Listening to the words of the little Buddha, I was silent for a long time, and then bowed to him: "Taught!"

The little Buddha who had a solemn face just now immediately raised his hand and slapped me on the back of the head, and scolded in disgust: "Get out of the way and pull it away, it looks like someone is going to the grave." ”

"Hey, hey.." I smiled silly.

"Little livestock, mixed society, you can fight bravely in the early stage, but in the later stage, you will find that the real competition is financial resources and relationships. Little Buddha seems to be very addicted to smoking, one just smoked, immediately picked up another, squinted his eyes and looked at the night sky and said: "But how did the relationship come about, you have to rely on the accumulation of wealth, you and the brilliant company is stronger or weaker, I don't make an evaluation, but I hope you understand that this society has changed, and it is no longer an era when you can hold up the sky with a knife and a gun." ”

I coughed twice and replied, "I remember." ”

Although the little Buddha seems to be quite unreasonable, and even speaks sharply and harshly, after real contact, I found that he is actually more delicate and emotional than most men.

At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, he glanced at the number, and bared his teeth and smiled: "Your cheap master called, that calf seems to be indifferent to everything on the surface, but in fact, since you entered the country, you have called me at least three times a day." ”

"Uh.." I licked my lips with a dry mouth.

He patted me on the shoulder, picked up his phone, and walked to the side: "Hey Kunzi, what's the matter?"

Looking at his majestic background, I finally understood that not all those who play society only know how to shout and kill, dance knives and guns, and in the matter of my stationing in Myanmar D, whether it is the master or this little Buddha who has always drooped his face, he has never moved his hand from beginning to end, but it has played a decisive role.

is still the same sentence, there will always be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the rivers and lakes, and life will not be because, I think I am the protagonist, I will be impressed, I have experienced so much, if I still act like a mentally retarded and let anything go, then it can only be said that the stepmother of life, my ear scraper is still not loud enough.

When I was stunned, the pestle led a few ragged locals in the stars not far away, beckoned to me and shouted, "Brother Lang."

I rubbed my cheeks and ran quickly.

A few minutes later, me, Xingchen, the old man who had had had been bandaged by the little Buddha, and two young locals in their early twenties arrived at a room that had not been too affected by the war.

"Brother Lang, this is the old patriarch surnamed Wu, the largest clan in the dry family kiln, Wu Sheng, Mr. Wu is similar to the rights of the village chief in our country, but he is a native of the local area, and he does not know Chinese very well. Xingchen pointed to the old man and the two young men in the middle and introduced: "These two are his eldest grandson and second grandson, Wu Mian and Wu Quan. ”

"The class of the expansion of Namei North Road!" The old man surnamed Wu spoke in the local dialect, his hands folded and waved at me, his expression was not polite, and there was a faint hint of rejection.

Unlike his grandfather, the young man named Wu Mian got up very enthusiastically and stretched out his hand to me: "Hello, Mr. Wang!"

"Hello!" another young man named Wu Quan nodded at me on an errand.

"Hello, my name is Wang Lang, the king of kings, Lang Lang, for a long time in the future, we may all depend on each other, please take care of me. I introduced myself with a smile on my lips.