With an angry shout, the guards who raised a thick wooden stick were frightened and did not dare to knock them down.

But Shao Tilt reacted: Flying hair, a little kid, dare to take care of Lao Tzu.

The enraged pursuers, guarding the gate, got carried away, raised the stick again, and smashed it viciously at the little mute's head.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, and he was dedicated to protecting the young master, and he saw the mosquito clearly on the side, a black half brick, flying and smashing the chasing soldiers to protect the front door, and there was a close contact with a "snap".

As soon as the painful nerve twitched, the big wooden stick deviated and fell from the dumb brother's ear. Frightened all over the body, righteousness and courage turned out to be in exchange for life, no wonder the government attaches so much importance to it, and I am convinced.

All day on the 19th, the three of them did not dare to take half a step out of the old man's courtyard gate.

After saying that, after defending the gate, the trio quickly evacuated, and the old man who fell to the ground before flashed his magic all the way, and took the two teenagers to run the trail, the third street and six alleys, and ran for more than three miles in one breath before he came to this empty old mansion.

This house must be the landlord's house, and the old man lives in one room, and locks five or six rooms. Some of the houses had collapsed and there was a big hole in the roof.

Pile upon pile, old wood rotten tiles.

There is a well in the patio, which is very old, and it has been looking at the stones for many years.

There were two empty rooms next to a row of six halls, and the east room was in the middle of it, and there were only two or three old wooden beams, all of which had collapsed, and there was only one frame. In one room, there are also neatly stacked piles of good stones and wood, which also seem to be some years old.

Brother Dumb Cui is engaged in engineering construction, and it can be seen at a glance that this is a good large family house compound with good feng shui.

Although I didn't go out, I didn't sit idle, listening to the old man tell stories for a day. At the beginning, the mosquito asked you if you are a cadre, how much money can an old cadre earn a month, what kind of officials have you been, and what kind of guidance have you received?

The old man was very unfamiliar with this, and it was difficult to say his position.

It's really hard to say, but no matter what, his high income is more than 150 yuan per month, which is already a large number, and the young man who has just worked is only about 30 yuan.

It seems that he is really an old revolutionary, a big official.

The old man thought rationally, facing two young people, two young people, the old man drank well water and talked about history:

To the effect that he was a cadre at the level of a county magistrate, he fought many battles to liberate the city and the surrounding enemies.

When it was first liberated, he was the director of the city's anti-bandit department, in charge of two regiments, the large regiment had more than 1,000 people, and the small regiment had several hundred people, all of which were adapted from the county brigade, and because of the concurrent gunshot wounds, he was hospitalized for half a year.

When he was discharged from the hospital, the two regiments were transferred early and went to Hainan. The Bandit Suppression Office didn't have a few guns, and finally became the secretary of the party committee of a bureau in this city, in charge of nearly 10,000 people.

* At the beginning, he was delegated to a level, and when he went to the moving company, he became a manager, and there were more than 400 workers.

He was not safe in his tenure as manager, and he offended some people in a few years, so a neighbor went to the Red Guards to sue him, accepted things from the masses, and accepted bribes! The masses heard that there was a quacking sound of ducks sent by workers in his house. Well, it was given to him by the workers.

So he was demoted again, was transferred, and was transferred to a grain station in Chengguan, but he didn't become the stationmaster, I heard that the organization department did not pass, and he was in that grain station, and he was a small official of the warehouse director, and he was only in charge of three warehouse keepers. Later, I didn't let it be, let the young people go on, and retired early.

A few days ago, I read a newspaper saying that there are quite a few veteran cadres in Beijing who have been liberated from Jiangxi, reinstated to their posts, and reinstated as officials.

What else will be treated?

As a result, I went seven or eight times, but I didn't see Shangguanye, but I offended the door guard. He started to scold the officials, but when he didn't see him, he refused to listen, but as a result, the eldest brother of the guard misunderstood, thinking that he was scolding the guard, so he had a conflict and was beaten.

It's really not a big hate.