There is a saying that says that the words that everyone expresses to themselves are actually sometimes not the meaning conveyed literally.

The third uncle said that his house is nearby, but in fact this is nearby...

So far away.

"Anyway, is my car okay?"

Hei Zaida's eyes and brows were full of smiles. He looked back slightly and did not see Gao Jin's entire face, but only caught a glimpse of his forehead hair that was fluttering in the wind from time to time.

Gao Jin is a good-looking guy, with smooth facial contours, not much white space on his face, and good skin. Looking at it from Hei Zaida's perspective, he seems to be carrying a movie star.

No, it’s even more of a star than a star.

Let's put it this way, it's like receiving an old friend who has returned home in fine clothes.

Zhou Xiaoxing noticed this little reaction from his third uncle and didn't pay much attention to it, just...

A bit disgusting.

First, the third uncle excitedly said that he had a car and ran to get it...

It’s hard to estimate...

Bicycle...

Uh...

A bicycle, to put it less strictly, can be considered a car...

That is, the third uncle, if it were the second one, Zhou Xiaoxing would have turned around and left long ago.

He didn't do this, but he made a good suggestion, but it was rejected as soon as he opened his mouth.

According to the actual words of the third uncle, "Taking a taxi is very expensive. At this point, it gets more expensive."

Ah this...

The 40 million yuan around him are just decorations?

After several attempts to persuade her failed, Zhou Xiaoxing gave in with a pout.

It’s just a bicycle, and the distance isn’t far anyway according to Uncle San.

If "a bicycle is a car" didn't warn Zhou Xiaoxing, then "the house is nearby" really scared him.

The third uncle had been riding for an unknown amount of time, but he seemed to be particularly satisfied with his bicycle, so he asked him a question that he didn't know how to answer.

What does his car look like?

No idea?

Ordinary off-brand bicycles are black in color, rough in material, made of iron, and slow.

There is nothing remarkable about it.

I think so, but I can’t really say it.

"Heizida, your car is naturally the best, but what I'm more concerned about now is when will I arrive at your house?"

There are still big differences between Hong Kong in the 1956s and Hong Kong in the late 1980s and early 1990s, especially in terms of roads.

At first he could still identify the direction, but after the third uncle made three turns and two turns, he was completely lost.

But he didn't panic at all. It was his third uncle who carried him.

However, more than ten minutes have passed, and the "nearby" mentioned by the third uncle has not yet arrived...

He was a little anxious.

Don’t worry about some life-threatening gangsters suddenly popping up on the road: “I came this way, I planted this tree, I want to live from now on and leave the money to buy the road”...

But...

Uncle San's memory has never been very good, and coupled with his irritable personality,...

I was afraid that he would take the wrong path and go around until daylight before he could even reach the house.

Hei Zaida pedaled faster. He understood what Gao Jin meant.

"High school student, don't worry. I've been walking this road for more than ten years, and I haven't made a mistake every day, except for the occasional robbery..."

At this point, there must be no gangsters out to rob, so Hei Zaida will not continue to expand.

On the one hand, it was the first time for him to bring someone back home. He didn’t say anything good except that it was unlucky and not good.

On the other hand, what kind of person is Gao Jin? Look at his firm eyes and strong body. When gangsters come, he can only walk away obediently.

This sense of security...

Without waiting for the person in the back seat to reply, he continued.

"Calculate the time, we'll be there in two or three minutes..."

He was interrupted before he finished speaking, very fast.

Zhou Xiaoxing didn't want to talk, but after learning from the past two times, he had to...

"Heizida, the two or three minutes you talked about mean the same as the clock, right?"

His feet immediately stopped and fell to the ground. Hei Zaida stabilized the bicycle, turned his head, and stared at Gao Jin in disbelief.

"High school student, you use foul language."

"The two or three minutes you talked about are the two or three minutes on the clock, right?"

"You still use foul language."

The answer is obvious.

Looking around, he said, at least there is still no less than ten minutes to go.

Hei Zai Da still looked at Gao Jin angrily, as if he was a doubtful young man waiting for comfort.

Zhou Xiaoxing can see it, only if he can see it.

Comforting people is not his strong suit.

Regreting and complaining about this is not something he can do.

What I fear most is the sudden silence in the air.

Just over a minute passed, and Hei Zai found it difficult to reach the top. He groaned and turned around to ride hard.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped.

Zhou Xiaoxing was really sleepy. He leaned his head on his third uncle's back and squinted for a while. Suddenly, as soon as the car stopped, he woke up.

It’s finally here.

Next time, whatever words come out of Third Uncle’s mouth, he will...

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw a familiar place.

This house is still where he and his third uncle lived twenty years later.

"I've been to this place before."

"Oh, high school student, I haven't seen you since. In the past few months, a lot of people have come over and said that we want to develop this place. We all don't agree. It's not good for us...

High school students, do you know how to get up from here..."

Hei Zai Da concentrated on parking his car and did not notice that Gao Jin had reached the middle of the stairs.

"Three, Heizida, remember to bring those boxes with you."

He understood that he had lived here for more than ten years, and everything here was like a part of his body, and he knew where to go by just lifting his feet.

He didn't explain much about these.

Hei Zaida didn't pay too much attention. There was just a staircase. Gao Jin walked up. It was not surprising.

In less than three minutes, he dragged three boxes and a big black bag to the second floor.

Zhou Xiaoxing stood at the door, leaning against the wall. When he saw his third uncle coming up panting, he didn't move his feet even half a step, and squeezed his mouth toward the door.

He doesn't have the habit of carrying a key, and he can't get in even if he gives it first.

Even if he has the key, he cannot guarantee that the door can be opened.

The key twenty years from now opens the door twenty years ago...

Open...mostly it can be opened, but the probability is extremely low.

Besides, as soon as he came up and saw the layout of the second floor, he knew that the third uncle couldn't afford the rent for a whole room at this time, so it was probably possible or estimated that he would probably rent it with others seven or eight times.

If he remembers correctly, two of the tenants are the most famous in Hong Kong film history.

One is "Qi Meng's temporary replacement" A Ping, who played Qi Meng when he lost his special powers before he became a gambling sage.

To be precise, it's the mole on her armpit.

The other is a fish seller, who likes A Ping. When he has no choice but to deal with his third uncle's abuse of the boss's special powers to get money, he scolds the boss to wake him up by himself.

This is a superficial reason. In fact, he is outright jealous. No, it is a declaration of sovereignty.

Ah Ping was obviously his first crush, so she always hangs around Hei Zai Da's nephew.

In other words, we still have to wait for Third Uncle to open this door.

Hei Zaida really couldn't walk anymore, so he waved to Gao Jin repeatedly, and without waiting for the latter's reaction, he sat down on the ground to rest, breathing heavily.

That’s outrageous.

In the movie, it’s not just about being rich that makes you energetic. Some people are laughing from ear to ear when counting money in the middle of the night. I understand this...

Got it!

Money is for counting, not moving...
Chapter completed!