There are three rooms on the second floor: a reception room, a bedroom for Mr. Er, a study, and another room that was originally the residence of his son, Er Hong. However, it is painted with pink door frames and pink windows, which are different from the rosewood on the whole floor. At first glance, the paint looks newer than the old furniture.
A row of old photos hangs on the living room wall. Among them is a very handsome young man with sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, and a set of white teeth. He looks seven-tenths like Grandpa Er, but is much more handsome than the old man. Next to him is the inscription: 1943~1966 Er Hong.
That's Erhong, he looks quite handsome.
Chen Rou stared at it for a moment, then pushed open the pink door.
Following behind her were Master Er, Brother Ji who rushed over, and several of his men, Meng, Wei, Zhuang, and Qiang. They all gasped for breath and held their attention.
...
This is Master Er's stronghold; even his subordinates, unless they are close confidants, dare not come up here rashly.
But under everyone's watchful eyes, Chen Rou not only went upstairs, but also toured the entire bedroom and study of Master Er. At this moment, she pushed open the door to a house that a little girl would like. The whole house was covered with milky white wallpaper, there was a display shelf by the window, which was full of all kinds of small dolls that girls would like, and there was a dressing table opposite the window.
Of course, there was nothing in the dressing table.
She turned around and walked to the other side, where there was a Western-style sofa, a coffee table, and a large, off-white wardrobe.
Pull it open, and of course it's empty inside.
Grandpa stood at the door and said in a trembling voice, "Buy whatever you want."
So this was something he rushed to arrange after hearing that he had a granddaughter.
Clothes are hard to buy, so I haven't bought any yet.
Chen Rou turned around and saw Brother Chicken leading four burly men, chests puffed out and heads held high, while Master Er's legs were trembling.
But he quickly regained his composure and said, "All of you, get down."
Chicken Bro, of course, refused: "Grandpa!"
The strong and powerful man stepped forward and said, "Grandpa, we can just stand outside."
"Get down!" Master Er said again.
Kowloon is a place where double-crossing is common. Xiang Tiange's body was still warm when other gangs rushed in, not only driving his wife, children, and elderly parents out of the country, but also dividing up his territory after a chaotic fight. Gui Tou Rong was the same.
Now that Master Er is about to die, no matter who killed him, the law will not hold them accountable. Instead, the police will come knocking on his door in a big fuss to settle his old scores. The Organized Crime and Triad Bureau will come and issue him a huge fine. The Serious Crimes Unit will come with the escort of the Flying Tigers to arrest his gang of criminals. Master Dong will also come to seize his territory. Zhongyi Hall will then fall apart and be reduced to nothing.
So everyone dared not leave, nor could they leave, because if Master Er were gone, they would be finished.
As if he had made up his mind, Lord Ke'er roared, "Step back!"
Although Brother Chicken and his men retreated, there was no sound from the stairs, which clearly indicated that they were lying in ambush there.
Master Er then tucked his hands into his sleeves and yelled at the old butler, "Bring tea! No, no, I want soda, oh no, iced cola!"
Chen Rou doesn't drink soda or tea; she usually drinks plain water. However, she doesn't like sweets and drinks a can of iced cola every two days, a habit she's maintained for many years, which Er Ye knows very well.
The old housekeeper had already opened the refrigerator, but when he saw there was no Coke, he was so anxious that the hairs on his already balding scalp stood on end.
Chen Rou said at the right moment, "I want to drink Sarsaparilla, just give me Sarsaparilla soda."
The old butler, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon, brought over sarsaparilla soda and iced oolong tea, setting out the tea: "Please have some tea, Miss."
Just as Grandpa Er saw Chen Rou take a sip of her soda and was about to speak, a loudspeaker blared outside. He took a deep breath and called out, "Ah Ji."
Chicken Bro appeared in front of you instantly: "Grandpa!"
"Go see who's making a fuss outside," said Grandpa Er.
Chicken Bro immediately pulled out his cell phone and stepped aside. Chen Rou hadn't even realized what was going on yet. Just as she was about to speak, another horn blared outside. But as soon as Chicken Bro made a phone call, all the noise outside stopped.
The scene was as quiet as a chicken's nest.
Just as Master Er was about to speak, Chen Rou raised her hand: "If you want a blood test, you can do it now, but..."
Although his lineage is unclear, Er Hong is much more handsome than Dong Ying, and Chen Rou took the initiative to visit him, specifically looking for Master Er.
Grandpa froze, his sparse white hair standing on end, showing just how shocked he was.
So, if Chen Rou gives him the chance, will he immediately draw her blood for a DNA test?
After pondering for a while, Uncle Er said, "I heard you like claypot rice. I have some fragrant rice from Zengcheng, which is more fragrant than the rice from Thailand and Vietnam. The preserved meats are gifts from the shop owners outside. I often eat them and they taste very good. Your Chairman Nie often sends people over to pack them up. Why don't you try some?"
Chen Rou said, "I like to eat some pork intestines, but the Nie family's kitchen rarely makes offal."
Wealthy families rarely cook offal in their kitchens, and they use very mild seasonings. Sisters Nie Zhao and Nie Han, for example, have always eaten food with its original flavors and a very light taste, so they would never order fatty intestines.
But Chen Rou is a working-class person, and what she actually likes to eat is oily and spicy food.
Although she ate well at the Nie family's house, she never really enjoyed the food. Song Yuanchao, on the other hand, ate a can of Lao Gan Ma chili sauce every three days.
Master Er suddenly laughed and slapped his thigh: "A Meng, hurry up and go to Chen's Fatty Intestines. Tell them that the young lady wants to eat fatty intestines."
Ah Meng stomped down the stairs, and before he even stepped out the door, he was already yelling, "Young Miss wants to eat pork intestines!"
But before he could leave, Master Er saw that Chen Rou's expression was off and suddenly roared, "A Meng!"
Ah Meng stopped abruptly.
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