The car ran on it, one did not slip, the other did not fall into the pit, how much faster, but the butt also shook a lot, and when I arrived at my grandfather's house, I almost changed from two petals to four petals, and I walked crookedly.

The eldest grandfather is a warm-hearted person, and the eldest uncle is an official, educated, and very respected in the village, but there are few bamboos here, and there are not many mats, or Wu Yingcheng is 100% sure that he will occupy this place.

When the car arrived at the door, the eldest grandfather shouted at the door to help, which was the same last time, but there were few people to help, and Wu Yingcheng didn't care, and gave each of them five cigarettes, one to smoke, and four stuck on their ears to show off.

There are two cards on one side, there is no way, being rich is capricious.

So this time, with a roar, a few people and young men ran much faster, seven or eight people picked up, handed over, and moved, seventy or eighty mats, and it didn't take long to unload them.

Fortunately, Wu Yingcheng had already prepared, directly scattered four packs of cigarettes, and accompanied his grandfather to set up a dragon gate array, and hurriedly followed Lao Cai to the county seat.

Lao Cai thought that he was coming, so he went to the flour mill to take the flour back, and Wu Yingcheng hurriedly ran to Expert Luo.

I didn't think that as soon as I walked to the door, a person came out, carrying a jar in his hand, looking like that style and material, a bit like something from the Western Zhou Dynasty.

The man wore a pair of very thick myopic glasses, although he was only twenty-three or four, he had the temperament of an ancient scribe, and when he saw Wu Yingcheng, he hurriedly hid the jar in his arms.

Wu Yingcheng smiled and said, "This big brother, don't worry, I won't snatch your jar." ”

The man looked Wu Yingcheng up and down, didn't say anything, lowered his head and walked straight to the side, Wu Yingcheng shook his head, and was about to sigh that this person was too stingy, but when he saw two young people, he glanced at each other, and then followed.

No matter what era it is, young people are the easiest to learn bad, and it is also the easiest to see good and bad, although these two people are dressed well, but they have a sinister smile, and people with a little social experience know that they are gangsters, and it is definitely not good to keep up.

The second bad thing about Wu Yingcheng is that he is easy to fight, and he is still the kind of person who wants to fight no matter whether he can fight or not.

I didn't care about going to Expert Luo, I looked at the ground, this era is really poor, not to mention the bricks, there is not even a stone on the ground, so I can only grab a handful of ashes and pinch it in my hand and follow.

The two thugs followed the man from a distance, Wu Yingcheng followed the two thugs from a distance, and the four of them walked to a remote alley, the man sped up, the two thugs followed and sped up, Wu Yingcheng grabbed another handful of ashes and followed.

"Stand up for Lao Tzu!"

Entering the alley, the two thugs lost their scruples and started running directly.

The man was holding something in his hand, and he couldn't run fast, and he was soon caught up by two people, hiding the jar behind him and saying, "What do you two want to do?"

A thug spat on the ground and said, "Don't pretend to be a python for Lao Tzu, hurry up, take out your jar." ”

The man said, "This jar was left to me by my father, why should I give it to you?"

The thug didn't care, he took out a knife from his hand and compared it to the man's face, "What do you say?"

When the man saw it, he didn't seem to be very afraid, and the elegant temperament in his bones burst out, like an old master, and shouted loudly: "In broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, you wait for the night to be small, can you rob it?"

As the so-called Xiucai met the soldiers, it was unreasonable, not to mention the bandits, when the two gangsters heard this, they were stunned at first, and then sneered, "Gou Ri, what kind of foreign force are you pretending to be for Lao Tzu, hurry up, hurry up and bring it." ”

The thug said, glanced at the thug next to him, he was about to rob it as soon as he saw it, and the person's frame was also ready to be in the tank and the person was dead.

Wu Yingcheng hurriedly said: "Two big brothers, wait a minute, I have an antique in me, you let him go first, I'll give it to you?"

When the two of them heard this, they were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other and walked over, "Boy, where are your antiques, show us." ”

Wu Yingwei thought that the two of them would leave one person to watch the person, so that he would have the confidence to deal with the people who came over, but he didn't expect that both of them would come over, and he didn't have any magical martial arts, and the other party still had a knife, so things were a little difficult to handle.

"Bang!"

Just when Wu Yingcheng was hesitating, a broken voice sounded, and the man smashed a jar on the head of the thug with a knife, he sighed, hurriedly touched his head, turned his head, and the man stood there with an upright and calm face, as if he was provoking.

"Gou Ri, looking for death!"

The thug scolded, his anger grew fiercely, and he was about to stab him with a knife, but the man wanted to fight, but only once, his sleeve was stabbed, and he cut a cut, and he could only retreat while dodging by instinct.

When Wu Yingcheng saw it, he hurriedly scattered a handful of ashes on the face of the other thug, then kicked him in the stomach, then picked up the fragments of the jar on the ground, and threw them directly at the head of the thug with the knife.

With a bang, the thug with the knife was hit again, and he turned back to chase after him violently, and was about to stab him with a knife, Wu Yingcheng repeated his old tricks, first a handful of ashes, and then a kick, and also kicked him to the ground.

The thugs were smashing the seeds and scolding the turtle son, rubbing his eyes with his hands, and waving his knife at the same time to prevent Wu Yingcheng from kicking him again.

Wu Yingcheng didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, they didn't want to die, but Wu Yingcheng still had his own dreams and a great future, but he couldn't play with his life here, so he hurriedly pulled the man into the alley, turned left and right, and finally got rid of the two miscellaneous pieces.

"Are you alright?"

Wu Yingcheng saw that the man's face was pale, and he couldn't stop being angry, and hurriedly asked.

The man shook his head, touched the sweat on his head and said, "I'm fine, I'm just tired of running, what about you, it's okay, right?"

Wu Yingcheng said a little embarrassedly: "I'm fine, it's just a pity that your jar is broken." ”

The man sat on the ground, looking loveless.

"Hey, it's broken, it's broken, anyway, so many good ones have already been broken, and it's not bad for this last one.

Besides, if you are kind enough to help me, I can't die without help, can I?"

Wu Yingcheng heard what he said, estimated that this person should be a collector and knew some collecting knowledge, and asked, "Did you have a lot of this kind of jar at home before?"

The man looked at the sun in the sky, slit his eyes in confusion, and said, "Well, my dad used to collect a lot, but they were all broken in that catastrophe."

This jar was used by my mother to hold eggs, and they used it as a normal jar, so they kept it.

Unexpectedly, in the end, there was still none. Hey, maybe this is fate, I, Liu Jianguo, am destined not to inherit my father's legacy. ”

"Liu Jianguo?"

When Wu Yingcheng heard this, he was a little overjoyed for a while.

Because in the previous life, his friend who bought antiques of urine jars was called Liu Jianguo.

It's just that when they met in the previous life, the two of them were already in their forties, and their faces had changed a lot, and this old boy was fashionable, got a pair of contact lenses, and often wore a Hanfu, and didn't pay much attention to it.

As soon as he said this, Wu Yingcheng took a closer look, in addition to losing a lot of weight, there were indeed many similarities with him between his facial features.

Moreover, Wu Yingcheng has a good relationship with him and knows a lot about him, including the names of his parents, as well as information about where he studied in primary and secondary schools, junior high schools, and high schools.

Thinking about it, the only thing that can be tested is the school, although the two are not in the same class, but the first session of the high school after the catastrophe opened in 78 years, he must also be at this level.

And the school has not opened for so many years, there are many and miscellaneous people, there are people from all over the world, like Wu Yingcheng, who can't be found in the sea of people, Liu Jianguo doesn't know him, it's also normal.

"Did you study in a county high school in high school?" Wu Yingcheng asked.

Liu Jianguo helped his glasses, and his vigilance was lowered a lot, "You, do you know me?"

Wu Yingcheng nodded, "I'm Wu Yingcheng from Class 78 (1), and I've seen your name on the school's big-character poster." ”

As a collector, he naturally has a deep affection for the culture of the Dragon Kingdom, Liu Jianguo has written a good handwriting under the strict requirements of his father since he was a child, and his writing is good.

At this time, the students had a low level of general education, and even some teachers were not as good as his writing, and the big-character posters in the school were all written by him.

"Oh, I'm from Class 4, no wonder I haven't seen you. Liu Jianguo said.

Wu Yingcheng scratched his head, "Hehe, a student like me can't compare with you."

Oh, by the way, I heard that you were assigned to work at the Dong'an Town Food Bureau, why didn't you go?"

Wu Yingcheng knew the reason for this, and now he asked just to find something to say.

Liu Jianguo lowered his head again and sighed, "Brother Wu, you may have heard that my father was the last group of lifters in the Qing Dynasty, and he was criticized in that catastrophe, and he drank the iron rod and died of paint.

Although we were rehabilitated in 78 and the government sent people to see us, I feel that those people in the unit are still looking at me with that kind of cold eyes, and I don't know many things.

I couldn't stand that anger, so I quit my job behind my mother's back, I originally thought that after making a little money with the ability left by my father, I never thought that this was the result, it seems that God is going to kill me. ”

Wu Yingcheng had heard of these things in his previous life.

It stands to reason that Liu Jianguo is lucky, because he was born in the county seat, his father is a lifter, and he has received a good education since he was a child.

But in reality, he was very unlucky.