Song Jian drove into the dead end as Gao Yuan told him. At this time, Gao Yuan also took out a bag, put all his wet clothes in, and then stuck out his little butt and crawled over from the back seat.

"Just here, that's it. You park the car first. I'll let my grandma open the door," Gao Yuan said, pointing to the deepest door in the alley.

Song Jian stopped the car, Gao Yuan picked up his cell phone, dialed a number, "Hey, grandma, I'm at the door, open the door and let me in."

Not long after, the door opened.

The alleys in Gusu City are mostly narrow, and the gate of the yard is also very small, but the gate of Gao Yuan Grandma is very wide.

The door opened, Gao Yuandao: "Drive directly in."

"I have something to do," Song Jiandao.

"I can't go back if I have something to do. Now there are police cars outside. You want to fall into the trap. Don't forget that you are an accomplice," Gao Yuan threatened with a red hair on his head.

Song Jian curled his lips helplessly, but thinking about it, it seemed nothing was wrong. He originally planned to help Qin Huayu, but now he has solved Pi Hai. It seems that there is no problem whether he goes to Hongyan Shopping Mall. Originally, Song Jian was still worried about how to deal with Pi Hai. After all, in terms of force, Song Jian is not the opponent of Pi Hai. At this time, Song Jian was almost the same as an ordinary person. He was not as strong as an adult man. He just knew how to make moves and reacted quickly. He really might not be able to fight with Pi Hai. Now he used this method to solve Pi Hai, which is also considered luck.

Thinking of this, Song Jian no longer had to worry and drove into Gao Yuan's grandmother's house.

This residence is simply a luxury house. Although the buildings in the house are old-fashioned Gusu style, the area is very large. In Gusu, where every inch of land is valuable, you will definitely have no worries for the rest of your life with such a large piece of real estate.

In addition to the bluestone road, there is also a large area of ​​space in the house that weighs flowers, plants and trees.

"There is the garage over there, go there," Gao Yuan pointed in the direction. "When you leave for a while, just leave directly through the secret door behind the garage."

Song Jian said "Oh" and quickly parked the car, and the two got out.

"Damn girl, where are you going crazy again? Huh? Are you a friend?" An old woman with a slightly hunched back came over, "Come on, come on, come in, come on, wait until the rain stops before leaving."

Song Jian called out "Grandma" and the three of them entered the room.

This old woman was particularly enthusiastic about Song Jian and asked about Song Jian's various situations.

Gao Yuan was washing his face in the bathroom and muttered, "Grandma, Song Jian is not my boyfriend. They all have girlfriends, so you can go and do it quickly."

When the old woman heard this, she was stunned for a moment and looked at Song Jian.

Song Jian smiled and said, "We are ordinary friends. We met on the road. It was raining, so we took her home."

"Oh, hey," sighed the old lady, "You haven't had lunch yet, I'll cook for you."

"Grandma, I want to eat dumpling soup," Gao Yuan shouted in the bathroom, "I'm starving to death."

"If you don't do it, when will you find a boyfriend? When will you do it?" the old woman stood up and muttered to the kitchen. "Also, those yellow-haired and second-rate men are not good, they must be like Song Jian."

Song Jian touched his face and thought to himself that he looked so pleasing.

Gao Yuan walked out while wiping his face with a white towel and said, "I'll wear this clothes first. You can buy one for your girlfriend. I don't know that you are quite rich. That modified car will cost five million."

"It was given to me by someone," Song Jian sat on the sofa, "Why did you cut people on the road? So cruel."

Gao Yuan let go of the towel, sighed, and sat on the sofa opposite Song Jian, saying, "That group of people is so hateful. How can you not teach them a lesson?"

Song Jian stared at Gao Yuan and said, "You... So you look like this."

After washing his face at this time, Gao Yuan, who had no makeup, looked pretty beautiful. He had big eyes with curved eyelashes and a small cherry mouth under his small nose. Even if Song Jian broke his head, he couldn't imagine that the red-haired boy who was carrying a big knife and chopping people in the rain just now looked like such a pure and well-behaved face.

"Hehe, I've been deceived. Did you find that I'm pretty, more beautiful than your girlfriend?" Gao Yuan blinked proudly at Song Jian.

Song Jian smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, why did those Pi Hai provoke you?"

"Oh, so you know Pi Hai too. No wonder he broke his legs. This matter is a long story. Pi Hai and my uncle, oh, you may know each other, Li Zhixin, Huang Yaoshi's eldest disciple, went to rob the tomb together, but it seemed that my uncle betrayed him. As soon as he was out of the prison cell, he gathered people to find a place in my uncle's store. Well, that group of people happened to be old enemies with my uncle and the other, so the two sides fought. My uncle was not at home, so I couldn't sit idly by, so I took those retired father's old subordinates and chopped them up. Hehe, you see, they are no matches at all." Gao Yuan smiled proudly.

