Han Jingyang, Shi Xiaoya and Liu Jing enjoy a relaxed rural life.

It's quite addictive.

Dinner is still an authentic country dish, simple and simple, and the taste is very full.

Eat and drink to your heart's content, and walk along the stream that passes through the village, which is full of fun.

And Huang Zhiyun called Zhou Jianjun, the head of Dongpo Village, after returning home: "Old Zhou, tell you something, don't panic." ”

"I've seen the world, can you scare me?"

"I met Han Jingyang today."

"Han Jingyang? Who's that? ”

"Mr. Feng Shui, who moved to Phantom He Dingkun and Dingshen Group, is a young man who is rumored to be able to live and die during this time."

"Is that him?" Zhou Jianjun suddenly got up: "Where did you meet it?" ”

"By the reservoir, he led two little women, saying that they were fishing, but I think his purpose was the octagonal tower."

"What do you mean?"

"He took the initiative to talk to me, and intentionally or unintentionally talked about the topic over there."

"What does he want to do?"

"How do I know? I just think that your village and He Dingkun are more involved, and now that He Dingkun has fallen, you have to be careful. ”

"This ......" Zhou Jianjun hesitated: "What does that Han Jingyang look like?" ”

"I live in your brother-in-law's house, I should be able to find him at this time, he is quite tall and handsome, he has a very unique temperament, you will definitely be able to recognize him when you see him," Huang Zhiyun said in a low voice: "Be careful, don't be taken advantage of by him, after all, his motives are unknown." ”

"Okay, I'll go over tonight to try the temptation," Zhou Jianjun said seriously: "Lao Huang, thank you." ”

"You're welcome, you're welcome, the business of a few of my shops can be so good, the high-quality vegetables in your village are very important, and I want to continue to use them, so whoever makes trouble in Dongpo Village is my enemy."

"It's not that serious, I'll get to the bottom of it first, and then we'll talk later."

Hanging up the phone, Zhou Jianjun hurriedly changed his clothes and went straight to the farmhouse opened by his brother-in-law.

Huang Zhiyun, who returned to Quancheng City, made another call: "Mr. Sun, I just heard a gossip, I feel that you may be interested, do you want to hear it?" ”

"What gossip?"

"It's related to He Dingkun."

……

Half past nine in the evening.

Han Jingyang led Shi Xiaoya and Liu Jing back to the farmhouse, and as soon as they entered the courtyard, a middle-aged man about fifty years old greeted him: "Hello Master Han, I am Zhou Jianjun, the village chief of Dongpo Village. ”

Hooked so quickly?

The surname Huang is really ...... Enough to hurry.

But the sooner the better.

It doesn't hurt me anyway.

Han Jingyang shook hands with Zhou Jianjun with an indifferent expression: "Village Chief Zhou, do you have something to do with me?" ”

"A little thing, a little thing, let's talk about it in the house."

"Yes."

In a small reception room, Han Jingyang and Zhou Jianjun sat down.

Zhou Jianjun's brother-in-law Wang Yan withdrew after bringing tea and closed the door.

Zhou Jianjun lowered his voice: "Master Han, I have heard of your name. ”

"Oh?"

"You have been very famous recently, and you are involved with He Dingkun, and our village has a very deep relationship with He Dingkun, so I have been paying attention to you."

"Village chief, you didn't want me to sign for you, did you?"

"It's not impossible, but there's something to do."

"What's the matter?"

"Help our village see feng shui."

"What feng shui is to look at? The development of your village is so good, it doesn't matter if the feng shui is good or bad. ”

"Alas, the development of our village is completely based on He Dingkun's funding, He Dingkun's life and death are unknown, Dingshen Group was acquired, and I don't know how to live this life in the future."

"The foundation is so good, how bad can it be? You're not going to live your life on funding, are you? ”

"That can't," Zhou Jianjun hurriedly shook his head: "That's it, there are rumors that He Dingkun has done something in our village and damaged the feng shui of our village." ”

"Haven't you seen it before?"

"Yes, but I didn't say one, two, three, four."

"Can't say it or don't dare to say it?"

"Who knows?"

Han Jingyang smiled: "I can watch it, but I won't say it either." ”

Zhou Jianjun was stunned: "Why? ”

"Dongpo Village is a big village, with a population of more than 1,000, and the involvement is too deep and the cause and effect are too heavy, and my little arms and legs can't afford it."

"Master Han, you can make a price."

"No, I don't take any amount of money, there is no trivial matter in people's livelihood, if something goes wrong, thousands of people in the entire Dongpo Village will be involved, I really can't afford it."

"I ...... at the beginning"

"At the beginning, there was a big man like Dingkun who was burdened, even if your village was completely rotten, people could easily build a new village for you, I didn't have that much energy."

Zhou Jianjun was silent for a long time: "How about just looking at the octagonal tower?" ”

Han Jingyang shook his head again: "It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that I am mortal enemies with He Dingkun, and He Dingkun was brought down by me, now go to see that tower, no matter what I say, it will cause criticism, so it's better to avoid suspicion." ”

"That tower, is it good or bad for Dongpo Village?"

"Sometimes good and sometimes bad, you feel the deepest and clearest, ask me just to confirm your feelings, so don't ask me, trust your own judgment."

Zhou Jianjun took a deep breath: "Then what is the purpose of your coming to our Dongpo Village?" ”

Han Jingyang smiled.

Cocking Erlang's legs, he took a sip of the teacup: "I want to ask Wang Wei's parents about something." ”

"Wang Wei?"

"Yes."

"Is there such a person in our village?"

"Chinese New Year's Eve is forty-four or five years old this year, ten years ago Shanyi graduated, learning to act, my father's name is Wang Jinliang."

"She? What's wrong with her? ”

"You don't know?"

"I don't know, she never came back after she went to school, she just sent money to the old couple regularly, some people said that they had seen her in Quancheng, and some people said that she was raised by the big boss in the capital, you don't say it, I almost forgot her big name, I only remember that her nickname is Xiaowei."

Han Jingyang nodded: "In this way, then I can't tell you." ”

"Something happened to her?"

"I'll have to see her mom and dad before I can tell you."

"Master Han, she is from our village, and I, as the village head, have the right to know, not to mention that Xiaowei's parents have never seen the world, and I am afraid that they can't even say a word in front of a big person like you, and in the end they still have to come forward with me to deal with it."

Han Jingyang just shook his head.

No matter what Zhou Jianjun said, he didn't let go.

Zhou Jianjun couldn't help it: "Then I'll find Xiaowei's parents over?" Or shall we go over? ”

"Let's go to her house."

Wang Jinliang's house is also good, although it is a bungalow, it is very clean, there are all that should be, and the outer wall of the house is also tiled, and it is obvious that the economic situation is not bad.

It's just that the mental state of the old couple is very poor.

is less than sixty years old, but he is already lifeless, and when he saw Han Jingyang and his party, he almost didn't react, and he looked very numb.

Bitter people.

Zhou Jianjun coughed: "Uncle Jin Liang, this is Xiao Han from Quancheng, and you are friends with your Xiaowei, I have something I want to tell you......"

Wang Jinliang didn't speak.

Wang Jinliang's wife suddenly grabbed the teapot next to him and smashed it at Han Jingyang: "Get out, get out, get out of my house, I don't know what Xiaowei is not Xiaowei, get out, get out-"