Goldfinger is a bit strange

Liu Qingshan glanced at Boss Huo. Fortunately, he had paid attention and almost boarded his pirate ship.

So he called "Uncle Huang" again and then sat down on the sofa.

As for Huang Yueming, he naturally sat next to his father, then stood up and helped pour tea for several people.

Liu Qingshan also felt Huang Shouting's vague gaze, which seemed to be sizing him up.

Even though he was a man of two generations, he felt a little uncomfortable being looked at. He felt that the gaze was a bit scrutinizing, like a father scrutinizing the brat that his precious daughter had brought back.

The key is that Liu Qingshan really doesn't have that kind of interest in Huang Yueming.

He finally understood why he felt a little weird when he saw Huang Yueming today. It was probably because of this girl's general thoughts.

It seemed a bit impolite to talk about business when they had just met. Liu Qingshan was hesitating whether to get into the topic directly when he heard that Huang Shouting opposite him had already started to talk about family matters.

The one named Liu Qingshan was a bit more embarrassed, as if he was on a blind date.

Fortunately, Huang Shouting quickly changed the topic and began to ask about some domestic situations, such as the investment environment.

After chatting for a while, I heard him sigh: "My father's generation also came from there. The old man has always wanted to go back to his hometown to visit."

Liu Qingshan smiled and nodded: "Now that the country is stable and many Hong Kong businessmen are investing in the country, it is no problem to visit relatives. Welcome Uncle Huang to come home and have a look."

He put the words "go home and see" with a little accent.

"The home over there has long been gone." Huang Shouting sighed, and then said:

"Actually, I am also a stranger here on Hong Kong Island. I am just an elder in the family. I often talk about the old house in Shijia Hutong."

Hearing the familiar name of Shijia Hutong, Liu Qingshan's heart suddenly moved and he subconsciously asked:

"Uncle Huang, what a coincidence. My grandmother also has a big house in Shijia Hutong. My grandmother's surname is also Huang."

Huang Shouting's eyebrows also moved twice: "I don't know what your grandmother's name is..."

Liu Qingshan also looked directly into the other person's eyes, and his heart jumped a few times: "My grandma's name is Huang Shuzhen."

But I heard Huang Yueming next to me suddenly say: "Daddy, I often hear my grandpa say that the third aunt seems to be called this name!"

Suddenly, Huang Shouting stood up from the sofa, the expression on his face changing rapidly.

Liu Qingshan also stood up. He finally understood where his kindness towards Huang Yueming came from.

It is the attraction that comes from the same blood. Even if they have never met, it has already flowed in the blood.

Boss Huo next to him also looked at this and that, and thought to himself: I really saw a big show!

Huang Shouting looked at his watch. It was still early, and his father had not rested at this time, so he said:

"Qingshan, let's go first. My father knows those old things best."

In this situation, Boss Huo couldn't stop them. He could only send the group of people outside, watch them hurriedly get into the car, and then drive towards the top of the mountain.

Nearly an hour later, the car drove into a medium-sized villa on the top of the mountain.

"Shou Ting, you're back so early." A middle-aged beautiful woman came out and saw Liu Qingshan. She was startled for a moment, and then her face lit up with joy. Her eyes turned back and forth on Liu Qingshan and her daughter a few times, and she felt like With calculation:

He is indeed a very outstanding young man, and he is a good match for his daughter. It seems a bit against the rules to bring him back in such a hurry, right?

"Fengzhen, is father asleep?"

Huang Shouting was a little anxious and didn't notice his wife's thoughts.

Chu Fengzhen misunderstood and thought she wanted the old man to look at each other, so she quickly pulled her husband a few steps aside and said with a smile:

"Shou Ting, are you too impatient?"

"Of course I'm anxious. This child may be the grandson of my aunt from the mainland."

Huang Shouting couldn't help but lead Liu Qingshan into the small building.

It is a three-story building. The old man lives on the first floor for convenience.

Huang Shouting opened a bedroom and led Liu Qingshan directly in.

An old man in his seventies, wearing pajamas, was sitting cross-legged on a mat, slowly twisting a string of beads in his hand.

The old man's face was thin and his eyes were closed, as if quiet time was passing through his fingertips.

"Father."

"grandfather."

After hearing these two calls, the old man slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes did not look at his son and granddaughter, but fell directly on Liu Qingshan's face.

That gaze carries the tranquility after seeing through the world.

"Youth and maturity are rare." The old man nodded slightly, seeming very satisfied.

