There was no progress, and I let go, and I should eat and sleep. There is also less contact with Jiang Ming. After half a year, that is, at the beginning of the summer of 06, I knew that I was screaming desperately in the trees.

When the fan was blowing, I suddenly received a text message on my phone, which was an unfamiliar number. The text message said that he was fired, made up half a year's salary, and then went to Shenzhen, and the signature behind was Jiang Ming.

It turns out that this guy has changed his number? Did he just let it go? I looked at the text message and didn't know how to reply for a moment. My dad was watching me staring at my phone in a daze, sighed, and said that grandpa had something for you.

I looked back at my father, who had passed away for more than twenty years, and had never heard of anything for me. Then Dad went into the room, pulled out a dusty cardboard box from under the bed, and took out a small black wooden box from inside, with corners wrapped in copper around it.

Seeing this beautifully made small wooden box, I was a little excited, and that heart was like seeing my first love.

I thought to myself, this can't be a secret of martial arts, right? Eighteen palms of the dragon? Sunflower Treasure? Or is it the palm of God? Let me learn anything, and if you learn it, you will be invincible in the world, haha.

The thought of this made my heart beat wildly. As if on purpose, my father took out the wooden box and blew on the surface of the box. The dust choked me and I coughed. When my dad saw it, he burst out laughing.

I haven't seen my dad laugh so much in years. Over the years, he has been running around for life, and wrinkles have crept up on his face early. Pedaling a tricycle all day in the wind and sun, people in their fifties are like a little old man, and their bronzed skin looks old.

It's rare for my dad to make such a joke in these years, so of course I have to cooperate. He handed me the wooden box and went out to pedal the tricycle.

Looking at his somewhat hunchbacked figure, and the months I spent in the hospital, the heaviness in his heart could be felt from his sigh. Tears rolled down my cheeks.

Wiping away my tears, I opened the box, and there were no martial arts cheats in it. It's all seals, tattered photo books, a dozen letters written with a brush, and some miscellaneous items.

I looked at them one by one, and it was my grandfather's stuff. Many of them are pre-liberation traditional characters, written vertically, with a thin family tree at the bottom.

After looking through these things, and the scented ebony box, I finally got a little bit of an idea of my family background.

It turned out that my grandfather was not from this small county town in western Guangdong. Rather, they are from Guangxi, in a county called Dongxing, which happens to be next to Vietnam.

And grandpa has two older brothers, the eldest brother is called Chen Jihua, the second brother is Chen Jitang, and the grandfather himself is called Chen Jifu. This grandfather, Chen Jihua, also known as Chen Weizhou, is an astrographer who has been disabled in his lower limbs since he was a child.

The second grandfather, Chen Jitang, is amazing, he is the "Southern Heavenly King" of Guangdong during the Republic of China, and many people who are familiar with history know this person. My grandfather was a skilled worker, but he had always been in contact with his two elder brothers, and he gradually broke off contact after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

I see, I touched my chin and thought about it. Grandpa is a skilled worker in the Republic of China, so my father is a worker in the bearing factory, and I am a worker in the steel factory.

There is an address on the letter, before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China, there are many relatives in Dongxing. It's just that those broken books can't be understood, although I graduated from high school, but it's also a science, and such things are not martial arts cheats. I flipped through the books and put them down when I couldn't read them.

My dad said it was something my grandfather gave me, how did these things help me? By the way, the grandfather is an astrologer, which is equivalent to the current Mr. Feng Shui. And the things I encountered are mysterious in themselves, and they are professional counterparts, but I can't understand the book.

The second grandfather died shortly after the founding of the People's Republic of China. But I gave birth to a lot of sons, and now they are all overseas, but I don't know any of these people.

I walked around the living room, not knowing what the relationship would do for me. Ask for help from a relative on the grandfather's side? This is easier, how can I say that I am also a member of the Chen family, and my flesh and blood are connected.

But that white shadow didn't hurt me, although I was also a victim of this accident, but isn't it okay now. Looking for the son of the second grandfather? More than a dozen of them are overseas, and I don't have a passport, how can I get out?

Outside, the fan kept screaming, and the fan seemed to be running out of power, turning slowly. By the way, isn't there still Jiang Ming? How did I forget him? Isn't he brainy, look for him, let him help me think.

