Chapter 7 Xiaoshanzi Village

Xiaoshanzi Village is a well-known poor village in Jiangcheng City, which is far away from the urban area and has very underdeveloped transportation.

The folk customs there are quite strong, the so-called high emperor is far away, and the poor mountains and bad waters are out of Diao Min, which is this kind of place, which has been a place for bandits since ancient times.

Zhao Yan drove his motorcycle in the direction of leaving the city.

The owner of the car just refueled, and the amount of fuel was sufficient, enough for him to drive a round trip.

In these years, there are not so many cameras on the street, Zhao Yan doesn't have to worry about anything at all, he directly turns the accelerator and goes out of the city at a speed of seventy or eighty miles.

As a veteran agent, Zhao Yan is quite familiar with the terrain and has gone on the national highway from memory.

There are a lot of vehicles on the national highway, and this car can easily play its performance on such a highway, shuttling between large cars and small cars.

The only fly in the ointment is that there is no helmet, the wind is too strong, the speed is too fast, and tears can't help but rush out of the sides of the eyes.

It didn't take long for the addiction of high-speed driving, and fifteen minutes later, Zhao Yan got off the highway and drove the car onto a small road.

In Zhao Yan's memory, this path is still relatively smooth.

However, when his car drove in, he found that in his memory, it was after the road was rebuilt!

And now, the trail has not been widened, it is narrow and rugged, and there are potholes along the way.

After all, the Kawasaki Ninja is only a road sports car, and its off-road performance is its shortcoming, and the road is very difficult.

The most depressing thing is that after the car drove for half an hour, it rained lightly in the gloomy sky!

It's mid-March, and it's early spring, and the weather is warm and cold.

Zhao Yan was wearing a sweater inside and a school uniform outside, and he felt quite cold when he drove a motorcycle, and after the spring rain, his thin physique was a little unbearable.

He pulled up to the car, and in the cramped storage compartment under the back of the motorcycle, a plastic raincoat was stacked.

He put on his raincoat and felt better.

After more than an hour of bumps and trekking, Zhao Yan finally came to Xiaoshanzi Village in the light rain.

There is a small shop at the entrance of the village, and in the dim light, an old man with glasses sits reading a book.

Zhao Yan opened his mouth and asked, "Uncle, excuse me, and ask you about it." ”

The old man raised his head and said, "The young man is here to find Qiao Ba." ”

"Uncle, do you know this?" Zhao Yan gritted his teeth and smiled.

"That's it, Xiao Bazi has a lot of friends outside, Lu Ziye!" The old man said, stretched out his finger in a direction, and said, "The three-story building in the back that has just been built and has not yet been decorated is Lao Qiao's house!" ”

"Thanks!" Zhao Yan pulled the accelerator, and the green and white highway motorcycle drove into Xiaoshanzi Village.

In this era, the family that can build a house basically belongs to the first to get rich, Qiao Ba is stealing chickens and dogs outside, and his life is more comfortable than ordinary people.

The three-story rural house is not yet decorated, in a rough state, and the surface is gray cement.

Zhao Yan got out of the car, and he didn't rush over to knock on the door, he saw a small brick next to the house, picked it up, turned it upside down, and stuffed it on the inside of the waist belt.

At this moment, the door opened, and a sturdy middle-aged woman came out, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you looking for?" ”

This is probably Qiao Ba's wife. Zhao Yan said, "Qiao Ba's mother, I'm Qiao Ba's friend, I made an appointment with him, are you at home?" ”

"What the hell, I'm his sister-in-law!" The middle-aged woman scolded.

"Sister-in-law!" Zhao Yan touched his nose in embarrassment, and said in his heart that Qiao Ba's sister-in-law is not young, is it possible that Qiao Ba is really the eighth in the family!

The middle-aged woman scolded again, "This loser has made a bunch of fox friends and dog friends, and he only knows how to go to the widow's house to play mahjong all day long!" Half of the house is built, there is no money to decorate, he doesn't take a penny to the house, playing mahjong and still owes a lot of debt, why don't you die and bury ......"

The middle-aged woman was constantly scolding and scolding, and her speech was difficult to hear.

Zhao Yan smiled harmlessly and said, "Sister-in-law, don't worry!" I'm here to send money to starlings today! ”

The middle-aged woman who was nagging looked better on her face and pointed to a corner of the village, "The widow's house is over there." After speaking, he was afraid that Zhao Yan would not be able to find it, so he reminded, "That's the family, the one with a big stone wall!" ”

"Okay, I see." Zhao Yan got on the motorcycle and came to the house where Qiao Ba played cards.

The wall of this house is indeed made of many large pieces of stone, and Xiaoshanzi Village is backed by Cuiping Mountain, and stone is produced on the mountain.

Now the road is not passable, the stone can not be transported, Zhao Yan remembers, after the road was repaired, many people in Xiaoshanzi Village relied on the mountain to eat the mountain, and made a fortune by quarrying.

Later, some people found that there was a southern ruby among the stones, and twenty years later, with the continuous increase in the value of the southern ruby, many people in Xiaoshanzi Village made a fortune.

Zhao Yan parked the motorcycle in front of the widow's house, sat on the car, and took out Sunday Hua's mobile phone to call Qiao Ba.

"Starling, I'm here, right at the door of the widow's house."

"Right away." Qiao Ba knew that this was to send money to himself, and he was in a much better mood, so he grabbed it and touched himself.

"Hahaha, the stars of wealth shine brightly." Qiao Ba happily walked out of the back room.

Zhao Yan saw Qiao Ba through the crack in the big iron gate of the courtyard wall, and his heart sank slightly, "This guy is not easy to deal with!" ”

This Qiao Ba is 183cm tall, very tall and strong, like a black bear!

Although Zhao Yan was a well-trained top agent in his previous life, he has not been trained yet! That is, an ordinary junior high school boy, who is not so strong in terms of physical fitness, it is not difficult to deal with someone like Zhou Hua, but it takes a little effort to deal with Qiao Ba.

"It's better to lure him to no one!" Zhao Yan thought secretly.

With a creak, the iron door opened.

Qiao Ba walked out with a cigarette in his mouth, this kid was bare-skinned, and when he squinted at Zhao Yan, his short brows frowned.

"Is there any mistake? What is Lao Zhou doing, getting an underage cub to do business? Qiao Ba was suddenly a little unhappy.

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "Starling, you have the goods, I have the money, age is not a problem." ”

As he spoke, he deliberately pressed the Kawasaki road run below with his butt, and the shock suspension of the car was not bad, and it shook up and down.

Qiao Ba also noticed this very stylish motorcycle, there was a motorcycle of this kind in that year, and it was definitely the focus of all young people's eyes.

"This is yours, huh?" Qiao Ba asked with envy in his eyes.

Zhao Yan's tone couldn't help but be a little sassy, "The goods over there in Tonghai, the friends on the road actually want 15,000, I just got it, and I'm looking for someone to play the card." ”

"Little brother can do it, the road is quite wild!" Qiao Ba's eyes suddenly became hot, and he looked at Zhao Yan, not so contemptuous.

What is there to worry about a young man who can take 15,000 yuan to buy a motorcycle? And listening to the tone, it is also mixed in the road, and it seems that there are a lot of friends!