The Era of Hard Work

   Chapter 28 Young and Dangerous Syndrome

  The scorching sun was shining in the sky, and the asphalt seemed to be softened. Lu Dong got off the bus and came to the shade of the Fatong tree by the roadside.

   This is from Brother Niu of Shilibao.

   Zhihou received 99 yuan today, a record high.

  Lü Dong observed from left to right and quickly entered the West Market. He did not take the previous bus on the way, and he deliberately changed to a different route to avoid accidents.

   Be careful.

   Touched the black handbag, which contained a large piece of pig blood, which Lu Dong bought from Brother Niu for 2 yuan.

   Ready to go back and continue to bait the leech.

   Beneath the pig's blood, the black convenience bag containing the leeches was moist enough, and the cigarette case in the interlayer beside it was safe and sound, and Lu Dong strode to the medicinal material market.

   The middle-aged man saw Lu Dong and called the fat guy to weigh him, as if the police call him had never happened.

   Of course, for middle-aged people, this may be a trivial little thing.

  The price of leeches is low, more than 100 pieces but sold for 43 yuan.

   But with a total income of 140 yuan, Lu Dong is still relatively happy.

   It’s not that I haven’t seen the world, but I feel an inexplicable sense of satisfaction when I see my labor being rewarded.

   Even if it is not a big gain, it is precious in my heart.

  Those who want to work hard will set a small goal for themselves. Naturally, a good character is 100 million yuan. Lu Dong is just a small person. The small goal at this stage is very clear.

   This is being achieved step by step.

  Like in Shilibao Market, Lv Dong inquired about the prices of certain commodities in the West Market as a preliminary investigation for the next step.

Before   , he would go back to the university town every day, but today Lu Dong didn't stay much.

   Yesterday, Hu Chunlan instructed to go to the county forest station to get the new fruit forest pest control manual. Lv Dong also had to go to the county, so he couldn’t go back to the village directly. He hurried back and tried to get to the forest station before get off work in the morning.

  …

  North of Quannan City, a yellow car rushed out of the city and came to the Yellow River Bridge, lined up to pay the toll to cross the bridge, and galloped all the way towards Beihe County.

   Beihe is located in the northernmost part of Quannan, and it is also one of the counties with the worst economy in Quannan.

  Fang Yan sat on the co-pilot and asked again: "Master, are you sure you are returning to Beihe."

  The female driver said: "Comrade, I personally delivered the two of them yesterday, what else could be wrong?"

   Today, Zhengda Company did not conduct appraisals, and the experts did not go, so Fang Yan decided to personally explore the experts' background.

   Yesterday, she watched Professor Liang and a beautiful female assistant get on this taxi with her own eyes. She used the license plate to contact the taxi company through the relationship of the newspaper office, and then paid the driver to make a special trip.

  The yellow-faced person entered the Beihe boundary, looking at the familiar road, Fang Yan felt a little complicated.

   She is from Beihe, but she hasn't come back for a long time.

The car from    drove into Beihe County, where there are only a few main streets. The driver quickly stopped in a bungalow area, pointed to a spacious alley, and said, "That's it, I didn't pay attention to the specific door."

  Fang Yan knew that she had concerns, so she didn't force her, so she got out of the car and walked over there alone.

When    came to the street, Fang Yan didn't go in rashly. After observing for a long time, he decided to act accordingly, and asked an old man, "Do you know Mr. Liang Yongliang?"

The    old man glanced at her and said, "Are you looking for Liang Banxian? Looking for him to do a fortune-telling?"

   The so-called "half immortal" in his words sounded more like sarcasm.

  Fang Yan was slightly stunned, and followed his words: "Yes."

  The photos are all fake, it was guesswork before, but now it can be confirmed.

  The American commander received the fortune teller?

   Inexplicable joy.

"That's right." Fang Yan seemed to be pleasing to the eye, and the man reminded: "Little girl, don't believe in people at a young age, the surnamed Liang's mouth can speak life to the dead. You shouldn't ask him to treat infertility. Right? Don't believe it, sin!"

  Fang Yan understood a little, but was confused. After the old man left, he used the fortune-telling as an excuse to inquire nearby, and it took a long time to get back to the car.

