It is said that after Wang Gong returned to Beijing, he took the photo to this old Mr. Feng Qiying for appreciation. Seeing the two dragons playing with pearls above, Mr. Feng was moved, and every branch and leaf on it made him itch, and finally he couldn't hold it back, and wanted to come to see the real thing, so Ye Haibo also pulled him to the backer.

When he arrived at the wild vegetable factory, Feng Qiying stopped in front of the two dragons and pearls to watch, this look was a hundred times more mysterious than the photo, whether it was the spirit and spirit, the endless wonder, the old gentleman was reluctant to leave.

Finding Lin Qingshan, Feng Lao bluntly said that he wanted to buy these two yew trees. Lin Qingshan and the others had all ventilated with the fat man in advance, so of course they couldn't call the shots. Especially after saying that the Japanese had also failed to buy at a high price back then, Mr. Feng was also anxious: "You don't count what the factory director said, who is in charge?"

In this way, Ye Haibo pulled him to the goose factory to find the fat man. The fat man thought that Feng Lao had agreed to join the gang, so he happily stepped in, but the other party split his head and asked: "That Erlong Playing Pearl, no matter how much it is, I bought it!"

The fat man scratched his head, and his little eyes waited: "Old Feng, no matter how much money you pay, I won't sell it." ”

Good guys, as soon as the two of them came up, they pointed to Mai Mang, and no one gave a share. Ye Haibo knew the fat man's plan, and he was secretly anxious: The fat brother is a little dizzy today, what should I do if I provoke Mr. Feng and leave?

Feng Lao's face turned even redder, and his eyes met the fat man's small eyes: "How about 10,000 yuan, I will immediately call you a 10,000 yuan household." ”

"I was a 10,000 yuan household the year before last, and I still have a certificate from the county. The fat man snorted in his nose, he had already seen that this old gentleman was full of arrogance in his bones, and he probably disdained to stay in a small place like Gushantun, so he was not polite.

Anyway, the fat man pondered it: people with this kind of habit, when they see the two dragons playing with pearls, I am afraid they will never be willing to leave.

Feng Qiying looked at this unattractive fat man again, thinking that he was bragging. Ye Haibo nodded and testified to the fat man.

Feng Qiying also frowned: The other party is not bad for money, this thing is a bit difficult to do, this dead fat man just won't let go, I can't rob it, and I definitely can't rob this guy.

"Fat comrade, you must know that if the two dragons and pearls are in my hands, they can really be appreciated by more people and truly reflect their value, which is better than burying it in your ravine, right?"

The fat man said twice: "We are going to build a national sanatorium here, I'm afraid there will be more people who can appreciate it then." ”

"Why don't you fat man eat oil and salt at all!" Feng Qiying finally became anxious.

"Winning people's love is not a gentleman's doing, we have countless yew trees on this mountain, if you really like it, you can find it yourself. "The fat man is not polite at all.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Ye Haibo hurriedly came out to play a round: "Old Feng, you will dissipate your anger first, let's slowly figure out a way." He now roughly understands the fat man's intentions, he is playing this little trick, but the old Feng is so old, if he is angry, it will be too unkind.

Of course, the fat man can also take care of the size, and happily beckoned everyone to eat, although Feng Lao was indignant in his heart, he also knew that this matter could not be done overnight, so he also sat outside for dinner together accompanied by Ye Haibo.

The big scene of more than 100 people having a dinner in the wild is indeed rare to see, a soup, a dish and a meal, not to mention a sumptuous meal, but the people who have worked hard for a day eat very sweetly, all of them are like grabbing rice, the pots and pans are ringing, very lively.

Even Wang Ping didn't have the engineer's shelf, and followed everyone to grab vegetables to eat, but he was usually used to chewing and swallowing slowly, where was the opponent of these laborers, and he was so anxious that he shouted in his mouth: "Leave me some of this pickle!"

The monkey smiled and brought him a small dish, which was a large pickled grasshopper, each one of which was an inch long, and the beard and long legs were the same as when he was alive: "Wang Gong, try this." ”

Wang Ping really didn't dare to put down the chopsticks, and the Lu Gong next to him didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, picked up one and put it in his mouth and chewed: "Well, it's very fragrant, if you don't eat it, I'll be all round." ”

Hearing him say this, Wang Gong also ate one with his eyes closed, then picked up the plate, pulled more than half of it into his own bowl, and handed the rest to Lu Gong.

Lu Gong is relatively rude, and this lively atmosphere is very suitable for his appetite, so he said to the monkey: "Brother Monkey, let's pickle more of this this this year." ”

"That's fine, by the fall, it's all this stuff. The monkey patted his little chest vigorously.

While talking, the fat man walked over and ran away two big grasshoppers from Wang Gong's bowl, so angry that Wang Gong rolled his eyes, and Lu Gong laughed.

After dinner, the fat man got up: "Xiao Yezi, you go and send Feng Lao back to the village, there is a sleeping horse here, you are so old, don't toss and get sick." ”

Feng Lao is also a strong temper: "I'm not a paper paste, so I slept here." "It seems that he is really on a good match with the fat man.

The fat man snickered in his heart: As long as you don't leave, I'm not afraid that you won't be in the trap, hehe-

After dark, everyone got into the horse rack, and as soon as the curtain was put down, it was tight inside, so it was not too cold. The ground was covered with thick reed curtains, some with wool mats, or old sheepskin jackets, so it was not cool at all. was covered with a big cover, and a sleep was a night, and he really didn't suffer a crime.

