The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

After coming out of Ah Liu Mahjong Hall, Sister Mei took out [-] yuan from her bag and gave it to Li Muchen.

"What?"

"For you."

"I don't want it." Li Muchen shook his head.

Sister Mei was reluctant and insisted on putting money into Li Muchen's pocket.

"This is what you deserve."

"Sister Mei, why did you want to cheat?" Li Muchen asked.

"I...how did I become a cheater?"

Li Muchen took out two mahjong tiles from his trouser pocket.

One piece of Yaoji, one piece of [-] yuan.

"Back to you."

Sister Mei's expression changed. She looked back and breathed a sigh of relief as she was far away from the mahjong parlor.

"You know I'm hiding my cards on you?"

"Ah."

"Then why did you bet with Scar Six just now?"

"What if I don't gamble? Let him search me?"

"But what if Scar Liu bets with you?" Sister Mei's eyes were full of worry.

"He won't gamble."

"Are you so sure?"

"What good does it do him if he wins one hand from me?" Li Muchen said with a smile, "If he loses one eye, he loses everything. Scar Liu is not a gambler who loses his eyes, he runs a casino."

Sister Mei looked at Li Muchen like a zoetrope, "Looking at your young age, you sound like an old gangster. You weren't a gangster before, right?"

Li Muchen said: "I picked up rags when I was a kid."

Sister Mei burst into laughter: "It's not like running around in the world to pick up rags."

Li Muchen said: "Sister Mei's hands are so fast, she didn't do magic before, right?"

"You're the one with the poisonous eyes." Sister Mei rolled her eyes at him, "When I was a child, I was a thief girl who begged for food in the West and occasionally stole money. What do you think, we are a good match."

Li Muchen did not answer the question and asked: "Sister Mei, how much money did you win at Ah Liu Mahjong Hall? Scar Liu is targeting you like this."

"There's no way I can win much. I just win [-] yuan every day to make back the protection money he took away. I just won a little more today. Who knew that Scar Scar Liu was so stingy that he only won so much? I'm cheating."

Li Muchen didn't believe that Scar Six would make such a big fuss just for such a small amount of money.

But Sister Mei refused to say anything, and he stopped asking.

Sister Mei said with concern: "Dao Scar Liu is very vindictive. You have made him lose face today and he will not let you go. You have to be careful."

Of course Li Muchen was not afraid, but after Sister Mei said this, he was a little worried about Ding Xiang.

"Sister Mei, aren't you afraid that he will come back to the store to take revenge?"

"That's not the case. Dao Scar Liu has a lot of face. If he said he wouldn't come to harass our hotel today, he definitely won't come."

Li Muchen still feels untrustworthy. Will a person like Scar Liu keep his integrity?

Seeing his frown, Sister Mei took his arm and shook it twice, leaned closer and said coquettishly:

"Master Li, my little Master Li, don't worry. I'm here and I won't let Scar Six hurt you."

Smelling the residual fragrance of essential oil emanating from Sister Mei next to him, Li Muchen thought of Boss Wang, who always had a smiling face in the store.

He was worried that Boss Wang would come to chop him with a kitchen knife.

"Sister Mei, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Li Muchen did not return to the hotel and took him to the south of the city.

He and Ma Shan made an appointment with Huang San to meet there.

Huang San was also a ragpicker and was not in the same area as them, but he often ran into them.

Like Mashan, he is a famous rag king.

The two often fight.

Li Muchen's impression of Huang San was that this boy had dirty hands and feet and liked to do petty theft.

Also, if you can't beat Mashan, you will bully him and Ding Xiang.

He once had a fight with Huang San over Lilac and blinded Huang San's eyes with quicklime.

Li Muchen didn't know what happened next.

I heard from Mashan that Huang San was still in the rag-picking business, but it was bigger than before and he opened a scrap collection station.

They met at a food stall.

Huang San was wearing brand-name clothes, with a large gold chain hanging around his neck and a gold watch on his wrist. He didn't know whether it was real or fake.

Ma Shan touched his gold chain and said, "Can it float in water?"

Huang San narrowed his triangular eyes and said disdainfully: "Am I that kind of person?"

Ma Shan said: "I know you, Mr. Huang, have made money, so don't be so stingy and make some with your brothers."

Huang San said: "I only play with big money, not small money. As long as you have capital, I will take you. If you don't have capital, just stay aside."

Ma Shan pointed at Li Muchen and said, "I don't have money, but he does."

Huang San took a look.

Li Muchen just got a new hairstyle, and he really looks like a young man.

"Who is this……"

Huang San felt familiar, but didn't recognize it.

Mashan said: "Master Li, you are a rich man."

"Hmph, how rich are you?" Huang San considered himself a person who had seen the world.

"How rich are you? I'll scare you to death if I tell you." Ma Shan said, "Does the Lin family in Hecheng know? He is the son-in-law of the Lin family."

Li Muchen didn't know how Ma Shan made up this nonsense. He had never told Ma Shan about his relationship with Lin Manqing.

Ma Shan probably remembered the last time Li Muchen sent Lin Manqing home.

"Son-in-law of the Lin family?" Huang San laughed so hard that his stomach hurt. "If he is the son-in-law of the Lin family, I will be the head of the Lin family, hahaha..."

Li Muchen slapped his mouth.

This guy is mean-mouthed, doesn't teach anyone a lesson, and doesn't know his last name.

Huang Santang jumped up and cursed: "Mom, why are you beating me?"

Li Muchen said with a straight face: "Boy, be careful what you say. I'll hit you lightly. If my father-in-law hears this, your tongue will be gone."

Huang San's eyes flickered: "You, are you really the son-in-law of the Lin family?"

Ma Shan almost laughed out loud, but he didn't expect Li Muchen's acting to be so realistic.

"Huang San, let me tell you what's good about you. You've been mean-mouthed since you were a kid. That's fine in front of us. But in front of Young Master Li, tsk tsk!"

Mashan shook his head, looking like he hated iron.

Huang Sanjiang was doubtful, "How come the son-in-law of the Lin family comes out to eat food stalls with us?"

Li Muchen leaned on the chair, crossed his legs and said:

"I just like to play and enjoy the world. As long as you take me to fun places, I won't treat you badly."

As he spoke, he took out [-] yuan from his pocket and threw it in front of Huang San.

"I just slapped you, this is compensation."

Huang San took the money and his face was immediately filled with smiles.

He wished Mr. Li could give him a few more slaps.

One slap costs ten thousand, and he can kneel down and be slapped for a whole day.

Ma Shan was also surprised, and felt heartbroken when he saw the [-] yuan in Huang San's hands.

But he believed that Li Muchen could make his money back.

It's just temporarily placed on Huang San.

"What do Mr. Li like to play with?" Huang San lowered his voice, "Yellow, white, black, whatever is on the road, I can get it for you."

"I'm tired of playing with those." Li Muchen said, "I heard that you have a dog farm where you can fight dogs?"

Huang San said: "Yes, there is, but I don't run that dog farm. If Mr. Li is interested, I can take you to play."

"Then stop talking nonsense and let's go."

Mashandang got up first, started the red Porsche on the roadside, and respectfully helped Li Muchen open the door.

Seeing this scene, Huang San no longer doubted that Mr. Li was really the son-in-law of the Lin family.

Huang San led the way in his van, and Ma Shan followed in his Porsche.

The two cars quickly drove into the abandoned factory next to the Chengnan overpass.

As soon as I parked the car, I heard the barking of dogs coming from the factory.