When she returned to Quannan, Fang Yan thought about it, and suddenly admired Lu Dong who provided clues. The company looked very formal, even the three certificates were true, and the layout was very high. If she hadn't known in advance, she would be bad. see through.

   It's not easy for a teenager who has just graduated from high school to have such keen observation skills!

  Fang Yan's first-hand data collection is almost the same, and I feel that the writing of the manuscript can be put on the agenda. This news is different from the bus pickpocket incident that has been pressing, and has received strong support from the editor-in-chief.

   The pickpocket incident involves the public security and public transportation departments, so it is necessary to communicate, take the overall situation into consideration, and do not act rashly.

  This news is different. The editor-in-chief has faintly missed the news. They are also the top paper media in Quannan. The Evening News has a bad relationship with Taidong Weekly.

   This involves some complicated personnel in the propaganda system. Fang Yan does not know much about it, but relevant news can be published in newspapers, which can always prevent many people from being deceived.

   I don’t know when the bonus for collecting news will be approved.

  …

   Before leaving get off work at noon, Lu Dong hurried to Lin Station. After a brief inquiries, he found the office where the materials were distributed.

   Along the tiled road, a middle-aged man was locking the office door of the bungalow.

   "Hello, comrade." Lu Dong took a few steps and handed a note: "I'm here to get the materials."

   The middle-aged man took the note and glanced at it. His eyes swept across Lu Dong's face. Seeing that he was sweating profusely, he immediately opened the office door and said, "Come in."

On a desk inside, there are stacks of documents neatly lined up. The middle-aged man took a copy next to each other and handed it to Lu Dong, kindly reminding: "Next Friday, there will be experts at Agricultural University who will give a lecture, and I will ask your family to come over and listen to it. ."

  Lu Dong collected the materials and said, "Thank you."

   After reminding the middle-aged man, he urged: "Let's go, it's time for get off work."

  Lu Dong went out of the bungalow, went to the carport to push the bicycle, put the documents in the handbag, and walked west along the east-west street.

  Although Ningxiu Town is the seat of Qingzhao County, its area is not large. There are three main streets in the north, south, east and west, only a few kilometers in radius.

Going west, you will pass the Ningxiu Cinema in the north. There is a small square in front of the cinema, with some billiard tables on it, and the arcade room not far away, the video hall on the street in front of the railway station, and the three major entertainments for young people in the county. place.

   These places are the gathering places of young people. The young people are angry, form gangs, and often fight.

   Lu Dong passed in front of the theater and glanced over there. Some people were playing billiards. Further up the stairs, he saw a movie poster: a big boat with Jack and Shredded Pork on it.

   Strange yet familiar.

   Yes, in the summer of 1998, this big ship was rampaging in the cinema, and I didn’t expect it to come to Qingzhao County.

   I remember the uncensored version shown in Ningxiu Cinema, the part of the shredded pork painting, which attracted countless young people to watch it repeatedly.

   Lu Dong had no idea of ​​watching it. After all, shredded pork turned into shredded pork. He was about to ride a bicycle and leave when a yellow hair suddenly appeared among the billiard players, shouting, "Lu Dong!"

   This man carried a billiard cue on his shoulders, and deliberately put on a look of "I'm a bad guy", for fear that others would misunderstand him as a good man, not to mention his long hair dyed yellow, and a tattoo of a scorpion on the tiger's mouth on his right hand.

   "Last time I called you to help the platform, but you didn't come." Huang Mao raised his chin: "It's too disrespectful to my buddy."

   As if his face was bigger than the sky.

   Lu Dong put his feet on the ground, remembering who this is, Li Lin and Lu Kun mentioned some time ago.

   "I'm busy that day, so I don't have time."

   Hearing this, Huang Mao spit on the ground: "What are you busy with? Look down on buddy?"

   Lu Dong almost didn't laugh, this is too middle school, right? Am I out of date? Or is it yellow-haired?

   Li Lin and Lu Kun said that these guys like to watch Young and Dangerous, and the effect of Young and Dangerous is powerful, otherwise there would not be so many people imitating movies and walking on the road leading to prison one after another.

