chaotic world

During this trip to Tianjin, Zhou Lan was aggrieved, and finally made some achievements.

Make some small moves to untie yourself.

They drank very happily, played cards after dinner, Hou Daiying called Lu Baichen again, and the four of them rubbed mahjong together in an air-conditioned room, during which time the servant served iced watermelon and soda twice The sweltering night was much better.

Zhou Lan has always played cards with great luck, and it is a joy to win, but Lu Baichen's luck is mediocre, twisting to the left for a while, twisting to the right for a while, he is not honest.

Hou Daiying has a detached temper, and likes to say strange things in a serious manner: "Brother, do you think it is better to use old or new Huanghuali furniture."

"Have you lived back at your age?" Hou Daichen glanced at him and struck out a [-] coin, "Good things can be used for hundreds of years, and how much new gadgets are worth, don't you understand?"

"Oh, I do understand," Hou Daiying sighed exaggeratedly, "but I don't think Mr. Lu understands it very well."

Lu Baichen stroked his cards and raised his eyes: "Why do I not understand, what do I understand about money?"

Hehehe, Hou Daiying is not funny.

Zhou Lan leaned back on the seat, he had a premonition that this guy was going to make fun of Lu Baichen.

Sure enough, Hou Daiying said: "The table and stool in my house are really good? I thought there were thorns, I don't think you can sit still."

Lu Baichen didn't know what to think of, his face flushed, and he threw out a [-] card: "You are very strict, and you have to listen to your weird words when you come to your house to play cards."

Hou Daiying chased after him and teased: "There is no thorn on the stool, that means you have a thorn on your buttocks. I'll pull it out for you. Brother, is it enough for you?"

"Get lost." Lu Baichen gritted his teeth, and shot Hou Daiying a gouged look, and then turned his gaze around several times before turning it over.

Zhou Lan coded the card, smiling without saying a word.

The Hou Daichen glanced at Lu Baichen, who was opposite him. He and Lu Baichen were not very familiar, but he met many people on the scene, and he could judge by people. Lu Baichen had a good family background and a lot of money, so he felt very good about himself. , his style is unrestrained, he doesn't know how to restrain himself, and looks very flamboyant.

"Two points." Hou Daichen threw out one.

Seeing that Hou Daiying was sitting next to him silently, Lu Baichen stretched out his hand: "I'll eat."

"Alas," Hou Daiying waited for this moment to speak, and pressed Lu Baichen's hand, "It's not your turn, I'm still here."

"Then you should eat." Lu Baichen withdrew his hand resentfully, and glanced at the eldest brother of the Hou family. The other man was sitting opposite him. He was not yet 40 years old, and his temples were not messed up. He was looking at his younger brother with a smile. Lu Baichen muttered again: "You have a lot to do."

Zhou Lan could see that the relationship between Hou Daiying and Lu Baichen was unusual.

Sure enough, Hou Daiying went too far. He rubbed the face of the cards in his hand, stretched out his hand in front of Lu Baichen with a smile, and put it down gently. Do you want to eat or not?"

What he said was full of ambiguity, Lu Baichen blushed, turned around and stood up, he said: "Damn monkey, you came here to make fun of me, so I won't play with you anymore."

Hou Daiying slapped his legs with a smile, and leaned back on the mahjong table. He really looked like a naughty monkey. He raised his chin and continued to talk nonsense: "It's not like I haven't eaten before."

This really made Lu Baichen anxious, he said goodbye to the others with a cold face, but he ignored Hou Daiying, pushed aside the stool and went out.

"Hey, I'm really angry," Hou Daiying jumped up from his seat as if he didn't have much heart, chased after him, and pulled the other party at the door. Are you playing?"

"Get out..." Lu Baichen felt ashamed, pulled out his arms, and angrily walked through the corridor towards the door.

I only heard Hou Daiying chasing after him like a dog's leg, calling like a sheep, "Baby..."

Zhou Lan and Hou Daichen looked at each other, knowing it well.

Hou Daichen was obviously used to his younger brother's behavior, and said with a smile: "I can't control it, they have been hanging out for a day or two, I said let Xiaoying make a good family before going out to play, no one cares about him, don't listen to me Yes, what a fool."

Lighting a cigarette for the other party, Zhou Lan puffed up the fire himself, exhaled a puff of smoke, and then said disapprovingly: "How many years can you play happily? Let him go," then he joked: "Fortunately, Mr. Lu also If you can't give birth to a boy and a half girl, and you can't kill someone, you, the chief of police, don't have to worry too much."

Hou Daichen laughed and coughed, Zhou Lan turned around and shouted to the old lady, "Mother Wu, pour tea and get a hot towel."

"I hope he can bring out some villains. My three daughters and my wife are not in good health. I'm afraid it will be difficult to have children. If Zhuo Hua has a boy, my old man won't look down on him so much!" Hou The minister didn't regard him as an outsider, and talked about family affairs, "Brother Zhou, you don't delay, you are young, and your son is quite a few years old."

