World Tibet Bureau

Chapter 560 Waiting for the old friend to come ([-])
That era.

Everyone was hungry.

One can imagine the hardships that orphans and widowed mothers endure in this world.

Cong Shanshan once asked his mother why his father left suddenly.

Although she didn't know the whole inside story, with a woman's intuition and understanding of her husband, she made a rough guess and told Cong Shanshan that her father had left in order to protect a treasure and endangered the lives of mother and son. He was a hero. , the purpose of looking for him is not to complain, but to live and die with him.

This kind woman understands.

But Cong Shanshan, who had been fed up with the hard life since childhood, couldn't understand it at all.

He doesn't understand.

What kind of treasure could make a father abandon mother and son so cruelly?

From that moment on.

His hatred for his father and aversion to antiques began to take root, sprout and thrive in his young heart.

Time keeps ticking.

At the end of the 80s.

Cong Shanshan is already a 26-year-old young man.

The experience of being displaced, suffering, and being discriminated against since childhood has made Cong Shanshan's character become tolerant, silent, and eccentric. He feels that his life of more than 20 years has been gloomy, and the only person in the world who can tie him down is his mother. , the biggest dream in my heart is to make more money by any means necessary so that my mother, who has been homeless all her life, can live a good life.

The opportunity is here.

He smelled the economic changes and began to return to Jinning to set up a street stall.

If this continues.

Cong Shanshan is very likely to become a business tycoon in another field.

But fate played a joke again.

someday.

He suddenly saw a stooped old man collecting scraps on the street, and his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

This is his father's seven swords!

The person he is thinking about, hating and looking for all the time!

Cong Shanshan did not come forward to recognize him, but followed his father Qida.

Qida's residence.

It turned out to be the jade shop before the public-private partnership!
this place.

Cong Shanshan and his mother have been here countless times in the past 20 years.

The vicissitudes of life.

In the past 20 years, the Jade Shop has been converted into a supply and marketing cooperative, an agricultural machinery warehouse, a cattle shed... and then it was torn down and is now a dilapidated scrap collection station. Qida actually lives here!

This is enough to prove.

Over the years, my father has been fulfilling his promise to Uncle Xiu: to wait until his death for his old friend to come.

It is also enough to prove.

My father must have known that mother and son had come here to look for him many times over the years. He might have been renting nearby at the time and just avoided seeing them!
Cong Shanshan's indescribable hatred.

He wanted to go over to question, vent, or even fight.

But he finally held back.

Because he didn't know what he would do in extreme anger.

Go home.

He was struggling in his heart, not knowing whether to tell his mother.

Mother's health is not good.

Whether you can withstand it is a big question.

I struggled with this for about a week.

He would go to the place where his father lived every day and found that he had a pattern. Every evening, he would sit alone in front of a pile of scraps, holding a black box in his hands and staring blankly into the distance. , seems to be waiting for someone, every time I sit down, it’s almost twelve o’clock.

Cong Shanshan knew in his heart that the black box must contain treasures, which was the main culprit that caused their family to become homeless.

Mother suddenly fell ill.

Severe vomiting of blood.

Cong Shanshan sent her to the hospital. The diagnosis made him dumbfounded. She needed a liver transplant, which cost more than [-] yuan.

In that era, households worth ten thousand yuan were considered scarce, and more than one hundred thousand yuan was an astronomical figure.

Cong Shanshan was just starting out and had no money at all. He took his mother back home in despair.

The mother was talking in her sleep and still calling the father's name.

Cong Shanshan suddenly thought of the black box in Qidao's hand.

For the sake of his mother, he temporarily suppressed all the hatred in his heart. After careful consideration and preparation, he went to the scrap collection station at night, found Qida, recognized him, and made two requests: First, Let him go to see his mother, and secondly, sell the treasures in his hands to treat his mother's illness, which can also be considered as atonement for what he has done over the years.

After observing these days, Cong Shanshan knew that Qidao had no money.

Most likely it was because he was asked not to touch antiques before completing his studies.

To save his mother, he can only sell the treasures in his hands.When Qidao saw Cong Shanshan, he cried loudly and agreed to the first condition, but he refused to agree to the second condition. He said to Cong Shanshan that he only saw you and your mother once. From now on, he will still be a passerby. Don’t Come find him again.

The anger that Cong Shanshan had accumulated for many years was finally ignited by these words.

He started.

He knocked out Qidao who was caught off guard and tied him up tightly.

He got the black box.

After opening.

Inside is an agate as white as snow, with a bit of bright red inside, suspended in the middle like a drop of blood.

Rao Shicong Shanshan didn’t know much about antiques, but he also knew that this was a rare treasure in the world.

the next day.

Cong Shanshan found several buyers that he had already contacted and held a small treasure bidding meeting in an underground warehouse. Five or six people bid on the treasures.

He just wants to sell money quickly and save his mother.

But when the transaction is about to be completed.

The warehouse door was opened.

Qidao used a cart to push his wife in.

When everyone was stunned.

Qidao suddenly rushed onto the stage, grabbed the snow agate and swallowed it directly.

Followed by.

He carried a bottle of pesticide and drank it down.

After drinking.

Qidao smiled miserably and said, "Son, I am also seriously ill. The doctor said I don't have many days left. I will pay back what I owe you and my son in my next life."

"When I die, you can cut open my stomach with a knife, take out the treasures and treat your mother. This is the only thing I can do."

"But as long as I am alive, I must keep it. This is my destiny..."

After speaking.

Qi Dao's mouth, nose, and eyes were bleeding, and he fell to the ground.

Everyone in the audience was scared away.

Cong Shanshan stayed in place in shock.

Mother coughed violently and waved to him.

After Cong Shanshan walked over, his mother suddenly slapped him hard and took out a crumpled wad of change, totaling more than 1 yuan.

"This is all your father's savings. If you are still filial to me, use this money to bury me and your father together! If you dare to touch your father's body, I will never forgive you!"

The mother cried and laughed, and suddenly hit the cart and died.

Between fulfilling his promise and saving his wife, the father chose to die by swallowing snow agate.

In order to prevent her from touching her father's body to get agate to treat her illness, her mother chose to crash and die early.

This scene.

It became Cong Shanshan’s lifelong psychological shadow.

In the end, Cong Shanshan did not dare to disobey his mother and had to bury his parents together.

Since then.

He never mentioned his parents.

But I hate antiques in my heart.

Finally it grew into a towering tree at that moment.

He felt that his family was ruined.

All thanks to antiques.

Cong Shanshan chose a crazy and bizarre anti-antique path: playing a black game.

At first, he just vented his dissatisfaction. When he saw others receiving fake goods or being cheated, he would smash antiques crazily, full of the joy of revenge.

after that.

The shadow in his heart grew bigger and bigger, his character became more and more twisted, and the pleasure of revenge made him more and more addicted.

Cong Shanshan was like a lonely boat in the sea, unable to turn back at all. With his crazy black game operations, he completely ignored the interests of others, lost his basic conscience, and finally built a dirty and huge fake building. .

After hearing the whole thing.

We were shocked beyond measure.

It’s Zhonglie’s treasure-protecting red flower again!
Silent for a long time.

"Master, I'm done!"

Fourth Master Ni reminded.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions in my heart, and asked, "What does Cong Shanshan mean? Snow Agate is still in Senior Qida's belly?"

(End of this chapter)