The Yellow River enters Lu, galloping endlessly, along the river an ordinary can no longer be an ordinary village, although it seems that the village is ordinary, but it is also a famous name nearby, it is said that here is Qufu near the left, the land of the sage, and the Yi Mountain, also called the East Mountain, it is the place where the Confucian sage climbs the East Mountain Xiaolu, and the place where Mount Tai is a small world.

It is said that this side is also a prosperous place for articles, but, coincidentally, there is a famous mountain near here, the mountain is not big, but it is the famous Liangshan, think back then, 800 miles of water wave Liangshan.

Jukou, the great thief of the country.

The village is built along the river, a road, or a rural dirt road that can no longer be soiled, a muddy day on a rainy day, a dirty sky in the blue sky, this is the case, more than 100 households, according to this road that has been walked for thousands of years, lined up on both sides.

In this place where thieves are not patronized, three luxury cars suddenly came today, a Land Rover took the lead, and in a roar, the four-wheel drive Land Rover stopped at the east end of the village, followed by two super Hummers.

Land Rover stopped the car, and out came a middle-aged fat man, who looked chubby like a businessman, but he had a sideways face and a butcher-like fierce look. Cracking his mouth and smiling, he can scare the child into crying, followed by a foxy woman, with a delicate figure, and the abundance seems to attract bees and butterflies more than spring flowers.

Followed by three gloomy guys who came down from the two Humvees, all three of them were relatively thin and seemed to be a little nourished, but looking at the eyes of these three people, like poisonous snakes hidden in the grass, one of the leaders was wearing a cowboy hat, and two gloomy eyes were revealed under the hat.

And the two guys who followed the cowboy, one skinny and the other eight feet tall. As soon as I got out of the car, I looked around and saw clearly, as if I was looking for an escape channel.

Only those who have undergone strict training will return to the place where this bird does not poop and will look for an escape route in the first place.

The fat man touched the foxy woman, and the woman beat the fat man, snorted and scolded the dead face, and then twisted the waist of the water snake and hid back in the car.

The fat man hahadaxiao said: "Poisonous wolf, look at it, this is Donglin Village, the most powerful finger in the line, Song Wanjin Song Old Man, is living in seclusion here." The works of the old man Song are studied by foreigners with instruments for three or five months, and they may not be able to identify them, this is the ability, this is the ability. ”

Behind the poisonous wolf, a thin man like a monkey snorted and said, "Who can't brag, and I don't know that the master will live in this place, and those who have the ability have already gone to the big city to enjoy the blessings." ”

Who knows, as soon as the thin monkey said these words, the fat man rushed over strangely, the figure swayed, and the huge pig's trotter-like feet were raised.

The thin monkey screamed, and the whole person flew out more than ten meters upside down as if he had been hit by a car, and landed heavily on the sand on the side.

At this time, the thin monkey looked at the fat man blankly, this guy who was as fat as a pig, he didn't expect his movements to be so sensitive. Looking at the fat man's eyes with murderous intent, the thin monkey suddenly became clever and hurriedly lowered his head.

The fat man narrowed his eyes disdainfully and looked at the poisonous wolf and said: "Your people, who are not trained and do not understand the rules, entered the village, and dared to say such things about Old Man Song, and directly killed and sank to the Yellow River to feed the carp." ”

At this moment, a little guy who looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a school uniform, rushed to the only building in the village in a rage. This school uniform looks old, and the handwriting on it has been blurred, and I can only vaguely see the words of XX No. 5 Middle School.

Look at this little guy, with an ordinary appearance, a square face, sharp edges and corners, a lawn head, he hasn't had a haircut for a month, he looks rustic, but he also has a fierce atmosphere.

In fact, the fat man and the others entered Donglin Village, and the people they met all had a fierce atmosphere, but the young man seemed to be more and more sharp, like a sword out of the sheath shining brightly.

The young man blocked the big black iron door and pointed at it and scolded in his throat: "Song Youcai, you have a son without an asshole, you will embezzle the money in the village, and the subsidy in the primary school, you are embarrassed to be corrupt, you don't lose your conscience." ”

The fat man hugged his shoulders with interest and watched the boy scold for half an hour, as if he saw himself when he was young, impulsive, enthusiastic, so uneven, and rushed to his head for everything, for fear that others would laugh at his own mischaracter, but at this time, he understood that he was a big husband who could bend and stretch.

Look at this young man rustic like the peasant worker, but, in this guy's pocket, Hegel's "Logic", and it seems to be the original German version, reading the shabby years, should be the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China version.

