Said Muhammad Banisadr took Lin Mo to a low bungalow with a yard, looked around, and said: "This is it. ([] .) Walk a few steps and hand over the
Go to the door.
The old woman accepted it dubiously, and then unexpectedly closed the door.
Looking at the closed wooden door, Lin Mo and Said looked at each other, neither of them expected the other's reaction.
Said shrugged at Lin Mo, "That's how it is here. Lin Mo didn't say anything, just nodded. It's just local custom, understandable."
Just when Lin Mo and Said were about to turn around and leave, the wooden door suddenly opened.
The old woman stopped Said and said a few words. Said pulled Lin Mo and said, "Wait a moment. She asked us to wait at the door for a while while she prepared, and then invited us in."
"All right!"
Lin Mo guessed that the other party must have been frightened by the cash in his pocket. The euros and US dollars in it were a favor that he and "Yuri" put together, which was enough for the other party to live a decent life.
In addition to money, the bag also contained "Monkey's" photos, audio recordings, video CDs and other personal belongings. "Monkey" had already considered the dangers of death team battles and made preparations early, but he didn't expect to use them in the end.
He tried his best to leave as many thoughts as possible to his family.
These things are enough to prove that Lin Mo's words are true or not.
I don't know how long it will take to wait for "Monkey"'s employer, Northrop Grumman, to deliver the money to buy the life. People like the old and the United States tend to let the tea go cold when people leave, and they don't know how to talk about it at all.
What a human touch.
The old woman shouted several times toward the door. A little boy among the children watching the Western scene in the alley responded. He seemed to have heard some instructions and ran away to an unknown place.
"Please wait a moment. She asked her grandson, the youngest son of Abu Hassan Zargar, to call the imam in the village. This will make it easier for us to enter."
Lin Mo's hiring of a local guide now seems to be a wise choice. Said serves as a good bridge between Lin Mo and the locals.
After a while, two old men, led by a little boy, arrived at the door of Abu Hassan Zargar's house. They nodded and smiled at Lin Mo and Said, knocked on the door, and called out.
Lin Mo's tactical armor did not arouse much surprise. This was not what everyone was paying attention to.
At this moment, the old woman opened the heavy wooden door and said to Lin Mo and Said: "I'm really sorry for keeping our distinguished guests waiting. Please come in."
She led the two elderly imams and Lin Mo into the courtyard.
Although there is no hint of modernity in the courtyard made of adobe, it is well organized and very refreshing.
Lin Mo saw that in addition to the old woman, there were two younger women busy. One was raising smoke in the kitchen, and the other was lighting a small stove and seemed to be preparing tea.
There was a cry of a boy and a girl in the room, but it stopped quickly. Maybe "Monkey"'s family members already knew the sad news, and maybe they suppressed their sadness because they were worried about the presence of guests.
Said led Lin Mo in accordance with local customs and kept reminding Lin Mo in a low voice that this guide was very competent and there was not a single flaw in the details.
The old woman handed the letter that Lin Mo brought to the two imams. The imams took a look at it and talked with the old woman for a while, then turned their heads and said to Lin Mo and the others solemnly: "I am very grateful to these two friends who came from afar.
Bring the news of Abu Hassan. Abu Hassan is a warrior. Although he has returned to the embrace of God, he will live in our hearts forever. We cannot accept these money."
Completely beyond Lin Mo's expectation, the two old imams actually pushed the canvas bag back to Lin Mo. The canvas bag was quite deflated. Maybe there was only money left in it. Judging from how thick it was still holding up, it was quite a fortune.
of numbers.
Said immediately translated the other party's words to Lin Mo, and couldn't help but look at the other party in surprise.
Moving far away to send money to a friend's family seems to be an extraordinary friendship.
Lin Mo was startled, shook his head and said: "No. Abu Hassan Zargar is our best comrade. He is a hero and a great Islamic warrior. Before he died, he asked us to take care of him.
