Merchant and doctor

Chapter 274
The full moon is dim, hanging high in the sky.

Bian Mu raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance. It was half cloudy and not sunny. It had been raining for several weeks, and it might take ten days and a half months until it cleared completely.

There are far fewer pedestrians on the street, but there are still a lot of private cars returning at night.

Seeing the moon and thinking about people.

Bian Mu was a little homesick.

Chatting with Director Zheng hit it off, and unknowingly drank a lot of wine, Bian Mu planned to walk all the way back to relieve his stomach gas.

When passing the big intersection of Beicang Street, a small fried stall at the southeast corner of the intersection caught Bian Mu's attention.

A man in his early thirties, wearing an apron, was weighing a frying pan. The caliber of the frying pan was not very large, and it was extremely clean. It seemed that a meat dish was being fried in the wok.

Bian Mu is good at cooking, and the way the man weighs the pot is not ordinary at first glance.

The business of the small stall was a bit deserted. I saw an old man in his 60s and [-]s sitting there alone drinking cold wine, a small plate of peanuts, a large bowl of boiled edamame, and half a bottle of sorghum white.

What a familiar silhouette and a basically similar scene, Bian Mu's thoughts immediately returned to that night in the third year of junior high...

At that time, Bian Mu was in the third year of junior high school. It was the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, and the heating had not started to turn on. No matter where people went, they felt cold.

One night, it had been a while since the end of night self-study, a few classmates chased Bian Mu and asked him a few math problems. By the time Bian Mu rode his bike home, the night was already very dark.

When passing by the intersection of the Post Office Building, Bian Mu subconsciously felt that a man sitting at a street stall looked very familiar to him.

Turn your head and take a look, huh? !Isn't that my father?
For some reason, Bian Mu didn't pedal his bike over to say hello. Instead, he just straddled the bike, stomped on the ground with his right foot, turned his head and looked at his father.

At that time, Dad was sitting there by himself pouring himself a drink. Bian Mu's car was facing north, and Dad was sitting facing south. Bian Mu could see Dad, but his father didn't notice that his precious son was silently standing behind him in a daze. looking at himself carefully.

The same small street frying stall also had spiced peanuts, a bowl of boiled edamame, and half a bottle of white sorghum. The street lights were bright, and Bian Mu's father looked very comfortable, completely complacent and enjoying himself.

My mother annoys my father drinking alcohol the most, and the two usually quarrel over this matter.

Bian Mu is going to high school soon, and has to live on campus, so the family's expenses will naturally go up.

Dad suddenly quit drinking.

Bian Mu knew in his heart that his father was saving accommodation expenses for himself.

I don't know what happened today, why Dad suddenly started drinking again, and when he came home like this, Mom would definitely have a big fight with him in a rage.

Bian Mu couldn't help worrying about his father...

After a while, seeing that his father had no intention of getting up and going home, Bian Mu quietly rode home.

The next morning, Bian Mu found out that his father hadn't returned all night.

Later, after quietly getting to know it, Bian Mu finally figured it out. In order to get rid of the smell of alcohol on his body, his father went back to the workshop to spend the night with the cat on purpose.

That morning, Bian Mu secretly vowed that he would work hard to earn a lot of money in the future, so that his father could completely unload all the family burdens and have a good drink.

However, to this day, this small wish has not been fulfilled.

Bian Mu knew very well that it was not about money.

No matter how poor the Bian family was, they still had a little savings in the past few years, so drinking a few big meals of wine was nothing.

After becoming an adult, Bian Mu gradually understood that it was because of a wrong mood.

As long as the Bian family hasn't lived in their own house, the younger sister Xiaoyue can't go smoothly and happily graduates from college, and Bian Mu can't buy a house and start a family... Dad won't be in the mood to have a big drink liquor.

Bian Mu felt that he was quite useless.

"It seems that a French writer once said that, for a man, it would be a disgrace if he let his family spend his whole life in the expectation of happiness! No! I have to hurry up and open a clinic! No matter what the motivation is, the one recommended by Qi Yuewei There must be something special about a stock, and you have to find a way to think about it later, and you will lose tens of thousands of dollars, and if you want to make a lot of money, you still refuse to take some risks, isn't that just a dream!" Bian Mu thought to himself. .

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly.

Zhang Assistant's phone call.

"Hey! Where are you now? Dorm?" Assistant Zhang asked eagerly on the other end of the phone.

Bian Mu's ears were sharp, listening to the faint noises that seemed to be coming from the environment Assistant Zhang was in at the moment.

"I'm on the street! What's the matter? What happened?! Where are you?"

"I'm at Mrs. Mai's parents' house! She seems to have gone crazy suddenly and broke Boss Luo's head. It's a mess here right now. We don't know what to do, or...you come here Help?" On the phone, Assistant Zhang seemed very anxious.

"No problem! Send me a location! I'll take a taxi right away!"

"I'm really sorry! We really can't help it! I thought you might be able to do something strange, at least, take the knife from Mrs. Mai's hand first."

"Ah?! Did you use the knife?! Didn't you call the police?"

"Mr. Luo, don't call the police. Maybe he's afraid of making his family ugly! The location has been sent to you, please!"

"Why are you being polite to me! I'll be right there!" After finishing speaking, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

……

Mrs. Mai's family lived in a community called "Shangdu Huating" in Xicheng, and it took more than half an hour for Bian Mu to take a taxi to the gate of the community.

Assistant Zhang waited at the gate for a long time, and beside her stood a handsome young man who looked like an employee of the "Yiyoukang" company.

"Did you snatch the knife?" Bian Mu hurriedly asked as soon as they met.

"No! There's a lot of blood on the neck, it's scary! Go!" As he spoke, Assistant Zhang ran into the community first.

Bian Mu and the handsome boy followed closely behind.

Mrs. Mai's natal family lived in a large villa. When the three of them arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Bian Mu found that the neighbors all around had turned on the lights, but no one came out to watch.

A lot of people gathered at the entrance of the courtyard, most of them were men, most of them were under 40 years old, Bian Mu checked visually, at least three NO.[-].

It was noisy, as if a war was about to start.

The security guards in the community also came a lot, clamoring to call the police!

"What's going on?! It seems that there are two groups of people, why? One is the helper of the Mai family? The other is called by Assistant Zhang to maintain order?!" Bian Mu thought to himself.

"Everyone be quiet! The only thing we can do now is to find a way to take the knife from Mrs. Mai's hand. Make room, this is the provincial negotiator we invited. He has a way! Brother Ma! You don’t want anything to happen to Mrs. Mai, do you?!” Assistant Zhang made a gesture to tell the handsome guy who was calling Mr. Luo’s side to step aside first.

The so-called Big Brother Ma on the opposite side gave way first to Assistant Zhang. He raised his right arm and waved his hand behind him. Finally, a narrow passage was vacated.

The security guards who had been insisting on calling the police saw that things had turned around, so they didn't say much.

(End of this chapter)