After passing the road ahead, I saw the city's viaduct. As the city develops, more and more viaducts are planted. Under the viaduct, it has become a blessing for many beggars because it can hide the wind and rain.

Su Le smelled the fragrance and saw a fire under the overpass. Although snow was everywhere outside, the overpass was not soaked by wind and snow. A beggar was squatting there guarding a large pot, stewing on the cauldron, stewing pork bones in it, with aromas everywhere, especially on such a cold snowy night, smelling such a fragrance makes people feel salivation and appetite greatly.

Zhuang Qiong took his hand to the overpass, and the beggar got up to salute him, and then left without saying a word.

Zhuang Qiong moved a small stool and tucked it under his butt, and handed another small stool to Su Le.

Su Le took the little stool, sat down opposite him, and smiled and said, "Didn't you ask me to treat you to a meal?"

Zhuang Qiong lifted the lid of the pot, and for a moment, the fog was swelling, and the fragrance sniffed. Zhuang Qiong inserted it into it with chopsticks, and then said, "This bastard, I can't cook a pot of ribs well. I'm really a bunch of prodigal things. I have to do everything myself." He touched a small paper bag from somewhere, put some ingredients into the big pot, then covered the lid again, pulled out a large lunch box from the pile of rags behind, opened the lunch box, filled it with fennel beans, and placed it on the ground. His eyes finally glanced at Su Le and said, "Do you drink?"

Su Le said: "It's okay to drink some with you, but I can't drink enough."

Zhuang Qiong said, "I have a jar of medicinal wine I made myself, it's a big replenishment! You are blessed."

Su Le discovered that Zhuang Qiong was simply a magician. From the pile of rags behind him, a large wine jar filled with at least five kilograms of wine. He took two enamel tea tanks with porcelain, which should be the kind used by the army. Each tea tank was filled with wine.

Zhuang Qiong picked up the teapot and said, "You once invited me to a meal in Huinan, but now I'm asking for it back."

Su Le touched him a teapot, Zhuang Qionggu took a big sip, then picked up an anise bean and threw it into his mouth.

Su Le took a sip and felt that the medicinal wine entered his throat and was spicy like a fire slid down his throat. Then his chest and abdomen burned like a ball of fire. As his blood instantly flowed all over his body, his whole body became hot. Su Le had been digesting the fierce and spicy wine for a long time, and he squeezed an anise bean into his mouth like Zhuangqiong, exhaling and said with a hot breath: "What medicine do you always put in this wine?"

Zhuang Qiong smiled and said, "Are you afraid that I will harm you?"

Su Le said: "I'm afraid you will harm me, so I'll come with you?"

Zhuang Qiong remembered something, and then he pulled out an emergency lamp from the pile of rags behind him and hung it on the cement pier. The world around them seemed to be brighter again. Many winds and snow outside showed no signs of stopping. The north wind was blowing, and sometimes a few snowflakes were blown by the wind to their side. However, Su Le did not feel cold. It may be because of his physical condition, or it may be related to Zhuang Qiong's medicinal wine.

Zhuang Qiong said: "What kind of cooking competition do you do? Do you think my beggar will come after I get the news?"

Su Le smiled and said, "You also think I'm looking for you."

Zhuang Qiong said: "I knew for a long time that I just don't like trouble. It's better for people to live freely.

Looking at Zhuang Qiang, who was sloppy in front of him, it would be difficult to connect him with the leader of the Beggars' Sect if he had not known his identity in advance. Su Le said: "You are the leader of the Beggars' Sect, so you have to pay attention to your image. Not to mention that you are as generous as Song Xuan and Chen Yunfu, you have to get a car to carry on the journey, even if you don't have a car, you have to get a decent house to live in, right? Under this overpass, it is not in line with your identity."

"What is my identity?"

"The leader of the Beggars' Sect!"

"The leader of the Beggars' Sect is also a beggar. What is the identity of a beggar? What kind of pomp? " Zhuang Qiong choked Su Le with one sentence, but he thought he was telling the truth. He picked up the enamel teapot and drank a big sip of wine, threw an anise bean in his mouth: "That unhelpful thing has long lost the glorious tradition of our Beggars' Sect's thrift. I'm too lazy to ask about the gang's affairs, and I have no mood to care about them."

Su Le said: "You can't ignore it. Have you ever heard a famous saying? It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it's hard to go from extravagance to frugality. I'm used to living a good life, and no one wants to live a hard life. I see that many cadres within your Beggars' Gang have been seriously corrupt and it's time to crack down on it."

Zhuang Qiong narrowed his eyes, looked at Su Le, and smashed his mouth twice, as if he was feeling the aftertaste of the medicinal wine, and as if he was expressing his dissatisfaction in this way: "The internal affairs we want have nothing to do with you, don't point fingers to me."

Su Le sighed intentionally and said, "Good medicine is bitter, honest words are unpleasant. Since you don't want to listen, I won't say it anymore. But I must ask some things clearly today."

