Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

Yang Bo looked at the streets outside, a little dazed. Ever since he had gotten his hands on the first treasure map, he had wanted to find a treasure.    

The appearance of the Hong siblings was unexpected, but it was understandable. After all, it was normal for Hong Xiuquan's descendants to know the location of his tomb.    

Yang Bo had always been guessing who exactly hid the treasure map inside the Golden Toad. After all, the Golden Toad was a miracle and could not be found by ordinary people. Moreover, who exactly dug out the hole they went into?    

It seemed like there was no way to answer these questions.    

Yang Bo got his free time, he was completely lazy, with water pouring into the cup of tea, the tea leaves floated up along with it, the tender shoots gradually spreading outwards.    

"Bo?"    

Yang Bo suddenly heard a greeting, raised his head and looked, to see Yang Lang walking in with a smile on his face.    

Yang Bo nodded, "Sit."    

Yang Lang laughed, "Ever since Bo came out, he became more imposing, and even his temperament became different. He was like a factory manager, imposing, and had a style too!"    

Yang Bo poured a cup of water and passed it over. Regarding Yang Lang's flattery, he did not listen carefully, today was also the day that he invited Yang Lang over. That day when Mother of Yang called, he did not have time to handle it, it just so happened that it could be done today.    

"How much have you lost in this period of time?" Yang Bo asked.    

"Not much." Yang Lang was smiling. Yang Lang had a square face, and a sharp face, but when he laughed, he looked like an honest man.    

Yang Bo frowned, "How much if I don't?"    

Yang Lang was still smiling, his legs actually curling up on the chair, "The waiter called me here today for this? Did Mom call you? You know we don't have any money, are you trying to help your brother? "    

Yang Bo stared at the other party and did not say a word.    

Yang Lang felt uncomfortable being stared at. He put down his legs and smiled awkwardly.    

In fact, Yang Lang was a rather bold person. In the past, he had never been like this in front of Yang Bo, his performance extremely powerful. However, ever since Yang Bo had brought Father of Yang to the city district to see a doctor, Yang Lang knew that he had money in his hands.    

Yang Bo stared at Yang Lang for a long time, "Losing is fifty thousand, right?"    

Yang Lang hurriedly nodded, "Yes, fifty thousand! Only fifty thousand! "    

"Only fifty thousand?" Yang Bo stared at Yang Lang, "Then why don't you take out fifty thousand now for me to see?"    

Yang Lang looked awkward, "Bo, aren't you very rich? A house can be bought just like that. With an annual salary of over a million yuan and a hundred thousand yuan a month, wouldn't it be easy to buy it with fifty thousand yuan? "    

Yang Bo leaned on his chair, and was truly unwilling to say anything. He never thought that Yang Lang had such a thought, that it was easy, easy, unambitious, and yet he even wanted to be like a blood-sucking bug attached to someone else!    

"Do you know what the fifty thousand dollars you took was used for before?" Yang Bo asked.    

Yang Lang was startled, "Isn't that what you use to treat Father's illness? You have always been so rich, I heard that you directly paid a million for it!"    

Yang Bo closed his eyes. He did not know who had told him these words, but other than the Father of Yang, and most probably the Mother of Yang itself, they had still instilled these thoughts into Yang Lang. What future they would have in the future?    

With impatience in his heart, Yang Bo was even unwilling to persuade his further, but he still asked: "Have you ever thought about what you can do in the future?"    

"In the future, let's talk!" Yang Lang said.    

"Will we still be gambling in the future?" Yang Bo asked.    

Yang Lang hesitated for a moment, "I don't want to lie to you either, I don't have any skills, and I don't want to have any either. I'm already satisfied to just eat and drink for my entire life, especially with a wealthy little brother like you around, I don't care about anything else in my life."    

Yang Bo was so angry that his lips were trembling, "Scram!"    

Saying that, Yang Bo picked up the teacup on the table and smashed it towards her.    

Yang Lang immediately ran to the main entrance and roared inside, "Yang Bo, you were the one who called me over to come here this time. It's one thing if you didn't give me the money, but can't you give Mom and Dad some living expenses?"    

Yang Bo threw another teacup over to him and Yang Lang immediately escaped. At the same time, he did not forget to shout: "Yang Lang, you are unfilial!"    

Yang Bo did not bother about him. After calming down for a while, he made a call to Mother of Yang.    

"Mom, I talked to Yang Lang for a while today." Yang Bo said after the call connected.    

Mother of Yang asked: "What did you talk about?"    

"Nothing." Yang Bo was unwilling to speak of what happened just now, "Oh right, didn't Yang Lang lose fifty thousand yuan from his family? I'll give you the money now. We can't lack living expenses at home! "    

"No!" The Mother of Yang said.    

However, Yang Bo heard a "pa" sound as the phone was snatched away from him. The phone rang with Father of Yang's voice, "Ah, Bo, directly give your brother the fifty thousand, let him bring it over!"    

"What if he gambles again?" Yang Bo asked.    

Father of Yang was startled, "How is that possible? Do you not trust him that much? No matter what, he's your big brother, you have to believe him. Quickly, go and give him the money! "    

Yang Bo frowned.    

Father of Yang spoke into the microphone again, "Bo, I heard that you two are both old people, and that you two are already old. You two are starting to earn money, and in the future, you guys have to count on all of you to take care of yourselves, you have to work hard and get on good terms with the boss, and obtain a raise in wages!"    

The Father of Yang kept on talking, it sounded warm, but it did not sound like his usual performance. Unexpectedly, he changed the topic, "Bo, how much money do you have?"    

Yang Bo was slightly taken aback, "What's wrong?"    

"You're still young and don't really know how to manage money. You can hand the money over to me so your mom and I can help you manage money. Don't worry, we won't spend a single cent on you!" Father of Yang said.    

Yang Bo did not speak, he was silent for a moment, then said: "You are right, I do not know how to finance, keeping money is useless, Yang Lang has already left, the 50,000 is not in his hands, I will donate it to charity later!"    

Saying that, Yang Bo hung up the phone!    

Holding the microphone, Father of Yang could not help but curse: "Unfilial son, an ungrateful bastard who has raised me for so many years for nothing!"    

Mother of Yang stared at Father of Yang. He did not know why his personality had changed so much after an operation.    

Father of Yang hung up the call. Before he could leave in a hurry, the phone rang again.    

"Hey, Dad, Bo didn't give me any money, hurry up and send me the money, I lost another 80,000 yuan, they said, if you don't come to redeem me, they will cut off one of my hands! Dad, come and save me! "    

Yang Lang's pained cry came out from the phone, causing Father of Yang to be stunned.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]