Zhu Dazhuo's home is in a high-end community in Nanquan City. Zhu Dazhuo didn't speak much along the way, but looked at Lin Kun from time to time. His eyes when he looked at Lin Kun were complicated, including panic, surprise, and surprise...
The story of the dragon crossing the river in the three northeastern provinces has been widely spread in the streets and alleys of Nanquan City recently. Where there are people in the world, there are rivers and lakes, and wherever there are alleys, there must be a few who stay awake all day and night.
You fools, some of these people are ruffians
Some hooligans just have a dream of being in the arena. Don’t underestimate these people. They may not know what was broadcast on the news broadcast last night, but if you ask them about the big and small things in the arena, which one?
His eyes are definitely shining and his mouth is eloquent.
And with the development of the Internet, there are now many such forums on the Internet. Among them, there is a place on the Internet called Jianghu Forum. There are sections for all regions in China. They all talk about Jianghu affairs. Every Jianghu forum has a
You can know all the troubles in the corresponding regional section. However, this forum is not something that can be entered casually. You must have an invitation code to enter.
Zhu Dazhuo, a good man who had dreamed of being in the world since he was a child, bought it from a middle-aged man named Brother Dao for two hundred yuan in the alley where his family used to live. Brother Dao was also a powerful man in the past.
Lin Lin boasted about how powerful he was, but within two years of accepting Zhu Dazhuo's money, he was arrested and taken to the police station, and was accused of obscenity by the old lady of the neighborhood committee...
Zhu Dazhuo often hangs out on the forum. His family is in good condition and his father is a successful man. He has not been able to influence him into a positive and motivated person. It is because his parents are busy with work and cannot take care of him. He always likes
Immerse yourself in some martial arts novels and movies.
As for Wang Linkun of the Northeast, he had seen a few photos on the Jianghu regional section of the three northeastern provinces, but they were not very clear. He didn't know whether the person who took the photos had a low-pixel phone, or whether he deliberately created a sense of mystery.
Especially recently, Zhu Dazhuo's eyes shone with admiration for some of the fierce tiger-like operations performed by the Northeast King Guojianglong in Dongshan Province. It is no exaggeration to say that this was in the car. If he was outside, he would have wished to do it.
He kowtowed to Lin Kun again to show his inner worship.
The car stopped downstairs, and Lin Kun got out of the car. Zhu Dazhuo was a little dazed, but Lu Xiaomei was quite natural. Zhu Dazhuo always liked to talk to her about things in the world. Little girls don't like bloody events.
Zhu Dazhuo talked so excitedly every time that in the end she was half asleep and couldn't listen at all.
Lu Xiaomei came over and touched Zhu Dazhuo, "Help carry the things. Let's go. Auntie is still waiting at home."
Zhu Dazhuo quickly came to his senses and smiled politely at Lin Kun, "Lin, Boss Lin, please come inside..."
Lin Kun looked at Zhu Dazhuo in confusion. Zhu Dazhuo was obviously a little nervous. He smiled and said, "Goodbye, Boss Lin. I should be a few years older than you. Just call me Brother Kun, or just call me by my name."
"Kun, Brother Kun..."
Zhu Dazhuo smiled, and the expression on his face became a little shy again, "Brother Kun, in fact, I have always been treating you..."
Lin Kun interrupted: "If you have anything to say, let's talk about it later. Let's lead the way."
"Ai!"
Zhu Dazhuo quickly agreed and walked in front to lead the way. The access control of the corridors of this high-end community was fingerprint password. Zhu Dazhuo opened the door and let Lin Kun and Lu Xiaomei in first. Although this was just a small detail.
, but fell into Lin Kun’s eyes.
It is understandable that Zhu Dazhuo treated him respectfully and opened the door to make way for him. He was also so considerate to Lu Xiaomei, which made Lin Kun look particularly high on Zhu Dazhuo.
In this luxury community, there are all large-sized houses, with buildings with up to five floors. Each floor is an independent house, which totals at least 300 square meters.
It was not the first time for Lu Xiaomei to come to Zhu Dazhuo's house, so she acted very naturally. Lin Kun had thought that the economic conditions of Zhu Dazhuo's house were not bad before, but he did not expect to be so rich. The land here belongs to the prosperous area of Nanquan City, and
Living in such a big house, the price of this house alone is around tens of millions at least.
"Mom, I'm back!"
Zhu Dazhuo called out when he walked into the house, but no one in the house answered. Zhu Dazhuo looked at the shoe rack at the door and whispered to himself: "I have all my shoes at home, I guess I haven't gone out..." As he said,
While taking out his slippers, he called Lin Kun and Lu Xiaomei to come in.
Lin Kun was brought to the living room, Lu Xiaomei poured water for Lin Kun, and Zhu Dazhuo went to the innermost bedroom.
This is a very spacious and bright bedroom. The overall decoration style is the same as the living room outside. It adopts the most modern European decoration, which is luxurious and elegant at the same time.
On the big bed in the bedroom, a middle-aged woman in her forties was sleeping, covered with a thin quilt. The woman's skin was very white, not crystal clear, but a little pale. Her cheekbones were very high.
, the cheeks are very thin, and the exposed hand is also skinny, looking a bit scary.
Zhu Dazhuo looked at his mother on the bed and felt heartache in his heart. Since his mother got anorexia, she has been losing weight day by day. She used to hold an important position in the government, but later because her body couldn't bear it anymore, she temporarily suspended her work and returned home to recuperate. Famous doctor
We have invited many experts, including some experts from Yanjing, but the results are not very satisfactory. So now we can only watch my mother lose weight day by day. If the condition does not improve, she may not be able to survive for a few more months.
, my mother is about to pass away...
Thinking of the sadness, Zhu Dazhuo couldn't help but wiped away his tears, gritted his teeth and said, "Mom, don't worry, there will be a way to cure your disease. You haven't seen me get married and give you a grandchild, so you won't."
Something will happen, Mom..."
After Lin Kun sat in the living room and drank a glass of water, he asked Lu Xiaomei to take him to the kitchen. Since Zhu Dazhuo's mother got anorexia, let alone eating normally, the smell of cooking fumes would be strong.
It's disgusting, so their kitchen hasn't been used for a long time, but it's still spotless.
Lu Xiaomei told Lin Kun that these were wiped by Zhu Dazhuo's mother. Zhu Dazhuo's mother was a very clean person. Even if she was not feeling well, she would clean the room every day. She didn't like strangers coming to the house, especially
After I got sick, I didn’t ask for part-time work.
Lin Kun checked all the utensils in the kitchen. The kitchen was large and all utensils were complete. Lin Kun first put the soup, bones and meat from the pressure cooker he brought into a stew pot, and turned on the fire.
After simmering, I picked up the chopping board and started preparing various ingredients.
Lu Xiaomei did not leave, but stayed in the kitchen to spank her little hands. This girl was beautiful, her two little hands were white, tender and slender. At first glance, she did not look like she was doing rough work, but her spanking was not artificial at all.
Lu Xiaomei's cooking was not good enough, but it was better to have someone to help than to work alone. After preparing the ingredients, Lin Kun started to light the wok and start stir-frying.
The clanking sound in the kitchen made Zhu Dazhuo's mother, Yu Xiuying, who was sleeping on the bed, frown slightly. Although there was no smell of oil smoke in the bedroom, hearing the sound of the clinking of spatulas made her instinctively feel sick.