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Chapter 410 Are you Mr. Xia?
"Didn't everyone go to the movies yesterday? Your aunt had to go join in the fun, so your Uncle Yang took her there. I had to coax the two children to go as far as they could, so I stayed at home to look after the children until they came back from the movie. After struggling for a while, I couldn't sleep anymore, and suddenly I heard a banging sound outside, and the house started to tremble, and I didn't know what happened."

"I heard it last night too."

Director Lang walked out of the office. He hadn't seen him for a long time. He was still as thin as a beetle, but the circles under his eyes were a little dark. It seemed that he didn't have a good rest last night.

Sun Jianping was a little confused, where did the sound come from?
But this is not what he wants to consider now. He broke off a piece of maltose and handed it to Director Lang. Director Lang took it, put it in his mouth, tasted it, and nodded, "Okay, you are getting better and better at this." , how much this time?”

"One hundred pounds."

“Or do you pay one yuan per pound?”

"Row!"

Director Lang was still so cold, and even the tone of his words had a chill, which made people quite uncomfortable.

Director Lang entered the office and wrote a receipt saying "Purchasing one hundred kilograms of home-made maltose with a check..." and stacked it with one hundred yuan. After thinking about it, he took out two more food stamps from his pocket. Two industrial coupons were handed to him, "Take it!"

"Thank you, leader!"

Sun Jianping hurriedly took it and stuffed it into his pocket without counting.

"Aunt Cai asked me to name my child last time. I chose a few. You can see if they work..."

Sun Jianping took out a piece of paper with several male and female names written on it. Aunt Cai picked it up and smacked it carefully for a while, but she was a little hard to decide, so she simply stuffed the note into her pocket, "I think Shijie and Shicheng are like this." They are both good, but they are guilty of the 'world' thing... I will discuss it with your Uncle Yang when I get back."

"Well, I'll go back first. There's still a lot of things waiting for me in the team!"

"Slow down on the road!"

Aunt Cai sent him to the door. Sun Jianping took off the reins and led the curly horse outside the commune. After taking a few steps, he heard many people around him talking about the collapse of a mountain in the forest farm to the north. Many hibernating bats flew out from inside, and they all froze to death.

The mountain collapsed?
Could this be the source of the loud noise last night?
The carriage passed by Jijia Oil Shop and saw an old man with white hair and beard standing on the side of the road. He was already quite old, but his face was rosy, his skin was delicate and shiny, and his eyes were bright. At first glance, he looked like a man with good health skills. Sun Jianping smiled.

Sun Jianping subconsciously reached out and touched his back!
After confirming that there was no little turtle, he felt relieved and smiled at the old man.

The old man nodded and made a fist gesture. Sun Jianping jumped on the carriage. After walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something. He hurriedly turned back and saw the old man still standing there, twirling his beard and looking at the blue sky. He coughed. , "Aren't you Mr. Xia?"

"Young man, you are the first person who didn't call me Blind Man Xia." The old man turned around and said, "Your name is Sun Jianping, right?"

"Does the old man know me?"

"Of course, in our entire Durki Commune, you are the only one with such soaring spirit."

Spirited?

Sun Jianping was stunned, what is that?
"Haha, if you have nothing to do, just catch the carriage and take me somewhere."

"Master, where are you going?"

"Go and take a look at the side of the mountain that collapsed last night."

Only then did Sun Jianping realize that it was already a severe cold weather of more than 20 degrees below zero. He was young and strong, wrapped in a cotton coat, thick cotton trousers, and large cotton shoes, and he was shivering from the cold. However, this old man was only wearing one shirt and could not wash his hair. A white Chinese tunic suit with a thin cotton-padded jacket underneath!

Isn't he cold?

"Let's go, old man. I'm fine anyway. I'll go out with you for a walk!"

"Good boy!" The old man slapped him on the shoulder with such force that he almost staggered!
"I know Monk Zabu..." Sun Jianping drove the carriage and followed Blind Man Xia's instructions as he walked along the road into the mountains, chatting with the old man here and there.

"The old guy is still alive!" "Well, we met on the grassland in autumn." Sun Jianping turned to look at the old man, "Aren't you... cold?"

"Do you think I'm cold?" The old man smiled and stretched out his hand to shake it. Sun Jianping suddenly felt that the old man's hand was as hot as a small stove.

What kind of skills does this old man practice?
It even has the effect of self-heating?

"How old are you..."

"I'm ninety years old after the New Year!" The old man smiled and gestured, "I'm old!"

Sun Jianping pouted, "You don't feel old until you are ninety, but you don't know that your life is already rare at seventy."

"I heard that you have always practiced Taoism?"

"It's not about practicing Taoism. It's just a matter of reading a few more idle books."

The old man is quite humble.

The mountain road is relatively flat. Unlike those famous mountains and rivers, the Daxinganling Mountains rose in the Cenozoic Era and have a history of 60 million years. After years of water erosion, wind and sun, the originally steep mountains have long been flattened, and the mountains are gentle. , not much ups and downs.

"Old man, do you give people's horoscopes to read their faces?"

Sun Jianping met strange people by chance and had endless things to say and endless questions to ask.

The little old man was not bothered at all, and chuckled, "Those are just some small tricks to deceive ignorant people. Although it is often said that the right horoscopes make a person, the innate horoscopes are given by the parents, and the acquired horoscopes determine the fate and destiny of a person's life. good fortune."

Sun Jianping nodded repeatedly, what the old man said made sense!

People's lives are in their own hands!

Rather than relying on a few simple numbers to decide!
The carriage meandered along the gentle hillside and soon reached the boundary of the forest farm. It was the busy time of winter for the forest farm. Countless forestry workers wearing heavy cotton coats, big leather shoes and leggings were shuttled back and forth with chain saws in hand. , they knocked down the old trees that had grown for hundreds of years, cut them into sections, and then dragged them down the mountain with horses and transported them to the train.

When Sun Jianping saw this scene, he moved his eyebrows inadvertently!
What a predatory logging!
When the trees are all lighted up, the Greater Khingan Mountains will be bald. When the wind and sand come together, the rivers will stop flowing, and everything will be unlucky!

The old man squinted his eyes and turned a blind eye to all this.

The carriage passed through the forest farm and continued to walk north. When a forestry worker saw them walking through the forest path towards the far end of the forest without anyone else around, he coughed and said, "Well, driver of the carriage, stop, who let you in!"

Sun Jianping reined in his horse and said, "Let's go to the north and have a look. Is there anything wrong?"

"Fuck, you said it was okay. The north side is closed and no one is allowed to enter. Go back quickly!" This guy saw that the old man and the young man in front of him were easy to bully. He suddenly became interested and walked down the mountain with the chain saw. "Who the hell knew you were Not here to steal wood!”

When Sun Jianping heard this, he immediately became furious!
You don’t frame good people with such empty words!
"Which of your eyes saw me stealing wood?"

"Oh my god, you came to our forest farm to call your number, right?" The forestry worker tugged on his hat and said, "You little bastard, did I give you some face?"

Before he finished speaking, the riding crop in Sun Jianping's hand had already been whipped out, and it hit him in the face with a snap, causing his sunglasses to fly off!
You are so easy to talk to as a young man!
We are also very bad tempered!
"How dare you do it..." The thin cowhide whip hit his face, immediately leaving a trail of blood. The forestry worker's face was sore from the fire. He cursed angrily, threw away the chainsaw, and lifted up the saw. He came over with a slap in the hand, but unexpectedly, the little old man grabbed his wrist!
"Young man, don't be so angry!"

"You idiot, you are so old, you are so stupid, you are so powerful..."

The forestry worker's face turned red. He gritted his teeth and tried to pull his hand out of Blind Man Xia's hand, but he couldn't move as if he was caught in a vise!

　There used to be an old fortune teller in my grandma's family, his name was Xia Xiazi, and he was also nicknamed Little God. However, this little fairy was said to be possessed by Xian'er, that is, he was possessed by Hu, Huang, Chang, Python or the like, and he could read faces and see ghost houses. Later it was said that he was very miserable when he died and his body was all rotten.

　　
　
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