Grand Collection

It was the evening of the second day when Second Uncle Kong arrived at the hospital. Kang Chunjie was sitting in front of the bed talking to the unconscious Kong Yi, when suddenly the door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man who looked a little like Kong Yangshan rushed in. .

The two stared at each other for a long time, and Second Uncle Kong came back to his senses, "Hey, are you Kang Chunjie?"

Kang Chunjie nodded and said coldly, "Who are you? Please knock on the door before you come in."

"..." Second Uncle Kong almost choked to death without coming up in one breath, and let out a groan, and said depressedly, "I am your father-in-law!"

Kang Chunjie paused for a moment, still with a dead face, and said indifferently, "Hello, father-in-law."

"...Call Dad!"

"dad."

"It's more or less the same," Second Uncle Kong walked to the bed, looked down at his son for a few seconds, his brows twitched tightly, Kang Chunjie felt that he was going to cry, and was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly saw him suck a breath In a sharp tone, he stretched out his finger, poked Kong Yi's nose and cursed, "Stupid son, why don't you stop cooking after such a small injury? Why don't you take Joe, wake up for me, your wife is so worried that black circles appear Now, I often teach you something, all men who can't protect their wives are fucking trash!"

Standing behind him, Kang Chunjie stared blankly at the elder in front of him pointing at his son and yelling at him, but his face was full of sadness. He couldn't help being moved, and said in a low voice, "Dad, don't scold him, he must want to wake up too, it's just that he is too injured." Heavy."

"Everything is an excuse, this bastard just doesn't want to scold me," Second Uncle Kong punched the person on the bed, and after a while, he lowered his voice and murmured, "Stupid son, I am miserable!" , I can’t ask for it in my whole life, and I have accumulated half a lifetime of virtue to raise such a dog-like idiot like you, you have to wake up, otherwise, what will you do if you ask me to do it?”

Squeak—the door was pushed open, and Kang Tianzhen walked in with his schoolbag on his back, "Dad, is the second dad awake? Oh, where is this grandpa from?"

Uncle Kong looked down at Kang Tianzhen.

Kang Tianzhen looked up at Second Uncle Kong.

Half a minute later, both of them said at the same time, "Oh, I think you look familiar."

Kang Chunjie: "..."

"Damn!" Second Uncle Kong stared and exclaimed, "Damn! Fuck! Fuck!"

Kang Chunjie frowned, "Don't swear in front of children."

Second Uncle Kong covered his mouth with disbelief. He stared at Kang Chunjie for a few seconds, then turned his head abruptly, pointed at Kong Yi and cursed, "Idiot, idiot, idiot! When did you make such a crime? Really? What is it to die! Play to die!!! Chunjie, you must not be as knowledgeable as him, this kid is born stupid, and father will beat him later!"

Kang Chunjie grabbed the child, touched the sweat on his forehead, took off his schoolbag and jacket, took out a tissue and carefully wiped the sweat off his face, "Kang Tianzhen, call me Grandpa."

The child was surprised, "Huh?"

"This grandpa is your own grandpa."

The child tilted his head, "What is a real grandfather? Isn't that white-haired grandfather a real grandfather?"

"That's grandpa, uncle's father." Kang Chunjie's eyes were soft, "This grandpa is your second father's father, so he is a real grandpa."

"Oh," the child wiped off the sweat from his forehead, turned around, and hugged Second Uncle Kong's thigh, "Grandpa, I really miss you."

Second Uncle Kong was flattered, "You...you know me?"

"The second father said," the child said solemnly, "He said that my grandpa is so painful and naive."

Second Uncle Kong is so smart, he can figure out the cause and effect as soon as he turns his head. Looking at this hard-won grandson who is about to crush the old but hard-working heart, he raised his hand tremblingly, stroked the child's hair, and said emotionally. , "Yeah, grandpa loves Xiaotian so much."

The child blinked his big eyes, "Then can you treat me to some crunchy ice?"

"..."

Kang Chunjie's face darkened, "Kang! God! Really!"

"Short oil, I'll just fight for it," Kang Tianzhen Lanhua pointed, "If you don't eat it, don't eat it. Dad, be careful."

Seeing the familiar expression of the child, Second Uncle Kong was so cute that his heart melted. He waved his hand, "Grandpa invites you to eat a hundred!"

As soon as these words came out, Kang Tianzhen's small face suddenly collapsed, and he flattened his mouth, "Second father once said that he would buy me a hundred sticks, woo... Second father..."

As soon as the child turned around, he lay on Kong Yi's hospital bed, weeping in the dark, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooomore..."

The crisp crying made Uncle Kong's heart broken, and he touched the child's head, "Don't cry, don't cry, your second father will wake up... Second father? Why is it second father?"

Kang Chunjie tore the child off the hospital bed, and said flatly, "Because of him two."

The child was forced to leave the field halfway through crying, and was a little unresponsive for a while. He was stunned for two seconds, turned his head, hugged Kang Chunjie's thigh, and continued to cry, "Second father... woo woo..."

The three generations were provocatively recognizing their relatives, when suddenly the door was pushed open, and Kong Xin walked in with things in both hands, "Hey, Second Uncle, you're here, have you gone home yet?"

"Not yet," Second Uncle Kong sat on the sofa with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, his eyes fell on his hand, "Meal delivery? Is there any part for me?"

Kong Xin despised him, "Didn't you flirt with the stewardess while eating and drinking on the plane?"

"I almost broke my intestines on the plane, okay?" Uncle Kong said loudly, "I'm an idiot son lying in the hospital uncertain of life or death, can I eat it? Besides, I've never molested a flight attendant before, obviously the one who molested is the flight attendant!" "

"..."

