I Had a Home In 1982

   Chapter 304 303. Send troops to Shanghai (please take care of your health)

  As of now, Wang Yi can be sure that the information the liar found came from the Da Ma commune.

   Then, when Huang Qing and his wife were talking about the fact that they had been scammed, he noticed an unusual detail.

In the    scam, two people have roles, one is an old man and the other is a child.

   It stands to reason that this is not a good acting group, and children are prone to flaws in acting.

   As a result, in this scam, a little girl not only participated in the acting, but also played a white face. She kept berating Huang Qing's wife and mother-in-law.

   This is very unusual.

   This little girl is a child star hidden in the folks?

   Now hearing Huang Biao say that he once disclosed the news to the head of a juggling troupe, then he can't think any more:

   Could the little girl be a dwarf?

   There are dwarf actors in the juggling troupe, right?

   The answer is obvious.

   Huang Biao first subconsciously asked: "What is a dwarf?"

   Wang Yi said: "It's a dwarf, obviously an adult, but he looks like a child."

   Huang Biao suddenly said: "You mean dwarf? There really is one, yes, a mother - a lesbian, yes, a **** dwarf."

"This **** is not simple. She will go up the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of ​​fire. The mountain of swords is a real sword. I went up to check it, and the blades of big knives were lined up on a wooden ladder. She stepped on the mountain of swords and went up. already."

   "There is still a sea of ​​fire..."

   He vividly described the performance of the female dwarf juggler, but who would have the heart to listen to this?

  The big guy listened to him patiently and then looked at Wang Yi. Wang Yi asked, "Where is the juggling group now?"

   Huang Biao said: "Go to the county? I don't know. I have to ask Lao Gun about this. Lao Gun is familiar with the troupe leader. They met when they went to the rivers and lakes to do business the year before."

   Huang Qing asked Wang Yi expectantly: "Mr. Wang?"

   Wang Yi nodded and said, "I'm 80% sure that the liar has something to do with this troupe, a very close relationship!"

   "As long as we find the troupe, we can catch the fraudster and help you get the 150 yuan back for your family!"

When Huang Biao heard this, he was very anxious and said, "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go quickly, Lao Gun lives in the commune, I know where his house is, let's go, I'll take your boat, let's go to our big commune quickly. "

   They didn't care about drinking soda and got on the boat quickly. After Huang Biao got on the boat, they saw Wang Dongfeng.

  The two knew each other and looked at each other with embarrassment.

  Man Shanhua has asked her younger brother, Wang Dongfeng's uncle, to tell Huang Biao that there is no marriage between the two children.

  Fortunately, there is an important matter in front of them now. They don't care about their personal grievances, they look at each other and nod their heads to say hello, and then take a boat to the main island of Haifu.

   When we arrived at the dock, Liu Pengcheng told Wang Yi, "Mr. Wang, you go to the old gun comrade first, and I will mobilize my colleagues to inquire about this troupe."

"There is no troupe in our county, and the people have extremely high demand for entertainment, so if a troupe has appeared in our county, there is usually news from our radio station, and they will contact our radio station to advertise on the radio. Attract customers to the circus shed to watch juggling."

  Wang Yi said yes, they were divided into two groups.

   Lao Gun’s house is also a new house, and he was introduced by the golden sign on the road. Lao Gun is an old military doctor and is relatively old.

   He has a good medical skill for treating men's hidden secrets. It is said that he learned it in the army, but why the army learned this, we don't know, and we can't ask:

   "After all, we don't have this problem, right? We don't have this need either, right?"

  Yellow Label is the introduction.

   Lao Gun has a great reputation. Before, he was not allowed to do business casually, so he picked up jobs in private in the name of serving the people, mainly from the county.

   After the reform and opening up, Lao Gun's mind became more vivid, and he started to sell medicines to make a name for himself.

   Now he doesn't have to go out to the rivers and lakes, and he doesn't lack customers when he stays at home.

   Relying on this skill, he built a new house and bought a new boat for the family. For the fishermen, these were the two most important joys in their life, so he specially hired the juggling circus he met when he ran the rivers and lakes to perform.

Huang Biao admired Lao Gun very much and said, "He doesn't make a fuss like me, he just built a flat house. He is fierce and tough. He bought a new foundation and built a small two-story building with a single house and a single courtyard. I heard him say this. It's called Bie Ye in the city."

   Wang Xianghong couldn't help but ask, "How much did you spend on building a new house?"

