7. Confusing

The calendar was torn to July 22, 2002, which was the sixth day that Mo Lei came here.

Colombia is a very peculiar place, where the temperature is almost constant all year round, except for Bogotá, where the temperature is not too high, other cities are about 30 degrees all year round, which is very comfortable and makes people lazy, Mo Lei has been wandering around in addition to learning Spanish these days, and he has seen local young people in the town doing nothing every day, wandering around, and provoking Mo Lei with crooked eyebrows and squinting several times, but Mo Lei really doesn't want to cause trouble.

Mo Lei guessed that this is probably also the root cause of the violence, as young people of 17 and 8 years old do not go to school or work, and it is inevitable that they will cause trouble when they do nothing. In the past few days, he has seen at least 3 scuffles, one of which is with a pistol and a shotgun, of course, he dodges very quickly, and if he is hit by a stray bullet, it will be a big oolong.

As for the violence that happened to him, it was very quiet, as if the first biker and the burglary in the early hours of the next morning were really random, and the thugs who robbed Bernikin's daughter by him violently did not see anyone to retaliate.

Of course, during this period, the two policemen who were fat, thin, black and white came to him once, and asked about him beating people and snatching guns, Mo Lei was fooled in a few words, and he didn't care whether the other party believed his words or not. Regarding the body of the burglary, the other party didn't say a word, and Mo Lei didn't ask, he already knew the result he needed to know.

The only thing that touched Mo Lei a little was that the fat policeman Cell returned his passport to him, and he knew that it was his phone call to the embassy that worked.

On the law firm's side, the documents that need to be processed have been processed, Mo Lei only needs to wait for Mr. Wilson's news with peace of mind, and go with him to handle the tax procedures of the tax bureau, and then he can take the estate and dispose of it at will, of course, within the scope of the will, but Mo Lei doesn't care about this, he just wants to get the funds as soon as possible, so that he can remit it back to the child who is lying on the hospital bed weakly.

He called yesterday and asked his friend to remember to worship the spirit tablets placed in the living room, and he also knew that Xiaoyu's condition had deteriorated.

The doctor's meaning is that there is no need to save this child, unless there is a god to make a move, but how can Mo Lei give up, this is the only bloodline of the Da Teng family, no matter how much money is spent, even if it is a hell, Mo Lei will go and snatch him back.

He sat quietly in a corner of the small park in the community, or rather, the center of the community's activities.

This is where the old people usually sit together and bask in the sun, there is a small bamboo forest swaying in the wind in the center of the square, a few old people talking and laughing in the shade of the flower beds, and there is a football field surrounded by barbed wire in the park, in which a few children shout and play football. The afternoon sun shines on the deep green leaves in the park.

A little girl grabbed a Barbie doll in her hand, and there was a puppy running back and forth at her feet, behind her, followed by her sweaty mother, the little girl saw Mo Lei, raised the doll in her hand and greeted him.

A few young people sat on the edge of a flower bed and drank beer, presumably discussing someone's affair on a particular day, laughing loudly and happily.

If it weren't for the graffiti on the walls; If it weren't for the barrels of the guns and the guards looming at the exit, if it weren't for the weapons looming under the plackets of the young men; Mo Lei seemed to have returned to China in a trance, as comfortable as an afternoon in a small town in the southwest.

"Mr. Mo." A timid voice sounded beside him, Mo Lei had already seen the child coming over just now, so he smiled and turned his head, "Xiao Qiao, why are you alone?" What about your grandfather? ”

The child looked at Mo Lei with innocent eyes that were extremely inconsistent with his actual age, and there was a crystal bead of sweat on his nose.

"My grandfather is at home, and he collects rent today." The boy hesitated for a moment before replying, saying that he was collecting rent because his grandfather had rented all of his plantation to other families after his parents died.

"Well, do you need my help with anything?" Mo Lei patted the cement pier next to him, "Come, sit down and say." ”

His heart was a little sour, and he remembered the boy lying on the hospital bed.

"No, no, my grandfather said, if you don't mind, you can go to our house for dinner, and my grandfather will cook you steak." The boy's head shook like a rattle.

Mo Lei laughed, reached out and touched his cleanly shaved chin, "Cheng, go back and tell your grandfather, I will definitely go to your house to eat the steak he made." He saw that the young man named Xie Jun had also come from the other end of the square, and motioned for the boy to leave first.

"I've seen this outfit, and you're wearing it pretty well." Xie Jun strode to Mo Lei's side, first commented on Mo Lei's clothes, and then patted the dust on the cement pier before turning around and sitting down.

"Oh?"

"Well, I also washed Mr. Meng a few times."

"Oh."

"My brother-in-law said that you can stay at his house, so that it will be convenient for you to eat or something, why don't you go?"

