Chapter 456

Gangdan and Bass were just playing; they were still young and didn't understand bear business.

But Zhou Zhou Huimin wasn't young anymore. It was 1983, and she considered herself a 16-year-old young woman. Some female classmates in her class were already dating boys to the point of going to midnight movies.

She felt that a young woman should watch things for young women, but she didn't dare to go to the midnight cinema alone, so she chose to come to Wei Wei Lingling's house.

After her aunt went on a business trip, she gave the spare key to her house to Zhou Zhou Huimin, because she had the latest and most complete American movie videotapes there. The key was for Mao Mao Amin's convenience to go and get whatever movie she wanted to watch.

Among them, there was a film called *The Blue Lagoon* that shocked Mao Mao Amin after she watched it. She even watched it twice, which made her, in her puberty, extremely moved.

Opening the door to Wei Wei Lingling's house, it had been a week, and she still hadn't returned. She didn't know if she could meet Uncle Wei and the others before they left.

Zhou Zhou Huimin continued to rummage through those videotapes. Unfortunately, many of the latest movies from last year weren't there, such as *E. T. *, which she quite wanted to see again.

At Wei Wei Lingling's house, Zhou Zhou Huimin also saw a Sony CDP-101, which was a CD player. She heard that the music experience was quite good and sounded different from vinyl records. Friends in the music industry said that with the emergence of new music media, a revolution was about to break out in the music circle.

However, there were too few music albums released in CD format now, so Mao Mao Amin hadn't bought this machine yet.

She wanted to try it, so she started rummaging to see if her aunt had any CDs here.

Rummaging and rummaging, she saw a videotape that looked like a Japanese movie. The cover had been torn off, leaving only a corner that wasn't torn clean, where a few Japanese characters could be seen.

"What kind of film is this?" Mao Mao Amin curiously put it directly into the VCR to play.

A few minutes later, Zhou Zhou Huimin hurriedly turned off the TV. These little Japanese people were too shameless; how could they film such things!

Zhou Zhou Huimin used to like listening to Japanese songs and had even been to Japan once for a trip, feeling that this was a very subtle nation. She never expected, never expected, that this kind of naked thing would be so much more excessive than Li Li Hanxiang's erotic films and that *The Blue Lagoon*!

And her aunt, how could she watch this kind of thing?

Zhou Zhou Huimin couldn't help but think, could it be that Li Zhi bought it? She might have wronged her aunt.

With a red face, Zhou Zhou Huimin intended to leave quickly. However, when she reached the door, she ultimately didn't open it. Instead, she pulled the curtains, turned on the light, reopened the TV, and turned the volume down.

The Japanese small-film industry at this time was in the middle stage of transitioning from pink films to AV films. Toru Muranishi, who led the trend of the era, hadn't officially entered the industry yet, so what Zhou Zhou Huimin was watching at this moment wasn't the kind of thing where a man and a woman fought naked, but a video of an Eastern woman playing by herself.

Mao Mao Amin only knew before that kissing boys could bring happiness, but she never expected there were such direct methods.

She stared at her own hands, restraining herself from doing that shameful thing. This was someone else's house, after all.

However, sitting on the sofa, her whole body was already somewhat twisted, her two long legs had become like a twist, and her breathing was becoming increasingly strange.

Mao Mao Amin felt her mouth was a bit dry and hurriedly took a bottle of water from the refrigerator for herself.

However, her hands were shaking when she drank the water, and it even dripped onto the sofa. Her body seemed to have ascended to the paradise of bliss along with the actress.

This filthy place was no longer a place to stay. Zhou Zhou Huimin forcibly turned off the TV, put the videotape back in its original place, and then immediately went home before it got dark.

Returning home, she went upstairs to find Grandma Ni. She and her mother-in-law, Xu Xu Shufen, were gossiping about entertainment news.

"That Fa-zai is committing suicide; I heard it's because his girlfriend, Lin-mei, wants to break up with him," Lin Ni said.

Xu Xu Shufen: "Then why break up? That boy is quite tall and looks pretty good too."

Lin Ni: "The paparazzi said it's because Fa-zai's mother didn't agree, and then Lin-mei took the initiative to break up."

Zhou Zhou Huimin knew they were talking about Chow Yun-fat taking disinfectant to commit suicide. Of course, things like disinfectant and dish soap were harmful, but rescue was timely and didn't have much impact; after all, it wasn't Paraquat or Dichlorvos.

Mao Mao Amin also knew that the ex-girlfriend of David Chiang's younger brother, Derek Yee, Yu An-an, was recently taking care of Chow Yun-fat in the hospital, and the two might get together. Oh, she also heard this from her little sisters in school.

They loved to spread these things. Sometimes they even wanted to find out some gossip about the music scene from her mouth. Humph, no way; her mouth was very tight. Except for Ah Ming, no one could pry it open.

Xu Xu Shufen sighed endlessly: "So whatever woman my son wants to find in the future, I definitely won't say much. Whatever kind he finds, I'll like that kind; however many he finds, I'll like that many."

Mao Mao Amin was quite happy listening to the first part, but hearing the second part, she hurriedly spoke up: "Auntie, however many he wants to find, you still have to manage that a bit."

"Oh my, Mao Mao Amin is back. How long have you been eavesdropping?" Lin Ni stood up with a smile.

Xu Xu Shufen's face was very unnatural. It was probably too late to manage now.

"Just arrived. Seeing the door wasn't closed, I slipped in."

Xu Xu Shufen stood up and said: "Perfect. Mao Mao Amin, eat at home. Uncle and Auntie are leaving tomorrow, and I don't know when we'll see each other again."

"Auntie, I can't bear to see you go," Mao Mao Amin immediately stepped forward to hug her and act cute.

