Chapter 522: Little Spirit

Uncle Liu nodded and said: "That kid from the Lu family, now that he has grown up, he has the means to do so, don't look at that kid who is in his early twenties now, he is ruthless!" ”

Ling Bo looked at Uncle Liu with a puzzled face and said, "No, I watched Lu Chen's child grow up, although his temperament is a little colder, but it is not like what you said." Is there some misunderstanding here? ”

When Lu Chen was young, Ling Bo also took him with him, and he took him for several years, until Lu Chen was about ten years old, and he did not leave the Lu family.

When he left, Lu Chen had just turned ten years old, and he could be said to have watched Lu Chen grow up in the past ten years.

In his eyes, although Lu Chen, a child, said that he usually didn't like to talk coldly and didn't like to be close to people, but to be honest, he felt that this child was a good child in his heart.

Very kind and attentive. To say that he did such an excessive thing, he absolutely did not believe it.

Ling Bo vaguely felt that there must be other hidden secrets in this.

"Lao Liu, tell me exactly what's going on." He looked at Uncle Liu and asked.

Uncle Liu was obviously persuaded by Lu Chen to retire because he was found out about doing bad things, but he knew that although Uncle Ling had some trouble with Lu Changtian, no matter what he did, he would never be indiscriminate.

So naturally he won't directly tell the truth of the matter, if he says it as it is, he knows it very well. Ling Bo will not help himself, and will even say the other way around.

His brain spun around a few times in an instant, then he smiled, patted his thigh and said, "Hey! What do you call this?! Lao Lu wants to pass on his position to his grandson. This kid has already begun to cultivate his own downline, and he thinks that we old ministers are an eyesore, and he begins to find a way to clear us out. I was the first to open the knife! Tell me, I'm good to say that I've been following Lao Lu for more than ten years, and I've helped him lay down most of MJ's country, and now, the country is consolidated, and I'm going to clear out our people, you say, is there such a thing?! ”

"What?! Are you serious?! Ling Bo was shocked!

Obviously shocked, he was skeptical of what Uncle Liu said.

Uncle Liu looked at the expression on his face and felt it. He didn't seem to be very willing to believe himself, so he hurriedly said: "Listen to me and say that you were driven away by Lao Lu back then, right?!" If you don't leave, at least half of this MJ will have to be yours now, right? Look at what kind of life he Lu Changtian is living now, looking at you, Lu Changtian can have today, it must be half of your credit, why now, when he is old, our brothers have fallen like this, but his Lu family is living a life of being a master? ! They all stepped on our hard work! ”

This was a little impressive to Uncle Ling, this is not bad, Lu Changtian can have today, it is indeed inseparable from these old people, but it was not Lu Changtian who wanted to drive him away, it was he who chose to leave.

"Don't talk about the things of the year, the past is over, let's talk about these things now, are what you said true? Lao Lu really let Lu Chen do these things?! Ling Bo asked suspiciously.

Uncle Liu nodded and said, "What am I lying to you for, I came to the United States all the way to deceive you?" Isn't it? ”

Uncle Ling thought about it, they hadn't seen each other for so many years, and Uncle Liu had no reason to lie to him.

"If only it were like what you said. That's too unreasonable, it's my business for me to go, you old people, how can you do this to you? Ling Bo had a displeased expression on his face.

Uncle Liu saw that what he said worked, and he was a little happy in his heart, and then looked at Uncle Ling with an innocent face and said, "Isn't it." ”

The two chatted for a while, and Ling Bo looked at the time and said, "That's it, it's noon, I'll take you to dinner, in New York, it's not easy to eat authentic Chinese food, today I'll take you to a Sichuan restaurant, you can taste it, it's not enough to taste." ”

Uncle Liu smiled and said: "You kid is careful, after so many years, I still remember that I like to eat Sichuan food." ”

"Haha, brothers, you're just going to eat your life. Who can not remember this!? He smiled back.

The two of them walked out of the office talking and laughing all the way.

Ling Bo walked to the front desk and said to the receptionist at the front desk: "My good brother is here today, happy, I will invite you to dinner at noon today, you go and order food for everyone, how much money will you go back, ask me for reimbursement, and order whatever you want to eat." ”

After saying that, he and Uncle Liu left.

The winter in New York is really cold, and the two of them walk on the street, not talking much, and burrowing cool air into the trachea with one mouth.

Both of them walked forward quickly, turning one alley after another.

When I went to the deepest part, there was a small house in a small inconspicuous corner on the right-hand side.

Uncle Ling walked in with Uncle Liu, and the first thing that caught his eye was a white and chubby middle-aged man, he looked full of oil, but he was not the kind of disgusting oily face, it was the face of happiness and wealth in people's lives.

