leaked it. What was even more annoying wasn't this. He pushed it and made Fang Fang hit the corner of the iron table on the back of his head, and blood flowed on the spot.

Seeing this, the teacher took the child to the hospital quickly, and then notified her stepmother to come to the hospital. Ma Fei knew that he might have caused trouble and ran home to tell his father about this.

Afterwards, Ma Jie found Fang Fang's stepmother and said that your child first scolded my child. Both parties were at fault. For humanitarian reasons, I paid 50 yuan for nutritional expenses. I let it go.

Fang Fang's stepmother didn't dare to provoke Ma Jie, so she charged 50 yuan for nutrition and agreed to settle it privately.

I said before that this stepmother is not a thing and is good at gambling. After the child came back, he didn't comfort him. He turned around and went to the mahjong hall to play mahjong with fifty dollars.

The moment after losing money, the stepmother realized something.

"It turns out that this child is not useless, he can also be used to make money."

Later, this stepmother often refused to let Fang Fang go to school. Sometimes she deliberately injured Fang Fang, and then took the little girl to ask for money from her biological father's relatives before. When she arrived at her relative's house, she wiped her tears and said that she had no money to take the child to the hospital and couldn't eat well. In short, she just wanted to ask for money.

Fang Fang's biological father often sees his children as pitiful and will give some money to help him.

This is the real version of domestic violence, a femto-scorpion woman.

Gangzi is often not at home, and one day, he accidentally learned about this from a distant cousin and was furious on the spot!

Gangzi went directly to the 21st little gambling to Ma Fei, and tidied up the child and opened the flowers. He was still not satisfied that day, so he found Ma Fei's father Ma Jie again. At that time, Ma Jie was eating hot pot with his friends at a hot pot restaurant. Without saying a word, Gangzi directly poured a pot of hot hot pot base on Ma Jie's face.

Later, the man was basically abandoned.

Gangzi took Fang Fang out of the house, hiding from all over the world, escaping the revenge of Ceramic Thirteen Yings. The brother and sister lived across the bridge hole, slept across the street, and lived a hungry and full life.

Until Wang Baotian learned about this, he sent someone to find Gangzi and said to him:

"Young man, follow me, and I will protect you from now on."

This is Fang Fang's childhood.

I think her childhood should not be a trace of happiness.

At that time, because I was afraid of meeting a person with a golden wind and yellow at the station, I contacted the yellow-faced driver Lao Wang through Lao Wen. I set off at 2:30 in the middle of the night and went to Lanzhou with Lao Wang's yellow face.

I arrived during the day. After inquiring, I finally saw this girl who was about the same age as me in the canteen of Lanzhou University.

She is wearing glasses, she is not tall and thin, and her eyes look firm and transparent, which makes me feel like she is about twenty years old.

"Are you?" the girl put down a thick book and looked up to ask me.

I smiled and said, "I am your brother's friend. If you have something to do, I'll let me bring you something."

The girl asked: "Don't my brother deliver fish feed in the feed factory? He often runs back and forth in Lanzhou, Yinchuan. I saw him once last month. Even if he was too busy, he wouldn't notify me if he asked someone to come and deliver things. What was he busy with?"

I handed her a plastic bag and said, "Gangzi has been in business in other provinces for a while and may even go abroad. I just come here to deliver something, and I'm leaving."

"You wait!"

Fang Fang asked me to wait a moment.

She opened the plastic bag and looked at it, then fell into a long silence, sitting on the chair without moving, as if she had lost her soul.

I dare not look at her more, nor dare to face her.

I just ran out of the cafeteria in panic.
Chapter completed!
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