Siheyuan: Banggeng and I are classmates

"No, you won't practice in solitude this time!"

After hearing what Li Muhua said, the ferocious expression on the Taoist priest Xuyi's face slowly relaxed, and he murmured, "If only there was such an opportunity, I should have gone to see my master in front of the Earth Official..."

Seeing that he was lost in memories, Li Muhua did not try to wake him up. Some people think that life is painful and only death and punishment can free them.

After a mouthful of corn porridge, a mouthful of millet porridge, and a bite of pickles, Li Muhua soon emptied the bowl in front of him.

Only then did Taoist Xu Yi come to his senses and stared at him in a daze.

Li Muhua stood up, took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

"Old Taoist, since you think this way, I have nothing to say to you. Forget about the bet. It's unfair to me. We'll see the outcome in two months!"

Taoist Xuyi also stood up. He still couldn't figure out what Li Muhua meant.

"Old Taoist priest, read the newspaper more and think less about the bad things in your first half of life. I am so unlucky to be here. Maybe it's because you begged the Taoist master too many times, so he dragged you here to forgive you."

"As for whether you forgive yourself or not, you can decide for yourself when the time comes!"

After saying this, Taoist Xu Yi stood there in a daze, and Li Muhua strode out of the dining hall.

He has said everything he can, let Taoist Xuyi make the choice himself!

Walking slowly out of the Taoist temple, Li Muhua looked at the magnificent buildings and sighed secretly for their impending destruction.

Standing under the memorial archway, Li Muhua thought about his affairs with Baiyun Temple, and then thought about Compound No. 95, where there was still half a person waiting for him to save!

"Lou Xiao'e, I hope you won't be like Taoist Xu Yi and make me go here in vain."

Thinking that there is no deaf old lady now, Lou Xiao'e has not been entangled with Sha Zhu. As long as she says this, he should be able to abandon Xu Damao and follow his parents to Hong Kong without hesitation!

After thinking about Lou Lou Xiao'e, Li Muhua became a little hesitant about his future.

If he could follow Lou Xiao'e to Hong Kong, it would undoubtedly help him save ten years of his life and avoid going to the countryside in the future. It can be said that it is a hundred benefits with no harm.

"But if I defect, what will they do?"

Li Muhua thought about the safety of her family and had to give up the idea.

I still found excuses to persuade myself, "Why go to Hong Kong? It's a mess there now, and everyone is moving to the red wall. I might as well stay here. Ten years later, I will take the college entrance examination, the School of Political Science and Law, and then on the playground..."

Li Muhua planned his life as he walked and took the bus again. They lived in the same compound for more than ten years. Later, Li Muhua wanted to find out more, so he naturally knew the approximate location of the Lou family.

After asking a few nosy ladies nearby, Li Muhua walked towards the Lou family residence.

Rather than trying to persuade Lou Xiao'e, he still felt that it was more reliable to persuade Lou Xiao'e's father. Businessmen only care about profits, understand national politics and are afraid of death. As long as he can explain it clearly, the success rate of persuading him will be higher.

Standing in front of the Lou family's small white building——

Li Muhua couldn't help but sigh that the nickname "Lou Bancheng" was not for nothing. Through the iron gate, the decorated garden in front of the building alone was much larger than his entire yard.

The small house in front looks like a garage, with asphalt paving the way into it. On the left is a plain brick path surrounding a patch of flowers, plants and trees, leading directly to a small white gatehouse. It looks simple, but has a simple and elegant feel.

"Bang bang bang!"

Li Muhua banged the door knocker hard, fearing that the people in the building couldn't hear it.

As the knock on the door came into the building, a woman in her fifties dressed as a servant ran out of the building, approached the iron gate, saw Li Muhua and asked:

"you are?"

"I am Lou Xiao'e's neighbor. I am here to see Lou Xiao'e's father. I have something to tell him."

Mother He looked Li Muhua up and down, and seeing that he had a rosy complexion and his clothes were neat and tidy, and did not look like a child from a poor family, she became less wary.

Q: "Our husband is very busy. If you really need to talk to him about something, you might as well tell me first!"

"Oh!"

