The narrow stone street is the only traditional scenery left in Yuncheng. On both sides are two rows of low-rise buildings that can be left behind. Most of the food stalls are opened, and the prices are reasonable. Therefore, the stone street has become a famous snack street over time. There are a lot of people every day. Most of the people from other places who come to the provincial capital have to come here to see it.

Liao Qing squatted on the steps and smoked. When the cigarette burned to his fingers, he pressed it on the ground irritably. There were a lot of troubles in his head. Everyone around him frowned, and some timid pedestrians were involuntarily bypassed from him.

"Liao Qing, the boss called you over, why are you still squatting here?"

A bald young man next to him walked over fiercely and shouted. Liao Qing stood up and walked into a narrow passage behind him, and finally went down to an underground game hall. The game hall covers a considerable area, with air conditioning and ventilation fans turned on, and filled with all kinds of people. A large screen was hanging on the wall, and two cartoon characters were constantly fighting. The huge sound of game filled the entire underground space. People were watching it, some were working hard, and some were cursing.

From time to time, people wearing tight vests nodded to the two of them. They were guarding around the underground venue, paying attention to the crowd vigilantly to prevent anyone from provoking trouble and fighting.

The sound insulation effect in the office is good. Lu Zhong put his legs on the desk. The boss turned left and right. He did not turn on the air conditioner, but blew a big head shaking fan, a cigar in his left hand and a teacup in his right hand, which was extremely comfortable.

Lu Zhong, with a fleshy face, opened his eyes, cigar lit up the direction of the wooden sofa, and Liao Qing sat down without saying a word.

"Qingzi, have you thought about it? To be honest, I feel honest and reluctant to let it go when I hear you are leaving."

Lu Zhong put down his legs and threw a cigar over. Liao Qing caught it and lit it, taking a deep breath.

"We have been in the glory and depressed over the years. When we were at the most dangerous time, everyone almost went in together. But no matter what, although outsiders are in the eyes of turmoil, we know how we are doing. Who is frozen and who is hungry? Even in this big place like this provincial capital, our brothers are buying houses one after another, right?"

"If you Qingzi hadn't stuffed the money into the bottomless pit of the hospital, the full amount would be out of the way. Why would you have collected the down payment?"

Liao Qing sighed: "Brother Zhong, let me tell the truth. My grandfather's condition has worsened again. I plan to do my best to be filial to the last time. If it still cannot be cured, then I have no choice."

"Not bad!" Lu Zhong praised: "The most important thing in our industry is loyalty and filial piety. Although I have advised you many times, since your grandfather's situation is no longer possible, it is better to take him home and take good care of him for a few years, so that he can eat well and wear warm clothes. But I still respect your ideas! I still have 200,000 yuan here, you can use it first."

Lu Zhong took out a card and threw it to Liao Qing. Liao Qing took the card and did not stop it, and he felt extremely conflicted.

The street lights in the old community at night were broken everywhere. Sometimes when you walk here without the light, you will hit the trees and go up to the dark unit building. Listening to the couple quarreling from time to time, the old man coughing, and the smell of inferior perfume in the aisle, Liao Qing felt more and more irritable.

"Oh! Life!" He sighed, and finally walked to his own floor, took out the key and planned to open the door, and suddenly felt shocked.

A chill suddenly surged from the tailbone to the top of his head. He staggered and took two steps back, pressed his back tightly against the door, and looked tightly at the top of the stairs. He saw a figure standing there. If it weren't for the faint moonlight coming in through the window and Liao Qing was particularly familiar with the night light in front of his door, he wouldn't have noticed him at all.

He quickly took out a folded fruit knife from his pocket, and his heart skipped a few times and had recovered from calmness. He quickly thought about the enemy he had offended in his mind.

After following Lu Zhong for so many years, he has fought many big and small fights, but he is just an ordinary maid leader. There are not many people who have offended him or not. If someone deliberately searches for his information for this, it would be too crazy.

"Liao Qing? Where is your grandfather?"

A voice suddenly came, and Liao Qing was slightly stunned. The owner who identified the voice from his memory could not help but open his mouth slightly, and he put away the folded fruit knife in surprise: "Xiao Shi? Are you Xiao Shi?"

His emotions seemed a little excited, and it was incredible. He thought that the two might meet again one day, but he didn't expect that this would be the case, on the stairs of his broken unit building.

The dim living room lights were turned on. The old apartment in this old community was only more than fifty square meters, with one bedroom and one living room plus a small compartment. Xiao Shi took a look from a distance. There were traces of frequent cleaning of the kitchen. Although the furniture was old and casual, the room was roughly tidy, and there were thick carpets on the floor, making the room not so monotonous.

On the coffee table was the braised cold dishes and beer that Liao Qing hurriedly went downstairs to buy, and took out a few cans of drinks from the refrigerator. A pack of more than 100 cigarettes that he usually couldn't bear to smoke was also sealed and handed it to Xiao Shi.

"Xiao Shi, where have you been in the past few years? I thought you would never return to Yuncheng or the provincial capital!" Liao Qing said in a low voice, with an uncontrollable excitement and ease.

No matter how bad a person is, he will have two or three friends. Xiao Shi was not bad in his character before, but he had no ambition and no ability. He still had friends, and Liao Qing was one of the two best.

Coincidentally, something happened to Xiao Shi's family, and Liao Qing's parents also had an accident in a public transportation accident. His company was alone and he had to be in charge of transferring the company's equity to cash out. Who knew that he was deceived again. Grandpa was in anger and was hospitalized. Liao Qing also changed from a carefree second-generation rich second-generation to a poor boy. Overall, the two had a very similar experience.

You should know that when he was in the past, he was said to be such a house, even if he saw such an old house on the street, he would frown. Now he lives with ease and does not look decadent and does not support himself. He is completely different from before.

"I have encountered some opportunities in recent years. I have come out now, so I come to see you as soon as possible. I just returned to Yuncheng a while ago, and Luo Qing and Long Huaishan are dead." Xiao Shi said lightly.

Liao Qing's eyes shook: "Did you kill them?" But then he felt something was wrong. The news of the accident between the two people also reached the provincial capital. He remembered that the death of the two people was not held responsible.
Chapter completed!