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"What?" Gu Jia couldn't help but glanced at Ding Hongyu, wondering how a veteran shadow puppet artist and a young master Duan with all kinds of poisons would get together, "How is this possible? Uncle Ding is so old, Even though his body is still strong, it can't break Duan Kelin's leg."

As soon as Ding Hongyu opened his mouth, it was easier to say what he said later, he was both ashamed and angry: "It's not that the same business company of the Duan family took a fancy to the lot on my father's street and said that it would demolish it all and build a Chinese and Western prosperity. Street, built a row of high-rise foreign-style houses to do business. The owners around my dad have all moved out one after another in the past two months. Now my dad is still stubborn and refuses to leave, saying that he will leave if he wants to. Alright, we have to carry his body away!"

Gu Jia didn't say a word, and his driving skills were very proficient. He turned on the headlights, but the range was not satisfactory. He illuminated one side of the dark alley, but it never reached the end.

"Originally, a contractor surnamed Wang came to discuss the price with my dad. Naturally, my dad didn't have room to sit down and negotiate. I have persuaded him several times. What do you mean he lives there alone? It’s not that they don’t give money. Besides, they said they were willing to give 200 yuan to buy a house at the beginning, but now that the people around them have moved away, they are only willing to give 50 yuan... I think he will not even give him ten yuan if he is so stubborn. Already!"

Gu Jia did not hear Ding Hongyu mention that Uncle Ding had such an incident. He did not understand that there would be so many involvements and stories behind the establishment of a prosperous district.

Then when the concession was divided before, did you give the local residents who left the money to sell their houses and land?Or did the local residents leave on their own, and no one dared to ask for money?

The numerous doubts made Gu Jia feel sadly at a loss.

"Why is Uncle Ding unwilling to leave? If you can persuade him, I should be able to get Duan Kelin to adjust the price back to the original two hundred." Gu Jia is very confident about this, and Duan Kelin will occasionally see him at Chen Chuanjia's dinner, In this life, he looks like a skinny smoker, with sunken cheeks, bags under the eyes, and always in poor spirits. Gu Jia dislikes this person very much, and advises Chen Chuanjia not to get too close to Duan Kelin.

Chen Chuanjia, him, and Bai Kexing are naturally in the same country. When Gu Jia said this, Chen Chuanjia immediately expressed his understanding and told Gu Jia that they did not have any relationship, but that they had business contacts at home. Doing business and making friends no the same.Gu Jia can feel relieved after hearing this sentence.

He thought, if he asked Chen Chuanjia to act as an intermediary to help introduce Duan Kelin, this matter should be able to be done, but... now Duan Kelin's leg was broken by Uncle Ding...

"How did Uncle Ding manage to beat up Duan Kelin?" While talking, Gu Jia drove to the entrance of Ding's alley with ease. There was a wonton stall at the entrance of the alley, and a windshield as thin as a feather was erected. Light a kerosene lamp to greet one or two sporadic guests.

Gu Jia and his college student friends often take care of the business of the boss of Wonton. The four of them sit at a table together, eating in the winter with full heating.

"Hey, gentlemen are here again?" The wonton boss waved, obviously thinking that Gu Jia and the others were coming for another meal.

Gu Jia closed the car door casually, and never thought about leaving someone to watch the car from being stolen. She shook her head at the boss and said, "Come back another day, I have something to do today."

The owner of the wonton stand touched his nose and said, "Then you have to remember it!"

"Come on." Third Young Master Gu nodded politely, left the small stall in a few steps, and walked into the quiet alley.

Ding Hongyu walked in the front and asked Gu Jia to walk slowly. There is no light here to illuminate it. If you fall, it will not be worth the loss.

While paying attention to her feet, Gu Jia was distracted to pay attention to Friday, and found that Friday was following behind her at a distance, and she didn't know if she was afraid. Don't look at this Friday, who is tall and powerful, but in fact he is just a You idiot should be taken care of as a child.

"No, do you want to lead her?" Gu Jia paused, turned her head and stretched out her hand to Friday, who was half a head taller than herself.

His palms were facing up, his fingers were slender, as if he was going to hold a handful of moonlight in the white moonlight, full of poetic beauty.

Friday paused and didn't go for a hug, but he quickened his pace and walked side by side with Gu Jia, blocking most of the cold wind.

Third Young Master Gu didn't notice this detail, he only knew that Friday was not willing to hold hands, but it didn't matter to him.Going further, passing the mottled wooden doors with closed doors, Gu Jia never noticed the tranquility here, but today he heard that the people on this street had evacuated, and suddenly realized that this place is really deserted.

After walking to the door of Ding Hongyu's house, he saw a rickety old lantern shimmering inside.

"Brother Gao, Brother Du! I'm back!" Ding Hongyu walked quickly to the side room, opened the gray-blue door curtain of the side room and saw two young people dressed in long gowns, one thin and one fat.

Those two people were sitting together on the kang, and they didn't know what to say to a candle. When they heard the cry, they stood up together again. The fat one had an exaggerated expression. Seeing Gu Jia was like seeing a relative, sighing. He said: "My third young master Gu, you are here. Du Mingjun and I persuaded Brother Ding for several hours before he was willing to invite you over. Otherwise, we don't know what will happen tomorrow."

