Return To 1998

one night.

Cao Fujun's family.

Mom, who do you think is more powerful than my father?

Cao Fujun's twelve-year-old son asked Xing Yufei with a smile. When he asked, the boy was holding a freshly folded rose in his hand.

Stacked with red paper, at first glance, it looks like a real flower.

Sitting on the sofa, Xing Yufei, who was fascinatedly watching the TV, heard the words, was slightly startled, recovered, looked at the red rose in her son's hand, smiled reluctantly, and nodded slightly, You are more powerful! Of course it is you. Even better!

The twelve-year-old son smiled and was very happy.

Then he raised his hand and glanced at the time on the watch, frowning, Mom, it's almost ten o'clock, why hasn't Dad come back? He won't come back tonight, right?

Xing Yufei: ...

She was a little speechless for a while, and then she said, Your dad is busy with business, don't worry about it so much, if you are sleepy, wash up and go to bed early! Mom will watch TV for a while.

Oh, okay! Then this flower is for mom!

The son handed the rose in his hand to her with a smile, and then went to wash up humming a little song.

Xing Yufei stared blankly at the red rose in her hand with complicated eyes.

Origami is a handicraft that Cao Fujun learned from somewhere when he was young. He can fold not only roses, but also grasshoppers, dragons, and so on.

She remembered that when he was chasing him, he would give her a novelty every three or five years.

It really brought her a lot of surprises.

Because among the people she knew, Cao Fujun was the only one who knew this skill. An ordinary piece of paper could always be played with flowers by him, er, sometimes with various small animals.

Fantastic.

She still remembered that he told her once that there were more beautiful ones in his house, and he warmly invited her to play at his house. It was quite late that night, and she couldn't bear his warm invitation. Curious, I followed him to his house.

result……

That night, she didn't see a few novel things, but she let him see and eat them all.

It was that time,

She really came together with him.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed.

The son was so old, but she found that the original feelings seemed to be gone.

Now, only his son will fold red roses with paper for her again, Cao Fujun... That bastard hasn't come back to sleep for several nights.

Where is Cao Fujun at this time?

...

In the north of the city and Duchun Road, there is a Huoshan hot pot restaurant.

It is the head office of Huoshan Hotpot Restaurant.

The boss Xie Lieyan and Cao Fujun have been friends for many years. They used to be classmates, and then they were good friends. At this moment, they are in a box on the second floor of the main store of Huoshan Hotpot Restaurant.

Cao Fujun and Xie Lieyan are drinking together.

Together, there are several people, male and female.

One of them, a big bear woman with a face like powder, a face of melon seeds and peach blossom eyes, sat beside Cao Fujun with a smile on her face, and took the initiative to pour Cao Fujun wine and vegetables from time to time.

This woman is very fashionably dressed, with a denim skirt and a pink T-shirt on the chest, with a lot of sequins of Bling Bling, big waves, and her makeup is not too thick, she looks unique.

At this time, several men who were red-faced from drinking and drinking were making fun of Cao Fujun.

Fujun, I heard that your younger brother was sent in to eat at the public house? I said, how did you get along? You can't even save your own younger brother? The more you get involved, the more you go back!

Another person echoed: That's right! Fujun, it stands to reason that you are doing a lot better now than before. You want money and money, and you want people and people. Why does the rich army still go to the iron job?

Another person laughed and coaxed: I heard that Fu Bing found a beautiful woman some time ago. Fu Jun, you are not interested in that woman, so you deliberately watched your brother go in to eat? Haha...

Xie Lieyan listened with a smile on his face, and his funny eyes watched Cao Fujun's expression with interest.

In other words, a few years ago, he and Cao Fujun originally opened a hot pot restaurant in partnership.

It is the hot pot city of Datong Food Street.

At the beginning, he and Cao Fujun were both bosses.

One half of the shares.

Later, when he saw that so many people from Cao Fujun's family went to eat and drink for free, the more they went overboard, his heart couldn't stand it, so he took the initiative to withdraw his shares and transfer all his shares to Cao Fujun.

He Xie Lieyan took the money after the withdrawal of shares, started a new stove, and built a new flame mountain hot pot restaurant.

Now, several years have passed.

Cao Fujun's name is still the only hot pot city with hot girls.

And Xie Lieyan's Huoshan Hotpot Restaurant has opened several branches.

The success in his career made him look at Cao Fujun again, and his mentality has changed a lot.

The friendship of the year is still there.

However, psychologically, Xie Lieyan has been able to stand down and look down on Cao Fujun.

Being teased by several old brothers one after another, Cao Fujun's expression was a little depressed, his unhappy eyes swept over those people, rolled his eyes, put the wine glass in his hand on the table, and curled his lips: You guys, you can leave some space on your mouth. Virtue? I'm in a bad mood recently. I'm looking for you for a drink. It's okay if you don't comfort me. Are you still hurting me? Are you still a brother? No, I'm leaving!

Saying that, he pressed the armrest of the seat, got up and was about to leave.

held by two hands.

One hand belonged to the woman next to him.

One hand belonged to a big-headed man next to him.

Two hands held him each, the woman smiled and persuaded: Fu Jun, Fu Jun, it's not impossible! What a big deal? How many years old brothers, if you don't like them, it's easy! Pick up the wine glass, pour all these bastards down, and make them owe their mouths!

The big-headed man who held his hand echoed with a smile: That's right! It's still Xiao Lanzi who can talk, Fujun! We have been old brothers for many years, and you usually don't hurt us, right brothers?

right!

exactly!

Fujun, your stinky mouth is usually more stinky than anyone else, right?

The one with the handle is on the wine table, pour us down, that's called a brother!

...

Xie Lieyan looked at it with a smile. At this time, he picked up the wine glass and respected Cao Fujun from a distance, Fujun, come! Let's drink one first! I respect you! Do you want to save face?

Cao Fujun's gloomy eyes swept across the smiling faces of these people, and he was pulled back by two people, one left and one right, to sit down, sighed, and reached for the wine glass.

Okay! Drink, right? I will accompany you to the end tonight! I will definitely have a showdown with you guys!

it is good!

That's called brother!

Afraid of you? Come! Come!

Hey, Fujun, you're wrong, no matter how much you drink with us, we're all males, unless you and Xiaolanzi fight for drinks, then you can really compete!

...

Xiaolan Zibai glanced at the man and scolded with a smile: What's the matter with me? Let's drink if you're not convinced! Let's have a showdown!

During the next wine fight, this little Lanzi picked up the wine glass from time to time and frequently helped Cao Fujun keep the wine away.