Wangjiatun!

Early in the morning, Wang Zhiwu carried a thermos pot in his left hand, a few buns in his right hand, hummed a small song in his mouth, and walked towards his house with steps that his six relatives did not recognize.

He was bringing breakfast to He Daobei.

As soon as Wang Zhiwu hummed this little song, he caught a glimpse of Wang Benshan stretching his neck outside his courtyard to look in, quite a feeling of being a thief.

"Where's Brother Benshan?"

Wang Zhiwu suddenly opened his mouth and called out.

Wang Benshan was taken aback for a moment, glanced sideways at Wang Zhiwu, and said with a humble heart.

"I didn't look at anything, I heard that the wall of your house was hit by a car last night, so I came over to take a look."

"Ha, that's all a misunderstanding, my friend doesn't know that I live in the second mother's house, so I knocked down the wall with one foot of the accelerator, just to get my attention, this temper is really hot."

Wang Zhiwu said with a smile, and then glanced at Lu Xun who was parked in the courtyard.

"Indeed!"

Wang Benshan smiled and dropped a sentence.

"I still have something to do, let's go first."

He walked away.

"Brother Benshan, do you want to come in and sit down first, you should have heard of my friend, it is Mr. He Dao Beihe, I will introduce you to you."

Wang Zhiwu is quite good at coming to things and said.

“……”

Wang Benshan didn't look back, but just raised his hand to signal.

"Now the identity of the Heaven and Earth Business Alliance is confirmed."

Wang Zhiwu stood at the door, looking at Wang Benshan's departing back, and couldn't help muttering.

"Blessings and misfortunes! Alas, I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing, I can only take one step at a time. ”

Wang Zhiwu sighed, shook his head, and walked in with breakfast.

"Smack, smack, smack......"

"Crunch..."

Wang Zhiwu knocked on the door and waited for a while to see that no one opened the door, so he tried to push the door, but he didn't expect it to open.

"Huh? Mr. He, is Mr. He here? ”

Wang Zhiwu craned his neck and shouted twice, and seeing that no one responded, he stepped in.

"Gone? No matter how you say hello, you don't call one. ”

Wang Zhiwu walked around the house and didn't find He Daobei, even the half-dead Lin Xuanbei was nowhere to be found.

In fact, as early as more than an hour ago, He Daobei and Lin Xuanbei were picked up by Hong Tu who rushed over.

Before leaving, He Daobei wanted to talk to Wang Zhiwu, but unfortunately he didn't know Wang Zhiwu's phone number, and he didn't know where he lived, so he could only say goodbye.

"I'm leaving, why do you still leave your car outside, and use my house as a parking lot."

Wang Zhiwu muttered dissatisfiedly.

He originally wanted to come over to send "warmth", cultivate and cultivate feelings, and maybe get more sponsorship when the time comes, but he didn't expect people and birds to leave quietly.

Wang Zhiwu wanted to leave, but after a casual glance, he saw a washing plate on the folded futon on the kang that was very inconsistent, and then walked over to take a look.

I saw two piles of banknotes and a business card inside, Wang Zhiwu picked up the business card and looked at it, this is He Daobei's personal business card, and then picked up two stacks of banknotes and counted, a pile of 10,000 is just 20,000.

"It's really rich!"

Wang Zhiwu put 20,000 yuan in his pocket and grinned.

"Do you want to send me away with 20,000 yuan? That's no way! ”

"Ringer ......"

At this time, the mobile phone rang, and he didn't need to guess Wang Zhiwu to know who it was, because there was only one person number in his address book - gold ingots.

"What are you doing?"

Wang Zhiwu answered the phone, and the sweet and greasy voice of the gold ingots came, obviously in a good mood.

"Enjoy the flowers in spring and the snow in winter, wake up and miss Qing, and dream of Qing."

Wang Zhiwu held the mobile phone far away from his ear, and opened his mouth to say a love poem.

