"Wait a minute. After Zhao Guohui finished his words with a slightly warning tone, he said a word to Zhao Ziqiao, and then walked outside the door with his mobile phone to make a call.

After a while, he pushed open the door and said to Zhao Ziqiao, "Don't you want to leave?"

Zhao Ziqiao smiled, got up and followed Zhao Guohui downstairs, the road was a little dull, Zhao Guohui didn't know what he was thinking, and Zhao Ziqiao didn't know what topic to talk about.

But fortunately, the driving time is not too long, after passing through the town, it took a few minutes to reach Zhangjia Village.

Zhang Yuan was already waiting at the door of the house, and when he saw a car stopped at the door of the house, he immediately walked over, Zhao Ziqiao pushed the car door, and saw Zhang Yuan, a man in his forties, with white hair on both sides of his head, very dazzling, and his movements couldn't help but stagnate.

Zhang Yuan couldn't help but slow down when he saw Zhao Ziqiao getting off the car first and walking forward, but when he saw Zhao Guohui coming out from the other side, his pace became faster again.

"Boss Zhao, I'm sorry for you to come here. ”

Regarding Zhang Yuan's enthusiasm, Zhao Guohui also nodded simply, and then pointed at Zhao Ziqiao and said, "This is my brother, Zhao Ziqiao." ”

Hearing Zhao Guohui's introduction, Zhang Yuan nodded to Zhao Ziqiao again, the gap between the two is really a little far.

Zhao Ziqiao wanted to laugh in his heart, Zhang Yuan was not enthusiastic about him, the God of Wealth, but was enthusiastic about Zhao Guohui, which was really a bit of a mistake. However, thinking that Zhao Guohui might not have told Zhang Yuan about him, Zhao Ziqiao was also relieved, and it was normal for people to be enthusiastic about Zhao Guohui.

Zhang Yuan welcomed the two into the house, and after learning that neither of them was drinking, he personally poured a glass of boiled water for the two, and the three of them sat together, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed.

However, for the sake of his son, Zhang Yuan still took the lead in breaking the calm, and said to Zhao Guohui with a smile: "Boss Zhao, let's take a look at the pigs I raised first?"

Zhao Guohui shook his head directly, and Zhang Yuan's expression froze suddenly.

"Lao Zhang, how is your son?" Zhao Guohui blurted out after temporarily refusing to look at the pigs he raised.

Zhang Yuan, who originally had a smile on Zhao Guohui, heard this topic, and the smile on his face disappeared suddenly, and he said with a sad face: "Stay at home!

The sentence 'evil' is full of endless bitterness, and after Zhao Ziqiao heard it, his nose was slightly sour!

What kind of state can make a man show emotions like this?

A trace of sympathy flashed in Zhao Guohui's eyes, but he said in a hard tone: "I want to meet your son, and then I can talk to you about the future?"

Zhang Yuan glanced at Zhao Guohui with some suspicion, the light in his eyes struggled a few times, and finally sighed, leaned back a little hunchbacked, and said dejectedly: "Boss Zhao, you wait for me." ”

Zhang Yuan confessed and walked out of the living room, and Zhao Ziqiao had time to ask Zhao Guohui, "Why are you so direct?"

Zhao Guohui glanced at him, didn't make a sound, just quietly drank boiled water.

Seeing Zhao Guohui's appearance, Zhao Ziqiao was inexplicably a little angry, Zhao Guohui's current approach is simply to expose people's scars in person, which is a bit too much.

As soon as Zhao Guohui did this, the atmosphere between the two was a little awkward, and all of a sudden there was only the sound of Zhao Guohui drinking water in the living room.

Zhang Yuan was telling the truth, his son was at home, so it didn't take long for him to walk downstairs.

When Zhang Yuan walked into the living room with his son, Zhao Ziqiao couldn't help but be stunned!

The young man behind Zhang Yuan with withered hair, no flesh or two on his face, and two dark circles under his eyes, was he really a person younger than them?

Zhao Guohui saw Zhang Yuan bring his son in, glanced at his eyes, and asked Zhang Yuan and his son, "Do you really want to quit?"

Seeing Zhao Guohui's somewhat noisy posture, Zhao Ziqiao gestured to him with his eyes, but Zhao Guohui didn't seem to see it, just staring at Zhang Yuan's son with his eyes.

When Zhang Yuan's son heard Zhao Guohui ask him, he looked at him with eyes bigger than the dark circles of the giant panda, laughed miserably, and said, "Do you think I drew it like this?"

Hearing Zhang Yuan's son's answer, Zhao Guohui took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, put one in his mouth, and threw one at Zhang Yuan's son, but he didn't expect Zhang Yuan's son to avoid the cigarette thrown by Zhao Guohui like a snake and scorpion, with a somewhat frightened look on his face, his feet silently stepped back, and a pair of somewhat dry hands trembled slightly.

In the end, the cigarette thrown by Zhao Guohui fell to the ground, Zhang Yuan held his son's hand with some distress, and didn't care about Zhao Guohui and Zhao Ziqiao's reactions, and went out directly with his son.

"What's the situation?" Zhao Ziqiao suddenly couldn't understand the situation, he always felt that when Zhang Yuan might appear again, he would drive people away.

Zhao Guohui got up and picked up the cigarette that fell to the ground, and with two fingers, the tobacco fell out of the broken place at once, even though he had broken the cigarette, he still did not let go of the cigarette, but continued to grind it with his fingers, until the whole cigarette was completely 'divided' in his hands, and then he stopped.

Zhao Guohui had some strange behavior, so that Zhao Ziqiao kept staring at him, and after he threw the tobacco in his hand into the trash can of Zhang Yuan's house, Zhao Ziqiao asked, "Guohui, do you know the situation?"

