"Da da."
"Who's coming?"
"Oh wow. It's Lao Du."
Lao Du is also a cook in the kitchen, but he is much younger than them.
He is good at cooking and cooking, and is respected by many people on the mountain. However, one problem is that he is a chain smoker.
But in the mountains, there were bandits, and everyone had to beg for food. There was nothing to smoke for you, so Lao Du often felt uncomfortable and had a bad temper.
If you have a temper, you can't take it out on others, you can only take it out on them, the old guys in the kitchen.
When Lao Bao and Lao Yang saw Lao Du walking towards this side with the vegetable basket, they fell silent.
Lao Du was carrying a vegetable pile, and he couldn't see his feet. Lao Bao stooped in front of him. He happened to trip over Lao Bao and almost smashed the only vegetable pile on the entire Housu Mountain.
"Ouch!"
Lao Du put the vegetable pile away and took a closer look. He realized that it was Lao Bao who had tripped him just now, and he immediately got angry.
"Old Bao! You tripped me on purpose, didn't you? I have no enmity with you, but you got on the pole to mess with me?"
Lao Bao was living under someone else's roof, and he didn't want to cause trouble, so he apologized hastily.
"Oh wow. It's my fault, I bowed to you..."
Before Lao Bao could bend down, Lao Du grabbed Lao Bao's collar without mercy.
Lao Du had a sinister look on his face, and now he was angry and even more ferocious. When Lao Bao took a look, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to look anymore and closed his eyes.
Lao Yang hurried up to persuade him to make peace, said a few words of flattery, asked Lao Bao to apologize, and said a few soft words, finally getting Lao Du to let go of his hand.
But Lao Du was unhappy and suddenly said, "Hey! Where is your son who went to a foreign school now?"
Lao Bao was trembling all over.
It turned out that Lao Bao, who was begging in a foreign country, just wanted to find some money quickly to help the Bao family pay off their debts and let Bao Guowei return to school. However, the world was difficult and he had no ability, so he almost starved to death in his hometown. .
Fortunately, he was taken in by the head of Hou Suan Mountain and became a cook.
But Lao Bao didn't give up, and he often thought about Bao Guowei in his heart.
As time went by, everyone knew that he had a son who went to a foreign school. But when others didn't believe it, Lao Bao argued with them.
"Bao Guowei's life is hard! His mother died when he was five years old. I'm not willing to eat or clothe him, but I still have to provide for him to study!"
"My family, Bao Guowei, studies hard and has top-notch grades. But I don't have the ability anymore, so I have to let him go to school even if I'm trying to sell everything!"
"My Bao Guowei will be the section chief in the future!"
Lao Bao often said these words and showed them a close-up photo of five-year-old Bao Guowei reading and writing at his desk.
Since he was living in a foreign country begging, he has been carefully placing this photo in his underwear pocket on his chest. Whenever he couldn't hold on any longer, he would take it out and look at it, and his body would gain a little more strength.
But after listening to Lao Bao's words and seeing his photos, others didn't believe Lao Bao and laughed at him for wishful thinking, hoping to fly up a branch and become a phoenix.
"Is your son really so capable that he has come to pick you up a long time ago? And he still makes you suffer here?"
"Haha, Lao Bao is not an honest person, he is just bragging!"
"I only know how to brag! I only know how to brag!"
Lao Bao couldn't argue with them, so he got angry and stopped talking to them.
From then on, in the lonely and boring days, the only spiritual support was Bao Guowei who was far away in Shuixiang Town.
He imagined that one day, the head of the family would show mercy and give him a reward, allowing him to return to his hometown and continue to support Bao Guowei in his studies.
Gradually, this fantasy became more and more intense. In Lao Bao's imagination, it seemed that right now, Bao Guowei had become Section Chief Bao!
Before long, Bao Guowei would go up the mountain to pick him up, and he would live in a grand mansion and eat the same food as the young master of the Qin family!
The lonely old Bao lived with this fantasy. Everyone said that he was crazy and was talking nonsense.
"Hey! Was that your son Bao Guowei the one with the long legs last time? Look at that man's appearance. He's quite tall, but his clothes are really shabby! Is he your son?"
"Oh wow. No, it's not my Bao Guowei." Lao Bao took two steps back and stopped looking at him.
When Lao Du saw that Lao Bao was afraid of him, he felt happy and went over there.
Seeing Lao Du's fierce look, the peacemaker Lao Yang did not dare to step forward again for fear of injuring himself.
"I heard that that kid was a dirty gangster who sneaked into our Housuan Mountain. He was discovered by the second boss and was thrown directly into the back mountain! I'm afraid he would have been eaten up by Xiong Zaizi by now. !”
Lao Bao was very afraid of him. He shook his head and muttered: "No, no, he is not my Guowei!"
"Let me see! He is your son. Otherwise, why would he have to come to Monkey Mountain to see you? You just don't dare to admit it!"
"I dare not admit that your son is not a section chief, but just a sneaky gangster!"
"No! No!" Lao Bao was so angry that he was shaking all over. He stretched out his hand to hit Lao Du, but with his small body, Lao Bao was no match for Lao Du.
With one hand, Lao Du tightly grasped Lao Bao's hand that was about to hit him, and with the other hand, he took away the photo from Lao Bao's jacket pocket.
When Lao Bao saw that the photo was taken away, his psychological defense collapsed instantly.
Immediately, he frantically grabbed the photo and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Guowei! Guowei! Give me back my Guowei!"
When Lao Du saw Lao Bao being so unreasonable, he became angry and tried hard with his hands to push Lao Bao down.
"Ouch!"
But before he could react, Lao Du was punched unexpectedly in the arm. His arm suddenly hurt, and he let go of Lao Bao in pain.
Then he suddenly felt another kick in his lower abdomen. Before he could cry out in pain, Lao Du couldn't help but fell backwards, tripped over the firewood on the ground, and fell crashing into the pile of firewood.
Lao Du struggled to stand up, but before he could react, the photo in his hand was snatched away.
In the flash of lightning, Lao Bao, Lao Du and Lao Yang in the room did not react.
Lao Bao quickly got up and tried to grab the photo in the man's hand without hesitation.
"Guowei! Give me back my Guowei!"
When the man saw Lao Bao looking so pitiful and crazy, his body that stood like a hill suddenly started to tremble.
He hugged the thin old bag tightly!
"Dad! I am Guowei! I am Bao Guowei!"
Boom!
Lao Bao was startled, and suddenly a thunderbolt hit his body. His heart was beating hard as if it was tied by a rope.
He raised his head and held Bao Guowei's face with his two dry palms. He looked carefully at the face that had been carved into maturity by time, the face that he thought about day and night...
He wanted to say something, but his mouth was squirming, as if someone had weighed him down, and he couldn't speak. In the end, it turned into a low sob.
"Dad! Guowei is late. Guowei is here to take you home."
