Duan Ji, fish ball shop.

"Mom, what you said is true? Brother is ready to turn back to justice?" The person who spoke was a 15 or 16-year-old boy wearing glasses. He is Duan Wenwu, the younger brother of Duan Zihao. Now he is in junior high school and senior high school. He has excellent academic performance and good moral character. He does not cause trouble. He seems to be a good student. Of course, these are all superficial phenomena.

"Of course, I don't know what kind of temperament your brother has changed. He got a serious illness and seemed to have changed. He has become well-educated and well-educated, and has known filial piety!" Xiao Fangfang said happily.

"Handsome and knowledgeable? Mom, have you used the wrong word? Just my brother's virtue of kicking people with his feet at every turn, and he is well-educated?" Duan Wenwu wondered.

"You are not allowed to say that to your brother!" Mom was angry, "Although you named your father, you are a civil and military man, I hope you can be both civil and military man, your brother is not bad..."

"Yes, it's not bad, especially in terms of military power, it can be said that the best in the world. As for liberal arts, it's..." Duan Wenwu shrugged, "You understand, even Gude and Mao Ning can't read it!"

Just as Duan Wenwu ridiculed his brother, a message came from the upper floor, "Awu, are you talking bad about me again?"

Hearing this, Duan Wenwu, who was so arrogant just now, immediately smiled and ran upstairs, "How can that be? Brother, I am your loyal brother. I have always admired you very much. I will do whatever you say. I am loyal, and I will not tell you secretly!"

"Then the person who talked to my mother just now is a ghost?" Duan Zihao lay on the bed, holding a cigarette in his mouth, squinting at this terrifying brother.

This guy is a good baby on the surface, but only Duan Zihao knows that he is a little slut behind his back.

"Is that so? Is anyone talking bad about you to my mom? It's so damn, brother, I will definitely teach him a lesson if I find out in the future!"

"Tell me a lesson!" Duan Zihao kicked him in the ass, "I said I don't know how to be Good Maoning, I can even recite ABCD!"

"That's it, that's it, brother, you are so talented and extraordinary, haha!" Duan Wenwu rubbed his butt that was kicked.

Duan Zihao couldn't help but shake his head. This younger brother is too backbone, not like himself, with a strong and strong heart. How could he know that, let alone his brother, anyone is corrupt in front of his domineering iron fist.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, what about the stuff? How is it selling?" Duan Zihao sat up, crushed the cigarette butts, and bounced out of the household registration very casually.

When Duan Wenwu heard this, he hurriedly opened his schoolbag and took out a stack of colorful adult magazines from it.

"The Fire Butterfly and Dragon Tiger and Leopard are selling well, and the others are only selling seven or eight copies!"

"Damn, your brother, I will guide you in making a fortune business, are you just not working hard?"

"No, I've worked hard, but you know that selling these things on campus is very risky. If I'm caught by the director, I'll be in trouble with it!"

"What are you afraid of? At worst, I can send you my brother to rescue you!"

"That's right, brother, you can't ignore me, but I'm afraid that I'll be dropped out of school by then. You don't want to see my mom and dad be sad about this, right?"

"Rescue has been brought again. Can you grow up a little? Don't carry your parents out to suppress me at any time?" Duan Zihao said unhappy. "Where is the money? I've always made a little profit by selling so many magazines?"

"That's it!" Duan Wenwu hurriedly took out a handful of messy Hong Kong dollars from his pocket.

"This is the money for selling magazines. If you count it, it's 550 yuan in total!"

Duan Zihao took the wrinkled banknote without hesitation and counted roughly, five hundred and fifty, that's right.

Duan Wenwu looked at him with a gaze, and to be precise, the money in his hand.

Just as Duan Zihao was about to put it all into his pocket, he saw his brother's pitiful gaze, so he generously pulled out a hundred and handed it to him, "Save some flowers, don't be discovered by my mother. Remember, if you ask, you just say you earned it by sending newspapers, do you understand?"

"I understand, hehe, brother, you really love me!" Duan Wenwu happily stuffed the money and said to himself, "Silly, I sold each magazine for three more dollars, and there were more than one hundred in my pocket!"

"Brother, have you heard from my mom say you want to turn aside, right?"

"What's the matter of turning back to justice? I've never been evil."

"That's right, brother, you're a hero, but you really don't plan to get involved in a club?" Duan Wenwu is a famous wise man, otherwise he wouldn't have done all the bad things while being fooled.