  Yellow Biao said: "My flat house is cheap, but Old Gun's two-story house cost about 8,000 yuan."

"The stuff he uses is good, hollow floors, wood, steel, cement, yellow sand, stones, bricks, cement stringers, etc., and there is something called the floor in the house - I don't look down on you Wang Zhishu. , To be honest, you probably haven't seen it before."

   "Of course I haven't seen it before," he added.

  Wang Dongfeng was not convinced and said, "Our teacher Wang has entered the Great Hall of the People, how has he seen this?"

   Huang Biao looked at Wang Yi in shock.

   Wang Yi looked at Wang Dongfeng in shock.

   Everyone else is "I have a friend", but you are better, "Our teacher Wang"!

   Huang Biao did not believe what Wang Dongfeng said. He knew that young people like to brag for the sake of face, but Wang Xianghong added: "It is wrong for our production team to open a restaurant in the county. It is called a restaurant, and then our teacher Wang is responsible for the decoration."

   "He bought the floor and wanted to put it on us, but I didn't agree. It's too extravagant."

  Wang Xianghong said that there is no doubt about the yellow mark.

   He understands the mouth of the old party secretary of Tianya Island, and there is no empty talk and big talk. This is the word of mouth that the old party secretary has earned in his life.

  Wang Xianghong also wanted to introduce the floor of the restaurant, but Huang Biao was not interested in this.

  What interests him is: "Your production team still wants to open a restaurant in the county? There is no self-employed restaurant in our county yet."

  Wang Dongfeng corrected and said, "It's not a restaurant, it's a restaurant! It's not the same. Let's go and see when you get there. It's not the same as our state-run hotel, okay!"

   "I will definitely go." Huang Biao said happily, "In the future, when there are self-employed restaurants in our county, of course I will go, and I will also invite relatives and friends to go there."

"Now I heard that there are self-employed restaurants in the city, and there are also self-employed restaurants in Fohai County and Changhai County, but there are no self-employed restaurants in our county. ."

   "The pioneer of reform and opening up."

  Wang Xianghong laughed while holding the pipe stick in his mouth.

   Their production team has changed from a big laggard to a pioneer.

   After chatting, they saw a small two-story building with three rooms at the top and bottom, about six rooms in total.

   There is a pole at the entrance of the building with a wooden board inlaid on it, which reads: Old Military Medical Clinic.

  The clinic was not crowded, it was empty, and there were few doors.

   But men know why.

   How can anyone come here to see something wrong in the daytime?

  Old Gun here is resting during the day and busy at night, Huang Biao said, especially in the first half of the night, that guy is coming and going like he is in the market.

   This made it convenient for Wang Yi and the others to talk to Lao Gun.

   Lao Gun is a tall and thin old man, he must be in his 60s, with dark hair, snow-white beard, ruddy complexion, and a long walk.

  The first floor of his building became a consultation room. After entering the door, he saw Lao Gun pacing the house, holding a purple clay pot in his left hand and his right hand behind his waist. On the wall next to him was a large Chinese character with dragon flying and phoenix dancing:

   "Study the laws of traditional Chinese medicine with Western modern science and develop new medicine in China".

   Wang Yi was in awe.

   Awesome.

  Old Gun got excited when he saw so many men coming in all at once.

   Big business coming?

   As a result, Huang Biao dragged his lame leg and squeezed forward and said, "Brother Gun, I have something to ask you to trouble you here."

   Lao Liao calmly waved his hand and said, "Needless to say, check your pulse first."

   His eyes swept across the crowd, and finally pointed at Wang Yi: "Young man, come first, you look pale and your cheeks are red..."

   "Fuck you." Wang Yi was instantly stunned.

   Is this really an old Chinese doctor? Gold and jade are smashed out of it.

  Is there any medical ethics?

   How can anyone tell the patient's privacy face-to-face—ah, bah, bah, who is the patient? You are not a patient!

   Can you do it? He couldn't help but suspect this old gun, he felt that this was an old liar.

   Lao Gun has seen many people, and he is very stable in the expressions of people.

   He smiled slightly after seeing Wang Yi's performance, and said, "Little comrade, there's no need to hide it when you come to me. Have you heard the story of tabooing the doctor?"

   "Brother Huang Biao is here, we are our own people, you can rest assured..."

   "No, Old Gun, we're not here to treat kidney deficiency," Huang Biao hurriedly interrupted him, "We're here to inquire about something."

   Lao Gun was stunned when he heard this, and said, "Oh? It turned out to be a misunderstanding?"

