Chapter 288: Use the words in the book to call the year-end friend

"Is there such a thing?"

Gui Wangda listened intently, occasionally nodding or scratching the horns on his elbows, changing seven or eight expressions in one second, as if he was not hearing about a good friend who went to the side pocket, but was auditioning for a scene on the set.

Uncle Feng was fooled by him. At first, he looked at him and spoke, but later, he simply stared at a certain point in the direction of Ghost King Da.

I was taught in kindergarten that if you speak without looking at someone, it means you don’t respect them.

Uncle Feng dared to bet with all the talismans on his body that he didn't think he looked down on Ghost King Da. It was this exaggerated and crazy performance that scared him.

I can’t understand it, but I’m deeply shocked.

"Yes, Dajun and the others disappeared into the side pocket without knowing it, leaving only a talisman and information about the father-in-law of the Ming Dynasty."

As soon as Uncle Feng finished speaking, he immediately withdrew his eyes, lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes, and calmed down for a while. He finally understood that when a person stares at strange things, his body will not be able to bear it.

"Ghost King Da, what do you think?"

Zhou Xiaoxing felt that her stomach was seven to eight times full, so she put down her chopsticks. Seeing this, A Lian immediately brought a cup of hot water. Hearing the former's thanks, she smiled and lowered her head, and then started to eat.

Just receiving a thank you from Zhou Xiaoxing, Alian felt that the rice in her mouth tasted much better, it was obviously the same bowl of rice.

Oops, my heart is restless again.

"Xiaoxing, do you know that I have ideas?"

The twitching eyebrows, the eyeballs moving erratically, the corners of the mouth pulled up, the thumb and index finger of the right hand constantly rubbing, the Ghost King has such an obvious posture, there is nothing to say, it is impossible.

Unless this Ghost King is fake.

Hearing something in the words of these two people, the moment Uncle Feng opened his eyes, he noticed something strange under the table. He stretched out his hand to touch and grabbed a handful of air.

There must be something going on. Since I don’t say it openly, it’s just to take care of Alian’s feelings. In this way, Uncle Feng will pretend that he can’t see it.

Isn't it just handing over money and handing over news!

"Hey hey" twice, Ghost Wangda quietly put a large pile of money into his arms and counted it twice with his fingers. If he counted correctly, it should probably be 70 to 80 percent to 50,000.

Fifty thousand is worth his trip.

However, Uncle Feng still has one month left, one month, and the Global Elite Center can be settled.

"Yan Zhen, the leader of the special function group above, met me twenty years ago. I believe that if I go there, I can learn a lot about my father-in-law in the Ming Dynasty."

Ghost King Da is being humble. Yan Zhen once told him that as long as he could study his stump, he would agree to anything, except for crimes such as murder and arson.

He was stupid. After Gui Wangda got this guarantee, Biandou would let the dignified leader of the group do such a low-level thing. To do it would be a major event that changes the trajectory of life or witnesses history.

Just like what happened with Zhou Xiaoxing, no, Dajun and the others disappeared out of thin air.

"Yan Zhen, I seem to have heard of this name. Twenty years ago, when special powers first appeared, there seemed to be such a person, but I heard that he left after watching a ring match in Xiangjiang."

Uncle Feng fell into memories. At that time, he had just graduated with honors from the police academy. When he went to the police station with Sir Ma to report, he passed by the store and saw this report in the most inconspicuous place in the newspaper.

"Yes, it was that time when Yan Zhen got to know me."

"We just met once, and twenty years later, you can ask him to help?"

Uncle Feng had a look of disbelief. They valued their friends very much back then, in a word, for a lifetime. However, now, the pace of life is getting faster and faster. In addition to spending the longest time with family and colleagues, everyone has no time to make friends, let alone

Forget about maintaining old friendships.

In Hong Kong in the 1990s, fast food was the main focus!

"Uh..."

"Uncle Feng, if you listen to his fancy name, Ghost King Da will know that he is deceiving people, not bluffing people, not, and he has a way of knowing people."

Ghost King Da moved his nose. The words sounded good, but they just didn’t sit well with his ears.

"Uncle Feng, if you don't know me, I don't have special powers. I'm too old to learn Maoshan magic now. However, when it comes to deceiving people, ah, ah, bluffing, ah, ah, making friends, I still have a lot of experience.

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"Making friends is a bit like a ditch. It's not like chasing a girl. It doesn't matter how long it lasts, it only cares about having it once. Some people have known each other for decades and can only be passers-by; some people just took a look in the crowd and are destined to

It's a friend."

Ghost King Da talked a lot eloquently. At the end, he saw Uncle Feng's frown slowly unfurling, and he took a bite of the food proudly.

These are all the lines and lyrics that I saw from the side pocket, mixed together, Uncle Feng actually believed it.

Zhou Xiaoxing blinked and remembered a sentence: The city has many routines, and Uncle Feng is suitable for returning to the countryside.

Ghost King Da still held his head high and his stump leg touched the ground slightly. This was the first time in his life that he had made people stunned. No, that was the first time twenty years ago.

Last time, he really conquered Yan Zhen with his real kung fu and ancient Chinese boxing skills. This time, the blind cat encountered a dead mouse and watched too much TV in the third uncle's house.

