"Uncle, what's the relationship between you and that Boss Lu?" Yang Jing asked, looking at his uncle who was wandering around the car.

The uncle opened the car door and looked inside the car. Then he stood up with satisfaction and said, "What Boss Lu, you'll be OK when you see that guy in the future."

After a pause, my uncle narrowed his eyes, as if he was recalling something.

"Binzi is a pretty good brother. When we met, we were in high school, because we met because of a fight. Lu Bin is not from our No. 1 Middle School, he is from the No. 4 Middle School. However, this kid likes a girl from our school. That girl seems to be a classmate in junior high school with him. As a result, the girl doesn't like him, but a classmate in our school. As a result, Lu Bin learned the news from somewhere, and brought more than a dozen people to our school that night to block the male student."

"Then why did you fight?" Yang Jing asked. Yang Jing was quite concerned about my uncle's past. The things that my uncle experienced when he was young were still very attractive to young people born in the 1990s like Yang Jing.

My uncle took out the cigarette box, took out a cigarette inside and lit it. He took a sip, and a smile appeared on his face and said, "I know who is the guy Binzi is looking for to recognize people, but the guy he was looking for actually mistaken me for that male classmate."

"No, my uncle, can you recognize the wrong person?"

The uncle smiled and shook his head and said, "You know, your uncle was a sensible person in school when I was in school. I guess the person Binzi was looking for at that time saw me and wanted to say hello to me, but I didn't know what happened, so he misunderstood that guy Binzi, so he surrounded me in a tenth moment."

"That guy Binzi is also a bad temper. He kicked me without saying a word, and then started fighting in a daze."

"You choose them one by one?"

"It's nonsense. My sister is not Rambo. How could I choose about ten of them by myself? But my uncle, I had a lot of brothers at that time. Every night after night self-study, those guys would come to me to play. We usually played boxing for an hour outside before going home. That night we had about ten brothers."

"Later, as the teacher came out, we scattered. But at that time, your uncle suffered a little loss. How could I let them run away? So we rode a dozen bikes to chase them. Until we caught up with them, we agreed to fight one by one."

Yang Jing knew that when those born in the 1970s were in junior high school and high school, the general way to deal with the dispute was to find someone to support the situation. The two gangs gathered together and talked first. Is it the parties involved in both sides fighting one by one, or everyone fought one by one. If the negotiations were reached, they would fight one by one. If they couldn’t reach the negotiations, they wouldn’t say anything. Let’s do it!

My uncle Li Long happened to be from that era, and Yang Jing has heard his uncle talk about what happened back then.

"You fight with Uncle Binzi?"

"Yeah." My uncle took a sip of cigarettes, "But that guy who singled out Binzi is really a big deal. I pushed this kid three times in a row, plus two punches and one knee lifted, and the kid immediately became ruthless."

Yang Jing didn't think that my uncle was bragging. Although he had never seen his uncle's grace when he was in school, through the information he got when his uncle's friends chatted, Yang Jing knew that his uncle was very powerful back then.

My uncle was in good physical fitness when he went to school. He joined the school sports team since the fifth grade of elementary school. Later, after going to junior high school, he was the main sprinter of the school team. He also played football, basketball, etc., and his physical fitness was quite exciting. Generally speaking, let alone students of the same age, even senior students a few years older than him may not be able to beat my uncle alone.

"I beat Binzi up and asked why this guy wanted to block me, but then I realized that this guy had blocked the wrong person, so we met him."

"Is this the legendary thing about not getting to know each other without fighting?" Yang Jing said with a smile.

My uncle took a sip of the cigarette and bounced his butt out, "That's about it! Anyway, since then, this kid Binzi has started to hang out with me, especially when he learned that the big bosses in their No. 4 Middle School were my brothers, the kid got more sticky. I haven't been playing with it all the time, I've been playing with it until now."

After a pause, the uncle continued, "But this kid's fate is good. Seven or eight years ago, this kid bought the Double Color Ball, but he won a first prize. After paying the tax, he still had more than 6 million yuan. So the kid used the money to start a car sales business, which happened to catch up with the explosion of domestic automobile sales. In a few years, this guy opened his own 4S store."

"Uncle, do you still contact us often now?"

"Well, I was drinking together last week. Don't worry, this kid is quite righteous. The relationships he has been with over the years are here. He deserves to give you these things."

As he said that, my uncle patted the front of the car again and said, "The car you chose is good, and the cost-effectiveness is quite high. In fact, JEEP is much better than SUVs such as Land Rover and Q7. This car is the car driven by men."

Yang Jing smiled and said, "I originally wanted to buy a big G, but when I saw it, I was over 300, I couldn't bear to buy it."

The big G mentioned by Yang Jing is the Mercedes-Benz GL-class off-road vehicle, known as the king of off-road vehicles, and is a very classic off-road vehicle.

"What are you buying a big G now? You're so sexy? You're just starting out now, so it's good to buy this car. It's not high-profile, and it's comfortable to drive it yourself. When you make a lot of money in the future, you can change to a big G to drive. By the way, where's the key? I've driven it up for a while. I haven't touched the JEEP for a long time, and now my hands are itchy."

Yang Jing threw the key over, and his uncle got into the car and drove out.

Yang Jing shook his head and walked into the room, but found that his grandfather was playing with the inner painting pot.

When we left yesterday, the inner painting pot and Yudian Duan inkstone bought by Yang Jing were not taken away, but left it to his grandfather for him to play with. Now it looks really good. At least my grandfather did not sleep in the afternoon, which is enough to show that my grandfather loves antiques more than sleeping.

My grandmother had not returned from the infusion in the hospital. She just put her mother in the hospital before entering the courtyard. My uncle drove out to roam, so Yang Jing had to roll up his sleeves and start cooking lunch.

Put the rice into a small basin, add water to the pot and start steaming. Taking advantage of this time, Yang Jing began to pick up the vegetables neatly.

After more than forty minutes, my uncle walked in with a comfortable look on his face. Yang Jing had already steamed the rice and prepared all four vegetables, so he was waiting to put them in the pot to stir-fry.

My uncle washed his hands and said with a smile: "The car is good and it's very comfortable to drive. Then, don't be busy. Wait for your mother to call, and you go to the hospital to pick up your grandma. I'll stir-fry these dishes at home."

Yang Jing nodded with a smile.
Chapter completed!