Through the titmouse, I watched Pablo take his cousin Gustavo and two shovels to dig a hole on the half hillside grassland of the manor.
But I didn't expect to dig out the money buried before.
Pablo cursed and buried the soil back, chose a new place, said to Gustavo while digging, "It seems that we must find a way to transport the money to Switzerland."
Gustavo shrugged his shoulders. "Then you might as well spend money on buying teams and TV stations. If it doesn't help, spend some money on helping the poor in Medellin. Or expand the armed forces."
Pablo was stunned, then shook his head