"Song Jian, come, do me a favor and make a fire for me." The old woman shouted in the kitchen far away.

Song Jian stood up and whispered: "Your grandma is so rude. I asked me to cook the pot for the first time I came to your house."

Gao Yuan rolled his eyes, "That's your honor. My grandmother has a high vision. If you weren't driving a five-million off-road vehicle and looking pretty, my grandmother wouldn't have kept you at home for dinner."

Song Jian could only walk to the kitchen.

Although it is an old-fashioned kitchen, the furniture inside is not old, including induction cookers, gas stoves, refrigerators, etc.

"How much do you eat?" the old woman asked when she saw Song Jian coming.

"Uh, it's very big, grandma, just prepare according to the food of the people at the table," Song Jiandao. Since this old woman is not polite to her, there is no need to be polite to her.

The old woman grinned. She did not let Song Jian burn the fire, but asked, "Song Jian, what is your relationship with us Yuanyuan? She never brought friends here."

Song Jiandao: "I am really an ordinary friend. Well, I happened to meet you today and I came together."

The old woman sighed and said, "Hey, Yuanyuan is a miserable child. On her 18th birthday, her parents and grandpa who loved her died overnight. Alas, don't look at her being so happy all day long, she is feeling bitter."

Song Jian was startled, "How did you die?"

"It's not the fight between **. Yuanyuan's father was the boss of Guanghui Society. Later, several other clubs quietly joined forces and killed them overnight. The house was burned." The old woman wiped the corners of her eyes, as if she had seen her daughter and son-in-law's death, and her tone was still very calm. "It's normal for her parents to die. If she does too many bad things, God will retribution, but Yuanyuan's child is kind-hearted. In the past, those retired subordinates who followed Yuanyuan's father were injured and no one took care of them. Yuanyuan usually took care of them. Those people praised her for being loyal. I heard that many people still wanted to follow her and start Guanghui Society again. Alas, I'm old, I'm really worried about Yuanyuan's child."

Song Jian helped wash the meat and said, "Then she should be allowed to go to school or work."

The old woman shook her head, "I said she didn't listen, Song Jian, I knew you were a kind person as soon as I saw you. Can you help me persuade her to find a job safely or find a good family to marry. Even if my old woman dies, there is no regret."

"Grandma, I will help persuade her," Song Jiandao.

"Hey, hey, that's good. By the way, you see, although my house is a bit broken, it's still quite large. In a few years, the government will demolish it. This old house of more than 1,000 square meters will be demolished at least several million. In addition, it will be distributed to commercial housing. I'm dead. All these are round money," the old woman said, while peeking at Song Jian's expression.

Song Jian smiled bitterly in his heart. This old woman clearly used money to tempt herself and make herself and Gao Yuan a pair.

"The meat is washed, I'll cut it for you," Song Jian said without further ado.

The old woman sighed and stopped talking about this topic. In fact, the reason why she misunderstood the relationship between Song Jian and Gao Yuan was because Gao Yuan brought Song Jian here. This yard is a safe haven for Gao Yuan. On weekdays, Gao Yuan would never bring people from ordinary relationships here. In fact, Gao Yuan was also considering the safety of her grandmother. No one knew that her grandmother lived here and would not implicate the old woman when she caused trouble.

After cutting the meat, the old woman asked Song Jian to go back.

Song Jian washed his hands and returned to the room. Gao Yuan was watching a movie on the sofa.

After thinking about it, Song Jian still felt that he had to persuade Gao Yuan. He sat down next to Gao Yuan and asked, "What do you want to do in the future? You won't just fight and kill like this for the rest of your life."

"What's the matter! But I have to learn kung fu first," Gao Yuantou didn't look back.

Song Jian smiled and said, "The current clubs are not enough to fight or kill. They also have to be rich and wise."

"Huh? You understand too?" Gao Yuan turned his head and glanced at Song Jian, "By the way, Song Jian, you have good kung fu. You knocked the Mad Bull King Hansheng away with one punch. Can you teach me?"

Song Jian thought for a while and said, "It will be possible to teach you, but you have to listen to me."

"Of course," Gao Yuan jumped up, "You teach me that you are my master. Except for your consent, I will listen to you."

Song Jiandao: "Okay, don't organize a club anymore, find a serious job first."

When Gao Yuan heard this, he tilted his head and sat down again, "You don't understand at all!"

"What do I don't understand?" Song Jian was puzzled.

Gao Yuan glared at Song Jian with red eyes, "You don't know anything! Yes, you have money, you know martial arts again! You drive a five million car and you can go anywhere, but what should those people do? My father died, they were cut off and killed, all of them were lame, injured, who will support the family! You can't find a job, no house, no social security, and sometimes you don't have food, what should they do!"

Gao Yuan became more and more excited the more he spoke, his eyes were red and tears fell down at any time.

Song Jian became silent for a while, and asked, "How many of you are?"

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