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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Three Seeing and Parting

Perhaps because he had eaten wontons here more than ten times, Gu Changfeng had no rules when he spoke at this time, and he laughed: "Old man Deng, Old man Deng, look at your weather-beaten appearance, you told me that you were also a handsome young man when you were young. Old man Deng, do you think you were beaten on a rainy day, and you were idle, just tell me jokes and lively atmosphere?"

Old Man Deng stopped wiping the table, stared at him and said angrily: "Who is telling you a joke? The young people on Zhuque Street don't know about this kind of thing, but there are no ones who have lived for a long time. When I was young, I was a playboy with frivolous clothes and horses, and a generous Dongling playboy. Is this kind of messy thing I should still have to play a puzzle with you?"

Seeing that the old man Deng was really righteous, Gu Changfeng felt a little interested in his heart. He lowered his head and sipped a small sip of warm chicken soup, and said with a smile: "Old man Deng, look at your appearance, it seems that what you said just now is true. Come on, it's raining tonight, there are few guests. Old Deng, you can also serve a bowl of wontons. I'll treat you. Let's have a good chat."

"Old man, how many years have I been building this wonton stall? Do you want me to ask?" Old man Deng laughed and scolded Gu Changfeng, but got up and poured a bowl of steaming white water for himself and Gu Changfeng. After sitting down again, he was guarding the bowl of steaming white water. His expression was complex and changeable, and he should have fallen into deep thought.

Gu Changfeng took a chopstick of wontons into his mouth and chewed them in his mouth, and said with a smile: "Okay, Lao Deng, don't worry about spring and autumn here. If you have anything to say with this little rain, don't worry, you can get my ears out. When the little rain stops, I will rot this matter into my stomach."

Old Man Deng smiled bitterly and shook his head, slowly said, "What's wrong with this kind of thing? More than ten years ago, the cloth industry here was the first, with the surname Deng. The 'old peace' back then was my family's industry. At the peak, half of the Zhuque Street was my land. At that time, did you say that I would be glorious when I went out?"

Gu Changfeng had unconsciously stopped the chopsticks for eating. Although he had never heard of Lao Xianghe's golden signboard, he looked glorious and proud after seeing the old man Deng talking about the past. Besides, half of the Zhuque Street was the property of the Deng family. How could the Deng family not be glorious back then?

After a little bit of words brewing in his mind, Gu Changfeng spoke carefully: "Since it was so prosperous back then, now... how can you become like this now?"

Speaking of this, Old Man Deng didn't feel sad at this moment. He smiled openly and said slowly: "In this world, where is there a prosperous family? Where is there a prosperous industry? Lao Xianghe has been standing in Luoyun City for so many years because we have always mastered the best method of dyeing local cloths. However, as silk silk gradually became popular in Dongling, my Lao Xianghe's big ship is really a big family and a big tail. If you want to transform, you don't know how many people are involved in the interests of many people, and you don't know how many people's jobs will be destroyed. So Lao Xianghe has been in a state of self-confidence. Slowly, under the impact of this emerging cloth, Lao Xianghe has gradually withered."

Gu Changfeng was fascinated by hearing this, lowered his head and held up a chopstick of wontons and chewed it slowly, and said softly: "But every family that has flourished should have a few of their own trump cards. This is like playing the Ye Zi card. Even if the status of the card is replaced, few big families will really lose. Moreover, in terms of Lao Xianghe's status and family background, even if it is really defeated, it is not just to let you have food and clothing, but even if you live a good life, it is still no problem?"

After hearing Gu Changfeng said this, Old Man Deng's face turned dim. He forced his eyes to open his eyes and smiled bitterly: "You guy is right. When my Deng family was in decline, my father left me three shops, tens of thousands of taels of gold and silver. Not to mention making a living, even if you really live a life of food and clothing, it is definitely no problem. It's just a pity... It's a pity that my old Deng is incompetent in education. The gold and silver property of tens of thousands of taels of gold and silver was defeated by my unscrupulous son in just half a year!"

Gu Changfeng was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect that Old Man Deng, who seemed to have been through the weather and always showed joy and laughter, would have such a turbulent past. He wanted to comfort Old Man Deng, but opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

Old Man Deng shook his head and vomited a heavy breath from his lungs. After smiling indifferently, he said, "All these destructive things have passed. It's better not to mention them. It's not that I, Old Deng, speaks loudly. Now, I feel that this kind of life is pretty good. Although it's harder every day, at least I don't have to worry about food or clothing. Without money at home, my incompetent son can't go to the gambling stage anymore. Although he is not a good student, he is at least a coincidence. Now he is an apprentice with Carpenter Li and can accompany him to drink two cups when he goes home at night. This day, I think it's more than a hundred times better than the day when he was wearing a hawk and fighting dog every day."

