Chapter 1

Finally left the eagle Soul Mountain surrounded by fog all the year round.

Han Fei has been very happy since he entered this high-end and atmospheric waiting room. Looking at the new big planes taking off and landing one after another, Han Fei's heart was also worried.

According to Han Laogui, he has been in this border county for 12 years, but Han Fei always feels that he is abducted and trafficked, not an orphan. If he hadn't threatened to go on hunger strike and collected enough precious herbs in recent months, old Han would not have promised to take him to Yancheng to see the world this time.

"What are you looking at? When I went out yesterday, I gave you pocket money. If I want money again, there is no door! " Han Fei swore to the lamp that he was staring at the old ghost Han when he glanced at the stewardess' white long legs. He actually wrapped up the brand-new suit of the upstart in the 1980s and stared at himself warily.

Speaking of pocket money, Han Fei blushed. Just after the security check, the delicate stewardess took a detector and poked him shyly. She also asked her name in a low voice with a red baby face. However, when he saw that there was only a dirty Nokia mobile phone in his security basket, not even a wallet, he immediately left with a cold face and white eyes.

Even if you really don't have money, all the hard-earned money you have bought with your life for so many years has been occupied by old Han ghost, okay.

Even if you stay in yinghun mountain, where birds don't shit, it's no use asking for money. But when you come out to see the world, you still have nothing in your pocket. If you want to eat a bag of potato chips, you have to look at old Han's face. It's a great shame for an 18-year-old man.

Han Fei doesn't understand that in the past 12 years, the precious herbs he collected on the cliffs at the risk of his life every time, even if they were sold to the black hearted businessmen at the foot of the mountain, the money he got was astronomical.

However, every time he was waiting for money, Han Laogui looked at him like the landlord laocai hated the long-term life of the long-term workers, and then threw away a few wrinkled change notes that released the smell of beriberi and sweat. It's OK. Sometimes Han Laogui is unhappy. It's often that he elongates his donkey's face, stares at his triangular eyes, and throws a coin of one yuan and fifty cents to himself

Often think of these, Han Fei most want to scold is, mom pull an X! Although Han Laogui is an orphan like himself, he has no mother since childhood.

"How much did it cost me to come out this time in order to let you have a long experience and sit on the tin thing that flew that day? It's nice of you to ask me for money since you entered the terminal. Bother? Do you think it's easy to make money these days? For so many years, if I hadn't been frugal, you would have gone to the northwest! " Think about the ticket of thousands of yuan. Han Laogui turned over his goldfish eyes in pain and scolded angrily

Han Laogui eats delicacies every day and lets himself eat steamed bread and cold rice. What kind of frugality is this? What a shame!

"..." Han Fei's teeth itched with hate. Like many rebellious teenagers eager for their father to kick his hair early, he wanted to rush up immediately and beat the lean old beast. However, thinking about the blue and purple on his body, Han Fei had to bear it. There was only one result. He vented his painless anger and was beaten by himself.

Sometimes Han Fei doesn't understand why this guy who thinks of Fan Bingbing every day except drinking, humming and sleeping can't win an old man no matter how hard he tries to polish his body. The result of every active provocation is that you end up bruised all over, and then go to collect more medicinal herbs for filial piety.

Since he was brought back to yinghun mountain by Han Laogui, Han Fei has practiced hard and read ancient books. In ancient times, he is also the top scholar in both literature and martial arts. But in the eyes of Han Laogui, Han Fei's Kung Fu garbage is dying. He has no eggs to read. He still can't perform big tasks. He can only fight with tigers, leopards and jackals in the mountains. He can only fly to the cliffs and snatch hundreds of years of medicinal materials from the mouth of Python. He can only live a boring life like a ascetic monk every day.

It's said that people in the city buy thousands of fruits every time. They collect herbs at the risk of breaking into pieces every day, but they get three melons and two dates... When will the bitter days of TMD end.

