"Ahh Guo Zixian didn't expect Xiong Baizhou to avoid it, and wanted to run to stop the old man in a hurry, but the harpoon stopped at a distance of 30 cm from Xiong Baizhou's chest.

"Why don't you hide, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" said the old man in a rough voice.

"We have no grievances in the past, and no enemies in the near future, why do you want to stab me to death?" Xiong Baizhou didn't have a little fear on his face, and even asked with a smile.

Xiong Baizhou dared to use his head to push the shotgun with the safety bolt, how could he be frightened by the old man's murderous behavior.

However, Xiong Baizhou glanced at Guo Zixian a little strangely, she just blocked it in that situation, which was actually a dangerous move.

"You kid is brave enough, but the person who comes is not good, I don't welcome you. The old man put down the harpoon and gave the order to expel the guests.

"Uncle, what are you doing so excited, be careful that it is not good for your health. Xiong Baizhou not only did not go out, but glanced at the courtyard with great interest, which was actually similar to the countryside in the north, except that there were more rusty fishing gear and fishing gear in the corner.

Xiong Baizhou noticed a few stools under the eaves, and the old man immediately said, "You are not allowed to sit on that stool." ”

"Smack. Xiong Baizhou sat directly on the stool, and took out a cigarette with a smile and handed it over: "Uncle, this year's Gui Geng." ”

Guo Zixian only reversed from the stab just now, the old fisherman was so fierce and unreasonable, he didn't expect Xiong Baizhou to be bolder, he expected that the stab was terrifying, and he didn't dodge it.

Combined with Xiong Baizhou's current appearance, Guo Zixian has a little understanding.

Why Henderson has not been able to take the demolition here, in addition to the fierce and fickle villagers, the character of Henderson employees is also a problem, if this thorn changes the people of Henderson Real Estate, maybe they will be scared out of the door, so naturally there is no room to talk.

Guo Zixian then thought that he may not be inferior to Xiong Baizhou in the development layout of his career, and if he calmed down and thought about the plan of 100 cities and 100 stores, he might also come up with such a large-scale strategy, but he lacked the courage of Xiong Baizhou.

Thinking of this, Guo Zixian has a little more understanding of Xiong Baizhou: his belly is dark and deep, and he is more courageous, but he is also surprisingly big-minded, and the thorn just now has been forgotten like this, which shows that this person does not care about the gains and losses on the surface, and does not seek fame and pursue real profits.

I thought he was a scoundrel before, but in fact, he was prejudiced in his subjective thoughts, and Xiong Baizhou did come to solve the problem today.

Xiong Baizhou and the old man have already chatted without a word, and the old fisherman probably thinks that the means will not work against Xiong Baizhou, and he can't drive it away, and he can't be scared, plus the cigarettes given by Xiong Baizhou are better, so he has to take care of one or two sentences.

In this kind of chat, Xiong Baizhou learned that the family name was Wei, and his two sons were all killed in a fishing trip in 1993, and he also had a little granddaughter.

"Uncle Wei, this place was designated as a demolition site last year, do you know?" Xiong Baizhou saw that he was quite addicted to smoking, and handed over a cigarette as he spoke.

This time, the old fisherman did not smoke it immediately, but carefully put it in the pocket of his jacket: "This kind of good cigarette should not be smoked too much at one time." ”

By the way, he also deliberately ignored Xiong Baizhou's problem.

Xiong Baizhou smiled unmindingly and beckoned Sheng Yuanqing over: "Go and pick up all the cigarettes in the car." ”

"What about the special supply given by Mr. Zhao?"

"Bring it with you, too. ”

Sheng Yuanqing's "pedaling" action was very fast, and he immediately carried a bag of good cigarettes, some of which were not available in the market at all.

The old fisherman was a smoking gun, and his eyes were shining when he saw these cigarettes, but he still refused very principledly: "Don't try to buy me with these cigarettes, I won't move away." ”

"The old man is really cautious enough, he must be a firm and unyielding revolutionary soldier in the era of the Anti-Japanese War. Xiong Baizhou made a joke, stood up and patted his buttocks: "I'll go into the house and take a look." ”

"Whatever you want, don't wake up my little granddaughter. The old fisherman felt that Xiong Baizhou didn't look down on these things in his house, so he didn't follow in to monitor them.

