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After leaving the sun bath and returning to the driver's seat of Toyota Prado, Tang Wu couldn't help frowning and thinking about a question. It was no coincidence that the two groups of people who had just made trouble just now must have deliberately made trouble by taking advantage of the five years of Zhou Qing in the bath. After thinking about it, it was easy to lock the target on Lei Zi's body. The appearance was evil and heart The dark guy is not a kind character, and his mind is not too stupid. It is really easy to do these two things, otherwise his father would not have left him behind after leaving Nanjing. And the purpose of leaving him is also obvious. Dealing with Xiao Chen, the man who ruined Uncle Chen's right arm.

Thinking of Xiao Chen, I can't help but think of the man's worried appearance when he was in the bath just now. Although he has never expressed his heart, he is not a fool. How can he not understand how many fools there are in this world? Thinking that the man was indifferent to his question and silent, he couldn't help but feel a little angry. He took a look at the still-heading sunshine bath, suddenly stepped on the accelerator, and the black Prado went away like the wind.

Xiao Chen sat honestly on the left side of Zhang Qiuling, as meek as a sheep, because the woman's face seemed to have a little unhappy. This kind of displeasure was a little gloomy and terrible in Xiao Chen's eyes. The unknown man had to stay honest, but his eyes were not honest at all. He kept staring at the woman's clothes and wondered how he could he suddenly change his dress style? Don't you always like to wear a windbreaker? Looking at the white round-neck gown worn by a woman for no reason, I think of the white pear blossoms and white plum blossoms in another village. The pear blossoms are beautiful, round and pure. The plum blossoms are cold-resistant and unique and elegant, and both of them can describe the woman or beauty in front of them without exception.

In Xiao Chen's impression and memory, Zhang Qiuling is a strange woman. Every time she appears, she wears a huge dark black windbreaker, wrapping most of her slender body and covering most of her face with a pair of sunglasses. Of course, Xiao Chen doesn't care about these things. What Xiao Chen is most distressed about is Zhang Qiuling came and went without a trace, like a white cloud. She couldn't know where she would appear in the next moment, so two days ago, Xiao Chen suddenly saw Zhang Qiuling's first sentence was "Are you still leaving?"

When Xiao Chen was thinking about the woman in front of him, the woman's words interrupted Xiao Chen's meditation.

"Do you know why they are bothering you?" Zhang Qiuling leaned against the mahogany chair and asked softly. Before Xiao Chen could answer, the woman holding the teacup in her left hand and holding the cup lid in her right hand shot her eyes at the teacup in her left hand and said, "There is such a dialogue in the "Huixi Yuyin Conghua · Huixian" written by Hu Zai in the Song Dynasty, 'In the drinking machine, only the bell tripod is the big one, Qu Wei and the snail cup are the second, and the flowers and banana leaves are the smallest.' Now you look at the tea cup in my hand. Maybe it doesn't look small, but it can only hold so much tea. If you want to hold more tea, you can only exchange it for a bigger cup, and how much tea can a bigger cup hold?

"You mean that I'm the teacup in your hand now, because I'm not strong enough, so they make trouble for me?" The man who was not stupid looked up and asked.

"You are at most a pear cup now, the smallest one. The pear cup may be the most exquisite one in the cup, but its practical value is not high. Xiao Chen, you have to understand that it is difficult for a man to succeed in the world, but it is even more difficult not to succeed. If you don't succeed, you will have to bear more than death all your life. To suffer painful torture, I don't care what kind of cup you are now, but you must succeed, for yourself and for the people around you. The woman looked at Xiao Chen with deep meaning and continued, "If a man wants to succeed, he must have a wrist. Wrist does not mean fighting and killing. If a man can only fight and kill, he will only be a desperate man for the rest of his life. What I mean by wrist means that you can flexibly use the various resources around you. As long as your method can make you achieve your goal, you can have a try, but this method is definitely not a means to violate the law and conscience, otherwise I think you will be uneasy, because you are not that kind of person. In fact, in the final analysis, it's just a sentence. You must be smart enough.

After tasting a sip of tea, the woman slowly put down the teacup, covered it, stared at Xiao Chen, who was thinking, smiled slightly, and showed a look of comfort on her face.

