After Mrs. Di entered the living room, she didn't see the old man reading the newspaper inside, so she asked, "Where is the master?"
A servant replied: "Madam, I heard from them that the master seems to have gone to a place called Qing County, and he took his bodyguard with him."
As soon as Mrs. Di heard the word Qingxian, she was furious. She stretched out her hand and knocked all the fruits on the coffee table to the ground: "Di Wanguo is really getting more and more unruly. At the beginning, he called the bodyguards.
I just put up with the search. Unexpectedly, he actually took action in person. It seems that he won't give up until he finds his old lover. Huh, that's just too much!"
"Madam, calm down, Madam, calm down..." Lao Sang hurriedly stepped forward to help her and said: "Madam, it seems that we can't sit back and ignore it like this. The more you don't take it seriously, the more unscrupulous I will be. What if?
If he really finds his old lover, it's hard to say what will happen in the future..."
Madam Di's eyes widened, and she gritted her teeth and said, "You are right, no matter what, we cannot let him find someone!"
Then, Mrs. Di whispered quietly in Lao Sang's ear for a while, and Lao Sang turned around and went out.
Mrs. Di sat down on the sofa and shouted at the panicked servants: "Get out of here, everyone!"
The servants ran out in a hurry. When the madam went crazy, she was not recognized by her relatives.
Qingxian County, a county seat only more than 60 kilometers away from G City, is one of the few ancient cities that is relatively well-preserved today.
In the bustling streets, Di Wanguo, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, strolled through this place that seemed familiar, but the people had changed.
"Sir, it's windy. It's better to go back to the car and sit down. We can do the inquiring," the bodyguard said cautiously.
But Di Wanguo didn't seem to have listened to the bodyguard's words. His eyes were full of reminiscence and he walked forward by himself. The bodyguard behind him was holding a parasol high to wait on him, and he was so tired that he was sweating profusely.
Suddenly, Di Wanguo stopped. He walked to a small stall selling tofu curd and stared at the wooden barrel with most of the tofu curd below the stall for more than ten seconds. After that, he became excited.
stand up.
Because he found a block letter with the word "Cui" on the barrel!
That was the mark he made for Tweety back then. Because Tweety said she liked his bookish temperament, he engraved all the tools she used to sell tofu.
'The words are exactly from his handwriting!
When the stall owner selling tofu puffs saw such a big boss looking at the bucket of tofu puffs so excitedly, he smiled and said: "Don't worry, big boss, my artificial tofu puffs are not the best in the county, but I dare not say that they are the best."
It is definitely the freshest tofu puff in Qing County. Even though this bucket is a bit old, the tofu puff tastes very good. Do you want to try a bowl?"
Di Wanguo didn't say whether he wanted it or not, but pointed to the bucket containing the tofu curd and asked: "Where is the owner of this bucket... now?"
The vendor was stunned for a moment and said: "It's far away in the horizon, but it's right in front of you. I'm the owner of that bucket, boss. Is there any problem?"
Di Wanguo suddenly said angrily: "You lied, this bucket is clearly not yours!"
The small vendor was shocked and didn't understand why this big boss who looked so grand would be angry over a bucket. In desperation, he had to say: "Actually, this bucket can also be said to be mine, because it