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Chapter 764 Heba’s real talker

"Near Kaitian Garden, there may be rumors of a disappearance in the past few days. Please control it."

Jiang Ning sent a message to Shao Shuangshuang to deal with the aftermath.

Shao Shuangshuang, who was far away in Changqingye Building, received the news. She looked as usual. Jiang Ning's image in her heart was no longer an existence that could be restricted by the rules of the real world.

Occasionally doing such a small thing, it's not excessive at all, she replied as usual: "Okay."

Subsequently, Shao Shuangshuang called the Secretariat and told them to handle public opinion, coordinate relations between all parties, and eliminate the impact of the incident.

The world is a huge network of relationships. People like the Wu brothers can have people help cover up the troubles they have committed, not to mention the huge Evergreen Liquid?

Nowadays, countless people are tied to the chariot of Changqingye in Yuzhou, and they are marching forward. As for the ants who are crushed to death in the wheels, who cares?

'It's just...' She narrowed her red eyes, and the mole at the corner of her eye made her charming: 'Maybe in his eyes, we are also ants, right?'



Jiang Ning rode a battery scooter to find Shen Qing'e.

Shen Qing'e, who had had a few minutes to buffer herself, now calmed down and recalled what had just happened, and her heart became even more wonderful.

She was born in a rural area and did not enjoy many privileges. Her parents were farmers who dug their food in the soil. Later, following the wave of migrant workers, they went to work in coastal cities and have been doing their jobs.

Such children are inherently inferior in terms of social status.

Fortunately, Shen Qing'e is a girl with a beautiful appearance. She can usually be taken care of by the opposite sex, but she also suffers a lot of malice. For example, today's tattooed man actively provokes her.

If it were any other girl, she could only complain angrily like Yu Wen.

And now... Shen Qing'e once again experienced the feeling of being taken care of.

This is a sense of security that you can rely on, which is particularly comforting.

It is foreseeable that as Shen Qing'e grows older, she will become more and more beautiful, and she will definitely be more prone to disasters, while Jiang Ning can protect her like a knight.

She looked at Jiang Ning's figure riding a battery car, and it gradually overlapped with the movies and TV dramas she had watched in the past. Jiang Ning was no longer Jiang Ning, he was a young general who had returned from hundreds of battles, and the battery car was no longer a battery car, but a majestic

Black horse, the young general rode a strong black horse, slowly approaching her.

What happens next?

Although the subsequent scenes have not yet been shown, Shen Qing'e's brain is already loading, and even the trailer is loaded.

Gradually, Shen Qing'e lost consciousness.

Jiang Ning stopped the car next to her. Seeing her looking at him with blurred eyes, Jiang Ning felt a chill.

He pressed the horn and heard a loud "Beep!"

Shen Qing'e immediately came back to her senses. She was in a daze for two seconds, and her eyes focused again.

She smiled lightly and reservedly: "Thank you."

Jiang Ning said: "Just do it casually."

Although he said this, Shen Qing'e felt familiar, just like when she caught a cold in junior high school, Jiang Ning sneaked out of class during self-study and went to the school infirmary to help her get cold medicine.

When faced with the punishment from the head teacher afterwards, he had the same indifferent attitude as now.

‘It’s great.’ The gloom caused by living under the shelter of others and relying on others’ eyes disappeared in an instant.

Shen Qing'e is now a completely innocent girl.

I stayed here for a year and a half, but I still look silly and sweet when I come back!

Shen Qing'e's steps became much brisker. She didn't walk fast because the road home was not long. She wanted to walk slower and stay with Jiang Ning for a while.

Jiang Ning felt that Shen Qing'e was neurotic and simply ignored her.

Shen Qing'e recalled the scene in the queue. When she was forced by the tattooed man, she tried to look around her with her eyes. She saw the indifferent middle-aged uncle and the young couple who only cared about themselves.

No one wanted to provoke the tattooed man, but Jiang Ning stepped forward and drove away the bad guy easily with just a light move.

And in front of everyone, Shen Qing'e took her to use her privileges to queue up. Shen Qing'e was in an extremely wonderful mood:

'It turns out that he really cares about me.'

Just like in junior high school, when the sun was shining that day, he sent her home. At first, Shen Qing'e hated walking with him because it would affect her image.

But now...

Shen Qing'e stepped on the sunshine and suddenly said: "The weather is really nice today."

Jiang Ning: "The weather is nice."

He thought, Tongtong was probably still asleep in bed.

"Yeah." Shen Qing'e looked at the black horse, ah, no, it's the front hook of the battery car. There was a black bag hanging there, filled with tons of things.

Shen Qing'e said: "There will be something delicious again at noon today."

Jiang Ning: "There is something delicious."

He caught a hare from the mountain. This kind of creature has a strong reproductive ability. It gives birth to nest after nest and grows very fast.

Huqi Mountain is Jiang Ning's mountain. Naturally, he would not witness the destruction of the ecology, so he caught dozens of hares one after another and gave them to Shao Shuangshuang.