"Father..." Huang Shouting called anxiously again.

As a result, the old man glared at him: "He is rough and not as stable as a young man."

This old man is powerful, with a pair of eyes that can penetrate people's hearts.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but admire him. There was indeed a big difference between his mental age and his actual age. Of course he was young and mature, but most people couldn't tell.

Huang Shouting was trained to lose his temper, but Huang Yueming stepped forward, helped his grandfather get up from the mat, and sat on a Taishi chair next to him:

"Grandpa, tell me about the old house in the capital and the third aunt..."

The old man's eyes flashed fiercely, and he stared at Liu Qingshan, as if he wanted to find something from him.

It's just that Liu Qingshan's appearance is more like that of his grandfather and father, but the girls in the Liu family all take after their grandmother and mother.

"Are you...are you a descendant of Shuzhen?" The old man suddenly asked, his voice trembling.

Huang Yueming quickly touched his grandfather's back gently, fearing that the old man would be too excited.

Liu Qingshan also stared at the old man's old face: "My grandma's maiden name is indeed Huang Shuzhen. Her hometown is Beijing and she lives in Shijia Hutong."

He described the specific location of the old house. As for the situation at grandma's house, he was afraid of arousing her sadness, so he never asked.

Snap!

The old man slapped his hand heavily on the chair, and then stood up from the chair tremblingly:

"Third sister, you are indeed my third sister. I didn't expect you to still be alive!"

Two lines of turbid tears rolled down his cheeks. It had been nearly fifty years since he heard news from his sister for the first time. The excitement in his heart also made his body tremble.

Seeing this, Liu Qingshan hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Uncle, please don't get excited."

Huang Yueming picked up a small medicine bottle from the bedside, poured a pill out, and gave it to Grandpa to hold in his mouth.

After a long while, the old man's mood became much more stable.

At his age, fame and wealth can no longer move his heart. Only blood relatives are hard to part with.

He suddenly grabbed Liu Qingshan's hand: "Come on, call your grandma now!"

Liu Qingshan looked at the time. It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, a little late: "Uncle, we are in a village. There is a phone in the production team headquarters. No one is watching at night."

A trace of disappointment flashed across the old man's face, and he immediately took Liu Qingshan's hand: "Then tell me, you must tell me in detail!"

It wasn't until almost eleven o'clock in the middle of the night that Liu Qingshan walked out of the old man's house. This was because he had repeatedly persuaded the old man to rest. Otherwise, he would definitely have to talk all night long.

In the living room outside, Huang Shouting and his wife had been staying here. Liu Qingshan came forward respectfully and called his uncle and aunt.

"Unexpectedly, it turns out they are all blood relatives."

Huang Shouting also felt a lot of emotion in his heart. Although he was born on Hong Kong Island, the Chinese pay special attention to their roots.

Chu Fengzhen also looked at Liu Qingshan affectionately, and the more she looked at him, the happier she became. Of course, she also heard some rumors about this child: he was talented and could make money.

I thought we could become a family, but now it's not bad, we have become a family after all.

After chatting for more than ten minutes, Huang Yueming walked out of his grandfather's room. The old man was so excited that he finally took sleeping pills and fell asleep.

She raised her eyes and looked at Liu Qingshan, her eyes friendly and joyful: "Qingshan, regardless of age, you are still my cousin."

"Cousin, no wonder I felt close to you the first time I saw you." Liu Qingshan also looked at this cousin with a smile.

The two of them were both relaxed and generous, without the slightest embarrassment, because they were more like friends than boyfriend and girlfriend when they got along.

"Yue Ming, hurry up and tidy up the guest room. Let your cousin stay here today."

Huang Shouting looked at how late it was and waved.

Of course, Liu Qingshan would not refuse. He could feel the closeness of this family to him, as if they really regarded him as a relative, so he said thank you.

After a good night's sleep, I got up early the next day as usual and went out to run along the road to the top of the mountain. Along the way, I met a few middle-aged or old people jogging.

Some of them were followed by strong sparring partners. From the looks of it, they should be bodyguards.

The terrain on the top of the mountain is relatively high, and if you look into the distance, you can almost have a panoramic view of the entire Hong Kong Island.

As usual, he stood and then practiced boxing. Perhaps it was the joy of finding his relatives that made Liu Qingshan's spirit different from the past. wWw.seven

Between the punches and kicks, I felt particularly excited and smooth.

At first, he was shouting and drinking as usual, but after a set of punches, he always had the urge to yell.

