The youngest son clapped his hands happily, and just said that he wanted to play that, and his father took him away as soon as he saw the price. Now this uncle is going to take himself to play, yes, yes, yes, I'm going to play.

The thug smiled slyly and picked up his youngest son and left the rest area.

In the toilet, Mr. Ma squatted for a long time before he staggered to his feet, shook his head twice and finally became less dizzy.

Why is it okay for my son to eat, and he will have diarrhea as soon as he eats. Noble, your own belly! After putting on his pants and washing his hands, Mr. Ma returned to the rest area to find that his son was missing and his wife was gone.

Where did these two go? I don't have to wait for myself.

"Xiao Wei Xiao Wei—"

Mr. Ma called out to his son and looked around.

At this time, his wife came out of the bathroom slowly and leisurely, and held up her round and unkempt hair, it turned out that she was making up and combing her hair, but it was later than she came out, and she didn't know that her son had lost it.

"Why didn't you come out until now? I ask you, what about the son? ”

"It's not here!"

Mrs. Ma pointed her hand at the table, but she didn't see her son, ah, her son is gone? Mr. Ma angrily scolded his wife:

"Where are you, where are you? You know that you have a face, and you don't know if your son is lost. ”

Mrs. Ma hurriedly ran to the table and saw that there was an extra plate of popcorn on the table, which seemed to have been eaten. Oh no, it can't be a crutch!

"Blame me, your son has encountered a kidnapper, look for it!"

The two ran out of the rest area in a panic, shouting, "Xiaowei, where are you!" ”

There are people coming and going, but there are so many children, but none of them is their own Xiaowei.

Mr. Ma stopped a caretaker and asked him if he had seen a little boy of six or seven years old, so tall and wearing black and white suspenders. The administrator shook his head, there are too many children here, he said that he could find out seven or eight in an instant, which one was he talking about?

The thug watched from under the big turntable as the two of them looked anxiously looking for their son, clasping hands, and the man leaned on the railing, with a straw in his mouth, and snickered.

After a while, the two of them thought of going to the playground broadcasting station and asking the loudspeaker to find their son. The thug walked over slowly, stood a step behind Mr. Ma, and said quietly:

"Your son is in heaven!"

"Huh?"

Mr. Ma was frightened, and when he turned back to find the person he had just spoken, he was nowhere to be found. Son in heaven? In heaven? Mr. Ma thought uneasily, but heard Mrs. Ma shouting:

"Ah, Xiaowei Xiaowei!"

It turned out that his son had been tricked into playing with the Ferris wheel. When Mrs. Ma was looking around, the compartment where Xiaowei was sitting just happened to turn to the bottom, and Mrs. Ma saw it at a glance and hurriedly went up to call him. Xiao Wei shook his little hand, looked at his stepmother and smiled, and slowly turned to a high place.

Mr. Ma hurried over and was terrified, how did this son get up, who took him on the Ferris wheel?

"Do you blame me? The child was playful and ran to ride the Ferris wheel. ”

Mrs. Ma muttered a few words. Mr. Ma immediately asked her:

"The money you gave?"

"I didn't!"

Mr. Ma felt that this was strange, and someone followed them to the amusement park, coaxed his son to ride the Ferris wheel, and said that "his son is in the sky" to scare him.

Who the hell was the man who just spoke? What is he going to do? Mr. Ma turned his head in horror and looked around, and everyone seemed to be smiling at him, all of them were terrified, as if they were all muttering, "Your son is in heaven, your son is in heaven." "Ah, is there something wrong with this Ferris wheel, will it drop my son?

"Xiaowei, come down quickly!"

Mrs. Ma looked at him with a panicked and frightened look, and felt strange, Xiaowei just slipped away to play the Ferris wheel, and the little ghost was clever enough to avoid the inspection of the ticket seller.

What's there to be afraid of? The Ferris wheel was still spinning, and Mr. Ma's heart was in his throat, staring at his son. Fortunately, it finally stopped safely.

As soon as the door opened, Mr. Ma picked up his son and hugged him tightly. Xiaowei was still afraid that his father would scold him, but who knew that his father just asked him, who gave you the money to sit on this?

"It's an uncle, and he buys me popcorn to eat."

Mrs. Ma felt strange now. Mr. Ma asked his son again, "Where is that uncle now?" Xiaowei looked around and shook his head and said, "It's gone." ”

"Let's go, let's go home."

Mr. Ma held his son in his arms and hurried out of the playground with his wife, like refugees fleeing from the enemy. Who have you offended? How did you get into trouble with the enemy after only half a year in Shanghai? What will you do to take my son's life?

The three of them hurried to the entrance of the playground, and Mr. Ma put down his son and beckoned a tall carriage. The coachman lowered the brim of his hat, wiped the cushions with a towel, and bowed down to invite them to sit down.

After Mr. Ma took his wife and son to sit down, he waved his hand and shouted to the coachman to go to the "Xishan Villa". The coachman looked ahead, smiled strangely, and said:

"Nishiyama? The West Mountain is close to the West Heaven, send you to the West Heaven! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he rounded his arms, and whipped the horse's buttocks, and the horse's hooves fell on the ground like a Spitfire wheel, and the carriage rushed out, and the youngest son was happy to clap his hands and laugh, and the cry of "Fly and Fly" made the lady so frightened that she couldn't possess her body, and she shouted to him to slow down.