Of course, the rabbits in Huqi Mountain are also divided into superior and inferior rabbits. These rabbits are all the weaker ones. I just gave one to my uncle's family today.

He just answered normally, but Shen Qing'e had a different meaning. She smiled and said, "Why do you always follow my words?"

Jiang Ning asked back: "Do you follow what you say?"

Shen Qing'e: "It's still going smoothly."

Jiang Ning was confused: "Is it still going smoothly?"

After hearing this, Shen Qing'e didn't know why, but driven by some strong desire, her heart tightened, and suddenly she was impulsive. She asked again: "Shall we go back to the past?"

Jiang Ning said nothing.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

Shen Qing'e's face gradually stiffened, and she still felt a little regretful. She suddenly felt a throbbing and excitedly spoke words of reconciliation, but her passionate words did not receive any response.

Her sky is dark.

The lingering shadow, the sisters' comments, the humble background, and all kinds of pressures all returned.

Shen Qing'e squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Don't listen to me this time."

Jiang Ning: "Awesome."



Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Although Jiang Ning went to a relative's house, before he left, he arranged a small thermal insulation array in front of Heba's bungalow.

Xue Yuantong fumbled around, found the position of the formation, and huddled in the lounge chair to bask in the sun. It was so comfortable.

At this time, there was a sound coming from the west side of the bungalow. Xue Yuantong's little ears twitched. It was not Jiang Ning's battery car.

A very pleasant fragrance wafted from the west. Xue Yuantong opened his eyes and saw Teacher Qian driving a tricycle passing by.

Butcher Zhang next door greeted him: "Old Qian, what's so delicious?"

Teacher Qian got out of the car slowly, holding two bottles like treasures: "Look, sesame oil, home-pressed sesame oil!"

The so-called sesame oil is sesame oil, which has a rich aroma of roasted sesame seeds. It is an expensive condiment. You can add a little when making cold dishes or making soup.

For young people, if you add some sesame oil when cooking instant noodles, the taste will be even more wonderful.

When Butcher Zhang saw Teacher Qian's curious look, he sneered and said, "Isn't it just sesame oil? What's so great about it?"

Teacher Qian: "Hey, can ordinary people's sesame oil compare with mine? A serious sesame oil, three pounds of sesame seeds and one pound of oil. I use traditional techniques, and it takes more than five pounds of sesame seeds to produce one pound of oil!"

Teacher Qian walked up to Butcher Zhang, uncorked the bottle and gave him a smell: "Look at how good it tastes!"

As soon as Butcher Zhang took a sip, Teacher Qian immediately plugged the bottle and sucked away all the surrounding aroma.

Xue Yuantong witnessed this scene: ‘…’

Teacher Qian activated his professional skills. He looked around and saw Tongtong's expression. Teacher Qian immediately said: "Hey, Tongtong, are you right?"

Xue Yuantong: "Very upright."

Her sesame oil is indeed not that fragrant.

Teacher Qian suddenly became very upset, "Hey, these are the only sesame oils I ate when I was a kid. In recent years, when I buy them outside, I always feel uncomfortable. Now I went to the village to have someone squeeze two bottles of them."

Xue Yuantong didn't like to see people showing off, especially when she couldn't eat, so she simply closed her eyes and rested.

Teacher Qian seized the opportunity and immediately taught: "Tongtong, as a teacher, I am telling you, how can you sleep all day long? You have to fight, you have to study, you have to work, you have to compete!"

Xue Yuantong is now bolder: "Teacher Qian, why don't you work during the day, go to show people the door at night, and get up early to sell breakfast?"

Teacher Qian was silent.



In the distance, Zhuang Jianhui was showing off a big herring along the road with one arm in his hand.

This fish was caught by him and had already been showing off around the pond. Now he changed his position and came to the bungalow to show off.

Lin Zida expressed envy that he was in the air force today.

Zhuang Jianhui deliberately sighed: "I didn't know how to fish before. When I saw the boss catching a big fish, I thought it would be very happy. However, now that I have caught a big fish, I am still unhappy. Why?"

He said he was unhappy, but the smile at the corner of his mouth betrayed him, and he was clearly showing off.

Lin Zida mastered fishing skills earlier than Zhuang Jianhui. It was he who took the initiative to lead Zhuang Jianhui to learn fishing, but now he is being shown off harshly.

Lin Zida said sourly: "Because you caught it by luck!"

Zhuang Jianhui didn't care, "Luck is also a part of technology, just like human reincarnation."

He carried the herring and slowly wandered to the vicinity of Teacher Qian's house.

Teacher Qian is describing how rare his sesame oil is: "Our hometown uses fine sesame seeds to grind sesame oil. Unlike the unscrupulous businessmen on the street, how can they ignore the quality of the sesame oil they eat at home?"

"My great-great-grandfather, my grandfather, and my father all eat the same kind of sesame oil. Look at the color. The oil shop is a craft passed down from generation to generation."