"Forget it, eating is just a physiological need of the body that is unexpected, just eat enough, and don't want to trouble people." Mo Lei looked at Xie Jun with a smile, he didn't want to explain the reason why he didn't go to live at Berniekin's house, because he didn't want to bring trouble to Bernie's family.

He was on his own, and he could sleep wherever he wanted.

Mo Lei has collected a lot of information in the past few days. Regarding Xie Jun, it turned out that before Meng Chenglong died, this Xie Jun was like half a son of the Meng family, usually helping Meng Chenglong take care of daily affairs, and occasionally doing housework or something. Therefore, after Meng Chenglong died suddenly, many people thought that not to mention that all of this inheritance was given to Xie Jun, at least part of it would be his, but no one expected that Meng Chenglong's will would not even have his name on it.

Mo Lei thought that this should be the reason why Xie Jun's eyes were full of resistance when he looked at him that day. After learning about it in the past few days, he understands very well that the young man in front of him, who doesn't seem to be very old, has a good reputation in the community, but of course, he is actually quite scheming. But he didn't care, he believed that this kid couldn't do anything hurtful, and he wouldn't give him a chance.

One of the questions he has always had is about Meng Chenglong's family.

Mo Lei flipped out a dark yellow black-and-white photo in the bedroom of his residence, on which was a photo of a woman and Meng Chenglong, the two looked relaxed and smiling, like a couple in love. However, Mo Lei asked the old people in the community about Meng Chenglong's marriage and family, so everyone kept it secretive and talked about him left and right.

"Xie Jun, how much of the output value will be charged as rent for a normal lease here, such as renting out a plantation the size of your family?"

"Usually 25 percent, but also 30 percent." Xie Jun played with the mobile phone in his hand, squinting at the sunlight projected in the shade of the trees, and in the light, hundreds of millions of dust flew away.

"I'm thinking, either I'll entrust someone to manage it, or I'll sell it, I can't guard it here, just take what I can take." Mo Lei took out a box of Chinese cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Xie Jun, "Come, smoke Chinese cigarettes." ”

Xie Jun took the cigarette and smiled.

"I'm afraid it's hard to rent, who knows how long this place can be kept."

"Huh? You mean the company that came to buy? ”

"Yes, everyone says that they don't sell or don't sell, but there are still some people who have already started to sell land in their hearts. After all, on the one hand, there is a government that is eyeing the tiger, and on the other hand, there is an unreasonable underworld, and we have long coveted this place, and we, ah, no one can afford to offend. Xie Jun said in the direction where Wu Xiaoqiao left, "If it weren't for Old Man Wu's prestige, there would have been no Chinese here." ”

"So serious? Don't you have to pay a hefty tax every year to get protection? ”

Xie Jun took a puff of cigarette, coughed wildly a few times, and dragged the sentence, "We are just a small boat trying to survive in the cracks." ”

"Protect your." Maybe he felt that what he said was too poetic and too inconsistent with his image, so he scolded a foul word before he spoke again, "In this place, I don't know how to spend my money, and those who are good at reading have gone to the United States and England, and only people like us will stay here." ”

"Oh, then your brother-in-law, why did you run back?" Mo Lei is talking about Berigin.

"He's stupid, he can't bear my sister, and my sister would rather die here than go half a step away, even if she wants her to go to Medellin and Barsky, she won't."

Mo Lei was silent.

"Why did you return the pistol to Caesar that day?" Xie Jun saw that Mo Lei didn't answer, so he changed the topic.

"What am I going to do with a gun?"

Mo Lei felt that Xie Jun was more and more interesting, and he didn't even accept the offer, so let's go straight in.

"It's always going to work."

"I hope I don't use it. By the way, what is your impression of my cousin's wife? "Suddenly I remembered that photo,

"Huh? I haven't met her, and I heard that she was divorced a long time ago and moved to Mexico. ”

"It's a pity that the old Meng family has no descendants." Mo Lei sighed falsely and looked at Xie Jun with his eyes.

Xie Jun didn't seem to want to delve too much into this issue, raised his arm and looked at his watch, "I have to go out to town for a while, do you want to go around together?" ”

Mo Lei's eyes flashed, "No, hey, the tattoo on your body is quite special, what kind of pattern is this?" The moment he lifted his sleeve, he saw a tattoo with a terrifying shape, this tattoo, this is the third time he has seen it.

"It's nothing, this is the head of the Andean Condor, the Andean Condor is the guardian totem of Colombia, and I tattooed it when I was a teenager when I was ignorant. Then I'll go first, and I'll take you to the plantation another day. ”

Xie Jun stood up and called out to several other young people, who walked out of the door with a bang.

Looking at their backs, Mo Lei fell into deep thought.