Chapter 70: Planning
"Sold for a buck!" Da Xiao said, "At that time, I took my younger brother to beg in the city, and I didn't get a bite to eat for two days, we were so hungry, we walked and walked, our eyes were panicked, and we really couldn't hold on, so we started the idea of painting!" β
"Then you can't just sell it for a dollar, right?" Boss Cheng said regretfully, "That's also a masterpiece!" If you get it to the cultural relics store, you have to give a few hundred dollars! β
Boss Cheng was disappointed, looking at the dim kerosene light in the shack, he felt that the road ahead was boundless.
"How do you sell it?" Boss Cheng said, "I must have met a liar!" β
"In the beginning, when we were looking for a place to put the paintings out, there were many people watching, there were many people to see, there were many discussions, and there were almost no people who really knew how to buy them." Da Xiao said, "After waiting for a long time, everyone dispersed, and then a middle-aged man with a leather bag came to ask for the price." β
"Young man, how much do you want to sell this painting for?" The middle-aged man picked up the painting, looked at it carefully for a long time, shook his head, put the painting down, walked out of two steps, and turned back to ask for the price.
"I was so disappointed when I saw the middle-aged man put down the painting and left, and when I saw him come back, I prayed to myself that he would pay for the painting. I was very empty, so I didn't dare to ask for a high price! β
"And how much do you want?" Cheng Boss asked.
"I want twenty dollars. And said that this was my father's favorite painting when he was alive. Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man stared, turned around and left.
"Seeing that the two children were hungry and weak, sitting next to a street tree, picking the bark with their hands to eat, I felt uncomfortable, so I grabbed the middle-aged man and asked him, how much can you give?"
"Your painting is fake!" The middle-aged man said, "I can only buy it at a low price, and if people find out, I will come to find the account." β
"Fart!" Boss Cheng burst into foul language. "My brother is a college student at the Academy of Fine Arts, and he is very knowledgeable, how can he collect fake paintings?"
Da Xiao said: "I also said, this is what my father bought at a large price in the cultural relics store. The middle-aged man said, that's your dad was deceived! β
"Shameless antique dealers!" Boss Cheng was angry when he heard this.
"I said, how much can you give? Just help, you see my brothers are dying of hunger!
"Give you a dollar! The middle-aged man said, I bought this painting for the sake of your brothers' pity. If you don't believe that if you take the painting to the cultural relics store, people will definitely blow you out as a liar!
"I begged him to say more, just give me more, it's the only thing of value in our house.
The middle-aged man shook his head and said, just for this money, if you sell it, I will accept it, and if you don't sell it, I will leave. After I leave, I guess no one will buy even a dime for your painting.
The middle-aged man counted out ten dime bills and shook them at us in his hands. When the second son saw that there was money, he pushed my shoulder and said, sell it, you can have a full meal if you sell it!
"For this dollar, our brothers spent more than a monthγγγγγγ"
"Damn antique dealers!" Boss Cheng scolded again, and then sighed.
"Uncle, don't be angry, we know it's wrong, we shouldn't have sold this painting for the sake of stuttering!"
"I don't blame you, if it was me, I would have sold it. In times of crisis, life is at stake. I just hate the greed and cunning of antique dealers, taking advantage of people's danger and taking advantage of them! Boss Cheng said, "But these are all in the past, and it is useless to think about it." We should plan for the moment and what to do in the future. β
"Revenge!" The second child said, and a pair of small eyes burst out with hatred under the kerosene lamp.
"Revenge first!" Boss Cheng asked, "Has the village chief's family moved to your house?" β
"The village chief's family has moved in!" "The village chief's original house was low and dilapidated, like a dog kennel!" β
"This is not easy to do, the enemy is the village chief alone, if you seek revenge from the village chief, it will inevitably alarm his familyγγγγγ"
"Then kill all of them!" The big man gritted his teeth and said hatefully.
"Woe to my family!" Boss Cheng shook his head and said, "Revenge can only be taken by the village chief!" β
"But his family also moved into our house!"
"Did his family beat your father?" Cheng Boss asked.
"Not really!"
"I have changed my mind," said Cheng Boss, "put down the enemy first, I will take you away, you say that you are almost twenty people, and you can no longer live in this shack." β
"No revenge, I won't leave here if I'm dead!" Erxiao said.
"A gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late!" Boss Cheng said, "If you want to take revenge, you have to wait for a good time and plan a good plan, you can't put yourself in it in vain!" β
In fact, Boss Cheng didn't want to take revenge, he just didn't want to involve these two nephews. He was already planning how to take revenge in his heart.
"Where are we going?" Da Xiao asked.
"The four seas are home!" Boss Cheng said, "As long as you get out of here, you will be better than here everywhere!" β
"Okay, just get out of here, go there!"
"If you leave suddenly, will anyone suspect it?"
"No, we often go for days, sometimes months, and everyone gets used to it. No one cares about us here. β
"That's good!"
