After leaving the yacht and returning to the shore, Shen Yuan took the string of Qianlong Tongbao from the hand of the man in black and hung it back on his waist.
My mind was in chaos, and I followed Chen Qiuhong and others to the side of the road. A Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle was already parked there. Chen Qiuhong had just arranged to pick up Shen Yuan.
Shen Yuan got into the car, then lowered the glass, looked at me and said with a sly smile: "Boss Ye, if it's not exciting, it won't be fun!"
I'm so happy, sir. My legs are shaking now. If I hadn't been brave, steady, and my heart was strong enough, I would have been scared to the point of peeing. I stretched out the middle finger of my right hand towards Shen Yuan tremblingly.
He gestured to express his attitude towards him.
"Hey hey hey..." Shen Yuan didn't say much, he laughed jokingly, raised the glass, and prepared to tell the driver to drive away.
"Old man! Wait!"
I suddenly remembered something and hurried to the business car where Shen Yuan was sitting, "Just now you asked Chen Qiuhong to help you prepare some things on the yacht. If I heard correctly, you seemed to want me to inform Chen Qiuhong. What does this mean?"
, Young Master, when did I become your errand boy? I don’t seem to know you very well, and I haven’t promised you anything!”
Shen Yuan smiled and said: "Actually, it's very simple. It's just a message."
I said: "It's so simple, you don't know how to make a phone call yourself!"
"Hehe... If you don't talk about this anymore, you will definitely agree."
Shen Yuan ignored my ugly expression at all and continued: "Boss Ye, there are some things that I can't tell you right now, and you won't believe me if I tell you, but you have to remember my words, you and I,
You are the real traveler. After a while, you go out with me, and then you will understand everything, hehehehehe..."
I don’t know what it means, but Shen Yuan’s words were hard for me to understand, and I couldn’t figure it out at all, and he didn’t want to say anything more.
What do you mean, I will definitely agree! Young Master, I will fight with you today. Even if you kill me, I will not agree. You still understand everything. I understand your uncle! Watching Shen Yuan leave in the car, I am full of complaints.
hair.
After Shen Yuan left, I drove Chen Qiuhong and his daughter back to the villa on the top of the mountain. Chen Qiuhong walked out of my tattered Santana to the surprised eyes of many guests.
I took a deep breath and felt a little calmer, but the shock in my heart still couldn't be erased in a short time. After all, everything I just saw was completely beyond my understanding, and the knowledge I learned was no longer very good.
to explain all this.
Is there really magic in this world?
In my opinion, there are only two types of so-called magic. One is similar to magic. People in ancient times called magic magic. In fact, it is the use of blind tricks and other means to achieve the desired effect and to entertain the audience.
But no matter how beautiful the technique is, the fake will always be fake.
There is another definition of magic, which is the kind found only in myths and stories. It is very common in ancient books, such as "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" and "Zhuangzi", which all have supernatural records. Even "Historical Records"
The content in it also incorporates a lot of legends, including some deified characters.
Waves of hands can control wind and rain, and folding hands can drive away evil spirits and cure diseases. But what I saw on the yacht today was definitely not magic. The shrill voice of the clover was still echoing in my ears. Lin Meirou's pale face turned rosy in an instant. This was not
Magic can do it. Could it be that Shen Yuan is a god who only appears in deification stories?
Chen Qiuhong walked to the round platform in the courtyard of the villa, bowed deeply to the guests around him, and apologized to all the guests for leaving without reason. As a host, this behavior was indeed rude, but Chen Qiuhong had a reason to leave.
, but he cannot explain it to everyone. Taking a step back, it is already very rare for him to be able to apologize to everyone. Who dares to really care about this.
When Wu Xuan saw Chen Wanwan come back, he kept sticking to her side, asking questions, and from time to time he would glare at me, like snot, which he couldn't shake off. I really wanted to help Chen Wanwan out, but I always felt
This is none of my business. Although I am unhappy with young masters like Wu Xuan, there is no need to cause trouble for myself.
I looked around the yard, but there was no sign of Wu Zipei. It seemed that she was still walking on the mountain with her friends and had completely forgotten about me.
After Chen Qiuhong apologized, he walked next to me and whispered to me: "Xiaoye, can you come to my study for a moment."
I nodded and followed Chen Qiuhong into the villa, and then to the study room on the second floor. The two of them sat across from each other across the desk.
The sunlight shines in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and shines right on the desk. After being filtered by the glass, it is not dazzling at all and is very soft.
