Zhan Chuanhai and Zheng Wenjiang are both from Sanmiao Village, Xigou Town, southwest of the city, and the two families are still neighbors in the front and back rooms.

Zhan Chuanhai has been a follower behind Zheng Wenjiang since he was a child, so he can be regarded as a child.

It was nine o'clock in the morning.

Zheng Wenjiang drove a diesel engine tricycle, Wen Shuo, Hou Jinqiang, Li Yanbiao, and Zhan Chuanhai sat on the back bucket and came to Sanmiao Village.

As soon as they entered the village, the villagers on the street would greet Zheng Wenjiang enthusiastically, and Zheng Wenjiang also deliberately slowed down the speed of the car, greeted every villager warmly, and even met the elderly and elders, and would stop for a short time and chatter a few words.

Zhan Chuanhai, who was sitting on the back bucket, naturally had to greet the villagers, but it was obvious that he was not as popular as Zheng Wenjiang.

Wen Shuo, Liu Ji and Li Yanbiao could all see that Zheng Wenjiang enjoyed the enthusiasm of the villagers......

Wen Shuo can also imagine why this is.

Young and promising, nature is infinitely beautiful.

The homes of Zheng Wenjiang and Zhan Chuanhai are in the southwest corner of Sanmiao Village, more than 30 meters to the south, and there is a meandering Worping River.

At this time, there is no house in Zheng Wenjiang's yard, it is full of red bricks, cement, sand and lime, and more than a dozen workers are picking and bundling steel beams in the dug foundation.

"Before I entered the detention center, I demolished the old house and planned to rebuild a small three-story building. Zheng Wenjiang introduced with a smile, and while walking to Zhan Chuanhai's house in the back, he said: "My parents and they temporarily live in a few idle houses on the side of the brigade, so they don't need to go over to see them, their bodies are tough." ”

"Three-story small building?" Wen Shuo gave a thumbs up: "Okay, Wenjiang, this has to be the first family in your village, right?"

Zheng Wenjiang said with a smile: "Where can you, didn't you see it when you came, there are already several buildings in the village." I don't hide it, I earn money, just live a face, in order to flip the small building more beautiful, the last time I went to the steel mill in Linguan City to deliver goods, I also made a special trip to find a construction company, went to look at some of the design drawings of others, hey, really beautiful, come back and discuss with the construction team of our village, can do!"

Zhan Chuanhai echoed: "Brother Jiang is really willing to build a house, Village Chief Liu said that he sold him concrete hollow slabs cheaply, he didn't need it, he asked all the roofs to be poured, the ring beams and columns should be poured to the strength, and the small buildings were built up, and there was no deformation when they turned!"

"Awesome!"

A few buddies gave a thumbs up.

"Safety first, you have to build a house in one step, so you don't have to regret building it badly in the future, and then flip it, it's not a waste of money and effort. Zheng Wenjiang was triumphant.

While talking, he had already come to Zhan Chuanhai's house.

Zhan Chuanhai's house, in fact, relatively speaking, is also a good house in Sanmiao Village, after all, all the households on the edge of the village are homesteads in recent years, and the new houses built - sitting on the south and facing north of the three main houses, there are matching rooms in the east and west, the windows are bright and the doors are clean, there is a meter and a half platform in front of the house, the yard is paved with floor tiles, a few pomegranate trees are planted, and a few pots of verdant flowers and plants are planted on the windowsill and the edge of the platform.

At the beginning, in order to build a homestead and a new house, Zhan Chuanhai's father Zhan Dong and mother Zheng Yunhong counted all the old houses they used to live in together to the eldest brother's family, and then borrowed money everywhere to build the house.

In the past few years, the two of them have been thrifty, working hard to earn money and running towards the goal of being well-off, but they owe too much debt, so last summer, Zhan Dong heard that the wages of the coal kiln were high, and he could get a salary of three or four thousand yuan a month, so he was moved and followed to be a worker in the coal kiln.

Fortunately, he was killed, and three days after the accident, he was rescued!

And the other four people who were in the well with Zhan Dong at that time all died.

After being rescued, Zhan Dong no longer dared to do this business, but fortunately, the coal mine owner also had a heart, not only settled his salary, but also gave him an additional bonus of 10,000 yuan, saying that it was to give him some spiritual comfort.

As a result, a few days after returning home, Zhan Dong and Zheng Yunhong took the money they had transferred from their lives and paid off their debts, and Zhan Dong fell ill......

At first, he was afraid of chills and fever, and then his body often suddenly convulsed and foamed at the mouth as if he had an epilepsy, Zheng Yunhong and Zhan Chuanhai took him everywhere to check his body and treat his illness, and finally cured his physical illness, but Zhan Dong's mental state declined sharply, often talking nonsense, afraid of cold, afraid of water, afraid of light, afraid of sound, and then went crazy.

Zhan Chuanhai, who was seventeen years old at the time, also had to drop out of school and go home and take on the responsibility of supporting his family!

A little girl who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old, with clear eyebrows, came out of the hall and saw her brother and Zheng Wenjiang walking in, so she called out with surprise and a touch of surprise: "Brother, Brother Jiang, are you back?"

The little girl is Zhan Chuanhai's sister Zhan Chuanxia, and she should be in the third year of junior high school after the summer vacation.

"Chuanxia. Zheng Wenjiang smiled and took out a beautiful hairpin and handed it over, "Oh, I bought it for you in the mall." ”

"Thank you, Brother Jiang......" the little girl exclaimed sweetly, her face full of surprise.

