Chapter 672 Neighbor Master

  Go back from get off work in the evening, Guo Xiang parked his car under a tree at the entrance of the alley.

  The alley is more difficult to drive in with a small car. Generally, she parks the car outside, and only drives the car in and parks in front of her house unless there is an emergency.

   got out of the car and walked into the alley. Suddenly, he heard someone shouting for help and several people cursing.

  Guo Xiang looked forward, two or three gangsters surrounded an old man in his sixties, kicking and cursing. The old man’s glasses were hit on the ground, and he squatted on the ground with his head in arms, calling for help.

   "What are you doing?" Guo Xiang shouted.

   "I want you to take care of your nostalgia? This old man owes us money, and it is only right to repay the debt." One of them said viciously.

  Guo Xiang frowned, "Then you can't beat people like this, he is so old, what should I do if he is killed?"

   "Can you control it?" The little **** became unhappy, "He is dragging the money and not paying it back. He deserves to be beaten to death!"

   As he raised his fist and slammed it on the old man’s head, Guo Xiang grabbed his hand and said, “If you hit me again, I will call the police!”

The man struggled twice but didn't break away, his face changed. They were used to fighting knowing that Guo Xiang had some effort in his hands, "Okay, look at the face of this beautiful woman today, old man, we will come to you again in two days, no more Don't blame us for paying back the money!"

  Guo Xiang let go when he said that, and several people glanced at her and left.

   "Uncle, how are you?" Guo Xiang hurriedly went to help the old man.

The old man touched the glasses with trembling hands. Guo Xiang quickly picked up the glasses and handed them to him. The legs of the glasses were already broken. The old man put the glasses on his nose and almost fell off slantingly, so he had to hold it with his hands. live.

   "Girl, thank you!" The old man thanked Guo Xiang after he saw Guo Xiang clearly.

   "You are welcome!" Guo Xiang nodded, "You are... those people want to blackmail you?"

   "That's not the case, I did owe them money, and I haven't paid for it for a while..." The old man was a little embarrassed.

   "How much do you owe?" Guo Xiang couldn't help but ask curiously.

   "One thousand!" The old man held out a finger.

  Guo Xiang fringed eyebrows, to be honest, a thousand is really not a small amount for people nowadays, I wonder why this old man wants so much money for?

  However, she doesn’t ask too much before she’s in her life. She’s not a Virgin, so she can’t say to help him pay back the money?

   "What about your family, let them find a way." Guo Xiang said.

   "I have no family." The old man gave a wry smile, "No children and no daughters."

  Guo Xiang pressed the corner of his mouth. He was also a poor man, and said, "Where is your home? I'll take you home."

   "It's no trouble." The old man waved his hand, "My house is right in the front, just a few steps away."

  "Your home is in this alley?" Guo Xiang was surprised. It shouldn't be bad to have a house here, right?

   "My house is also in front. My house has medicine. I will help you get some medicine by the way." Guo Xiang said.

   "No, no, I'll just go home and do it by myself." The old man shook his head repeatedly.

  Standing on the wall, he almost knelt down when he was about to take a step. It may be that a few people just hurt his foot.

   "Be careful!" Guo Xiang hurriedly supported the old man again, "I'll help you pass."

   Anyway, he said it shouldn’t be far ahead.

   "Thank you, then!" The old man nodded, but he couldn't walk anymore. Someone helped him a little better.

  Guo Xiang helped the old man walk forward, crossed his yard and two more rooms to the old man’s house.

  No wonder she hadn't seen this old man before, Guo Xiang thought, usually she would not go forward when she got home, so she rarely met the people inside.

   At the door of the house, the old man took out the key and opened the door. Guo Xiang helped him to step into the threshold.

  The yard was messy, full of various shelves, and some semi-finished porcelain was scattered on the shelves, and some porcelain fell to the ground.

  Guo Xiang didn’t understand, is this still a porcelain factory?

   "I made you laugh." The old man looked at his messy home a little embarrassed.

  Guo Xiang found a fairly clean chair from the yard and brought it to the old man to sit down, “I have medicine at home, I’ll get it for you.”

   "No, it's too much trouble." The old man waved his hand again and again.

   "It's okay, I'm a doctor, and I have ready-made medicine at home." Guo Xiang smiled.

  The old man was a little surprised to hear that she was a doctor, "Then I will trouble you."

  Guo Xiang nodded, and went straight into the room to get the medicine box when he got home.

   "What's the matter? Injured?" Gu Zhennan asked when she was looking for the medicine box.

   "It's not me. I just met an uncle in the alley. He is injured and has no family members. I will give him some medicine." Guo Xiang said, lifting the medicine box.

   "I'll go with you!" Gu Zhennan said, taking the medicine box over.

  The old man was still sitting in the living room, turning on a dim light, sitting there alone, looking very pitiful.

   "Master!" Guo Xiang called out.

   "Hey, are you here? Too much trouble for you." The old man said.

   "It's okay, no trouble, I'm used to it." Guo Xiang smiled.

  The old man was a little surprised to see a young man following Guo Xiang behind him. Guo Xiang quickly said: "This is my love, come with me..."

   "Trouble..." The old man became more embarrassed.

   "It's okay!" Gu Zhennan responded and put down the medicine box.

  First, I looked for trauma medicine to help the old man’s face rubbing medicine, and found that his glasses had been glued, and he used a piece of white tape to glue the temples of the glasses. They were very old and should be worn for a long time.

After rubbing the wounds on his face, Guo Xiang rolled up the old man’s trousers again, and found a large piece of blue on the ankle. He hurriedly touched it with his hand, and turned his ankle. Fortunately, there should be no bone injury, so he took it again. The Chinese traditional medicine helped him rub it up.

   "Little girl, I really trouble you..." The old man felt embarrassed when he saw that Guo Xiang didn't dislike it at all.

   "It's okay, we are not neighbors, we should take care of each other." Guo Xiang smiled.

  The old man sighed heavily and seemed very melancholy.

   "Master, who are those? Why do you owe so much money?" Guo Xiang couldn't help asking.

  "It's a long story..." The old man sighed again and talked about his situation.

  The old man's surname is Rong, and his name is Rong Yunxiang. He used to be a teacher at a university in Beijing, teaching archaeology.

   was sent to the countryside in the 1960s, and it took more than ten years to come back. The government also returned his yard to him.

  But he was too old to continue teaching, so he retired and now lives on a meager retirement salary.

  Although he used to be a university teacher, he hasn't worked for so many years. In fact, his retirement salary is not as much as that of other teachers. Of course, he is still enough for him alone.

  However, because of his profession, he has always had a hobby of collecting cultural relics. In the past few years in the countryside, he saw good things and collected them, and the only little money was spent on it.

  (End of this chapter)