Chapter Thirty-Six: Liu Xiaolong

  Three hours later, He Ming, who was on his first flight, got off the private plane that cost one million yuan per day and quickly walked out of the airport, stepping onto the land of Sichuan Province. This is Nanchong City, known as the Silk Capital and Fruit State, and the economic, cultural and transportation center of Beichuan.

  He Ming hailed a taxi and as soon as he got in, he said: "Go to the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China in the city. If you can get me there within 20 minutes, I'll give you ten times the fare!" He waved a wad of renminbi bills.

  The driver was a middle-aged man who patted his chest and said, "I'll get you there within 15 minutes." With that, he started the car and sped onto the highway, constantly overtaking other vehicles.

  He Ming took out his mobile phone and dialed the person in charge of his ICBC private banking business, asking him to contact the Nanchong ICBC to prepare 1 million cash for withdrawal later. The person in charge repeatedly said yes, then mentioned that several investment plans had been prepared.

  He Mingdao said, "Thank you, but I don't have any investment ideas at the moment." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone. He was not willing to put his money into some fund that only earned 5% or 7% interest. When surfing the internet, He Ming had read a lot about financial knowledge. In recent years, more than 90% of the various funds recommended by banks had lost money.

  Moreover, all the money was invested in funds, and He Ming still indulged in reckless spending.

  "Sir, we've arrived. It took 13 minutes and the fare is 223.5 yuan. You said ten times the fare..." The driver forced a smile, worried that He Ming would change his mind. He Ming quickly counted out 23 hundred-yuan bills and handed them to the driver, saying "Wait for me, I still need to take a taxi!" Then he rushed into the VIP room of the Industrial and Commercial Bank.

  "I'm the booked He Ming. I want to withdraw one million." Although He Ming was in a hurry when he set off, he didn't forget to bring along a very large backpack that he had bought yesterday while shopping for bargains, top-grade luxury goods, red, Italian handmade, worth 50,000.

  "Hurry up, I have an urgent matter." He Ming refused the tea handed over by the bank's MM, saying anxiously. Then, a few minutes later, one million cash was hidden in He Ming's backpack, and at the same time, his bank account was also short of one million.

  He Ming rushed out of the bank and jumped into the waiting taxi. The smiling driver turned his head and said, "Sir, you're from outside, aren't you? Want to take in the sights of Nanchong? Our city has..."

  He Ming looked at the message and took out 10,000 yuan: "Arrive at Liujiacun Village, Fengxiang Town, Yixian County within half an hour, and 10,000 yuan is yours!"

  The driver was taken aback and smiled wryly: "Sir, I can get there in 20 minutes, but I've never been to the countryside before, so I'm not familiar with it."

  He Ming immediately said: "I'll arrive at the county in 15 minutes and give you 5,000!"

  The driver immediately started the car and said, "Leave it to me!" Thinking to himself, could today be my lucky day? Made so much money all at once, I'm dying of laughter.

  On the bus, He Ming tried to call Liu Xiaoliang again, and it was still turned off. He Ming was speechless. This guy, when did he learn to turn off his phone? And something really happened!

  It seems that something has happened, He Ming is very familiar with Liu Xiaoliang. She comes from a poor area in northern Sichuan, so poor that she can't even afford tuition fees, and often goes to work part-time to make a living. However, as a person, she is very optimistic, confident, and calm. He Ming has never seen Liu Xiaoliang anxious, helpless, or crying.

  He Ming first met Liu Xiaolian in his freshman year. A few months after enrollment, without the supervision of his sisters and under the influence of his dormitory brothers, he quickly degenerated and spent all day online.

  These days, the more decadent, the more lively. That evening at eight o'clock, He Ming waited until his stomach was growling before leaving the computer to go to the cafeteria for dinner. The food he ordered had all gone cold, and he ate expressionlessly. At this time, a girl sat down in front of him, holding a pair of chopsticks, and started eating He Ming's food, snatching away one of his two remaining chicken legs.

  He Ming was very calm, just looking at her. The girl was not tall or short, with a slender figure, and her hair seemed to be slightly yellowish due to malnutrition. Her temperament gave people a sense of cuteness and confidence, the clothes she wore looked old-fashioned and outdated, but they were extremely clean, and she didn't feel inferior because of this, especially her eyes were very clear and full of vitality.

  He Ming suddenly had a good impression of her.

