"He wasn't lying; it looks like the hospital meals really are awful," Song Tianyao said to the nurse with a smile. "Because when he was out in the hospital, meals weren't calculated by the bowl, but by the pot."
Leaving the stunned nurse staring at Nine-Tattooed Dragon in the living room, Song Tianyao entered the inner ward. "Third Aunt, Yunzhi, Wenwen, Wanqing, dinner is ready."
Meng Wanqing and Sister Xiang helped Lin Yujing out of the living room. Song Wenwen was about to help Feng Yunzhi, but Feng Yunzhi jumped off the bed himself and said to Song Wenwen, "Sister Wenwen, could you please get me a comb so I can tie my hair up?"
"I'll go get it." Song Wenwen, unsuspecting, went to the living room to find the comb, leaving only Feng Yunzhi and Song Tianyao, who was about to return to the living room, in the inner room.
"Brother Yiu Tianyao," Feng Yunzhi called out to Song Tianyao.
"What's wrong?"
Feng Yunzhi took two quick steps to Song Tianyao and said in a very low voice, "Lin Xiaokang has asked you to meet him at Queen’s Pier tonight."
Song Tianyao's eyes narrowed and fixed on Feng Yunzhi's face.
At this moment, Song Wenwen brought in a comb. "Let me help you comb your hair."
"Okay." Feng Yunzhi had already sat back down on the edge of the bed, obediently letting Song Wenwen comb her hair.
After his initial shock, Song Tianyao looked at Feng Yunzhi, frowned, and asked, "How did you know?"
"He came to visit my mother and me in the afternoon, bringing a flower basket and fruit. Knowing I dislike seeing him, he didn't say much to me, but instead wrote an apology letter. I took it and was about to tear it up, but he insisted I read it first, saying I had to read it." Feng Yunzhi said to Song Tianyao, "Then I read it, and there was no apology on it at all, just what I just told you."
While carefully combing Feng Yunzhi's hair, Song Wenwen asked curiously, "What are you saying?"
"I told Brother Yiu that Sister Wenwen is a hopeless romantic and has fallen for..." Feng Yunzhi didn't finish her sentence before Song Wenwen angrily covered her mouth, saying in a furious voice, "I told you not to tell anyone!"
The two laughed and joked around, so Song Wenwen didn't press further about what they had just said.
Sister Xiang, who was outside, walked to the doorway and glanced inside. With a gentle look in her eyes, she urged the three of them, "Stop joking around, it's time to eat."
"Understood." Song Tianyao replied with a smile, though it was unclear whether he was agreeing with Feng Yunzhi or with Sister Xiang.
He turned and went out of the inner room, then sat down at the dining table to have dinner with Lin Yujing.
The group finished their dinner amidst laughter and chatter. Finally, Nine-Tattooed Dragon demonstrated his impressive appetite, devouring all eight dishes and a stewed black-boned chicken in a whirlwind. Lin Yujing, Feng Yunzhi, and Sister Xiang had all recently dined with Nine-Tattooed Dragon and were already familiar with his gluttony. Only Huang Liu and Song Wenwen hadn't witnessed it. Huang Liu stared at the unfazed Nine-Tattooed Dragon with a distorted and shocked expression.
"You're great at fighting, but you're also a master at eating..."
Nine-Tattooed Dragon was very unhappy with Huang Liu. He had finally gotten a chance from Song Tianyao to work as a bodyguard and accompany Nine-Tattooed Dragon to Macau. But before he could even settle Macau, that good-for-nothing Huang Liu caused Song Tianyao to get shot. After returning, Nine-Tattooed Dragon was sent back to continue delivering vegetables. He should have been able to live a life of luxury and advancement by Mr. Song's side, but because of that good-for-nothing Huang Liu, he was now eating sick people's meals every day.
"Give me two roast geese, and I'll beat you up..."
"I'll give you two roast geese, and then you go to the Sai Kung Pier and skin a pig for cheap boat girls?" Song Tianyao Nine-Tattooed Dragon. Then he said to Lin Yujing, "Third Aunt, let Wanqing and Wenwen keep you company. I have things to do, so I'll go now and come back to visit you in a couple of days. Brother Six, come with me."
Huang Liu put down his chopsticks and accompanied Song Tianyao out of the ward. As they passed Uncle Bing, who was dozing on a bench in the corridor, Song Tianyao glanced at the old man and whispered:
Thank you.
After saying that, he quickened his pace and walked out along the corridor.
Uncle Bing slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the backs of Song Tianyao and Huang Liu, muttered something under his breath, then shrank his neck, lowered his head and buried it in his chest, and began to doze off.
"Where to, boss?" Huang Liu asked Song Tianyao in the back seat after getting into the driver's seat.
Song Tianyao looked at the moonlight outside, his voice stern, his face as Hard Rock, no longer displaying the warm smile he had shown in the hospital room earlier, "Brother Six, lend me your knife for a moment. I'll help Yunzhi accounts tonight."
Chapter 357 One Shot
"A-Hung, Chief Liu is keeping a close eye on me, so I'd like to ask you for a favor."
Even after driving all the way to Kowloon City, Yan Hung could still hear the words Lai Man-yau had said—that he didn't even dare to call him, but instead had his confidant invite him to his car.
Lai Man-yau asked Yan Hung to help him find someone near the Opium den. At this moment, Yan Hung, along with his two subordinates, A Yue and A Wai, were sitting in the car, looking at the Opium den across the street.
Night had fallen, but the shabby Opium den called Victory Friend in Kowloon City was brightly lit. People walked in listlessly and hurriedly, while others walked out looking refreshed and swaying. Next to the Opium den was a sycamore tree, under which several shirtless men sat chatting and idly, clearly having just had their fill of Opium den.
"There's this woman at Song An Lau's place who's got my eye on her. A few days ago, I went there to help a family move. I saw a young woman standing at the door next door, dressed like a schoolgirl, with a scholarly air about her. I initially thought she was some rich girl. But halfway through the move, I saw an old man rush over, grab her, and take her inside. A little while later, I heard some noise from inside. Turns out, it was a real woman, like Sister Feng. With her looks and figure, I gritted my teeth and gave her all my wages for the day. And let me tell you, she's got some skills..."
"I'm not planning to go back to the docks in a few days. I'm thinking of finding a factory job. My wife went to work in a wig factory. They provide three meals a day and two sets of clothes. The clothes are better than those made in tailor shops, and they're also more durable. My wife earns more than I do. A grown man can't let people laugh at him for living off his wife..."