Clothes for four people cost nearly 2,000 yuan, which is enough to cover the expenses of a family of four for a year.
Of course, the big deal is the suits, which cost 800 each. This is a friendly price for Song Zihao's sake.
But Qin Wu and Zhang San were both very happy. When they first arrived, they secretly looked at the beautiful women with wavy hair and wearing toilet water.
Up to now, they watch it unscrupulously, and even make comments after watching it, as if they have returned to the Qinjiazhuang they are familiar with.
He Yuzhu thought about throwing these two guys on the dock, enjoying the happiness of working hard all day long to earn only two or three yuan, and feeling the dangers of society.
Song Zihao took them to the photo studio to take pictures. After getting the photos, they came to the police station.
After handing in photos and registering basic information, Song Zihao acted as their guarantee and then paid some money. In less than four hours, they got their ID cards.
After that, he followed Song Zihao to the hotel, got a room, and found a temporary place to live.
He Yuzhu was lying on the bed, thinking about Lou Xiao'e's current situation and wondering if she had arrived.
Compared with him, the three brothers escaped much more.
What they saw and heard today was enough to keep them busy in the village for a lifetime.
Now I am so excited that I can't sleep, and are all gathered around the TV, watching "The Yangtze River Storm" starring Li Lihua.
He Yuzhu originally wanted to stay with Song Zihao to have dinner with him, but Song Zihao declined because he had something to do in the evening, and most likely he was going to use his connections to find out the whereabouts of Brother Ma.
When Song Zihao turned to leave, He Yuzhu remembered something again and called out to him.
"Let me tell you something. I am a miracle doctor, a very powerful one."
Song Zihao was confused by his words.
He Yuzhu walked to Qin Daniu, took off his cantilever strap, and motioned for some exercise.
Without saying a word, Qin Daniu did two somersaults and then a handstand, which made Qin Wu and Zhang stupid.
They knew how deep the wound was. Seeing how badly Qin Daniu was bandaged, they thought it was not cured.
Song Zihao was also confused by He Yuzhu's saucy operation and didn't know what was going on.
"This arm was cut yesterday, with such a deep wound."
He Yuzhu came to Song Zihao and pointed out the seriousness of the wound.
He continued: "I'm almost fine today. If you are injured in the future, or if someone else is injured, you can call me. My number is..."
He Yuzhu suddenly realized that he had no big brother, not even a pager.
Okay, let the three brothers stay here, order food and drinks for them and send them to their rooms, and then he will go out with Song Zihao.
I followed Song Zihao to the commercial street, bought a pager, and gave him the number.
The two of them came between two restaurants.
Longteng Restaurant and Fengxiang Restaurant.
It's just that the Longteng Restaurant has been booked by a certain big shot, and no one is allowed to enter without an invitation letter.
So He Yuzhu could only choose Fengxiang Restaurant. This restaurant is well decorated, with two floors. The outside is clean and beautiful, and the inside is antique.
Moreover, it was lunch time and the first floor was almost full, so He Yuzhu chose a seat by the window on the second floor.
While watching the scenery and eating, Xiangjiang developed really rapidly in the 1960s, no worse than the small county town where he lived in his previous life.
And I don’t know why, but Xiangjiang is rich in beauties, and actresses in this era are springing up one after another.
This made him, who studied spring and autumn, want to enter the entertainment industry.
Since we were having hot pot, we didn't have to worry about ordering food and just ordered some food and ate whatever we wanted.
The two of them chatted while eating and drinking.
Song Zihao was very interested in He Yuzhu. He had seen people who spent a lot of money, and he had also seen stowaways.
But he has never seen the two together. Generally speaking, stowaways are people who can no longer survive and come to Xiangjiang to make a living.
What's more, rich people still use smuggling to come over by plane in the name of visiting relatives.
As for asking for proof from relatives, if you have money, everyone will be willing to be your relative.
So Song Zihao could only boldly make the assumption that He Yuzhu had no money when he came, but made a fortune in the process of coming.
As for where it came from, looking at the bloodstains all over the four of them, you don't have to guess where it came from.
Song Zihao: "Brother He, where are you from?"
He Yuzhu: "Don't be so polite. I'll call you Ahao, and you can call me Zhuzhu. Me, I'm from the capital."
Song Zihao: "Well, I won't be polite and call you Zhuzhu. The capital is not close to here, how could you think of coming here to make a living."
He Yuzhu: "My wife ran over with her children. I have no choice but to chase them."
Song Zihao: "Your reason is quite novel, so are you going to find her? Do you need my help? I'm pretty good at finding people."
He Yuzhu: "Don't bother, I still have a way to find her."
Song Zihao: "That's good. Just let me know when you need my help."
After a few words, the wine in the glass bottomed out, and He Yuzhu filled up the two glasses.
He Yuzhu: "Ah Hao, do you have a younger brother?"
Song Zihao was a little surprised and asked in confusion: "How do you know?"
He Yuzhu: "You can tell, I am also a brother, and I have a girl who just got married a year ago."
Being both brothers made Song Zihao feel more fond of He Yuzhu.
"Get married~brother~, alas!"
He picked up the wine glass and drank a glass, then continued: "Zhuzi, how is your relationship with your sister?"
He Yuzhu: "It's not bad. We have been dependent on each other since we were young, so our relationship should naturally be deeper."
Song Zihao was a little hesitant, but he couldn't help but ask: "Let me say something that I shouldn't say. If, I say if, because you killed your father, will your sister still forgive you?"
He Yuzhu: "This?! I'm not sure, but I think it should be possible. After all, if dad is gone, I will be her only relative in this world."
Song Zihao was a little moved, and the hand holding the glass turned slightly white.
Of course, the time did not last long, as the sound of filming a blockbuster (group fight) downstairs interrupted their conversation.
Troops from both sides, armed with swords, guns, sticks, mops, and toilet plugs, rushed over from both ends of the street in the middle of the hotel.
The leader of one group was wearing a big gold chain and a gold watch, and the leader of the other group was wearing a pendant from Mr. Guan and a tattoo of Zhao Zilong.
Brother: "Today is Mr. Yan's birthday. It's such a big fuss. It's hard for Mr. Yan to explain it."
Brother Jin Lianzi: "I just want them to know that no one can bear it when my big grizzly bear gets angry."
He Yuzhu heard the inexplicable familiarity and looked out the window. Sure enough, he found Lei Luo and Lard Boy drinking soda and watching the show on the balcony on the second floor opposite.
Wu Shihao and his three brothers successfully entered the wrong team. After hearing the conversation between the elder brothers on both sides, he realized later that he was now in the process of transferring teams.
Snapped!
A wine bottle flew and hit the big gold chain brother on the head.