"Old Zhou had a cigar in his mouth."
At this point, Dazhu paused, mimicking Lao Zhou's crooked smile: "He said, 'A place that can save your daughter and give you pleasure!' After saying that, he jumped out of the car and dragged out bags and packages from the trunk."
"What did you move?" I put a piece of mutton into his bowl.
"Tourist tents, moisture-proof mats, and several cases of Moutai!"
Dazhu's Adam's apple bobbed up and down: "I was completely dumbfounded when I saw that pile of stuff. I said we didn't come here to camp! But Lao Zhou shoved the entrenching tool into my arms and said he wanted to stay here for three days. I was so anxious that I kept rubbing my hands and asked him when he was going to pay me?"
I didn't interrupt and listened quietly as he continued.
"Later, Lao Zhou got annoyed by the questions and slapped the Mercedes-Benz keys on my face! He said the car was worth three million, and if I didn't get the money in three days, I should sell the car to save my daughter!"
I gasped; it seemed Old Zhou had indeed made a lot of money.
Otherwise, why would you just give away a car worth millions?
Dazhu said that when the two of them were setting up a tent in the mountain valley, swarms of mosquitoes were buzzing around Lao Zhou's gold watch, but he was humming a little tune as he spread a cashmere blanket on the ground.
He said this was called rest and recuperation, and that we should do things again after we have had enough rest.
"I lay in the tent, listening to his thunderous snoring, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. But somehow, my eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and I finally drifted off..."
When I opened my eyes again, all around me was a vast expanse of white fog!
Dazhu suddenly leaned closer, his breath reeking of smoke: "My phone died a long time ago, and my watch stopped at three in the morning, but Lao Zhou got up and said he would take me to the village! But I haven't seen a village at all during the day!"
I frowned: "I didn't see the village during the day, but it appears at night?"
"That's what I asked too!"
Dazhu's voice rose several decibels.
"But Lao Zhou shoved a high-powered flashlight into my arms and said, 'Money makes the world go round!' Thinking of my daughter waiting for her life in the hospital, my feet just wouldn't obey me and I followed him..."
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