I can see luck value

Luo Yi wanted to go to school again, but there was no suitable one, so Zhang Hao gave her a school as her birthday present.

On this day, Luo Yi cried like a child, except for her father, no one in this world treated her so well.

Of course, the school has only just completed construction, but the enrollment work has just begun, and it has to be filed with the Education Bureau. Even if it is a private college, it is still managed by others.

Although he hasn't been able to go to school yet, Luo Yi seems to have started to change after this day. He no longer stays at home, and dares to step out of the house alone to see for himself.

After this incident, the luck values ​​of Zhang Hao and Luo Yi increased sharply again, one reached 33000 points, and the other was close to 20000 points. In the case of a strong combination, luck kept knocking on the door.

However, although Zhang Hao went smoothly here, the accident came from the other side of the mountain.

After being treated in the county hospital for more than two months, Zhang Hao's mother Zhang Guilan's condition worsened again and she urgently needed craniotomy.But the small county in the mountainous area obviously does not have such conditions, so his father Zhang Dashan called Zhang Hao and asked if he could be sent to a big city for medical treatment.

Zhang Hao agreed without hesitation, and planned to come to Yushui himself to see his mother and take her there.

After entrusting the company's affairs to Lin Weiwei, he once again became the hands-off shopkeeper.

Since Zhang Hao himself can't drive, he left the driver of the Land Rover to Zhou Liyan.I simply rented a car and went straight to Yushui Mountain.

Along the way, Zhang Hao was always thinking about Zhang Guilan, thinking in his heart, if the small county really didn't have the conditions, he would go directly to the third hospital of Linjiang City, and he didn't believe it. With Zhiwei's knife, his mother would Can there be an accident?
But when Zhang Hao was thinking wildly, the car suddenly bumped and then turned sideways.

Zhang Hao hurriedly gathered his mind, looked up, and saw that the car was tilted at fifteen degrees, the front wheel was stuck on the side of the mountain road, and the other side was the Baizhang Valley.

The driver was already sweating from fright. He really didn't expect the tire to blow out as soon as he entered the mountain area. Fortunately, he was lucky, otherwise the car would go faster and they would rush into the valley.

Zhang Hao was also frightened, surprises are everywhere.

No, he is a lucky man, with such a strong luck, how could he be so unlucky?

He subconsciously looked at the top of the driver's head, only to find that the driver's head was covered with dark clouds, and his luck value was -2000, which was indeed not suitable for driving anymore.

This time I met Zhang Hao. If there were other people, it is estimated that they both "died for love" this time.

Zhang Hao was also worried about his mother's affairs, so he didn't take a good look at the driver's situation. He had to pay attention to this in the future, and he couldn't capsize in the gutter.

I dare not sit in this car anymore. Zhang Hao looked around and saw that his house was still ten kilometers away, so let's walk there.

His physical strength has now reached 20 points, which is basically the same as that of ordinary athletes, and this mountain road is no problem.

The mountain road is rugged, and if you walk over it with your feet, you will inevitably get muddy.

When Zhang Hao entered the mountain village, his trousers were already dirty, and he was sweating because of his haste.

Most of the old people in the village were at home. When they saw Zhang Hao, they all greeted him familiarly. Some of them even wanted to drag him back from this big city to talk.

Zhang Hao enthusiastically nodded to these folks and called people, but he didn't stop in his footsteps. At this moment, his mother had returned home to recuperate, and he wanted to go back as soon as possible.

My father made it very clear on the phone that the county hospital dared to continue the treatment, and my mother also loved money, and when she heard that it would cost thousands of dollars a day, her heart ached so much that she stubbornly wanted to go home.

When Zhang Hao came to the center of the village, several young people who stayed in the village had just woken up, with their vests lifted up, showing their white bellies, yawning, and came to the well to wash.

When they saw Zhang Hao, most of them ignored him, only a fat man named Song Chungui ran over with a smile.

"Brother Mouse, you're back home, are you doing well outside?"

Zhang Hao looked at this oily fat man and knew that he was the son of Song Changjiang, the richest man in the village, and his father built a thousand-acre bamboo garden behind the mountain, and the annual income was said to be hundreds of thousands. It is a three-story building with a large yard.

This fat man was the bully of the village when he was a child. Few children in the same village dared to provoke him, and Zhang Hao was not uncommonly bullied by him.

Song Chungui called his brother, but his eyes were full of jokes. As the only so-called top student in the village who passed the entrance examination in Linjiang City, he looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Hao casually replied: "Well, I'm back, every day is just dawdling."

Seeing that Zhang Hao was about to leave in a hurry, Song Chungui stopped him and said with a smile, "How can I? I remember that when you passed the exam, your father went to the east of the village to drink a pot of old wine and invite the villagers to get together. But I remember very clearly that your old man boasted so much that he can't make a fool of himself, so you won't go home."

Hearing Song Chungui's nagging, Zhang Hao wanted to leave but was dragged, so he looked at him and asked, "Song Bawang, what about you? What have you been doing all these years? Have you inherited the family business?"

Song Chungui is most annoying when people call him the Overlord. Even though it is true, he still likes to be called artistically. For example, he is Chunyu as expensive as oil, born noble or something.

"Hehe, my family is not like yours. I still live in a flat tiled house, and I don't even want to light a broken light bulb. My natural bamboo garden, do I need to continue? Just collect the money."

Song Chungui's tone was full of teasing. When he was a child, he dominated by strength, but now he uses money to dominate. He is the richest man in the village.

The two of them were chatting here, and the young people who were idle around and stayed in the village to eat and die also looked lively.

The life in the mountain village is too boring, they don't have the ability to go out, such big dramas don't happen very often, they have to watch them.

Zhang Hao still misses his mother, how can he have time to chat with this fat man?
Isn't it easy to get rid of this guy's entanglement?
"You can collect money without having to work? That's great, I'm also in the light of the spring rain, which is as expensive as oil. Brother Gui, my mother's medical expenses are almost 100 million less this time, so you can lend it to me first, and I will make money." Pay it back, you are so rich, you won’t refuse it.”

To borrow money?
Song Chungui looked at Zhang Hao and saw that he was covered in mud. He obviously walked over. He didn't even have a car. The city must be in a bad place. Can you lend him money?Go crazy yourself.

"Hey, let's see how you messed up. You don't even have money for your parents to see a doctor. It's really pitiful. You can still be considered a person who has studied in a big city."

"Yeah, that's why I want to borrow from you. You see, everyone is watching. You are so generous, you won't be stingy with this little money, right?"

Zhang Hao pretended to be bitter, Song Chungui saw this, and felt that he couldn't chat with him anymore.

"Of course, of course, but I will have a poker game later, let's talk about your matter later."

After finishing speaking, Song Chungui walked away humming a little song, looking inexplicably proud.

If you want people to avoid you, you can just borrow money. This trick is always beneficial to relatives and friends, or those who approach you maliciously.

With his ears cleared, Zhang Hao waved to the group of fellow villagers around him, and walked straight to his home.

It was an earthen kiln house, the tiles on the roof were all broken, and it was only covered with some thatch, and the house still had the same wooden door. The house couldn't get sunlight, it was pitch black, and it was hard to even turn on the lights.

Zhang Hao walked in quickly, and seeing his mother lying on the bed with white hair and a haggard face, he couldn't help but let out a low cry, and rushed to the side of the bed.