Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

The oldest child swallowed, and the other children also showed curiosity and desire, but the innocent wariness still did not completely disappear.

"Uncle, can you show it to us?" The little girl spoke first. There was a hint of uncertainty in her voice, but more of curiosity about the mysterious glass bead.

The burly man smiled slightly, seemingly satisfied that his "bait" had worked.

He approached slowly, deliberately slowing down his movements, allowing the glass beads in his hand to gently rotate between his fingers. Every rotation seemed to create ripples in the children's hearts.

"Of course." He simply handed the glass beads in his hand over to the children for them to look at.

The children began to discuss quietly. Some pointed to their own colorful marbles as a comparison, saying that they were birthday gifts from their mothers, but they were not as beautiful as the current one.

Some of them held the peculiarly shaped marble tightly and told their friends beside them that although it was not beautiful enough, it represented courage and adventure.

Seeing that the fire was almost ready, the burly man continued, "This is the most ordinary-looking of the glass beads in my collection. Since you like it so much, how about I give it to you?"

"Really?" The children looked happy and looked at each other. The oldest child asked hesitantly, "But there is only one. How do we divide it?"

"This is easy. Your parents should have taught you the story of Kong Rong giving away his pears, right? This one is for the youngest child among you. If others want one, you can come with me to my house to get it."

"As I just said, this glass bead is just the most inconspicuous one among my many collections. I have many glass balls at home that are more beautiful than this one."

"Uncle is an adult now. He can't play the glass bead game anymore. Otherwise, my friends will laugh at me. But you are different. I can give you the remaining glass beads at home."

"Well? Do you want to see my collection of glass jewelry?"

After hearing this, the children's eyes sparkled with excitement, "We want to go! We want to go!" The other children responded in unison impatiently, their hearts filled with curiosity and yearning for the unknown treasure.

The burly man smiled slightly, with a hint of cunning and complacency in his smile. It was obvious that he was very satisfied that his "bait" strategy had produced the desired effect.

He gently patted the head of the nearest child and pretended to be mysterious: "Then you better follow closely. My glass jewelry is hidden in a secret place. I won't tell anyone."

Having said this, he turned around and began to lead the way, and the children followed closely behind him, like a group of happy little birds, chirping and discussing what the treasure they were about to see would look like.

He didn't notice the fiery look in the eyes of the burly man and the thin man at all.

"Cui Cui, where are you going?" A familiar voice pierced through the children's laughter. It was Cuicui's grandfather, who ran a small clinic here.

We specialize in treating daily minor illnesses such as headaches, fever, colds, etc. for neighbors in the community.

When Cui Cui heard her grandfather's voice, a bright smile immediately broke out on her face. She ran towards her grandfather excitedly, still tightly holding the glass bead she got from the burly man in her hand.

"Grandpa, look, these are the glass beads that my uncle gave us. He said he has many more beautiful glass beads in his collection!"

Upon hearing this, my grandfather frowned slightly. He looked up at the burly man and the thin man beside him, his eyes revealing a bit of scrutiny and vigilance.

At the same time, because of Grandpa Cuicui's call, the old people who had been concentrating on chatting and drinking tea not far away came over with steady steps.

Although they are called old people, they are actually less than 60 years old and still look quite strong. Pengcheng is going rural, and these people cannot find jobs due to their age.

The fields are not cultivated, and the children are working, so the elderly no longer have to worry about not having food to eat. The idle elderly have time to gather and chat every day, and take care of their grandchildren.

"I have never seen you two in Luojia Village. Where are you planning to take my grandson?"

The bearded old man seemed to have great prestige in Luojia Village. As he finished speaking, the other old men who were originally watching surrounded the two of them with unfriendly looks.

Seeing this, the smile on the burly man's face gradually faded, replaced by a barely perceptible hint of nervousness and panic.

He took a deep breath and tried to explain in more intimate terms:

"Oh, old man, you misunderstood. We just wanted to take the children to see my little collection because we saw they were having fun. If you don't believe me, I don't have to take them."

The thin man at the side also quickly agreed, forcing out a slightly stiff smile: "Yes, yes, yes, we just want to see the children happy. If you don't believe us, we can completely not bring them."

The bearded old man looked at his grandson and asked in a deep voice, "Xiaohao, do these two want to take you to see his collection?"

The little boy named Xiaohao wiped his nose, avoided his gaze, and quietly shielded the other children in front of him. His grandfather always had a serious face, and he was afraid.

Seeing this, the bearded old man shook his head helplessly, and then fixed his eyes on the youngest child among the children: "Cuicui, can you help answer grandpa's question?"

Although Cuicui was also afraid of this serious-looking grandfather, she came from Hong Kong Island after all. Seeing her grandfather nod slightly, she plucked up the courage to respond to the bearded old man's question.

He also recounted to everyone in detail the process of his acquaintance with the two uncles beside him.

When the rhetoric used to fool the children reached the ears of the elderly people gathered around, the space in the circle suddenly became small and dull.

A thin, impatient old man hurriedly took out an old bird gun that had been abandoned for many years from his home, raised it in his hand, and shouted to the crowd:

"Go! Let's go check it out! If you don't let us see your collection, I'll shoot you."

The sturdy man and the thin man looked at each other in bewilderment. They had not expected to encounter such united and vigilant villagers. After hesitating for a moment, the sturdy man laughed dryly:

"Haha, my house is a little small, and we were inconsiderate this time. Since everyone is so worried, forget it. I'll invite you and the kids next time if I have the chance."

After saying that, the two of them looked at everyone nervously, hoping that a way would appear for them to leave.

The thin old man squeezed into the crowd and pointed his musket directly at the two people, with a fierce look on his face: "Take us to see your collection, or I will kill you now!"

Facing the ferocious look of the thin old man who showed no sign of retreat and the muzzle of the musket pointed directly at them, sweat began to drip down the faces of the sturdy man and the thin man, and they suddenly felt how hot Shenzhen was in September.

The burly man swallowed his saliva and explained with a trembling voice: "Uncle, please don't be impulsive. We...we really don't have any bad intentions."

"Click..." The sound of the bolt being pulled instantly reached the ears of the two men. "If you dare to say another word of nonsense, don't blame me for being rude."

The thin old man had a sharp look in his eyes, and the bird gun in his hand was pointed steadily at the two people. The atmosphere was extremely tense. The old people around also formed a circle, with serious expressions, and no intention of giving in.

The sturdy man took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Well, since everyone insists, I will take you to see my collection."