I excitedly took out my mobile phone and immediately messaged him, saying that I had something important to find him and asked him for a detailed address. Then he found a black backpack and poured the contents of the sandalwood box into it.

I went out and found my mother with the child in the shade of the tree, saying that I would go to Shenzhen and find a friend. I went to the station on a motorcycle. At ten o'clock in the morning, there was a car, and I went to Futian, just in time. This Futian station is not far from the hotel where Jiang Ming works.

I got off the bus at 4 p.m. and took a taxi to the hotel, which was called the Garden Hotel. The entrance of this hotel is very magnificent, Chinese-style structure, although there is only one floor, but it occupies more than a dozen acres of land.

There are many corridors on the side of the hall, and there are small bridges leading to various private rooms, and there are many goldfish and turtles in the small pool. A few children were breaking bread to feed the goldfish, and the security guards came to catch up and refused to feed them.

It's almost five o'clock, and it's not yet time for dinner, so there are only a few tables of guests in the hall. I asked the foreman at the front desk at the door: "Hello, I'm looking for Jiang Ming, he is your electrician in logistics here." ”

The beautiful foreman was dressed in gray professional attire, wearing scarlet lipstick, holding a walkie-talkie, and next to him stood two greetings in red cheongsam.

The foreman was surprised and said, "He? It should be there! He's in the electrician's class next to the back parking lot! You walk down this hallway, and you can see it when you go out. ”

The foreman looked happy, as if he was very familiar with Jiang Ming. Then I heard her shouting with a walkie-talkie: "Is Ah Ming from the electrician class there?" Someone is looking for! ”

Jiang Ming's voice sounded over the walkie-talkie; "Sister Min? Who's looking for me? If it's not a rich woman, just say I'm not there!

"Uh........ This Jiang Ming, I am speechless. Listening to the foreman laughing with Jiang Ming on the walkie-talkie, I walked to the corridor.

At the end of the corridor is the kitchen, where a whole basket of vegetables is being carried in and out, and a chopping board worker is heard chopping vegetables.

Walking out of the gate of the promenade, a wave of heat came in the parking lot, and the sun was really big. Inside and outside the hallway, it's really a fire and ice.

There is a row of houses opposite the parking lot, and there is a sign on the top of a small door that reads "Electrician Class". I walked over the parking lot and in. What caught my eye was three large horn fans, blowing vigorously. Then I smelled a very strong smell of tobacco, which was very choking.

Walking into a house without lights under the sun, I haven't gotten used to it, so I only saw a pair of soles on the table in the middle dangling.

I squinted for a moment and saw a cigarette thrown over. After catching it, it became clear that Jiang Ming was sitting on the chair, his legs swaying on the table. It's so laid-back!

Jiang Ming smiled and said, "Daheng is here?" It's not time for dinner yet! I'll leave work at six o'clock, you sit over there and wait for me. ”

I looked back and saw a rotten chair with no backrest and only two pillars left. After sitting down, Jiang Ming threw over a lighter, and I lit a cigarette. After a few puffs, I looked around, it was a fucking mess, and I wasn't afraid of the boss seeing it. I guess the boss won't come to this kind of place.

There were all kinds of wires and tools scattered on the ground. There are cigarette butts all over the floor, and there is a sign on the wall that says "Smoking is strictly prohibited in the warehouse".

The eight-treasure porridge jar in front of Jiang Ming had already been filled with cigarette butts, and it had not been poured, the cigarette butt had not been extinguished, and the large stream of green smoke was blown by the fan into thick smoke. Interestingly, three horn fans were blowing at him in three directions.

After living for twenty-three years, I really haven't seen a fan like this. And Jiang Ming's cynical expression can be seen from his status here.

The workers who came in occasionally also asked him for more instructions, and then took the wire materials and went out again. And Jiang Ming's feet never let go.

Is this a promotion supervisor? Hasn't he only been in Shenzhen for half a year? Others don't know that the boss thinks it's his relative.

After smoking a cigarette, Jiang Ming finally put his foot down. Stretching out, he put the walkie-talkie in his jacket pocket. Reached out and grabbed a multimeter, wrapped the two wires a few times, and found an electrician's bag to hang on his shoulder. With an unlit cigarette in his mouth, he said:

"Let's go, Daheng, this king will take you to patrol the mountain!"

