The sweet wife of a domineering president

Chapter 473
"Why?" When Zhang Liang said this, his voice was very low, because he was afraid that if he didn't pay attention to his volume, he would scare away Lao Hu's hard-won memories.

"Because when I went there, that person was arguing with my grandfather, and my grandfather pushed him several times in the middle. Finally, after my grandfather locked him outside the iron gate, that person was willing to let go!" Lao Hu said this time His words are exceptionally fluent, and it seems that he has thought clearly and carefully about the development process of the matter.

In order to verify the authenticity of this sentence, Zhang Liang asked Lao Hu a few more questions: "How did you determine that that person is an outsider?"

Hearing Zhang Liang's question, Lao Hu looked at him suspiciously for a long while, and then replied in a tone of "is there something wrong with this person": "Because my grandfather is the housekeeper of that island, do you think Thinking, if that person is really the owner of that island, then how could my grandfather drive him out!" At this point, Lao Hu seemed to have thought of something, and added a sentence behind, saying: "Yes Now, I remembered one more thing... When my grandfather was arguing with that person, I seemed to hear my grandfather say, 'Even if I die, I will never give these things to you!'”

Hearing this, Zhang Liang nodded thoughtfully.After filtering all the clues in his mind, Zhang Liang asked a question: "When your grandfather was arguing with that outsider, what were you doing? Did you go up and help your grandfather?"

Old Hu shook his head: "No, I wanted to go out at the time, but...my grandfather forbids it! He also said that no matter what happens, I don't want to go out!"

"Then have you seen the appearance of that outsider clearly?" Regarding this question, Zhang Liang actually didn't have much hope.Because after getting along with each other for several days, Zhang Liang discovered that Lao Hu's memory is actually not very good. It is difficult for him to memorize a string of numbers, let alone remember a person's appearance... Well, even if Lao Hu memorizes that person's After so many years, Zhang Liang guessed that he should have almost forgotten his appearance!
But who knows, for this question that Zhang Liang is not optimistic about, Lao Hu answered it most clearly: "Of course I remember! Back then, my grandfather asked me to remember what that person looked like carefully!"

At that time, Lao Hu was still puzzled by what his grandfather said. Why did he ask him to memorize the appearance of a stranger?And also asked him to keep it in his heart for many, many years!He couldn't forget until his grandfather personally allowed him to forget... Although he had such doubts, Lao Hu, who always obeyed his grandfather's words, still remembered the appearance of that person seriously.Until many years later, I still dare not forget that person's appearance.

Because the technique of painting is really bad, he can't even do some traditional methods of keeping memory.I'm afraid that because of my rotten painting skills, I will blur a good person beyond recognition.

"What does it look like?" Hearing this, Zhang Liang's heart almost jumped into his throat.He quickly closed his mouth tightly, for fear that someone who wasn't paying attention would scream out.

Lao Hu started to close his eyes again, and Zhang Liang found that every time he recalled, he would habitually close his eyes: "Let's talk about the most striking feature of that person... that's probably the tattoo under the corner of his left eye. I don't know if that tattoo is a dragon or a snake, but it's just a long one, although it's small in size, it looks very scary!"

"Is there anything else besides this tattoo?" Zhang Liang also began to search in his mind, wanting to know if there is such a person near him: "For example, what color is his hair, is it long or short? For example, did that person's nose collapse or stand up?"

"Short hair, the hair is very short, you can almost see the scalp, and the man's forehead is a little bald. Age... I really can't tell, it's probably in the 30s, I'm not sure. The nose is flat Yes, and his eyes are also small. He looks like a mouse, just judging from the appearance of that person, I think he must not be a good person!"

Zhang Liang tapped his fingers on the keyboard of the mobile phone quickly. While typing, he had to pay attention to Lao Hu sitting opposite him from time to time to see if he opened his eyes when he was narrating, for fear that he would Finding yourself moving...it really isn't an easy job.

"Then, after you went to the island, did your grandfather take you around? Or introduce you to the history of the island?" Although Zhang Liang was still typing, his mouth But he still didn't stop, saying the exact opposite of what he was typing.

"Let me think about it..." After all, it is natural for Hu's memory to be blurred due to the age, so Zhang Liang didn't urge him, and started to record on his mobile phone wholeheartedly.Although Zhang Liang's memory is not bad, but as the saying goes, "a good memory is not as good as a bad pen", so facing this, Zhang Liang decided to give up.

When Zhang Liang on this side just finished recording the last word, Lao Hu on the other side just had a good idea of ​​what happened when he went to the island: "There is a big villa in the middle of the island, that villa... It’s no exaggeration to say that it’s really the biggest house I’ve ever seen in my life! But as for what’s inside the villa, when I begged my grandpa to take me in, my grandpa’s response was to give me some big kidnappers " At the end, Lao Hu sighed unconsciously again.

"Apart from the villa? Is there nothing else?" Zhang Liang put away his phone and frowned. It stands to reason that it is impossible for an island with such a large area to have only one villa... At least there should be one Some other surrounding industries are right!

Lao Hu hesitated for a long time before answering: "Old Zhang... I really don't know more. In fact, I stayed on the island for less than an hour. I also spent more than 30 minutes watching my grandfather and Others are arguing."

Zhang Liang was silent, thinking in his heart: It seems that Lao Hu can't ask anything here.It would be great if I had the opportunity to meet his grandfather... Thinking of this, Zhang Liang couldn't help but regain his energy. He looked up, looked at Lao Hu who was still tasting candied haws, and asked again, "Old Hu, listen to what you said." I have heard so many things about your grandfather, and I really admire him in my heart, so...can you introduce me to your grandfather for me?"

Lao Hu is very happy that someone admires his grandfather as much as he does. At first he really wanted to agree, but he couldn't help recalling the situation in the past few years, and the promise in his mouth became uncertain again: "Old man Zhang, it's not that I don't agree to take you to see my grandfather...but, I don't even know when he will come back!"

"You don't know when he will come back?" Zhang Liang wondered, "Doesn't your family know?" Could it be that Lao Hu's family actually came back from time travel, so that's why they don't even have the most common mobile phones?

Looking at the suspicious look in Zhang Liang's eyes, Lao Hu knew that he was thinking wrong, so he shook his head, and then explained: "Old Zhang, my 'don't know' is not the 'don't know' you understand. In the past few years, it was okay. Grandpa would call home a few times every three to five months to tell us if he was okay, but in recent years, I don’t know what’s wrong. Grandpa never called back. Even when we called, the phone was turned off, or the person on the other side hung up... So, unless my grandfather came to see us, otherwise, we basically couldn't get in touch with him!"

When he heard this, Zhang Liang suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.He first looked up at Lao Hu for a long while, and then lowered his head to think carefully about all the words Lao Hu had said to him before. Slowly, a very bad speculation came to Zhang Liang's mind.

(End of this chapter)