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Chapter Forty

Half an hour later, the bus stopped at Xidan. Xidan was a big stop. From a distance, he saw a large group of people waiting here. Four or five trolleybuses were parked in front of him. The ticket seller called the station, and the passengers on the bus went down a large formation. Xue Xiang's two rows of seats in front of him suddenly came out. The middle-aged man sitting next to him also got off the bus. Xue Xiang moved the large black suitcase in front of his legs to the green leather chair beside him. Before the seats in the car were full, he didn't plan to move away because there were still two stops to the terminal old sky bridge, and there were not too many passengers. After putting the suitcase, Xue Xiang leaned back to his original place, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. The wind was gentle and the sun was soft, and the skin felt more peaceful and comfortable. Xue Xiang just slept like this.

"It smells so good. Auntie, what are you put in your basket? Why is it so good?" The ticket seller asked an old lady who had just gotten on the bus. The ticket seller was a young girl with a baby face.

"The eldest daughter was given half a pound of musk from my hometown relatives in my mountain. She said she would use it for smoked houses. We poor families can't use this? I heard that the supply and marketing cooperatives collected it, so I took it over and sold it so that I could pull a few feet of cloth to make clothes for the children." The old lady who answered was gray and described her thinness, but she had a good mental outlook and spoke loudly, and the passengers in the bus could hear it clearly. While answering, the old lady took out three cents to buy a ticket.

"Musk? This is a good thing, not only high-quality spices, but also precious medicinal materials. It is very expensive. An adult male muskie only produces one or two muskies. You may have half a pound of half of your pound that your relative caught a lot of male muskies in the old forest. This thing is always valuable. My brother-in-law is responsible for collecting medicinal materials at the acquisition station. He heard that a gram of musk is four or five dollars. I don't know what gram is. Anyway, just a small fingernail powder is so much, and half a pound of your pound is worth the old nose." A young man wearing a worker's hat popularized everyone's knowledge of musk.

The driver was a middle-aged man with red face. Because he was close to the engine and the heat was getting hot, he simply shaved his head and bare shirtless. At this moment, he heard the passengers chatting lively and said, "Do you know that one pound is 500 grams, and you have to say less than three hundred grams, and one gram is five dollars. Wow, that's amazing, you have to sell it for 1,400,500 yuan. Old lady, you have to get it. Why don't you let your family come with you together because you are worth so much money?"

At the beginning, a young man said that a gram was worth four or five yuan, but not many people were surprised. At this moment, most people were still unfamiliar with the term "Gram". But after the driver explained this, he immediately became furious.

"Old man, you have posted it, why don't I have any relatives living in the deep mountains and forests?"

"Aunt, don't mention pulling a few feet of cloth to make clothes for the dolls, you can buy a car even if you pick it up at the clothing store."

"One thousand four hundred? Brother, you're right. My monthly salary is only twenty-eight yuan. I have to earn for several years without eating or drinking. Can the things on this beast be worth so much money?" A short-haired man closest to the old lady was shocked and felt that he was exhausted and exhausted. At the end, he was not as good as the powder on the beast, so he spoke.

"Miscalling wrong? I'm a high school graduate, an intellectual. Do you know? Children can calculate this little, so it's hard for me to be a cultural person." The driver was very dissatisfied with the conclusion he dared to doubt the conclusion he gave and thought to himself, will the words of such a big intellectual still be false?

After the noise, everyone stopped the argument, just asked the old lady to carry the basket and not get rid of it. The bald driver of the "big intellectual" also said that he would slow down when turning the corner, so that the old lady would pay attention to not beating. Most people are still simple at this moment, and most people have the simplest mentality of helping others. It is not like the future generations that look at money, morality and love are thrown into the garbage dump. At this time, it is probably the last four-dimensional era of the Chinese nation...

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"Er Feizi, you're almost at the mouth of the gourd. There is a big bend there. Hold the thing and lean over. Slowly, don't let people find out that you are intentional. Also, be gentle when you hit it later, don't sprinkle the things in the basket for me. We will point to it for good days in the future." The person who spoke was named Wang, and his name was Xi, the third son of Wang Xianghong, deputy director of the Finance and Economics Department of the State Council. Now, his pockets were empty early before the end of the month. It was still a while before his father gave his pocket money. He couldn't wait, so he took out the vase in his father's study. Wang Xi called his best friend Qian Dabiao and was about to go to the entrusting office to exchange for money. Unexpectedly, he met an old lady in the car with half a pound of musk. When everyone talked about the value of musk, the two of them felt malicious. A big deal worth more than a thousand yuan was in front of him, how could they let it go?