Ah, Uncle Feng is not a dead rat, no, he is not a blind cat!

Ah Lian peeked while eating. No, she looked at Zhou Xiaoxing openly and 360 degrees without any blind spots. It was so beautiful. With this mood, she didn't even eat a bite of the food her uncle gave her, and she felt full after eating.<

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Uncle said that you can’t drink enough water when you are in love. Ah Lian is definitely right. You can’t just drink water, but you also need to eat. White rice will do.

At the same time, Alian's ears perked up, firstly not to miss Zhou Xiaoxing's cold and magnetic speech, and secondly because she really cared about what they were talking about. The stupid beauty is very good. She doesn't want to do it, she wants to help.

Hearing Gui Wangda use love as a metaphor for friendship, Alian simply ignored the latter part and only remembered that "it doesn't matter if it lasts forever, it only cares about what you once had." She didn't want to be like this. If she liked someone, she would stay with him every day and bathe him.

Shirt, cook for him, follow...

Alian smiled, took a small mouthful of rice, and savored it carefully.

Uncle Feng didn't pay attention to Alian's psychological changes at this moment. He pursed his lips and looked intoxicated, fully agreeing with Gui Wangda's words.

When he was young, he and Ma Sir were like-minded friends, and of course they are now. However, they were separated for more than ten years due to different ideas on handling cases, and there was no contact during the period. When they met again a few days ago, they felt like they were electrified.

That feeling of mutual sympathy came back immediately.

No need to say a word, as soon as Sir Ma looked in his eyes, Uncle Feng knew that they were still good friends.

Not only that, when young people like Lin Sir, Miao Sir, and Xiaoxing met, they just met each other, but after the case was solved, they became friends who talked about everything.

Especially Zhou Xiaoxing, the more he looks at him, the more he likes him. Regardless of the slight favor brought by Alian's liking for him, Uncle Feng now regards him as a friend who can talk to him from the bottom of his heart.

In the words of the book, it’s called year-end friendship.

"Uncle Feng, don't listen to his nonsense. What he said this time, Cantonese feature films are broadcast every day. You will know if you know his patience. Gui Wangda, there are conditions, right?"

There was only silence in the room for a second, but Zhou Xiaoxing felt it was as long as an hour. He clapped his hands to wake up everyone who was thinking, and single-handedly brought the topic back.

After receiving the money, it was the first time for Gui Wangda to talk so much.

"Hey, what kind of person is my ghost Wang Da?"

With his palm facing up, Zhou Xiaoxing stretched out his hand.

The meaning is obvious. You can only choose one thing between being noble and secular.

This question was very difficult, and it took Gui Wangda less than a second to make his choice.

He held Zhou Xiaoxing's hand and pushed it back, ignoring the skillful eating movements of his uncle and nephew next to him. Uncle Feng Alian's eyes widened and he refused to eat while holding the bowl. He didn't put down the bowl until the pushing hand moved away.

"It's not like there's still a month left. I can go back and forth in two days for my father-in-law's business tomorrow. The remaining time..."

Alian lowered her head and instinctively moved her body towards Zhou Xiaoxing. Then she thought that uncle was right next to her. She had to be reserved and move in the opposite direction to uncle because...

Ghost Wangda looked at her with an indescribable expression. A saliva-like liquid slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth, just like a hunter seeing his prey. No, to be precise, it was the big bad wolf seeing the little white rabbit.

The next second, his mouth opened wide and he was about to swallow her.

"What are you doing?"

Uncle Feng Zhou Xiaoxing clasped his elbow on the table and said in a moment, no, roared, it was just three words, but it expressed a lot of meaning.

Are you staring at Alian? What are you thinking? You are dozens of years old, looking at a young girl who has just entered society with such a salty and dirty expression? Are you still drooling? Are you still looking at it?

Uncle Feng originally had a good impression of Gui Wangda's "friend theory", but when he saw him looking at his precious niece like this, the cells in his mind automatically eliminated that feeling.

Zhou Xiaoxing reacted instinctively. At least Ghost King Da got to know Uncle Feng Alian through him. He is so indecent and he has the responsibility to protect her.

Of course, I still have some worries about Ah-Lian, who is more than a friend but not a lover.

How should I put it, when it comes to relationships, the order of acquaintance is very important. I don’t mean to emphasize first come, first served. It was Zhou Xiaoxing who met Meng Luo and Ya Zi first, and felt their lively and interesting souls. For Alian, the pure and sweet sister next door,

I don’t have many ideas at the moment.

It's just for the time being, maybe in the future...

This is not the point. The key point is that the ghost king has reached a great age and still wants to bring trouble to Alian. This is intolerable.

Even passers-by can’t stand it.

Alian hid behind the physical barrier set up by the two of them, feeling warm, partly because of her uncle. She was used to being protected by her uncle, so her excitement was not as strong as before, not to mention that she was related by blood.<

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It was different for Zhou Xiaoxing. Most of her heart was with him. He had saved her no less than three or four times, and he appeared in time every time. Alian couldn't help but feel moved. This time, it was the same.

I was very touched and wanted to wash clothes, cook, and give birth to him...

"Don't be so excited. I just looked at Ah Lian a little more because she looked pretty."
To be continued...