Gu Changfeng let out a long sigh in his heart and whispered: "Old Deng, your voice is a turbulent ups and downs. You have lived your life for most of your life. No matter what, it is the real life of your wife and children."

Old Man Deng picked up the slightly cooler Bai Kai and sipped it gently. Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Yes, what should be passed is gone, and what is left now is true. Boy Gu, I think you are not an ordinary young man. Not only are you handsome, but you are also smart and active in thinking. The most important thing is that you have a good character and cannot make deviations in grasping big things. Generally, those who can accomplish big things are people like you. But now, Old Man Deng, I still have to overestimate your ability to persuade you. The road you will take may be long in the future, but don't get involved in gambling. This word doesn't seem to be heavy. Many people always think that they are 'small gambling to make love, big gambling hurts the body', but these... are nonsense!"

Old Man Deng paused, his face became a little more serious. He looked at Gu Changfeng's cheek and said word by word: "If you really get gambling, then this thing will stick to you like a maggot with bones, and it will penetrate into your bones. As long as you get infected, it is impossible for you to quit. Every time you quit, you have made up your mind to get rid of these bad habits in a heart-wrenching way, but you believe me, at least half a month or two, this feeling of wanting to gamble again emerges like a maggot with bones. You can never completely quit gambling. You can only defeat it again, but every time you defeat it, the more intense counterattack will come immediately. So, boy Gu, listen to me, don't be involved in gambling in this life!"

Gu Changfeng stood up, bowed to Old Man Deng sincerely, and said sincerely: "Old Deng, don't worry, I have recorded all these words. No matter what the situation is, I will never touch dice. The word "gambling" is a real knife. I understand this principle."

Old Deng turned around and looked at Ye Yu on the street. After waiting just now, the night rain not only did not tend to decrease, but gradually became heavier and heavier. Continuous rain curtains flowed down from the dark eaves, and finally gathered on the street into streams of water flowing wildly.

Old Man Deng shook his head and pulled out a slightly worn oil paper umbrella from the wonton shop to hand it to Gu Changfeng. He shook his head and sighed: "The rain in Dongling has always been a strange temper. Otherwise, it will not stop falling. I see that the rain will not stop tonight. I have to close the stall. If it is consumed, there will be no customers. Don't wait any longer. I'm afraid that the rain will be getting heavier tonight. The wontons tonight were invited by the old man. This oil paper umbrella was borrowed from you. You must remember to return it!"

Gu Changfeng didn't see anything at this time. He smiled and took the oil paper umbrella, thanked her casually, then opened the oil paper umbrella and walked out of the wonton stall under the eaves.

But Gu Changfeng's right foot just fell on the bluestone street, but suddenly there was a faint vibration coming from the bluestone slab under his feet. Even the rain on the street seemed to have slight ripples. However, when Gu Changfeng wanted to feel it sideways, the vibration disappeared. After waiting in place for a long time, there was no abnormal movement coming.

Old man Deng, who was packing the wonton stall under the eaves, glanced at Gu Changfeng and said angrily: "You guy is stupid? You stand at the entrance of your alley and dare not go in? Are you still afraid that your young wife who has not passed the door will scold you? It's no big deal for a real man to drink some flower wine, so don't go too far..."

"Old Deng, I don't have time to grind your teeth!" Gu Changfeng waved his hand and interrupted Old Man Deng's words, and said with a serious expression, "Did you feel something wrong just now?"

"No?" This time it was Old Deng's turn to be slightly stunned. After listening for a while, then raising his eyes to the distance for a while, then shook his head and smiled, "Did you just drink and drink too much? What's wrong? Okay, the old man is going home to find my wife and children. Your boy's house is right at the door, why don't you go in quickly?"

Gu Changfeng could not feel any abnormal movement at this time. He shook his head and sighed in secretly. After holding an umbrella in the night rain, he walked towards Baoping Lane.

The night rain is getting heavier and heavier, and it is quite a trend of overwhelming rain.

Gu Changfeng had already walked to the entrance of Baoping Lane at this time, but as soon as he turned into the alley, his steps stopped instantly.
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