Kang Tianzhen lay down at the table and took out the lunch box, opened it, poked at the braised pork ribs inside, curled his lips, "It's ribs again, it was ribs yesterday."

Kong Xin gave him a slap in the face, "Uncle, I will cook myself, how dare you give me your opinion?"

"Your cooking is not as good as Uncle Zigeng's."

"It's good to eat something," Kong Xin snorted while rubbing his hair, "No leftovers, I'll beat you if you dare to leave any leftovers!"

"Uncle, you are so cruel."

While talking, Luo Zigeng suddenly strode in, "Is Ah Chun there?"

"Didn't you say you were busy?" Kong Xin squinted, "Why do you have time again?"

"Jealous?" Luo Zigeng smiled, leaned over to wrap his big hands around the back of his head, lowered his head and touched his lips, took out a lacquer box from his bag and put it on the table, "Brother, take a look, how do you feel?"

Kong Xin glanced at it, "The appearance is good, something from the Republic of China."

"Look again."

Kong Xin looked at him suspiciously, picked up the lacquer box, looked around for a while, opened the box, and was stunned for a moment, "Mother and Son Qiankun Box?"

The lid of the box was opened, and a chessboard appeared inside. The chess pieces were large and small, with the heads of Cao Cao and Guan Yu painted on them. They were exactly Hua Rongdao.

"You... you used to be at Xinzheng's midnight auction..."

Luo Zigeng nodded, "I also feel very novel, the two boxes are so similar, and I can't open the same, until I found out..."

As he spoke, he turned the two boxes over and leaned them together.

Kong Xin's eyes widened suddenly, and he saw the exquisite cloud and dragon patterns on the bottom of the two boxes together, forming a pattern of chrysanthemums with pistils waiting to be placed. He asked in surprise, "What is this?"

"I saw this pattern on the lintel of the Kang family mansion in Jingdezhen," Luo Zigeng said, "Ah Chun should recognize it."

Kang Chunjie heard the words and came over, took a look, and was taken aback, "This is the previous family emblem. The Fuliang Kang family has been a big family since ancient times. This box should belong to the Kang family."

"Hua Rong said," Luo Zigeng handed the two boxes to Kang Chunjie, "Can you open them?"

Kang Chunjie glanced at it and said arrogantly, "It's too simple for me."

Kong Xin was speechless, "...then open it."

"Put it here first, and I'll open it for you when I have time."

Luo Zigeng smiled and said, "Then I'll leave it to you. It just so happens that you're quite bored here, and it's not bad to play Huarong Dao games."

"I'm not bored," Kang Chunjie said seriously, "With Ah Yi by my side, I won't feel bored at all."

On the day of Zhang Qiang's theft trial, Kong Xin and Kang Chunjie went to the court. They didn't see each other in just a few days. Zhang Qiang, who was still three points handsome at the beginning, had completely reduced to a rough man with a beard.

Kong Xin sat on the seat with Erlang's legs crossed, glanced at Pan Nanhua who was not far away with his bodyguard and secretary, and pressed Kang Chunjie's wrist beside him, whispering, "Don't cause trouble!"

Kang Chunjie struggled twice but did not break free, he gritted his teeth, "He killed Ah Yi, I will kill him!"

"He brought bodyguards," Kong Xin said coolly, "You can't even beat me, so how can you beat his bodyguards? I'm afraid you were caught by a small catch before you got close."

"Then I will die with him!"

"Is Ah Yi dead?"

"you!"

"Ayi is still alive and well. Although he hasn't woken up yet, the doctor said he is very optimistic and will wake up within three to five days." Kong Xin looked into his eyes, "I understand your feelings, but , Ah Chun, even for Ah Yi, you have to hold your breath."

Kang Chunjie gritted his teeth and sat down, and said angrily, "I won't let him go!"

"We won't let him go."

The public prosecutor has already asked in court: Zhang Qiang, at 7:18 p.m. on July 11, you sneaked into the collection room of your boss Pan Nanhua's home and exchanged a green-glazed Shanxi enamel pot with a fake one. Is this true?

Kong Xin looked at Pan Nanhua and saw him showing a smug smile.

Zhang Qiang did not answer this question.

The prosecutor asked again, and the smile on Pan Nanhua's face faded. After thinking for a while, he turned to look at Kong Xin.

Kong Xin raised two fingers to him, made a V sign, and bent his fingers.

Pan Nanhua's face suddenly became very ugly.

I only heard Zhang Qiang say plainly, "That's not true."

There was a commotion at the scene, and the prosecutor obviously didn't expect him to withdraw his confession on the spot, "According to the video provided by Pan Nanhua, you did sneak into the collection room..."

"That video is fake," Zhang Qiang said indifferently, "Kong Yi exposed the lie on the spot, which caused a credibility crisis. In order to save the image, Pan Nanhua promised to give me 80 to confess my guilt."

Pan Nanhua gasped in disbelief, almost breathless, turned his head to look at Kong Xin, "Is that you?"

Kong Xin praised, "Smart."

"How do you..."

"Mr. Pan, Mr. Pan, how can a person walk by the river without getting his shoes wet?" Kong Xin moved a few places beside him, and said with a soft smile, "Even the gangsters know that a friend's wife can't be bullied. At such an advanced age, the second child can't even lift up, so how could he cause trouble because of it?"

Pan Nanhua stared at him, his face suddenly turned livid, he took two deep breaths, his trembling hands were almost about to pull away, the secretary next to him quickly took out the medicine and fed him to swallow.

Kong Xin smiled leisurely, leaned close to him, and laughed in a low voice, "President Pan, take care of yourself, the game is playing happily, you big villain boss, don't get disconnected halfway."