Chapter 570

"You keep talking. I'll book a hotel."

After meeting with everyone, Ning Luo went back to the house, took his cell phone and went downstairs.

Compared with the downtown area during the day, the old urban area at night is more smoky.

Although it is already more than 11 p.m., there are still many people walking in the dam.

On the main road outside the alley, fireworks are rising. There are fewer cars on the busy road during the day. A sneaky barbecue stand is set up near the edge.

There are local barbecues, northern barbecues from the north in recent years, and even some kebabs.

All kinds of night snacks are staged in this slightly bleak night, which makes the night no longer cold and a little more human flavor.

"Brother, do you want to eat barbecue? All the fresh ingredients are new goods during the day. They are absolutely fresh, quality and quantity guaranteed“

"Handsome boy, do you want to eat bowl chicken?"

"Mutton kebabs, mutton kebabs, delicious mutton kebabs, no money if they are not delicious..."

Walking through the barbecue stand along the street, all kinds of Hawking sounds came into my ears, slightly noisy, but with a bit of warmth.

This feeling is never heard at the door of such a high-end community as Nanshan bieyuan.

The rich area has the advantage of the rich area, that is, the night is extremely quiet and the sleep will not be disturbed.

However, the rich also have the disadvantages of the rich area, that is, it is too cold.

If you want to have a barbecue nearby, you often have to go through several alleys.

Bacheng district was not originally within the scope of the main urban area, but Jiangcheng carried out regional planning again a few years ago, and finally included some Bacheng far away from the main urban area into the main urban area.

In the past few years, there was basically no major development in the main urban area, as usual.

Some people affectionately call Bacheng district as balan District, which refers to the dilapidated urban style of Bacheng.

However, in recent years, due to the terrain, there is no more place for the outward development of Jiangcheng. Finally, it chose the direction of Bacheng district.

Therefore, the largest urban area known as the main city finally ushered in the fast lane of development.

The major real estate enterprises all over the country are gathering together, and the real estate industry is booming. Bacheng District, once known as balan District, also began to change its old appearance.

The old city reconstruction project, which has been mentioned for more than ten years, has finally been put on the agenda this year.

The area where Yan Ruyu now lives was also included in the area of old city reconstruction six months ago, which is why Huangshan tried its best to design to kill Wang Bo.

As long as Wang Bo dies, the real estate under Wang Bo's name without other children will fall on Wang min.

Now the land price of this land has risen, and it can make a net profit of at least two or three million.

But Huangshan never dreamed that a passer-by would see through his plan to be seamless and not let anyone doubt.

After walking out of a distance of about 500 meters, Ning Luo suddenly stopped his idle steps.

Then he suddenly turned around and looked.

Three hundred meters away, a man he had never dreamed of appeared in his vision.

This is a slightly bent old man.

At the moment, the old man was carrying his hands behind him. He was dressed in a blue gray shirt, with gray beard and hair. He looked like an old scholar.

Looking at the old man, Ning Luo couldn't believe his eyes.

Straight Leng stood in place for a long time. Only then did some trembling steps walk slowly up.

For a distance of several hundred meters, Ningluo seems to have walked for thousands of years.

In front of the old man, Ning Luo's eyes were red and tears swirled in his eyes.

His lips murmured, trying to say something, but he found it hard to open his mouth when it reached his throat.

For the old man, Ning Luo bears too much guilt and remorse.

More than three years ago, like a deserter, he chose to sink into the horizon without telling the old man in advance. Since then, Ning Luo felt that he owed the old man a lot.

This year, he can practice again. He can't wait to call the old man, but he's afraid he doesn't know what to say.

Finally, the old man got through some other things by himself.

It's just that it's one thing to smile on the phone, but it's another thing to see you really.

"Why, I haven't seen you for years and don't know you? Or have you become mute? "

"I... I don't know what to say, you... How did you come to Jiangcheng?"

Grinning, Ning Luo smiled with tears in his eyes and mixed feelings.

This is an old man who devotes all his efforts to himself and treats himself as his own son and grandson.

Once upon a time, he regarded himself as proud, but he gave him a big "surprise".

A storm, he almost completely sank.

"You? Your boy didn't talk to me like that before. Did he have a point? "

The old man shook some beards, looked up and down at Ning Luo and joked.

"No... no points. I was not sensible before, no big or small. Now I have experienced some things and understand some things."

"Well, it seems that this somersault didn't fall in vain. Although it's a little miserable, it's also good."

Nodded with satisfaction.

"When I passed by, I stopped by to see you. I asked Xiao Wei and said that you came here. You came out just after you got off. It seems that it's really fate."

"A guest at a friend's house?"

"Well, Qianxue's friend."

Ningluo nodded, like a clever child.

"Qian Xue is a good girl. I like her very much. You should have picked up shit. I thought you were so stubborn that you were afraid you wouldn't find your daughter-in-law. "

"Hehe, I used to be a bit of a jerk. Where are you always going? "

"I can't tell you where to go. You may go back when your cultivation grows a little later."

"By the way, I almost fell a few days ago?"

"Well, in Jiangda, I met several people who couldn't provoke me."

Ningluo didn't hide it and nodded.

"You really can't provoke those people. The lowest is the cultivation achievement in the middle of the land. You can't afford to provoke them in the xuanjing. However, you have a big life, and you won't worry about your life with Liu Baiyi. "

"Old man, do you know who those people are?"

"Nature!"

"Who are they?"

"I can't say it for the time being."

"You weren't like that before."

Ningluo smiled bitterly.

"It was before, it is now. You used to be from the glory District, but now you're not, so you can't say. "

"If I were, I would know?"

"No!"

"You say it in vain."

Ningluo is depressed.

"You can't know all, you can know some. In short, they are the people of the land of glory. But there are different people in the land of glory, and not everyone is united. "

"I knew this more than three years ago."

Ningluo nodded a little lost.

If all the people in the land of glory had one heart, they would not have been framed.

"It doesn't matter if you suffer a loss. The key is to learn a lesson and keep a long memory."

"Hehe, this lesson is really cruel."

"It's a little cruel, but haven't you survived? As long as people don't die, they can work miracles. Oh, by the way, here you are. "

Then the old man remembered something and took something wrapped in red cloth from his arms and handed it to Ning Luo.

"What is this?"

"Don't you just open it and have a look?"

”That's right“

Ningluo grinned.

But the next second, when he opened the red cloth and saw what was inside, his face suddenly changed.

"Smelly boy, I can't see that women are not shallow..."