my old life

Chapter 3256 The True Face of Lushan

As the saying goes, brothers work together to cut gold, but if brothers kill each other and their relatives turn against each other, no matter how big the family is, it will be destroyed!
"If you question my words, then I have nothing to say, but you should not question Bei Wang, let alone an old man's care of his son."

"take care of?"

"Bei Wang has so many godsons, including me, but godsons can make people willing to work hard as long as they give benefits, but real sons are different!"

"That's right, what he said is absolutely right. Don't question a father's care and protection of his son. It's just that he didn't expect such a young and powerful helper and friend."

I don't know when there was another person behind me, I didn't even notice when he appeared in this room!

It seems that he is only about 30 years old, not tall and thin, with a flat temperament and even a bit simple and honest. Such a person makes it impossible for me to connect with Beiwang's second son no matter what.

But if you look carefully, his eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Bei Wang's, which belongs to the kind of appearance that looks like a father and son in a crowd.

I looked her up and down, and he looked at me too...

If it is calculated based on his 30 years old this year, then Bei Wang had this son when he was about 50 to [-] years old, which can be regarded as an old man.

"Hi, nice to meet you!" He took the initiative to reach out to me, he is completely different from the mentally handicapped, he looks like a normal person.

But he doesn't have the quack aura of a quack, and he doesn't have a refined aura. He looks like an ordinary person, a very ordinary person!
"Hello, you are a bit different from what I imagined, but I am also very glad to meet you...Second Young Master."

I shook hands with him politely. His hands were a little rough, not like a pair of pampered hands at all, but rough like those who often do rough and heavy work.

"Mr. Ming, I've heard your story and your name, but I don't think I'm qualified to be friends with you."

"Oh? Why?" I asked curiously. Apart from being surprised, I was more puzzled.

Before that, my second uncle said that Bei Wang's son is an imbecile. I never questioned my second uncle's words, because I knew he would not lie to me... Even if he lied to me, it was for my own good!

I once guessed that he might be a person who disguises and hides deeply, because an imbecile will not pose a threat to anyone, so there is no need for the eldest son of the King of the North to get rid of him!
For the eldest son of the Northern King, not only would a waste not help him, but he would be infamous for killing his brothers... It's not worth it!
"Muzi, you go out first, I want to talk to Mr. Ming alone, can you?"

As soon as these words came out, Li Muzi nodded obediently, her eyes were a bit complicated, as if the current situation exceeded her expectations, and it also exceeded my expectations!
I took out a cigarette and lit it, I don't know what he wants to talk to me, but he wants to talk to me alone, it must be about working together...

In a blink of an eye, there were only him and I left in the room, sitting on the sofa facing each other, his eyes looked very sincere, his whole person looked harmless, and he even carried a simple aura about him.

I am very familiar with this kind of aura. When I was in my hometown, those mountain men who faced the loess and their backs to the sky all had such eyes and aura... Such information should not appear on the son of the Northern King at all!
But now it is indeed such a person who looks eighty percent similar to Bei Wang appearing in front of me, which makes me at a loss.

"You are curious, shouldn't I be like this? You should think that I should be like my father, a shrewd and capable Jianghu man?"

"That's right, that's true." I admitted this idea frankly, and most people should also have this idea.

"Actually, your thoughts only represent your thoughts, not mine. I have the right to choose my way of life. No one can interfere with me. Are you right?"

"That's right, that's true. You can control your own destiny and live the way you want to live. This is also a kind of success in life."

I admire his life attitude and posture, and I also appreciate his calmness, his face is very calm from the beginning to the end.

Many people in this world can't live the way they want, and they will have regrets more or less. Some are not brave enough to change or break through, and some are not capable of changing the status quo.

I don't know which one he belongs to, but he strikes me as completely harmless, I don't feel any hostility in his eyes or in his breath, nor any shrewdness.

"Today is the first time we meet. If possible, I invite you to visit my workshop and the world I like."

"Yes, no problem!" I agreed without hesitation, I don't know what kind of person this is, and how his hands became like this.

This man is beyond all my previous cognition and all my experience, because in the past, I have never met anyone like him, never!
I got up and prepared to follow him out of the room, but he didn't leave. He just pressed the mechanism on the wall lightly, and a hidden staircase appeared in front of us.

Unexpectedly, the basement was also repaired, maybe this is why he was able to appear behind me without a sound just now!
I observed the entire room and found that there are many cameras in the room, 360 degrees with no dead angle at all, everyone's every move here will be recorded and seen clearly by others!
He watched me from the moment I entered the room, and every word and expression I said to Li Muzi was clearly recorded.

In the corner of this room is a pile of processing machines, all of which look very simple, covered with mud, and there are some bottles and cans beside them.

No matter how you look at it, I feel that these things should not appear here, because the contrast is too great!

"Look at these things, do you like them?"

Some of these bottles and jars have just been made, some have no color on them, and some are painted with exquisite colors, like the kind of handicrafts sold in stores.

Some of the rest are only half-painted, with various paints on the side.

"Did you make all these things?" I asked curiously, and he nodded with a smile.

In fact, I know that everyone has their own hobbies, and different people have different hobbies. Some people like to play mahjong, some like to fish, and some like to do weird things.

But this is the first time I have seen someone with this hobby!

"Are you interested in trying it?"

"Okay! Anyway, I don't have anything to do now." I agreed straight away. I was curious about things I hadn't touched before, and I was willing to try.

He turned on the power, and two things like millstones started to spin quickly, and he started mixing mud beside him.

It's just ordinary mud, but he added a lot of things into it, some are powder, some are liquid... Although I don't know what it is, it seems that it should be the necessary raw material for making pottery.

I didn't expect to meet such a guy, don't know if he would be as weird as Mike who played the piano, but I think he is very interesting!
He put a piece of mud in front of me, and with the rotation of the turntable, his hands began to shape the mud... It was only at this moment that I knew what was the cause of his rough hands.

But it's hard to imagine that a pair of rough hands can make such exquisite pottery bottles and jars, but everything is happening right in front of your eyes!
A pile of mud soon became a vase, which looked so delicate, and what shocked me even more was his expression at this moment!

His eyes are so serious and devoted, which shows that he enjoys this matter very much, and he puts all his energy on this vase.

At this moment, I suddenly understood why others said he was a waste, an imbecile...

I also understand what he said just now that everyone's understanding of him is just other people's opinions, and it does not represent himself.

(End of this chapter)