  The girl finished eating the chicken leg, smiled at He Ming and said: "My name is Liu Xiaolian. The 'Liu' of Liu Bang, the 'Xiaolian' of Feng Xiaolian. I know you're taking history as an elective, so you should be very familiar with Feng Xiaolian. So, please remember my name, because a few years later, she will appear in your household registration book."

  He Ming said with a smile: "Oh, you're my daughter, right? Good girl, Daddy's here to pamper you."

  Liu Xiaolong smiled and said: "I've never been in a relationship because I haven't met you. Now, He Ming, are you willing to be my boyfriend?"

  He Ming said carelessly: "You know my name? It seems you're not a fool, you've investigated me. However, spring hasn't arrived yet, don't be in such a hurry."

  So they got to know each other like this. At first, He Ming didn't understand why Liu Xiaoliang was like that? But Liu Xiaoliang said you know what, there's a transcendent quality about you, so she fell in love with him at first sight.

  He Ming said at first, what I hate most in my life is a sentence, do you know? I'm so transcendent that I don't need to attend school anymore, I'll become a monk early.

  Liu Xiaolong stuck out his tongue to apologize, coquettishly like his girlfriend, saying it was just a matter of temperament, and then said, let's be together.

  He Ming had never been in love before, of course he was very popular with women, but the affection of a dinosaur was more than he could handle.

  He had always been a solitary person. Liu Xiaoli expressed her feelings for him and He Ming was quite pleased, thinking that his spring had finally arrived.

  However, He Ming soon discovered that although Liu Xiaolian was the department flower and had a group of people openly pursuing her, her family was extremely poor. She was the sixth of eight siblings, with three older brothers, two older sisters, and two younger sisters. This was due to the country's basic national policy of encouraging childbirth, as the founding fathers believed that population equaled power, making abortion illegal.

  It's just as well, He Ming can accept Liu Xiaolian's family, they are all poor people, and they can still make a living.

  However, He Ming then discovered that Liu Xiaoliang was not human at all. She worked from 10 am to 5 pm and then went to sleep, waking up at 5 am, rarely entertained herself, didn't use makeup, spent her days working for money, or studying, or going to the library. Her studies were always top in her department, year after year she received scholarships, a true elite among a group of degenerate college students.

  He Ming knew that no matter how unlucky such a person was now, she would always rise from the ashes and turn from a wild chicken into a phoenix. So they were not on the same path, and therefore he refused to agree to be boyfriend and girlfriend. Liu Xiaolian pursued him relentlessly, refusing to let go.

  He Ming occasionally pitied her, giving her some living expenses or buying two portions of food on many nights. Liu Xiaolian wouldn't accept help from others, but with He Ming, she could even naturally snatch the chicken leg he had eaten half of and laugh as she ate it away. She would also say smugly, "Is it wrong for a wife to eat her husband's things?"

  He Ming had no choice, and over the three years of university, their relationship grew closer with each passing year.

  Good friend Guo Bang once asked He Ming what he was thinking.

  He Mingdao said, "Big brother, the woman I like is very ordinary, just a little bit pretty would be fine! Liu Xiaolian is not human, diligent and hardworking, will surely make a name for herself sooner or later. At that time, I became someone who eats soft rice!"

  But life doesn't change with human will, before the holiday this year, Liu Xiaoliang couldn't help but laugh secretly. Fortunately, He Ming hasn't practiced the toad skill yet, otherwise it would be like last night, he fired more than ten times, his physical strength was still endless, and Liu Xiaoliang had already become his person.

  So when someone with such a close relationship suddenly sends a life-saving message, how can He Ming not rush over?

  The car stopped and the driver turned around, saying: "The boss has arrived. Only 13 minutes!"

  He Ming handed over the 5,000 yuan he had counted earlier and got off the car. He looked around and saw a motorcycle nearby, shouting: "Master, come here, hurry! I want to go to Fengxiang."

  A motorcycle came over, driven by a young man wearing an old black down jacket, who said: "20 minutes, 50 yuan."

  He Ming pulled out a stack of money, patted it and said: "5 minutes, 2000 yuan!"

  Deal!

  As soon as he got on the motorcycle, the driver sped away like an arrow, advancing at high speed on the road.

  He Ming enjoyed such speed, not afraid at all. Now he is powerful, agile and robust. If he were to crash on a motorcycle, unless the ground was covered with knives and fire!

