I have to admit that I think this old comrade-in-arms has the potential to be an extra, this set of words was originally taught by us, but it is not so detailed or so true, and he added a lot of real details to make it more consistent with the real situation, which is admirable.

The son of the old comrade-in-arms obviously didn't believe it, but at least it was a fact that his father had been in a coma for several days, and it was a coma that couldn't take care of himself. In any case, everyone is happy now, especially the son of the old comrade-in-arms and Guli and her father, who are happier than anyone else, of course, because they are the only ones who are in the dark.

In the evening, in order to celebrate, the son of the old comrade-in-arms invited everyone to eat at a nearby restaurant, which is a typical Uyghur-style hotel, the decoration is very high-grade, and the food tastes very good. During the banquet, the old comrades-in-arms said to Gu Li's father: "I said Reheman, do you know what Lao Li told me?"

"What did he say?" asked Guli's father quickly.

The old comrade-in-arms said: "Lao Li said, let the three of us live well, we have at least thirty years to live, and then we can go to him." Gu Li's father was very surprised, and said Can I live to eighty-six, but the old comrade-in-arms said that I don't know, anyway, that's what Lao Li said. Gu Li's father nodded again and again, with a smile on his face, and his old Uyghur comrades-in-arms were also very happy, of course he was acting. Only the son of the old comrade-in-arms didn't believe it, saying that Dad, you must be hallucinating in a coma, that is, dreaming, because you usually think about these things with Uncle Reheman, thinking about them day and dreaming at night, that's the truth.

Of course, Guli's father disagreed, saying that young people have no reverence for gods and ghosts. The son of the old comrade-in-arms did not refute it, no matter what, it was a great thing to see his father wake up from a coma.

"Dad, you have thirty years to live, how do you feel?" said Gu Li with a smile. Her father was very emotional, saying that he always felt that the world would be destroyed in a few months, but he didn't expect that there would be at least a few more decades, so he was relieved, and we all laughed. The three old comrades-in-arms chatted while drinking, and finally sang Xinjiang folk songs. They have lived in Xinjiang for decades, and the old Han comrades-in-arms also know Uyghur, although I can't understand it, but the melody is very beautiful.

Returning to Urumqi from Yining, the three of them discussed going out to travel next month, this time going to Huangshan for a visit. Follow Guli back home. On this day, Mr. Xu, the assistant of the boss of Hong Kong Xian, called me, and after chatting for a while, he asked if he was free recently and could take Azan to Hong Kong.

I immediately said, "Boss Xian is really dead, don't even think about it!"

Mr. Xu hurriedly explained: "This time there is really business, and my boss and I attended an event that day, which was a dinner party of a chamber of commerce in Hong Kong. The boss met the wife of an entrepreneur, who used to be an actor, and to be honest, he was not very popular, and his reputation was ordinary. She talked to her boss and seemed to have some difficulties in that regard, and she heard that the boss had invited a Thai female mage to live in Hong Kong for a period of time, and she often mentioned it to others at meetings, so she wanted the boss to help contact her. You don't have to ask Azan Nanya to come, if it's inconvenient for her, you can also find another master to come over, as long as it's really mana. ”

"That's fine," I replied, "as long as it's not Azan Nanya's past, everyone else can talk about it, and to be honest, Nanya is already very disgusted with Boss Xian, and it is impossible to see him again." "Mr. Xu said that I can also go to Hong Kong to understand the situation first, and the actress can be responsible for the air ticket.

I said, "Now I'm working in Xinjiang, maybe a few days." ”

Mr. Xu said: "Notify me when you finish doing it, and I will ask the boss to call her to book the itinerary." "I said no problem.

When a big business was delivered to my door, I immediately came to the spirit, after all, this business in Xinjiang is likely to be in vain. But Guli's father's condition still needs to be observed, and I want to make sure sure if he's an evil or a worryist.

So, I stayed at her house for another five or six days, and Guli's father was miraculously cured of depression and anxiety, and slept more soundly than a pig at night, and slept until dawn. He also often told them that Lao Li let the three of us live as friends with Lao Zhan, and we have to listen to him, and from tomorrow onwards, we will go out and walk 10,000 steps every day to exercise.

Obviously, Guli's father did not fall into evil, but only had psychological problems. I've been in Urumqi for half a month, and it's time to go back. Gu Li wanted to help me book a plane ticket, and I asked if I could book a direct flight from Urumqi to Hong Kong, and I had to do some errands. Gu Li agreed, and returned the Soul Courage Buddha card to me. I was actually a little disappointed, after all, I didn't make any money, she called a taxi to take me to the airport, thanked me, and took out another 3,000 yuan, saying that it was to thank me for helping cure my father's anxiety. I started to refuse, but Guli told me that I had to accept it, and in order to cure her father's illness, it would have cost twenty or thirty thousand yuan, and now if it wasn't for my good idea to solve it completely, I don't know how much it would cost, and it wouldn't be curable.

Since she said so, I had no choice but to accept it, and I was very happy. Kaohsiung said that you can't lose money in business, and you can't not make money, otherwise it will be bad luck, and you will lose more and more in the future, even if you have to squeeze out two points of profit from your father. Although the income of 3,000 yuan is not high, at least there is, and I have done good deeds, so I am in a good mood.

Flying from Urumqi to Hong Kong, I took the subway to Boss Xian's company, it didn't seem to be so busy, Boss Xian who was sitting behind the desk greeted me and didn't say anything. I remembered the time when he insulted Azan Nanya in the old house in the walled village, and I was not angry. But Boss Xian didn't greet me and shake hands with a smile like before, but he looked listless. Mr. Xu sat on the sofa and saw me coming, so he quickly stood up and shook hands, saying that the boss had a cold and fever in the past few days, so he didn't come to pick me up in person. But I see that he is just not in good spirits, but his face is very ruddy, not like he has a fever, and he is probably in a bad mood, either he didn't get a female model, or he didn't make any money.

"Don't be so polite," I said, "When will you be able to meet the entrepreneur's wife that Boss Xian said?" Boss Xian said "Say it again" with his hand on his face, obviously not interested. Mr. Xu gave me a look, and we walked out of the office, and in the corridor, he smiled and said that the boss was in a bad mood these days, and a large number of cartoons were reported by the Hong Kong education department because the scale was too large, and finally they were all fined and confiscated by the * door, and the loss was hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars.