The work at the road construction site is very simple, nothing more than shoulder-picking, carrying, hand-lifting, and occasionally using some simple manpower tools...... In a few days, Chen Muyan, who spoke little but worked hard, made the workers quite good.

In the blink of an eye, a week passed, and each person at the construction site advanced 200 yuan for living expenses -- the people of Yizhou Province all have the habit of preferring small gambling, and as soon as the living expenses were paid, several of the workers began to 'smash gold flowers' at night.

Chen Muyan, who had no interest in this, soon fell asleep......

"You turtle son! You take a good look at it! If you can't afford to lose, you can't afford to lose, and then dare to talk nonsense about Lao Tzu pumping you!"

"You're stealing cards!

After the scolding and screaming with strong local characteristics, followed by the sound of punching and kicking, Chen Muyan had to end his dream and turn over from the floor.

The two people in the fight have a big difference in body shape, one is stout and burly, and the other is thin and short. The short young man's name is Fan San, who leads classes on the construction site on weekdays, and does not work much, and is said to be Lin Tangyuan's brother-in-law; the burly man is a little honest on weekdays, and his name is Jiang Ping; Jiang Ping and Chen Muyan are the most sincere in their work in the work team.

Chen Muyan took a look, the position of the jacket pocket of Fan San's jacket was faintly in the shape of a playing card, combined with the previous scolding, he roughly understood the cause of the matter, and thought of hearing Fan San playing cards with a few people before going to bed, and immediately understood that Fan San didn't have a good mind at the beginning-

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Ping was kicked to the ground by Fan San, and blood was already spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Fan San's eyes were fierce, and he never stopped, and the people on the side never showed signs of going to persuade him to stop.

"Zhou Yi" said: "A gentleman promotes good by curbing evil, and resting his life with ......"

Chen Muyan knew that he was not, he had never wanted to be a gentleman, and he was not a moral emperor, but immortal cultivators should not hurt their hearts in everything, if they did not, they would not be able to make an inch of cultivation at the least; or they would be punished by heaven, or they would go mad and scattered. Fan San's hatefulness really made him unbearable: "Okay!

"Yo he! Are you nosy about your business? Do you also want to practice with Lao Tzu?" Fan San knew that Chen Muyan was a local, and although he was unforgiving, he stopped.

"Do you say Lao Tzu again?" Chen Muyan looked at Fan San coldly, if he didn't know that this was the mantra of the Yizhou people, he would have wanted Fan San to pay the price - even if he wanted to live in seclusion, he was a cultivator and had the dignity of a cultivator.

Looking at the cold light in Chen Muyan's eyes, Fan San somehow felt a chill in his bones, and the foul words that he wanted to say again were suffocated, as if he felt that he had lost his temperament, and pointed to Jiang Ping on the ground:

"Man, he lost playing cards, he said I stole cards, do you think you should clean up? What can you do if you can't afford to lose? You-"

Chen Muyan stepped forward and grabbed Fan San's shoulder, casually pulled off his coat, and took out three playing cards from his jacket pocket, miscellaneous cards '3. 9。 10', threw the cards aside, didn't care about Fan San's sudden change in face, and gathered all the cards in the pile, counted them one by one, forty-nine -

Needless to say, everyone understood what was going on.

Fan San asked himself that he was also a veteran of fighting, but before Chen Muyan's actions could react, he was restrained, and his heart was filled with fear. The angry eyes of everyone in the room made Fan San not say a word, and hurriedly opened the door and slipped out.

"How is it?" Chen Muyan stepped forward and pulled Jiang Ping up and asked.

"It's okay!hey, hey, hey, we rough people are hard-fighting!" Jiang Ping said innocently.

"Xiao Chen, you have to be careful, Fan San has just come out of prison, and he has stabbed people before-" A slightly older worker whispered: "Actually, we all knew a little bit about him stealing cards, but hey!"

Chen Muyan looked at the workers who were talking, nodded, and wondered a little that these people knew that it was not good to play cards with Fan San, but they still had to join in the fun...... I don't understand why the foreman doesn't care, who will still work for him if he sucks the hard-earned money of the workers?

......

"Xiao Chen, come on!" At seven o'clock, Chen Muyan, who had just gotten up and finished washing in the courtyard, was called into his room by Lin Tangyuan.

"This is your salary, you collect it, it turned out that it was a hundred yuan a day, you worked for seven days, and yesterday you sent two hundred, I will give you another five hundred, there are not so many people on the construction site recently, so-" Lin Tangyuan rolled his eyes and smiled with a smile. When Zhang Gong explained to him, he didn't say anything deeply, Lin Tangyuan knew that Chen Muyan was just an ordinary person who came to the nearby village to find work, and Fan San was the leader of the team that he shocked the workers and was a relative, so he naturally didn't want Fan San to leave anything in his heart.