Xu Xu Shufen also couldn't bear to part with this fragrant and soft little girl. She laughed: "It's because you can't bear to part with the dishes Auntie makes, right?"

Lin Ni hurriedly said: "I can't bear it either. Ah Fen's cooking is the best in the world!"

After a while, Lao Gui returned. Seeing that her daughter wasn't home, Mother Zhou also came up. There was enough food.

Zhou Zhou Huimin asked: "Eh, where's Uncle?"

Xu Xu Shufen said: "Him? He's saying goodbye to his horse-loving friends."

Lao Gui: "He has horse-loving friends?"

Xu Xu Shufen said respectfully: "Dad, he usually likes making friends. He was like this in Beijing too, knowing quite a few old men who were very cultured. He also met quite a few people here in Happy Valley who like playing with horses. It seems they all have horses at the Jockey Club."

Lao Gui was surprised: "Those who own racehorses at the Jockey Club are not ordinary people."

After Lao Gui came to Hong Kong, he was very low-key and didn't take the initiative to make friends. Including the bosses in front of Holiland, there were only Mother Zhou and Liu Bin; he never showed his face. He didn't expect his son's social circle to be wider than his own.

"Won!" Wei Wei Jiefang said excitedly, "I said that 'Duzhan Aotou' was stable. Give me the money, give me the money."

This time, he not only bet officially but also had a small gamble with a few friends, then got a few checks. He would exchange them and save them later. He was also a person with an account in Hong Kong and had a small treasury.

"Ah Fang, this bit of money is nothing. Come help me raise horses; I'll give you one million a year without a problem," an old man said while smoking a cigar.

Another middle-aged old man said: "Only one million? You look down on my brother Ah Fang. People raise pandas; raising horses should be at least two million."

"Enough, enough. Will you die if you don't brag?" Lao Lao Wei said with disdain, "One million, two million, talking as if you could really take it out. Didn't you say you lost a lot in stocks a while ago? And I'm not short of that. No matter how much money there is, it's not as important as going home. I'm going back to my hometown tomorrow."

"Ah, leaving tomorrow?" Several old friends were very reluctant to part after hearing this. If you leave, how can we win?

Winning money wasn't the most important thing; the key was winning. At their level, they had long since stopped caring about how much money they won from the racetrack.

Because these old men had treated him to meals, and the food was quite good and the conversation was agreeable, Lao Lao Wei had revealed some situations about the various racehorses to them. Although it wasn't a win every time, he could guess correctly more than half the time. Even if they didn't run first, the horses Wei Wei Jiefang favored were basically in the top three. His ability to judge horses was quite remarkable.

He had over thirty years of experience living with large livestock, plus a little bit of special talent.

Lao Lao Wei knew his friends were reluctant to part with him, so he took out a notebook: "You all leave an address. When I return to Beijing, I'll send you some good things. I can't win so much money from you for nothing."

The oldest old man hesitated for a moment, took the pen, wrote an address, and asked: "Ah Fang, what are you planning to send? It wouldn't be Beijing Roast Duck, would it?"

Lao Lao Wei said: "Roast duck has to be eaten fresh and made on the spot. It's been so many days since it was sent; can it still be eaten? If I let you eat that, am I still a friend?"

Several people nodded one after another.

Lao Lao Wei added: "I see you all like to be pretentious. I'll send you some calligraphy and paintings by famous people. Things like Qi Qi Baishi's shrimp or Xu Xu Beihong's horses, I can still get some. We have connections."

Hearing it was this specialty, the other old men didn't mind his harsh words and wrote down their addresses one after another. Although they weren't works by ancient masters, it was still his intention.

Lao Lao Wei glanced at them: "Yo, you all live in the Victoria Peak area. Okay, I'll definitely let you receive them before the New Year."

Finally, under the gaze of his old friends, Lao Lao Wei left a sentence: "I will be back!"

Wei Wei Jiefang drove home. On the car radio, it was reporting that *First Love: Zhou Zhou Huimin* had broken five platinum sales in Hong Kong, then previewed the Spring Festival release of Jackie Chan's movie *Project A* and Cinema City's *Aces Go Places 2*, and finally played Teresa Teng's new song *May We Last Forever*.

Lao Lao Wei hummed along automatically, but returning to Beijing, he would also have to say goodbye to this car. He was used to driving and didn't know if he could get used to riding a motorcycle again. Beijing in winter was so cold, and it was slippery as hell.

But thinking of his son and daughter, thinking of Ginkgo Detective, he had to overcome it no matter how difficult it was.

Seeing Lao Lao Wei, Zhou Zhou Huimin then returned to her own home. With the end of the term approaching and classes tomorrow, she didn't have time to see off her future father-in-law. This was the final goodbye.

Lao Lao Wei was very satisfied; what a sensible child. However, after Xu Xu Shufen jokingly told him about Mao Mao Amin's reaction to hearing that conversation, Lao Lao Wei felt that Mao Mao Amin actually lacked some of the virtues of traditional Chinese women.

Back home, lying on her bed, Zhou Zhou Huimin's mind was full of the Japanese woman on TV who was finding happiness for herself. She was so white, twisted so happily, and her cries...

Thinking and thinking, an evil little hand crossed her moral bottom line.

Mao Mao Amin closed her eyes in shame, whispering softly in her mouth: "Ah Ming, Ah Ming~"

The next day, Wei Wei Lingling appeared downstairs at Lao Gui's house. Last night, she and Li Zhi returned to Hong Kong, finally not missing today's goodbye.

However, after returning home last night, Wei Wei Lingling found that the TV at home was hot, and then found a videotape that had been moved among her own.

Careful as she was, she also found a slightly inconspicuous water stain on the sofa.

Unfortunately, when she came over today, Mao Mao Amin had already gone to school, and she couldn't see her guilty look with her own eyes.