Chapter 32: Uncle Guo's Story

In the dark shop, Ma Long and Wang Peng were each lying on a tightrope bed smoking, and no one spoke.

Ma Long squinted his eyes, a faint smoke erupted from his mouth and nose, and after thinking about it for a long time, he still decided not to ask Wang Peng.

The next morning, Malone woke up and saw Wang Peng lying on the bed reading a novel, beckoned him to have dinner together, returned to the store, and the two threw the oven on the tricycle, and then rode the tricycle to the bank together.

took 15,000 yuan and gave Wang Peng 2,000 for buying new ovens and other tools, the barbecue stall business is getting better and better, and Uncle Guo's oven can no longer meet the demand.

After the two separated, Ma Long rushed to Uncle Guo's house alone.

If he hadn't lent Ma Long 10,000 yuan, I'm afraid Ma Long wouldn't even be able to find a suitable job now.

When passing by a supermarket, Ma Long bought two more red plums, not a good cigarette, but also a little bit of Ma Long's heart, in addition, there is a bucket of salad oil, a bag of white noodles, and a big bag of fruits.

Uncle Guo happened to be at home today, and when he saw Ma Long coming to deliver a tricycle to himself and buy so many things, Uncle Guo scolded Ma Long fiercely: "You kid seems to lack heart, I watched you grow up, you can do some small business, I am also happy in my heart, I still want you to have this little thing! Hurry up and send these things to your father, I can't eat the monthly subsistence allowance alone!"

"Uncle, I've bought it all for the family, and my dad doesn't lack anything!" Ma Long smirked, scratching his scalp very honestly, and took out 10,000 yuan from his pocket and was still in the car.

Uncle Guo was not hypocritical, he touched a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Ma Long: "The money is not in a hurry, it is idle for me, if you are in a hurry, take it first!"

Ma Long waved his hand: "If I can't transfer the funds, I'll take care of you to borrow them!"

"Okay!" Uncle Guo nodded neatly, reached out and stuffed the money into his pocket: "Don't leave at noon, let's have a good drink." ”

"No, I still have to go to the village clinic, my dad hasn't given anyone money last time he was hospitalized, and the store is very busy, I have to go back in a while!"

"Well, let's go, it doesn't matter if you drink the wine or not, business is important, when you make a lot of money, please go to the hotel to drink Moutai!"

"Oh!" Malone made a mischievous gesture and turned to leave.

Looking at the back of Ma Long leaving, the more Uncle Guo looked at it, the more he liked it.

Because he is a lonely old man, no children and no daughters, there are few people in the village who look at him squarely, and even some bear children call Uncle Guo an old bachelor to his face.

Some uneducated adults are also always joking about Uncle Guo, saying that he is a child and other vulgar words. If Uncle Guo said a few words to a woman in the village, those idle villagers would talk nonsense, saying that he was old and improper, and many women would shy away from Uncle Guo.

But even so, Uncle Guo has never blushed with anyone, sometimes there is a happy event in the village or something, as long as others say hello, he will always happily go over to help.

has no children and no daughters, a lonely old man, this is Uncle Guo in the eyes of others. In fact, Uncle Guo is not a local, he fled from the south for some reason and settled in this village.

He was married, and his wife died after giving birth to a child, and he pulled his son up with a handful of and urine.

The son became a soldier at the age of seventeen, participated in the counterattack against Vietnam at the age of nineteen, and was unfortunately hit in the chest by a stray bullet during the breakout operation, which was not a serious injury, but because of the harsh environment at that time, mosquitoes were rampant, he did not receive timely treatment, the wound was infected, and he died soon in a foreign land.

Uncle Guo went back to the bedroom, his hand full of wrinkles and like a tree trunk that had lost moisture, and pulled out a yellowed black and white photo from under the pillow.

The young man in the photo is heroic, wearing a light green 65-style military uniform, standing on a hill with a steel gun on his chest.

For a while, Uncle Guo was in tears.

After Ma Long and Uncle Guo separated, they first went to the clinic at the head of the village to give them medical expenses, and finally went to the house, according to Ma Long's inner thoughts, as long as the two of them met, they would quarrel, and Ma Long was afraid that he would not even pay the medical expenses for him.

There was no one at home, Ma Long looked at the kitchen, there was rice in the jar, there were noodles in the cupboard, and Ma Long took out another five hundred yuan and stuffed it under his father's pillow.

Back at the market near noon, Wang Peng bought the new oven and some other tools, Ma Long was very satisfied, and everything seemed to be developing in a good direction.

At the same time, on the edge of Jiangcheng, in an unknown small village.

Wang Qing in the country.

He was looking at his friends with a headache.

Originally, I wanted to blackmail others, but I didn't expect that stealing chickens would not make rice, and the car was finally driven away, not to mention, even the daughter-in-law's buttocks were touched by others, not only touched but also pinched.

Moreover, this one is still his distant relative, and he has to call him uncle!

I couldn't get angry, and I spent money to find someone to intercept it, but who knew that the person didn't block it, and the broken car I bought with money was also hit to pieces. Rao is the other party's drunk driving, but because his side is a fake car, even the police dare not report it, let alone compensate or something.

"Fuck his uncle's, Zhang Xiaole, and that thing called a horse, I'm not done with you two!" Wang Qingguo scolded.

But a few friends led by Xiaole didn't want to get involved in this matter, and there were six people, only 10,000 yuan in total, and each person couldn't even share 2,000.

Therefore, Xiaole said very directly: "Big country, I think it's okay, don't toss a broken car, the kid your cousin brought doesn't look like a good person!"

"Okay, okay, I know! Let's go!" Wang Qingguo waved his hand at a few people irritably.

"Big country, are you almost in trouble?" several people sat on the sofa and did not move.

"Huh, what's wrong with me?"

"Qianbei, 10,000 yuan. Xiaole lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

"You didn't block it, and you crashed my car, what money should I give you?" Wang Qingguo frowned.

"It's true that people didn't block it, but did we go? It's like going to the hospital to see a doctor, the doctor didn't treat you, and you still don't pay for the medical expenses? Besides, what's the matter with the car crashing and closing my door? If you have the ability, you can find those two drunk drivers who are driving in the wrong direction, you don't know how dangerous the situation was at that time, and it would be good if we didn't care if you asked for mental damages. ”

"!" Wang Qingguo glanced at Xiaole with gloomy eyes, and then took out his mobile phone: "I'll transfer 10,000 yuan to your WeChat, let's pull it down in the future!"

Ten seconds later, Xiaole collected the money from WeChat, then stretched his waist and stood up, and said lazily

"Pull down, pull down, anyway, our relationship is only maintained by interests, to tell you the truth, you don't do this authentically, even your own relatives are pitted. ”

Xiaole's little thumb clasped his nose: "Gone Ang Xiaoguo!"

Wang Qingguo gritted his teeth and did not speak.

When Xiaole took a few friends out of the yard, Wang Qingguo kicked the coffee table over, and then scolded: "Fuck, you, fuck Zhang Xiaodong, I'm not done with you!"