On Sunday morning, Haolong woke up. He drank too much last night, and the five of them were lying on the sofa. On the floor, Haolong removed the golden monkey's smelly feet from his legs, got up, went to the bathroom, and sobered up.
Haolong came to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror, "Oh, is this me? Why am I so pale? Why do I look so haggard?" Haolong wanted to shave, but he couldn't find a razor. Today
I have to go borrow money with my beard again.
"Borrowing money, who should I borrow it from?" After Haolong washed his face, he sat on the sofa and sat on the sofa. He said it was more or less. The question was who to borrow it from.
Ren Tianxing? Haolong thought about it, the boss of Beicheng wouldn't care about the money but he vetoed it. He is also the boss of a gang after all, and he conquered Fifth Avenue not long ago. Doesn't it look too worthless to go to others to borrow money?
Promising
But there are not many rich people with whom I have a good relationship, Wei Suonan? How much money can a teacher have? Not to mention Han Guo Zhong, a female colleague at my school who runs a Taekwondo gym and I also saved his life.
, no matter what, you can come up with this money
Taekwondo gym? Haolong smiled and thought, isn't Mr. Xiahe the best target? I really regret not asking for more than 500,000, and now I have to borrow it to make a decision, so I went to see Mr. Xiahe.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Haolong rode his motorcycle to the Xiahe family in Huayuan Community. The people in the Xiahe family were very familiar with Haolong, so Haolong drove the motorcycle in directly.
"Mr. Hao? What kind of wind brought Mr. Hao here?" The person who came to say hello was Xia Hefeng, whom he had not seen since the end of the martial arts competition.
"Oh, it's nothing, I want to visit the old man," Haolong said
"Oh, my father should be practicing kung fu." At this point, Xia Hefeng's face showed a trace of sadness, "Hey, I don't know what's going on with my father recently. He seems to be worried, but he doesn't say anything to us, our children and grandchildren.
Sir, can you inquire about it?”
Hao Long nodded, it turns out that Mr. Xia He also has a problem. If he can help him deal with it, maybe he can get half a million for free. Thinking of this, Hao Long chuckled, "No problem, I'll go find the old man myself."
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Hao Long went to the back garden alone. The scenery was very nice. The old man was resting on a deck chair on the lawn without practicing. He also had a tobacco bag in his hand. He was blowing smoke rings from time to time. Hao Long was really strange. He knew him.
The old man has never smoked. It seems that this old man is really troubled.
Haolong did not go forward, but went back to Xia Hefeng and asked for a bottle of wine. Xia Hefeng took out a bottle of Maotai and gave it to Haolong. Haolong took the Maotai and went to find the old man again.
"Hey, life! Asking what love is in this world makes people worried..." Mr. Xiahe smoked a cigarette and shouted a few words from time to time, like a young man who had just lost his love.
Haolong tiptoed behind Mr. Xiahe, put the wine on the ground and covered the old man's eyes.
"Oh, Tingting, please stop making trouble," Mr. Xia He said impatiently. It seemed that Xia Heting often used this trick on his grandfather. Mr. Xia He reached out to pluck Haolong's hand, "Hey, that's not right, the hand is so rough.
,Whose is it? Xiaowei? No, Mingguang? No, who are you?"
"Hahaha..." Haolong smiled, "It seems that the old man has forgotten me. Xiaosheng is so sad."
When Mr. Xia He heard it, he heard a familiar voice, "Haolong!"
Haolong let go of his hand and sat cross-legged in front of the old man, "What's wrong, old man, I see you looking sad."
Seeing that it was Haolong who had arrived, Mr. Xiahe was very happy when he placed his pipe on the table next to him. You must know that Mr. Xiahe is not young anymore. Many of his friends have passed away. An old man feels very lonely, but he still
He and Hao Long chatted happily, and the two of them seemed to have known each other for years. "You kid, why did it take you so long to come to visit my old man?" Mr. Xia He patted Hao Long on the shoulder.
Haolong chuckled, "I'm afraid you'll keep giving me those cow dung pills."
Mr. Xiahe's face sank, "That's the secret medicine!" Then he burst out laughing.
"Come on, old man, let's have a drink." Haolong took out the bottle of Moutai
Mr. Xia He stared at the wine in Haolong's hand, "Huh? Why does this wine look so familiar to me? Ah, you kid, this is the Maotai I have treasured for many years!" After saying that, he stretched out his hand to grab it.
Haolong put the wine in his arms, "Hey, didn't I forget to bring the wine? So I'll borrow a bottle first." Haolong unscrewed the lid, and suddenly, a smell of wine penetrated Haolong's nostrils.
I took a big sip on my head
Mr. Xia He felt distressed when he saw it, "Oh, my wine has been wasted by you."
"Do you want to drink it or not?" Haolong asked.
"Drink, why don't you drink?" Mr. Xiahe picked up the wine and took a sip.
Hao Longguang took the wine, but there was no cup, so he drank it one sip at a time, just like he was drinking with Ren Tianxing.
"Ah! What a delicious wine," Mr. Xiahe praised, "Say, what's the matter with you kid?"
Haolong glared, "You knew there must be something wrong with me. I came to visit you with a sincere heart."
"Tch, it's just you!" Mr. Xiahe gave Haolong a big roll of his eyes, "You don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything?"
"Okay, I told you, I have no money." Haolong went straight to the topic.
The old man actually raised his middle finger to Hao Long, "It's vulgar, it's vulgar! What age are you, and you still talk about money? How hurtful is this. Smell it, this wine doesn't smell good anymore."
Haolong slapped the old man's middle finger and said, "I'm serious. I spent all my money treating my brother's grandma and renovating a street."
"Oh, how much do you want?" Mr. Xiahe took another sip of wine.
"Well, it's not much, five hundred thousand, I'll pay it back if you borrow it." Haolong signed the guarantee
Mr. Xia He put down his drink and said, "Yes, I believe you." But the trace of disappointment on his face did not escape Hao Long's eyes.
"Old man, tell me, what's on your mind? I heard from Xia Hefeng," Haolong asked
The old man was reminded of his sadness by Hao Long again, and he picked up the cigarette bag on the table again and smoked, "Hey, do you know what is most terrifying for an old man?"
"The most terrifying thing?" Haolong thought for a while, "The children are unfilial? Can't they die for you?"
Mr. Xia He angrily hit Hao Long on the head with his pipe, "You really hope that no one will die for me?"
"Ouch, it hurts so much. What is that? I'm not old and inexperienced yet."
The old man glanced at Haolong and said, "I'm telling you, it's loneliness! So, what I smoke is not cigarettes, it's loneliness."