The horse frame where the fat man lives is even more comfortable, there is stupidity on the left, and there is a tudu on the right, just like two big meat pads, squeezing the fat man in the middle, hot and hot. The only bad thing is that the stupid and doody sleep is not very honest, turning over and rolling, but fortunately, the fat man sleeps and dies, and will not be disturbed by them.

slept until midnight, I listened to the ugly snort outside the horse shelf, and then Ye Haibo picked up the reed curtain and came in, and with a flick of the flashlight, I saw the fat man hugging the stupid neck and the stupid slap on his body;

"Fat brother, get up!" Ye Haibo shouted, secretly admiring in his heart: Fat brother is really not ordinary.

In fact, although the fat man sleeps deeply, he feels sensitive, and he wakes up when he hears the ugly hum in normal times, but the search for gold underground during the day consumes the mind greatly, so he will sleep like a dead pig.

Stupid woke up first, sat up in a daze, and then pushed the fat man twice, and the fat man turned over: "Little Yezi, what's the matter?"

"Hurry up and take a look, Old Feng is sick, vomiting and diarrhea, and tossing is terrible!" Ye Haibo said anxiously.

"This old man is too stubborn, he still doesn't believe him when he goes back to the village!" the fat man muttered as he put on his clothes and ran over with Ye Haibo. Halfway through, the potion was ready.

Because I was working in the field, when I came, Lao Yaozi prepared a lot of commonly used herbs for everyone, all of which have been refined into pills.

And Feng Lao's situation is mainly because he is old, eating in the open air outside, choking on the wind and air, so diarrhea occurs. And the pills in this regard, the fat man also has the most.

Got into the tent where Ye Haibo and Feng Lao lived, and saw that the monkey was holding a basin, Feng Lao pouted and spit out water, and Cheng Lei was still next to him to help him beat his back.

"What do you mean by this?" The fat man hurriedly took out two large pills and stuffed them into Feng Lao's mouth: "Hurry up and chew and eat." ”

Feng Lao felt a strong smell of medicine enter his throat, and he immediately suppressed the vomiting **. Hurriedly chewed a few times, choked the pill, and then took the water cup in the fat man's hand, and poured two sips, which was sweet and silky, and it turned out to be honey water.

At this time, Li Liuye also appeared at the door of the horse rack: "Come out one, I'll go in and give it to Old Feng Zhizhi." ”

"I just finished taking the medicine, so I should be fine. "The fat man is still very confident in the old medicine.

"It's an external problem, you can't just take medicine, you have to prick needles. After Cheng Lei went out, Li Liuye got in, pinched Feng Lao's fingers, twisted them a few times, and then suddenly pulled out a big horseshoe needle, and it was two clicks.

This is a needle, I thought it was acupuncture, good guy, use a big horseshoe needle! The fat man was also shocked, this big horseshoe needle is specially used to hold the soles of shoes, twice as long as a sewing needle, and the thickness is about the same as a toothpick.

Unexpectedly, after two stitches, there was no blood, just water. Li Liuye squeezed hard with his hands for a long time, and finally squeezed out two drops of purple-red blood, and then stopped: "Okay, it should be fine." ”

After speaking, he lifted Feng Lao's clothes, put a small piece of flour alkali on his navel, glued a small piece of paper with spit, pasted it on it, and then covered Feng Lao with a big quilt.

"This is the external cold, especially the people in the city, the cold does not come to the countryside, can not adapt, it is best to have external problems, we ordinary people call the heart of the flag. If the evil energy hits the heart, then there is no salvation. If you go to the hospital to hang the bottle or something, the more you fight, the more you fight, the more you have to prick the needle and bleed. Li Liuye said the truth, and the fat man and Ye Haibo were dizzy when they heard it. I don't know if this is medicine or witchcraft, or if this is the local method summed up by the common people.

After all, in ancient times, there was no distinction between witch doctors, and some of the methods of curing diseases of the people in backward areas were quite evil. The most impressive thing for the fat man was the shaman he met in Evenki.

Feng Lao is also completely sober now, and while listening to what Li Liuye said, he nodded again and again, a person of his age came from the old society, and he had also heard of the power of attacking the heart.

"Alright, let's all stop sleeping this time, we all have to work tomorrow. The fat man shouted, and everyone dispersed. Li Liuye and Ye Haibo stayed behind and were responsible for taking care of Feng Lao.

The night breeze outside was very cold, the spring breeze was in the bones, and the fat man couldn't help but shiver: it seems that tomorrow I have to get some hands and feet on this drinking water, just put a few jars of water in the wooden box out, and increase some resistance to everyone, otherwise if it really causes an infectious disease or something, it will delay the matter.

The fat man suddenly remembered a sentence from the old medicine in his mind: At the beginning of spring, all kinds of diseases are sprouting, so you must give everyone more mother-in-law, or soak in water with mother-in-law's roots.

Because the collective life in Nanwazi is not once or twice, so I ignore this problem, and it seems that this matter is really careless.

Walking back to the horse rack, the fat man pondered these ways in his heart, and then threw himself into the bed, hugged his clumsy and hot body, and soon snored.

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