Seeing Brother Gao alone, the thinner young man said all he wanted to say, so he sat down again, smiled slightly, and stared at the surrounded young master Gu San, but when Gu Jia looked at Du Mingjun, Du Mingjun blinked, and his eyes fell on Gu Jia's shoe, as if he was avoiding something without a trace.

Gao Yi was born with a pleasing round face, with Maitreya Buddha-like benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes, and he belonged to the popular category like Gu Jia; Du Mingjun was reticent, but he was the most talented among the four one.

The three poor students in their early twenties had no power, but because of the arrogance of literati, they refused to bow their heads and ask for help easily, so they insisted on waiting for a few hours before they were ready to use a "weapon of mass destruction" like Young Master Gu.

"Okay, don't worry too much. I'm still a little familiar with the head of the patrol room. Even if Duan Kelin calls someone to arrest him, he can slow him down a bit. I'll ask the heirloom to help me meet Duan Kelin in the daytime, Ding Brother, you go with me, let's discuss how to compensate him for his medical expenses, and see if there is room for maneuver." Gu Jia felt that if an old man hit Duan Kelin, even if he did, he wouldn't be seriously injured. , let’s sit down and have a good talk, it’s best to turn hostility into friendship...

"By the way, where's Uncle Ding?" Gu Jia asked.

Gao Yi wrinkled his round face, shook his head vigorously, and said: "Don't mention it, Uncle Ding doesn't think he was wrong at all, and even said that killing us is not an exaggeration, and now he doesn't care about us at all."

Gu Jia pondered for a second, raised her eyes and said, "Then I'll go and see Uncle, you wait here."

As he said, Third Young Master Gu was about to go out, and Friday behind him naturally followed, like a big tail that couldn't be shaken off.

When the person walked away, Gao Yi with a fat belly as if he was eight months pregnant quickly asked Ding Hongyu, who was still anxious, and said, "Brother Ding, who was that person just now?" Can't remember.

Ding Hongyu unbuttoned his collar and was in a daze for a while before he came back to understand who Brother Gao was talking about. He forced a smile: "But does it look familiar? I also mistook it before, thinking it was Lu Yushan."

"The one in Shanghai?!"

"Otherwise? Who else is so famous as Lu Yushan?" Ding Hongyu explained, "But that's not true. It's a fool that Brother Gu picked up at the door, and he can't speak."

Du Mingjun, who had been silent all this time, tidied up the old-colored gown on his bloated cotton padded coat, and his voice was surprisingly pleasant, as if ice springs were flowing in the air: "It's really not Lu Yushan. I remember hearing that the Lu family had prepared another A group of people went to the north, and they should have discovered something good again."

"Damn it! There are so many other people's burials, and I don't know where to send them!" The fat man was filled with righteous indignation, "It must be sold to foreigners for his filthy money! If I were his father, if I knew that my son If I do this kind of thing, I'll just strangle him to death, so as to save him from being a disaster in the future."

Du Mingjun was very calm: "Lu Yushan is not the only person in the Lu family, how can you strangle them all? Besides, now that the warlords are in chaos, who has no money to borrow from the fields? But some do it openly, and some do it secretly. Well, Lu Yushan is an open-minded person, he doesn't hide anything."

The fat man snorted coldly and said, "Not necessarily, if you are a human being, you must have secrets."

"Okay, okay! Is this the time to discuss Lu Yushan? A person like him is no match for us." Ding Hongyu waved his hand, telling the two friends not to argue, "The top priority should be to think of a way, how to raise A sum of money to pay Duan Kelin's medical expenses."

As soon as the words fell, Fatty and Du Mingjun both had sad faces. Their family backgrounds were not as good as Ding Hongyu's, but they still racked their brains to squeeze some money and find ways to raise medical expenses for their friends.

"However, this money can also be deducted from the money for selling the house." Du Mingjun said.

Ding Hongyu smiled wryly and said: "Don't mention the matter of selling the house anymore. My dad is not unaware. He still doesn’t want me to be a newspaper to serve the country. He thinks it’s still the Qing Dynasty, so he wants me to be like him doing shadow puppets that no one reads all day long. Many books, now is a time of turmoil, it is time for us to show our talents and make a career, he doesn't understand my ambition at all, he only knows to sleep with his dregs, and the old and young who are still gathering at the gate of Jingyuan to see the emperor Nothing fundamentally different."

On the other side, Third Young Master Gu had just found Uncle Ding who was drawing candle-like shadow puppets in the back room full of donkey skins, various sun-dried animal skins and various tools.

Mr. Ding hunched over, almost lying on the table with his gray hair tied behind his head in a mess, working carefully and earnestly, completely unaware that Gu Jia was behind him.

Gu Jia didn't want to disturb Uncle Ding for a while, so she looked around and accidentally saw that the three exquisite shadow puppets originally enshrined on the dark mahogany table were no longer standing up, but lay flat on the table. I don't know what happened, the three shadow puppets are all rotten...

Third Young Master Gu vaguely guessed something, and before he could get to know and talk to Uncle Ding, the falsely concealed door was kicked open!A crowd of patrols with guns on their backs came rushing in.

The head of the patrol had a mustache, his eyes were high above the top, and he looked at people with his huge nostrils. He glanced contemptuously at Gu Jia, Ding Hongyu and others who came out after hearing the movement, and then waved his hand: Let me arrest all these prisoners! No one is allowed to escape!"