Chapter 575 571. Where there is light, there is shadow
Just when the Internet was bustling with activity.

Luo Yihang and his group, two cars, four people and two cats, have been out playing for several days.

Zhang Yue and Zhang Yue were driving Luo Yihang's original SUV.

Luo Yihang and Luo Hongzhi, who had a problem with his family and didn't want to go home, drove a newly bought pickup truck with Ding Xiaoman and Xiao Xiaoman lying in the back seat.

Starting from Tianhan, he headed north, passed Tianshui and Longxi, and retraced the Prime Minister's Northern Expedition route.

When passing by Tianshui, Luo Yihang and his party went to Jieting to take a look and scolded Ma Su.

In fact, the main purpose was to go to the Maijishan Grottoes.

After a tour, Luo Yihang and his companions quickly passed Longxi, which had blocked Prime Minister Zhuge’s way for his entire life, and headed straight for Lanzhou.

In Lanzhou, besides eating, I mainly went to the museum to see the bronze galloping horse and bought the museum's super funny cultural and creative product, a donkey stepping on a chicken.

After a long tour in Lanzhou, we headed to Xining, and then to Qinghai Lake.

Driving around Qinghai Lake is breathtakingly beautiful even in winter.

After taking in the beautiful scenery, continue heading north.

First Wuwei, then Zhangye.

On the way from Zhangye Danxia to Jiuquan.

Luo Yihang received a call.

After listening for a long time, he finally said only one sentence: "Leave it to the police."
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Let’s go back to a few days ago.

The Qingyin Agricultural Annual Conference was still very popular.

Da Nianzi Village.

A young man was leaning on the bed, greedily looking at the huge pile of gold that appeared in the video on his mobile phone.

"Why the hell don't you give it to me?"

After one video is finished, the young man swipes to switch to the next video.

"Hit the ball... Turtle..."

Draw one, scold one, draw one, scold one.

He was so angry that his lips were about to turn up to the sky.

After a few strokes.

The young man suddenly sat up, raised his phone to his eyes, and stared at the person holding the largest gold bar on the screen.

Dust-covered memories gradually emerge from my mind.

"Celebrate birthday... Zhuang celebrates birthday... Zhuang..."

"Fuck!" He slapped his thigh and shouted, "What a huge pile of gold!"

After shouting, he jumped out of bed and rushed out the door holding his phone.

He ran all the way to a courtyard five houses away, slammed the door open, and rushed directly into the main house.

A middle-aged woman in the main room was picking vegetables and was startled by him.

The young man didn't care at all. When he saw someone, he quickly shouted, "Aunt, your eldest son, the one with the melon, we played together when we were young. Later you threw that away. Is his name Zhuang Qingsheng?"

As soon as these three words came out of Zhuang Qingsheng’s mouth.

The middle-aged woman's expression changed immediately.

"Don't talk nonsense. Send it to school. It's still at school."

"Send him to school for fucking money." The young man ignored her explanation. "How can you send him to school and not see him for more than 20 years? Just throw him away. Your eldest son is in such a good condition. You can still support him if you don't throw him away. You won't be able to live a good life if you raise him for a lifetime."

The middle-aged woman's face was already extremely dark, and she shouted the young man's name angrily: "Zhuang Qingquan! What do you mean! Are you here just to make fun of me?"

Young man, Zhuang Qingquan curled his lips, "How can I have the leisure to laugh at you? I came here to tell you that Zhuang Qingsheng has made a fortune."

"What!" The middle-aged woman was surprised at first, then snorted coldly and stopped pretending, "He's stupid, he doesn't even know whether he's alive or dead, and he's getting rich." "You don't believe it, right?" Zhuang Qingquan pouted and put the phone in front of the middle-aged woman, "Look, isn't it your boss!"

The middle-aged woman took the phone and looked at it carefully. She hadn't seen him for more than 20 years and she couldn't recognize him. Her memory had long been blurred. She just vaguely felt that he was somewhat similar to her husband.

"Why do you say it's mine?" the middle-aged woman asked loudly.

Zhuang Qingquan snatched the phone back, dragged it forward a little, put it in front of her again, and clicked play.

"Please welcome our company's best employee, Zhuang Qingsheng!"

"We celebrate the birthday of the best employee since I joined the company at the beginning of the year... I see it with my eyes and remember it in my heart."

"Let the gold shine..."

Luo Yihang's voice reached the ears of the two men clearly.

Zhuang Qingquan pointed at the screen and said, "Look at this, are you stupid? His name is the same as your boss's, he looks like him too, who else could it be but your boss? Look at the piece of gold in his hand, it's really valuable."

The middle-aged woman's attention was immediately drawn. "How much is it worth?"

"Based on the current gold price, it's at least 40,000 or 50,000." Someone in the comment section calculated it.

"Forty or fifty thousand!" the middle-aged woman screamed, her voice changed.

"More than that." Zhuang Qingquan pouted and added another spoonful of explosive news to her, "This company is rich. The monthly salary must be at least 3,000 to 5,000 yuan. Your boss has worked there for a year and his salary must be 50,000 to 60,000 yuan. Adding it all together, it must be 100,000 yuan."

"One hundred thousand!" The middle-aged woman was about to shout loudly, but was suppressed by her. She then asked in a low voice, "Is it really one hundred thousand?"

"I think it's not bad."

After getting a positive answer, the middle-aged woman revealed greed in her eyes and said angrily: "The kid is stupid, what money can he manage? He will be swindled away by others in the next moment."

"That idiot school is a scam. They didn't even bother to send the kids back when they grew up. They must have coaxed the idiots into working and took all the money they earned away with them."

"No, this is my baby, I have the final say."

The middle-aged woman prepared herself mentally in an instant, and then pulled Zhuang Qingquan, "Quanwa, take your aunt to find them. Give it to your brother, and after it's done..."

Having said that, the middle-aged woman extended a finger with her other hand.

Zhuang Qingquan showed contempt.

It becomes five again.

Zhuang Qingquan smiled brightly.

Then it became two.

Finally it turned back into one.

The middle-aged woman seemed to have made up her mind, "After the matter is done, I will give you one thousand yuan."

Zhuang Qingquan's smile froze and he pouted in front of him.

The middle-aged woman swallowed her anger and pretended not to hear, but refused to pay more.

Zhuang Qingquan despised him in his heart, thinking that he was living a stupid life at his age and had such shortsightedness that he was so shameless that he lost all his face just for a mere 100,000 yuan. What a disgrace.

That’s what I thought in my heart.

But Zhuang Qingquan still agreed.

He knew that he couldn't get much money out of this stingy person, so he was so concerned about this for another purpose.

Seeing that Zhuang Qingquan agreed, the middle-aged woman blushed with excitement and immediately suggested, "Go tomorrow and call the baby's father, your family, and the second son's family, and go find them!"

Zhuang Qingquan immediately objected, "Don't be ridiculous. A bunch of us are going to someone else's village. You want to die, but I don't."

"what is it now?"

"It's just you and me. Go there and find your boss. If he agrees to pay, everything will be fine. If he doesn't agree, just lie on the ground and cry, make a scene, and roll around. I'll do a live broadcast to expose them. If the situation gets out of hand, you'll have to pay even if he doesn't want to."

He was too lazy to hide in the house and didn't even bother pretending, so he just spoke directly to the middle-aged woman's true feelings.

(End of this chapter)