Shy, with a slightly raised beer belly.

Seeing Ling Bo come in, he seemed very happy, and greeted him in Mandarin with a Sichuan accent: "Come, it's still the same today?" ”

Ling Bo smiled and said: "This is my former good brother, come to New York to see me, happy today, add two hard dishes, you can look at what, my brother is very good at eating spicy drops." ”

"Howler!" The boss smiled at Uncle Liu on the side and said.

Uncle Ling took Uncle Liu to the place where he often sits.

"I've been in New York all these years, and I've relied on these places and these people to keep my Chinese stomach. When I first came here, I couldn't get used to the cold, raw food that these gringos ate, and I had a lot of stomach problems. You don't know, but the first time I came here and ate a meal of rice with diced spicy chicken, I was so happy that I wanted to cry. Since then, I've been eating here a lot. Ling Bo talked about his life over the years.

Uncle Liu smiled and shouted at the boss: "Boss, come have a bottle of liquor." ”

The boss brought a bottle of Erguotou, who in their age hasn't drunk Erguotou!

As soon as the wine came up, Uncle Liu immediately poured a glass for Uncle Ling and said, "Come, brother, I will give you a glass." ”

"Okay, let's go!" Ling Bo also picked up his wine glass and touched it with him.

Although there are not many bottles in the second pot, the degree is high, and the two cups are down, and the faces of the two people are a little red and a little drunk.

The boss brought the food up, and the two of them drank wine for a while.

After three rounds of drinking, the two began to talk nonsense.

"Hey, tell me about you, why did you leave when it was in the middle of the day?!" Uncle Liu looked at him puzzled and asked.

Ling Bo was also a little drunk, and waved his hand and said, "Hey! I waited for her, but she never came back, and the only thing left was the land. Now the land is gone, and the people are gone. Ling Bo said.

"She? Who is it? Uncle Liu asked.

"My little spirit, my little spirit!" When Ling Bo mentioned this name, his eyes were full of tears, and his eyes were red.

"Little Spirit? How come I've never heard you say that? Uncle Liu asked.

With the strength of wine, Ling Bo began to mention Xiaoling's matter in front of people for the first time.

Who is Little Spirit? It was Ling Yuan's mother.

Speaking of Ling Yuan, who is he, he is a poisonous tongue.

But Ling Bo didn't know that he had such a son in this world.

Okay, back to Xiaoling.

Xiao Ling and Ling Bo met on the train, that year, Ling Bo and Lu Changtian went to the sea together, and on the train back, he met Xiao Ling, who was a conductor on the train.

At that time, Xiao Ling, who was a conductor, was checking the ticket, and when he found an old man, he couldn't get the ticket.

The old man was dressed in tatters, and there were a few dirty cloth bags beside him.

It looks very embarrassing. After finding out that he didn't have a ticket, Xiao Ling tore off a ticket from the ticket clip and stuffed it into the old man's hand, then took out the money from his pocket and put the ticket money on the hand, and stuffed a hundred yuan into the old man's hand and said, "Old man, you can take it and buy some delicious food." ”

Before the old man could say "thank you", she had already left.

Ling Bo, who was on the side, kept watching this scene, in those days, the salary of the conductor was less than four hundred yuan a month.

As soon as she stuffed it, half a month's salary was gone.

Ling Bo was attracted to this girl at that time, she was good-looking, with a pair of round eyes and two shallow dimples.

He immediately caught up with him, the young man was strong-blooded, and when he met the woman he liked when he was young, he had to catch up without hesitation.

"Hey! Beauty, make up a ticket. He chased after him and said to Xiao Ling.

As soon as he heard that he was going to make up the ticket, Xiao Ling turned around, looked at him with a rigid expression on his face and said, "Take out your ticket and I'll take a look, where are you making it up?" ”

"Unfortunately, I lost my ticket, you see, this is how to do this?" Ling Bo began to "make it bad".

"Then you give me your ID card, and I'll take a look. Can I find your information? Xiao Ling said.

"If you don't look at it, you just make up from this station to the final station, and I will get off where you get off." He looked at her with a grin and said.

"You person, why are you so unserious, where are you going to get off!" She said sharply.

"Hee-hee~" He just looked at her and smiled.

Xiao Ling snorted, turned his head and left.

He was right behind her ass and kept following. Xiao Ling continued to check the ticket and ignored him.

When I found the next carriage, I met a big man with no ticket.

Xiao Ling, this girl, was beyond his expectations.

The big man, with a very bad attitude, looked at Xiao Ling contemptuously, just one sentence, I just don't make up the ticket! What can you do!