   Huangmao's face was serious, and he didn't seem to give face. It was a huge insult. He took two steps forward: "Lu Dong, what do you want?"

   Lu Dong is inexplicable, I am just a passerby passing by while riding a bicycle.

   "Qiao Siliang, I don't have time to gossip with you." Lu Dong asked himself that he couldn't communicate with the second-hand who admired the young and the bewildered: "Goodbye."

   Lu Dong stepped on the bicycle and walked away. If he went on, he couldn't help but laugh. That would be too disrespectful to people.

  Qiao Siliang stretched out his billiard cue and pointed at Lu Dong: "Stop!"

   Save others by himself, Lu Dong was afraid that the second-hand young man's shot was not serious or serious, so he stopped and turned around quickly, looking back on guard.

  Qiao Siliang saw that Lu Dong was really parking, and unconsciously took two steps back, the pool cue shook a little: "You, what do you want to do?"

   Lu Dong is at a loss, what do I want to do? I also ask what do you want to do?

   Really couldn't communicate, so he glanced at Qiao Siliang and made sure he didn't dare to do it, so Lu Dong got on the bicycle and left.

   On the way back, Lu Dong thought about it, but still couldn't understand what happened.

   Is there something wrong with me, or is there a problem with the other party? Or is there something wrong with the world?

   This involves serious social philosophy, and it’s hard to learn from scumbags.

   Lu Dong can only come to one conclusion, Qiao Siliang suffers from Young Dangerous Syndrome, and if he does not seek medical treatment sooner, he may become severely ill, the kind that can only be treated by peanuts.

   This is the era of crackdown!

   In front of the Ningxiu Cinema, Qiao Siliang went back to the pool table, looked at a bald head, and said a bit of grievance: "Wei Guo, someone doesn't give me face, you have to help me!"

  The bald head is short, lean as a monkey, with a sturdy face, wearing black slippers, ripped pants, a red vest, and the three characters "Shaolin Temple" are printed in the center of the chest of the vest!

   Complementing these three characters is the tattoo on the outer side of the right upper arm of the bald head: I.luve.Yo.

   It seems that the person who got the tattoo doesn't know English very well, so he tattooed the O into a U, and the tattoo was not finished. He found a mistake and gave up.

   This makes the bald head more and more unique in addition to being sturdy.

   "Who is he?" the bald man asked.

  Qiao Siliang put down his club and gestured, "Lv Dong from Qingzhao No. 1 Middle School is also called Lv Kuisheng." He deliberately aroused the interest of his bald head: "I have been able to play since junior high school."

  The bald head looked in the direction where Lu Dong disappeared: "Can you really fight?"

  Qiao Siliang said again: "Wei Guo, you practiced martial arts in Shaolin Temple for two years..."

   "It's Shaolin Martial Arts School!" The bald Qiao Weiguo corrected: "It's not the Shaolin Temple."

  Qiao Siliang doesn't care about this, he has watched TV movies and TV programs, including the TV show, and the martial arts practitioners are all very good: "Wei Guo, he is suitable for you to learn from opponents, and help me out by the way."

  The bald head touched his light bulb: "A martial arts practitioner should not be competitive, but obey the rules! However, good opponents are rare, and there is a chance to meet him."

  Qiao Siliang clenched his fists: "It will make him look good when we meet again!" He asked curiously: "Wei Guo, you have been practicing for two years, can you beat Qiao Keli?"

   These words attracted the dark cloud that shrouded them when they were young, and the bald Qiao Weiguo was silent for a moment, then said, "Qiao Keli uses a knife."

  Qiao Siliang wondered: "Don't the Shaolin Temple have an iron cloth shirt with a golden bell cover?"

  The bald head had to be corrected again: "Shaolin Martial Arts School! I went to Shaolin Martial Arts School!"

  Qiao Siliang smiled embarrassedly, shouted to the boss to keep an account, and walked away with his bald head: "I invite you to go to the video room and watch the good ones, Young and Dangerous!"

   said with a bald head: "Liangzi, don't look at these, the people above talk about rules, I don't think they are rules at all, you imitate them, sooner or later."

   Ask for a recommendation ticket! Ask for support!

   (end of this chapter)