This is not far away, because his broken second-hand mobile phone leaks, if it is attached to his face, the half of his face has to be given electric hemp, he was charged the first time he didn't know, and he almost didn't throw away the phone.

And in the past few days, Wang Zhiwu has been so wasteful, and he has a love sentence for the gold ingots from time to time, which makes the landlord's stupid white sweet is red-faced, and the ultimate purpose of this goods is just to borrow money.

As for the gold ingots, does it mean that?

At first, Wang Zhiwu really didn't think about it, but this slowly began to scratch in his heart, after all, the gold ingots are the stupid white sweetness of the landlord's family, and the small appearance is even more watery, and it is strange if he is not moved.

However, Wang Zhiwu knew that he was not a general, and how could he match the girl in the world, so he could only suppress this commotion for the time being.

"Phew, nasty!"

Obviously, Jin Yuan understood the meaning of this poem and scolded in a coquettish voice.

"I'm not a high-class person. Besides, why are you nasty? ”

The king planted the next wave.

"Hmph, you... I'll ignore you if you say that again. ”

"Yes, then you ask again"

"What more?"

"I'm digging your grave, are you satisfied?"

“……”

………

Shendu, the third floor of the Heaven and Earth Business Alliance!

The fat Wang Chongyang is sitting at the table enjoying a luxurious breakfast, on which there is a roast suckling pig and some seafood, which is richer than the banquet.

And all this is only enjoyed by Wang Chongyang alone, although he will not feast and be swept away, but he will go into battle with his bare hands, eat with his mouth full of oil, and have the heroic style of a hero in the green forest.

"Step, step, step......"

"You're all three high, and you still eat like this every morning?"

Xiang Tiange walked over with a slightly lame leg and sat opposite Wang Chongyang.

"I'm scared of poverty, and it's not practical to eat some meat every morning."

Wang Chongyang broke open a roasted milk leg with his hand, gnawed it very heroically, and then puffed out his cheeks and asked politely.

"Something to eat?"

"I'm not used to it."

Xiang Tiange shook his head, and then said a question.

"Last night, the north moved, Daobei and Wei clashed, Lin Xuanbei was seriously injured by Lu Wuyu, Wei Wuxian's driver was scrapped by Hong Tu, and the first confrontation was a draw."

"Who's going to do it first?"

Wang Chongyang did not show surprise at this news, because it was a matter of time, and he continued to nibble on roasted milk legs without raising his head.

"Wei Wuxian took the lead in making a move, and Daobei will fight back again."

Xiang Tiange then added.

"Wei Wuxian's side is his son Wei Tianyang and Daobei are fighting, Wei Wuxian has been staying in Ice City and has not moved."

"The first meeting is a test of each other, and then the second round is a full-fledged exchange, which may last a little longer, and when one side shows signs of fatigue, then it will go to the final negotiations. Whether Daobei can gain a foothold in Hei Province and open the mine still depends on the final negotiations. ”

Wang Chongyang threw the almost gnawed pork leg in his hand, rudely grabbed the tablecloth and wiped his fat hands.

"When the time comes, what if Wei Wuxian really backs down and lets Daobei gain a foothold in Hei Province? Isn't that bad for us? ”

"Daobei can be described as a ruin this time, and if it doesn't succeed, it will become a benevolent."

"So it's only a matter of time before the North is based in the Black Province?"

"Based on the Black Province, consuming each other is what I want to see."

……

Wangjiatun!

"Situation, situation, situation......"

Bicycle becomes motorcycle!

Wang Zhiwu rode a borrowed Jialing motorcycle and drove Wang Naigong to the Bison Valley mining area again.

This time, his purpose was mainly to talk to He Daobei about sponsorship, and by the way, return the 20,000 yuan to him.

Although the 20,000 pieces of the king plant wanted to be "privately swallowed", but for the sake of sponsorship, he could only return it under false generosity. After all, sponsorship is the big deal.