"Ask! Tell me quickly if you have something to say, and let go when you have farts. The old beggars cannot stand these twists and turns."

Su Le said: "Did you know your identity when you first met me?"

Zhuang Qiong said, "If I knew you were Su Donglai's son, I wouldn't bother to care about your idiots."

Su Le said: "Do you know where my mother is?"

Zhuang Qiong said, "You are quite conscientious!" He lifted the lid of the pot and said, "The meat is ready, eat it first!" He picked up a piece of meat bone, put it in his big bowl, picked up the big bowl and chewed it. The conscience is because Su Le still called Su Meihong the mother. Although Su Meihong kidnapped Su Le from her parents, she raised him for eighteen years, and Su Le couldn't forget her kindness for raising her. However, it was because of Su Meihong's behavior that caused her biological mother to die of depression. From this perspective, she was her own enemy of killing her mother, and Su Le didn't know how to face her until now.

When Zhuang Qiong saw Su Le looking at him, he frowned and said, "What do you think I'm doing? Did I give birth to a better person than your partner? Why don't you eat it? Do you think my beggar is too dirty and don't want to eat in the same pot with me?"

Su Le picked up a piece of meat bone and took a bite. He felt that the meat was stewed soft and crispy. He commented: "It tastes good, but the heat is a bit over."

Zhuang Qiong couldn't help but curse, "You know, how old I am, my teeth are loose. How can I chew if I don't cook like this? Don't think that I can taste the best when I cook. You are still there when I was eating..." He wanted to say eating shit, but when he was on his lips, he felt indecent and swallowed these two words, but when he swallowed them, he felt inappropriate. If he really wanted to swallow it, wouldn't it become that he wanted to eat shit, so he said, "You are still eating shit."

Su Le was really amused and crying: "Old man, let's have a meal, can you not mention this word?"

Zhuang Qiong said, "I said you little bastard, I treat you well from beginning to end. Why do you go against our Beggars' Sect repeatedly?"

Su Le said: "I don't dare to lend me the courage, but your disciples have bullied me at my door. If I allow them to insult, beating and scolding, wouldn't I become a turtle?"

Zhuang Qiong said, "Don't mention the turtle, I haven't eaten one day. Your words have attracted the greed in my stomach."

Su Le smiled and said, "You will not leave for a while, I will treat you to eat!"

Zhuang Qiong said, "You told me the whole story of the conflict with the Beggars' Sect."

Su Le said: "This matter is a long story. If you want to talk about it, you have to start with Nanwu..." So Su Le found Song Xuan and taught him the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing. Later, he was injured in Hengsheng Metal Company. He continued until Chen Yunfu opposed him repeatedly, but Su Le did not mention the ebony order.

Zhuang Qiong frowned when he heard this, and he whispered: "It seems that you haven't explained to me any more, right? Did Song Xuan give you the ebony order?"

Su Le said: "No!" This guy was talking lies with his eyes open, but he didn't feel guilty when he talked lies. After all, Song Xuan entrusted him to him, and he didn't say that he would hand it over to the gang leader Zhuang Qiu. He was entrusted by others to be loyal to others. If Su Le was honest with Zhuang Qiu, he would be sorry to Song Xuan. In a sense, Song Xuan was still his master.

Fortunately, Zhuang Qiang didn't ask any questions, and seemed to believe Su Le's words.

Su Le said: "How is Mr. Song's injury? Why haven't he returned to China for a long time?"

Zhuang Qiong said: "I heard that my eyes have not recovered yet, and I still have to undergo an operation."

Su Le said: "My grandpa, you helped me and asked Mr. Song to teach me the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. I will always remember such a great kindness."

Zhuang Qiong said, "Stop it, it doesn't matter whether you remember it or not. Helping you is just to pay off your debts. Our relationship is limited to this. Don't remember me. There are many people with sweet mouths, but there are also many people who are ungrateful. No one owe the best. After this meal, we will go our separate ways."

Su Le said: "There are many rumors recently that the dog beater and the ebony order are in my hands. This is clearly a trick to cheat me. I don't have these things at all."

Zhuang Qiong took a sip of wine and said, "A man is innocent and possesses a treasure. Someone really wants to cheat you." He paused for a moment and suddenly made a turn: "But why do people want to cheat you instead of cheating others?"

Su Le was stunned by his question: "Didn't you just say it?"

Zhuang Qiong said: "Dog Beat the Dog Stick, Ebony Order is the treasure of our Beggars' Sect, but the leader of the gang, that is, your uncle did not pass these things on me. All he gave me was a seat.

Su Le thought to himself, what does Zhuang Qiong mean? The meaning in his words seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Su Qianjun, the senior leader? Could it be that Su Qianjun passed the position of gang leader to him and offended him? This incident really makes people feel a little confused? What happened back then? Su Qianjun passed the position of gang leader to Zhuang Qiong, not his nephew Su Donglai, and passed it to Zhuang Qiong's leader, but did not pass the dog-beating stick to him. What is this for?
Chapter completed!