It's just that despite all my calculations, I didn't realize that all of this has something to do with Mr. Niu.
But I still had some doubts and asked again:
"But I saw that the dice was taken out from Zhai Huaiyi's hand. Isn't he the elder brother of Ge Laohui?"
Mr. Niu shook his head.
"No, he is just a member of the Ge Lao Hui. It is probably the uncle who sent him to Fengtian to find you! As for the old man from the Ge Lao Hui, I haven't found a suitable opportunity to meet him yet. Oh, by the way..."
As Mr. Niu spoke, he looked up at me and said:
"We are still not sure about the true relationship between this uncle and little girl Xiaoduo. So, don't tell Xiaoduo. This girl has such a strong temper. With her temperament, if she knew about this, I don't know what she would do.
The anti-Tiangang thing is coming..."
I understand the painstaking efforts of Mr. Niu.
In fact, this is also the reason why I have not dared to tell Xiaoduo.
After all, I am not Xiaoduo.
I don't know how she would view this kind of thing.
After chatting for a few words, Mr. Niu suddenly looked at me and asked curiously:
"On the sixth day of the lunar month, I am a retired person. If it weren't for Xiaoduo this time, I wouldn't have come to Bashu. But no matter what, you have saved my life after all. When I handed Xiaoduo over to you,
In fact, I thought at the time that you just wanted to make a career in Habei. But now it seems that is not the case. Habei, you have become famous, but you did not leave any property behind, so you went to Fengtian. All your
What you do seems to have nothing to do with your career. Can you tell me conveniently why you do this?"
If it were anyone else, I would never say that.
But I don’t think so much about Mr. Niu.
"Father's hatred! But it's ridiculous to say it. I've been in the world for more than a year. I don't even know who killed my father back then. But I asked a few people, and they all said it was a mysterious case back then..."
"Father's hatred!"
Mr. Niu repeated it.
Then, he said with emotion:
"The grievances and grievances from generation to generation in the world will eventually come to nothing! I don't know anything about Qianmen. Although Zheng Ruhuan is my friend, I adhere to a principle. I will never ask more questions about things that I shouldn't know.
But I understand your feelings..."
As Mr. Niu spoke, he picked up the tea bowl and took a sip before saying again:
"On the sixth day of the lunar month, you young people alone will inevitably encounter a time when you are at the end of your road. In this case, I will give you something. This thing is not a token, but maybe it can be of some significance to you.
help!"
As soon as he finished speaking, I saw Old Niu move his finger, and a golden light flashed in front of my eyes.
Then, an exquisite knife appeared between Niu Lao's fingers.
This knife has the same shape as the one given by Xiaoduo.
It is just forged from gold, and the blade is not opened.
Taking the knife, I saw the two poems that Mr. Niu just said engraved on the knife:
"The grievances and grievances of the rivers and lakes are the same from generation to generation, and the grievances and grievances of generations will eventually become empty."
On the other side, there is a word "cow" engraved on it.
Niu Lao explained from the side:
"This little golden knife was a gift from an old friend on my fiftieth birthday. Almost all my disciples and grandsons were there at that time. They all know that I have this little golden knife. Today I give this little golden knife to me.
The knife is passed on to you. If you are at the end of your rope in a certain place, you can take this knife and go to the local Rongmen to try it. If you are lucky and have my disciples, they may be able to help you. If you are not lucky,
Haha, then you pawn this knife. At the very least, you can have two full meals..."
Mr. Niu's words were full of freedom and ease.
But I would never dare to ask for such an expensive gift.
Just as he was about to refuse, Mr. Niu immediately said:
"This little golden knife is already an extraneous thing to me. Keep it. Compared with you saving my life, what does this little thing mean?"
Seeing that Mr. Niu was so sincere, I didn't refuse anymore.
After chatting for a while, I suddenly remembered another question and asked Mr. Niu:
"Mr. Niu, isn't the mahjong competition organized by Boss Zheng just an ordinary mahjong competition? Why does he give such a high share reward?"
Niu Lao thought for a moment and explained:
"It seems like Zheng Ruhuan wants to retire, right?"
Retreat?
I thought about it, but I still don't understand.
Then just close the company and forget about it. Why do you still need to give 30% of the shares?
Mr. Niu didn't give me an answer.
After chatting with Mr. Niu for a while, Tang Lang sent me back to the hotel.
…………
The busiest person these days is Mr. Hong.
Kanye caught him every day and taught him the mahjong skills.
In a blink of an eye, it was the day of registration and drawing of lots for the Sichuan Hemp Competition.
After breakfast, we were ready to go downstairs to sign up for the lottery.
As soon as I arrived downstairs, I saw Kanye and Hong Ye standing at the door.
The moment I saw the two of them, I couldn't help but be stunned.
Because the two people today were dressed completely differently than usual.
Suit, shirt, bow tie.
I seem to be able to accept Mr. Hong's behavior.
But Kanye with his messy hair dressed like this is really a bit inconsistent.
"What are you doing? Pretending to be father and son? Going into battle as father and son soldiers?"
I asked curiously.
Mr. Hong made a bitter face and said helplessly:
"I don't want to either. Old Kanfei forced me to dress like this. No matter how I look at it, I feel like a waiter in a restaurant, not like I'm going to a competition!"
As soon as Master Hong finished speaking, Kanye stared at him and said:
"This is the first competition in your life. It must be solemn. You must win. Otherwise, your father Merlo's name will be tarnished!"