My 1979

"Brother, are you okay?" Mr. Wu Bo didn't care about being surprised, and immediately looked at Wu Poxiong's body.

"Do you think it's okay for me to look like this?" Wu Poxiong pointed at his swollen eyes with a sad face, and opened her hand, "Oh, don't touch it, it hurts me so much."

"You deserve it!" Seeing that he had only superficial injuries, Mr. Wu Bo felt relieved. But when he thought of what his brother had done, his anger rose, "Who asked you to gamble?"

She felt distressed and resentful at the same time. It was so disappointing!

"I am also thinking about my family. I want to make more money to buy a big house. Who would have thought that I would be so unlucky." Wu Poxiong himself was even more angry. Not only did he lose the one million in his hand, but now he still owes him money. A pile of debt left me covered in bruises.

"Is it a matter of luck? Nine times out of ten you lose, don't you know? I told you a long time ago, don't gamble, don't gamble. I thought you had changed, but you..." Mr. Wu Bo was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"It's already like this, what else can I do?" Wu Poxiong was very frustrated. He just wanted to rub his eyes with his hand, and he grinned in pain.

"Did you also lose the money you paid to mortgage the chicken farm?" Wu Bojun suddenly woke up.

"I haven't had time to pay it back. I want to pay it back after I win the money." Wu Poxiong's head lowered.

"Hey, let's talk about it later." Mr. Wu Bo felt weak all over. If Yang Huai hadn't helped him, he almost collapsed on the ground. He said to Yang Huai, "Thank you, I'm fine."

"How about you guys wait outside first? I'll take care of it here." Looking at her haggard look, Yang Huai finally felt a little unbearable.

"I won't run away from my family's affairs." Wu Bojun shook his head, and then looked curiously at the group of people who came in. He didn't know what their relationship was with Yang Huai. Old Man An and others seemed to be afraid of them.

"Mr. Yang, what do you mean and how to deal with it? Tell me." Master Wu didn't even look at Old Man An. He used to be a driver and didn't have a broad vision. He thought people in the community were great. But after becoming a successful person in the past two years, he Only then did I realize that those who live in mixed society are all uneducated old hooligans who cannot be looked at seriously.

"Have you brought any money?" Yang Huai asked.

"Bring it, bring it." Master Wu waved to the people behind him. Immediately, two people came in carrying the box. At his signal, they opened the box. The inside was filled with cash, which dazzled people's eyes. After people took a look, they quickly closed it again.

"Take it, don't be stunned." Yang Huai lit a cigarette and said calmly to Old Man An, "Let's write off the debt first."

"This" Old Man An looked at Master Wu in embarrassment. He couldn't figure out Yang Huai's path. He knew Master Wu's background. Although he did not operate a gambling hall, he did run a large-scale star-rated hotel and restaurant, and a tour bus company in Macau, which were all covered with tycoon speakers. He was a truly prestigious figure in Macau. .

He couldn't understand why he was so respectful to a young man.

"Are you deaf?" Master Wu said angrily, "I asked you to hold it, do you hear me?"

"No, no" Old Man An said to Yang Huai hurriedly, "This little money is nothing, it's not worth it, so you don't have to be too polite."

He was not stupid, and he immediately understood that this must be a young master from some family, and it was better not to offend him. If he kicked it when he knew it was an iron plate, his brain would be rusty.

At this time, it is natural to stay down and be small, as obedient as you are.

"Young man surnamed An, you just want to sell favors for this small amount of money. Are you thinking too simply?" Master Wu sneered unceremoniously, "You think too highly of yourself."

"Boss Wu, we always don't offend the river when entering water, but I still hope you can be more generous," Old Man An pointed at Wu Poxiong and said, "I understand the injustice this brother has suffered. I don't want this money, and I will use it as medical expenses." Yes, do you think it will work?"

Wu Poxiong couldn't help but wanted to respond, but was interrupted by Yang Huai, "No."

Mr. Wu Bo pulled his clothes, but he still refused to give in.

"What do you mean?" Old Man An asked.

"I will give you every penny of this money." Yang Huai said word for word, "I always keep my word. I just said that in Macau, you will no longer have a foothold."

"Give you some face, do you really think you are someone?" Old Man An finally lost his temper. Although he was afraid of Master Wu, he was not without the ability to give it a try! If you hit hard, it's a big deal. "Don't go too far!"

