Three golds, in fact, are not called three golds. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

His surname is Qu and his name is Qu Xin.

But Xin, isn't it just three gold? So I called him Qu Sanjin.

At first, he was very unhappy with this title. The first time he called him Sanjin, he was furious, angry, and angry, blushing and trying to do something with me, defending the dignity that had already been trampled on by me.

But am I to be provoked? Back in the day...... Ahem, I won't talk about what happened back then, don't you mention the courage of the year? But when I looked at the look on his face, I was afraid that he really meant to eat me, even though I hadn't taken a shower for more than three months.

So, I resorted to the invincible trick that I had always used in school - the small report of destroying the world and subverting the big turntable! Yes, when he was about to make a move, I called out his boss Uncle Da out very appropriately.

Uncle Da is the owner of our restaurant downstairs and my landlord, whose real name is Chen Hui, because he often fantasizes about his meteoric success, so we call him Uncle Da.

This little old man is an authentic old landlord. Although he is close to the age of sixties, the smell of copper money in his bones is becoming more and more intense, and he is really a standard miser.

I still remember when I first came, this old man was kind on the surface, and he always looked like a happy and kind eyebrow, which really made me think that I had met a good old man, a good boss, and a good landlord.

It wasn't until the end of the month, when I couldn't afford to pay the rent that had risen again and again because of my work, that I realized that this girl was so different from what she looked like, and she was worse than those uncles and aunts who touched porcelain on the road.

That's not all, in the end, I insisted that Qu Xin, who had just come at the time, be in my room and ask for a shared room, which is even more beautiful: Good to me.

Ma Dan, it's so good to me, let Lao Tzu and three big men squeeze into a small dark room, and gnaw on instant noodles for more than a month, and he has always been old Beijing!

But later, at the behest of my best friend and roommate Ermuzi, I took out 10 yuan from my socks that I had treasured for more than a month and 47 days at the risk of starvation, and bought a box of stone canals (hard box red flag canals) for the old guy. Depend on! In the second month, the old guy gave me two hundred dollars cheaper, and adjusted the rent to four hundred, even though he had said two hundred and eight ...... a month.

But it really got me excited, and I went to the night market that night to order a cold dish and drink eight bottles of beer. Madan, that's called a cool!

Since then, I used to go to the old man's small restaurant to eat and buy him cigarettes by the way. This old guy is really shameless, he was polite at first, and finally it became a direct enjoyment, and he didn't bring any cigarettes to buy, so I had to buy him a box in three or four days, thanks to his liver disease, otherwise...... Alas, just like that, he never raised the rent of 200 yuan that was cheaper for me.

It's just that my salary is deducted from the rent, and after the cigarette money is removed, there is about 1,000 left.

Ma Dan, a thousand yuan, has a problem with a foothold in Zhengzhou? Where Lao Tzu lives, there are three beds in a large standard room, which is the size of a public toilet, and he goes to bed when he opens the door, which is so auspicious!

It's a pity that there are still two big men lying on the bed!

But the old guy still has a conscience, and he is not bad to me, and he never urges me to pay a small account for a few days late in the rent or something. And when I was fighting with Ermuzi and Qu Sanjin landlords, he often came to help me peek at the cards, which made me feel that this old man was not bad to the root of his hair, although there was a lot of dandruff, but at least he could grow freely, right?

Although every time the money won by fighting the landlord, it was confiscated by the old guy with the threat of power. But it's still quite comfortable, after all, it's the money that wins the two of them, isn't it?

Because of this, those two second-class people once thought that I was Uncle Da's dogleg follower, a traitor to their Justice League, and often treated me with contempt.

But buddy, I don't have to be afraid, I despise me a lot, you two estimate that you can line up for a lifetime to be on the wheel, well, you should be able to take the wheel.

Therefore, when Qu Sanjin was about to make a move, I was very suitable and easy to call out Uncle Da.

People say that Scrooge is the most protective of the short, and this is true.

Don't look at me as an old guy, but after all, I'm an old guy's person, and the old guy is still quite aware of the protection of private property. came out without saying a word, splitting his head and covering his face was a stinky scolding, and Qu Sanjin nodded and scolded.

Then he began his nearly half-century-long educational speech, what harmonious society, what humanitarianism, what harmonious coexistence to create a better future, and finally related to the joy of the family, happiness and health, even the golden boy and jade girl beads have been put together, and the children and grandchildren are full, which makes me really depressed for a long time. However, looking at Qu Sanjin's last pair of virtues of scratching his ears and cheeks, my heart was dark for a while.

Who knew that when the old fellow was coming, he suddenly turned around and said to me, "Yifan, go and bring me a cigarette, I am thirsty." ”

Do you have any thirsty smokers? I know, this old guy is asking me for cigarettes again. So while I answered, I comforted Uncle Da's ancestors again in my heart, and ran out the door to buy him cigarettes.

When I came back, the old guy was still giving Qu Sanjin ideological education, saying, "Sanjin, isn't this name very good?" It's much stronger than your Na Xin! Simple and clear, and most importantly easy to write! That's like your Xin? At first glance, you are a miser, and you have a whole stack of gold, do you think that a stack of gold is a mountain of gold? Qu Sanjin's head is green.

I laughed in my heart, this old guy can really speak in the vernacular, and he can even talk nonsense. But I don't dare to say anything, otherwise I can't afford to give me a re-education or something. So, I hurriedly dismantled the cigarette, took out one and handed it to my uncle, and took out a lighter and lit it for the girl, so as to stop the old fellow from speaking.