"If Brother Hou wants a son, I'm afraid the person who wants to give birth to you will line up!" Zhou Lan smiled, "Mrs. Hou is very lucky to find such a loving person as Brother Hou."

"I don't dare to take it," Hou Daichen smiled, "I fight and kill all day long, either arresting this or that. Do you still value love?"

"No conflict," Zhou Lan looked at him. "In this world, if you don't fight or kill, you will be beaten and killed. What about the whole family, we can suffer and suffer, and the old and young will suffer together? I dare not think about it."

Hou Daichen nodded, deeply convinced that everyone has come all the way from an ignorant boy, and he has a hard heart after thousands of trials and hardships.

When the two met at the beginning, they were not easy to provoke, but they hit it off very well in a few words, they appreciated each other's abilities, and they also felt sympathy for each other's helplessness in troubled times.

It is great to help the world, but it is also a blessing to be able to take good care of one's own eight-tenths of an acre of land and let the guys who eat with you eat well and wear well.

When the two were talking, Hou Daiying coaxed the angry Mr. Lu back to the poker table.Mr. Lu twisted around and didn't look at Hou Daiying, as if the other party only matched the back of his head, so Hou Daiying could only talk sweetly.

"I'm really angry," Hou Daiying smiled apologetically, and pushed him back on the chair. "There are no outsiders today, and you're not outside. Why are you shy?"

"You still say it!" Lu Baichen sat down as if unwilling, twisted his body a few times, and rolled his eyes out of thin air, "I'm just annoying you."

"I'll just be ashamed of you," Hou Daiying said, and the hand on Lu Baichen's shoulder slid to the back of Lu Baichen's neck, rubbing it as if he couldn't touch it enough.

Hou Daichen moved his fist to his mouth, cleared his throat, and said softly: "Zhuo Hua, play cards well."

Knowing that her eldest brother is a well-behaved person, ten years younger than a generation, Hou Daiying chuckled, went back to her seat, and stretched out her hand wearing a sapphire golden goblet: "Playing cards, playing cards!" Well."

With such laughs, fuss and coaxing, the atmosphere became more and more intimate. During the period, Hou Daiying talked about tuberculosis, and Zhou Lan was involved. He liked this, and he felt that Zhou Lan was also not Baiding in this regard. He had long suspected that Zhou Lan had a relationship with Du Yunfeng's relationship is not as simple as brothers.

But it was inconvenient to mention the past, so he asked insinuatingly, saying that if Zhou Lan returned to Tianjin, he could bring his sister-in-law out for a stroll.

Zhou Lan signed the card, originally wanted to say, I have no one.The words came to my lips and I swallowed them again, and finally said without raising my head, I will talk about it after I formally marry her.

Amidst the crackling sound of mahjong, Zhou Lan suddenly thought, wondering if there is anyone around Yunfeng.

In the hot and unbearable night, he shivered.

After the fierce battle until dawn, everyone yawned and stretched their waists to go to the restaurant for breakfast.

Hou Daichen had been busy with the affairs of the French Concession Ministry of Industry for several days in a row, and was exhausted from the night's fierce battle. There was no need to be courteous among acquaintances, and he went directly upstairs to rest.

Zhou Lan's body was just recovering, and he persisted until dawn. The lean meat porridge prepared by Hou's family for breakfast was very delicious, but he just ate a few mouthfuls, feeling very sleepy, and wanted to leave.

Hou Daiying was full of energy, and called the driver to take Zhou Lan home. Seeing that his elder brother had already gone upstairs, he pulled Lu Baichen and kissed him vigorously.

He was not taboo in broad daylight, but Zhou Lan knew not to look at evil, turned around and saw the driver of the Hou family running into the living room, and the driver said as soon as he came in, "Mr. Zhou's driver is here."

Zhou Lan was rolling up his shirt sleeves and half-yawned. He thought about it in a daze, and then said casually: "My driver usually only picks up the old lady and my son. It's rare to have such a wink. It's early in the morning."

But the driver of Hou's family said, "No, Mr. Zhou, your driver was here last night."

Zhou Lan's cuffed hand slowed down, and then he let out an oh, and asked, "That kid who's as black as a coal ball?"

The driver of Hou's family didn't know how to answer properly and politely, so he hesitated for a while, finally nodded, and said convincingly, "It's a bit dark."

Hou Daiying sent Zhou Lan out, belatedly remembering the black guy who always followed Zhou Lan, "Is that your security squad leader?" He asked.

Lu Baichen, who was "hijacked" by his arm around his neck, stopped struggling at this moment, "Hey, it's that person," he said, "I remember that the black is a black spot, but when you look closely, the facial features are quite handsome, and the figure is very handsome. That's okay, the waist is the waist and the legs are the legs!"

Lu Baichen exudes the aura of a rich man. He is rich and knows how to make money. He looks good, and he is up-to-date in everything. The only thing is that he is a little coquettish, and he can't move his legs when he sees a handsome man.