Duan Zihao took out the cigarette box, swung his wrist, and grabbed a cigarette very handsomely. My brother Duan Wenwu practiced this trick many times in private, but he couldn't learn it. Therefore, every time I saw my brother smoking so handsomely, I felt very envious.

"It's not a long-term thing to get involved in a club, so I'm going to find a promising job..." Duan Zihao said while smoking.

"A promising career? What are you going to do?" Duan Wenwu looked at him curiously. He couldn't think of what else could he do except fights.

"Why should I tell you?" Duan Zihao glared at him.

"Ahem, I'm just asking casually, the whole family is concerned about you!"

Bang! Duan Zihao gave him a thrill of his forehead, "Please care more about yourself! Boy, study hard and improve every day, don't let your parents down and my expectations!"

"Oh, can you stop hitting me in the head, it's easy to hit stupid people!" Duan Wenwu said aggrievedly, packing his schoolbag, "There's nothing else, I'm going to study!"

"Come back!" Duan Zihao suddenly said.

"do what?"

"Put these magazines in!"

"ah?"

"What, do you know how to be frugal? How difficult is these magazines to be printed? How much effort does the workers and uncles and sisters have to spend? These are things that contain sweat and hard work. What do you ask me to deal with? So, take them to school obediently and sell them all at half price!"

"But brother, you just said that I should not be distracted and learn more..."

"Damn it, it's not the same if you study hard after selling the magazine!"

"This..." Duan Wenwu was speechless.

...

On the street, opposite Duan Ji Fish Ball Store, the newly opened fish ball store set up a stage. On the stage, three hot girls in hot pants were dancing enthusiastically with the disco music of "Weekend Fanatic". But seeing her waist twisting, her hips, and her breasts, attracted passers-by and customers around her to stop and watch, and then walked into the store to spend.

In contrast, Duanji Fish Ball Shop is very deserted and depressed. A poster of "Buy two and get one free" was posted on the glass door, but the door was deserted. The boxes of fish balls placed on the counter were piled up like mountains, but no one cared about it.

As the eldest son of the Duan family, Duan Zihao, a foodie, did not pity his father Duan Jiujin's frustration at this moment. He took a toothpick and tucked a fish ball in big mouthfuls.

"Wow, it's so delicious. Why didn't you find the things at home so good before?"

Seeing that his son was eating happily, his mother Xiao Fangfang said helplessly: "Eat more if you taste delicious, otherwise you will have nothing to eat in the future." Then she glanced at Duan Jiujin.

Duan Jiujin suddenly unbuttoned his apron.

"What are you going to do?" Xiao Fangfang asked.

"I'm going to tear off their platform. It's so noisy. How can the guests come?" After that, he rushed out.

"Ahao, go and see your dad!"

"He is not a child, what are you looking at?" someone said with a disgrace.

"I'm afraid something will happen to him when he gets impulsive!"

"Oh, then I'll go and have a look!" After saying that, Duan Zihao picked up the guy--the kitchen knife.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't worry, I'm good at this job!"

"But you said you want to turn aside!"

"For my dad to come back to the world, I will never refuse to be my son!"

"Then you better stop going, stay here!"

"Why is that unfilial?"

"It's better to be unfilial than to go to jail!"

“…”

After a moment, Duan Jiujin, a good man in Wan Chai, came back with a look of ashamed, because he was going to smash someone's place, but unexpectedly, he was pulled by the dancing hot girl when he went in front of him. Then several hot girls tried their best to sell him, so he bought the other party a dozen fish balls and came back... This time, my mother was so angry that she picked up the kitchen knife, and my father was so scared that he ran around!

...

"No, we can't sit still and wait for death!" Duan Jiujin said again.

"Yes, dad, nowadays, business is a lively place. Who would come to our family so deserted? Just like our club, in order to recruit new people, they often set up a hot pot friendship, and occasionally sing karaoke... So, when doing business, you must increase your popularity. If there are too many people, it will naturally become lively, and once the business becomes lively, the business will be better!"

My parents were stunned by this words, not because he said it in a very insightful and unique way, but because this guy always likes to use his fists more than his brain, and he didn't expect that he would think about things with his brain now.

"Ahao, you're right!" The father patted his son's shoulder deeply, "So, I have a good idea..." He stared at his son with a smile.

Duan Zihao suddenly felt like he had a wrong idea from his father's "malice" gaze.
Chapter completed!