Ge Zhuang is a very pragmatic person. He convinced him to start from the perspective of interests. Of course, who doesn’t love Grandpa Mao? I also thought about finding a way to quickly guide Ge Zhuang and me out of poverty and become rich.

In addition, there is another reason I didn't say. I wanted to find my grandfather and ask why this old man abandoned his family and his family and grandson, and insisted on finding the "historical truth" of Lao Shizi. Can he be used as a meal if he finds it?

After a while, Ge Zhuang and I walked to Chen Yun again. Ge Zhuang said, "Big Girl, it's not impossible to give you something. We are not as good as our friendship that can last forever. But I want to ask if there is news about the big tomb next time, can you continue to choose to cooperate with me and Xiao Pumpkin? You go and find the truth about your history. Xiao Pumpkin and I, make some money, and at the same time, can also protect you."

How could Chen Yun not understand Ge Zhuang's little thoughts? He immediately said yes, but it was still the same rule. I will talk about it when I believe it. However, you are prohibited from acting privately, otherwise I will report it to you.

Ge Zhuang smiled and said, "Big Girl, look at what you said. Without your equipment support, Xiao Pumpkin and I dare not go to the tomb?" Besides, what era is this? Do you think guns are so easy to do.

As he was talking, Brother Zi suddenly walked out of the door and walked straight to the place where Ge Zhuang was hanging a pig in the water. He has recovered almost the same as a normal person. Apart from not speaking, he always had a playing card face, expressionless face, and his behavior and expression are not much different from that of ordinary people.

We all stopped and turned our eyes to Brother Zi, but Brother Zi ignored us. He still took the pig into the water and entered the house as usual. He also closed the big iron door. I guessed that another gust of wind was sweeping away the clouds on the other side of the door.

Chen Yun said, "How did you raise him like this?" Ge Zhuang and I both smiled bitterly, saying that Brother Zi was completely natural, so how can we control this?

Chen Yun looked at the closed iron door and was stunned for a moment and said that he was like this now, even if he walked on the street, he would not be recognized. He would take him out to bask in the sun more often when he had time.

I quickly said Chen Yun, are you so excited because you saw that he is pretty? I tell you, this is not good. No matter how handsome Brother Zi is, he is still an ancient man who has been dead for more than two thousand years. Besides, don’t look at him as similar to a normal person on the surface, but he has no thinking, can neither speak nor the reaction of a normal human being. Why don’t you consider me? I am also very handsome!

Chen Yun rolled her eyes and said, "Don't talk nonsense." I just think that Brother Zi is so weird. Is he a dead person or a living person? If he continues to raise this way, will he one day restore his thinking ability and become exactly the same as a normal person?

I said that wouldn't he be a monster? I have never died for two thousand years, so I look more and more handsome as I grow up. Is this awesome guy not wanting us supporting roles to live?

Chen Yun laughed "Puchi" and said, let's not talk about him for now. Since Brother Zi can live well with you, then continue to raise him like this. I really hope that one day he can find his memories and tell me all the secrets of Cuba. I don't have to work so hard to get archaeology.

Ge Zhuang and I were responsible for carrying all the jars out and putting them in the reserve compartment of the jeep driven by Chen Yun. Ge Zhuang looked at the bottles and jars in the trunk, as if he was about to lose his own father. He was reluctant to let go. He glanced at his eyes again and again, with a look of struggle and hesitation. I was afraid that he would suddenly regret it, so I quickly closed the trunk and whispered, Fatty, have we both discussed it? Who are you showing this look?

Ge Zhuang said that it was all money. Fatty, I have never seen so much money in my life. Little Pumpkin blames you. For the sake of revolution, the lower body of the body, Fatty, and so many hairy grandpas, this may be the only chance for us brothers to get rich in our lives.

I said, "Bao, you can close your mouth, get in the car, and go back and ask the old man how these things come about.

We got on Chen Yun's little jeep and drove lightning all the way. In less than a cigarette, we returned to the gate of Ge Zhuang's courtyard. Chen Yun found a place to settle the car, pointed to the several big horses in front, and told Ge Zhuang that you have a guest?

Ge Zhuang and I rubbed our eyes and quickly jumped out of the jeep. We saw several high-end cars parked on the front yard, and felt a little incredible.

In those days, there were very few people who could afford cars. I'm afraid there wouldn't be many high-end goods like Da Ben. I'm afraid there would be no more cars in Chongqing. I asked Ge Zhuang, is the leader from Beijing coming to your house to break into your house? Should we avoid it for the time being? Ge Zhuang said something wrong. If it were that old leader, the car placed at the gate of the courtyard should be Hongqi, so how could it be a foreign product?

Chen Yun pushed us from behind and said, "What are you doing when you stand there?" Especially you fat man, you are so vulgar, how come you go back to your home, just like a thief."

Ge Zhuangda turned black and said, "Who are you calling a thief?" Haven't you figured out what to say when you go in?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cup was thrown from the front yard, and then we heard the old man losing his temper, "Get out, you are not welcome here!"

The old man was angry, which was a big deal. Ge Zhuang and I quickly picked up a rolling pin and a shoulder pole from the front of the courtyard, and rushed into the gate with a fierce look. Ge Zhuang shouted, "Whoever dared to come to my house to act wildly!"

Ge Zhuang and I were stunned for a pair of eyes. It was the Japanese who sat in the yard who spent a lot of money to buy the broken jar from us.

Ge Zhuang and I looked at each other, and couldn't help but say a lot of pain. Is history going to repeat itself? This old man found out that he was fooled and brought people over to cause trouble?

But I should call the police for such a thing. How could anyone come to the door to ask for an explanation? When I arrived at my own place, Ge Zhuang and I couldn’t be timid. I cleared my throat and said, “What kind of work are you here to do here?

Fujinohatsu spoke with a fluent Chinese accent and said, "Don't be nervous, I came here to visit you and wanted to discuss business with you."

"Discuss business?" Ge Zhuang and I were a little confused. Ge Zhuang grabbed the rolling pin and walked over and said, "What else is there to talk about business? Is that jar not enough to sell it to you? The old man doesn't want to see the Japanese, don't come to my house!

Fujinohawk stood up from the chair with a very respectful attitude. He even bowed to the old man, saying that we have been reconciled for so many years, so why should we still hold on to the old hatred of the country? This time I came to China, I went through legal and formal channels, and came with a friendly and cooperative mentality. I took the liberty to visit and asked my friends not to be surprised.

"Who is friends with your dog's grandson? You robbers, animals that are worse than pigs and dogs, get out of here!" The old man grabbed a kitchen knife in his hand and blocked the gate of the main hall fiercely. Look, he was about to fight his best, and the veins on his forehead were also bulging.
Chapter completed!