Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

0Father of Yang leaned on the bedside, his eyes unfocused. He turned around to see that Yang Lang did not have a single reaction, he had been peeling off the apple on the side and gnawing on it, his heart filled with anger.    

    

"How can I have a son like you, what use do I have for you!" Father of Yang shouted in anger.    

    

Yang Lang raised his head and laughed, "Don't you still have a son? You're looking for him? He can help you pay for your medical fees and he can even buy a house for you. Go and find him? "    

    

Father of Yang looked at Yang Lang's carefree look, and his anger rose even higher, "Why don't you have any drive, as long as you can earn enough money to support yourself, I won't do something so shameful!"    

    

"What about me? How are you ashamed? " Yang Lang took a bite of the apple, still not caring.    

    

"You! "You!" Father of Yang was so angry that he was trembling, he pointed to the door and said: "We were selling things on the streets and were seen by the people outside. Now even the young nurse is running over to me, asking me, this old man who lives in a high class ward, why did I run out to set up a stall? Do you have no money left to pay for the medical fees? "    

    

"Where do you think my old face is facing?" Father of Yang looked towards the door and saw that there was someone outside eavesdropping, making him even more furious.    

    

Yang Lang shook his head and laughed, "Then what do you think we should do?"    

    

"Have you called since the police? Have you asked about the situation? " Father of Yang let out a light sigh, and lowered his voice a little.    

    

"It's no use. We've already released an investigation notice, but what's the use? "Can't catch it, or can't catch it." Yang Lang said.    

    

"I'll make you look down on your crotch! With this kind of thing, how much money do you think our family will have to continue losing like this? " The Father of Yang shouted in anger.    

    

Yang Lang laughed as he raised his head to look at the Father of Yang, "Dad, I say, there is a place where there must be a lot of good stuff. If I can take them out, it would be a violation of the law, do you think?"    

    

Father of Yang was startled, then asked: "Where?"    

    

"Yang Bo's house!"    

    

Father of Yang was stunned, he stared at Yang Lang, "Only you know about it!"    

    

Then, Father of Yang revealed a smile on his face, "This is indeed a good idea, isn't he not in Jinling now? Since we can't even let him come back when we're in front of his shop, then let's go and get something from his house.    

    

Yang Lang also laughed, "Right, even if Big Brother takes little brother's things, it doesn't count as stealing!"    

    

"Do you know what good things are in his house?" Father of Yang looked at Yang Lang.    

    

Yang Lang laughed, "Most of the things that he can take back are definitely good stuff. As long as he can take out one or two or take some money back, it would be good."    

    

The Father of Yang nodded, "Indeed it is. Good, go and buy some good stuff, we will go over tonight, and when your mother comes, don't tell her that we are going to go out and earn money."    

    

"Alright, Dad, I'll go and prepare first!" After Yang Lang finished speaking, he immediately left.    

    

Father of Yang sat on the bed in a daze for a while, grinning and laughing.    

    

When the Mother of Yang returned, he ate dinner and used the excuse of going out for a walk. The Father of Yang shook off the Father of Yang and took a taxi to the entrance of the district.    

    

Arriving at the building that Yang Bo was in, Yang Lang looked at the Father of Yang. "Do you remember which floor is it?"    

    

"Thirteenth floor." Father of Yang said.    

    

Yang Lang was stunned, he had never been here before, and he did not know what floor it was exactly at, but when he heard Father of Yang's words, he immediately became anxious, "Dad, why didn't you say so earlier? Thirteenth floor, how are we going to climb up? "    

    

Father of Yang laughed, "You can rest assured. I have long since observed the situation here, you will know when you get up there."    

    

Yang Lang looked at Father of Yang in shock, his face immediately flushed red. "What are you looking at?"    

    

"Dad, did you have this thought for a long time?" Why didn't you say so earlier? " Yang Lang said excitedly.    

    

Father of Yang blushed, "What nonsense are you spouting!"    

    

Yang Lang laughed, the two of them followed one person up the elevator to the top floor.    

    

Noticing that the door to the pavilion was locked, Yang Lang looked at Father of Yang and asked, "How do we get up?"    

    

Father of Yang pointed to the skylight in the middle of the floor and said, "Aren't there any skylights here?"    

    

Yang Lang glanced at it, "The sky window is too high, I can't climb up."    

    

"Idiot, it's a escalator!" Father of Yang said.    

    

Yang Lang realised and looked towards Father of Yang: "Can you do it?"    

    

Father of Yang shook his head, "I'll give it my all this time!"    

    

While speaking, Father of Yang squatted down and said to Yang Lang: "Come up!"    

    

Yang Lang carried his backpack and stepped on Father of Yang's legs. With a little strength, he climbed onto Father of Yang's shoulders.    

    

Father of Yang clenched his teeth, his body on the verge of collapse. Especially when Yang Lang stood on his shoulder, it made him feel like his body was collapsing.    

    

Fortunately, Yang Lang was very fast, and quickly he climbed to the top. Yang Lang put down the rope, and while Father of Yang was pulling the rope, he felt a bit of dizziness, and after a long while, he finally managed to climb up.    

    

The two of them were extremely tired, so they rested and lied down on the roof. It was still too early, and many people were still outside, so they had to wait until 10 o'clock.    

    

It was early winter, and the weather was cold. The father and son duo hid at the side of the rooftop pavilion, their legs and feet numb from the cold. They did not dare to stamp their feet, only rubbing their hands together and blowing on them to keep them warm.    

    

When it was almost time and there were less and less people downstairs, the father and son couldn't wait to tie the rope to the water pipe on the roof.    

    

The Father of Yang warned: "We are on the 18th floor, we will be there by the five windows."    

    

Yang Lang nodded, "Alright!"    

    

Noticing that there was no one downstairs, Yang Lang tied a skid-proof rope around his body and hung it on the rope before sliding down.    

    

Father of Yang said in a low voice: "Be careful!"    

    

Yang Lang carefully moved down the stairs. It was his first time doing this, and his hands and feet weren't very agile, but he was pretty daring, and quickly slid to the fifth floor. Seeing that there was no one in the room, he couldn't help but laugh.    

    

Once he entered the room, Yang Lang was relieved. He turned on the lights, opened the refrigerator, and saw a roasted chicken inside. He immediately beamed with happiness.    

    

He took out the roasted chicken and directly tore it open with his hands, then quickly took a big bite. He did not forget his mission, after thinking for a moment, he followed Father of Yang's instructions and found a study room.    

    

The study room's door was not locked, so he entered the study room. He smelt the smell of smoke, and thought about how Yang Bo usually did not smoke, so wouldn't he have to smoke secretly now? Thinking about it this way, he started to secretly hate Yang Bo, who was hiding at home. He called him for so many days, but he still didn't answer?    

    

With this thought, he started to act impolitely. Seeing the many pieces of porcelain on the bookshelf in his study, he stuffed them all into his bag!    

    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]