Chapter 3: A Trip to Nanfeng Mountain

"What's the noise, it's not okay to watch the room quietly!" A voice suddenly covered the noise of the others, and everyone followed the voice, only to see a man in a windbreaker and sunglasses walking over. The man walked up to Jiang Yufan and Wu Xiaowen, slowly took off his sunglasses, took a deep breath of cigar smoke, and spit out a string of smoke rings.

"Isn't this Zhou Haoming, the second son of Lvfeng Real Estate Group?" said a sharp-eyed person casually to the people around him.

I heard that he was recently promoted to deputy director of the Demolition and Construction Office of the Municipal Bureau of Housing and Urban-Rural Development. Another added.

"Who should I be, isn't this Jiang Yufan, the director of this office didn't become the office, and he came to buy a house by himself, haha..."

"Zhou Haoming, don't fucking yin and yang, do you want to be shameless, rely on your uncle and your father to be the deputy director, and also occupy the quota of Lao Tzu's welfare house!" Jiang Yufan glared at Zhou Haoming fiercely and said.

"So what, my dad is Niu B, no way, it's so powerful. Zhou Haoming said as he turned his eyes to look at Wu Xiaowen, and his eyes kept looking up and down.

"Xiaowen, have you figured it out now, what is the future with this waste, I pursued you desperately two years ago, but you promised him, come back, come back to me, the villa by the river, luxury cars are not a problem!" Zhou Haoming said to Wu Xiaowen.

"Zhou Shao, Director Zhou! It's all because I was young at the time, and I didn't understand anything before I chose Jiang Yufan, the second generation of waste farmers, today it's good that I reined in the precipice, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable! Then take me to see the small villa by the river now." Wu Xiaowen said and took the initiative to hold Zhou Haoming's arm.

"Let's go, I'm upset when I see this waste!" said Zhou Haoming, who hugged Wu Xiaowen's * and walked out of the hall in a chic manner.

"Grass and mud horses, Lao Tzu will kill you!" Jiang Yufan's forehead was bruised, and he picked up a stool next to him with his left hand and was about to rush up, but was stopped by several people around him.

Watching Zhou Haoming and Wu Xiaowen get in the car and leave, Jiang Yufan suddenly had a weak leg and sat down on the ground, and the people around him looked at him and shook their heads from time to time. After sitting all morning, Jiang Yufan walked out of the sales hall, at this time he felt very tired, really tired, and just wanted to go back to his residence and sleep well.

Walking through two streets, at the corner of an intersection, Jiang Yufan saw a circle of people from a distance, many of whom were pointing at the circle. When he got closer, it turned out that there was an old woman lying on the ground, with a painful face, and the people around him were looking numbly, saying, some people even picked up their mobile phones to take pictures there, and were busy posting on Moments, but no one was willing to step forward to help.

Jiang Yufan's grandmother just passed away last year, because she was busy with work, she couldn't go back to see her for the last time, the old woman in front of her, with gray hair, was very similar to her grandmother, Yufan's heart moved, pushed aside the crowd, and walked forward quickly.

"Young man, are you alright? The old man is bad now, be careful of you!" a middle-aged woman next to her kindly reminded.

"Awesome, these years when I went out on the street, I dared to help the old man, what a man! Alas, when I saw him, I seemed to see my former self, my BMW, my mansion, alas, tragedy is always repeated!" a man sighed, pushed his bicycle and walked away.

Jiang Yufan ignored the discussion of the people around him, helped the old grandmother, let her sit down on the stone chair next to her, opened the mineral water bottle in his hand, and let her drink some water.

After about 10 minutes, the old man's face gradually returned to normal.

"Grandma, are you alright? What's wrong just now, lying on the road. Jiang Yufan asked with concern.

"Oh, I'm fine, it was hot just now, and I don't know anything when I get dizzy. Young man, I really want to thank you! you are a good person!" the old man took Yu Fan's hand and said with a somewhat excited expression.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's what I'm supposed to do. Yu Fan was a little embarrassed, his face was slightly hot, in fact, he knew in his heart that he was in a trance and regarded her as his grandmother.

After thanking Jiang Yufan, the old grandmother stood up and prepared to leave. Seeing her staggering a little, Yu Fan's heart softened, stepped forward and helped her.

"Where is your home, I'll send you home!" Yu Fan said to her.

"That's a real nuisance for you! My house is in the alley in front of me. The old man said with a grateful face.

In this way, Jiang Yufan helped the old grandmother cross the road, passed through a deep alley, and came to a low and dilapidated house. The old man opened the door, Yu Fan entered the house and saw that the furnishings in the house were very simple, except for a bed, a table, a few small benches, and a simple firewood stove, there was no other furniture, and there was a large pile of garbage and debris in the corners around the room. Yu Fan understood that the old man was a scavenger.

Yu Fan felt that his nose was a little sour, and took out his wallet, which happened to have 350 yuan in cash, he took out 300 yuan, stuffed it into the old man's hand, and was about to leave, when the old man suddenly grabbed his clothes.

"Thank you, young man, wait, I have something for you. As he spoke, the old man took out a stone the size of a half-fist from the drawer, this stone was crystal clear, and there were some lines and patterns distributed around it, which looked very beautiful.

"I picked it up when I was scavenging, and my wife doesn't have anything valuable, so I'll give you this stone as a souvenir!" said the old man, handing the stone to Yu Fan. Yu Fan couldn't refuse, so he had to accept the stone.

Walking out of the alley, Yu Fan felt a little brighter in his heart, thinking about what had happened in the past two days as he walked. Suddenly I feel that I am still so young, I should not be decadent, think about today's grandmother, who is in her seventies, has no children, lives by scavenging, and actually sponsors three college students! Isn't she just a lost love, there is nothing to be hypocritical!

Seeing that it was still early, Jiang Yufan decided to climb Nanfeng Mountain, he always wanted to go, but he was accommodating to his girlfriend on weekdays, and he either went to the mall or watched a movie with her on weekends, and he never made it.

Nanfeng Mountain is located in the suburbs of Handong City, close to the mountainous area, with lush mountains and forests, high negative oxygen ions, and particularly fresh air, known as the lungs of Handong. Jiang Yufan took 40 minutes by car and climbed for another 2 hours, and finally reached the top of the mountain. Standing on the top of the mountain, Yu Fan roared three times, took a few deep breaths of fresh air, and felt comfortable.

took out a large bottle of Erguotou that he brought up the mountain, and ate and drank it alone with sauce elbow and peanuts, and fell asleep in the pavilion on the top of the mountain before he knew it.

When Jiang Yufan woke up, he didn't realize that it was getting late, he stretched out very happily, and was about to get up and go back to the Mochizuki Hotel on the mountainside to rest. At this moment, he suddenly heard a "hissing" sound next to his thigh, Yu Fan looked down, and saw a black * swallowing snake whiskers, aiming at his crotch with squints.

Jiang Yufan was almost scared to pee, a cold sweat broke out on his back, and he hurriedly groped out a stone from his body, wanting to use it as a weapon, which was the one given to him by the old grandmother who was scavenging. It's too late, it's fast, just as the poisonous snake attacked his crotch, Yu Fan instinctively protected his second child with both hands, the poisonous snake bit the back of his hand, and the blood quickly soaked Yu Fan's entire hand, and even the stone in his hand was almost all dyed red.

"God, you are so deliberately against me, is Lao Tzu really going to die in Nanshan today? Jiang Yufan thought desperately in his heart.

Jiang Yufan barely leaned against the pillar, his body began to slump, the stone in his hand fell to the ground, and he felt that his consciousness gradually began to blur...