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Chapter 277

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Xiao Qiudong's car was a Chevrolet Cruze, and the official guide price was around 130,000. When Xiao Luo saw the car, information about it appeared in his mind. This was related to the car knowledge that he had spent 100 points to exchange. As long as it was a car on the market, he could see the price, body parameters, power performance, safety technology, and so on at a glance.

Because there was a breastfeeding baby in the car, the air in the car was filled with a faint smell of milk.

"Xiao Luo, are you still working as a product engineer at Huahai Corporation in Jiangcheng?" Xiao Qiudong started the conversation as he drove.

Xiao Luo shook his head. "No, I quit."

"Then you've jumped ship."

Xiao Qiudong looked at Xiao Luo from the rearview mirror with a smile on his face. "It's said that if you work at Huahai Corporation for two or three years and then jump to another company, your salary will quadruple. Your monthly salary must be over 10,000, right?"

Xiao Luo didn't answer this question. He just returned a smile and changed the topic. "Is your wife carrying a boy or a girl?"

"Of course it's a boy with a handle. His name is Xiao Zile, and he's registered in Taiwan. When he grows up, he'll go to school with his maternal grandparents," Xiao Qiudong said with a smile.

"According to our customs, there's a banquet to celebrate the birth of a boy, right? Have you done it?" Xiao Luo asked.

Xiao Qiudong joked. "When we go back, we'll prepare for it for a day. You're just in time, so you can't miss out on a red packet."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely give Zile a red packet!" Xiao Luo said in a joking tone.

"You can't give me too little, or I won't agree. Hahaha …" Xiao Qiudong laughed evilly.

Xiao Luo raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything.

"Oh, right."

Xiao Qiudong suddenly took out his iPhone from his pocket and threw it over. "It's not easy for me to use it while I'm driving, so I saved your number in it. Seriously, why didn't you tell me that you changed your contact number? You really don't treat me as a brother."

Xiao Luo was slightly taken aback. He clearly remembered that it was Xiao Qiudong who changed his contact information. Therefore, when Xiao Qiudong said this sentence, he felt very strange.

However, he didn't point it out. Without saying a word, he picked up Xiao Qiudong's phone and added his contact information in the address book. Then, he used Xiao Qiudong's phone to call his own number and also saved Xiao Qiudong's contact information.

"That's enough."

After that, he handed the iPhone back to Xiao Qiudong.

Xiao Qiudong took back his phone and asked, "Xiao Luo, what brand is your phone?"

"It's not a brand. It's domestic," Xiao Luo said.

"Domestic phones are rubbish. The more you use it, the more laggy it gets. The battery life is also short. After using it for half a year, you have to charge it at least twice a day."

Xiao Qiudong had a lot of complaints about domestic phones. "When you have the money, you can buy an iPhone. The interface is first-class, and the response speed is first-class. Although it's a little expensive, it's worth the price."

Xiao Luo laughed and said, "Forget it, I'll support domestic phones."

"It's good to be patriotic, but it's better to buy a personal item like a mobile phone. After all, it's a symbol of status. Domestic phones are the representative of trash. Now that your monthly salary is more than 10,000 yuan, you should have a more personal mobile phone," Xiao Qiudong said.

Xiao Luo only responded with a smile and didn't say anything.





It took two hours to drive from Zhoukou City to the county town. It took even more time to drive from the county town to Luo Village because the road from the county town to Luo Village was not easy to walk on. It even turned into a dirt road in the end. Fortunately, it was drizzling, so it didn't raise a cloud of dust.

Xiao Qiudong's wife, Li Honglian, didn't say a word. Oh, no, to be precise, she didn't say a word to Xiao Luo. She talked and laughed with Xiao Qiudong.

Xiao Luo saw a trace of contempt in her eyes, especially after he answered Xiao Qiudong's question and said that he didn't buy a car or a house, and he didn't even have a girlfriend. The contempt in her eyes became even more obvious.

Of course, Xiao Luo didn't care. For him, Li Honglian was a stranger. Even Xiao Qiudong gradually became a stranger. He could no longer find the feeling they had when they were young. Maybe it was because of him, or maybe it was because of Xiao Qiudong. But no matter what, the relationship between the two seemed close, but it was a fact that they were estranged.

At nine o 'clock in the evening, they finally returned to the place where they grew up — Luo Village.

At this time, Xiao Qiudong's son suddenly cried. No matter how Li Honglian coaxed him, it was useless.

"Xiao Luo, do you want to go home first or go to your father's farm first?" Xiao Qiudong asked.

Xiao Luo thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to my father's farm first."

Seven years ago, when his parents came back from working in another city, they contracted an abandoned piece of land and started a farm. Their main focus was breeding, and farming was secondary. His parents ate and lived on the farm for seven years. The farm was in the wilderness, and it took at least ten minutes to get to the place where the villagers lived by riding a motorcycle.

"It's not on the way to the farm."

Xiao Qiudong showed an awkward expression. "Look at my son crying so hard. He must be feeling unwell somewhere. I have to hurry back and ask someone to see what's going on. It's fine if you go back to your grandparents' house first, but you have to go to the farm first. Besides, the road on your father's farm is too bad. My car is not an SUV. It's easy to hit the chassis."

"Then I'll get off here. I'll call my father to pick me up." Xiao Luo already knew what he meant and said it himself.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Luo. It's not that I don't want to send you there, but my son …" Xiao Qiudong said apologetically.

"I understand. Don't take it to heart."

Xiao Luo comforted him, then opened the door and got out.

"That's good. By the way, don't forget the things in the trunk." Xiao Qiudong opened the trunk again.

Xiao Luo didn't say anything. He walked over and took out the things in the trunk, but left a bag of gifts.

He closed the trunk, walked to Xiao Qiudong's driver's seat, and knocked on the window. "Wax gourd, I left you a bag. Take it as a thank you gift for sending me back!"

Xiao Qiudong opened the window a tiny crack, afraid that the drizzle would drift in. A complicated expression flashed across his face, and then he smiled. "Thanks, brother. I'm leaving."

After that, he closed the window and drove away. The red taillights gradually disappeared from Xiao Luo's sight.

As soon as the car left, Xiao Luo's vision was dark. However, his ability to adapt was strong. After the bone marrow cleansing of Yi Jin Jing and the physique of the King of Mercenaries, his eyes slowly adapted to the darkness. It was as if he was wearing sunglasses in broad daylight. He could see the surrounding grass and trees.

The drizzle fell silently, and the ground was muddy. The drizzle turned into a thick fog that pervaded the mountains.

The familiar mountains, the familiar countryside, and the familiar farmland …

Xiao Luo greedily breathed in the fresh air here.

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