There were people around, so Liu Qingshan suppressed him. As a result, the more he suppressed him, the stronger this feeling became.

Suddenly, something moved in his heart, and he recalled the words of the mute grandpa in his mind, so he faced the rising sun in the east, took a deep breath, and then opened his mouth to roar.

An exciting and majestic roar exploded on the top of the mountain and rushed in all directions. The momentum was extremely majestic.

A sixty-year-old man, wearing a gray sportswear, was jogging up the mountain with his arms raised.

The roar came fiercely, causing the old man to stop in his tracks.

The two strong men behind him also ran two steps and stood in front of the old man: "Mr. Li, there is danger and you must return immediately."

"There is any danger that you cannot solve."

The old man stood there without moving, his face expressionless, and even the two bodyguards couldn't guess what his employer was thinking.

One of them could only tell the truth: "Listening to the roar just now, it should be from the inside out. Furthermore, none of us are opponents."

"Oh, such a powerful person will definitely become a great master in the future. There is such a person in Hong Kong, so of course I have to get to know him." The old man raised his arms again and ran slowly towards the top of the mountain.

The two bodyguards looked at each other helplessly and could only follow. They were under great pressure.

Although the old man said it easily, he was also very shocked inside. He almost lost his mind when he suddenly heard a roar just now.

This made him feel a sense of frustration. In the past few decades, he had experienced too many storms in the business world, and he had long been calm. As a result, today he was almost yelled at, "I don't want a rich man like me." Face?

When the three of them ran to the top of the mountain, they saw a young man practicing boxing in an open space.

He punched and moved his legs very slowly, but that posture was not Tai Chi.

Sometimes, a movement needs to be performed back and forth several times.

The two bodyguards were even more nervous. Of course they knew that this was the first glimpse of the other party, and they were slowly realizing it.

It's him!

The old man's pupils shrank suddenly, and when he was about to step forward, he was stopped by two bodyguards: "Mr. Li, it's not appropriate to disturb him at this moment."

If you go up at this time, you will have a big feud, and people will fight against you. Believe it or not?

The old man was not an expert, but he had a good sense of people and could probably guess the reason, so he moved slowly beside him. He was really slow.

Liu Qingshan didn't know how long it took, but he felt that his thoughts were clear, and then he slowly stopped his fists and feet.

His heart was also surging: after three years, he finally crossed this threshold.

I heard Master say that many people live in poverty and fail to take this step in the end.

"Young and handsome kung fu." A slightly older voice came from beside him.

Liu Qingshan had completely forgotten himself just now and didn't know anyone was there.

But if someone had evil intentions just now, it would be bad luck.

Then his eyes glanced over, and the corners of Liu Qingshan's mouth curled up slightly: It turned out to be him.

"Mr. Li is overly praised for his country skills."

Liu Qingshan simply didn't hide it. After all, anyone who has lived in Hong Kong Island for a month will definitely have an impression of this face. Pretending not to recognize it would seem pretentious.

The richest man, Li, waved his hand: "It doesn't matter where a hero comes from. There are many big shots on Hong Kong Island who didn't come from the countryside."

His gaze also looked down the mountain, as if the entire Hong Kong Island lay at his feet.

Liu Qingshan took out a handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the sweat on his forehead:

"The height of the mountain is the peak. Mr. Li also likes to climb mountains."

The old man retracted his gaze and looked over with a smile: "It's a good saying that the mountains are as high as the peaks. Only by climbing to the top can you see all the mountains at a glance, right, Mr. Mountain."

The word "mountain" is translated as "mountain" or "big mountain". Li's richest man obviously meant something.

The more successful a person is, the stronger the desire to conquer is hidden in his heart. Otherwise, he may not be a successful person.

Liu Qingshan looked calm and continued to wipe the sweat gently: "Then Mr. Li should travel more in China. There are countless famous mountains and rivers there. The tops of Hong Kong Island are still too small."

After speaking, he slightly cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Li, take your leave."

Then he ran as fast as flying down the mountain.

The richest man Li was stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "Heroes come from young. When I was young, it wasn't like this..."

As he spoke, he stumbled and almost fell if the bodyguard hadn't been holding him up.

The richest man Li shook his head: After all, I am still old. This world is, after all, a world of young people...

March, early spring.

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The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood.

The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate.

The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now.

Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them.

There, a figure was lying down.

This is a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes are torn and covered with dirt, and he has a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, occasionally observing its surroundings vigilantly.

It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely sank its head into the belly of the wild dog.

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