I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Because of the promotion of urban safety and civilized and hygienic construction, the sound of firecrackers is becoming less and less frequent, but the door frames of every household are still as festive and bright as before.

【Spring is always here at Xiangyangmen】

【People who accumulate good deeds will have more celebrations】

Maybe it's not as big as the one Boss Jiang bought, but it's also well-fitted, and in terms of elegance and artistry, it's several levels higher.

Originally, this family had no time to worry about putting up Spring Festival couplets, so this was a masterpiece done by a guest.

That's right.

Mr. Luo did not go home during the New Year, but rather generously visited someone else's home.

The land of Three Qins.

It had a vital historical position in ancient China, but its development in modern times has been unsatisfactory. Not to mention compared with coastal cities such as the East China Sea, its economic level is at the bottom of the country.

The same is true of the small town of Luonan located in the Sanqin area.

It would certainly be an exaggeration to say that the house is bare-walled, but the home of the Qinyuan Courtesan can be described as... simple. It has its own "fine decoration" when it was moved into the house, and there has been no large-scale renovation since then. At most, some soft furnishings have been appropriately added. It has not been many years since they moved in, but tiny cracks have appeared on the walls.

But it is still better than Boss Jiang’s old house in Shacheng.

Mr. Luo certainly didn't have the good fortune to visit Boss Jiang's hometown, but when he saw Xia Wanqing's home, Mr. Luo, who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

This is how different the world is.

Just like a film or TV show that is becoming less and less real.

The protagonist in the film obviously comes from an ordinary family, and the performance is supposed to be an inspirational story of ordinary people, but in the end, it turns out that he only earns a few thousand yuan a month, but actually lives in a house in a high-end neighborhood.

And you can live alone, so you don’t need to share the house with anyone.

Please.

How about checking the rental prices in high-end residential areas?

The audience are ordinary people, so it is easy for them to be distracted by the show, think it is fake at first glance, and then start to criticize.

Actually, it’s not the screenwriter and director’s fault.

  Are they bad?

Just filming a scene.

Can't do it.

  Is it stupid?

As an elite class, there is definitely no problem with their IQ.

It’s just that the gap between classes is so huge that they can’t even understand each other’s real lives.

Or maybe imagination has its limits.

Some people can't imagine how a meal could cost hundreds of thousands.

Some people can’t imagine how it is possible to not be able to afford a move-in ready studio apartment.

Not to mention the huge difference, just look at what is happening right in front of him. Through the glass, Luo Peng on the balcony saw that the entire community was artificially separated by a wall. The two sides were clearly separated and no one interfered with each other.

He saw it when he entered the community two days ago. He didn't understand and didn't know what was going on. Later he learned that this community was originally a commercial community, but part of it was used to resettle residents who were relocated. Several buildings were used as resettlement houses like the Xia family's. This caused dissatisfaction among the owners who had paid real money to buy the houses, and led to the construction of this wall.

"Qingqing, ask Xiaopeng to ask his friends. The New Year is coming soon, but Chenchen..."

On the fabric sofa bought from the home furnishing market, the woman held Xia Wanqing's hand, tears in her eyes and her voice choked with sobs.

Father Xia sat next to him, smoking gloomily.

It was a traditional festival, and their daughter brought guests back, so they should have greeted them with a smile, but it was really the wrong timing, and they couldn't force a smile even if they pretended.

"Mom, it's already happened. There's no point in you worrying."

When children grow up, they will become the backbone of their parents. This is the continuation and inheritance of life.

Xia Wanqing was unusually calm, at least in this family.

"Mom knows, but..."

The woman was extremely distressed and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Everyone understood the truth, but her son was in danger, his life or death was uncertain. How could a mother not be afraid and not think about it?

"Since they have agreed, they will definitely try their best. Why rush them?"

Father Xia put out his cigarette in a disposable water cup, then stood up and said to his daughter, "Go entertain Xiao Luo. He is a guest, so we can't neglect him. I'll go cook."

"Well, go ahead. It's not easy for someone to come to my house at this time."

Heartbroken, Mother Xia patted her daughter's hand and forced a smile.

Xia Wanqing nodded and walked towards the balcony.

"Let's go down and take a look."

He said with his back to Luo Peng and turned around.

"Ah."

A young couple came downstairs.

A hot East China business talent and a star agent, but their arrival did not cause any sensation.

