Volume I, Chapter VIII

The bitter Maozi was opened, but he was pulled away from the Tianjiao Grand Ballroom by Boss Mi, threw him a hundred yuan, let him bandage it, and put down the words before leaving, don't move Guo Xing for the time being, and send someone to keep an eye on it first. After speaking, the old people surrounded Yue Feifan and left.

"Brother Mao Zi, that kid is still in the Tianjiao Grand Ballroom, let's go in and abolish him and avenge Brother Mao Zi. A green fur beside him said.

"Report Mao, didn't you hear what Boss Mi said, he said he couldn't move, then he couldn't move...... Oops...... Damn, it hurts me. Mao Zi shouted loudly and scolded Zhen for his sore head, "Hurry up to the hospital, Lao Tzu's life is important." ”

Slip through the colorful miscellaneous hairs and run to the hospital.

Guo Xing sent Morgen back to the rental house, and through reminiscence, he knew that Morgen came out to work after graduating from junior high school, and is currently working as a waiter in the Far Away Hotel, and rented a private house near the hotel, with a monthly rent of 100 yuan, a room of five or six square meters, which is a little smaller, and it is clean.

Although Mi Shuai promised him not to trouble Morgen again, the words of the people in the mixed society are not credible, and Mao Zi may not let her go.

All Guo Xing can do is something similar to what he is looking at tonight, if he doesn't have the blessing of brain data to give him the ability to control the situation, it will be difficult for him to be safe, and he will not have the adventurous impulse to save the beauty of the hero.

In the future, we must strengthen our own strength, otherwise we will survive at the end of the nineties, and we may not be safe if we get rich.

After settling Morgen, Guo Xing returned home, his parents had already slept, he quietly entered the back room, and lay down in his clothes, for fear of waking up his parents and being beaten by a fat beating.

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Dasenwan Township, located in the north of Mulinzhao Town, on the south bank of the Yellow River, the continuous fish ponds are lined up along the river bank from east to west, the fish fry are put in, poured into the Yellow River water, and the authentic wild Yellow River fish is declared to the outside world, and the selling price is rising, and after more than ten years, each catty of carp is sold for 80 yuan, a gimmick society.

Mi Shuai and his entourage looked at the fish pond in front of them, recalled what Guo Xing had said, turned around and turned west, just now he inquired, there is a broken temple five kilometers west from here, which has been in disrepair for a long time and has long been dilapidated.

Since there is this place, Mi Shuai couldn't help but think, knowing that the temple is not difficult, maybe that kid has been here before, anyway, he has already come, go over and see, if he dares to deceive himself, he can't kill him when he goes back.

Entering the broken temple, there are no scenes of film and television dramas turning back and forth, what catches your eye is the embarrassed figure of Mi Shuai's mother, the smell of the nose is rushing to her face, her whole body is in tatters, the rotten flesh of her left calf is turned out, and the blood is not coagulated, leaving her to fend for herself.

Mi Shuai saw that his mother was crawling and trying to snatch the dead thing from the wild dog's mouth, and the wild dog hissed low to show its oozing fangs, and pounced and retreated, protecting the food. His mother also barked and confronted the dog, and the sound of misery echoed in the ruined temple.

Mi Shuai's little brother covered his nose and looked at their boss. And their boss was motionless at the moment, as if he had set a spell, clamping the earth, and pouring heart-rending pain into his body, all of which was retribution! Let the old man suffer such a sinful thought, he should have cut himself a thousand knives in case it would be impossible to redeem it.

His heart was aching, it hurt, if it wasn't for Guo Xing, how much of a sin his mother would have suffered! He thought back to Guo Xing he met in the Tianjiao Grand Ballroom last night, that bottle didn't smash his face at the east gate, it was God giving him a head drink, if it wasn't for his caution last night, how could Guo Xing have the opportunity to tell him his mother's whereabouts, maybe he had been crippled and thrown on the road, then, he would have completely lost his loved ones.