   He couldn't help but look at Wang Yi and said, "Little comrade, you really should take two medicines."

  Wang Yi rolled his eyes: What a shit, I'm fierce every day, do you tell me that I should take medicine?

   Again, even if some things are true, you can’t say them anywhere!

  Huang Biao is no nonsense and tells what happened to Huang Qing.

  Old Gun heard the sudden change of color behind him, and asked, "You want to catch the liar, why do you ask about the juggling king? Do you suspect that the juggling king is a liar?"

   "That's impossible!"

   His response was very firm: "Now the juggling circus can make money, the juggling king is richer than me, can he be a liar for a little money of one hundred and fifty yuan? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

   Wang Yi asked: "It's impossible to know when we find them. Where is this juggler king now?"

Lao Gun said: "He's not in our county now, it's hard to find him if you want to find him. After he performed here, he performed a few more performances in our county. He just left yesterday and went to our neighboring Fohai County. already."

   "But who is going to perform juggling in Fohai County, I don't know. He mentioned it at the time. It seems that a family of 10,000 yuan gave his mother a birthday, and then invited him to perform."

   "I don't remember who it is. After all, we ordinary people have nothing to do with Fohai people."

  Huang Qing said excitedly: "Mr. Wang, Wang Zhishu and Uncle Six, let's go to Fohai County, we must find them quickly, don't let them run away, the farther they run, the harder it is to find them!"

   Lao Gun said enthusiastically, "Do you need me to help you contact the comrades from the Public Security Bureau? I have installed a new telephone here."

   Huang Biao said enviously: "Old Gun, you are too powerful. Upstairs and downstairs, electric lights and telephones, let you live a developed socialist life first."

   Lao Gun laughed and said: "The party's policy is good, hard work gets rich, hard work gets rich."

   This makes things more difficult.

  The circus has left the county town for Fohai County, they have to chase them to Fohai County, but the question is, who knows how long they will stay in Fohai County?

   If they chased after Fohai County and they left, what would they do? Chase all the way?

   This manpower and material resources also cost a lot of money.

  Huang Qing is a sensible person. After he figured this out, he became desperate on the spot. After walking out of the old gun's door, he asked in despair, "What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?"

   Huang Biao made up his mind and said, "What else can I do? Just ask your mother to call the police, and let our comrades from the Public Security Bureau contact Fohai County, and quickly detain them, let's rush over."

Wang Xianghong said: "The difficult thing is that, firstly, we have no evidence to prove that the fraudsters are from the circus; secondly, these people have already fled our county, and the comrades of the public security bureau are not easy to deal with. This is a cross-regional case handling. They need approval from their superiors."

  Huang Qing squatted directly on the ground and said, "Forget it, forget it, bad luck, my family is bad luck..."

   "How can this be forgotten?" Huang Biao glared at him, "This must be done, otherwise how can I talk to your mother and my sister-in-law? Ah? How can I talk?"

   "This matter is likely to have something to do with me. If I don't do it for you, there must be a lump in our hearts. No, we have to find a way to do this!"

  Yellow Label took out his cigarette and spread it out, frowning and thinking hard.

   After thinking about it, there is no good way.

   At this time, the old gun came out again, watching them squatting at the door and welcoming them into the house:

   "What are you doing here? On this hot day, be careful with rashes here, go, go to my room to drink herbal tea and take a break, and then I'll take your pulse one by one, I think you all need to take two medicines."

   Wang Xianghong said helplessly: "Brother, I'm over sixty years old, why do I still take this tiger and wolf medicine?"

   Lao Gun faced Wang Yi: "You little comrade is only in your twenties, right?"

   "And you." He pointed to Wang Dongfeng.

  Wang Dongfeng was so frightened that he quickly pulled people away: "Let's go first, don't stay here, it's really too hot here..."

   The group had to go to the pier to wait for Liu Pengcheng.

   In the end, Liu Pengcheng was already waiting at the pier. After they met, Liu Pengcheng asked, "What did you gain? I understand what I asked here. The laughing jokes juggling troupe just went to Shanghai yesterday. If we go today, we should..."

"and many more!"

"what?"

   "Did you make a mistake..."

   Several people spoke at the same time, and Liu Pengcheng was confused on the spot: "What 'what'? I don't understand what I said? The juggling troupe you are looking for is a juggling troupe, right?"

   "The county town they left yesterday morning will go directly to Shanghai Capital, which is only yesterday. There are so many of them, and as the saying goes, the tail cannot be lost. When their team arrives in Shanghai, they must find a place to take root."