He didn't know this shortcoming, but Hou Daiying was very sensitive. With a strong arm, he hugged the other person's face: "You still take a closer look? When did you take a closer look?"

"Oh, it hurts." Lu Baichen continued to struggle again, "You are really domineering."

Seeing the two stalking each other, Zhou Lan squinted his eyes in the rising sun, roasting people like this all morning, which showed how unbearable the sweltering heat last night was.

He didn't care about the Huanxi couple, waved his hands without looking back, and said with a smile: "You two continue to fight, don't be too polite, I'll go on my own."

Leaving the two of them behind, he quickly walked out of the gate of Hou's house. Sure enough, the car that parked at Enguang Hospital yesterday was parked here at this moment. He heard footsteps and the concierge of the Hou's nursing home greeted "Mr. Zhou!" Okay." "Mr. Zhou, walk slowly."

He Si raised his head.

Zhou Lan stood on the stone steps, staring at him expressionlessly, his eyes swept over the cigarette butts, walked down slowly, and said, "I didn't ask you to wait for me."

"I want to wait for you." He Si smashed a cigarette butt on the tip of his leather shoe, lowered his head, raised his gaze, glanced at him, and then quickly lowered it, as if he was the one who did something wrong.

Zhou Lan really couldn't find his fault.

The car drove out to a street, Zhou Lan instructed him to turn a few turns, and came to a small street. In the morning, there was a morning market selling vegetables and gadgets, and the small street was very lively.

"When I was young, I would come here to eat with Yunfeng," Zhou Lan said to a bowl of fine noodles, "I look like a child from a rich family, but I don't deserve my name. Qian, Yunfeng was very sensible when he was a child, and he refused to tell his birthday, so he found a noodle stall and ate a bowl of noodles quietly."

He Si was sitting on the bench opposite. This noodle stall was for the lower-class workers. The simple tables and stools were very cramped. He already had long arms and legs, so it seemed a bit awkward to be there.He listened quietly, just wolfed down a large bowl, and took a few mouthfuls of the second bowl, when Zhou Lan suddenly spoke, suspending his hunger.

"You eat yours," Zhou Lan urged when he saw that he had stopped, "I've been hungry all night."

He Si hummed, and continued to eat, but his movements were much slower, and his attention was no longer on the surface.

"You are also a hundred spirits, how did you become a stuffy gourd here?" Zhou Lan picked up the noodles and had no appetite. He was very sleepy, but he knew that He Si must be very hungry, "You let someone tell me Say, I will play cards at night, come back after you sleep well, do you think it is worth it for you to suffer this unjust crime?"

The chopsticks slowed down, and He Si whispered, "It's worth it."

Zhou Lan made him angry, so she asked with a smile, "What's worth it? I want to hear it, what's it worth?"

Looking around, he looked at the second bowl that had already bottomed out. The chopsticks rested on the edge of the bowl. He Si straightened his back and chest: "I don't want to tell you, I don't want you to think too much, I'll wait, I won't wait, you don't need to wait." Take it easy, just enjoy it with peace of mind. I wait for you because I want to wait for you, whether you think I should wait or not."

Zhou Lan also put down the chopsticks in his hand. What he said was a tongue twister, but he understood, so he also said seriously: "I told you yesterday, you are dead."

"I've given up on it at first," He Si looked at him, the weather was hot, and Zhou Lan's face was slightly sweaty, "You will always miss the big brother in your heart, I know, I took out the pocket watch and handed it to you, you decided to enter the customs From that moment on, I knew that as long as my eldest brother is alive, I can only give up."

Zhou Lan's first reaction was to ask, "Then you give it back to me?"

"One day you will meet your elder brother." He Si did not answer his question, but said to himself, "I have asked myself many times, am I so stupid, why should I give it to you?"

Zhou Lan looked at him, he listened carefully to He Si's words in the bustling street, full of fireworks and hawking.

"You can die for him," He Si said seriously, "I can live for you."

Once in Zhou Lan's eyes, love was more important than life and death, but He Si did the opposite - your life and death were more important than my love for you.

Zhou Lan was silent, this kind of love is too heavy, he has a lot of money, but not enough to buy.

"I've given up on it," He Si continued, "but you said yesterday that neither Du Yunfeng nor I will like you."

"Well," Zhou Lan looked at He Si's upturned mouth, not knowing where the joy came from, he repeated: "I won't like it."

"Brother and I, you won't like me anymore," He Si finally finished this inexplicable smile, and he said, "In your heart, I finally stand on the same starting line as Brother!"

Zhou Lan was stunned.

"Don't you want to eat noodles?" He Si raised his chin and asked Zhou Lan.

"I can't eat it." Zhou Lan almost got angry with worry.

"Okay," without waiting for Zhou Lan's reaction, He Si took the untouched noodles, picked up the chopsticks and began to eat them.

What can I do, it's the third bowl, is he really stupid, what else can I do... Messy thoughts flooded Zhou Lan's mind.

However, he couldn't say anything, just watched the other party happily eat up the leftover noodles.