When the young man saw that the door was still not open, he felt that it was boring to scold, so he stopped and threatened: "Song Youcai, let me tell you, don't think that if you do a turtle with a shrunken head, you will have nothing to do, if you don't take out the money within three days, I will pick up your ancestral grave believe it or not." ”

At this time, a middle-aged man smoking a dry tobacco pouch appeared on the top of the flat top and said: "Song Jun, you little rabbit cub, the village is about to be relocated, you are in charge of things, you are the head of the township, or the mayor." How clean it is to go to your university. ”

This young man named Song Jun didn't seem to care about what Song Youcai said at all, glared at him fiercely, and stretched out three fingers. Then he turned and walked back to a small courtyard on the side, the fence wall was enclosed on three sides, a railing-like creature was a door, and in the yard there was a low mud house, two houses, and a kitchen. It seems that it is still the three earthen houses built before the liberation, and it is still the good quality of the construction at that time, and after half a century of wind and rain, the earthen houses are still standing.

And Song Youcai, who was standing on the flat roof, felt a chill above his head for no reason, turned around and went back to the room on the second floor, pondering as he walked, Song Jun, this bastard can do what he says, or return the money.

Entering the courtyard, Song Jun glanced up at the fat man, who didn't seem to be surprised, and then continued to read the book and said, "You guys are looking for someone, it's late, let's go back." That old guy can't help you anymore. ”

The fat man looked at Song Jun with a smile and said, "How do you know that we are here to find someone, and who are we looking for?" ”

Song Jun put down the book and said: "Don't talk about you, even our township chief is unwilling to come to our village, and he drove a Land Rover Hummer to this place, only looking for that old guy to make things, he hasn't made a move for 20 years." Do you think he's going to make a move? Save it, the leaders of the provincial museum are not tempted by the old guys, let alone you? ”

The fat man said: "Don't be tempted, that's not enough chips, how much does it cost, Master Song can just open his mouth, I will never bargain, if Master Song is unwilling, my face will not be good, but everyone is not happy." ”

Song Jun glanced at the fat man playfully and said, "Mixed up on the road? Which line of work are you mixed up? It's far away, don't talk about you, even if the president of the United States comes, it's not easy to do it, the people in our village, the old guy is not the one who makes things, why do you have to hang yourself on a tree. The thing I shot in Donglin Village is famous, so you better go elsewhere. ”

Donglin Village, although the name is not well known, but the craft of making fakes has been passed down from generation to generation, and the line is famous, it is said that the seal of the president of the Republic of China was made by the people of Donglin Village, and the reputation is at its peak, and it is unique for a while.

Now most people in Donglin Village collect waste products for a living, bring them back, and after processing, they are handicrafts, naturally, the people of Donglin Village will never admit that they are fakes, but they are just handicrafts. As for what others say when they go out, how can they manage it?

How far is the distance from scrap to antiques, but the distance is a door.

Elderly people in Donglin Village, do everyone know this kind of craft?

But when it comes to this craft, the people in the entire village are tied together, and they are not as good as Song Wanjin and Old Man Song alone.

It's a pity that today's young people only care about making money, who is willing to learn the craft in a down-to-earth manner, so it seems that the craftsmanship of Donglin Village is almost facing the loss, and the handicrafts that can be produced are three or five old people in the village.

The fat man came here, but he didn't expect to meet Song Jun, an interesting little guy.

Although he was rejected, he didn't see the fat man's anger at all, so he still narrowed his eyes and said, "Old Man Song doesn't have that big shelf, right?" We just want to make an incense burner, for Mr. Song, if Mr. Song is willing to do it, I am willing to donate a Hope Primary School. ”

In fact, people who are familiar with the fat man already know that the fat man is rising now, and when the fat man is angry, it is often when he wants to kill, and the murderous aura of his body is involuntarily emanated, and the cold makes people unable to feel the warmth of Yang Guang.

And Song Jun didn't seem to take this murderous aura to heart at all, and continued to read the book and said: "It's not a big problem, the old thing is dead." What can you do to the dead man, let him die again, I'm afraid you don't have that much ability. ”

Song Wanjin is dead, I think back then, a single person rode into the capital, a bald pen, shocked the ten-mile foreign field, and the ruthless character who couldn't breathe for ten years in the entire Shencheng line actually died?

Song Jun seemed to see that the fat man might not believe it, and pointed to the inside of the house and said: "The ashes are still inside, if you don't believe it, you can go and see it, if you are a friend on the road, it is good to go to the pillar incense, if you are an enemy, bear with it, death is great." ”

The fat man sighed for no reason, entered the dilapidated adobe house that he would never seem to enter in his life, and respectfully put a stick of incense on the mourning hall.

After coming out, it seemed that the fat man was a little lonely and said: "Why doesn't Master Song go into the soil for peace, don't the older generation pay attention to this?" ”

Song Jun turned around and looked at the fat man very calmly and said: "I said that the old guy knew about the relocation of our village three years ago, and when the time comes, the cemetery will be moved, but it is not as easy as this, and when I am twenty years old, the old guy said let me scatter the ashes into the Yellow River, so clean." Do you believe it? ”

The fat man nodded and didn't say anything, and walked out lonely.

Suddenly, Song Jun said, "Is it true that you said that you would donate a Hope Primary School?" ”