"Well, don't pout. Are you ready to tie the female donkey. It's time for you to do something big when you come back from Yan Cheng's experience. Then you will have the ability to earn as much money as you want and spend as much as you want. " Han Laogui shrunk and sat down with his feet on the chair. His yellow and uneven old teeth knocked on the melon seeds with pepper and salt taste, and the spittle stars flew around.

"True or false?" Since he was brought to yinghun mountain by Han Laogui at the age of six, he has followed Han Laogui to learn strange things that can't be used in modern society. Every time he can't hold on, Han Laogui will encourage himself with such an ethereal dream. For twelve years, I've been longing for big tasks every day, but until today, I'm out of the mountain and into the city.

"When did I lie to you?" Han Laogui chewed melon seeds, drank two burning knives and wiped his mouth. He was very dissatisfied. "If you don't go, just stay with me and continue to polish your body and practice Kung Fu."

"When did you tell the truth!" Han Fei rolled his eyes angrily and said in his heart, I'm going to do a big thing to show you today.

"Xiao Fei! I've kept you frugal for 12 years. I'll feed and drink for you, buy you beautiful clothes and buy you a mobile phone... "Seeing Han Fei hesitate, Han Lao GUI's eyes turned over and the melon seed skin didn't vomit," give you less pocket money. I'm also saving money for you to marry Erya and have a baby? "

"Get out!" Han Fei really couldn't stand it. He stared round and scolded, "Er Ya, who put it outside the door to ward off evil spirits and contraceptive at the head of the bed, didn't want his parents to marry with a foreign house last year. You nonsense, fools don't believe it! I work hard to earn money to support you, even if I am an ox and a horse. Don't pit my next generation! "

"The next generation? Don't think I don't know about your wheezing in the middle of the night in front of a photo of a naked woman! " Han Laogui's triangular eyes stared round, extremely obscene and whispered, "my wallpaper is always yellow. Aren't you facing the wall..."

"Enough! Do whatever you want me to do! I won't talk back. It's always OK“ Han Fei was ashamed and wanted to make a hole in the concrete floor to leave. Unexpectedly, the old Han ghost snored in the middle of the night and didn't really sleep. He even knew his little secret things. His grandmother really lost her dead.

"Attention, passengers. Flight y35679 to Yancheng is boarding. Please take your..."

"Boarding, I'll go to the bathroom!" Han Fei stood up and went straight to the bathroom in the distance.

"Hurry up. I'll get on the plane first. You won't want to see the world if you're late. I tell you, there are many beautiful women in Yancheng... "

Han Fei's heart hit like a deer, and a cunning smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. After he flashed into the toilet, he disappeared into the hurried stream of people like a green smoke at the very short moment when Han Lao GUI turned to carry his bag.

Han Fei can't wait to do something big. If you are fooled by Han Laogui for a few years, you will get married and have children and end up in the mountain. Han Fei thought about it a few days ago. By seeing the world this time, he wanted to abandon Han Laogui and go out alone to the ends of the earth and live the life he wanted.

"I'll make money to support you. Drink less wine and eat more meat alone!" Hiding in the corner of the terminal building, he watched Han Lao GUI shake his head and walk into the boarding gate from a distance. He watched the plane take off. Han Fei's eyes were red, clenched his fist and muttered with the impulse to cry.

The tears of young people, like the thunderstorm in September in yinghun mountain, come quickly and disappear quickly. A moment later, Han Fei hurried to the railway station in a luxurious taxi with thousands of yuan of returned tickets.

Although Han Laogui was flying in the sky, Han Fei was still worried that the haunting old beast would catch himself. In order to avoid accidents, Han Fei wandered around the county in the middle of the night, bought a train ticket for Hangzhou in the early morning and sneaked away.

Yancheng is in the north and Hangcheng is in the south. Even if Han Laogui will catch him and teach him a lesson one day in the future, at least he is free now. Thinking about the future life of landlords and rich people with wives and concubines in the harem, Han Fei soon fell asleep leaning against the window and drooling.

In his sleep, a big bird flies in the sky, and he climbs in the deep sea like a turtle