Qian Dabiao was big and thick. He had a big back, scattered slippers, and wore a flower vest. The fat on his chest hung down. It seemed that when he moved a little, he was about to roll out half a rich ru room from one side of the vest. Qian Dabiao looked evil and was really fierce. He did a lot of things that were harmful to nature with Wang Xi. It was common to slip through the door and pick locks and extort money. The most miserable thing was that the two of them had just finished school in Maoyan Hutong. The female middle school student could not stand the blow and died in her room that night. Liu's father was distraught and found the two to settle the score, but Wang Xi ordered someone to break his legs. Liu's father dragged his lame leg to the local police station to report the case and sent him to

As the case was said that there was no evidence that the case could not be filed, Liu's father went to the local public security bureau. The police station in the jurisdiction said that the matter was handled, and he just went around and pushed it around. Liu's father was full of grief and angry, and wrote a blood letter and knelt at the door of the district government. In that era, the impact of this kind of kneeling on the ground to appeal was very bad. Someone immediately came out to appease Liu's father and received the blood letter. After the leader in charge of politics and law in the district committee learned about the situation, he gave instructions to the district branch bureau to handle it strictly. Unexpectedly, Wang Xi's father Wang Xianghong called the leader's home that night. After the two sides had a friendly and friendly talk, the matter was naturally suppressed. Liu's father was also invited to the hospital for mental treatment, and a family that was well-documented was destroyed.

"Auntie, you have helped you firmly. You have reached the gourd mouth. The car behind you is following tightly. I'm a little faster." The driver shouted without looking back. The aunt responded, and the speed of the car has indeed become much faster. Just as the turn was turned, there was only a loud bang.

"Oh, old lady, you don't have any eyes. You broke the Sanhua Moon Bottle Imperial Bag, which was passed down by my grandfather. The treasures used by the emperor, please compensate me." Qian Dabiao deliberately wiped the old lady's body gently when the car turned. He didn't dare to use force, for fear of knocking over the old lady's basket, which would really make it impossible to steal the chicken and lose rice.

The sound of the shattering of the porcelain bottle scared everyone and woke Xue Xiang who was enjoying his nap.

"Child, I just sat there and didn't move. You can't rely on me. I didn't touch you at all. I... I really don't blame me." The old lady in the suburbs suddenly learned that the things in her basket were treasures worth old money. She was afraid that something would happen. But the more she was afraid of something unexpected. But the more she was afraid, the more she was going to get into trouble. Now she saw the fat guy in front of her saying that she had broken the treasure of his family. Isn't this your life?

"Stop fucking it, who is your child? You are a country bumpkin, you are so excited. You just turn around and move around and get rid of my baby. If you don't compensate you today, I will not end up with you. The director of Tianqiao Police Station is my cousin, you can do whatever you want." Qian Dabiao raised his head, stretched out a thick finger and poked the old lady's shoulder, and said viciously...

When the old lady heard that she wanted to take her to the police station, her face turned pale. She was a commoner, but she was most afraid of dealing with the official family. For a moment, the old lady couldn't help but apologize to Qian Dabiao. Qian Dabiao had a clear goal, and wherever she could eat this, she would ask her to pay for it while grabbing the old lady's clothes.

The onlookers could no longer bear to see, so the kind driver spoke: "Brother, when I turned, I specifically reminded the aunt that she was holding her own basket, so why would she move around? Besides, if you didn't get to the station, why would you get up and walk?" The driver's words hit the nail on the head, and Qian Dabiao was speechless for a moment.

"Yes, I'm sitting next to the old lady. She held the basket in her arms with one hand and the backrest in front with the other. How could she meet this big brother?" The person who spoke was a little girl with a schoolbag carrying her back. Her childish voice was childish and her words were the most sincere. At this moment, people in the car knew that the fat man in front of her was a mess.

"Young man, you're doing this incredible. Even if you try to mess with the money, you can find a rich man to do anything. How can you harm the old lady in the countryside?" An old man couldn't stand it anymore.

"Yes, I can't tell you that the old lady has treasures hidden in her basket and she is willing to make money." The young woman with a ponytail hit the nail on the head.

Hearing this, Xue Xiang didn't know what was wrong. He sat quietly by and watched just to see if the beautiful figure would stand up.

Qian Dabiao was anxious, let go of my mother's clothes, opened her eyes wide, waved her arms and shouted, "Rebellion, I'm so angry, I'm tying my second fat man, and I don't know where the gate of Sijiu City is heading. Then I'll give me Luo Libaso, and ask my cousin to arrest you all and squat on the trumpet."

Qian Dabiao was so angry that he threatened the people in a car. No matter when the person being violated was not his relatives and he had no ability to stop the evil forces, protecting himself was always the first priority, and bravery became a legend. Qian Dabiao was very satisfied when he was shocked by the people in a car. He rolled up the hem of the wide flower vest and clamped it to his armpits, revealing his fat and a slender bone-cutting knife. When everyone saw it, they didn't dare to speak. Even the bald driver who had just wanted to stop the car and argued with Qian Dabiao was now driving intently to cover up the embarrassment.

"Comrade, please be careful of civilization in public places. In addition, I can see clearly that you deliberately hit the old man and smashed his porcelain bottle. If you insist on forcing the old lady to pay for it, I suggest that you all ask the police to explain clearly that it is less than one stop away from the Laotianqiao Police Station." The voice sounded from behind the old lady, and the sound was crisp and pleasant, like Huang Ying's cry. Even if this sound was scolding people, it was intoxicating.

As soon as she spoke, Xue Xiang's mouth outlined an arc.

You can't help it anymore.

ps: The four dimensions of the country: etiquette, righteousness, integrity, shame.

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