At this time, Mi Shuai reacted, that kid really has the ability to predict the unknown, how else to explain all this, and he has a venereal disease......

Mi Shuai sent his mother to the Dasenwan Township Health Center, where the doctor cut off his mother's clothes, leaving her body exposed, and shocking old and new wounds covered her body. Mi Shuai couldn't hold back his crying anymore.

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Zhang Fuqiang himself didn't know how many cigarettes he smoked, cigarette butts were everywhere on the steps at the entrance of the Qi Hospital, his bad things were one after another, he was tired of coping, the project money was in arrears, and the workers' wages were still begging his grandfather to borrow from his grandmother everywhere.

What is worse is that today, his father-in-law was diagnosed with liver cancer, and his wife He Fengying cried to death, grabbed the doctor's leg and kowtowed, and did not speak, so that the hospital still thought that the doctor had a wonderful hand to rejuvenate, which was the family's thanks.

Fortunately, the doctor comforted that it was found early, and the possibility of cure was very great, so let him be hospitalized as soon as possible, receive treatment, appease his wife He Fengying's emotions, and go through the hospitalization procedures.

At this time, He Fengying also came out of the hospital and pulled Zhang Fuqiang to the side.

"I said, do you remember what I said to you last night?" He Fengying said mysteriously.

"What's that? You get up and talk all day, I don't know what you're referring to. ”

He Fengying glared at her husband, "What else can I say, the fortune teller in Baita Park, do you remember?"

"Said that my father-in-law had a catastrophe?" Zhang Fuqiang immediately asked with a nervous expression.

"Yes, yes, God is pitiful, if it weren't for the fortune teller's clever calculation, my father's illness would ......" Before the words were finished, He Fengying sobbed again.

"That's what he said?"

He Fengying wiped a handful of tears and took a breath, "Yes, it's really a god, the fortune teller didn't see his father, how did he calculate it? Fortunately, I persuaded my father to do a physical examination, otherwise the disease would be delayed." ”

Zhang Fuqiang only then understood why his wife had to give his father-in-law a physical examination whether he was alive or dead, and he had to drag the relationship to find an experienced color super doctor.

Even the resident doctor said that if you don't look closely, it's really not easy to find. When his wife told him about this kind of chatter, he didn't believe it, but he would rather believe it about his father-in-law, so he accompanied his wife to the hospital for a physical examination.

Until this time, Zhang Fuqiang had to believe that there were really masters in this world.

"What else did the fortune teller say, you can tell me in detail, don't leave anything out. ”

He Fengying thought for a while and said: "He also said that our family wants to make a windfall, and now the source of wealth has been completed, as long as we grasp it properly, we will definitely be able to make a fortune." ”

"How do you grasp it?" Zhang Fuqiang asked as his throat was a little dry and swallowed his saliva.

"I want to think about it. ”

"You mother-in-law, it's about making a fortune, what else do you want!"

"What are you yelling, I'm not afraid that if I say something wrong, I don't grasp the opportunity and pass by the windfall. ”

Zhang Fuqiang realized that he wanted to succeed too much, and now he has the guidance of a master, like grasping a life-saving straw.

"Huh...... Wife, you think slowly, you can't be wrong. ”

He Fengying glanced at her husband, "The fortune teller said that if you want to make a fortune, you need to keep an eye on the south of the town, saying that there are towering buildings in that place, and you can make a fortune after finding it." ”

After Zhang Fuqiang heard this, he fell into deep thought, the south of the town is already a suburb of the town, how tall is there a tall building, and it is still in the clouds, how high it must be. Zhang Fuqiang's mind went south along the West Road, trying to grasp something, but he couldn't grasp the essentials.

I was about to ask my wife what she thought, when I suddenly saw a column of white smoke billowing from the south.

Zhang Fuqiang slapped his thigh and said in surprise: "I know, I know, why didn't I think it was there!"