Rebirth: Outstanding

Chapter 2 The Facade of All Living Beings in the Neighborhood

Zhao Wenye got off the train at Tsim Sha Tsui Wharf and went directly to the cargo terminal to start work. Since his cousin failed to be admitted to the police, he would continue to work hard.

Song Tianyao stood on the shore of the wharf, watching his cousin go to the cargo station, took off his jacket, naked to the upper body, walked up to Chorao and laughed softly, took out the cigarette to help the other party light it, and then Chorao waved his hand. Instructed Zhao Wenye to carry the sacks behind.

Hard work at the wharf is the first choice for many poor children from the bottom after failing to qualify for the police. Although toys, flower plastics, clothing and other industries are now preparing factories in Kwun Tong, North Point and other places, they go to factories to work. There are not many young people, because when they go to the factory, they earn a monthly salary and settle it once a month, while the dock is a daily settlement, which makes it faster to get the money. The most important thing is that if children from poor families don’t want to be bullied, they go to the dock to do it. Coolie, it’s easier to find the prefix to join. Once you have the prefix, you pay a little monthly dues or are willing to contribute when the prefix convener fights and grabs the dock. Then, when you encounter the bully, the person with the prefix Can also support yourself.

Song Tianyao walked along the road towards the wooden house area on Jialinbian Road. When passing through Zhongxiao Street, he stopped and ate a piece of rice noodles in front of the food stalls on the street. He sat on the street and ate. While admiring the "jiaopo" (referring to beautiful women) who swayed past the street from time to time, wearing cheongsam stockings and high heels or wearing a large Tang skirt with a pair of jade feet and wooden clogs.

When they returned to the dilapidated and congested wooden house area, when people on the street that were shouting noisily saw Song Tianyao appear in their sight, they unanimously quieted down, staring at Song Tianyao and watching him walk towards his home.

When Song Tianyao walked far away, these slum men and women whispered to each other:

"It's a pity Tianzi, this street is the most eye-catching youngster."

"That is, I wanted to wait for Ah Yao to be admitted to the police to take care of me."

"Even if he is a messenger, he won't take care of you. With his parents, he wants to take advantage without money? Save it?"

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Song Tianyao walked through the alley. Before he got outside his house, he heard the sound of his mother arguing loudly with others. He frowned, and walked slowly over. A group of women from the neighborhood was blocking the tattered wooden door of his house. Besides, his mother was blocking the door, with one hand on hips and the other with a halberd finger.

"Sister-in-law Zhen! No matter what you say, Ah Yao failed to be admitted to the police. The money must be paid back. I really need it!" A middle-aged woman said to Zhao Meizhen with a sharp throat: "It is only natural to pay off debts!"

Zhao Meizhen immediately raised a high-profile door to her and suppressed the other's voice: "Xiaoyanling! Which eight-woman took the initiative to enter my house yesterday, put down two hundred yuan, and said that I don’t need to pay it back. It’s all from the neighbourhood, wow, your mind. It's really long, not enough for one day and one night to take it back?"

"Sister-in-law, Xiaoyanling, she is voluntary. I am not. You borrowed from me before lending you. Now my husband is seriously ill and waiting for the money to grab the medicine." Seeing that Xiaoyanling was pressed down, another woman spoke to her. Zhao Meizhen said.

"Sister Ru, I borrowed money and said that I would pay you back for half a year and pay you three percent of interest. You will come to collect the debt now? I'll give you a calendar card to let you see the time. Is your husband seriously ill? Your husband baa Sick? Right away, I just saw him flirting with the shamisen chicken. You keep the money with me, it's safer than giving you a man to let him go!"

"My grandson is waiting to pay the tuition..." an old lady squeezed to the front and said bitterly to Zhao Meizhen.

Treating the elderly, Zhao Meizhen's tone is still sturdy: "Your grandson has been studying for two years, and he doesn't even know how to write his own name. Pay the tuition? Go buy a watermelon knife and kill the teacher!"

"Then you return the money to me, I'll buy a watermelon knife!" The old lady almost didn't rush after Zhao Meizhen's words, but immediately retaliated, still asking Zhao Meizhen to pay back the money.

Where could Zhao Meizhen be frightened by such remarks, she patted her chest with her hands: "Wow, Aunt Cheng, you can say all such remarks, okay!"

He picked up a kitchen knife from behind the door and patted the old lady's hand: "Go, let's cut people first, and then come and ask for money after finishing cutting people!"

Song Tianyao stood near his home and watched coldly at the group of neighborhoods pressing for debts at his door. A large part of the three thousand Hong Kong dollars in his pocket was because he heard that he was going to take the police test. These 38 neighborhoods took the initiative to send them. Yes, every one of them patted their chests when they gave the money and said that they don't need to pay it back. Now that they knew that they had lost the election, they immediately turned their faces and denied them.

In fact, these people didn't come, and Song Tianyao wasn't ready to really take debts. They were all poor people. It was not easy to save some money. But this kind of turning around faster than a prostitute taking off his clothes made him very unhappy.

"The money will be returned to you in three days. A lot of one cent. Now, let me get away." Seeing this group of eight women preparing to squeeze their mother away and rush into the house, Song Tianyao rushed over and grabbed it. The kitchen knife was slashed on the wooden door, and the blade was chopped into the wooden door for half an inch!

Song Tianyao's words combined with the kitchen knife nailed to the wooden door caused the neighbours in front of him to lose their minds for a while.

