Coming to the bus station, Wanbao ran to buy five bus tickets to Anyang. Looking at the time, it was a car at five o'clock in the evening. Feng Laonong wondered about this Wanbao, he had never seen him pay for it since he saw him, but this time he took the initiative to buy a ticket, so he asked him how much money he brought out, don't go to the place and spend it miserably. Wan Bao patted his body and said, "I have thousands of dollars on me, but I haven't shown it." Don't worry, if the money is not enough, I will send a telegram asking my family to send me another money. "

Hearing Wan Bao say this, Feng Laonong reassured. It was just after two o'clock in the afternoon, and we were idle, so we found a corner where no one was there and squatted on the ground. Feng Laonong asked Wan Bao: "Where did your brother find out that there is this tomb?" "

Wan Bao smiled: "You can rest assured, the news is absolutely accurate." When the time comes, I'll give you all the stuff I can make, and I'll just need a few gadgets in it. "

"Well, maybe those gadgets are worth more than anything." Feng Laonong said.

"Haha! It's useless for you to come here. Only I can use it. Wan Bao said. Feng Laonong expressed disbelief and repeatedly asked what it was. Wan Bao only said that those things were from his dace shovel, and that his dace shovel was missing parts when it was handed down. Legend has it that Cao Cao was afraid that his men would dig his grave with a dace shovel, so he deliberately split the dace shovel into two pieces. The mutilated dace shovel that his men robbed the tomb could only dig up ordinary stones, and if that part was fitted, they could dig up anything. And this part was buried in Cao Cao's tomb after his death.

Feng Laonong was skeptical of Wanbao's statement, but he was too embarrassed to refute or question him, so he closed his mouth and stopped asking.

After waiting for a long time, the bus finally arrived, and a few of us got on the bus and picked up the last seat and sat down. Wan Bao asked the driver when he could arrive in Anyang, and the answer was seven or eight o'clock tomorrow morning. We had nothing to do, so we opened the car window, smoked, drank, ate tea, eggs, ham, sausages and so on. After the vehicle started, we were already a little drunk and a little confused. After drinking the last bottle of liquor, I felt groggy and fell asleep with the strength of the wine.

There was nothing to say all the way, and when I woke up, the car had arrived at Anyang Bus Station. I looked at my watch, and it was past nine o'clock in the morning. Out of the station gate, Wanbao waved his hand and called a tricycle to go to Dongzhangjian Village, but they didn't go at all, saying that it was too far. I looked for a few more cars, and finally a van was willing to go, but it cost 100 yuan. Wan Bao was ruthless and nodded in agreement.

The vehicle started and we didn't dare to talk about things in the car, just smoked. The van driver's mouth was like a broken shoe, and he kept talking to us. Feng Laonong and Wan Bao lied to him. Three hours later, the car stopped. I looked up and saw a desolation. The crops in the field have been harvested, and there is a stack of firewood and grass not far away. There was no grass growing in the yellow earth, and the ground had been turned over, as if wheat had been planted. Across the farmland is a large river, a kilometer wide, with no end in sight on either side. The reeds by the river are swaying along the river, and the withered yellow reeds flutter in the wind, as if someone is harvesting the ears of reeds in the reeds. From a distance, more than a mile away from the dirt road, there is a village, which must be Dongzhangjian Village.

Wanbao paid for the car, and the driver left. So he took us to the village. When he arrived in the village and came to the door of a small courtyard in the village, Wanbao shouted Meng Huzi. After a while, a tall, thin man with a thief's eyebrows and rat eyes opened the broken wooden door of the courtyard. The man took one look at us and waved us in. After we all came in, he bolted the door from the inside.

When I came to the courtyard, I saw a small courtyard with a circle of blue brick walls, more than two meters high. There are vegetables growing near the wall, and there is a doorless small house next to the gate, needless to say, this must be a hairy toilet. There is a chicken pen on the left side of the yard gate with more than a dozen chickens in it. On the right-hand side are two huts, which can be seen through the broken window lattice, and directly opposite are three red-tiled and red-brick houses. Looks like this kid is a good mix. Building a house with this kind of thing is not an ordinary farmer anymore.

The man, Meng Huzi, ushered us into the house, pulled out a few long strips of broken wood for us to sit on, and then took out a pack of Henan brand soft-pack cigarettes and scattered cigarettes at a few of us. Wan Bao pointed to us and introduced us one by one. Naturally, it is inevitable to add oil and vinegar to the tout.

After Meng Hu listened, he couldn't stop nodding to us to show his admiration. After Wan Bao introduced us, he pointed to Meng Hu and said, "This brother's name is Meng Hu, and he is my elder brother." The ancestral residence is in this Dongzhangjian Village, and this time I came to Cao Cao's tomb, and it was this old brother who found out. "

When we heard that, we shook his hand one by one. Meng Hu asked us if we had eaten, and we replied no. Meng Hu went to cook, but Wan Bao didn't stop him. After Meng Hu went out, Wan Bao said to us: "This village is poor and there are no restaurants. I can only deal with eating something. "After we heard it, we all said that we were full of food and fighting, and we didn't talk about anything good or bad.

Outside, Meng Hu caught a chicken, held the chicken arm with his left hand, and twisted the two fingers of his right hand according to the chicken's neck, and the chicken's head fell off immediately! Then, Meng Hu threw the chicken into the vegetable patch, and the headless chicken kept fluttering on the ground, and blood flowed everywhere. Wan Bao said: "Meng Hu, this brother, has practiced kung fu in Tagou for more than ten years, and has mastered the ability of nail pulling. The force of two fingers can bend a finger-thick steel bar. Let's pull out the nails, and we all use a claw hammer, and he only needs to use his hands. If the right hand catches a person, the bone will be broken immediately. "

After I heard it, I couldn't help but admire him.

Wan Bao walked to the courtyard and said to Meng Hu, who was pulling vegetables in the field, "I'll go out and buy some wine." Meng Hu hurriedly stopped him and said that he would just go and buy it. Wan Bao said that his brother, he was polite, so he broke free from the pull, opened the deadbolt and walked out.

We followed us into the courtyard. Meng Hu said embarrassedly: "There is just no wine at home, you come, I should prepare things." Let the Wanbao brothers break the bank again. "

Feng Laonong said: "They are all their own brothers, what are you polite." After speaking, help Meng Hu to pull vegetables. Subsequently, Feng Laonong entered the stove house, lit a fire, boiled the pot of water, and Meng Hu washed the vegetable leaves outside by pressing the well. We had nothing to do, so we just stood in the yard smoking cigarettes and let them cook. After smoking two cigarettes, Wan Bao came back with peanuts and fried Lanhe beans. When I came back, I put my things on the table in the hall, and then I took out four white porcelain bottles of wine from my bosom, and I took one and looked at it, and it said Tang Gu wine, sixty degrees. Looking at the wine, I couldn't help but smack my tongue, my mother, this wine is too high.