  The motorcycle sped away from the county town and rushed into a hilly area, where the road was winding and the scenery along the way was magnificent, despite it being winter. So one can imagine that in spring and summer, it must be breathtakingly beautiful.

  This is a result of this dynasty attaching great importance to environmental protection, and would rather not develop the economy. (Parallel world, different from our world.)

  On the third day of the Lunar New Year, there were few vehicles and pedestrians on the road. He Ming kept saying: "Faster, faster, faster!"

  The motorcycle driver said, "I'm going at top speed. Watch me drift!" As he spoke, he saw a curve ahead and performed a motorcycle drift. He Ming was quite impressed with his motorcycle skills, after all, he couldn't do it himself.

  "Alright, keep up the speed! Two thousand yuan is yours!" He Ming knew that two thousand yuan might be this driver's income for two months, so he wasn't afraid of him not going all out. Now he was suddenly wealthy and used to solving problems with money.

  Watching the scenery quickly retreat, He Ming felt satisfied, looked at his watch, and it was only 9:47, good, no problem, made it on time.

  At this time, He Ming suddenly felt a sense of danger in his heart, and then he saw another turn, the young man riding the motorcycle said: "Another turn, watch my drift."

  I'll top you one lung! The two of them really drifted away. Because it seemed to have rained, the road surface was too slippery, and with He Ming being so strong, the driver's power couldn't control the motorcycle, so the two people took the car and drifted away.

  However, He Ming reacted quickly and with great strength, flipping his body in mid-air and landing lightly on the edge of a nearby field.

  The driver wasn't so lucky, he lost control of himself and the car, and they both crashed into a field. The whole person was buried in the farmland.

  He Ming stamped his foot in great anger, but thinking about it, this didn't help, so he walked over, helped the driver up and said: "Hey, friend, are you okay?"

  The driver seemed to be dizzy and was holding onto He Ming, unable to stand steadily.

  He Ming was speechless, counted out 2,000 yuan and handed it to the driver. After thinking for a moment, he counted out another 1,000 yuan and said: "Here's 3,000 yuan, go to the hospital and take a look. I'll head to Fengxiang myself. Is this road going straight all the way?"

  "Alright, alright. Good guy, friend, thank you!" The driver took the money and sat down on the ground with a thud, saying: "I'm done for, my head is spinning too much, I'll make a call to get someone to come pick me up. You just go straight ahead and you'll arrive at Fengxiang Town."

  He Ming listened and rushed down the road frantically.

  There are mountains and water by the roadside, although it is winter, but the scenery is still very beautiful, like in a painting.

  He Ming didn't have the heart to appreciate, he rushed all the way, and finally saw some buildings, but most of them were very old, one-story tile-roofed houses. The best ones were newly built two-story houses.

  He Ming saw many such houses online, which can be understood. Due to the country's encouragement of childbirth, environmental protection, and hostility from international enemy forces towards the country's socialism, the economy is extremely backward. In Songjiang, an annual income of 300,000-400,000 is very common, while here, an annual income of several thousand is considered high.

  "Hey little friend. Do you know how to get to Liujiacun?" He Ming rushed into Fengxiang, saw a group of children, grabbed the biggest one, a girl about 13 or 14 years old, and asked.

  It's New Year's Day and these kids are still dressed in tattered clothes, without even a decent pair of shoes.

  He Ming deliberately gathered his demeanor, seeing the girl looking at him timidly. He took out a thick stack of money and distributed it, saying: "Come on, come on, each person gets 500, whoever tells me how to get to Liu's village, I'll give them 1,000 yuan."

  It's imaginable how crazy these kids who can't even afford a few bucks would be, and what a successful performance they put on, showcasing their acting skills from shyness to passion.

  He Ming, who had no intention of appreciating the scenery, arrived upon hearing the news, and more and more people came. He Ming spent money to buy a locally advanced means of transportation, a Suzuki motorcycle, and rushed out fiercely, heading in the direction indicated by the crowd.

  Rushing into the mountain forest trail, charging through the mud pits, and crossing five stone bridges in the forest, which have been there for hundreds of years.

  He Ming finally arrived at Liujiacun, a remote village.

  The village was small, and He Ming only needed to smell the aroma of food to know where Liu Xiaolian's house was. It was simple, only his family had to marry Liu Xiaolian today, so the aroma of food was the strongest. After all, the staple food here was potatoes, and even during Chinese New Year, they would at most slaughter a fat pig.