"Our mother hasn't come back yet?" Zhan Chuanhai asked as he took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and walked towards the West House.

Zhan Chuanxia responded: "No, I should be back soon." ”

"Oh. Zhan Chuanhai nodded - his mother had to get up early every day to go to the bus station to sell pancakes and meat buns, go home at nine o'clock to rest for a while, go to the bus station at noon, go home in the afternoon to rest, and make some baked cakes in advance in the evening.

There are two rooms in the west room, one on the south side is a utility room, and there is a small thatched toilet under the south corner.

Zhan Chuanhai opened the room on the north side, the window was hung with a black cloth that was opaque, the moment he opened the door, he heard a frightened scream coming from inside, Zhan Chuanhai hurriedly stepped in, and called: "Dad, it's me, I'm Chuanhai, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, ah...... I brought Brother Jiang and them to see you. ”

"Afraid of light, afraid of noise, afraid of people, alas. Zheng Wenjiang sighed, whispered, and took Wen Shuo and them into the house together.

The cottage is not big, only about ten square meters.

There is a double bed in the innermost corner, and because the door is open, the light in the room is okay.

In summer, the windows are closed and black cloth is hung to block the glass, so that the wind does not penetrate at all.

The inside of the room was like a steamer.

At the bottom of the double bed, an unkempt and thin man, huddled in a corner, still wrapped in a quilt, shivered and frightened as he looked at the young men who had suddenly arrived in the room, and avoided their gaze.

Like a lamb surrounded by wolves.

After Zhan Chuanhai comforted his father for a few words, he got off the bed with a wry smile, shook his head and said, "It's always been like this, I've been to the psychiatric hospital a few times, but I haven't been cured...... It's been a lot better during this time, some days I've gone crazy, smashing things, and beating people, alas. ”

Seeing that Zhan Chuanhai was not in a good mood, Zhan Dong looked frightened again, so several people put the drinks and snacks they bought when they came to the table next to them, and turned around and went out.

As soon as it came out, the fresh air lifted the spirits of several people.

It felt very comfortable, even though the sun had begun to be scorching and the temperature had risen, it was much cooler and smelled much better than in that hut.

Zhan Chuanhai invited a few people to sit in the hall, while asking his sister to hurry up and dry a little cool.

A few people sat down around the coffee table, Zhan Chuanhai turned on the fan, took out a few cigarettes and distributed them to his brother, while looking like he had already thought about it, chatting with everyone with a smile. Wen Shuo also said a few words from time to time as usual.

It's just that in Wen Shuo's heart, he has already begun to hesitate and think, whether to make a move, how to treat Zhan Dong's condition?

When the door of the hut was opened just now, Wen Shuo was keenly aware of the evil aura in the house, and when he entered the house and saw Zhan Dong again, he was even more sure in his heart - Zhan Dong's illness was definitely due to the evil qi attached to his body.

In layman's terms, it is to hit the evil and be riddled with illness!

This kind of ill disease is really nothing to Wen Shuo, and it can be done by simply setting up an altar.

The question is......

If the altar is done and Zhan Dong is indeed cured, then what will others think of themselves?

It is conceivable that Wen Daxian'er's reputation will soon spread.

And what Wen Shuo rejects the most is precisely the name of this great fairy!

In fact, from a selfish point of view, he can completely ignore it, and no one knows that he can cure Zhan Dong's illness, so no one will complain about him. Moreover, even if Zhan Dong was rescued, with the current economic conditions of Zhan Dong's family, the relationship between Zhan Chuanhai, Zheng Wenjiang and himself, and the emotions between a large group of brothers from the scrap yard......

Wen Shuo can't collect money either!

In other words, in addition to the kindness and forbearance in his heart, Wen Shuo has no need to make a move, it is harmful and unprofitable!

But it was precisely the kindness of his heart and the relationship of friendship that made Wen Shuo hesitate a little, and then he made a decision, he must take action to save Zhan Dong - be kind to others, form a good fate, have no shame in his heart, have no regrets in his heart, and also contribute to the cultivation of his state of mind! Wen Shuo, who has always been unprofitable and cannot afford to be early, also gave himself an extra reason in his heart that is worth shooting: "The yin and evil qi attached to Zhan Dong's body is very strong, very evil, very powerful, and very ......."

So what we need to consider now is how to avoid a series of drawbacks and future troubles that may be caused by this while treating Zhan Dong.

As soon as the bamboo curtain was lifted, a middle-aged woman with a rough complexion and short hair walked in.

"Mom, are you back?" Zhan Chuanhai hurriedly got up, greeted him and said, "These are a few of my friends, who came to visit my father." ”

"Hello Auntie. ”

"Auntie is so ......"

Several people got up one after another to say hello to Zheng Yunhong.

"Ah, hello, hello, sit down, you talk about your ......" Zheng Yunhong's face was full of exhaustion, but he smiled kindly and beckoned everyone to sit down, and when he looked at Zheng Wenjiang, his eyes were particularly friendly, and he revealed undisguised gratitude.

It's just that when he looked at Wen Shuo, there was a trace of doubt in his eyes - these people had all been to the house, but Wen Shuo was the first time to come.

"Mom, he's what I often call a brother......" Zhan Chuanhai explained with a smile.

Wen Shuo, who had just sat down, had to get up again, and smiled innocently: "Hello Auntie, my name is Wen Shuo." ”

"Wen Shuo?" Zheng Yunhong was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Is your home in the cotton mill community?"

"Ah, yes. ”