"This skill is about to be lost!" Teacher Qian lamented. As he was playing, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the big herring in Zhuang Jianhui's hand. Teacher Qian's eyes quickly turned.

He thought of a good dish, steamed herring and drizzled with a teaspoon of sesame oil. It tasted delicious!

Teacher Qian took the initiative: "Young man, you are lucky!"

Zhuang Jianhui was praised, so he suppressed his smile and said, "It's not bad, my technique is good."

Teacher Qian acted like a teacher and taught: "Young man, you were fishing the day before yesterday, you were fishing yesterday, and you are fishing today! Fishing is fishing. You must not neglect your studies. How are your academic performance?"

Zhuang Jianhui was originally happy, but when he heard this and looked at Teacher Qian's posture, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable for some reason.

Zhuang Jianhui looked calm and responded: "985 is stable."

Teacher Qian was startled: "Hey, the young man's tone is not small, 985!"

Zhuang Jianhui felt inexplicably relieved when he saw the other party's horrified reaction: "It's okay."

Immediately, Teacher Qian's expression changed. He shook his head and denied: "985 is a top student. You fish every day, how can you be like the seedlings of 985? You guys can't talk nonsense!"

He no longer talked to Zhuang Jianhui, but continued to show off with the sesame oil: "My method of extracting sesame oil has only been passed down to one person who knows how to do it. The more ancestral something is, the more powerful it is, just like the ancient inscriptions

.”

Zhuang Jianhui was originally impatient with Teacher Qian's questions and didn't like to answer him. Now after being denied, the other person continued to talk to himself, and he suddenly felt unhappy.

Zhuang Jianhui said: "The older it is, the more powerful it is. Aren't ancient horse-drawn carriages still being eliminated by trains?"

Teacher Qian: "Then why ancient Chinese prose has not been eliminated? Let's talk about the preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion. What a beautiful article. I can still recite it backwards and forwards, which is better than your 985 memorization!"

When he said this, he looked sideways at people with a mocking expression on his face.

Zhuang Jianhui got angry and caught the loophole in his words: "Recite it like a stream, haha?"

He responded with contempt in his eyes.

Teacher Qian showed his fangs: "Hey, you don't believe it, right? What if you can memorize it backwards and forwards? Let's bet on the fish in your hand. Do you dare to bet?"

Lin Zida's eyes hinted to Zhuang Jianhui that he sensed something was wrong.

Zhuang Jianhui got into a fight, but he didn't listen and raised his head: "I really don't believe it anymore, you? Come on!"

The full text of the preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion is several hundred words long, and it is also in obscure classical Chinese. How could a little old man from the countryside recite it backwards? Ridiculous!

Teacher Qian opened his mouth: "It flows from the outer edge of the Kongjiang River, where is the middle pavilion of Jinzi Emperor..."

He chirped for a while and quickly finished memorizing it backwards. Then he stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the fish!"



Zhuang Jianhui returned to the farmhouse empty-handed.

He was depressed: "Who are you? How old are you? Bet me a fish!"

Looking back now, he realizes that he was deceived by the old guy.

After all, he has an extraordinary background, so he can't deny it for a fish, right?

Lin Zida said: "He really doesn't look like a good person."

He passed by the door of Bi Yue's house and said, "This family is not a good person."

Zhuang Jianhui concluded: "There are only a few households in Heba, but it turns out that there are two that are not good people. It turns out that the poor mountains and rivers breed unruly people!"

Immediately, he thought of Jiang Ning and said, "The house he lives in is quite close to that old guy, so he has been tricked too, right?"

After thinking like this, Zhuang Jianhui felt much more balanced.

The old guy is not simple. He is definitely a talent if he can recite the Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion backwards.



"This one is beautiful! It's so beautiful!" Teacher Qian mentioned the big herring and showed it off to his heart's content.

He is a teacher and has taught for countless years.

Classical Chinese? His ability to eat!

Butcher Zhang exclaimed: "What a fool! You won't let me eat the fish, so you are showing off like a bear!"

Teacher Qian was disdainful and thought to himself: 'What level do you deserve to eat a fish with me?'

He encouraged me outwardly: "Xiao Zhang, you have lost to Xiao Jiang next door many times, haven't you? You have to gain some momentum!"

In contrast, he is an old money man carrying a big herring, he is not at the same level!

If he faced Jiang Ning and used a little wisdom, wouldn't he be able to convince him?

Teacher Qian temporarily defeated the rude Butcher Zhang and became the winner of the bungalow. He was full of loyalty.

When you look at mountains, they are not mountains; when you look at clouds, they are not clouds.

As a result, Teacher Qian has become inflated!

Teacher Qian heard that a park and a branch are being built nearby. The land where their bungalow is located may be demolished as reported in the news and ride on the trend of the times!

With the luck of victory, Teacher Qian looked at the sky: 'This land needs a talker!'

At this time, Xue Yuantong, who had closed her eyes to rest, suddenly opened her eyes. She looked to the west and shouted happily: "Jiang Ning, you are finally back!"


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