Prodigal son never prodigal

Chapter 253 Don’t do these fancy things, just do it
  There is a saying that the party has lost thousands of miles and can only retreat to a corner, because it has always been a gang organization from the day it was founded to the present.

When it started to fight against imperialism and feudalism, it relied on gang relationships to establish the Children's League, and then developed into a revolutionary party.

It could have embarked on the road of a modern political party, but under the leadership of Chang Kaishen, it completely returned to the gang style.

Compared with all of this, he could not be defeated when compared with his opponents who were completely transformed later.

And this gang culture continues to this day.

All the political weirdness seen on the right bank are actually caused by the gang mentality deep inside.

With this trend spreading from top to bottom, it is not surprising that folk gang customs have spread.

Gai Qingyun was able to get this information by searching all over the Internet and quickly passed it on to Yan Qing.

But the main reason is that the camera scanned it so casually, and he was no longer the rookie he was last year: "The Mercedes-Benz is a bit old, and the other cars are cheap Mazda and Toyota cars, which are far behind our cars."

Oh, that's a bit down and out.

Didn't Qiu Wenfang say that her grandmother ran a gambling stall and learned her gambling skills from her mother, whose father committed murder and went to jail to avenge his wife?

Yan Qing suddenly pushed the box in his hand to the sunglasses and held the little agent's hand backwards.

Hehe, because he raised his head and looked in all directions, Gai Qingyun didn't know this little trick.

Qiu Wenfang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly her eye circles became a little red, and she tightened her fingers tightly.

Other sunglasses and the surrounding melon-eating crowd also saw it, and the cheering and excited voices inexplicably became louder.

Do you think the Olympic champion hooked up with a Taiwanese girl into adultery, or do you think the relationship between a man and a woman who is an Internet celebrity is solidified?

All in all, the excitement at the scene was definitely no less than last week at Pingjing Airport.

After getting in the car, Yan Qing waved goodbye to various media cameras that came to take close-ups.

But Qiu Wenfang didn't take advantage of the situation to get tired of him. The cheerful mood he had when he got off the plane disappeared.

He just clenched his fingers tightly and sat up tight.

Instead, Yan Qing leaned on the back of the old Mercedes-Benz chair and gently rubbed the back of his hand with his thumb.

Speaking of which, there have been many duel, back-up, and offensive and defensive drills. It seems that he has never savored the details of the little agent's skin so carefully.

Qiu Wenfang didn't even look down, just stared ahead.

Of course Gai Qingyun couldn't see what the hands on the leather seats were doing. He also focused on the surrounding environment: "Damn it, are you so backward?"

He quickly corrected it: "It's not that we are lagging behind. I haven't always said that this place is one of the Four Little Dragons. It is extremely developed and looks similar to a Southeast Asian city."

Yan Qing occasionally took a closer look. The convoy was on an elevated road, so he could overlook the distance from left to right.

It is true that areas in Southeast Asia are mostly filled with fields and low-rise houses. Even if there are market towns, they may not have many high-rise buildings.

We haven't entered the city yet.

It has traveled to many provinces and cities in China, and then from Southeast Asia and Australia to the Middle East and Europe.

The two brothers are considered well-informed, so they should calm down and appreciate the environment, and send some photos and videos to the task force...

Oh, Gai Qingyun finally remembered that he didn’t have time to rent a mobile WIFI because he was too attracted by the crowd.

However, after Qiu Wenfang followed her fellow travelers, she always used her mobile phone to transfer the Internet, and never rented it again when she went abroad.

Yan Qing also flicked her fingers and signaled to the assistant: "Turn on the hotspot."

Qiu Wenfang squeezed out a smile. She took out her phone with one hand and realized that she might have been too preoccupied when leaving the airport and forgot to turn off the airplane mode, so she quickly apologized.

But he didn't ask Yan Qing why he was turning on the WIFI hotspot when he didn't have his mobile phone.

Then he fell into that tight sitting-upright state again.

I don't know what to think.

It was a big contrast to the carelessness on the plane before.

The driver in the front seat and the young co-pilot in sunglasses occasionally glanced at the rearview mirror without saying a word.

Using the route Gai Qingyun mastered on the satellite map, it was taking the highway around the lower edge of the provincial capital and to the south.

Finally, we quickly approached a town near the mountainous area at the southern end of the provincial capital.

Even without looking at the map, Yan Qing had a clear sense of direction.

Only when you actually enter the streets of the town will you find that the construction roads are indeed a bit old, but the foundation of the bustling and bustling past is still there, and the transportation facilities are not that advanced but are quite complete.

Except for some high-rise buildings with more than seven or eight floors in the streets and alleys, they are basically residential buildings with mostly two or three floors.

Without staying too long on the street, I turned into a side alley in the lush woods.

But it's not a luxurious mansion hidden in the middle of the hustle and bustle, it's just a factory area with a stone factory signboard, surrounded by woods, and the open spaces between several houses are filled with vehicles.

Old vehicles, many of which look like they have been scrapped and cannot be driven.

Only some large stones can be seen piled in the corners, which seem to reflect the past business here.

Anyway, it smells of decay and hard-working.

The only three-story brick building was covered with ivy, and now many people came out after hearing the sound.

The person leading the way was a gray-haired old lady, her hair was combed meticulously, her face was very serious, and she was not easy to deal with at first sight.

Gai Qingyun also compared: "At this time, I feel that Zhizhi's mother is like a big sister, which is difficult to get along with."     It's a bit like brothers teasing each other about their mother-in-law.

