Chapter 39: Why don't the greedy be shot?

"Thirty yuan a piece, fourteen pieces is five hundred and twenty yuan, I can give you a Bodhi root Buddha head and a pig's bristle brush" said, the boss took out a black stiff bristle brush from the counter, and a white tee, at a cursory glance, quite a little texture. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Okay, that's it" Lu Ming didn't want to waste time, after paying the money, the shopkeeper turned around and opened a large suitcase behind him, and found fourteen Vajra Bodhi shaped like flying saucers and placed them on the counter.

"Dude, I picked out all these things, there are no broken teeth, no loss of meat, and this price is definitely not a loss"

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, Lu Ming reached out and picked up one of the beads, put it in the palm of his hand and looked at it roughly, and the whole really felt like a plum blossom.

However, at this time, Lu Ming's mobile phone suddenly rang, took out his mobile phone and took a look, and saw that it was Old Man Yang, so he hurriedly pressed the answer button

"Yo, Uncle Yang, what do you have today?" Since the relationship is more familiar, it is natural to speak more casually.

"What have you been up to lately? Not a single shadow is revealed? There was some dissatisfaction in Old Man Yang's tone.

"Haven't you been busy lately, and I haven't finished the design assignment arranged by the school until now?"

"Come on, come on, I'm a bad old man, and I don't remember much, by the way, you come over in the afternoon, I have a friend in the literary circle, invite me to his house in the afternoon, and you will go with me for a long time."

Hearing Old Man Yang say this, Lu Ming's eyes suddenly lit up, what he needs most now is this knowledge, and naturally there is no reason to refuse, "Okay, Uncle Yang, I thank you, it's about an hour, and I'll be there for you."

After hanging up the phone, he picked up King Kong in a sealed bag with one hand, and walked out with a smile with a giveaway in the other.

The cultural play market outside the Sixth Ring Road, the general popularity can only last for half a day, and these popularity, mostly brought by the morning exercises, so generally after noon, this market is basically closed, the shopkeepers are on the board, the stall owners collect the stalls, and occasionally there will be a few night cats and wild dogs, chasing back and forth on the road between the shops.

When Lu Ming opened the door of Old Man Yang's shop, he didn't find Yang Xiaoran sitting in the counter on weekdays, only Old Man Yang himself, sitting on a rocking chair with his eyes closed, and on the coffee table next to the rocking chair, there was also a small purple sand pot with a warm texture and simple shape.

"Uncle Yang?" As soon as he heard someone call himself, the old man opened his eyes and instantly released two rays of light, and after seeing that the person who came was Lu Ming, the essence in his eyes immediately converged, and then he sat upright, picked up the small pot on the side and took a sip of tea

"Well, you kid is still on time, let's go" As he spoke, the old man picked up the black dragon head crutch standing aside and stood up.

"Where's the guy you're talking about?" It is inevitable that Lu Ming will ask such a question, after all, he doesn't know where he is going.

Old man Yang muttered while wearing a hat, "What are so many words, if you ask the leader questions like this in my unit, you kid will definitely put you in the cold palace, just follow me"

Seeing that the old man didn't say much, Lu Ming closed his mouth in amusement, and walked out first to stop the car.

Along the way, under the uninterrupted command of Old Man Yang, the taxi driver's forehead began to sweat gradually, "Uncle, where are we going, don't take the road, keep drilling the trail, I'm about to get lost"

"Look at you, this is a legal society, besides, the country has always taken good care of you, you can find Uncle JC if you get lost" Old man Yang looked disapproving.

However, as both sides of the road gradually became desolate, Lu Ming was also a little depressed, and he didn't feel that he had been in the car for long, but he found that the dead trees on both sides of the road gradually increased, and there was also a large wasteland with corn stalks.

"Okay, do you see the village in front of you?" The old man stretched out his finger and pointed forward, and at the moment when the driver frowned, sure enough, at the horizon in front of him, some protruding buildings faintly appeared.

As the distance shortened, Lu Ming found that the houses in this village still used the adobe system, and when the car turned into the village, some old people sat in a sunny place, or smoked cigarettes, or rolled dry tobacco, smoking and chatting.

"Old man, this place you're looking for is not simple, I think these old people must be nearly 100 years old, right?" The taxi driver asked casually.

Old man Yang smiled, "You still have some eyesight, that's right, people here, death under the age of ninety is considered a premature death, and one hundred and two can be counted as a joy and mourning."

Lu Ming glanced at him suspiciously when he heard this, and then asked, "Uncle Yang, is this still the imperial capital?" The imperial capital is now full of exhaust gas, smog is soaring, the former officials do not care about the life and death of the people, as long as it is a company that can provide tax revenue, whether it is heavily polluted or not, this water quality and air quality, where can such a village be allowed to exist? ā€

When Old Man Yang heard this, he waved his hand: "You little hairy child, what are you doing when you say this?" Is this what you should be concerned about? Why didn't you mention the leaders of the earlier ones? The money for the development of the imperial capital has been sent to the coastal cities, aren't people still alive and kicking now, aren't you a typical angry young thinking, the pattern of young people, can't be so narrow, always say that other people's are not, if you really sit in this position, it may not be as good as others"

After being counted down by Old Man Yang, Lu Ming also felt that he was a little wronged, because one was not answered, and the other was not answered.

At this time, the driver smiled and said, "When I heard that the old man came down from a leadership position, then let me ask you, why don't those who embezzle tens of billions of dollars be shot, and those who embezzle millions are shot?" ā€

Hearing this, Old Man Yang's temper rose, "Stop!" ā€

As soon as these words came out, the driver braked and stopped next to the fish pond in the village, after playing the meter, the price was no more or less, a full hundred yuan, after Lu Ming took the ticket, he didn't wait for the old man to change it, he quickly took out a hundred from his pocket and handed it to the driver.

After the taxi driver left, Lu Ming asked with a smile, "Uncle, what's wrong with you, he didn't say anything, why are you angry?" ā€

"Hmph, is that his business? Drivers don't drive, workers don't work, just know that they are pointing fingers at the country, then this country, and the development of fart, indeed, in the development and progress of society, there will definitely be some tumors, but this is just an excess, you can't always take it out and say, you can't be a leader, why can't you be a cadre? Between the words, the old man's emotions were quite excited.

"Uncle Da, let's not worry about this, you can take me to the place where everyone lives!"

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