The Era of Hard Work

The scorching sun was shining in the sky, and the asphalt road seemed to be softened. After getting off the bus, Lu Dong came to the shade of the Fatong tree by the side of the road, took out a bottled Sprite with some coolness in it, and took a few sips.

This was given by Brother Shilibao Niu.

Zhizhihou received 99 yuan in his account today, a record high.

Lu Dong looked around and quickly entered the West Market. He didn't take the previous bus on this journey, and deliberately changed to a different route to avoid accidents.

Be careful there is no big mistake.

He touched the black handbag, which contained a large piece of pig blood, which Lu Dong bought from Brother Niu for 2 yuan.

Ready to go back and continue to bait the leeches.

Under the pig's blood, the black convenience bag containing the leeches was moist enough, and the cigarette case in the interlayer next to it was safe and sound. Lu Dong strode to the medicinal material market.

When the middle-aged man saw Lu Dong, he called the fat guy to take the scale, as if the police had never called him.

Of course, for middle-aged people, this may be a trivial matter.

The price of leeches is low, and more than 100 pieces were only sold for 43 yuan.

But with a total income of 140 yuan, Lu Dong is quite happy.

It's not that I haven't seen the world, but seeing the rewards for my labor gives me an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

Even if it is not a big gain, it is precious in my heart.

Those who want to work hard will set a small goal for themselves. The awesome character is naturally 100 million, and Lu Dong is just a small person. The small goal at this stage is very clear, first earn enough money to stand on.

This is being achieved step by step.

Just like in the Ten Mile Fort Market, Lu Dong inquired about the prices of certain commodities in the West Market as a preliminary investigation for the next step.

Before, I would wander around the university town every day when I went back, but today Lu Dong didn't stay much.

Yesterday, Hu Chunlan ordered to go to the county forest station to get a new handbook on fruit forest pest control. Lu Dong had to go to the county again. He couldn't go back to the village directly.

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In the north of Quannan City, a yellow-faced car rushed out of the urban area, came to the Yellow River Bridge, lined up to pay the toll to cross the bridge, and drove all the way towards Beihe County.

Beihe is located in the northernmost part of Quannan, and it is also one of the counties with the worst economy in Quannan.

Fang Yan sat on the co-pilot and asked again: Master, are you sure you returned to Beihe?

The female driver said: Comrade, I personally delivered them yesterday, what could be wrong?

Today, Chia Tai Company did not carry out an appraisal, and the experts did not go there, so Fang Yan decided to check out the experts himself.

Yesterday she saw Professor Liang and the beautiful female assistant get into this taxi together, contacted the taxi company through the newspaper's relationship through the license plate, and then paid the driver to take the special trip.

Entering the Beihe territory with the yellow face, Fang Yan felt a little complicated looking at the familiar road.

She is from Beihe, but she hasn't come back for a long time.

The car in front drove into Beihe County, where there are only a few main streets. The driver quickly stopped in a bungalow area, pointed to a spacious alley, and said, That's it, I didn't pay attention to the specific door.

Fang Yan knew that she had concerns, so she didn't force her, so she got out of the car and walked over there alone.

When they came to the street, Fang Yan did not go in rashly. After observing for a long time, she decided to act accordingly, and asked an old man, Do you know Mr. Liang Yongliang?

The old man glanced at her and said, Are you looking for Liang Banxian? Looking for a fortune teller?

The so-called half immortal in his words sounds more like sarcasm.

Fang Yan was slightly taken aback, and followed his words: Yes.

The photos are all fake, it was speculation before, but now it can be confirmed.

The President of the United States met with a fortune teller?

There is an inexplicable sense of joy.

That's right. It seemed that Fang Yan was pleasing to the eye, and the person reminded: Little girl, don't trust people randomly when you are young, the mouth of the surname Liang, the dead can be said to be alive. You wouldn't ask him for infertility treatment Right? Don’t believe it, it’s a crime!”

