"Haha, hello Uncle Tang, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, do you remember me?" Mo Shu smiled happily.

Tang Xianxian's sentence "Little Mo Shu" just now made him suddenly feel like he had returned to his childhood.

"Why don't you remember? Even if I don't remember you, I remember the Transformers I bought for you! Tang Xianxing has always been a humorous person who likes gags, and it seems that he is still "dead and unchanging" when he is older.

"Old Don! You're just a picker, you're old, and you don't forget the 130 yuan! Mo Shanhe also raised his eyebrows and teased.

You must know that in China in the mid-90s, many people with formal jobs had a monthly salary of 2-300 yuan.

And a 130 yuan Transformer is basically on top of a person's half-month salary, even if the same proportion is put to the present, the toys that can only be bought with a half-monthly salary are worth a lot.

If Tang Xianxing hadn't gone to the sea to run a motorcycle business in his early years, he would never have been ruthless enough to buy such an expensive gift for Mo Shu.

However, on the other hand, this also shows that the friendship between Tang Xianxing and Mo Shanhe back then was really not shallow.

"Hey, hey, hey, why do you always say that I pick it, in today's words, I know how to manage money." Tang Xian's ability to put gold on his face was also a very good skill in the circle of friends back then.

"Hahaha, yes! You have a point in what you say. Mo Shanhe slapped Tang Xian hard, and the other party pretended to be unstable and performed "slanderously", which made Mo Shu and Zhang Aimin laugh, and the four of them couldn't stop happily.

"Look I forgot, I still have two bags of your favorite millet in the car, Mo Shu, go and get them for Uncle Tang." It turned out that Mo Shanhe had always wanted to visit his old friend, and he was afraid that he would forget to bring a gift one day, so he kept it in the trunk.

"Haha, I like the old ghost to be so polite every time, come on, let's go into the house and talk, this friend is also a companion, let's go together." Tang Xianxian saw that Zhang Aimin's legs and feet, who had not recovered for a long time, were also a little inconvenient, so he stepped forward to help him without seeing anything.

Mo Shanhe followed behind and laughed, but he didn't expect these two people to really feel a little "sympathetic".

Mo Shu took the car keys from his father and ran back, he also wanted to talk to Uncle Tang a few more words, after all, he hadn't seen him for many years.

Besides, the great god who his father will invite out of the mountain should be Uncle Tang, if the founder of the Nanshan Automobile Association comes out, see if the current chairman Zhu Tao dares to make a mistake.

Mo Shu happily fantasized about Zhu Tao's appearance when he saw Tang Xianxian's indiscretion, and rushed to the villa with two bags of exquisitely packaged millet.

After trotting all the way, he heard a "bang", and Mo Shu, who only looked down and forgot to look at the road, accidentally collided with others.

The other party also screamed "whoa", sat down solidly, and couldn't stand up with grinning teeth.

Mo Shu stood still and looked, it turned out to be a girl, no wonder he couldn't help bumping into each other, he said "I'm sorry" repeatedly, but he was carrying things in both hands, and he couldn't help the other party up for a while, so he had to lean over to check the other party.

"Blind! Walking TM doesn't have long eyes! "I didn't expect this girl to speak quite well.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you're fine, right?" Although the other party is not polite, in Mo Shu's style, he generally does not have too much trouble with passers-by.

"Your parents didn't teach you to help each other up when you hit someone? Still stunned to death? Seeing that Mo Shu just leaned over to look at her, the girl didn't care about the other party carrying things in both hands, and her attitude became even worse.

"Okay, I'll help you up." The other party's continuous swear sentences had already exposed her upbringing, and Mo Shu frowned slightly when she listened.

Obviously, the girl's swear words disgusted him even more, but Mo Shu still put the two bags of millet aside properly, and stretched out his hands to help the other party up.

However, before Mo Shu could get close to the other party with his hands, there was a scolding sound from behind him.

"Me C, you TM hit my subject? Do you want to reach out and take advantage of NM? "This time it was a young man dressed as a second-rate man.

This made Mo Shu not know what to do for a while, so he could only freeze helplessly in the air with his waist hunched up, not to help, not to help, what are these two people going to do?

"Get out!" The young man spat at the ground and scolded viciously.

“......”

One sentence is more than one sentence is excessive! Mo Shu found that his politeness and humility did not work at all, and straightened up with a cold face.

After a small struggle in his heart, Mo Shu once again endured and did not scold back, it was not that he didn't know how to swear, but the more he experienced, the more he didn't want to cause trouble for himself.

This young man may also think that Mo Shu is real-looking, gray-haired, and he doesn't dare to fight back, thinking that he should be a good bully and a master who "declines before he gets old".

So he made a decisive decision to intensify his efforts, not only approaching Mo Shu with an arrogant and domineering pace, but also kicking away the two bags of millet that Mo Shu had placed on the ground.

Mo Shu's heart churned, that millet was a local product that his father brought to Uncle Tang, and now that the output is small, it is very difficult to buy.

No, I can't stand the birds! A stream of hot blood poured into Mo Shu's brain.

"Little brother, this kick is a bit excessive!" Mo Shu coldly threw out a threat, but in fact he was waiting for the other party to make a move with him.

"Cut~ What do you want?" The young man didn't know who he had offended, but he was very sophisticated and didn't fall for it.

"Pick it up."

"No!"

"Hehe, are you here to queue up to change the car?" Mo Shu had no choice but to change tactics.

"Nonsense! If you don't change the car, what are you doing in a place where birds don't! The young man shook his dumbfounded head.

"Do you dare to compete with me!" Mo Shu tried hard to provoke the other party.

"Afraid of you?!" The young man finally got into the trap.

"Will it accelerate from 0 to 100 km/h?"

"Nonsense! Who wouldn't chop the throttle to death! ”

"Okay, the losing side smashes their own car!" Mo Shu's bet seems to be very bold.

"Uh..." The young man was a little stunned, first of all, he didn't expect to play so big, and secondly, he didn't know what kind of car Mo Shu was driving.

Just as the young man hesitated, he rubbed his arm on the side and encouraged: "Husband, why are you afraid of this leopard, go!" I've got you covered! ”

And other enthusiasts who watched the excitement on the side also coaxed: "Go! That white-haired kid can't do it! ”

In fact, these people don't know that they don't know that they want to modify their cars, and they have been waiting here until they are bored.

Suddenly, there was such an exciting conflict, and everyone was determined not to let the matter settle down.

"Go to war! War! ”

"Match! Race! ”

"Accelerator! Acceleration Race! ”

The noise of the heckling became louder and louder, and the young man felt more and more that he was being picked up and unable to get off the stage this time, so he had to grit his teeth and fight.

Ask for more blessings! Let's hope this white-haired kid's car is rubbish! The young man began to pray silently.