   "There are so many people who can't live in hotels and guest houses, and the expenses are high. They must be renting a private house just like in our county, so I guess they are still looking for a house in Shanghai, and they can be found by inquiring."

  Wang Yi, Wang Xianghong and others looked at each other and looked at each other.

   That's not right...

   Huang Biao murmured, "Did Big Brother Old Gun say that this group of people went to Fohai County? Why did they go to Shanghai again?"

  Wang Dongfeng asked Liu Pengcheng: "Liu, is the information you inquired about accurate?"

  Liu Pengcheng said: "Of course it's right. Their head asked our stationmaster to leave a call from a leader of the Hudu Broadcasting Station, and he entrusted our stationmaster to say good things to him there and get on with it."

   "Our webmaster called our friends in Hudu yesterday and said that the juggling troupe would visit them today. This can't be fake, right?"

Hearing this, Wang Dongfeng looked at Wang Xianghong and Wang Yi and said, "It's fortunate that we didn't go to Fohai County, otherwise we would go all the way in vain. It seems that the juggling troupe changed their route, and instead of going to Fohai County, we will go to Shanghai first. "

   He said his guess bluntly.

   Wang Yi and Wang Xianghong are not straight-hearted people.

   The two of them immediately got together: "Is the old gun not aware of the situation of the juggling troupe or fooling us?"

   "I tend to fool us. His tone of voice is quite certain. I think he wants to lure us to Fohai County."

   "Then notify the juggling troupe in Shanghai? Let them find a place to avoid the limelight? What does he want? Loyalty, or—he also has a share in this matter?"

"Maybe it's a matter of loyalty? You see that he is building a building and buying a motor boat. It doesn't look like he will commit a crime for small money. It's only one hundred and fifty yuan. How much can he share? With his family background. "You shouldn't have to do such a thing, right?"

   Listening to Wang Yi's guess, Wang Xianghong finally showed an intriguing smile: "Hey, he doesn't get a lot of 150 yuan, but how about ten 150 yuan? What about 100 150 yuan?"

   "Got to arrest someone! I suspect this case isn't that simple - so, let me see the time now."

   He raised his wrist to look at it, and scolded: "It's still a foreign product. If you don't run, you won't run."

  Wang Yi also raised his wrist to look at it, and said with a smile, "It's half past one in the afternoon."

Wang Xianghong said: "It's too late to go to the team and gather the militiamen to come to the county to take a boat together. There are two boats from our county to Shanghai, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. The ship is about to depart."

  Wang Yi asked, "What do you mean, secretary?"

  Wang Xianghong said calmly: "My original expectation was that we would join the militia team and bring Huang Qing and his wife to Shanghai to find a juggling group, and then find someone and find the target prisoner."

   "If the swindlers, one old and one small, are indeed in the juggling troupe, the militia team will arrest them, quickly take a boat and return to our county, and hand them over to Zhuang Mancang."

  Wang Yi looked at him in shock: "The militia does not have the authority to arrest people, right? Is it illegal for us to do this?"

   Wang Xianghong said: "The militiamen arrest prisoners. We don't beat or scold people. If we arrest them, send them to the police. How can this be illegal? It's not illegal!"

  Wang Yi has seen Zhang San's legal popularization video, he explained: "We can only call the police, not arrest people..."

   "Why can't the militia team arrest criminals?" Wang Xianghong interrupted him, not happy.

   He said: "The militia joins the army in wartime, supports the front line, resists aggression, and defends the motherland; participates in the socialist modernization drive in peacetime, assists the regular troops to undertake combat readiness and duty, fight crime, and maintain social order—"

   "Fight crime! Maintain social order!" He emphasized these two sentences, "So the militia found the criminals, why can't they arrest them?"

   "Today is the day King Lao Tzu is here, and the militia team can catch criminals too!"

  Wang Yi was silent for a while, then said: "The problem is, we can't even convene the militia team now. Unless we delay for a day, or change to open Tianya No. 3 to go to Shanghai."

   "It's not good to delay for a day. If Lao Gun has contact with the fraudster, he will probably arrange for someone to take him to Shanghai this afternoon."

   "If you drive the Tianya No. 3, you will burn a lot of diesel fuel for a trip to Shanghai!"

  Wang Xianghong said: "When you are fighting for the people, do you still care how much diesel you burn?"

   "Besides, I'm a cadre of the people and a party member who has been retired from the army, and I can't fade away after being discharged from the army."