Family members, please don’t let us become dishonest people. The compensation from Abu Hassan’s employer should not have been received yet. I think his family needs this money very much to maintain their lives. He also does not want his family to have difficulties in their lives.
Some friends and I are very willing to help Abu Hassan’s family, don’t worry. The money is nothing to us.”
In the heart of the dragon knight who has never had family or affection in another world, the warriors who fight and sacrifice for their families are the greatest heroes.
This is also the reason why Lin Mo, who has always been cold and autistic, took over this mission without hesitation and did not do anything to others.
Even if it is handed over to the "Demon Hunter" or "Bai Qi" team, they can still complete the task well, or even do it better than him.
The two elderly imams in the village looked at each other, whispered to each other, nodded to Lin Mo and said, "Thank you very much."
Credit is extremely important in the Islamic world, even more important than life.
In any case, Abu Hassan Zargar's family needs this money to support the family, which lacks a man as its backbone.
The two imams took into account the actual situation in Abu Hassan Zargar's family and made the decision for his mother, without further refusal.
"You are welcome!"
Lin Mo smiled and pushed the money bag back again, and the other party formally accepted it with gratitude.
Abu Hassan Zargar has two sons and a daughter. The eldest son is studying outside. The younger son and second daughter are still at home. Their growth requires more resources. All these burdens of life are placed on the only family member.
A male host, Abu Hassan Zargar.
Lin Mo can understand why "Monkey" is so desperate. He is neither a second-generation official nor a second-generation rich man. In this poor small village, he has made his way out by his own efforts. If something unexpected happens, the family will be in trouble.
No more reliance.
But it's not possible without working hard. "Monkey" doesn't want his children to be like his parents, facing the loess and turning their backs to the sky, living a hard and poor life.
Lin Mo said to his guide: "Sayed, my mission has been completed. Let's leave in a moment. I plan to stay in Iran for three days. You can take me around."
Lin Mo was very satisfied that he had taken him to the place with all his heart, and there was no cheating or cheating on him.
It's not easy to make a living these days, so Lin Mo plans to give Said a chance to make more money.
"good!"
Said's eyes immediately lit up. He and Lin Mo were paid daily commissions, plus the fare and other small things. Even though it only took three or four days, he could really make a good fortune.
"You guys, please leave after dinner. If the guests don't have lunch here, the host will feel very rude."
One of the imams saw the other person's intention to leave and said quickly. The other imam winked at Said.
Lin Mo said with an oriental reserve: "No, we don't want to disturb you too much."
A family with an orphan and a widower, and two grown men are really not suitable to stay here for too long.
"No, Mr. Molin, this is the hospitality of our Iranian people, so feel free to stay." Said did not speak for Lin Mo anymore. Instead, he stood on the other side's side and advised Lin Mo to stay and finish lunch before leaving.
The hospitality of the Iranians often exceeds the expectations of the Chinese. This kind of enthusiasm is hard to refuse, and Lin Mo accepted without being pretentious.
Although the food for lunch was simple, it was rich. Under the coordination of the imam, the village prepared the best food to entertain the two distinguished guests Lin Mo and Said.
"Uncle, are you my father's comrade-in-arms?"
"Monkey"'s little son grabbed Lin Mo after the meal. He had big clear eyes with thin and long eyelashes. He was a very beautiful and handsome Iranian boy with rosy cheeks. He was shy and shy. He seemed to be
I mustered up the courage to talk to strangers I had never met before.
"Yes! Little guy, what's your name?" Lin Mo nodded. With Said by his side, there was no need to worry about the language problem.
"My name is Ali, uncle. Thank you for bringing my father's things. There is nothing valuable at home. This is my most precious gift. Please accept it."
The little Iranian boy thrust a heavy object into Lin Mo's hand... Skipping the most difficult twist, congratulations to my cousin for breaking the 30,000 mark. Compared to those great masters, my cousin still needs to work harder.
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