If you want to say that Lao Ma's gang can really fool, one evening two days later, Lao Ma shouted Lao Bo to go to the small courtyard of the Black Mountain Valley to drink.

Lao Bo has long heard that now Lao Ma is too good to eat in Montenegro, not only is he quite good with aunts and uncles, but several aunts are even planning to introduce an old lady to Lao Ma as a wife.

When he heard Erhu say this, he was so shocked that he almost hit his head on the telephone pole on the side of the road. "It's so good, what did you do, just two days, this is about to become an old son-in-law? Old horse, old man, can the old cow still gnaw on the tender grass? How old is it. ”

Lao Bo felt that he had failed too much in Boshan, and he had not completed the burden of poking the urine nest for so many years, and Lao Ma had just come here for two days, and he was already going to be the old son-in-law.

"Simple," came to Dr. Liu's small courtyard, Lao Ma sent away Erhu, and set a table of side dishes alone with Lao Bo, "Now people only recognize one money, these old ladies and old people, and it's the same, I spent 10,000 yuan to get all the old men and women around Montenegro." ”

"Ten thousand dollars? Is it just 10,000? "It's incredible.

"Yes, it's only 10,000 yuan, and it hasn't been given yet, and it doesn't matter if you don't give it when the time comes." The old horse was sold.

Lao Bo really wanted to learn some skills like Lao Ma, but knowing that he was in a hurry, Lao Ma was even more reluctant to say it. "Don't tell me, let me figure it out for myself and see what you've done in the past two days."

"Little friend, don't think about it." Lao Ma really didn't want to let Lao Bo decrypt it by himself, so he would lose the fun of solving the mystery by himself, just like in Agatha Christie's detective novel, Grandma will definitely design a scene for Detective Poirot to finally uncover the mystery, Lao Ma is so proud, he will definitely not want to let go of such fun. "What do you guess is the greatest pleasure of old men and old ladies?"

The old man looked at it, and the old man decided to be happy, so he had to cooperate, "Aunt and Uncle have nothing to do, just practice boxing, playing chess, singing, and square dancing." ”

"By the way, I'll let Director Hu go out and hold a square dance competition. We, the real estate developers from other places, want to get to know the future folks. Ha ha. ”

Seeing the old horse smirking proudly, the old man gave a thumbs up sincerely. "You are too good at doing mass work, you have this ability, you should do demolition."

"Brother, you're very talented. As soon as you were so inspired, I realized that if you want to find a baby, you have to do real estate. We just don't fucking build buildings, we just fence off the place, and we just do whatever we want. The old horse slapped his thigh.

"It's got to be rich, rich, rich." The old man said with a bitter face, "If you have money, you will be richer, and if you don't have money, you can only think." ”

"Well, shut down your commissary. Do it with me. Lao Ma suddenly asked, "I haven't seen Lao Gang in the past two days, where have you gone?" Don't just wash your hair and go to the police station, right? ”

Lao Ma's thing is evil enough, how old is this, and he still thinks about Lao Gang's. "He recently went to Linzi Shaoyuan Village."

"There's engineering there?" Lao Ma said, "I remember that there is a famous scenic spot in Shaoyuan Village, called Confucius Wenshao. By the way, Lao Bo, your surname is Yan, right? Did you find something interesting? Yan Shanglian of our former archaeological team, surnamed Yan, right? Confucius's mother, Yan Zheng, Yan's daughter, also has the surname Yan, right? Yan Wenjiang of your Yan Shenzhen, Grandma Yan, is also surnamed Yan, right? ”

The two of them were drinking, and Lao Ma asked word by word, and Lao Bo felt that his hairs stood up. "Your background in tomb robbery is so terrifying, you talk like you just came out of the grave, I am so scared that I can't hold the wine glass."

"Well, I'm afraid that in the next step, someone will really come out of the grave." The old horse suddenly laughed grimly.

"Old man Ma, don't say it, besides, I can't drink this wine." The old man said.

"Well, let me ask you something, a few days ago you went to the Qinglong Cave in Xiaoshan Mountain, didn't you meet someone who asked for food? What did you find? The old horse asked.

"No, it just feels very strange, the road we often take makes people stumble and almost kill us. The one who asked for food wouldn't say anything but 'what'. We didn't find anything either. However, we also found that the turtle's head in the cave should be pointing to the black mountain with the twilight rain stone. ”

"What are you talking about?" The old horse pondered.

"Yes, what did Lao Gang and I call him?" Lao Bo pondered, should he tell Lao Ma what Luoyang shovel was, but the string of words of Lao Ma just now made him suddenly feel very terrifying now.

