After binding the system, Mrs. Wei went down the mountain

Chapter 311 Short-distance Sound Transmission

The two of them talked for who knows how long, but Zhang Yuanshan was finally defeated.

Looking at the stubborn old lady, she couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"Auntie, aren't you afraid if I threaten you like this?"

Mrs. Wei said "Huh" and then asked curiously:

"Hey, when did you threaten me?"

Zhang Yuanshan was suddenly amused.

"Auntie, you don't have to be polite to me. Let's get straight to the point."

Mrs. Wei rolled her eyes.

"Then tell me."

Seeing Mrs. Wei suddenly being so direct again, Zhang Yuanshan smiled bitterly, and then said:

"Auntie, is there really nothing you care about? Are you not worried about your family or career at all?"

Mrs. Wei stood up, went to the cabinet and took out a box of cut tobacco, rolled it up in front of Zhang Yuanshan, and said while rolling it:

"Why don't I care about anything? I care about everything you said, but I also told you that Secretary Li of our county party committee is a good official. No matter what you do, he will definitely find justice for us. "

Zhang Yuanshan sighed, this is the truth.

It was past twelve o'clock at night, and Zhang Yuanshan was sitting on Mrs. Wei's sofa, watching the old lady rolling cigarettes there.

Mrs. Wei only took a little bit of shredded tobacco and put it on the newspaper. Then she rolled it flexibly with her fingers, and it instantly became a thin cigarette. After rolling it, Mrs. Wei licked it with her tongue and wiped the paper with her saliva. Stick to it.

Zhang Yuanshan's mouth twitched as he watched.

Unexpectedly, after Mrs. Wei finished rolling the cigarette, she handed the cigarette directly to Zhang Yuanshan.

"Madam, what are you doing?"

Mrs. Wei's eyes widened.

"Of course this is rolled for you? I don't smoke!"

After handing it out, Mrs. Wei said distressedly:

"It seems that I have to ask Qiangzi to buy some Tashan cigarettes next time. There is no one to entertain guests at this house. I have to roll them myself. Besides, these cigarettes are too expensive."

Zhang Yuanshan thought in his heart.

Isn’t that the cheapest cigarette in Tashan? The smell of cigarette is very strong. Basically no one smokes it now. It is usually sold to poor people in the countryside. They can’t get a wife. They don’t have much money at home, and they still have this hobby. .

Lin Tieqiang: Brother, you are really rude.

Zhang Zhiyuan: Sorry, I have a wife!

Zhang Yuanshan looked at the cigarette that Old Mrs. Wei handed over. The smell of cut tobacco was accompanied by the smell of Old Mrs. Wei's saliva. If there was something like nothing floating over, he knew through the smell that this was the cut tobacco that Sister Niu smoked to relieve pain. He was an old smoker, and the cigarette was so tempting. Just when Zhang Yuanshan was about to reach out, he saw a wet spot at the cigarette holder.

His stomach turned twice, and he quickly waved his hands and said:

"Aunt Wei, thank you, I don't smoke!"

Mrs. Wei squinted, then pointed at the half-pack of cigarettes that fell out of Zhang Yuanshan's pocket.

"Well, your cigarette fell out."

Zhang Yuanshan looked down and felt embarrassed for a moment, wanting to find a hole to crawl into.

Mrs. Wei suddenly realized.

"Ah, look at me, I am an old lady from the countryside. Do you dislike this? Then you want to smoke yourself?"

Mrs. Wei tore up a piece of newspaper and handed the cigarette box to Zhang Yuanshan.

Zhang Yuanshan looked at the exquisite cigarette case and was about to reach out, but when he noticed the simple and sincere smile on Mrs. Wei's face, Zhang Yuanshan felt that he had gone too far.

Facing such a simple and kind-hearted old lady, I couldn't break her heart.

So he gritted his teeth and took the cigarette that Mrs. Wei had rolled just now.

He took out the lighter, lit it, and took a puff.

"Mom, this smoke is so good!"

Zhang Yuanshan took a puff and felt that the tobacco brought endless benefits to his body, but he still felt a little sick in his heart.

"Auntie, this cigarette?"

Mrs. Wei pursed her lips.

"This cigarette is extraordinary, and the opportunity I got is not easy. There are only two boxes in total. One box is for the calf you just mentioned. As for this box, you can make a price!"

Zhang Yuanshan was happy.

Half an hour later, it was already past one o'clock at night. Zhang Yuanshan was about to go out with a box of cut tobacco when he heard Mrs. Wei from behind saying:

"Xiaoshan, please don't spread the word about this cigarette. I only have these two boxes, and now I don't have them anymore. What if some powerful person comes over and threatens me?"

Zhang Yuanshan's face froze, and he felt a little embarrassed when he thought of the threat he had just made to Mrs. Wei.

"Don't worry, Sister Wei, I understand."

Mrs. Wei said cheerfully:

"That's fine. It's already time. You should go back to sleep!"

Zhang Yuanshan said hello to Sister Wei and went out. When he returned to the dormitory immediately, Zhang Yuanshan was suddenly stunned.

Didn't he go to Sister Wei to talk about his son? Why now?

Zhang Yuanshan glanced at the cigarette case in his arms and hurried back to Sister Wei's yard. He saw that the lights in Sister Wei's house had been turned off.

Zhang Yuanshan was hesitating whether to speak out.

Suddenly, Sister Wei's voice came to her ears.

"Xiaoshan, it's useless no matter how much you talk. The master you saw before was right. You are carrying a lot of things. I can't help you with your son's matter. I want your son to get better as soon as possible. You are the only one. I can help him."

Zhang Yuanshan felt the voice close to his ears, looked around, then swallowed and asked:

"Sister Wei, how can I help?"

"From now on, do less unjust things, which not only means not breaking the law, not violating morality, and not doing things that are not in line with the rules, but also doing more good deeds, losing money and avoiding disasters. Remember, you must be sincere."

Zhang Yuanshan was shocked, this Sister Wei was simpler than he thought, and then nodded vigorously.

"I can do it, Sister Wei!"

"By the way, the three small stones you bought are indeed high-quality jade. After you go back, you can ask the master to polish them. You can make them into jewelry or pendants. The aura on them can only protect you for five years. Wuyu, as for the future, you can only rely on yourself, no one else can help you."

Zhang Yuanshan suddenly asked:

"Sister Wei, why do you want to help me?"

Then I heard Sister Wei sighing.

"I have a good heart and don't want to see the suffering in the world."

Zhang Yuanshan was startled, then slowly walked back to his room.

Zhang Yuanshan returned to the room, and Mrs. Wei inside the room smiled brightly.

After reaching the golden elixir stage, he can now transmit sounds over short distances, which is undoubtedly another powerful tool for showing off.

Old Mrs. Wei was lying on the bed, looking at the balance in her phone, and burst into laughter.

"Why are you helping you? It's because you are stupid and rich, so easy to fool!"

Ma Wenlan is sleeping upstairs.

He opened his eyes drowsily.

"Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang, wake up. Did you hear the laughter just now?"

Zhang Zhiyuan turned over and muttered:

"Are you sick again?"

Ma Wenlan shook his head and listened carefully, but there was no sound!

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