After taking the money, Chen Muyan glanced at Lin Tangyuan coldly, and without saying a word, he went out of the room. Feeling that there were many pairs of eyes in the courtyard, he stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked back, a few figures faintly flashed in front of the window, and no one went out to take a look, even Jiang Ping, who had just helped last night...... Shaking his head, he smiled self-deprecatingly - Ben and these people will only have a brief acquaintance, can they still expect someone else to send them?

Out of the courtyard gate, the red sun of the distant mountains faintly revealed half of his face, and facing the rising sun, Chen Muyan exhaled a breath of turbidity......

"Xiao Chen, is your surname Chen?" A person came out of the courtyard next door, it was another foreman on the construction site, Wang Dahai, he saw Chen Muyan smiling and nodded, and asked, "You have to go to work so early today?"

"No, Lin Tangyuan said that they don't need me on the construction site!" Chen Muyan shook his head and said.

Wang Dahai was surprised, and suddenly his eyes moved: "Why don't you come to my construction site to work?" I'll give you one hundred and twenty yuan a day, but the workload will be larger!"

Chen Muyan nodded in agreement.

In the blink of an eye, another week, Chen Muyan, who had earned a total of more than 1,000 yuan, went to the town to buy two sets of clothes, a few bedding and wooden beds, two bottles of wine worth hundreds of yuan, and the next day he cleaned the roof tiles of the house again, and finally was able to live in it.

Seeing the meal, he carried the wine to Meng's house, but the door was locked, and he turned to the courtyard of the elder Gao, and there were several voices in the courtyard, so he pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard. There is a large square table in the courtyard, and several people are sitting around eating.

Chen Muyan was stunned, but one of them was a classmate in the same dormitory in college, named Zhao Baoping, who was famous for his love of making friends and like to be lively, and the relationship was not bad at that time.

"Here, let's not eat!Let's eat together!" Gao Lao looked at the wine Chen Muyan was carrying, nodded expressionlessly, and pointed to the empty seat next to the table.

"You-" Zhao Baoping looked up, he was stunned for a moment, and after a moment, he stood up, strode closer, hugged Chen Muyan excitedly, and said:

"Brother, I knew you wouldn't—"

Chen Muyan remembers that he is very picky about his friends, although when he grows up, he also recognizes many shortcomings, but the real friend in his memory is still only Fa Xiao Ma Deshun. At this moment, Zhao Baoping's excitement made him feel the warmth of his friends. Without waiting for him to think about it again, he was pulled by Zhao Baoping to the table and sat down and said:

"I haven't seen each other for more than four years, let's have a good chat in a while!"

"Xiao Zhao, do you know?" asked a middle-aged man on the side.

"Mayor Zhou, this is my classmate, a dormitory, iron buddy, right? Chen-"

"You may have recognized the wrong person, my name is Chen Muyan!" Zhao Baoping didn't finish speaking, Chen Muyan hurriedly spoke. Since he is in seclusion, before his cultivation is restored, he should try not to expose it, otherwise it will be unpredictable for Zhao Bao.

"What?" Zhao Baoping was taken aback, took a closer look, and muttered: "No, it seems to be a little different-yes! You are taller than my buddy! Your eyes are a little different!"

"But the two of you really look alike, both are surnamed Chen, acquaintance is fate, my name is Zhao Baoping, I work in the town, you don't know anyone here, let me introduce you to ......"

Chen Muyan smiled and greeted everyone with Zhao Baoping's introduction.

During the banquet, everyone talked about the national economy and people's livelihood from time to time, but Chen Muyan listened to it boringly, so he simply agreed silently.

In the afternoon, Chen Muyan wanted to return to the construction site, so he took his leave.

"Hey, buddy, get in the car!"

As soon as he walked out of the door, it was Zhao Baoping who rode a motorcycle from the side of the yard and called......

Zhao Baoping's speed slowed down, and the road from Donghu Village to Qihu Town was less than two meters wide, and it was still a dirt road. After walking for a while, Zhao Baoping suddenly said:

"Brother, you're really not Chen-"

"It's really not!" Chen Muyan had no choice but to reply against his will.

"Do you know -- my buddy, can be described as a man of the hour, speaking of which, he has not been in school for a month, but as soon as he arrived at school, he took away the soul of the most beautiful school flower in the school, when we were bullied by senior classmates, he seemed to know martial arts, and directly scared away the famous murderer in the school; and he was very righteous, if it weren't for him, I guess I wouldn't be complete now! Hey! Unfortunately, my buddy had an accident...... Although I don't know the details of his accident, I can feel that the people he usually contacts are not simple, so he must have gotten into big trouble, and later ......"

"Recalling the past last spring, there was a meeting by the riverside. I came back today and didn't see my bosom friend. But seeing a glass of soil hurts my heart miserably! Sad and sad and sad, I can't bear to cry. Why bother to come and go, the riverside is sad and ......"

This is not a love poem, but for Chen Muyan, the memories evoked with Zhao Baoping's narration are not the high-spirited of the green years, nor are they just those bitter sorrows...... "Those things that have not been done, the cause and effect grudges that have not been broken, the debts owed to me must be recovered!"

"Hey, there's an accident up there!"