Patrolling the mountains? I didn't know why, so I followed him out, across the parking lot and towards the corridor gate. Seeing two dili carrying a basket of plates out of the kitchen, Jiang Ming touched the little girl's buttocks and said, "Oh, Xiaohui, I asked you out last night, why did you turn it off?" ”

The little girl carried the plastic basket with one hand, slapped Jiang Ming with a smile on her hand, and said with a red face: "How can there be, people didn't turn off the phone last night." ”

Jiang Ming looked back at her as he walked over and said, "Look, you lied, you all blushed." ”

I followed behind and laughed until my stomach hurt, but I didn't dare to laugh out loud, I held it back, can I eat tofu like this?

A few meters ahead is the food window, a waiter with a walkie-talkie turned his back to Jiang Ming, Jiang Ming smiled and pointed to the people and said: "Ah Hong, I didn't say you, your cover is too tight, and the back is all out of the seal, hurry up and change it." When did it get bigger again? ”

The waiter's face turned red, and he turned around and whispered, "How big is it?" You talk nonsense! ”

Jiang Ming gestured with one hand on someone's chest: "Look, look, it's not big, it's much better than last time." ”

The waiter quickly dodged away. I couldn't help myself in the back and laughed. Damn, Lao Tzu laughed out of tears, and his stomach still hurt. This Jiang Ming, wasn't he a sad prince before? Could it be that this deity is his long-lost twin brother?

Further on, there was a small door that led to the hall, where a foreman stood. Jiang Ming stepped forward to stare at her, and the foreman took a step back vigilantly.

Jiang Ming said loudly: "Ali, I told you a long time ago, I don't like lipstick of this color. You see, the lipstick mark on that dress didn't wash off last time. Next time, remember to change the fruit flavor, I like cantaloupe. ”

The foreman is almost thirty years old, and he has seen the world. But he couldn't stand Jiang Ming's loud voice, and a few curious glances were cast over there. The foreman said a little panicked: "Ah Ming, what about work time, don't talk nonsense." ”

Jiang Ming said, "Really? But I'm off work! Is it okay to watch a movie together tonight? ”

"Not available!" The foreman threw Jiang Ming face, I thought Jiang Ming would not be able to get off the stage. As a result, Jiang Ming didn't care about these at all, pointed to the foreman and looked up and down, then smiled and said, "Are you inconvenient?" It's okay, I can wait a few days. ”

The foreman blushed and bowed his head and said, "No!" ”

Jiang Ming: "It's good if you don't have it, the old place tonight, see you or leave!" ”

The foreman looked at him in amazement as if he had swallowed a fly.

Oops! I can't stand it, this Jiang Ming, who is it. Want to laugh at the dead without paying for their lives? How to look at these women all have a leg with him, this almost makes me laugh down.

I covered my stomach and smiled, wiped my tears, and followed Jiang Ming to the gate.

This is not more than ten meters away, the two greeters and the foreman named Amin hurriedly ran into the hall in a panic. It's like hiding from the plague. Jiang Ming pointed to a greeting who was running slowly behind him, raised the multimeter in his hand and said:

"Xiu'er, come! Take my jade seal and smash a walnut to eat. The welcome covered his mouth and smiled, and hid behind the gate.

I followed Jiang Ming around the hotel like this, and I followed him all the way back to the electrician class with a smile in the back, and he put down his things and got off work. After putting things away, he lit the cigarette in his mouth, and led me to his dormitory.

Back in the dormitory, he threw me a bottle of mineral water and asked me what I was looking for him. Now he looks serious, just like Jiang Ming before. But I was teasing those waiters just now, and I was really impressed to watch, and I was so impressed that all five of my bodies fell to the ground.

I unzipped my backpack and showed it to him. He glanced casually, captivated by the archaic things. I put a cigarette in my mouth and pulled the astrological book out of my backpack to look through. I put my backpack on the table, unscrewed the water, and drank it.

After turning a few pages, he lifted my backpack upside down, spread everything on the table, and looked at them one by one. That seriousness, like when he looked at the pieces with a magnifying glass.

After watching it for more than ten minutes, as soon as I finished drinking the water, Jiang Ming said: "There is a play, this time there is a play." It turns out that there were powerful men on your ancestors. Astrologers, Southern Heavenly Kings, these are all cannon characters. ”