At the door of the kitchen, Fatty Li stared at Zhao Yi's back for a long time, then cautiously said: "Sister Xiaoyi!"

"Dongfa?" Zhao Yi turned around and saw Fatty Li, smiled at him and said, "Why did you come to the kitchen if you didn't drink with Azhe, Xiao Xun and the others?"

"I don't like drinking myself. I was afraid that you would be too busy, so I came to help." Fatty Li smiled honestly, walked into the kitchen, and took out two sandalwood boxes from his pocket: "Sister Xiaoyi, I

When I left the city this time, I brought you a lot of cosmetics and clothes, which are all placed in the boxes outside. These two are the gifts I brought you specially."

As Fatty Li spoke, he opened two wooden boxes, revealing a hairpin made of pure gold and a bottle of expensive perfume.

"Ah! It's so beautiful!" Zhao Yi looked at the hairpin in the box, and her eyes were attracted for a moment. Although she lived in a refugee area, she was a little girl after all, and she had a natural love for jewelry. But after she picked it up, she

His eyes widened in surprise: "Is this thing made of gold?"

Fatty Li saw Zhao Yi's loving gaze, and a smile appeared on his face: "Yes, not only is it made of gold, but it was also made by a famous goldsmith in the fortress! Sister Xiaoyi, I'll put it on for you!"

"No! This gift of yours is too expensive! I can't accept it!" Although Zhao Yi liked the card very much, she still put it back: "Dongfa, you and Azhe are making a living in the city. It's not easy to make money.

You must learn to save instead of buying these useless things. Listen to me, take this card back and refund it!"

"Sister Xiaoyi, since I brought you the gift, just accept it! Brother Zhe and I have worked so hard, isn't it just to let you live a good life?" Fatty Li looked at Zhao Yi seriously: "

Only if you live a good life can we feel at ease, and this is the first time I give you a gift, so you can't refuse me, right?"

Zhao Yi smiled: "I don't want to reject you, but I just feel it's a waste of money! And in a place like a refugee area, it's okay to just put a wooden hairpin on your head. If you wear gold jewelry, you must not be targeted by bad guys.

?”

"It's okay, Brother Xun and Wu Hao are taking care of you! Whoever dares to touch you in this town will see if I don't skin them! Come on, I'll put it on for you! And this perfume, it smells great!"

Fatty Li stepped forward to help Zhao Yi put on the hairpin, then opened the bottle of perfume and lightly sprayed it into the air: "I didn't lie to you, did I? This smells of jasmine!"

"Well, it smells so good!" Zhao Yi smelled the perfume intoxicatedly and picked up the exquisite perfume bottle: "Is the pattern on this jasmine flower?"

"Yes, I have seen it in the fortress. There is a pot in my office!" As Fatty Li spoke, he took out another 20,000 yuan from his pocket: "Sister Xiaoyi, I saved this money myself.

, take it, don’t wrong yourself at ordinary times, buy whatever you want to eat or drink, and I’ll give it to you next time when the flowers are gone!”

"So much money?" Zhao Yi looked at the two thick piles of cash and was stunned again.

When she was in the leather business, she was already a relatively well-off person in the market town. But after a few years, her savings were only two to three hundred yuan. Now, the twenty thousand yuan in Fatty Li's hand is already very difficult for ordinary refugees.

Astronomical figures imagined.

"This is still a small amount. I have my own business in the city and I can earn at least hundreds of thousands a month!" Fatty Li showed a slightly proud smile: "Sister Xiaoyi, you must not allow this money.

I refuse, you are a girl, in this troubled world, you have to keep some money for yourself!"

"Dongfa, you have really changed a lot this time you came to the city." Zhao Yi looked at Fatty Li and nodded: "Okay, I will accept the money. Don't worry, I won't spend any of it."

Yeah, I’m saving up to find a wife for you.”

"hey-hey!"

Hearing this, Fatty Li showed a silly smile, feeling that all the hard work he had put in in the fortress had been rewarded at this moment.

…

In the front yard, after Ma San drank several bottles of beer, he left the table and ran to the toilet. As soon as he returned to the yard, he met Shangguan Xiaohu who was also going to the toilet. He winked at him and said, "Hey, I

I just heard Brother Zhe say that you are a boxer in the fortress, and you only fight with others, right?"

Shangguan Xiaohu poked his neck: "What's going on?"

"You people in the fortress are really weird. People here usually avoid fighting if it's not to eat, but you actively look for people to fight. I heard you can make a lot of money!"

Ya Yile: "Are you good at fighting?"

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Xiaohu moved his neck and said, "Try?"

"Hey! Who are you trying to scare?" Masan took advantage of the alcohol and took a step forward, rolling up his sleeves at the same time: "To tell you the truth, I started boxing when I was six years old, and I became somewhat successful when I was nine years old.

At the age of thirteen, you are the unbeatable fighter in the whole village! Can I be afraid of you?"

Two minutes later.

Shangguan Xiaohu pinned Ma San to the ground with one hand: "Do you accept it?"

Masan was lying on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face, still shouting under the influence of alcohol: "I admire you, sir! Let me tell you, I haven't practiced in a few years, so my technique is a bit rusty!"

At the same time, Ma Si, who rushed back from other brothels after receiving the news, saw Ma San being pinned to the ground as soon as he entered the hospital. He pulled out the knife from his waist and pointed it at Shangguan Xiaohu: "Damn it!

Who are you?!"

"Fourth brother, don't use the knife! We have to practice martial ethics!" Ma San struggled a little when he saw his brother coming back: "He is a friend brought back by Brother Zhe, and we are practicing boxing!"

"Practice? Then why do you let people beat you like this?" When Ma Si saw his brother being punished, he immediately glared at Shangguan Xiaohu: "Come on, let's practice together!"

Shangguan Xiaohu let go of Ma San: "Can you do that?"

"Okay?" Ma Si said with disdain on his face: "You go out and ask around. I started boxing at the age of six. I became a little successful at the age of nine. By the age of thirteen, I was the best in the whole village! Can I be afraid of you?"

Shangguan Xiaohu felt that these words sounded familiar, and pointed to Ma San on the ground: "Then you two are not from the same village, right?"

"What the hell do you care about which village I belong to?" Ma Si screamed and rushed towards Shangguan Xiaohu.

Thirty seconds later, Ma Si squatted next to Ma San, rubbing his swollen cheeks, and yelled at Jiao Baldzi who entered the hospital: "Bald man! You are finally back! Hurry up and deal with him, and avenge our shame!"

Jiao Baldzi looked at the two brothers squatting on the ground, as well as Shangguan Xiaohu next to him, with confusion on his face: "Didn't you say that Brother Zhe is back? What are you doing squatting here?"

"He was brought back by Brother Zhe. Neither of us has ever beaten him in boxing!" Ma San looked at Jiao Baldzi angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, beat him first!"

Shangguan Xiaohu looked at Jiao Baldzi and asked sideways, "Are you also a boxing practitioner at the age of six?"

"I haven't practiced before!" When Jiao Tuozi saw the embarrassed appearance of the Ma family brothers, he knew that Shangguan Xiaohu was not an ordinary cannon. He immediately explained tactfully: "Your grudges have nothing to do with me. I just came back to drink. Besides,

No, I didn’t mess with you, and I’m still disabled. If you beat me up, wouldn’t your conscience hurt?”

Shangguan Xiaohu looked at Jiao Baldzi and said, "Disabled? You have hands and feet. Where are you disabled?"
Chapter completed!