"Excessive?" Yang Huai smiled, "Don't you know how many families you have ruined and lost? What do you mean I am excessive? You will know soon if I have the ability to make it difficult for you to survive in Macau."

"For a long, long time, no one has threatened me like this." Old Man An couldn't help but change his expression, "You don't have to be rich to do whatever you want in Macau."

"Then let me tell you, if you have money, you can really do whatever you want." Yang Huai shrugged.

"Mr. Yang, I will inform Mr. Fu about this." Seeing Yang Huai looking at him, Master Wu hurriedly responded. For this group of people, he could make them bruised and broken, but he had no ability to make them lose their footing. He still Report to everyone and rely on everyone.

"Don't use the loudspeaker to suppress me!" Having no other choice, Old An simply said with a sneer, "Mr. He has the final say in Macau."

"Oh," Yang Huai pretended to be suddenly enlightened and patted Master Wu on the shoulder, "I'm leaving first. You don't need me to tell you what to do, right?"

Master Wu winked at the person behind him, and then led Yang Huai downstairs, "Mr. Yang, please come this way."

"Let's go." Yang Huai took Wu Bojun's hand. Seeing that she didn't resist, he held it tighter and went downstairs together.

There were eight cars parked in a row downstairs. Master Wu opened the door himself, and Yang Huai asked Wu Bojun to get in first.

"Who are you?" Mr. Wu Bo finally shook off his hand and stared at him as if he didn't know him.

Wu Poxiong heard a crackling sound coming from upstairs, and then screams. He unconsciously turned around and looked upstairs. At this moment, he heard his sister questioning Yang Huai, and also wanted to hear the answer.

"Sorry." Yang Huai unintentionally concealed too much, "I originally wanted to say it, but I haven't had the chance yet."

"Thank you for your help." Mr. Wu Bo straightened the messy hair on his forehead, "I will pay you back the money, but it may take a while."

"Which of us is talking to whom? It's so tacky to talk about money." Yang Huai raised his hand, "Get in the car and talk about it later."

Mr. Wu Bo smiled, turned around and left without getting in the car.

"Hey" Yang Huai just shouted behind her and didn't catch up. What could he say if he did?

Wu Poxiong looked at Yang Huai, then at his sister who was slowly walking away, and finally stamped his feet to catch up with his sister.

"Mr. Li, don't worry. I've arranged for someone to follow you. There won't be any problems." Master Wu seemed to understand something. Yang Huai was suddenly nervous about a girl, which surprised him.

"Thank you." Yang Huai got into the car, "Take me back to Hong Kong."

"Yes." Master Wu acted as the driver himself and looked at Yang Huai's face while driving. "Mr. Fu said he would handle this matter."

"I know." Yang Huai nodded, not wanting to say anything more.

He couldn't go back to the chicken farm, so he had to go back to his home first.

The large villa has floor-to-ceiling windows, the sky is high and the sea is vast, and it feels empty.

The meteorological station warned of an approaching typhoon. For his safety, Song Youxi came over and over again to urge him to move. He quickly moved to a house in the middle of the mountain first. It was better not to live in a sea-view room.

He wanted to go find her, but lacked the courage. He wanted to make a phone call, but he was holding the phone in his hand, unable to make up his mind.

I put down the phone and was about to get up when the phone rang again. When I saw the familiar number, I couldn't help myself with joy.

"Hey, Ajun."

My hands were shaking a little.

"I want to apologize to you first." Her voice on the phone was lower than usual.

Yang Huai said, "I should be the one to say sorry."

"Part of the money in your bedroom was misappropriated by my brother, and the chicken farm was redeemed by him. I want to return the remaining money to you." Her voice was almost inaudible at the end.

The money must pass through her hands and be given to Yang Huai before she can rest assured that her brother is a gambler and has lost her trust.

Yang Huai didn't understand what money was at first, but finally remembered that he had put a pile of money on the bed of the chicken farm. He originally wanted to use the money as long as it was used, and there was no need to pay it back. He was not short of money, but when he thought of this It was an opportunity for the two of them to meet, so he said, "Then shall I pick you up?"

"No, tell me where you are and I'll find you."

Yang Huai looked at the gloomy sky and the trees that were blown by the strong wind. He was afraid that the typhoon was really coming and that he had to evacuate here, so he reported the address of the house in the middle of the mountain, "Okay, I'll wait for you at home."