Zhang Qiuling always felt that there was an aura in the man around him, but he never knew how to use it. During this period, the unruly people around him did a lot of things that he was not satisfied with because of impulse, and even felt pitiful for him. All the impulses were only scars, so Zhang Qiuling felt that It is necessary for him to point out this man, let him take fewer detours, let him understand his trem, and let him know that the road is ahead, but he must go and break through all obstacles by himself.

To the woman's surprise, Xiao Chen actually looked at himself with a flattering face and smiled, and said brazenly, "You are so kind."

Zhang Qiuling couldn't laugh or cry. Originally, he thought that the man was in a daze and had an understanding, but he didn't expect that he would say such a sentence. He couldn't help smiling and asked, "Didn't you hear it or on purpose?"

Xiao Chen took out a cigarette and smoked it slowly. After a while, he replied with a solemn face, "Actually, I understand what you said, but there are some things I have to do, and I must do them regardless of the consequences. Otherwise, I can't feel at ease. I can't face the old drunkard and aunt underground. I knew when the man left another village. I said the word forebearance. Many years ago, I also knew what human beings are, but I can't humiliate the people underground or the people around me. This is my temper, and I can't change it all my life.

When hunting on the mountain, Xiao Chen can quietly hide in a hidden place and wait for the prey to find the bait he laid. He may wait for hours or dozens of minutes. No matter what kind of Xiao Chen will not mind, because these things did not touch the bottom line in his heart. But once his relatives were insulted or hurt, Xiao Chen would not even wait for a second. He would not hesitate to take action. For this reason, Xiao Chen made a lot of trouble and suffered a lot of injuries, and even blinded one eye.

Many people in another village say that Xiao Chen is a tricky people, an asshole, and a slumsy three, but they still like Xiao Chen and like this man who takes advantage everywhere, because everyone in another village knows that although Xiao Chen is smooth on the surface, he is a good person who is affectionate and righteous in his heart. Five years ago, there was no tap water in the village. At that time, he will help the old man carry water from an ancient well far away. When someone in another village is in trouble, Xiao Chen will never turn a deaf ear.

Looking at the man's resolute face, Zhang Qiuling suddenly found that it might be the man who had such a personality that would look at him differently. At the beginning, if it hadn't been for the unruly people in front of him who killed Ba Snake with lime powder, he might have died long ago, let alone getting that strange grass. Maybe he was right, just His personality is doomed to suffer losses in the big city. He has to find a way to help him take out of his attachment and worship of family affection, so that he can become a hero who really knows how to endure and laugh.

"The superficial rather than the inner tricky, one day his heart will dominate his appearance." Zhang Qiuling silently gave Xiao Chen a comment in his heart.

"Some things are better to be more changeable. If you are poor, you will change. If you change, you will be successful. If you are general, you will be long-term. I don't need to say much about this truth. If you want to survive in this city, you must accept the survival rules of this city and use them skillfully." Zhang Qiuling looked at Xiao Chen and said calmly.

"Can you grant me a request?" Xiao Chen suddenly frowned and gritted his teeth and said, as if saying this sentence was a waste of his too much strength.

"Say it." Zhang Qiuling was a little surprised. He could hear from the man's tone that he made a lot of determination when he said this, but what could make him frown? Women began to be curious.

"I want to send Tianyou away, but I haven't found a good place to go. With him, I always feel that I can't let go of my hands and feet. I can rest assured when the sea is also there, but now that the sea has gone, I always feel that Tianyou is too dangerous, and now Tianyou has become my biggest weakness, so I hope You can take him away. Only when he is gone can I have no scruples.

Zhang Qiuling nodded and agreed, thinking about the purpose of Xiao Chen after sending Zhang Tianyou away. What would he do if the child was not by his side? Do you do what you want to do without scruples? Perhaps, once Zhang Tianyou leaves Nanjing and goes to a safe place, Xiao Chen has no worries. There are no relatives around him who can fetter his progress, but can he count himself? There was a ripple at the bottom of his heart, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, warm and ethereal.

How much is the word "qing yi" worth? Thousands of pounds? Bullshit, it's immeasurable at all, because love is always the most important thing for Chinese people. From Xiao Chen's look at this moment, Zhang Qiuling saw a lot, including love and righteousness. Lin Ruohai is in the Guangzhou Military Region, and his safety does not need to be considered. Then after sending Zhang Tianyou to a safe place, this man no longer needs to worry. No one in Nanjing City can catch his weakness and make him bow down. Will all he have will be a brilliant sky or a cloudy sky?