The old guy probably knew that it was enough to stop, took a big puff of cigarette, and after spitting out a smoke ring, he turned around and walked to the inner room, that action, that look, coupled with the smoke, it was like a gambling god, but when he reached out to grab the box of cigarettes in my hand at the next moment, the tall image he had just established instantly collapsed in my heart, shattered to the ground, and I didn't forget to step on my feet.

Since then, Qu Xin has also officially changed his name to Qu Sanjin. Plus Ermuzi, and my name Yifan, just make one, two, three! Therefore, when Uncle Da called us together, he liked to shout "one, two, three" directly. Because of this, the three of us have become veritable good friends, that is, the "first three combinations" in the future.

But this is an afterword, what I want to talk about today is another thing, a supernatural story about Qu Sanjin. However, there is no belief in such a supernatural thing, and as for believing or not believing, it is up to the judges to judge for themselves.

Qu Sanjin was born at the foot of Zhongyue Song Mountain, one of the famous five mountains in Dengfeng City, Henan Province. Their village, near Songshan Mountain, is far away from Shaolin Temple, so it belongs to the land of wilderness.

The village where Qu Sanjin is located is called Yuejiagou. However, according to Qu Sanjin, most of them in their village are surnamed Qu, and none of them have the surname Yue. This was very rare for me at the time, so I kept asking, and I knew that he didn't know, which made me very regretful at the time.

It wasn't until I went to his house with Sanjin that I learned that it was originally a place to worship Yue Fei, but later I didn't know why Yue Fei's temple was demolished, and then it became a place for the surname Qu, but they have been following the name of "Yuejiagou".

It is said that at the beginning of winter that year, a cold snap fell from the sky and the temperature was suddenly cold. The villagers of Yuejiagou are all freezing and hiding in their homes, rarely going out.

However, at this time, something happened to Yuejiagou.

At first, it was one or two families who lost chickens, and then the whole village started to lose chickens. If you lose one or two, you can still accept it, but if you lose too much, you start to lose them, and the matter is serious. You must know that things in the countryside are hard-won. In particular, poultry has been raised for a long time and is reluctant to kill, but now it has lost a lot of it, and even some farmers have lost most of it.

This is undoubtedly an earth-shattering event for Yuejiagou.

So, Qu Xin's father came out. Now you should ask why? Because his father, Qu Weihua, is the village chief of Yuejiagou! Don't treat the village chief as a cadre, let me tell you, in such a poor and remote place, you can't imagine where the village chief's cattle are broken.

I think back then, when I was a child, TV was not popular, and mobile phones were even more legendary.

In every household, the best thing is to pull a thread, hang two small speakers in the hall (living room), and listen to the radio.

At this time, the role of the village chief is there, because the radio in a village is almost controlled by the village chief, and you can only listen to what he says, and you can only listen to it, not listen to it. Moreover, all the instructions and benefits issued by the superiors are in the hands of the village chief, and the village chief says that whoever this indicator is given is whose it is. Do you say that the cow breaks or not?

Later, television began to become widespread. It's the kind of black-and-white TV, most of which were first owned by the village chief's house, and I remember that a group of us little kids were all day watching TV at the village chief's house with bare buttocks, although we couldn't see anything.

So, don't take the village chief as a cadre, because sometimes a small village chief can survive in your little world for a lifetime.

Therefore, if something happened in Yuejiagou, it must be Qu Weihua, the village head, who came out.

To be honest, Qu Weihua is also really capable, not afraid of danger, and not panicked.

The next day, Qu Weihua took a few strong men in the village to explore suspicious characters outside the village, look for clues, and set up a family protection team, so that the villagers took turns to patrol at night. But after a few days of guarding the village, they didn't notice it at all, and the chickens were still being lost as always.

It's weird, how can a good one be quietly lost?

Could it be a wolf, a wild dog, or something? That's not right, even a tiger can't eat a dozen chickens overnight? Is it a herd beast? It's not right, the beasts also know how to sneak around and do bad things at night? Isn't this the preserve of humanity?

It's bothersome and confusing. So some people said, could it be a demon or something? Maybe it's something that has become fine.

To say that this person likes to attribute things or things that he can't explain to his imagination.

But as soon as he said that it didn't matter, he panicked the villagers of Yuejiagou. If you want to talk about demons and monsters, there are many occurrences in this small village chief next to the high mountains in the poor countryside. Take the most famous "Hu Huang and White Willow Gray" as an example, there are many legends here. But this is off topic, so I won't say much about it.

Back to the book, this Qu Weihua is worthy of being the head of a village, and he is not flustered in the face of the suspicion of the villagers, and then he remembered the next trick, so that every villager in the whole village contributed a chicken, and Qu Weihua contributed three by himself, using these chickens as bait to wait for the rabbit. If the chicken can still be thrown right under their noses, it proves that there is really dirt, and if it is not lost, it means that it is artificial.

They all lost so many chickens, and if they could catch this chicken thief, they would contribute even if each family contributed two, so every family took a chicken and sent it to the village chief's house.

On the third day, the village chief took more than a dozen strong men to the woods at the head of the village to tie these chickens everywhere on the trees, although they were tied at random, but there were some rules, and if you looked closely, you will find that the trees that tied the chickens actually formed a circle, which was helpful for the villagers to monitor and arrest. Then the personnel dispersed, preparing to make turtles in Wengzhong.

It's a pity that there was nothing to do all night, and these people waited all night without seeing anyone, let alone moving.

In the early morning of the next day, Qu Weihua looked at the sky, laughed, and said Long live Chairman Mao, long live the peasants, long live socialism, etc., and asked the villagers to pick up the chickens hanging on the trees and prepare to go home.

But when they came to the tree where the chickens were tied up and laughed, they found that the chickens that were fluttering wildly just now were gone.