Amagi.

Previously, Li Shixin was on Renhe Street.

Indoor community room.

Mahjong area.

Li Dafu, the new gambling god of Renhe Street, gently held the thermos cup in his hand. He didn't want to drink the wolfberry water, which had already become cold, but wanted to inadvertently reveal the 76 yuan pressed under his arm, reminding the three players at the table that they had lost four rounds in a row.

Looking at the resentment and heartache of the three card players and the gritting of teeth, he smiled slightly. In what I thought was an elegant posture, I got a Mediterranean haircut on my head.

Thinking that tomorrow will still be the same as today, another day without opponents. He took a soft sip of wolfberry water and sighed slightly; It's too unpretentious and boring.

Chess and card area.

Guo Wanlu, the new chess king of Renhe Street, gently straightened his back and hammered the old waist that had followed him for sixty-five years. His waist was actually not sore, but he just wanted to inadvertently reveal the fifteen red chess pieces stacked next to the chessboard.

Seeing that the old king on the opposite side was thunderous, still shouting that he could fight back under the support of a group of stinky chess baskets, he smiled lightly. He casually dismantled his chain of horses and blocked the last way of the opponent's veteran, and he smiled slightly.

Seeing that the expression of the old king, who had lost thirteen games in a row, changed from anger and shock to despair and crying bitterly, Guo Wanzhi sighed softly; It's so unchallenging and boring.

Networking Zone.

Qin Zengshou, the new saint of Renhe Street, looked at the old Zhang who was scratching his head in front of a group of old ladies, and gently cocked Erlang's legs. Inadvertently, a wad of supermarket vouchers in his trouser pocket fell to the ground.

Watching a group of old ladies quickly throw down the old Zhang Tou, who claimed to be the king of square dance, and threw himself into his arms, begging himself, who is the father of the owner of Renhe Street Supermarket, to give them a few vouchers, Qin Zengshou smiled slightly.

Seeing the old Zhang Tou who was trembling with anger, who had been a bachelor for more than ten years since his wife died, scolded angrily Isn't he just relying on his son to open a broken supermarket, Qin Zengshou smiled slightly. raised his hand, and inadvertently revealed the shocking secret of the pork ribs in Renhe Street Supermarket at half past eight tomorrow morning.

watched Lao Zhangtou turn around and leave in despair, defeated and retreated under his own money ability, and then looked at the affection of the old brother next to him. Qin Zengshou raised his eyes to look at the night sky outside, and sighed; Alas, after there is no Shixin, the old life of the rich is so unpretentious and boring!

Just when the three old men, now known as the Iron Triangle of People and Street, let out a long sigh in unison because of the lack of a corner, an old lady in the activity room suddenly let out a scream.

"Oops! Shixin! Shixin is on the news!"

Li Dafu: ?

Guo Wanlu: ??

Qin Zengshou: ???

Hearing this shout with joy, the three old guys were stunned for a moment, and then Huo Ran got up in unison.

"Where's Shixin?"

"News... Yes, Shixin must have died on the streets of another country, was he discovered, is there a photo on the news? Did he walk peacefully?"

"Shixin, Shixin, your life is so miserable......!

Looking at the sadness on the face of the Iron Triangle of People and Street, an old lady with a mobile phone in her hand exclaimed: "Why don't you think about the good faith of the world? He is not dead!"

"Not dead?!"

The third old man of Fu Lu Shou was stunned again.

This is not scientific!

As she spoke, the old lady took her phone to the three old men.

Seeing Li Shixin in high spirits in front of the camera, looking much more energetic than a month ago, the three brothers slapped him fiercely!

"Hah, this old guy, this old guy is still alive!"

With Li Dafu's applause, all the old friends in the activity room gathered.

Seeing Li Shixin talking eloquently in front of the camera, a group of old men and old ladies were excited and didn't know why.

"When Shixin left before, he said let's wait to see him on TV, and I was worried that there would be no one to take care of him, and no one would know what kind of corner he would die. But this old guy is angry, decent! Sure enough, it's on TV! Look, the old guy seems to be in good spirits!"

"Yes, yes, yes! When he left, Shixin had just recovered from a serious illness, and he was as old as eighty years old. Look at the present, hey, good guys, go down there in your shirt and look younger than me!"

"Wanlu, you can pull it down, a seventy-year-old person has no pressure in his heart, and he is embarrassed to compare with other people's sixty-five?"

"Tsk, isn't that what that means, what kind of pole are you old beasts carrying? I don't want to pay attention to you! Alas, Shixin is really good, this road, it seems that he really let him go through!"

Iron Triangle was holding each other and looking at Li Shixin on his mobile phone, full of joy.

Thinking of the old man's situation a month ago, the three of them felt that a big stone in their hearts had been removed.

At this time, the video played to the part where Li Shixin received a call from his son.

Seeing that the old man who was originally in good spirits cried bitterly, the old people in the activity room frowned.

"This rebel!"

Li Dafu was so angry that the only three remaining hairs on the Mediterranean stood up: "I advised Shixin at the beginning, such a son should be strangled to death as soon as possible." He still won't listen! What now, he's come to this point, and the beast won't let him go!"

"Brother Dafu, don't say it's useless. Isn't it possible to go to jail if you strangle to death?" Although the chess king Guo Wanlu's heart was also full of anger, when the others were still angry, he was already thinking about what to do next.

"Second brother, you have a lot of ideas, what do you say about this?"

Hearing Qin Zengshou's inquiry, Guo Wanlu thought for a while, and his eyes lit up: "Look at the meaning in the video, Shixin just received a play." This time should be his most critical period. We have to escort him! We can't let that little brute in his house mess with him!"

"What about the specific method? The legs are long under the little beast's waist, and the mouth is long on the little beast's face, how can we three old immortals stop it?"

Faced with Li Dafu's question, Guo Wanlu smiled, flashed, and sat in front of the chessboard.

looked at the dozen or so old friends in the room and waved his hand.

"Why can't you stop it? Tell me, what do we have? What doesn't the little king and eight calves have?"

"Emphysema, old cold legs?"

"Vitiligo, glaucoma?"

"High blood lipids, high blood sugar?"

"......" looked at a group of old friends who were not on the road, Guo Wanlu, who praised himself as Zhiduoxing, held his forehead, "Time!

"You can pull it. As soon as he heard that it was time, Qin Zengshou disagreed with his face, "We are all dying......"

"But we don't have to do anything every day!" Guo Wanlu slapped his thigh and waved his big hand again, "Big guy listen to my orders, starting tomorrow, let's go to the vicinity of that little king's eight calves' house to keep an eye on!"

"Here!" Qin Zengshou subconsciously stood upright.

"You are in charge of the logistics, providing supplies such as boiling water, boxed lunches, and fruits for the big guys!"

"Roger!"

"Daifuku!"

"Yes!"

"You have a lot of connections, tomorrow I will go to the Dahe Gate to find a porcelain. Give him money, let him go and drill the bottom of that little brute's car! If one doesn't work, find a few more! Tell them that this is a long job, and in the next year, no matter whether the little brute is driving, riding or walking, let them touch Lao Tzu hard! If you don't accept selfishness, you will be troublesome and pester people. Let that little brute go anywhere except the police station and the courthouse!"

"It's not a problem! Lao Guo, just look at it!"

Seeing the two old brothers receiving the order, Guo Zengshou got up with his hands and looked at the location of the Wangrong store.

"Shixin, brother. You're in Rongdian, and your big rear is handed over to the old guys!"