Chapter 82: The Basement

PS: Thank you for the fourth reward of the book friend [Silver Dagger]!

Thanks to the book friend [Rafael] for his two tips.

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A small two-story building near an old basketball court.

A white Isuzu truck was parked in front of the small building.

The middle-aged driver in the driver's seat, holding a cigarette, was slowly spitting out smoke.

When Old Man Xu walked slowly, the driver hurriedly threw away the cigarette, then opened the car door and jumped down from the seat.

"Dad, you're back!" the driver said respectfully.

With the progress of the times, people's titles for fathers have changed from "Dad" in the sixties and seventies, to "Dad" in the eighties and nineties, and then to "Baba" after the millennium.

From respectfulness to intimacy.

At the same time, some of the feudal rules of the ancestors were discarded.

"Hmm!" Old Man Xu replied with an indifferent expression.

"Dad, did the man agree?" the driver asked cautiously.

Old man Xu glanced at the respectful son in front of him, and then said, "Can he not accept it?"

Let's look around.

"What about the others?"

"They're cleaning up inside!" the middle-aged driver was still respectful.

For his father, he was in awe.

For decades, he never dared to disobey.

"You continue to control the wind here, I'll go in and take a look!" With that, Old Man Xu walked past the driver and walked straight inside.

Inside the house.

Basement.

"Xiao Wu, be careful, don't drop the porcelain vase in your hand! it can be sold for hundreds of thousands!" looked slightly similar to Xiao Wu, but was slightly older than the young man, and his tone was harsh.

"Second brother, don't worry, you will never fall!" Xiao Wu replied casually.

After that, he also threw the porcelain vase in his hand.

"You ......" Xiao Xian was angry for a while.

"Xiao Wu, stop playing! If you drop the porcelain vase, you won't even want to take a penny in the second half of the year!" On the side, a middle-aged man who was carefully placing a Tang Sancai said calmly.

"Uncle ......" Hearing this, Xiao Wu caught the porcelain vase, and then put the porcelain vase away awkwardly.

"Huh. Looking at Xiao Wu's appearance, Xiao Xian made no secret of his gloating.

"Knock knock~"

Suddenly, the iron door above his head was suddenly knocked.

The middle-aged man, Xiao Yan and Xiao Wu all quietly put down everything in their hands, and then touched their respective waists.

"Knock knock~"

"Knock~"

"Knock knock~"

This was followed by several rhythmic tappings in succession.

As the striking was completed, the vigilance of the three of them relaxed a little.

The next moment, a "babbling" sounded.

The iron gate overhead, pulled up.

"It's me!"

After the iron door was opened, Old Man Xu spoke.

Hearing Old Man Xu's voice, the three of them really let down all their guards at this time.

"Dad, you're back!"

"Ah Gong!"

"Ah Gong!" Xiao Wu.

"Hmm!" Old Man Xu replied lightly, and then climbed down slowly through the iron ladder.

The middle-aged man took a few steps forward, and then cautiously stretched out his hands, wanting to hold Old Man Xu.

Old man Xu waved his hand and directly stopped his eldest son's help.

"No, I'm not old enough!

When the middle-aged man heard this, he didn't leave immediately, but continued to stand behind Old Man Xu, ready to lend a helping hand at any time.

Old man Xu didn't complain anymore, and still climbed down steadily and slowly.

The iron ladder in the basement is not high, less than three meters.

No matter how slow Old Man Xu is, it won't take long after all.

With his feet on the ground, Old Man Xu looked at his eldest son and asked, "Second child, how long will it take to wrap up?"

Unlike Volkswagen.

The title of Old Man Xu's family has a kind of family order of ancient peasants.

It's the kind of family that relocates and rebranches in a strange place.

In this kind of family, the head of the family is generally called Ah Da by others.

And the son of the next generation.

will also be sorted.

the eldest son, called the second;

The second son, called the third.

In the next generation, if the first generation still exists, most of them will also be in order.

Then four, five, six.........

Until the death of the generation in charge.

The next generation will begin to reorder.

At this time, the independent door will also develop into a big family.

Then, with each generation, it can be reordered.

This situation used to be the norm all over the country.

However, as society developed, the peasants were detached from the land.

Today, very few of them exist.

However, in some rural areas, there will also be remnants of the same order that once existed.

It is the same surname, the same village, and the same ancestor.

"Dad, it's almost ready tomorrow!" the middle-aged man said respectfully.

"Hmm!" Old man Xu nodded, and then said: "Be careful, this buyer is a rich man! As long as this cooperation goes well, we can get rid of all the things in our hands through him!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man had a worried face.

"Dad, do foreigners believe it or not?"

As soon as these words came out, Old Man Xu suddenly glared at his eldest son, and then said, "Your father and I are not old and confused!"

The middle-aged man wanted to speak and stopped.

Seeing this, Old Man Xu breathed a sigh of relief, and then sighed and said, "I know what you want to say!"

"I told you. ”

"Dig graves and borrow money from your predecessors! Sooner or later, you will be punished!"

Ever since he saw Shi Yi's strange technique, he believed in this sentence even more.

"You brothers just do it with me! Xiao Xiao Wu is still young, and they can have a bright future!"

"This time it went well, so we took the opportunity to get rid of all the treasures we had accumulated in the past. ”

"The money we earned is enough for several generations of our family to be rich. ”

"In the future, don't touch it again!"

What the eldest son thinks, Old Man Xu also knows.

It's just that I don't want to take the mountain.

But Old Man Xu is old, but he doesn't want future generations to continue to touch this kind of dead money.

Twenty or thirty years have passed.

Although lucky, the family is still neat and tidy.

But Old Man Xu has seen too many lives and deaths in this industry.

He wanted to take advantage of the fact that he was not dead and let the whole family collect the mountain together.

Looking up at his father's firm face, the middle-aged man lowered his head, and then said helplessly: "Dad, I know!"

Old man Xu saw that his son should come down, nodded, and then changed the topic.

"It's the end of August now! The university will start in September, and there will be only a few days left! After Xiao Wu signs up, he will still participate in military training, so don't follow us this time!"

"Don't go to Xiao Shi, send one to Xiao Wu!"

"Ah Gong!" Xiao Yan put down the things in his hand and looked at Old Man Xu and said.

On the side, Xiao Wu also stopped moving.

"It's still useful for me to speak, right?" Old man Xu frowned.

"Got it!" replied reluctantly.

"Dad, did you convince the other party just now?" Seeing that his son was unhappy with his father, the middle-aged man hurriedly interjected.

"Humph!"

"Persuasion?" Old man Xu smiled disdainfully.

"The video of his murder is in our hands! As long as he is disobedient, can he bear the consequences?"

"Second brother, in order to prevent the other party from being disobedient, you wait and give a copy of the video screen to Xiao Shi!"

"Dad, I'll send him one with Bluetooth later!"

"Hmm!" Old Man Xu nodded, and then continued: "Okay, just say so much, let's go get busy first!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged old man continued to pack the previous Tang Sancai.