Mr. Ma held on to the bar tightly and told him to pull slowly. It wasn't that he was afraid of the speed, but what the driver had just said. What "Xishan is close to the West Heaven, send you to the West Heaven!" ”

Was this man joking or was he deliberately trying to scare him? What are you worried about, I don't know you, why bother? The wind was blowing, Mr. Ma and Mrs. Ma shouted all the way to the wind, and Mrs. called to stop several times, but the driver ignored them, but ran faster and faster.

I'm not tired! I'm throwing up. Mr. Ma covered his chest, held back his nausea, and didn't dare to speak again, it's really noisy today, I'm going to vomit again after pulling, what kind of god did I commit? Which imp did you run into? I...... Who have I offended, what good and bad things have I done lately.

Poor Mr. Ma looked pained and closed his eyes thinking about what he had done recently. Aren't all acquaintances in dealings, and I haven't had a holiday with anyone! Oh, yes, that's the matter of bidding for that piece of land. That's it, a lot of people are fighting for it, I'm going to join in the fun, I'm not mine, it's also a giveaway, I don't want it, this day was scared to the point that my heart was going to break.

Finally arrived at the West Hill Villa. In front of the iron fence is a gold-lacquered door plate with the words "Horse House" written on it. The coachman pulled the reins of the horse abruptly, and sat down steadily, and the people in the car might as well rush forward, and Mr. Ma even rolled off the car.

"Ouch, my knees!"

Mr. Ma couldn't stop rolling around on the ground, shouting "ouch" vigorously. The coachman looked at him, raised his hat, and said coldly:

"Just kidding, Boss Ma."

The lady hurriedly came down to help him up, rubbed his knees and asked him if he had broken his bones, and pointed to the coachman and scolded:

"You're going to die, you ran so fast and you threw my husband down."

Mr. Ma advised her not to make noise and asked the coachman:

"Who are you and what do you want?"

The coachman turned the head of the car, lowered the brim of his hat, and a smile colder than a knife flashed coldly on the tip of his teeth, and his mouth was still the same sentence:

"I'm sending you to the western heavens."

After saying that, he ran away, and the lady cursed him loudly in the back:

"You're insane, you're good at hitting stones."

Mr. Ma told her to stop scolding and take her son into the house quickly. As soon as the door opened, there was a bloody "horse's head" on the square table in the hall, which was a plaster statue from his own collection, and now it was splashed with red paint. The horse's eyes, the horse's mouth, the horse's nose, and the horse's ears all shed "blood", which is too scary. Mrs. Ma was so frightened that she screamed, and Mr. Ma quickly covered her son's eyes.

Shanghai is really not a peaceful place, full of murderous opportunities, open and secret fighting. I just wanted to do a little business, but I was caught as an artilleryman. Now that he's in trouble, Lord Yama is worried about himself. This place should not stay for a long time, and it is important to leave quickly to save your life.

The house is rented anyway, if you don't want it, you don't want it, and the money is also stored in the field, so run away! Never show up in Shanghai again, and never set foot in Shanghai again. That night, Mr. and Mrs. Ma packed only two rattan suitcases, brought some clothes and fled Shanghai in a hurry.

"What, the guy surnamed Ma ran away?"

Xiao Lin took up the case in the office, this crooked horse swallowed so much money and ran away? Isn't it impossible to get the land that was tendered? Xiao Lin's subordinate Ah Ghost asked, do you want to find him back and get the money back? Xiao Lin took a puff of cigarette, understood that this was someone making trouble behind his back, his eyes were fierce, and he said:

"Arrest him for me, swallow my money and misunderstand my business, surnamed Ma, I won't spare you."

Xiao Lin snuffed out the cigarette butt fiercely, and secretly thought: Big brother, you have a kind, everything must be in front of me. I can't outrun you, and I'm going to trip you.

The result of the bidding was not surprising at all, and the piece of gold fell firmly into the palm of Dalin's hand. Haha, this piece of land is a big gold ingot, exactly the same shape as the palm print of the ingot in my hand. What is mine is mine. Ha ha!

Da Lin walked briskly down the corridor and met Xiao Lin head-on.

Xiao Lin opened his mouth to congratulate the eldest brother on winning the bid. Dalin's face was full of joy, satisfaction and pride, and he couldn't hide it. Tie Ming stood behind him, lowered his head and smiled, seeing that Xiao Lin's face was not very good, but he forced out a smile.

"Big brother, are you still going to build a school on that piece of land?"

"Alas, second brother, eldest brother, I have changed my mind, I want to build a grave on that piece of land, hahaha......"

Kobayashi smiled reluctantly, it was even more ugly than crying. Dalin finished laughing and said:

"Second brother, why do you seem to be interested in this land, it's okay, if you are interested, our brothers will develop it together, you don't need to be secret, you have to pull outsiders."

Xiao Lin's face turned blue in an instant, and he was ridiculed by his eldest brother for breaking his words. How can I swallow this breath? Tie Ming took out his white handkerchief and rubbed his nose twice, a little uncomfortable. Xiao Lin glared at him viciously, and that gaze was even more piercing than a knife.

……