Fang Yan understood a little bit, but couldn't figure it out. After the old man left, she used fortune-telling as an excuse to inquire around the neighborhood, and returned to the car after a long time.

When returning to Quannan, Fang Yan thought about it, and suddenly admired Lu Dong who provided the clues. The company looked very formal, and even the three certificates were genuine. see through.

It's not easy for a young man who has just graduated from high school to have such keen observation skills!

Fang Yan's first-hand information collection is almost the same, and she feels that the writing of the manuscript can be put on the agenda. This news is different from the bus pickpocket incident that has been suppressed, and has received strong support from the editor-in-chief.

The pickpocketing incident involves the public security and public transport departments, and communication is required, taking into account the overall situation and not acting rashly.

This news is different. The editor-in-chief has leaked the news. Both are the top paper media in Quannan, and the relationship between the Evening News and Taito Weekly is not very good.

This involves some complicated personnel in the publicity system. Fang Yan doesn't know much about it, but relevant news can be published in the newspapers, which can always prevent many people from being deceived.

I don't know when the bonus for soliciting news will be approved.

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Before leaving get off work at noon, Lu Dong hurried to Linzhan. After a brief inquiry, he found the office where the materials were distributed.

Walking along the tiled road, a middle-aged man was locking the door of the bungalow office.

Hello, comrade. Lu Dong took a few steps and handed over the note: I'm here to collect the materials.

The middle-aged man took the note, glanced at it, and glanced over Lu Dong's face. Seeing that he was sweating profusely, he immediately opened the office door and said, Come in.

On a desk inside, there were several stacks of materials neatly stacked up. The middle-aged man took one copy next to each other, handed it to Lu Dong, and kindly reminded: Next Friday, there will be a lecture by an expert from the Agricultural University, and I ask you to come and listen to it at home. .”

Lu Dong collected the information and said, Thank you.

After the middle-aged man reminded, he urged: Let's go, get off work.

Lu Dong left the bungalow, went to the shed to push his bicycle, put the materials in his handbag, and walked west along the east-west street.

Although Ningxiu Town is the seat of Qingzhao County, its area is not large. There are three main streets in the north, south, east, and west, with a radius of only a few kilometers.

To the west, you will pass the Ningxiu Cinema in the north. There is a small square in front of the cinema, with some pool tables on it, and the arcade room not far away, and the video hall on the street in front of the railway station. place.

These places are where young people gather. Young people are very angry, form gangs, and often fight.

Lu Dong passed by the theater and looked over there. Some people were playing billiards, and there was a big step up. On the steps, he saw a movie poster: a big boat with Jack and Shredded Pork on it.

Strange yet familiar.

Yes, in the summer of 1998, this big ship was rampaging in the movie theater, but unexpectedly, it had already arrived in Qingzhao County.

I remember the uncensored version shown in Ningxiu Cinema, the part of Rousi Huahua, which attracted countless young people to watch it repeatedly.

Lu Dong had no intention of watching it. After all, shredded pork really turned into shredded pork. He was just about to pedal his bicycle to leave when a yellow hair suddenly appeared from among the pool players and shouted, Lv Dong!

This man was carrying a pool cue on his shoulder, deliberately putting on an appearance of I am a bad guy, for fear that others would misunderstand him as a good guy, not to mention his long hair dyed yellow, and a tattoo of a scorpion on the tiger's mouth on his right hand.

Last time I called you to help the platform, but you didn't come. Huang Mao raised his chin: It's too embarrassing for my brother.

It seems that the face is bigger than the sky.

Lu Dong put his feet on the ground, remembering who it was, Li Lin and Lu Kun mentioned it some time ago.

I'm busy that day, so I don't have time.

Hearing this, Huang Mao spit on the ground: What are you busy with? Look down on your buddies?

Lu Dong almost didn't laugh, this is too secondary, right? Am I out of date? Or has the yellow hair lowered its wits?

Li Lin and Lu Kun said that these guys like to watch Young and Dangerous Boys, and Young and Dangerous Boys have a strong effect of reducing intelligence. Otherwise, there would not be so many people imitating movies and walking on the road to prison one after another.