For a moment, Qiu Wenfang actually wanted to take her hand away, but Yan Qing held it and pulled her down from here.

He walked up to the crowd generously and held his hands in his hands: "Gai Qingyun, a native of Luzhou in the Central Plains, I am honored to meet you."

The middle-aged people standing behind the old woman were a bit older, and they were torn between wanting to respond and watching the old lady's actions.

Qiu Wenfang took the opportunity to take off her hand and reminded: "Grandma, Qingyun come back with me to see mom."

The person with a low eyebrow is still a little cautious.

Grandma actually raised her hands and made a fist-clasping gesture, but it was a little different from Yan Qing's: "Please..."

Not only presses the right fist with the left palm, but also straightens the front leg and bends the hind leg, releases the palm, raises the thumb of the right hand and stretches forward, three ups and three downs.

Gai Qingyun exclaimed: "Oh, it's a bit like singing in an opera!"

Yan Qing felt that it seemed familiar. In fact, some places in Ludong also retained a lot of customs of giving great gifts.

There were quite a few in the Northern Song Dynasty.

However, he did not respond to this strange-looking movement and walked generously into the main room.

Grandma was a little surprised, her face looked a little dark as if it had been painted on the bottom of a pot.

Qiu Wenfang quickly jumped over and supported her to please Fengxiao to follow her.

But other people came in and saw Yan Qing looking around in the hall filled with flags and statues with her hands behind her back, and they felt a little embarrassed.

An older man walked to the shrine first, grabbed some incense, lit it, and sang:

"The first incense is the incense of loyalty and righteousness, worshiped by Yang Jiao Ai and Zuo Bo Tao;

The two incense sticks are the incense of benevolence and righteousness, in honor of Liu Guanzhang, who is sworn in Taoyuan;

Three sticks of incense are the basic incense, and I worship the one hundred and eight generals of Liangshan;

Half a handful of incense is the incense of majesty, worship Navagang Cheng Yaojin..."

Gai Qingyun really laughed out loud: "Yo yo yo, I have bowed to you, why don't you show your real body to them?"

Yan Qing still smiled and said nothing, only watching the trick.

Everyone is waiting for him to participate in the performance, and they are also holding the incense waiting for him to worship.

Yan Qing did not take over, and just watched relaxedly like a tourist.

The one holding the incense asked again: "Which word are you holding, and which incense are you burning?"

Yan Qing still smiled and said nothing.

The old woman's face turned gloomy: "Even the incense, the incense, is the same stick of incense from Liangshan. Even if we don't share the mountains, we share the same family. We don't share the fathers, but we share the mothers. If we only plant flowers in golden plates, how can we separate the family from Liangshan? Our brothers all have the same surname." Hong, Sihaihe Tongtongyi Zong, why don’t you show your name?!”

Yan Qing listened with great interest, who is making up these dramas under the banner of our Liangshan.

Is there anyone named Hong among the [-] people? Why don’t I know?
  Gai Qingyun couldn't find how to respond to these words on the Internet, and he was a little confused: "Hey, yo, this doesn't match the code. I shouldn't attack you."

Indeed, everyone looked unhappy.

Qiu Wenfang became anxious and jumped out again to block Yan Qing: "Qingyun is not a mature person (from Hongmen). Grandma, I agreed that I would only bring him back to see my mother and not ask about political affairs!"

In the past few days in Pingjing, she had her hair cut short. She paired it neatly with a white sweater, revealing her long legs and fat hiking shoes, which gave her a unique charm.

But now she was only protecting Yan Qing with her hands, and she was no different from any silly girl who would go through fire and water for her lover.

Gai Qingyun was a little moved: "As long as... she's not a spy, she's still quite attracted to you."

However, Yan Qing took advantage of being blocked and snickered: "Maybe I'm playing a double act..."

Alas, in the eyes of the prodigal son, there is no innocent person in the world, so Gai Qingyun must be worthy of his trust.

But it doesn't matter whether the other party is acting or not.

Qiu Wenfang was just about to turn around and wonder who you were talking to, when she felt her ears being pulled up.

Ouch, Yan Qing pulled her behind and laughed and scolded: "When a man talks, how can a woman interrupt..."

This is the prodigal brother, and even the old woman is criticizing him.

How dare!

Everyone's expressions suddenly changed, and they were about to curse in unison.

But Tian Qiaoxing took the lead: "Based on my experience of killing countless people, the better the person who memorizes the Jianghu code words, the lower the combat effectiveness. The more he follows the rules of the Jianghu, the weaker the strength. In my opinion, as long as you are ruthless enough, Fierce, there is no point in doing all these bells and whistles, it’s better to use clean and neat gestures!"

Even if he only wears an ordinary T-shirt and baseball cap, he still has a strong and tight body.

Against these old and young, they have an indescribably strong fighting power.

When he said this, he spread his hands, shook his fingers, and gestured towards the young people who were wearing sunglasses before.

Since you are a man of the rivers and lakes, you should stir up the rivers and lakes!
  Although the little agent was behind him, he was melted by the pride. He couldn't help but hug Yan Qing's waist from behind, and pressed his whole body against it. He wished he could rely on her like this for the rest of his life.

Then he received a backhand elbow from Yan Qing: "Are you trying to hinder my fight..."

At this moment, there was a loud sound of car exhaust coming from outside!

(End of this chapter)