Li Muhua nodded, and then said: "I heard Xu Damao discussing with someone on the street corner, saying that he was going to report to the steel mill--"

"You are not suitable to hear what happens next. I have to talk to Lou Xiao'e's father!"

Seeing that Li Muhua spoke very convincingly, He Ma didn't dare to ask for details. She was also aware of the situation of the Lou family. Lou's father often shook his head and sighed at home. She was afraid that Li Muhua really came to deliver some important news, so she quickly opened the iron gate.

"I'll take you into the house first, but it's up to the gentleman to decide whether to see you or not!"

"Ok!"

Li Muhua nodded and followed Mother He into the small building. After entering the house, she took a quick look and it was as if Li Muhua had stepped from the 60s into the mansion of the 21st century.

Compared with the decoration inside the house, the appearance of the small white building is too low-key.

All you can see is mahogany. Li Muhua can understand that the furniture and floor are made of wood, but even the decorative Roman columns and reliefs are carved from wood. Only the dome seven or eight meters above the ground is off-white, with a ruyi pattern outlined in gold lacquer to set off the crystal chandelier that could kill people.

The three or four meter wide staircase on the right spirals upward and leads directly to the third and fourth floors.

After a moment of distraction, Li Muhua came back to his senses by biting the tip of his tongue. Although he had never lived in such a mansion, he had seen it on Douyin. He couldn't be so useless as to drool and embarrass the time traveler.

"What's your name? I'll go tell Mr. Lou that you want to see him!" Seeing that Li Muhua was only shocked for a moment by the decoration in the house, He Ma looked at her more and asked.

"Li Muhua!"

"Li Muhua?"

Mother He whispered, and somehow felt that the name sounded familiar, but then nodded and said, "Okay, you wait here for a while, I'll go tell the gentleman that you're here!"

"Ok!"

Li Muhua saw He Ma walking up the stairs and then wandering around the living room leisurely.

"What a rich dog, what a rich dog! Xu Damao's ancestral tomb is emitting green smoke. He should burn incense in it. He has such an old Taishan in his life..."

Li Muhua was still mumbling when he saw a man in his fifties in a suit walking down the stairs. He was thin, with slightly graying hair that was combed neatly, and looked like a successful businessman.

"Sir, he is Li Muhua who is here to see you!" said Mother He.

Li Muhua turned around when she heard the noise, smiled and praised, "Mr. Lou, I am so lucky to come to your house. Today I have finally opened my eyes!"

Father Lou glanced at Li Muhua, confirmed his appearance, and then walked closer with a smile, saying, "They are just rubble and rotten wood, how can they catch your eye, little friend Muhua!"

"You treat money like dirt. You grew up in a slum, but you donated over 80,000 yuan of royalties. I'm over 50 years old, but I still think I'm not as good as you!"

When Li Muhua heard Father Lou calling him "little friend" and boasting that he did not love money, and seeing that he knew about his own deeds, he was not surprised!

Father Lou has been able to build such a big business, he must have a very high political sensitivity. Judging from the newspapers these days, he is probably like an ant on hot pot, trying to think of ways to save himself!

Li Muhua chuckled and shook her head.

"Is there anyone in this world who doesn't love money? It's just that some money doesn't belong to you, it's hot to the touch, and it's easy to get into trouble if you carry it with you!"

"Money that doesn't belong to you?"

Lou's father was puzzled and asked again: "This money is your manuscript fee. You were also praised by teachers in the newspaper and called on all young people to learn from you. Why can't you accept this money?"

Li Muhua glanced at He Ma and asked, "Mr. Lou, is there a quiet place here? I came here today because I have news to tell you."

Father Lou also glanced at Mother He and said, "Mother He is not an outsider. In our Lou family, she is the eldest sister!"

Li Muhua smiled and nodded, without commenting: "That's not what I meant. I mean, we can't just stand here and chat, right?"

"Okay, then let's go to the study and talk. It just so happens that I have read your "Drawing Sword" and I have some questions to ask you!" After saying this, Father Lou looked at Mother He.

"Sister He, go make two cups of tea and come to the study!"

"I'll just use plain water!" Li Muhua interrupted.

"Yes!" Mother He responded and left.

Li Muhua and Lou's father walked to the second floor.

"Mother He said you knew about my son-in-law Xu Damao. I wonder what you are talking about—"