Lao Bo is not surnamed Yan, his mother's surname is Yan, but after his parents divorced, Lao Bo's mother let her son take her surname. This is the worldview of people in that era, and divorce is not because of any deep hatred, or because of some trivial things in life, they can't tolerate each other, in fact, these two people have a very poor upbringing. After the divorce, the child generally followed the mother, and the old lady immediately changed her son's surname, which means that she had to let her ex-husband die.

Thinking of this, Lao Bo suddenly felt that he didn't seem to have happened to meet Lao Ma by mistake, this seems to have a set, just in front of him, waiting for himself to get in, and before he knew it, he got into this cover.

It is said that if this old horse is a set of people, then there must be a plan, what does he want from me? My house? Even if it's my house, why is he doing it? He didn't tell me the purpose directly, and he didn't let me be completely in the dark, what kind of tricks was he doing when he was half-spit and half-revealed?

These thoughts flashed through Lao Bo's mind, "I sent you a photo of what, and you didn't reply at the time." ”

"You can't shoot clearly, you can't see what that person looks like, besides, how can I know someone who asks for food?" The old horse had a very strange expression on his wrinkled face.

"It's very clear," Lao Bo took out his mobile phone and asked Lao Ma to look at the photo, "Didn't you show the original picture, your Apple XS is nearly 10,000 yuan, and you also learn to make the best use of it." ”

When I got home, I put the door panel on the groceries, and went up to the second floor to take out the Luoyang shovel from under the bed.

This is a 30 cm long pig iron shovel, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, although the shovel head is rusty, judging from the wear and tear, it can still be seen that it has been used for a long time. This thing should be an old object, and Lao Bo suddenly found that the word "horse" was engraved on the top of the shovel.

"Bang bang," there was a knock from downstairs, and the old man was so frightened that he dropped the shovel on the floor.

"You are a, you don't turn off the lights outside, you light the lamps and boil oil, you will ruin this home." The old mother, Mrs. Yan, scolded downstairs.

The old man was startled, and with a shovel in his hand, he got up from the table and hurried downstairs. In the past, Mrs. Yan was a worker in a street factory, an advanced worker, a 38 red flag bearer, and a propaganda pacesetter. Lao Gang's father came back from demobilization as a soldier in the countryside, entered the coal mine, and then became a citizen, so he recruited the Yan family to be a son-in-law. Lao Bo's father is a rural child, and he has been a volunteer for so many years, and he is not Mrs. Yan's opponent at all, digging coal from the ground every day and going home with black eyes, and then being scolded and going to work with black eyes. To tell the truth, the two of them are divorced, and they are happy for their father, otherwise, his life will be difficult enough. Think about it, a new generation of women who grew up singing "Three Feuds" can't live at all, fighting all day long, fighting against parents-in-law, husband and son, neighbors, and parents......

Lao Bo turned off the lights outside the grocery store, and suddenly saw a person squatting there under the street lamp at the intersection, that look seemed very familiar, ah, what is it!

Lao Bo waved his shovel and rushed up, "What, what! ”

The man was taken aback, and saw Lao Bo rushing over with something from a distance, and he was so frightened that he immediately jumped up and ran away, "What, what, what." ”

I looked at this leg and foot, and knew that I could catch up with him, and at this moment, a big man came over on the other side of the street, nearly one meter and eight big, and kicked him to the ground with one kick. It is the old gang of Yushu Linfeng, dressed in a down jacket of Timberland.

Lao Gang went to Linzi, and immediately went to the shampoo room to find Li Xia to wash her hair and do a health massage.

At this time, he fell in front of his eyes again, and as soon as he raised his foot, he kicked over.

Lao Bo stepped forward to take a look, what was lying on the ground, his face was pale, "Lao Gang, you are too ruthless, how old is the old man, your foot, no light or heavy, don't want him to die." ”

Lao Gang was also a little scared, and hurried to look, "I have a good kick, that is, I kicked him in the thigh to make him temporarily incapacitated, if I want to kill him, or abolish him, I will directly kick his lower abdomen and knees." ”

Lao Gang said this, Lao Bo knew that he was not bragging, some time ago, the two were with a group of children who played with their bodies in the Wulong community all day long, and those people were horizontal bars and parallel bars and barbell sandbags every day, and Lao Gang practiced sanda and boxing together.

Lao Bo dragged him to a chair on the side of the road, and asked Lao Gang to go to his small grocery store to get two bags of hot milk for the old man.

Lao Bo handed the Luoyang shovel to what he saw, "What, is this thing yours?" Where did you get that? ”

"What," the old man drank the hot milk, and his eyebrows seemed to stretch, "What." ”

Why, I took the shovel and pinned it to the back of the waist very skillfully.

"This is yours?" What did the old stuffy look at in surprise, it was so strange, how could this shovel be his? "Lao Gang, there is a horse character on the shovel, which means that the surname of the original owner of the shovel is Ma, is it also surnamed Ma?"

"Ahh I see, he's a horse! Lao Gang suddenly realized.