Just as Wang Zhiwu was carrying Wang Naigong on the bumpy and speeding on the bombarded country road, more than 100 meters ahead, a tall man with upright eyebrows and eyes, but he felt very silly young man, carrying an old woman on his back and throwing two big thick legs, as if he was stepping on Hot Wheels on the road.

"Mother, don't sleep, you can't sleep, we'll be able to get to the hospital soon......"

The young man was running as he spoke. In this cold day, there were beads of sweat on his forehead, and it was obvious that the young man had not been running for a while.

And the young man is none other than Wang Fengxian, a native of Wangjiatun who has been filial piety to Wang Zhiwu's grandfather for a year and a half.

"Who's that one up ahead? Drugged, right? Why are you running faster than my Feimo? ”

Wang Zhiwu saw Wang Fengxian running on the road from a distance, and he wanted to catch up and have a look, but he didn't think about it for a while.

"How can I look like a mallet?"

Wang Naigong turned his head sideways and looked at his old eyes for a while, and said something uncertainly.

"You're clairvoyant?"

Wang Zhiwu didn't believe Wang Naigong's words at all, because his 5.2 eyes couldn't tell who it was, let alone Wang Naigong's presbyopia.

"Don't you think he has a horn (suona) hanging on his waist? This is the same thing he went out to bring this thing. ”

Wang Naigong stretched out his finger and said.

"Don't say it, it looks like it."

Saying that, Wang Zhiwu added the throttle to the end, planning to catch up and find out.

"calf, slow down...... Ouch, my ......."

……

Not for a while!

Wang Zhiwu had already chased after Wang Fengxian and stopped him, and before he could open his mouth, Wang Fengxian asked with an urgent face.

"Can you take my mother to the hospital?"

"What's wrong with Auntie?"

"Sick!"

"Get in the car!"

A few seconds later!

"Ouch,, this calf TM beat the monk after reciting the sutra and abandoned me."

Wang Naigong looked at the dusty Wang Zhiwu and his face was complaining, and then he took out his cigarette stick and smoked it while walking towards the Bison Valley.

Prioritize!

It's not that Wang Zhiwu doesn't want to carry Wang Naigong, it's because Wang Fengxian's mother's condition is too critical, her face is dead and white, and she has to braids at any time, so Wang Zhiwu can only send Wang Fengxian and his mother to the mining hospital first.

As for Wang Naigong's desire to rub the front of the car, Wang Zhiwu's riding skills are not allowed now, so he can only abandon him, after all, saving people is like fighting fire.

……

More than an hour later!

Mining hospital, inpatient ward!

"Mother, are you awake?"

Wang Fengxian looked at his mother who was lying on the hospital bed and slowly opened her eyes with a look of surprise.

"Stick, where is this?"

Wang Fengxian's mother, Fu Dafen, was in a trance and asked.

"This is the hospital!"

Wang Fengxian replied with a smile.

"What? Hospital! Go, go, go, let's go home. ”

With that, Fu Dafen sat up from the hospital bed, turned over and was about to get up, regardless of the drip.

"Mother, the doctor said that you should be hospitalized for observation, saying that you have stomach (stomach) bleeding."

Wang Fengxian hurriedly pressed Fu Dafen back to the bed to prevent her from moving.

"Don't listen to the doctor's nonsense, mother, this is an old * problem, I know my body, it's not as serious as the doctor said, this hospital just wants to make money. Besides, only rich people can afford to live in hospitalization, but we can't afford to live in it. ”

Fu Dafen couldn't help but say that he planned to pull out the needle and plan to leave this "money-burning" place.

"Mother, the little patriarch has handed over the money."

Wang Fengxian immediately grabbed Fu Dafen's hand and didn't pull it out for her.

"What? Little patriarch? ”

Fu Dafen was stunned.

"Well, the old patriarch's grandson, the little patriarch. He was the one who drove us over. ”

Wang Fengxian scratched his head stupidly and explained.

"Why don't you stop it, how much does it cost? How can our family afford it, for your dead ghost father, we owe the old patriarch a great favor, and now we ...... Alas! ”