Because it is so low-key.

I took a taxi directly from Luonan Railway Station.

"Your father rarely smokes, right?"

"how do you know?"

“I didn’t even see an ashtray.”

Mr. Luo's observation skills are still sharp.

"As far as I can remember, he hasn't smoked in about seven or eight years."

"How long have you been away?"

Walking in the residential area which was not very big and was divided into two parts, Luo Peng tilted his head and asked with a smile.

"It's been three years. This year is the third year."

"I don't think your parents are that biased towards boys."

Luo Peng said casually as if he was chatting.

A faint smile appeared on Xia Wanqing's face. "I never said that they favor boys over girls."

Luo Peng smiled.

Every family has its cupboard.

There are various reasons for not wanting to go home, but after all, we are still a family with blood thicker than water.

If Xia Wanqing doesn't come back this Spring Festival, the Xia family will be too lonely.

He has been here for two days, but except for Xia's father and mother, Luo Peng has not seen any other relatives of the Xia family show up.

It is not about assuming the worst of others.

Xia Wanqing said it herself.

In order to save people, her parents tried every possible way and borrowed money from everyone they could. If Xia Wanqing hadn't stepped in at the end, they would have even planned to transfer the convenience store that was the family's only source of income.

This is the case.

It is indeed something that people should avoid.

The Xia family is an ordinary family, and their friends and relatives are also ordinary people.

Can understand.

"Thank you."

Xia Wanqing suddenly said.

"Thank you for what? If I have to thank you, it should be Jiang Chen."

Luo Peng didn't care.

"Thank you for coming back with me at this time."

Luo Peng stopped and turned around.

Xia Wanqing also stopped.

It is easy to obtain priceless treasures.

A lover is rare.

As the former courtesan of Qinyuan, she had met countless wealthy men, so she understood better what was precious.

At this special moment, she became the backbone of the family, but she was just a woman.

"What's the point of talking if you don't show it with action..."

When their eyes met, Mr. Luo started talking nonsense as usual, but before he could finish his words, he saw the other party standing on tiptoe, and then his lips were blocked.

Logically speaking, Mr. Luo is also an old hand at this, but at this moment, he was stunned like a beginner.

Xia Wanqing took it back without any shyness, as if nothing had happened, and continued to walk forward.

Luo Peng followed the line of sight, looking at the figure in front of him without any trace of worldly affairs, smiled silently, and then followed.

"Make a promise?"

The two walked side by side again.

"Ok?"

"If, I mean if. Your brother is not rescued, I will be your son."

Xia Wanqing paused slightly, but did not stop. She did not get angry when she heard such an unlucky curse.

"That's not wronging you."

"Why are you feeling wronged? Your parents have bought pension insurance and run a small business. They don't need me to support them."

Luo Peng walked beside her and said heartlessly, "Where is the mature and steady temperament at all?"

wrong.

To be precise, it seems to be too mature and stable.

People are already starting to think about other people’s parents’ retirement, isn’t that far-sighted enough?

Xia Wanqing remained silent and did not turn her head to look at the person beside her. This courtesan who had seen all kinds of worldly affairs and always managed to maintain her elegant demeanor was vaguely jealous for the first time in her life, and then spoke.

"it is good."

----

As the new year gets closer and closer.

The warlords all stopped fighting for a year at the same time, which was a tacit understanding.

No matter how hard workers work, they still have to go home for the New Year.

It's the same thing.

After robbing for money, food and territory, we should at least have a few days of peace throughout the year.

As the year was coming to an end and it was a "truce period", the leader of the Allied Forces, Lord Jin, convened a reward party for officers from various units as usual. Of course, this time it was more grand than in previous years.

The most intuitive reason is that the number of participants has increased visibly. After all, the Allied Forces have expanded on a large scale this year, and the number of officers at all levels has naturally increased rapidly.

Because of the sudden increase in the number of people and the larger venue, the position of Wei Yi, the adjutant who was previously relied upon as his right-hand man, seemed to no longer be so important.

Wei Yi did not fully integrate into the joyful atmosphere. He did not even go to General Jin to toast, but just observed the scene silently.

Very easily, he found a very strange place.

The biggest contributor to the Allied Forces' success, or the biggest financial backer, did not show up at the scene.

Even Mr. Xu Kuan didn't come.

It would be fine if the person was not there, but the other party was clearly in Myanmar.