"Money, you don't need to come to my house to collect debts in three days. I will go to my house one by one. If I want to make trouble in my house again, although I didn't pass the police test, I met a few friends who had passed the test at the police school today. Do you want me to bring them to trouble everyone in half a year?" After Song Tianyao finished speaking, he took out the cigarette from his pocket, held one in his mouth and lit it, and drew out the match: "Huh?"

"I'm relieved with your words, Yaozai, I am really in a hurry. You said it yourself. For three days, Auntie believes in you the most."

"Sister-in-law, it was Yaozai who said that for three days, we believe in Yaozai."

This group of neighbourhoods talked in a mess, and then dispersed in twos and threes. When these people were all gone, Zhao Meizhen helped the wooden door and exhaled heavily, turned her face to look at her smoking son, and suddenly reached out to put the cigarette in Song Tianyao’s mouth. Dafei took Song Tianyao's collar and entered the house, and inserted the wooden door with a bolt.

"If someone takes the exam, you also take the exam! If they can pass the exam, you can't pass the exam?" Zhao Meizhen shouted at Song Tianyao when the wooden door was closed. What a joke! How did you take the test!"

Song Tianyao tidyed up his collar: "I took the test like that. The interviewer targeted me, what can I do?"

"Add more money! Give me as much as you want! Originally, your old bean went to the dock to start work today, but when Aye returned to the dock, your old bean was driven back. If you failed the exam, so now I'm black-faced by me. I rushed to the street to continue setting up a stall and repairing my shoes. I didn’t go to work all day. I wanted to wait for your good news to show off to these eight women. If I knew it, I would go to the tea shop and continue to wash the dishes and earn a day’s wages. ."

"Three thousand dollars is not enough, how much do you want to give? It's just a bad test. Is it the end of the world? Big deal, I'll go to work." Song Tianyao sat on his old bean's bed and moved his ankles and said.

Zhao Meizhen reached out to Song Tianyao: "Where is the money?"

"To the interviewer."

"Which interviewer is so on the street? I didn't let you pass the exam after receiving the money?" Zhao Meizhen almost fainted when she heard Song Tianyao's words: "I will throw you an idiot! He won't let you pass the exam. Wouldn't you ask for the money back? What can you give back to the gangsters in the neighborhood?"

"I told them to pay them back after three days. I will pay them back. You don't have to worry about it." Song Tianyao said, taking out the cigarette from his pocket, and wanted to order another one.

Zhao Meizhen walked over and grabbed the cigarettes, ordered one by herself, and then packed the remaining half in her pocket: "Push the street, I still know how to buy a good bag. Your old beanie only buys double happiness, and you have to save money. Keep smoking. I will accept this pack of cigarettes. I will meet your uncle tomorrow and just give it to him, and see if he can help me figure out how to collect three thousand yuan. You are really an idiot. ."

Song Tianyao heard that Zhao Meizhen was going to ask her uncle to borrow money to repay the debt, and rolled her eyes: "No, I said that I will deal with it myself. I said yes, there must be."

"You said you are the Governor of Hong Kong, will you take office tomorrow?" Zhao Meizhen said boredly, turning around and stepping on the squeaky wooden stairs to the attic: "Cook porridge at night, help me light a fire, tomorrow you Go to the wharf and let Aye take you to see the job. The big guy he and he took care of him very much. If you are smart, you shouldn't be wrong."

Song Tianyao moved his ankle and said, "I will not eat at home tonight, I have an appointment with a friend, wait..."

Before finishing talking, someone knocked on the wooden door, and Zhao Meizhen, who was climbing the stairs, jumped down quickly, stood in front of the wooden door and looked through the crack of the door before taking off the latch.

Outside the door is the neighborhood of Song Tianyao's family. Li Laoshi's family, who sells stew and pickles, Li Laoshi and his wife Hong Aunt, plus his daughter Suzhen.

"You don't need to go to the street to sell lo-mei today? It just so happened that I said to cook porridge and fry the marinated fish fillets. Since I'm here now, we will eat together. If you save yourself, you will have to open fire." Zhao Meizhen got out of the way and invited three people into the house. .

The main reason for being so close to Li Laoshi’s family is that Li Laoshi’s daughter Suzhen and Song Tianyao’s childhood sweethearts grew up together, and they set up a marriage last year. Li Suzhen is regarded as a daughter-in-law of the Song family.

If it is usual, Li Laoshi and Hong Aunt agreed long ago. Li Laoshi went to cut some braised vegetables. Hong Aunt and Suzhen cooked the food with the help of the familiar road. Then the two families gathered around a table to eat, and the man could still drink two. Cup.

But today, Li Laoshi kept silent, and Aunt Hong also smiled embarrassedly, and Li Suzhen shrank behind her mother and dared not look at people.

Song Tianyao, who was sitting on the bed wearing shoes, curled his mouth. Sure enough, he hadn't seen relatives who gave charcoal in the snow, but the neighbourhoods were inevitable.

Zhao Meizhen also noticed the abnormality of the family at this time, and her face sank: "What? Are you also planning to get back the 300 yuan that you sent the day before yesterday?"

"No, no, the three hundred dollars are all told to Atian, how come back, they are all neighborhoods." Aunt Hong salivated and smiled at Zhao Meizhen: "Come today, mainly because Aquan, who is a fruit trader, intends to pay. Marry Suzhen in the next month, let’s make a call and remember to have a wedding drink at that time."

"My mother, your mother..." Zhao Meizhen's eyes widened angrily by the words that Aunt Hong said.