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Chapter 330 Returning the Old Sweater

After Xu Erlong removed the new woolen yarn, the old sweater was left in tatters.

It seems that if I don't take care of it, there will be more stitches missing later. I'm afraid that the threads of this shabby sweater will spread out more and more, turning into a winding length of wool.

This is not difficult for Xu Erlong.

Xu Erlong found the sign used by Zhang Jinfang to knit sweaters, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and tied it up randomly with thread.

Thanks to his life in prison in his previous life, he is a grown-up man and doing manual work is not against the rules at all.

He is a young decathlete, and he was released from prison early due to his active labor reform.

Mending clothes with needle and thread was no problem at all, and closing holes in sweaters was something he could do with ease.

After a lot of tossing, Xu Erlong finally got rid of this sweater. It was Li Yong's shabby sweater. It was no different from when he got it before.

This is truly the return of things to their original owners.

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Li Yong and several other people were playing cards outside.

These people are all his accomplices. When they have nothing to do, they like to get together and gamble.

Li Yong was unlucky. He lost everything and still owed someone else fifty yuan.

"No more fighting," said the person on the other side.

"Why don't you fight? Keep fighting." Li Yong shouted, there is no guarantee that you will lose if you have a bet.

As long as you continue to gamble, you may still get your money back. If you don't gamble, you will really lose if you lose now.

"You already owe fifty yuan," the other party said.

Li Yong said with a dark face: "Are you still afraid that I can't afford the fifty yuan?"

The other two people advised: "Forget it, let's play a few more times, we also believe in Li Yong, he can make money."

Several people sat down again and continued to gamble.

It can only be said that Li Yong was indeed unlucky. He continued to lose after playing a few more games and owed another sum of money.

"Stop fighting." The other two people smiled and said: "Li Yong, listen to our advice. You are proud in love, so naturally you will be disappointed in the casino. You are afraid that if you continue to fight, you will owe more. How embarrassing.

Yes."

With that said, Li Yong was finally persuaded.

Could it be that I am really unlucky today?

"By the way, Li Yong, how have you been fishing these days? Is it time to close the hook?" Several people asked Li Yong, holding cigarettes in their mouths.

"There's no rush." ​​Li Yong said.

How could he admit to his face that he hadn't dealt with Zhang Jinfang for so long?

He analyzed Zhang Jinfang's identity, background, etc., and felt that Zhang Jinfang was an honest and honest rural woman.

Zhang Jinfang, as originally imagined, should be easy to win.

After all, she is a country woman who is ignorant and has been bullied and suppressed by men in the past. She thought she would be brilliant if she was given some sunshine.

Just give her some warmth and tease her, and she will be in love with you.

Unexpectedly, she seemed to have no such stubbornness. His enthusiasm and earnestness made her think it was comradeship.

In order to maintain his character, Li Yong could not act too radical or explicit, and wanted to wait until the relationship became more stable.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jinfang's son would suddenly come back.

But the bait had already been cast, and Li Yong was unwilling to stop just like that.

Li Yong wandered around Yuwang Street early in the morning, trying hard to create a chance encounter with Zhang Jinfang.

After all, Zhang Jinfang's scope of activities only goes so far.

But after wandering around for a long time, I didn't meet Zhang Jinfang.

Li Yong walked to the door of Xu Erlong's house like a decent middle-aged man carrying an artificial leather handbag.

Looking at the iron doors and windows, which looked heavily guarded, Li Yong was not deterred.

The more strictly guarded this is, the more proof it is that one is rich.

"Sister Zhang." Li Yong stood at the door holding his handbag with a kind and enthusiastic smile on his face.

Xu Erlong was waiting for him.

Xu Erlong walked steadily over, opened the door, and smiled at Li Yong outside the door: "Hello, what do you want from my mother?"

Li Yong had already made plans in his mind and anticipated the possibility of meeting Xu Erlong. He calmly nodded to Xu Erlong and said with a smile: "You are Xu Erlong, right? I often hear your mother mention you. Unfortunately, you were not at home a while ago.

, I never had the chance to get to know each other.”

Looking at his honest and honest look, he can really deceive many people.

Xu Erlong also smiled and said: "That's really unfortunate. By the way, what can I do for you?"

"It's nothing. It's just that a while ago, I saw that your mother had a sprained foot. I happened to know a sprain doctor and got some plasters for your mother. At that time, I forgot to tell your mother that even if the foot injury feels better,

Don't rush to walk on the ground, remember to cover your feet with a hot water bottle every day." Li Yong warned enthusiastically.

"Yeah. Got it." Xu Erlong replied.

Li Yong is unwilling to give in.

He saw Xu Erlong standing at the door, his slender and strong body blocking the door tightly, with no intention of inviting him in to talk.

He could only say: "Where is your mother? Well, two days ago, a sweater of mine was worn out. She said that she was good at handiwork and helped me mend it. I want to ask him how he did it for me.

?If she's too busy, I won't bother her."

"Is it this one?" Xu Erlong took out a net bag from the clothes hook hanging on the back of the door. In the net bag was the shabby sweater: "You came just in time, otherwise, I would have sent it to your door.

It can be regarded as returning the thing to its original owner and returning the original thing."

Li Yong was shocked and sent it to his door?

Xu Erlong took out the sweater and stuffed it into Li Yong's hand: "Take this thing. It's true that my mother is too busy at this time and can't help you. She is in a hurry and has to go out of town for a while.

, and will not come back, let me return this sweater to you."

The shabby sweater was forced into Li Yong's hands.

Li Yong was extremely embarrassed. His only excuse and reason were blocked by Xu Erlong.

There wasn't even a chance to come to my door again.

He asked unwillingly: "What's the emergency? Where did she go?"

"Well, she went to Shanghai. I sent her on the night flight last night." Xu Erlong replied.

"Ah?" Li Yong exclaimed, doesn't this mean that the fish has decoupled?

He also realized that he was too strange just now, and quickly explained: "I didn't hear her mention this. What I mean is that I work in a shipping company and know a lot of people. I can say hello, help buy tickets, etc."

.”

"No need." Xu Erlong smiled and said, "I have already arranged it."

Li Yong took the sweater and couldn't find anything else to talk about. He said awkwardly: "Well, that's too much trouble. I'm leaving."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Xu Erlong asked with a smile: "By the way, I heard that you often go to other places by boat. Over there in Shanghai, there is a saying called dismantling the White Party. What do those people do?

"

He asked Li Yong so bluntly, his face full of joking and curiosity, as if he was really just asking out of curiosity and didn't understand what it means to expose the white party.


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