Chen Qiuhong cut a cigar from the box and handed it to me. I shook my head. I have smoked this thing several times. No matter whether it is expensive or cheap, imported or domestic, I can't get used to it. I took it out of my pocket.
Five yuan for the soft white sand, I lit it and took a deep sip.
"Xiaoye."
Chen Qiuhong also lit a cigar and asked me: "What is Master Shen's relationship with you?"
It doesn't matter. Regarding this issue, I already told Chen Qiuhong when I was rummaging through the garbage in the antique city. I only met Shen Yuan once, and including today, I only met twice.
"Uncle Chen, I really have nothing to do with him."
I said seriously: "Yesterday I thought he was a magic stick selling peace and blessings and drove him out of my shop. Today I discovered that he seems to have some real skills, a little better than the magic stick."
Chen Qiuhong said: "Master Shen's ability is beyond doubt. I'm just curious. His attitude towards you is like a very good friend. Although I, Chen, can't say how powerful I am, I still have some status in Shenzhen.
You can also see today that his attitude towards me is very cold. People like me can't get into his eyes at all. If I hadn't been of some use to him, he wouldn't have helped me at all. In front of him,
I always have a feeling that he is a superior god, and I am just an ant, at most an ant that is of some use to him."
This is indeed what I feel today. Shen Yuan is indifferent to Chen Qiuhong, which makes me very confused: "Didn't that Shen Yuan help you once before? Logically speaking, you should
There is some friendship."
Chen Qiuhong shook his head and looked up at the ceiling. After a long time, he slowly said, "The person lying on the yacht today is my wife. Her name is Lin Meirou. She is from the village next to me. At that time, she was the most beautiful in our villages.
A girl, many young men pursued her, but she finally chose me, haha... At that time, I had nothing, and the house in my hometown leaked even when it rained and I had no money to repair it."
Chen Qiuhong did not answer my question directly. Suddenly the conversation changed and he began to remember the past. But now, I can only be a quiet listener.
"When Meirou and I first came to Shenzhen, we were very poor and miserable. We only had two meals a day, and sometimes we couldn't eat enough at both meals. We worked part-time jobs while running a small business. Later, our situation slowed down.
Things are slowly improving, and although I am very busy every day, at least I don’t have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation.”
Chen Qiuhong was immersed in the smoke of the cigar and the memories of the past, and said slowly: "At this time, she had a physical problem and fell ill. At that time, our business was on track and we were all very busy. We thought it was just a cold.
A common minor illness will be fine after a day or two of rest, so I didn’t take it to heart and just dragged on..."
Chen Qiuhong talked for a long time, as if talking to himself. Frankly speaking, every family has sutras that are difficult to recite. I am not Chen Qiuhong, and I cannot understand his truest feelings. I am more focused on what happened today.
Regarding the bizarre things, I listened to Chen Qiuhong's words more or less, and I said "hmm" from time to time, which was considered a polite response.
The general meaning is that Lin Meirou was in poor health at the time and insisted on getting pregnant with Chen Wanwan despite the doctor's advice. After giving birth to Chen Wanwan, her physical condition became worse and worse until Chen Wanwan entered middle school.
He fell completely ill and stayed with the hospital bed all day long. Later, his condition became more and more serious and he often fell into coma. Chen Qiuhong invited many top medical teams at home and abroad to this end and spent a huge amount of money, but it was of no avail.
After all methods were exhausted, Chen Qiuhong was already a little desperate. At this time, Shen Yuan appeared. He used clover to help Lin Meirou survive for three years. In these three years, when Lin Meirou was in good condition, she could look like
He lived like a normal person, except that he had to sleep on a yacht in that small harbor every few days. Of course, Chen Qiuhong also paid a price for this, which was to give Shen Yuan a heavy warring States period weapon that he had collected for a long time.
Sword, now that three years have passed, Lin Meirou fell into a coma again and returned to her previous state.
"Xiaoye!"
Chen Qiuhong put out the cigar in his hand and said, "I said on the yacht that I would pay any price for my wife."
"Uh-huh……"
I nodded, "I know, I know, you and your wife have a deep relationship, I can feel it."
"So I need your help!" Chen Qiuhong looked at me seriously and said.
"Uh! I..."
I lit a cigarette again and said in confusion: "Uncle Chen, how can I help you? You have also seen that I am a student who has not graduated from university. Three meals a day are a problem, and I have to do it myself."
If you don’t decide your own affairs, you don’t have the ability!”