Chapter 208 An Old Friend Comes to Visit

Li Yuzhi had no choice but to nod: "I understand."

Qiu Shaocheng was fast enough and quickly opened a letter of introduction from the party secretary.

Li Yuzhi saw him leaving with a small baggage: "Shaocheng, you always have to tell me where you are going to find money, otherwise I won't feel at ease."

Qiu Shaocheng looked at his wife, who was fifteen years younger than him: "Yuzhi, don't worry, I will be back soon and I will definitely be able to save our Weigang. Don't forget to ask Weitie to go there."

Li Yuzhi tried hard not to shed tears: "Okay, I'll remember it. Pay attention to safety on the road and come back early."

Qiu Shaocheng glanced at his wife, turned around and walked out of the village.

He was quite lucky. When he left the village, he met the village accountant who was going to the city to do something. The breeder happened to be driving a mule cart over: "Shaocheng, are you going to the city?"

Qiu Shaocheng responded: "Yes, Accountant Chang, you are going to the city too."

Accountant Chang nodded and pointed to the mule cart coming over: "Yes, I am going to the city to haul fertilizer, and I will take you with me."

Qiu Shaocheng had no reason to disagree. He got into the car with him just because he was in a bad mood. He only responded a few words when the accountant was talking.

Accountant Chang had naturally heard a little bit about the Qiu family's youngest son who owed gambling debts. He understood that Qiu Shaocheng was not in the mood to agree, but he still said seriously: "Shaocheng, you have to take care of this child when it's time to take care of it. Always take care of this kid." If you pamper him, he will easily grow crooked."

Qiu Shaocheng also knew that they were doing it for his own good, so he nodded and said, "That's what the accountant said."

The three of them chatted for a while and soon arrived in the city.

After Qiu Shaocheng said goodbye and left, the man who drove the carriage shook his head and said: "The Qiu family were such decent people when they first came to our village. Look at it now, if the eldest son hadn't been able to do it, the whole family would have gone to the northwest. "

Accountant Chang agreed: "The couple just pampers their little son too much. If they don't care about him anymore, they may cause even greater trouble."

The two of them talked, turned the mule cart around, and headed for their production materials service agency.

Qiu Shaocheng was really lucky when he went out this time, which also gave him a lot of confidence. He thought: With such good luck when going out, it seems that God is helping me, and I will definitely get the money.

I bought my ticket and got on the bus before it left the station. After seven hours of bumpy ride, I finally entered the capital city.

Over there, Han Jingchen was still looking for someone, and here Qiu Shaocheng took the initiative to show up.

After he got off the car, he found the Han family according to his memory and knocked gently on the door of the Han family. It took a long time for someone to come out and open the door. Han Zhaohui looked at the person standing outside the door: "Who are you looking for? "

Qiu Shaocheng looked at the young man: "I'm looking for Mr. Han."

These words made Han Chaohui a little confused, and he couldn't help but ask again: "Who are you looking for?"

Qiu Shaocheng raised his head and glanced at the door of the Han family: "Han Chuannian lives here, right?"

When Han Zhaohui heard that this person was looking for his grandfather, he asked, "Who are you?"

Qiu Shaocheng didn't know that Mr. Han had died of illness, so he announced his family status: "I am Qiu Shaocheng, an old friend of your grandfather."

Han Zhaohui welcomed the person in: "Then I should call you Grandpa Qiu. Unfortunately, my grandfather passed away from illness many years ago."

When Qiu Shaocheng heard that his friend had died of illness, his heart dropped.

Looking at the sad expression, Han Zhaohui thought Qiu Shaocheng was feeling sorry for his grandfather, so he quickly poured a glass of water and handed it to him: "Grandpa Qiu, drink water."

Qiu Shaocheng took the water and said absently: "What disease did your grandfather have? Why did he die like this?"

Han Zhaohui sighed: "Smoking is too harsh, and there is no way to cure the lung problems."

After Qiu Shaocheng heard this, he didn't speak for a long time. Han Zhaohui thought it was because of his grandfather, but he didn't know that Qiu Shaocheng was thinking, if Mr. Han is gone, who should he borrow the money from?

After a long time, he tried to ask: "Which room of the Han family are you a child of?"

Han Zhaohui heard the question: "I am the youngest son of the eldest brother, Han Jingheng."

Qiu Shaocheng looked at him and nodded: "Your eyes are very much like your grandfather."

When Han Zhaohui heard what he said, he completely believed that this man was really his grandfather's old friend, because everyone who knew his grandfather said that his eyes looked like his grandfather's.