Zhao Guohui nodded, but did not speak, but there was a little more solemnity in his eyes.

Zhang Yuan appeared in the living room again, but this time his expression completely collapsed, and he was not in the mood to talk about business with Zhao Guohui. ”

Zhang Yuan didn't expect Zhao Guohui to say this suddenly, and he didn't expect that it was not Zhao Guohui who was doing business with him, but Zhao Ziqiao, who he had been ignoring.

Seeing Zhang Yuan standing in place stunned, Zhao Guohui opened his mouth and said, "Your son was killed, right?"

Zhang Yuan, who was still stunned, heard Zhao Guohui's words, and his eyes suddenly showed a fierce light, and the whole person was like an enraged lion, but Zhang Yuan, who was too angry, became sad again after two or three sighs.

"My stupid boy doesn't know the sinister nature of people's hearts, he picks up people's cigarettes and smokes indiscriminately, and he is tricked!" Zhang Yuan confided the reason with some sadness.

"If it weren't for the group of people who had suffered a thousand knives and thought that I had a little money at home, I wouldn't have hurt my son so much!" Speaking of this, two muddy tears flowed from Zhang Yuan's eyes.

Zhao Ziqiao's heart was shaken, this kind of unpopular control method is simply too inferior, too infuriating! In order to be able to get some money to spend, it can ruin a person's life!

"There's no money at home, right?" Zhao Guohui took a puff of his cigarette and handed Zhang Yuan a cigarette.

Zhang Yuan lit a cigarette and smoked silently, if his family had money, how could he be in a hurry to sell live pigs? These pigs are a tool for his family to continue to make money!

Zhao Guohui patted Zhang Yuan's shoulder vigorously, and said after a long time: "Your son is still saved, don't worry!"

Zhao Guohui nodded to Zhao Ziqiao after speaking, signaling that he could talk about business with Zhang Yuan.

"Lao Zhang, I want to buy your pigs, just according to the market price..."

"According to the market price, it's too expensive, give it to my brother according to the price you gave me, okay?" Zhao Guohui suddenly interrupted Zhao Ziqiao's speech, and finished his words first.

As soon as Zhao Guohui finished speaking, Zhao Ziqiao glared at him a little angrily, and he didn't care about Zhang Yuan, and directly pulled Zhao Guohui to the door.

Zhao Ziqiao, who was a little angry, didn't give Zhao Guohui any face, and almost asked in a roaring way: "Zhao Guohui, are you too much?"

Zhao Guohui sneered at Zhao Ziqiao and asked, "Do you think I'm falling into a well?"

Zhao Ziqiao stared at him and didn't answer, but the meaning he wanted to express was already obvious.

Zhao Guohui snorted, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit one for himself, and then pushed the cigarette to Zhao Ziqiao, who directly pushed his hand back.

Zhao Guohui took a puff, spit out a large puff of smoke, and said lightly: "There is no harm, how can Zhang Yuan's son be determined to quit?"

Zhao Ziqiao's expression froze, and he didn't know what to say.

"You need to endure a painful life in order to make people grow!" Zhao Guohui said lightly, and then continued: "These are their own affairs, you are not a good person, don't think about others everywhere!"

Zhao Ziqiao gritted his teeth, snatched the cigarette from Zhao Guohui's hand, and smoked most of it fiercely, before throwing the cigarette on the ground.

"Figured it out?" Zhao Guohui flicked the cigarette butt in his hand and asked Zhao Ziqiao.

"Aggrieved! What a grievance!" Zhao Ziqiao roared.

Zhao Guohui smiled, patted Zhao Ziqiao's shoulder, and took the lead to Zhang Yuan's house, if Zhao Ziqiao still wanted to be this good person, he would not stop it anymore.

Zhang Yuan saw Zhao Guohui coming in, and he wanted to ask but it was difficult to speak, and at this moment, Zhao Ziqiao happened to come in.

"Lao Zhang, can you take a look at the pigs you raised?"

Zhang Yuan glanced at Zhao Ziqiao, pondered in his mind for a while, and then nodded and agreed.

Zhang Yuan's pig farm and the house he lives in are next to each other, and as long as you open the door from the house, you can enter the pig farm. Compared with ordinary large-scale farms, Zhang Yuan's pig farm can only be regarded as a small place.

A two-story pig house is the place where Zhang Yuan breeds pigs, and there is a small pond dug out of front of the pig house as a water source for washing the pig house, but even if there is a process of washing and epidemic prevention, the smell in the pig farm is still not good.

Zhang Yuan entered the pig farm, looked a little better, and took Zhao Guohui and Zhao Ziqiao to finish shopping around the pig house, and then asked, "How is it?"

Zhao Ziqiao nodded and said, "How much do you need for all the pigs here at a price of four yuan per catty?"

Hearing Zhao Ziqiao's words, Zhao Guohui nodded slightly, somewhat satisfied that Zhao Ziqiao was not a good person.

A trace of reluctance flashed in Zhang Yuan's eyes, but he was quickly replaced by other looks, and said: "I haven't weighed it yet, I don't know the specific weight, if it is calculated according to two hundred catties per pig, I have fifteen pigs here, which are worth about 12,000 yuan, and if you calculate it carefully, it is estimated that it is not much worse." ”

Zhao Ziqiao nodded, at this price, he was very acceptable.

"That..."Zhang Yuan said a little bit and stopped.

"Lao Zhang, what's the matter?"

"Can I keep an old sow and some piglets?" Zhang Yuan asked as he discussed, if there were these two kinds of pigs, he would still be able to make a comeback in the future.

Zhao Ziqiao smiled at him and said, "These pigs are all yours, and you decide what you want to sell me!"

Hearing Zhao Ziqiao's words, Zhang Yuan hurriedly thanked him, Zhao Ziqiao gave him hope!