   "My heart is red, blood is red, and it is the same color as the red flag. Now everyone is working hard for money. I can't do this, and neither can our production team!"

   After throwing out these words, he went to the crowd and said, "Comrade Huang Biao, go home by yourself. We have other arrangements later. I will find someone to inform you of the latest results of this matter."

   "Others, get on board now!"

   Everyone got on the boat in confusion, and Wang Xianghong sailed straight to Tianya Island.

  Tianya No.3 was docked at the pier, and he said to Wang Dongfeng: "Immediately notify all the militiamen to meet at the pier and go to Shanghai to catch criminals!"

  Wang Dongfeng ran wild.

  Wang Xianghong hurriedly went to the office of the brigade committee, asked Wang Dongxi to open a note, then approved the note himself, and led the big confused and pushed the car to the warehouse to get diesel oil.

   The diesel that Xu Jinjin sent before was not used much. The old party secretary was careful. He regarded diesel as a strategic material.

  The oil used for diesel generators is usually supplied by foreigners who came to watch the movie, and they also supplied several voyages of Tianya-2.

   In the past, Tianya 2 would not fill up the fuel tank whether it was going to the city or going out to sea to catch jellyfish. Wang Xianghong’s reason was that “the heavier the ship, the more fuel it will consume, so it is necessary to travel lightly”.

  This time he filled up the diesel in one go.

   At this time, the militiamen also dressed up and came to the pier.

  Wang Xianghong put the big lid of the fuel tank on and walked onto the pier and said to them in a deep voice: "Comrades, according to the investigation and analysis by Mr. Wang and I, we have determined that some criminals have fled to Shanghai after committing crimes against the people of Jinlan Island."

   "Originally, this matter has nothing to do with our production team, but the "Military Handbook" stipulates that fighting crime and maintaining social order is the sacred duty and responsibility of every militia comrade!"

"So I think that although we are not from Cam Ranh Island, we cannot ignore this group of criminals, and we must not learn from the fact that some communes and teams and some people 'sweep the snow on their own, regardless of the frost on other people's tiles'. We have the obligation and responsibility to arrest this group of criminals for the country, and we have the obligation and responsibility to remove a harm for the people!"

"right?"

   The militia team shouted neatly: "Yes!"

  Wang Xianghong looked at Wang Yi solemnly and said, "Mr. Wang, please say a few more words, we will set off immediately after the mobilization is over."

  Wang Yi knew what he meant, this was to further establish his prestige among the militia and the commune members.

   So he walked up to him rudely and said, "Secretary Party has already explained the purpose and necessity of this mission, I'll add one more point."

"This time, we are driving the Tianya No. 3 to Shanghai to complete the task of catching fraudsters. Comrades, how did the two fishing boats that our production team have now come from? You all know that this is the country because we serve the people. We are rewarded for contributing!"

"Our team has always had a fine tradition of taking things from civilians and serving them to the people, so after we get the award, we can't just use this ship to do production operations and transport people, but also seize the opportunity to do meritorious service for the country and eliminate harm for the people! "

"Only in this way will we be hard-hearted when we start these two boats in the future, and only in this way can we straighten our backs and say, 'These two boats, no matter which team members or cadres are jealous of our fishing boats that have won the national award. It should be awarded to us'! Right?"

The    militia shouted: "Yes!"

   Wang Yi imitated Wang Xianghong's gesture on the county pier just now, waved his hand vigorously and said, "Board and set off!"

  The militiamen quickly boarded the ship, and Wang Xianghong turned the ship's bow and sailed at full speed towards Hudu.

   Their fishing boats are light and travel faster than bulky passenger boats.

  Liu Pengcheng followed the boat. After listening to the pre-war mobilization of Wang Xianghong and Wang Yi, his blood surged and he said:

"I'm going back to write a newsletter for you. In the future, there will be a chance, Mr. Wang, to write a script. When I go to school, I will compile it into a stage play, so that my college classmates can see the consciousness and strength of our fishermen. !"

  Wang Yi said: "We'll talk about this later. Letting you travel with us is an arrangement for you..."

   "You said, I will definitely complete the task." Liu Pengcheng said suddenly.

  Wang Yi smiled and said: "Don't be so serious, it's not easy for us to find this group of people. I've been to Shanghai many times, and I know how big and dense Shanghai is."

   "But this laughing juggler group has contacted the Hudu Broadcasting Station through your webmaster..."