General Jin Zhu was very kind to him, and this fact cannot be erased. If he had not been taken in by the allied forces, he might have died in the hunt of the Wei family and would not have had the opportunity to kill his enemies later. Looking at the general with a ruddy face, Wei Yi, who had rested for two months in advance, weighed the pros and cons and finally stood up and walked over.

"Happy New Year, General."

"Haha."

The supreme leader of the allied forces, who commanded tens of thousands of people, smiled happily, "It's worth being happy. In all these years, I have never been so happy as this year. Come on, let's do it."

Lord Jin clinked glasses with his right-hand man, "The days ahead will only get better and better!"

Wei Yi did not comment. After drinking with him, he asked, "General, why didn't Mr. Xu come?"

The short but fierce Lord Jin looked at ease, "Mr. Xu has something to say."

"Mr. Jiang has been in Myanmar for several days. Has the general gone to see Mr. Jiang?"

"How do you know Mr. Jiang is in Myanmar?"

Then, Master Jin seemed to react and looked at the capable man who had made great contributions. "Mr. Xu told you, right? You and Mr. Xu have always had a good relationship."

Wei Yi did not explain and continued to ask: "Did the general invite Mr. Jiang?"

Master Jin did not respond immediately. He looked at the lively scene and said indifferently, "Mr. Jiang likes quietness."

Wei Yi wanted to say something but stopped.

It’s one thing to like quietness.

But one's attitude is another matter.

Now that the money has come, is it appropriate to leave it aside?

of course.

This kind of thing is not something he should be involved in. It is an overstepping of boundaries and could easily offend the superiors. However, because of the other party's kindness, Wei Yi still chose to advise: "General, you should go and meet Mr. Jiang before the New Year."

Master Jin glanced at him, perhaps knowing that he was sincere, and said without showing any emotion: "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

The superior has already said so much, and if you continue to pester him, it would be considered as ungrateful, no matter how close the relationship is.

No matter how great their contributions are, subordinates will always be subordinates.

Wei Yi was certainly not a fool, so he tactfully dropped the topic, drank a glass of wine, and walked back.

The atmosphere was joyous and prosperous.

But he was feeling a little depressed.

It didn't take a very keen sense of smell to realize that the general, whom he once trusted, had changed since he was transferred back from the front line for "vacation" a few months ago.

It is understandable that the team has grown bigger, with more talented people and more choices, but he couldn't imagine why the big money behind them could be so cold?

pity.

Given his status, there was no way he could interfere too much.

"Adjutant Wei, what are you thinking about? Drink."

Everyone was toasting and having a great time, and when Wei Yi found time to look in the direction of the main seat, the short and sturdy figure had disappeared.

I looked around but found nothing. There were so many people around that I couldn't see clearly.

In fact, Lord Jin was no longer at the meeting place. He left the meeting place temporarily after receiving a report from his personal soldiers and walked into a room next to the meeting place with an expressionless face.

"We are holding our annual reward party. Your Excellency has chosen a bad time."

There was only one person in the room.

He was wearing a black cloak that was very windproof and cold-resistant, which covered his head and the upper half of his face. In addition, he was hanging his head, so only his chin could be barely seen.

"I heard the laughter of the Allied officers, which was very contagious and made me feel happy as well."

After Lord Jin came in, the door was immediately closed by the personal soldiers outside.

"If you want to drink, I'll have someone bring some wine and food over."

"I do want to have a drink with the general, but now is definitely not a good opportunity. The general should think so too."

The chin was slightly raised within the cloak.

"So General, have you thought carefully about what we are discussing?"

Lord Jin looked indifferent.

"not yet."

"Your Excellency also knows that this choice is very difficult."

"understand."

Judging from the movements, the man in the cloak should have nodded slightly. "But all the great decisions in history are not so easy to make. They must require sufficient courage, wisdom, and courage."

"And I believe the general has all three."

Even though he couldn't see clearly, he could feel that the person in the cloak was looking at Master Jin.

silence.

There was a long silence.

"Give me a little more time."

Master Jin said.

"Of course. This is a reasonable request. I just hope that the answer given by the general will satisfy both of us."

Master Jin said no more.

"Walk slowly."

"Squeak."

The door opens.

The cloaked man walked out of the room and left quietly, while the banquet next door was still bustling with people. (End of this chapter)