"Bet on what?"

"Bet you can't tell! My daughter Xiaofan will not only survive next year, but also build my old Tang chicken noodles into a star-rated hotel with a daily turnover of 100,000 yuan within two years! ”

Chen San didn't speak, he squinted his eyes as if hesitating about something:

"What's in it for me to make a bet with you?"

My dad said, "If two years later, the daily turnover of this old Tang chicken noodles is less than 100,000, you can not only take me, but also take away the rice, and ......."

Speaking of this, he thought for a moment: "You can also take Liang Yuan, who was on your body, away!" ”

After listening to what my dad said, if it weren't for the fact that my life was at stake now, I would have burst out laughing. What the hell is my dad thinking, it is you Tang Sihai who has a grudge against Chen San, he hates the house and wants to take me away by the way.

And Liang Yuan is just a passerby, and this matter has nothing to do with him from beginning to night.

This is simply an unequal treaty, and in any way, it does not benefit Chen San in any way. Chen San, this ghost is just fat, and he is not a fool, so he will definitely not agree.

Just thinking about it, Chen San, who was thinking about it, suddenly raised his head and actually said, "Okay, deal!" ”

I......

He, really, agreed...... What's going on? Does being fat really affect IQ? This Chen San is fat to five hundred pounds, and his brain is not enough?

Either way, it's illogical.

As soon as my dad heard this, he ran upstairs, and a minute later, he came down with a pen and paper.

I saw him throw the paper on the table, pick up the pen and write a large article.

He spread out the piece of paper: "Since we have already agreed, let's sign an agreement, after all, there is no basis for words, and the words are clearly written in black and white, which is good for everyone!" ”

I have to say, my dad is really shrewd.

Although Chen San was drunk, he actually took the agreement written by my father and read it very carefully. It also pointed out several mistakes in my dad's choice of words and sentences.

After that, my dad pulled out some black ash from under the stove.

He carefully placed the ashes on a plate, smeared a little on them, and put a black handprint on the paper. Then he turned back to me and said:

"Xiaofan, you are also one of the parties, come and press a fingerprint!"

I sighed, remembered my father's instructions, and hurried over to touch my fingerprints.

Seeing that our father and daughter were full of sincerity, Chen San also pressed his handprint. The moment I saw his thumb up, my dad and I breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

After finishing the matter, Chen San slowly stood up from his chair. I heard a creak in the chair he had been sitting in, and then the poor chair shattered into several pieces.

Before leaving, he hiccuped, looked back at us, and suddenly said: "Tang Sihai, you dare to negotiate with the ghost to sign an agreement and negotiate conditions, you really have the courage." ”

What does this mean? What is he trying to express?

My dad took the agreement: "It's signed in black and white, do you want to regret it?" ”

Chen San smiled: "Of course I won't regret it, Tang Sihai, you have tortured me for more than ten years, I have to take revenge on you." Speaking of this, a weird smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"Have you ever heard of a game of cat and mouse?"

After saying this inexplicable sentence, Chen San laughed twice, only to see him twist his fat body and leave step by step with difficulty.

Standing at the door of the store, the flickering street lamps on Huaihua Street, my expression was in a trance. After a while, I turned around and saw my dad sitting on a stool, looking very tired.

"Dad......" I stepped forward to say something, and my dad gasped:

"Xiaofan, then Chen San is right, your Yangshou has indeed come to an end, but I have found a way to buy you another two years, you must grasp it. The lives of our father and daughter will be entrusted to you. ”

As he spoke, he stood up on his stool and walked outside.

I called him from behind, "Dad, where are you going?" ”

He glanced outside the store, and the sky in the distance appeared white: "It's not early, I have to go." He handed the agreement to me: "Xiaofan, remember, there are only two years, and the future fate of our father and daughter depends on you!" ”

After a pause, he said again: "Remember, there is something to find Tang Muzhou!" ”

With the unclear street lamp, my dad left.

Standing in front of the shop, I yelled at his back, but he ignored me.

I called him again, but he didn't look back. I realized that he might not come back after him, so I hurried after him, but I had just gone out the door when I tripped over something.

I fainted.

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on the bed.

Stretching and thinking back to everything that had happened in my dream, I felt amused and a little terrifying. In retrospect, I must have been too tired to have such messy dreams.

Just as I was about to get up, my hand touched something, and when I looked over, I was stunned.

I saw a piece of paper on the head of my bed, which was the "agreement" signed with Chen San in my dream, and the three black handprints were clearly visible!

How is this possible?

Is everything that happened in the dream real?

Just thinking about it, at this moment, there was the sound of the pot stove stir-frying downstairs, and I just went out of the door when I saw the bedroom door next door open.

Inside, there was no one.

Grabbing my phone holder, I went downstairs. I saw a man standing on the edge of the pot with his back to me, stir-frying something with a spatula, sweating like rain.

That person looked at the back, it was definitely not my dad!

I held the phone holder and walked forward step by step, standing a meter away from him and stopped. The man turned around abruptly and smiled at me:

"Xiaofan, you're awake."

Seeing that it was Liang Yuan, I breathed a sigh of relief.

This guy stayed for free for one night, and he was really conscious, and he got up early in the morning and made a big pot of fried noodles with eggs and tomatoes, and the taste was actually very good.

I was indeed hungry and ate the bowl of noodles.

It was Liang Yuan, who only ate two bites and put it down. He shook his head: "I ate too much last night, and I still feel like I'm holding back, and when I woke up this morning, I feel like everything is still in my throat." ”

After eating, I washed up and told Liang Yuan that I was going to the hospital to see my father.

When he heard this, he also said that he would follow me, and I saw that he was sincere and said hello.

As I was about to leave the chicken miscellaneous store, I saw a few broken stools in the corner. Liang Yuan said that when he went downstairs today, he saw these wooden blocks falling crookedly on the ground.

Isn't this the stool that Chen San sat on badly?

My mood at the moment is really indescribable.

The time for the intensive care unit was not yet up, and I could only look at my dad through the glass window. He was still sleeping heavily on the bed, but there was a very obvious red and swollen mark on his left forehead.