   "I see," Liu Pengcheng responded immediately, "they promised to visit the leaders of the Hudu Broadcasting Station today to discuss radio advertisements. They can be found through this relationship!"

  Wang Yi nodded.

Liu Pengcheng patted his chest and said, "Leave this matter to me, and it is really up to me to handle this matter. Didn't we come to Shanghai to participate in a three-day study activity? At that time, the leaders of the Shanghai Metropolitan Broadcasting Station came to receive me. That's it!"

  Wang Yi said: "You have been admitted to the Hudu Drama Academy, and you have a bright future. The Hudu Broadcasting Station is here to establish a good relationship with you."

Liu Pengcheng smiled and said: "Yes, the broadcasting station has some relationship with our university, and we will have frequent contacts in the future, so the leaders of the Hudu Broadcasting Station learned that my employees in the system were admitted to the Hudu Drama Academy, so they specially entertained me. Had a good meal."

  The fishing boat hurriedly hurried and arrived at the Hudu Wharf in the evening.

   This is the current first port in China, with a lot of ships and cars coming and going.

  Wang Yi paid for a Dongfeng pickup truck, and Liu Pengcheng used the port's public phone to call the radio station.

  Because Wengzhou and Haifu County are very close to Hudu, although their unit level is lower than that of Hudu Broadcasting Station, the two sides still maintain a relatively good relationship.

  Hudu’s radiation area includes Jiangnan Province. The promotion channels for local radio station employees are generally:

  Haifu County was promoted to Wengzhou City, and Wengzhou City was promoted to the province or Shanghai.

   Now there is a leader in the Hudu Broadcasting Station who was promoted from Haifu County.

  The head of the Haifu County Broadcasting Station, Yu Deli, contacted him yesterday, and he was the one who entertained Liu Pengcheng before.

   is now off work, but Liu Pengcheng has his home phone number, and the call was successful at once. He explained the purpose of his call, and the other party gave them useful information:

The   Xiaokou Changkai juggling troupe has indeed come to Shanghai. They just arrived yesterday afternoon. This morning, their leader brought gifts to visit the leader. In addition to discussing the policies and costs of radio advertising, the two sides also chatted a few times.

   Small talk is very simple, nothing more than asking how to solve the problem of accommodation and food and drink.

  The juggling troupe wanders all the year round. Neither of these two problems is a problem. For accommodation, they rented a house, a total of seven people, and then rented a shack in Huangpu East.

  The Huangpu East area in 1982 was the "mud crossing" in the population of Shanghai.

  Although it is close to the most prosperous Bund in Shanghai and has a larger area than the West Huangpu area, it is now very backward, poor and dirty because it has not been effectively developed for a long time.

  Liu Pengcheng wrote down the specific location with a note, and Wang Yi took the location and showed it to the driver of the Dongfeng pickup.

   After taking a cigarette, the driver blew out a smoke ring disdainfully and said, "Ha, Nong is going to the earthquake shed? Who wants to go to that ghost place?"

  Wang Yi took out five yuan and photographed it in front of him.

The    driver laughed and said, "What does Nong take me for? A country bumpkin who hasn't seen the world? It's only five yuan..."

   Another five dollars.

  The driver took off his cigarette and said, "It's not about money or money. Let me tell you, the earthquake shed is dirty and messy. Look at my car, it's a brand new Dongfeng brand..."

  Wang Yi nodded to Bold.

  Boldly looked around and loosened the black cloth he was holding, revealing a sharp bayonet inside.

  The driver was stunned.

  Wang Yi patted the driver on the shoulder affectionately and said, "Comrade, let me tell Nong, we are both proletarian compatriots now, so I and Nong are polite."

   "If Nong wants to play tricks with me - you bought this brand new Dongfeng pickup truck with a loan? I'll let it burn tonight..."

"Don't, don't, big brother, I was just joking with you, don't worry, go to the earthquake shed, right? Get in the car, big brother, get in the car, brother, put two more feet on the accelerator to pull you over as soon as possible." The driver changed his tone, nodded and bowed. said.

  He went to get the ten dollars.

  Wang Yi took back five yuan and said to him: "When the land is over, the money will not be less."

  The driver patted his chest: "Get in the car, get in the car, and I'll take you there safely!"

   Yesterday, I learned the news that a good friend and an elder were seriously ill, and I was in a low mood, so Danke sent a blessing to everyone today, wishing everyone good health. I think as long as you are healthy, life is fine even if it is a little bit hard.

   (end of this chapter)