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”Grandson, do you have any questions?”

Old Beggar said to Duan Hong while looking at the disappearing figure.

Duan Hong turned around to look at him and said: ”Old Grandpa — I only have this one big sister, and she left with that old granny. Once we return home, how should I explain this to Eldest Uncle and Aunt?”

His tone was filled with disappointment and hatred.

The old beggar asked, ”What's wrong with that?” You should just speak the truth. Oh right, the old beggar hasn't eaten in a whole day and has been accompanying you in the middle of the night. Quickly find a restaurant to greet the old beggar.

Duan Hong silently thought in his heart: ”Benefits? Why didn't you stop my sister when she was taken away by them? You and that old woman can't be on the same side, can you? ”

Just as this thought flashed across Duan Hong's mind, he dismissed it. He recalled the fight between the old beggar and monk to help him a few years ago. At least he treated Duan Hong well!

Duan Hong looked deeply at the direction where Duan Yuan was leaving in, and thought to himself: ”Forget it, I won't think about it anymore, let's go back and talk, so what if I stay here? Can big sister come back? ”

The four of them barely squeezed into the red TT as Duan Hong drove quickly towards the Haizhong City area.

Actually, other than Duan Hong, there was another person who was very sad, and that was the Zhu Shan who had always been silent. The him who seemed simple and honest, was actually sensitive and meticulous towards emotions.

At the Charm Bar, a young female singer was singing a sad and encouraging song on the stage with a guitar in her arms due to the heavy rain and the lack of guests.

Ye Ci sang out her desire for the future and her helplessness toward reality. Once she had emotions, any song would be pleasing to the ear.

The fatty Duan Datong had stayed in the Siberia for a few years, and was used to drinking vodka. With the fight just now, he had the Liquor worm enter his brain and especially ordered two bottles of Polish Distillation Vodka.

Duan Hong raised his head and drained the vodka in his cup. A burning sensation spread from his throat all the way to his tail and his stomach, making him feel as if he had been punched in the stomach.

Suppressing her tears that were welling up, she watched as Old Beggar Zou Huashang crazily devoured the small delicacies and a few pieces of roasted meat in front of her.

Zhu Shan lowered his head, neither spoke nor drank. His gaze paused on the few beauties in the bar.

After a long while, Zou Huashang said as he wiped his mouth, ”Alright, since we are grandsons, it's our fate that we meet. Old Beggar will tell you, in case you keep worrying.”

Zou Huashang first smelled the scent of the vodka in the cup of wine, then took a small, excited sip, before sighing, ”What a spicy wine, it's been so many years since I've tasted this kind of wine. When I was young, I used to drink this wine in Russia. If it wasn't for the old man's advice, I'm afraid I would have been drunk to death there. ”

< p > This was something that had started more than fifty years ago.

Ten years of foundation, the Great Leap Forward.

There were a lot of secret services in the country. The big capitalist countries and the defeated countries had always harbored resentment towards the Eastern powers. They were afraid that the sleeping giant dragons would wake up and defeat them once they woke up.

No country wanted to see it rise up, especially the pirates, who had sent out a lot of spies in order to understand the country's every move.

At that time, Zou Huashang was in his prime, Old Zou was an overseas Chinese, seeing that the country had been re-established, he brought his whole family back to the country. Old Zou's family made a lot of money relying on restaurants in foreign countries.

This was why the robust Zou Huashang was a true rich second generation. This person had studied boxing in a foreign country and had a very good physique. With the support of his family, he had spent a lot of money on hobbies and interests and had even participated in a few competitions to obtain a good ranking.

As an overseas Chinese, Father Zou had a good relationship with government officials. After all, it was good for him to return to China and contribute to the country.

He was invited to any diplomatic conference for government officials. There was a diplomatic fraternity in which the government wanted Father Zou to attend as a Democrat. After all, he had been in a foreign country for many years and was fluent in English.

Father Zou readily agreed. Looking at his son Zou Da, who was in his twenties, playing with a few of his hedonistic sons all day long, Father Zou wanted to teach him a lesson so he took him with him.

Zou Da was unhappy in his heart. He had been educated in the West since young, and although he could speak Chinese, he could not write. He did not understand much about the country's feudalism, nor did he like formal occasions.