"When are you leaving?"
"I'll have to wait a few days, I still have something to do here!" Boss Cheng said, "What should you do these days, don't let people doubt, and don't let people know that I'm back." β
"Okay, my second son and I will go to the county seat to beg for food, if we can get it, I will bring you some back; If you can't, you'll starve! β
"You don't have to beg for food, I still have some money here, not much, save some money." Boss Cheng took out some crumpled banknotes from his pocket, about two or three yuan.
When the second son saw the money, his eyes straightened, and he reached out to take it. Unexpectedly, he was caught by the big man and grabbed it.
Boss Cheng looked at Da Xiao and said, "I'll have all this money, you two can spend it together!" β
Da Xiao nodded and said: "This money is in my hands, I will be careful in my calculations, if I put it in Erxiao's hands, he will have a few full meals, and it will be gone!" β
At this point, Boss Cheng went out day and night every day, and when the brothers were asleep, he quietly walked out, sneaked into the village, and walked around his brother's four big tiled houses, thinking about revenge.
After going around many times, a perfect revenge plan gradually took shape in Boss Cheng's mind.
On this day, the brothers plan to go to the town to buy some dry food and come back. Cheng Lao shouted to the two and said, "Bring me something when you come back." β
"What to bring?" Da Xiao touched the money in his pocket and said, "Uncle, there is not much money!" β
"What I want isn't worth a lot of money." Boss Cheng said, "Three feet of white cloth, a bottle of red ink." ββ
"What are you buying these things for?" Da Xiao asked.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, just do it!" Boss Cheng said sternly. "When you come back, hide the white cloth and ink so that no one can find out!"
"Got it!" The brothers were so frightened by Boss Cheng that they didn't dare to ask any more, so they turned around and walked towards the town.
Da Xiao is also an adult who is almost an adult, and he seems to have a premonition of his uncle's intention to buy these things. But the uncle wouldn't let him say, so he didn't dare to ask.
When they came back in the evening, the brothers handed the dry food to their uncle, and then they pulled out a white cloth from their waists.
Boss Cheng looked at the white cloth, was very satisfied, and asked Daxiao: "Where's the ink?" β
"Didn't buy it!" "There is only one supply and marketing cooperatives in the town, and all the red ink is sold out - they usually get less red ink, and the teachers at the school will buy it." β
Cheng Boss thought for a while and said, "If you don't buy ink, forget it." You have eaten your meal, and go to bed early. I'm leaving tomorrow, so I'll find a place to stay, and I'll pick you up in about two or three months. β
"Uncle, why don't we go together?" "I don't want to stay here for a day!" β
Boss Cheng didn't answer Daxiao's question, he said again: "After I leave, no matter what happens in the village, you all have to do the same as usual, what you should do and what you do, remember?" ββ
"Remember!" Although the brothers did not know why this uncle had arranged it this way, they did not dare to ask more, and they found that the uncle had a serious expression in the last few days, and his eyes often shot a terrifying and fierce light.
When the two brothers fell asleep, Boss Cheng quietly got up and pondered.
There is no red ink, so what is the best place to replace blood? Boss Cheng wanted to see if there were any rats on the mouse trap in the house, and if there was a mouse, it would be fine. Smearing the face with rat blood can also be realistic. Helplessly, he touched several mouse traps in the house, and there was not even a single mouse hair. People don't have a bite to eat, and it's even harder for rats to survive here.
Seeing that the night was getting deeper and deeper, Cheng Boss gritted his teeth, found a knife, pulled a shallow cut on his shoulder, smeared it on his face with oozing blood, felt that it was almost smeared, and smeared some on the white cloth, and then gently tore some cloth to bandage the wound briefly, glanced at the sleeping brothers, and walked to the village without hesitation.
In the dead of night, the village is quiet, and there are occasionally one or two barking dogs, which sets off the tranquility of the countryside.
Cheng Laoda's goal is to have four of the most beautiful large tiled houses in the village. He bent his waist, walked and stopped, and looked around vigilantly.
Coming to the gate, Boss Cheng hesitated, gritted his teeth, and climbed in along the wall, the yard was black and empty, and he didn't know which room the village chief slept in.
Cheng Boss sneaked under the windowsill and peeked in one by one, but the room was darker and he couldn't see anything. Just when Boss Cheng was at a loss, he suddenly heard a low snoring sound coming from the middle room.
Boss Cheng was overjoyed, this must be the village chief.
In advance, Cheng Boss had learned from the mouth of the eldest son that the village chief's family of three people, only the village chief lived here in the past few days, and the village chief's wife thought it was a murderous house, and recently felt that it was not peaceful, so she moved back to the original house. Only the village chief does not believe in evil and still lives here.
Boss Cheng took out a dagger and slowly pulled the latch from the outside.
Boss Cheng secretly prayed in his heart: "Brother and sister-in-law, the heroic spirit is not far away, bless me to avenge you tonight!" β