The speed back to the city was much faster, mainly because there were fewer vehicles on the road during this period.
This ordinary black car was driving on the road at such a high speed without anyone blocking it.
It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that Changli returned to the old man's residence.
At this time, a large family was waiting in the living room.
When they saw him walking in alone, most of them breathed a sigh of relief, except for the couple standing next to the old man.
The husband was wearing a black suit and gold-rimmed glasses, looking calm and steady.
The wife was wearing a gentle suit and short skirt, but there was unconcealable worry between her carefully painted eyebrows.
When the couple saw Chang Li coming in alone, their hearts suddenly lifted.
Zhao Si is their biological son, there is only one biological son.
They couldn't help but want to step forward, but when they heard the thump of the old man's crutches on the ground, they immediately did not dare to step forward.
The old man sat on the chair with a straight face.
He was a little depressed because he stayed up late, but he still had the sharpness from the Anti-Japanese War era all over his body.
His eyes were fixed on Chang Li, watching him slowly change out of his coat, pick up a cup of hot tea, and then ask, "Xiaojiu, how are things going?"
The sound was like rusty metal, still carrying a sonorous aura.
Chang Li was holding tea but not drinking it.
He casually placed the information on the car in front of the old man, "It's okay.
I threw Zhao Si into the military zone.
He won't be able to get out for three to five years."
"Three to five years" Zhao Si's mother screamed.
Zhao Si is her old son, and he is also the son she has longed for.
He usually holds it in the palm of his hand and asks for the stars but not the moon.
Now it was just a small incident, so why did he end up in the military area?
It was full of rough old men who had to eat or sleep, and were in danger from time to time.
How could her son go to a place like that?
She immediately became dissatisfied, "Lao Jiu, the city is still small, you just need to teach him well.
How could you send him to the military zone?"
Her man didn't stop her, but looked at Changli together.
Chang Li rubbed the jade beads in his hand and said coldly, "If there is any trouble, you can deal with it for him."
Zhao Si's father suddenly retracted his hand.
The most important thing for a person like him is reputation.
Once he is involved in this kind of thing, it is not easy to pick off.
Otherwise, he would not know that Lao Jiu will be ruthless.
I still begged him to go, but Lao Jiu was too cruel.
He frowned and said, "Old Jiu, why don't you put the city abroad and bring him back after the limelight is out of the way?
You just put him in the military area now.
What if he can't stand it?"
At this time, his wife quickly screamed, "Chengzi is still injured, how could he be thrown into that place?
Uncle Jiu, I'm not talking about you, Chengzi is your nephew after all, why are you so cruel?"
The others just watched the couple singing together without speaking.
The scalding tea slowly cooled down in Changli's hands, but his hands were still not warm.
He put down the tea cup casually, and a gentle knocking sound came, but successfully silenced the couple.
He said casually, "If you think I didn't do well, just go and clean it up yourself.
Who do you think I am, Zhao Si?"
I don’t have that much time to spend on that kid.”
The light words successfully choked the couple.
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At this time, a young woman wearing an jade bracelet on her wrist said, "Xiaojiu, don't be so violent.
The three of them are only concerned and will become chaotic.
You just Be patient and bear with me.
Besides, a place like the military zone is really not suitable for a small town.
You'd better bring him back as soon as possible.
He's injured all over."
Changli paid little attention to her and said directly, "If you care about your nephew so much, just take care of it yourself.
Don't take me with you.
If it weren't for today's incident that would implicate me, I don't care whether Zhao Si is dead or alive."
Such straightforward words immediately made everyone in the hall frown.
The old man who had been sitting in a chair watching the development of the situation was the first to yell, "Xiao Jiu" Chang Li looked at the old man quietly and said seriously, "If you don't want to lose your security later in life, you'd better clean up these wasteful things as soon as possible to avoid falling on them one day."
The old man's loose skin trembled, but his eyes were still as bright as the eyes of a tiger, "He is your nephew after all."
Chang Li nodded, "He's my nephew, but he's just a nephew who always brings me trouble.
Do you think today's matter is not because I'm in a hurry?
What nonsense can this kid say?
It will spread all over the world by then."
Are you going to make everyone laugh at you or do you plan to be a class enemy for once and wait for others to knock you down?
I don’t want you to suffer such a crime at your old age."
When the others saw Chang Li choking the old man like this, their hearts pounded, but their calculations on the other side were also spinning very fast.
The old man looked at Changli deeply, and then said in a long voice, "Alas."
This sigh seemed to drain away all the energy of the old man.
His waist suddenly became rickety, and then he slowly stood up and walked back.
Before leaving, he took another deep look at Changli and said, "Xiaojiu, you are relatives after all."
Chang Li was noncommittal, and his relatives were full of scheming people.
It was estimated that as long as he was in a slight disadvantage, these people would be the first to come forward to suck blood.
The ancient patriarchal system allows people with similar ancestry to gather together to resist external disasters, and also allows this group of people to compete with each other internally.
This kinship system, like raising worms, ensures that the strongest person can be selected in each generation. people, thus continuing the bloodline of the clan.
The Zhao family is like a bloody box that breeds a lot of blood-drinking worms.
Changli looked around at this group of so-called relatives.
Are they waiting here to care about Zhao Si?
No, they are not here to confirm that Zhao Si's matter has not affected them.
He sneered softly, with naked ridicule in his eyes.
How much better could these people be than Zhao Si?
It's just that Zhao Si was stupid enough to put things in plain sight, while these people were smart.
Keep things under the table.
Changli picked up his coat and walked outside, ignoring the complicated looks in the eyes of this group of people.
Anyway, he is already an adult and doesn't need a guardian to make decisions for him.
How he lives in the future is his own business.
If these people don't try to implicate him, he will not pay attention to them.
A huge family is like a big tree with deep roots and lush leaves.
In addition to the vibrant leaves on the surface, there are also hollow trunks in invisible places.
The same is true for the Zhao family.
But he has a worse problem, that is, the roots supporting this big tree would rather maintain this false prosperity than cut off the strength of a strong man
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