After packing a few clothes and driving out, heavy rain came down like hailstones, making a loud bang on the roof of the car. He regretted that he shouldn't have let her go out. It was not safe to go out in such weather.

It was windy and rainy, and the road became more and more congested. I felt like I was on fire and kept honking the horn.

After entering the mountain road, there were fewer cars and it was much easier to walk. However, the rain became heavier and heavier. For a while, the sky was filled with wind and rain, and the sky was blurred. The line of sight was blocked, so I drove more carefully.

When he arrived home, a truck was parked at the large door, and he knew the license plate.

He parked the car at the door, and before he could open the umbrella, it was blown in the opposite direction by the strong wind. He threw it away in anger, rushed into the rain, opened the door, waved to her, and motioned for her to drive in.

After her car entered, he hurriedly got into his car and followed her.

When he got out of the car, she was standing under the porch with a bag.

He took out the key, opened the door, and said in a panic, "Come in quickly, don't freeze, I'm so sorry, I can't let you come, it's such a heavy wind and rain."

"It's okay." She took his towel, wiped her wet hair, and sneezed heavily.

"I'll make you some ginger soup."

"No, this is your home?" Seeing him nod, Mr. Wu Bo said, "No one lives here all the time. The musty smell is a bit strong."

"Yeah." He went into the house and found his clothes and handed them to her. She was polite, took them and hid in the house to change. The loose clothes covered her body in a lazy and charming way.

Yang Huai arrived in the kitchen. As soon as the ginger was placed on the chopping board, she moved it in front of him.

"You go ahead, clumsy." She pushed him aside.

He had something on his mind but couldn't say it out. He could only lean on the door of the kitchen and look at her back blankly.

When the ginger soup was boiled, she gave him a bowl and she held a bowl. The two of them guarded the coffee table, and one of them sat on one side.

"Drink, why are you watching me?" she asked.

Yang Huai suddenly said "Ouch" and said, "It hurts so much."

"Why don't I burn you to death?" She glared at him.

"You just expect me to die?" Yang Huai asked.

"How can anyone hope that their creditor will live long?" Mr. Wu Bo boasted, "On the contrary, you have to hope that I will live a long life so that you can repay the money."

"Then there's also Boss Wu."

"Do you think my brother can get your money back?" Wu Bojun then remembered the bag he had brought over, took out the money in piles, and placed it on the table, "There is only 570,000 left."

"Then you don't need to pay it back," Yang Huai said without even looking at it. "Brother Xiong, if you have money, just pay it back. If you don't have money, forget it."

"Do you think it's fun to tease people like this?"

"What do you mean?" I was asked a little suddenly.

"Prince Charming's rescue of Cinderella, doesn't it make you feel a sense of accomplishment?" she asked closely.

"I didn't mean that. I am not Prince Charming, and you are not Cinderella." Yang Huai explained hurriedly, "You are overthinking it."

"Then, you want me to be grateful to you and then pledge myself to you?"

"I"

"If you are willing to marry, I will marry you."

"Don't scare me." Yang Huai was shocked by her casual tone.

"You don't like me?" she asked, wrinkling her eyebrows.

"No. No." Yang Huai was completely unprepared.

"Then are you willing to marry?" she asked again.

Yang Huai nodded shyly, he didn't have as much courage as she did.

"Then let's do it." She finished the soup, put the bowl on the table, and looked at him.

"What should I do?" Yang Huai asked curiously.

"Get married"

"." Yang Huai's eyes wandered, and he was confused, "Are you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious."

Yang Huai was confused and inexplicable, and he couldn't believe it.

What was even more unbelievable was his father and mother.

"Bring it back and see." Li Mei wondered if her stupid son had been deceived.

The marriage between Yang Huai and Wu Bojun was not opposed by the Wu family. When he met the rich man, it was too late to be happy. How could he object? So he took Wu Bojun back to his hometown in the countryside with a strange mood.

It was not the first time for Mr. Wu Bo to come to the mainland, but it was the first time that he had gone so deep into the mainland, and he was curious about everything.

Approaching the Honghe Bridge, I saw the unevenly built houses and the endless fields on one side, and took a deep breath.

"Don't you have anything to tell me?"

"When you meet my uncle, you must be polite." Yang Huai said seriously.

"Why?" Wu Bojun was curious. Although his uncle is important, how can he be as important as his parents?

"He agrees. It's easy for my parents to say anything." Yang Huai said solemnly, "My uncle is the head of the family."