The house was wet, and there was a damp musty smell coming to the nose, because the power had been cut off here, and it was pitch black, Xiong Baizhou was observing with a little light, and then Guo Zixian also walked in.

"It's no longer a good place to live. Xiong Baizhou said suddenly.

Of course, it is not suitable for people to live, looking at the ruins of the broken walls peeled off by the dampness, it is probably difficult to understand with Guo Zixian's growth experience: "That river is like the Milky Way, with prosperity on one side and poverty on the other, two very different worlds." ”

Xiong Baizhou shook his head: "It's not because of the conditions, but most of the houses here are already dangerous, just now I followed you around a long circle, and found that the structure of the houses here is almost the same, in disrepair and near the river, the water vapor has long corroded the foundation and the infrastructure of the house." ”

Guo Zixian blushed a little, he was intruding at random just now, but Xiong Baizhou had already seen these situations in his eyes.

"Especially when it's raining. Xiong Baizhou stretched out his hand and shook the wooden column used as a support for the house, as if to verify Xiong Baizhou's words, and the whole house swayed with Xiong Baizhou's shaking.

"Don't shake it. Guo Zixian was startled and immediately stopped.

After all, the shaking sound was still a little loud, and a little girl sat up from the bed and asked in a milky voice, "Who are you?"

A little girl suddenly appeared in the dark room, Guo Zixian was a little nervous, Xiong Baizhou gently patted the back of her hand: "Don't think about it." ”

Guo Zixian realized that she didn't know when she took the initiative to hold Xiong Baizhou's hand, maybe she was shaking the house.

Xiong Baizhou comforted Guo Zixian, walked over and picked up the little girl on the bed: "Go, take you to your grandparents." ”

The little girl's family conditions are not pretty, she has a small nose, a small mouth, and her eyes are not big, but her face is fleshy, Xiong Baizhou doesn't cry or make trouble when she picks her up, her eyes are staring at Xiong Baizhou like this.

Guo Zixian looked interesting, and gently pinched the little chubby face, and the little girl immediately turned her head and looked at Guo Zixian for a moment.

There were too many people outside, and the little girl's eyes probably couldn't see it, so she stared around in a daze, and finally returned to her grandparents.

"Grandpa, you're hungry. "I am still controlled by the hunger of my body.

"Grandpa fried yellow croaker for you to eat, okay. "I can see that the old fisherman loves this little granddaughter very much.

"Good. The chubby little face nodded obediently.

"Old Wei, we also have dinner here at noon, I want slimy white rice porridge with yellow croaker. Xiong Baizhou also ordered unceremoniously.

The old fisherman's craftsmanship is still trustworthy, but in half an hour, a plate of fried yellow croaker crispy on the outside and tender on the inside was served, accompanied by two bowls of spiky white rice porridge, Xiong Baizhou sniffed it and nodded with satisfaction.

Guo Zixian is a little difficult to put down chopsticks, she is still a little restrained by the environment here, and she is also used to fine food.

The old fisherman saw that Guo Zixian was a little disgusted, snorted, and only cared about feeding his little granddaughter.

Seeing this situation, Xiong Baizhou picked the largest yellow croaker, cut off the head and tail and put it in his bowl, and gave the piece on his stomach to Guo Zixian: "I promise you that the delicacies of the mountains and seas are not as authentic as the original." ”

Guo Zixian finally trusted Xiong Baizhou, took a small bite first, and seemed to think it was good, and then took a bite to taste better and more delicious, and a piece of fish belly was quickly eaten.

Seeing this situation, the old fisherman had a smile on his face, and the atmosphere was a little warm after a meal, and then Bai Dengwei came over and whispered: "Brother Xiong, Deng Keshan is back." ”

Xiong Baizhou was taking care of the fine thorns on the fish's tail, raised his head and winked at the chubby face, and then said:

"Do things!"