Of course, Yang Chong is not stupid, he knows that Accountant Yang doesn't have any good intentions, but he is still using him now, so it is not good to turn his face again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Thinking of this, his face changed to a smile again, and he said slowly: "Accountant Yang, I am really in a hurry. Just now, my uncle and I were thinking about going to the pig's head three houses to get some braised pork sandwich cakes, but when we knocked on the door, they were not at home. When we saw the bright lights in his house, we became suspicious. begged the neighbor to go up to the roof to take a look, only to find out that all the utensils for braised pork in his house had been put away, but the person had disappeared. My uncle and I were not at ease, so we had to come to the village committee and ponder how to use the radio to find him. ”

For some special reason, Yang Chong didn't tell the truth.

While playing haha with Accountant Yang, he made up an extremely legitimate reason.

Hearing this, Accountant Yang just smiled lightly, his eyes flickering, which made Yang Chong feel like he had seen through it. Accountant Yang laughed and patted Yang Chong's shoulder: "It's a small thing." ”

As he spoke, he pressed the radio switch button.

Adjust the posture of the microphone, aim your mouth, pat the microphone with the palm of your hand, make a thumping wind whistle, and confirm that the microphone works, and then make a sound with two fat and thick lilac lips.

"Hello? Feed? ”

"That's it...... Now it's the village committee broadcasting Ha ......"

"I'm Accountant Yang......"

"Now I'm looking for the third pig. Zhu Laosan, when he heard it, he came to the village committee...... When others saw the third pig, they knew to say hello to him......"

"Hmm...... So be it...... Don't walk around after eating, I heard it's going to rain today......"

Turning off the radio, Accountant Yang turned his head to Yang Chong and asked him if he was satisfied.

Yang Chong nodded and said, "Thank you, Accountant Yang, that's pretty much it!" My uncle and I waited for him at the village committee. Then he and Yang found two chairs in the room and sat down.

Yang eats chicken is a jealous and hateful man, and he has always been blind to Accountant Yang's dog-tailed behavior, and the dog slave under Yang Mingchan, who is alive, naturally has nothing to say between the two. As for Yang Chong, as soon as he said goodbye to Accountant Yang at noon, both of them had pimples in their hearts, and of course they couldn't talk about it happily.

With such a stalemate, the room was cold.

But the three of them have their own thoughts, and they don't have time to think about writing nonsense.

After waiting for more than an hour, there was still no news from Zhu Tousan, and Yang Chong gradually became impatient. He had a very bad premonition in his heart, this pig's head three, I'm afraid something really happened!

"Uncle, let's go out and find it!"

"Good!"

Yang didn't say anything else, the determination just now had been crushed by suspicion, and even he was a little nervous to think that the pig's head had suffered three times!

Originally, he didn't have such a conspiratorial conjecture, but a series of things happened today are too unbelievable, first the sister-in-law Qin Xijian was scratched by a stone grinder that has not moved for many years, and then the hundred-year-old grandmother Ruiqi died inexplicably, and then the strong man of more than two hundred catties disappeared with a bald head and three bald heads......

All this is so strange!

As soon as Yang Chong and the two walked out of the door, Accountant Yang in the back grabbed the key and ran out.

Yang Chong's sharp gaze shot at him, and Accountant Yang smiled and said, "The third pig and I are also old buddies for many years, I will go with you to find him." Don't really do anything bad! ”

Yang Chong didn't doubt him, he just nodded.

At this time, the lead clouds in the sky have begun to stir, the cold moonlight is gradually swallowed up by the ink, the wet and cold clouds begin to gather from the peak of Taihang Mountain, it is like a giant beast looking down on the vast earth, rushing down the long slope of eternity, passing through the flat and boundless North China Plain, crossing the main artery of transportation from east to west, with an indomitable and chic attitude, rushing straight to the big Yangzhuang at the foot of the mountain.

It's darker.

It was 11 o'clock in the evening.

Yang Chong, Yang Eat Chicken and Yang Accountant groped all the way along the main road on the west side of Dayangzhuang, and asked about the whereabouts of Zhu Tousan, but the answers they got were all shaking their heads without exception. Thus they walked around the village, and they were so tired that they could not stand up from the curb, and their sweat-soaked short sleeves could wring out half a tael of salt water. The three of them were in a state of flux, and their frowning brows could kill flies, and they all hung their heads in frustration without saying a word, looking at the crickets jumping and flying on the ground in a daze.

"Something is going to happen......"

Accountant Yang suddenly said without a beginning or an end.

Yang Chong looked at the jungle and cornfield in Sensen, pondered for a while, and then said, "There is no way, I can only ask the people in the village to find it together." ”

Yang Yuji had already let go of his previous distrust of Yang Chong, and echoed Yang Chong with great approval: "You have to call someone!" If it's too late, I'm afraid there is no room for things to turn around. ”

Yang Chong continued: "No matter what happens to the pig's head, the sooner you find him, the better. If something happens, maybe there is a way to save it, and if there is no accident, everyone can feel at ease as soon as possible. Uncle, Accountant Yang, let's go and call people separately, shall we? I'm in charge of calling 7th, 8th, and 9th streets, Accountant Yang, you're in charge of 4th, 5th, and 6th streets, and you're going to call 1st, 2nd, and 3rd streets, uncle. Remember, don't call children and the elderly, and don't bother with other things at home, do you all agree? ”

Yang eats chicken and Accountant Yang nodded together.

"Alright, let's go!"

With the call of Yang Chong and the three of them to call friends, Da Yangzhuang, who was immersed in the night, seemed to be a machine that suddenly turned into operation, and the sound of parts rubbing against each other sounded throughout the village.

Because there were no street lights, some of the big guys were holding flashlights, some were holding paper lamps left over from the Lantern Festival, and some were simply holding disposable lighters, so they all enthusiastically rushed to the street, laboriously calling the names of the three heads of the pigs. After a whole night, many people did not pay attention to the grass or dirt pits because the road was slippery because it was dark, although they were pulled all over with blood, but they smiled and didn't take the injury seriously, pouted their buttocks and got up, wiped their mouths, scolded "the thief hurts", and then still grinned with a mouth full of yellow teeth, hoarsely looking for the traces of the pig's head.

It is often at such times that the power of rural people explodes completely.

Among them, there is no lack of opportunism, there is no lack of cheating, there is no lack of stinginess, but their bodies also flow with the most tenacious and simple blood of the Chinese nation in the past 5,000 years.

This nation is a nation with countless shortcomings and innumerable inferior roots.

This nation is also a nation with countless shining points and countless glorious brilliance.

No matter how many foreign invasions, how many times they were treated as two-legged sheep as slaves and animals, and how many times the country was wiped out and the species was in danger, they all survived without exception. They are not good at war, not aggressive, not arrogant, but they can always burst out of their invincible power when the warlike, aggressive, and arrogant alien race comes, and it will be passed on for ten years, a hundred years, and a thousand years, and create the most brilliant and long-lasting civilization on the planet, this is the spirit of this nation, this is the backbone of this nation!

No one has ever been able to defeat them, and the heroes of these difficult times are just honest bankers, businessmen who stick to small shops, and bitter people who move bricks on the construction site.

Because of the ordinary, we see greatness.

……

In a corner of the suburbs of Dayangzhuang, Yang Eater sat down in the mud, but he still twisted his black face as if he was not stingy, and struggled to stand up, covered with dirt and stench.

Faced with Yang Chong's question, he just smiled and said: "Where do I know what to insist on, it's all up to death!" ”