Oh, dear! Fish me again

Chapter 166: Fire Made of Roses

In the evening, the old neighborhoods are the noisiest.

People who were off work or school were cooking, quarreling, playing chess, etc. But today, none of that happened. Everyone gathered together to watch the fun.

Under the only intact street lamp in the middle of the compound, an old man with gray hair sat on the ground in a mess.

There were two snakeskin woven bags scattered around, with the zippers unzipped, revealing a quilt, old clothes and old shoes inside.

He was Zhang Li’s adoptive father in his previous life.

At this time, the old man roared helplessly.

"You two unfilial daughters! I have severed the father-daughter relationship with you a long time ago! How dare you occupy my house! There is no law!"

His two daughters, along with their husbands and several strong men who came with them, forcibly drove him out of his home.

The young woman pretended to be pitiful and wiped her tears.

"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about? We are a family, there is no need to sever ties! You are our biological father, what's yours is ours, how can you say you are occupying it!"

Another woman complained indignantly,

"You old rascal, you've done nothing but wicked things in your life! You've left my two sisters and me at our grandmother's house since we were young, and have you ever fulfilled your responsibilities for a single day? Now, finally, a boss has taken a fancy to your shabby house, and you can sell it and compensate us!"

"You wish!" the old man roared, "Where will I live if I sell the house?"

The son-in-law at the side became impatient and kicked the snakeskin bag.

"I don't care where you live! Old man, be smart and get out of here with all this junk!"

.....

The neighbors who came to watch the fun formed a circle inside and outside the scene, their expressions showing relief and gloating.

This old man has never been popular, and since it was someone else's family affair, no one stood up to help him, let alone call the police.

As the sky was getting completely dark, Ning Hao pushed through the crowd and walked over.

The son-in-law, who had just been so arrogant and unreasonable, immediately put on a flattering smile when he saw him.

"Boss, the house is now available for you. When do you think we should go to complete the formalities?"

Ning Hao curled his lips and threw a bank card to the man.

"There's no rush for the formalities. Give me the keys first."

And such a good thing!

The man quickly pulled his wife over and asked her to hand over the key and handed it to Ning Hao with both hands.

The man in black with a crew cut and a shaved head, his eyes full of ruffian and coldness, looks like someone who is not easy to mess with. He is also very rich, which makes him even harder to mess with.

People tend to bully the weak and fear the strong, and no one dares to have any bad intentions.

Soon, the attention of the onlookers was drawn to the Zhang family's farce.

Following the old man who was being driven out, they rushed to the entrance of the community.

Ning Hao put his hands in his pockets, staggered back to the corner, and patted Zhang Li on the shoulder.

"My buddy used to be in this area. Don't worry, he... won't have a good ending."

"You don't have to do this kind of dirty work yourself."

*

An old apartment building with a dark corridor.

On the third floor, turn left and go to the first house. Ning Hao took the key to open the door, and a complex smell immediately came out.

Then he turned around and went downstairs, not knowing what to do.

Tang Shu stepped forward, gently took Zhang Li's hand, and looked up at him with an encouraging smile.

Zhang Li stood at the door with a complicated expression. After hesitating for a minute, he finally stepped in.

At this time, Ning Hao came up with a white plastic pot.

"Hey, industrial alcohol, have some fun with it!"

Zhang Li turned around to look at the two people behind him, and a look of confusion finally appeared on his face.

Tang Shu smiled and said,

"Don't worry, brother. Ning Hao has already bought the upstairs. It's our own house, we can do whatever we want with it!"

Although they are old and small, and there is no school district housing in this life, it will still cost one or two million to buy these three houses.

Zhang Li finally understood why Ning Hao wanted to sell the car.

"Brother Hao,"

As smart as Zhang Li is, he probably guessed the purpose of the two.

He sighed and looked straight into the eyes of the crew-haired man.

Ask, "What does this mean?"

Ning Hao raised his eyebrows, smiled with relief, then took out a lighter and handed it to him.

"Letter of surrender, damn."

*

The darkness that adults experience throughout their lives all comes from painful experiences in childhood.

In his previous life, Zhang Li had grown up and was fully grown. He could kill Gu Yizhang and bring Gu Weixi to justice. But he could never go back to the past, and could never save himself, the self who had curled up in his room and hugged his knees in countless dark nights.

He also cannot change the fact that he himself was fifteen years old, changed his adoptive father's medicine, and indirectly killed someone.

That is the original sin of it all.

The fire at this moment finally burned away all the darkness and completely absolved Zhang Li's soul.

*

In the corridor, Ning Hao took out a pack of cigarettes.

Tang Shu took out a cigarette and lit it first.

The beautiful girl looked even more seductive under the moonlight. She leaned on the handrail of the upper stairs, holding a cigarette in her hand, and looked down at the two men.

Ning Hao took one out and put it in his mouth, then moved closer.

Zhang Li smiled helplessly and took a cigarette as well.

Two handsome guys with completely different tastes and temperaments raised their chins at the same time and leaned forward to ask the girl on the stairs for a light.

Three cigarettes were placed close together and slowly lit.

White smoke was swirling around and it was impossible to tell which cigarette it came from.

This may not only be about cigarettes, but also about other compromises.

...

The wandering singer played the guitar and sang at the top of his lungs in the burning night.

【Rose Thief—Liu Shuang】

Or you come and hug me...

Or shoot me...

Love or death will turn me into a flower...

Peeping at me like the wind...

Or push me into the vortex...

Save me, save me...

......

Or you come and kiss me...

Don't let the night swallow me...

Thousands of clouds passed over my body...

To love the twilight of old age...

Love the warm and shining river...

That was the fire from the roses I planted...

...

*

Zhang Li stood in the moonlight, watching the cigarette in his hand slowly go out.

There is a touch of scenery and bright moon on his face.

"Come on, go home."