  As expected, He Ming saw a row of old tile and wooden houses in front of him, with many tables and chairs laid out, and many people were busy preparing for what looked like a wedding.

  He Ming rode his bike over and asked, "Is this Liu Xiaolian's home?"

  The few people being questioned looked at each other, apparently a little intimidated by the bright and robust He Ming, not to mention that he was also riding the most advanced local transportation tool, worth thousands, a symbol of status.

  A middle-aged woman who was not dressed very well and wore men's liberation shoes came over, speaking in a local dialect that He Ming couldn't understand.

  It's clear she also can't understand He Ming's Mandarin.

  He Ming rubbed his chin, took out a few hundred yuan and handed it over, then gestured for him to go in and take a look.

  He Ming walked into this row of houses, wearing famous brands such as Versace, he was very strange and eye-catching among these people.

  Because the people here are mostly dressed in tattered clothes, with dark or yellowish complexions, looking malnourished, with yellow teeth, smoking and chatting loudly.

  He Ming nodded at them and they also thought He Ming was a guest, so they politely nodded back.

  Finally, He Ming looked at more than a dozen rooms and came to the front of one room. Several middle-aged women were chatting in front of the door, and on the side was a girl about 16 or 17 years old crying and saying something.

  He Ming's eyes lit up in front of him, and this girl was obviously very similar to Liu Xiaoliang, but even more pure and beautiful.

  But this shows that he didn't make a mistake, maybe the one behind the door is Liu Xiaolian.

  He Ming pushed open several middle-aged women and kicked the door open with one foot. If it wasn't for Liu Xiaolong, he had already made preparations to escape.

  There was a girl wearing a red wedding dress sitting on the bed inside the door, her hands and feet were tied up, she saw He Ming and suddenly shouted: "He Ming, it's me! Come and save me quickly!"

  He Ming let out a sigh of relief and pushed away the several women who were trying to stop him, still talking incessantly, and directly came over to tear open the ropes on Liu Xiaolian's hands and feet.

  Liu Xiaolong rushed into He Ming's arms and said: "Husband, you look so handsome when you appear, I knew you'd come to save me!"

  He Mingdao: "What's going on here? And don't call me husband, we haven't even confirmed our relationship."

  Liu Xiaolong left He Ming's arms and said, "You'll understand soon. Come on, little sister, don't cry, big sister is fine." As she spoke, Liu Xiaolong walked forward and pulled over the innocent girl who had been crying earlier, comforting her for a few moments. He Ming smiled at her and was about to take out money to cultivate their relationship further.

  At this time, a group of people rushed in, holding sticks. The leader was a middle-aged man with a wrinkled face, short stature, wearing a suit that cost at most over 100 yuan, with a pair of liberation shoes on his feet, and a red flower pinned to his chest.

  His face was filled with anger, and he kept talking non-stop. He Ming couldn't understand what he was saying, so he asked: "What are you saying? Liu Xiaolian, who is this person?"

  "It's my dad." Liu Xiaolong also said something in the local dialect, then leaned into He Ming's arms and whispered: "Did you bring 100,000 yuan? If you didn't bring 100,000 yuan, run away. Otherwise, you're doomed."

  It seems that money can still solve problems, He Ming unzipped his backpack and opened it, revealing a stack of Huaxia yuan (also known as Renminbi, all red but with different patterns, one side is the motherland's mountains and rivers, the other side is a fierce tiger, so it's also called Huaxia Tiger Yuan. After all, it's a parallel world.)

  Everyone was shocked by the money. Liu Xiaolong went to check the money, making sure it was real, and turned back to say: "He Ming, are you still a deeply hidden rich second generation?"

  "What did you do on New Year's Eve? Didn't you watch Channel One TV? I was on TV!"

  Liu Xiaolong shook her head and said, "Look at the room, where is the TV? Only a few households in our village have one. But it's okay now, we're fine." As she spoke, Liu Xiaolong took out 10 bundles of Huaxia yuan and handed them to her father.

  That middle-aged man didn't take the money, and said something. Liu Xiaoliang turned his head and said: "My dad said 150,000. Because you are a city person, you have more money."

  He Mingdao said: "The one million in the backpack is all yours. Take it as you like, I rushed here this time and chartered a private plane, which cost one million!"