Huang Mao's face was serious, as if it was a big insult to lose face, he stepped forward two steps: Lu Dong, what do you want?

Lu Dong was baffled, I just passed by on a bicycle, okay!

Qiao Siliang, I don't have time to chat with you. Lu Dong asked himself that he couldn't communicate with the bastard who worshiped young and Dangerous boys: Goodbye.

Lu Dong got on his bicycle and left. If he continued talking, he couldn't help laughing. That would be too disrespectful.

Qiao Siliang stretched out his pool cue and pointed at Lu Dong, Stop!

By himself, Lu Dong was afraid that the young man's attack would not be serious, so he stopped quickly and turned around, looking behind cautiously.

Seeing that Lu Dong really stopped the car, Qiao Siliang unconsciously took two steps back, the cue shaking slightly: You, what do you want to do?

Lu Dong couldn't figure it out, what do I want to do? I also asked what do you want to do?

Really unable to communicate, he glanced at Qiao Siliang to make sure that he didn't dare to do anything, so Lu Dong got on his bicycle and left.

On the way back, Lu Dong thought about it back and forth, but still couldn't figure out what happened.

Is there something wrong with me, or is there something wrong with the other party? Or is there something wrong with the world?

This involves serious social philosophy, and scumbags can't handle it.

Lu Dong could only draw one conclusion. Qiao Siliang suffered from Young and Dangerous Syndrome, and if he didn't seek medical attention early, it might become a serious illness, which can only be cured by peanuts.

This is the age of crackdown!

In front of Ningxiu Cinema, Qiao Siliang returned to the billiard table, looked at a bald man with a bit of grievance: Wei Guo, someone doesn't show me face, you have to help me!

The bald man was short, thin like a monkey, with a tough face, wearing black slippers, ripped pants, and a red vest with the three big characters Shaolin Temple printed on the chest of the vest!

Complementing these three characters is the tattoo on the outer right upper arm of the bald head: I. luve. Yo.

It seems that the person who got the tattoo didn't understand English very well, so he tattooed the O as a U, and didn't finish the tattoo later, and found out that he made a mistake, so he gave up.

This makes the bald head more and more different besides being tough.

Who is he? the bald head asked.

Qiao Siliang put down the cue and said with gestures: Lv Dong from Qingzhao No. 1 Middle School is also called Lu Kuisheng. He deliberately aroused interest in the bald head: I have been able to play since junior high school.

The bald head looked in the direction where Lu Dong disappeared: Can you really fight?

Qiao Siliang said again: Guo Wei, you have practiced martial arts in Shaolin Temple for two years...

It's Shaolin Martial Arts School! Bald Qiao Weiguo corrected: It's not Shaolin Temple.

Regardless of these, Qiao Siliang has watched TV movies and TV programs, including savoring the station carefully, and he is very good at practicing martial arts: Wei Guo, he is suitable to be your opponent, and help me out by the way.

The bald head touched his own light bulb: People who practice martial arts should not be competitive, they should be polite! However, good opponents are rare, and you can meet him when you have the opportunity.

Qiao Siliang clenched his fists: Meeting him again will make him look good! He asked curiously: Wei Guo, you have practiced for two years, can you beat Qiao Keli?

This remark caused the dark cloud that enveloped their youth, the bald-headed Qiao Weiguo was silent for a moment, and said, Qiao Keli uses a knife.

Qiao Siliang wondered: Don't Shaolin Temple have iron cloth shirts covered with gold bells?

The bald head had to correct again: Shaolin Martial Arts School! I went to Shaolin Martial Arts School!

Qiao Siliang smiled embarrassingly, shouted at the boss to keep the account, and walked away with a bald head: I invite you to the video room to watch the good ones, young and Dangerous!

The bald head said: Liangzi, don't look at this. The people above talk about rules, but I don't think they are rules at all. If you imitate them, it will be bad sooner or later.

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