Zhang Fan glanced at Huang Qingyun, pondered for a while, and said: "Didn't an old villager give you a village journal before? Let's talk to this old villager again and see if we can get it from him.
Some useful information, and then, let’s go to the bottom of the well.”
"Okay." Huang Qingyun responded.
"I'll take you two over." Zhao Dabao took the initiative and made a gesture of invitation.
After walking a few steps, Zhao Dabao came up to Zhang Fan and said with a smile on his face: "Master Zhang, I am blind and did not see what you are capable of. Please don't pay attention to what happened just now."
"It's okay." Zhang Fan responded lightly.
Hearing Zhang Fan's answer, Zhao Dabao felt a lot more relaxed, and then looked at them and continued: "Mr. Zhang, I promise that I will never cheat again in the future. You must believe me! But I hope you won't tell me about my previous cheating."
Tell my wife, as the saying goes, I would rather demolish a temple than get married! Hehe..."
Zhang Fan glanced at Zhao Dabao and said: "Don't tell me whether you are cheating or not. I believe you are useless. But don't worry, I won't tell your wife what you did before. Also, this
Marriage is not something that can be broken up by anyone. If you are upright, you will not be afraid of your shadow being distorted."
Zhao Dabao scratched his head in embarrassment and laughed dryly.
Soon, Zhang Fan and others arrived in front of a three-room tile-roofed house, which was the home of Zhao Lianqiang who had given Huang Qingyun village records yesterday.
When the three of them entered the yard, Zhao Lianqiang was hoeing the grass in the yard with a big hoe.
"Village Chief Zhao, Master Huang, you are here!" Zhao Lianqiang turned around and said with a smile.
"Third Uncle, this yard is so clean, and you are still hoeing the grass in this yard. It is too clean. Come and have a rest." Zhao Dabao said with a smile.
"Okay, let's have a rest. Let's invite some distinguished guests to our room." Zhao Lianqiang made an inviting gesture.
On the way into the house, Zhao Dabao introduced to Zhao Lianqiang the purpose of Zhang Fan and Huang Qingyun's visit. Zhao Lianqiang clapped his hands and celebrated. After entering the house, he specially cut good tea for Zhang Fan and Huang Qingyun.
The decoration of Zhao Lianqiang's house is quite good, second only to Zhao Dabao's house. Judging from Zhao Lianqiang's appearance, Zhao Lianqiang is relatively wealthy, and he also has a son.
"Mr. Zhao, we came here today to ask about the dry well in the village. In addition to the words about the dry well recorded in the village diary, do you know anything else about the dry well?" Zhang Fan got straight to the point.
The way.
"Yes, when I was 20 years old, another vision appeared in that dry well. However, the vision was similar to the one recorded in the village chronicle, and there was not much difference.
Since the village chronicle recorded this situation, the villagers all knew that the mercury-like thing was a treasure. When the mercury-like thing floated on the water, the villagers did not kneel down and worship like our ancestors, but directly picked it up.
I got a bucket and wanted to bring another bucket up.
But we don’t know what happened. When the bucket was halfway down the well, it seemed to be held up by something, and it couldn’t go down anymore. Just when we were surprised, the bucket was thrown to the top of the well by a strong force, and it fell straight down.
It hit the chest of the person holding the rope connected to the bucket, and the person was instantly thrown away, almost killing him." Zhao Lianqiang sighed a little.
road.
"After this happened, everyone present knelt on the ground in horror. No one dared to use a bucket to dig the mercury-like divine water from the bottom of the well." Zhao Lianqiang continued, "On the second day, the bottom of the well recovered.
It was normal, so we rushed to get water from wells just to drink a little bit of the silver divine water, and I was lucky enough to drink it."
When he said this, a touch of pride appeared on Zhao Lianqiang's face.
"In 5 days, my body has grown a full 5 centimeters taller, and my whole body has become a bit wider. And I can clearly feel that my strength has become stronger. At that time, I could not even carry more than 400 to 500 kilograms."
not a problem.
Although I am already 75 this year, because of drinking this silver magic water, I can carry 100 kilograms of corn." Zhao Lianqiang continued.
At the same time, he exposed his arm. When he exerted force, the veins on the arm were still protruding and the skin and flesh were tight. It was not like the arm of a 75-year-old man at all.
"Third uncle, why have you never told me about this situation?" Zhao Dabao complained.
"According to my observation, I was the only one who got a little bit of the silver magic water back then, and no one else got it. As you know, I don't like to show off. No one asked me, so I didn't say anything.
And you have never talked to me about this matter in all these years. If you ask me, how could Third Uncle hide it from you and not tell you?" Zhao Lianqiang patted Zhao Dabao on the shoulder.
Zhao Lianqiang's words were so perfect that Zhao Dabao could only smile.
"Other than that, I don't know what else is special about this well." Zhao Lianqiang continued, "However, the silver divine water in the well was really powerful before. Now that the well is dry, I don't know what the well is."
Where did the sacred water in it go?"
Zhang Fan glanced at Zhao Lianqiang, smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Zhao, we are leaving now and won't disturb you in your work."
"You two are here for the safety of the people in our village. My old man can't help you much. I'm sorry. But if you have anything else, just talk to me. My old man will definitely cooperate." Zhao Lianqiang patted him.
Chest assured.
"Thank you!" Zhang Fan smiled.
Zhao Lianqiang sent Zhang Fan and others out of the gate. After walking seventy or eighty meters, Zhang Fan looked at Zhao Dabao and asked, "Where is Mr. Zhao's son?"
"Son?" Zhao Dabao frowned, "Where did he get his son?"
After saying this, Zhao Dabao remembered something, became energetic, and then asked: "What? Master Zhang, judging from his appearance, he has a son?"
Zhang Fan nodded affirmatively.
"Our village doesn't even know he has a son." A trace of confusion flashed across Zhao Dabao's face, "People in the village are still saying that the old man has been quite wealthy his whole life, so why don't he find a wife and have a child?
What? It’s not like there’s no one to marry!”
Having said this, Zhao Dabao immediately added, "Master Zhang, I am not doubting you when I say this. I believe what you said. This child may be his illegitimate child with some woman.
He has been in our village all the time, and the longest time he has left our village is less than half a month. We have never seen him living with any woman."
"It's possible." Zhang Fan nodded.
"This old man has a son, but he is not with his son. No one else knows about his son's existence. Is it possible that he doesn't like his son? Or does he himself not know that he has a son at all?" Huang Qingyun suddenly said.