Ten o'clock the next morning.

He Zi'an took Friday, and Zhang Heng, who had to follow with a lazy face, and prepared to take a bus to Jianzhou City next door.

At the same time, Wang Dashan, a supply and marketing cooperative, was taken away by the organization above.

It shouldn't have been so fast, because someone behind it released goodwill and deliberately accelerated the process.

He knew the news for the first time through the conversation of pedestrians, and his face was unhappy and carefree, just because he gave the list last night.

"It's very happy, and the boss will be able to live in peace in the future." Friday deliberately said out loud according to the script he gave.

These words are to imply to the people behind the pedestrians that Wang Dashan's matter will end here and will not involve a wider range of aspects.

Zhang Heng didn't know the details, and said speechlessly: "As far as He Zi'an's character is concerned, he will definitely offend more people in the future." ”

Fortunately, when Zhang Heng said this, the 'pedestrians' had already gone away, otherwise it would have caused trouble.

The three of them then got on a long-distance bus.

"Why do you refuse my grandfather, take the bus to Jianzhou by yourself, you don't want to escape." After sitting down in the back row, Zhang Heng questioned again.

He Zi'an spread out on the seat, his head against the glass window, and said: "You are really a filial son and grandson, you have to let your grandfather spend more money to be satisfied." ”

"It's not for your safety." Zhang Heng retorted.

In fact, it's for your safety.

He Zi'an replied in his heart, casually perfunctory on the surface.

The two quarreled again, and Friday, who was sandwiched in the middle, was numb.

At the same time, the bus left the station.

Not long after, the bus left the city and entered the country dirt road, and the car was visibly bumpy.

Zhang Heng is also a city baby, and it didn't take long for him to have nausea.

He Zi'an had expected it, turned his head and made a look, and reached out to knock Zhang Heng unconscious, and then he got up and pushed Zhang Heng to the window.

The car continued to move forward, stopping at a restaurant called Meizi Village at noon, and the passengers on the bus got off the bus one after another to eat and rest.

There were only three He Zi'an in the last row left in the car.

Friday glanced at Zhang Heng, who was asleep by the window, and asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Leave him here." He Zi'an said.

Friday's brows twitched, if someone really wanted to warn Qin Ying, wouldn't it be more dangerous to leave Zhang Heng in Meizi Village.

At this time, He Zi'an grinned and said, "Just kidding, if you really want to lose it, you would have thrown this goods in the store and let Fat Da take strict care of it." ”

"That ......"

"Pick him up and come with me." He Zi'an picked up his backpack and got up.

On Friday, he suspiciously supported the sleeping Zhang Heng and followed behind.

After getting off the bus.

He Zi'an didn't enter the hotel, and walked directly towards the dirt road into the village.

The dirt road is lined with farmland and green rice to look at comfortingly, and at the end is a clutter of rural black-tiled houses, followed by a few hundred meters of mountains covered with vegetation.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Friday couldn't help but ask again.

He Zi'an kicked the stones as he walked, and said, "Go into the village to collect antiques." ”

"Don't play with me." Friday smiled bitterly and continued, "I make a bold guess that you plan to lure out the secret people in Plum Village, right?" ”

"I know, I still ask." He Zi'an deliberately turned around and gave a roll of his eyes.

A hundred meters of dirt road, which was quickly crossed under their feet.

The yard of the first farmhouse was not fenced, and the old yellow dog under the eaves stood up and barked vigilantly when he spotted them.

A few seconds later, the host walked out of the door with a rice bowl, and when he saw Zhang Heng supporting him on his stomach on Friday, his face changed: "Where are you going to sell that offspring?" ”

He Zi'an was stunned when he heard this, stopped and said, "Sister, don't misunderstand, we are not human traffickers. ”

"Shit! My man said that there have been bad guys in our generation recently, and they have the idea of beating young people in the waist, and I advise you to put people down quickly, otherwise I will call the police. The aunt said sternly.

He Zi'an didn't want to make the locals angry as soon as he entered the village, explaining that he was not a human trafficker and asking him to wake up Zhang Heng on Friday.

After Zhang Heng came back to his senses, he first muttered in a daze, saying that he was not motion sickness but had not eaten in the morning, and then noticed the surrounding environment, and was startled, and said, "Did I sleep all the way to Jianzhou?" ”

"Yes, you slept all day and night." He Zi'an nodded.

Zhang Heng looked around nervously and shouted, "Where is my grandfather?" And ......"

He Zi'an said to his aunt: "Look, it's alive, so I'm not a bad guy." ”

The eldest aunt asked suspiciously: "It's not a bad guy, then what are you doing in our village?" ”

"Collect antiques at a high price, do you have old objects at home that you want to sell?" He Zi'an said.

"Don't say it, there really is, when my father-in-law was alive......" Auntie opened her mouth.

Uh-huh.

He Zi'an nodded and cooperated, and when the aunt almost forgot about the traffickers, she took a step.

"Boss, we're not really here to collect antiques." Friday grabbed him and asked.

"My business is to collect old things, but I don't want to catch any criminals, you care so much about Zhang Heng's safety, take him to the village for a walk, and see if you can hook out the bad guys." He Zi'an shook his hand and said.

Friday felt that this was a good idea, after all, if there were too many people, the people behind him might not dare to come forward, so Zhang Heng, who was still confused on his feet, continued to walk towards the village.

He Zi'an came to the door of the aunt's house.

"Wait, young man, I'll go in and get something." The aunt threw down the words and turned to enter the room.

Waiting for people to be bored, He Zi'an squatted down and stretched out his hand to greet the old yellow dog.

The old yellow dog opened its mouth and bit his hand.

"I want to be stewed, just keep my mouth shut." He smiled.

Animals are much more sensitive to danger than humans.

At this time, the old yellow dog felt terrible oppression, and hurriedly let go of his hand and wanted to run, but was stopped by He Zi'an.

"Good ......" He Zi'an forcibly touched the head of the old yellow dog.

Every time he touched it, the old yellow dog's body trembled.

The aunt came back with a bag, and said in surprise when she saw this: "It's strange, Lao Huang and my man have been patrolling the mountains for more than ten years, and they have been very wild, and the adults and children in the village are afraid, and the first time I saw it, it was so well-behaved." ”

"I'm a dog who likes it." He Zi'an continued to talk along the old yellow dog's head.

The aunt didn't mind whether it was true or not, she sat on the threshold with her buttocks, and untied the bag on the ground.

He Zi'an stretched out his head to check.

According to what the aunt said just now, before the liberation, a foreigner passed by and sold it to his father-in-law's father, saying that it was a centuries-old object.

Regardless of whether the aunt's words were true or not, the bags were untied one after another, and there were five layers, and the contents were still wrapped in dusty cloth.

He waited patiently.

"Once my man got drunk and leaked his mouth, saying that the object was actually found by my father-in-law's father in the mountains, and he was just afraid that others would gossip so he deliberately lied. But no matter what the origin is, it's always an old thing, and the little brother is here right today. ”

The aunt took out the object and put it on her lap, carefully untied the cloth knot and said.

"Mmmm, I'm really lucky."

He Zi'an was still squatting, holding the old yellow dog's head with his hands, and acting excited to deal with the aunt.