  Liu Xiaolong heard this and was about to go back to get the money, but he was startled and said: "You really are a rich second-generation? You casually took out 1 million to charter a private plane. Good one, He Ming! In university for three years, you pretended to be poor. Even asking me to treat you to KFC made me feel painful."

  He Ming suddenly remembered the past and angrily said, "That's not the point. And you even ate KFC, all my fried chicken was eaten by you. I'm not your boyfriend yet. I really admire myself for being so tolerant of you!"

  Liu Xiaolong gave her dad 150,000 yuan, and her dad was overjoyed. He tore open the packaging, counted it bill by bill under the sunlight to distinguish between real and fake ones. The crowd of people who were in a menacing mood also dispersed, leaving only seven or eight of them behind.

  The storm has passed, Liu Xiaolian walked over with a smile and said: "Husband, do I look good in my wedding dress? This is made from Shu brocade, worth several thousand, and it's the one my sister wore before."

  He Ming wiped his sweat and looked at Liu Xiaoliang, who was slender in figure. Because she was going to get married, she had dressed up specially and looked charming and moving.

  He Ming nodded and said, "Is your matter settled? Alright, I'm leaving. Looking at how poor your family is, I'll leave the money in the bag for you. This Italian leather handbag is worth tens of thousands, consider it a gift."

  Liu Xiaolong is a clever person, seeing He Ming take one million as nothing, knowing that something must have happened to him, or he himself is a hidden rich son, but she has been with He Ming for three years, and He Ming absolutely cannot be the latter.

  So, before she graduated and didn't have a chance to interact with He Ming for a period of time, something must have happened to He Ming that led him to become so extravagant now, and his physique has almost doubled in size. If it weren't for the fact that his face hadn't changed, she would hardly recognize him.

  Liu Xiaolong blocked He Ming, her pretty face filled with anger, saying: "What are you doing? Why do you want to leave? It's already hard enough for you to come. Let's eat first, we're preparing a wedding banquet, it would be perfect as our engagement party."

  "What? Engagement party?" He Ming was startled and said: "Liu Xiaoliang, many things have happened in the past few days. I've become rich and have a lot of money. And yesterday, I found my wife, who is someone I like. So, I'll give you money as compensation for your three years of youth..."

  With a loud slap, He Ming hadn't even finished speaking when Liu Xiaolian slapped him. The seven or eight onlookers all cast strange glances their way.

  Liu Xiaolong bit her lower lip and said pitifully, "I just said that you are my boyfriend. You gave more betrothal gifts and are a city dweller, so Dad agreed to marry me off to you."

  He Ming rubbed his face and said, "I'm going to get revenge on you. I was woken up by your life-saving text message at 6 o'clock. I took a plane, rushed over thousands of miles, and you actually hit me. Okay, I'm a good person, I won't hold it against you, I'll help you one more time. But we agreed, after dinner, I have to go back, I have many things to do."

  Liu Xiaolong looked at him, He Ming had become a stranger, she knew that something had happened, changing He Ming. She felt uneasy in her heart, even more so than when He Ming hadn't arrived yet.

  But now, Liu Xiaolong smiled and said: "Thank you, husband." She reached out to rub He Ming's face and said: "I'm sorry, it was my fault. I was too impatient, I didn't want to lose you. These past few days have been too stressful for me."

  He Ming felt Liu Xiaolian's hand, still so smooth and soft, but he was no longer the person he used to be.

  He Ming sighed in his heart, perhaps the best decision was to see her die and watch Liu Xiaoliang get married. Then, many years later, maybe ten years later, or more, Liu Xiaoliang struggled desperately, finally walked out of here, returned to the ordinary people's world, through her intelligence and talent, further.

  Perhaps in this process, she often saw He Ming's hypocritical performance on TV magazines, high above, pointing to the mountains and rivers, at the top of the pyramid.

  Liu Xiaolong finally stood in front of He Ming again with all her might. She would ask tearfully, why was this?

  He Ming hugged Zhou Qing's third chubby son and shrugged, saying: "We have no relationship, why should I save you? Why find you. There are many heartless people, not lacking me. That's life, isn't it."

  However, He Ming saw the message and rushed over anxiously, regardless of morality, just because he felt it was cool.

  I just like being a gentleman and putting myself on the moral high ground of conscience.

  But this often gets out of control, He Ming has a premonition that he can't get rid of Liu Xiaolong's sticky candy today.

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