When it comes to sleeping posture, Li Xiaoxiao must be sorry for her former identity, which is really unsightly. After Zhang Qilu made sure she fell asleep. Walk out of the room and into the living room.
It was close to twelve o'clock, and an important live broadcast was shown on the TV, the ceremony of handing over the national flags of the two countries. Mu Zishan was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and Zhang Qilu walked over to him and sat down.
Muzishan glanced at Zhang Qilu with his charming peach blossom eyes, and said jokingly, "I picked this little girl up somewhere. It seems that you are quite interested in her."
"Picked up from Japan, people like us." Zhang Qilu briefly told Mu Zishan what happened before and after meeting Li Xiaoxiao.
Then he asked, "Are you leaving tomorrow?"
"A total of three waves of people came that night. Those who took my father away spoke Huhai dialect. I will go to Shanghai tomorrow."
"How about I go with you."
"No, I have something else to ask of you."
At zero o'clock, the Chinese national anthem sounded on time on TV and the national flag was raised.
"I followed the people who captured my brother. One of their leaders spoke Jiangnan Qinchuan dialect. I want you to help me go there to find my brother."
The two of them spoke extremely casually, and the words they entrusted to their families were spoken so casually, which shows that their relationship is indeed extraordinary.
"Okay." Zhang Qilu took out a wad of money and handed it over.
Muzishan took it without hesitation and said, "What about you?"
Zhang Qilu raised his lips slightly and said, "Don't worry, I'm not short of money."
Then Zhang Qilu handed another elementary school student exercise book to Muzishan and said, "I prepared this specially for you."
Muzishan took the exercise book for primary school students, looked at it and asked, "What is this."
"I prepared this specially for you. You can use it to circulate your energy and blood. I can't say anything else. If you run away from now on, no one will be able to catch you."
Mu Zishan solemnly put away the booklet, but he continued to joke, "What if someone chases me with a car?"
"As long as it's not in the wild, cars can't catch up. Don't worry, you won't die this time."
"Why do you know how to tell fortunes in addition to acupuncture?"
"I can't tell fortunes, but I can watch Qi."
Real friends sometimes do not need to be polite and grateful. Sometimes it is indeed a blessing in life to make a real friend.
The handover ceremony on TV is over. There were a few sporadic firecrackers faintly heard outside the window. It seemed that the Chinese people had indeed waited too long for this moment today.
Zhang Qilu stretched out and said to Mu Zishan, "There is still some time before dawn. Let me tell you about the meridian acupuncture points corresponding to the "Yan Gui Shu"."
""Yan Gui Shu"?"
"Yes, that's the name I just gave you. I hope you don't forget your way home."
Mu Zishan set off before dawn, with no false greetings, only a casual goodbye, and a simple "take care" in response, and the two went their separate ways.
Mu Zishan took nothing with him when he left, only taking the money Zhang Qilu gave him. He had memorized the contents of the exercise book.
Ever since he saw the TV, Li Xiaoxiao has been deeply attracted by this magical thing. She turned on the TV as soon as she got up and watched Journey to the West on TV. She was secretly wiping her tears. Zhang Qilu thought she might be homesick.
An hour after Muzishan left, they were also ready to set off. Looking at Li Xiaoxiao's current dress, Zhang Qilu felt a little embarrassed. He also wore a pair of black trousers under a floral plain skirt, and a pair of spotless white pants on his feet. Sneakers, a flashy digital watch on his hand, and a small schoolbag with a cartoon pattern on his back. This combination cannot be said to be weird. But when Zhang Qilu looked at her cute bun face, his frown suddenly relaxed, and everything became so harmonious, as if it didn't matter how a cute girl like her dressed up. .
Before going out, she was reluctant to turn off the TV. Watching the scene of Emperor Tang seeing off Master Tripitaka, tears wet his clothes again.
They took a black taxi downstairs and it only took half an hour to get from Xiaoshan to downtown Lin'an.
Zhang Qilu and Li Xiaoxiao are now sitting in a Xinfeng snack bar. The old store here is newly opened and the store is neat and clean. Most people think that Wuxi Xiao Long Bao or Shanghai Xiao Long Bao are the most famous. In fact, Lin'an Xiao Long Bao is also very unique. The skin is not as thin as the Shanghai Xiao Long, and the filling is not as sweet and fresh as the Wuxi Xiao Long, but the mouthful of delicious gravy is still addictive.
Zhang Qilu and Lin Xiaoxiao had already eaten half a catty of xiaolongbao, and Li Xiaoxiao drank the last bit of wonton soup. The small wontons have long since disappeared, and the wonton soup with egg skin, seaweed, and dried shrimps is extremely soothing. After finishing his meal, Li Xiaoxiao burped and put down his job. Zhang Qilu looked at her as if she still had something to say.
Zhang Qilu found that after getting acquainted with him in the past few days, Li Xiaoxiao was becoming more and more unscrupulous in letting himself go. Maybe the two previous lives were too depressing and heavy for her. It can be seen that now she just wants to be a real little girl, a little girl without any scruples.
Walking on the road in Lin'an, the green trees on both sides of the road give people a relaxing feeling. This city has a profound cultural heritage and a commercial atmosphere has begun to sprout. There are not too many pedestrians on the road, and people's lifestyle is also very leisurely. Two and a half-year-old children were pushing each other. Although it was a bit strange, it didn't attract much attention from the locals. Occasionally, they were looked at by passers-by, but they didn't care.
Suddenly Zhang Qilu whispered to Li Xiaoxiao who was pushing the wheelchair, "Xiaoxiao, it seems someone is following us."
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At the same time, Xiangjiang
This is an old building that can be seen everywhere in the bustling areas of Xiangjiang. The first floor is a shop, and the second to fifth floors are now owned by Qin Dao. Qin Dao had been preparing for this day for nearly two years, so a place to stay was naturally indispensable.
From the appearance, this building is no different from other buildings on this street, old and unremarkable in appearance. But the inside of the house has been completely transformed. Simple and bright decoration style, all floors are paved with the best wood-colored floors, futuristic lighting equipment, a complete monitoring system, and the latest electronic access control is installed on the entrance iron door.
Qin Dao knew that from now on, he would definitely become the target of public criticism. So I placed my home in the center of Xiangjiang, with security equipment that far exceeded this era. It is almost impossible for ordinary people to enter this building.
Half of the fourth floor is Qin Dao's study and his reception area. The simple decoration is mainly light colors, and the addition of a large number of recessed lighting gives the overall style of the house a sci-fi feel. Of course, the screen wall is still essential.
There are three people in the study now, one sitting and two standing. Sitting behind the desk is Qin Dao, and standing opposite him is Gong Gangsheng. Lu Huanxi stood upright behind Qin Dao, completely losing his gangster air. He has the aura of a professional bodyguard.
"Chief Gong Gangsheng, what are your plans in the future?" Qin Dao asked
