Chapter 92. Wang slaps the treasure hidden in the palm of his hand
"Sister, I'm leaving!" From the passenger seat of the Jiefang vehicle, Xie Sun stretched out her hand from the window and said her final goodbyes to Wang Meilan.
"Let's go, sister, won't you be back in two days?" When Wang Meilan spoke, she took Xie Sun's hand and shook it.
"Yes!" Mr. Jie Sun nodded heavily, then looked at Zhao Jun and warned again: "Jun, those dog wounds are not easy to treat, you have to take care of them!"
"Ah, I got it, Xie Niang." Zhao Jun saw his minister winking at him and stepped forward to separate Wang Meilan's and Xie Sun's hands.
At this time, Mrs. Xie Sun looked at the old lady again and said, "Auntie, you yourself..."
Before Xie Sun finished speaking, Jie Chen, who could no longer bear it, drove away. The car suddenly jumped forward, and the unprepared Xie Sun leaned back, and her back hit the backrest. Her whole body
Everyone was shocked by the collision.
"Mom, close the window." Jie Chen raised his hand and pointed at the window of the passenger door, and said angrily: "The grinding will never end..."
"Bang! Bang!" Before Jie Chen could finish his words, Jie Chen received two punches on the shoulder from Jie Sun.
Jie Chen felt pain and turned around to see Mrs. Sun staring at him with an evil look.
Jie Chen's heart trembled. Recently, his kind mother made him forget about the Jie Sun he once was. These two punches just now helped him regain his long-lost memory.
Jie Chen turned around and pretended to look at the road, but kept peeking aside. It wasn't until Mr. Jie Sun stopped looking at him that Jie Chen's heart fell to the ground.
Zhao Jun and others did not feel much about the departure of Jie Chen and Jie Sun. After all, the two women came back within three to five days.
"Let's all come to my house!" Wang Meilan went to her house to recruit people at this time and said, "Let's have a meeting together."
"Second Aunt." Xu Chunyan asked, "What meeting are we having today?"
"Yes, sister!" Wang Qiang also said: "Why don't we just hold the club meeting on Sunday?"
The owners' meeting that Wang Qiang refers to is the shareholders' meeting, which is what the older generation calls it.
"Let's hold a preparatory meeting today." As soon as Wang Meilan said this, everyone was stunned, and Wang Qiang even laughed and said: "Oh my sister, I have never held such a meeting before.
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After Wang Qiang finished speaking, the old lady continued: "It happened once before the land reform that year."
"Hahaha..." Everyone laughed, but in the end they all followed Wang Meilan.
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"Mom! Mom!" Zhang Laibao staggered into the house like a big duck, and happily said to Xu Meihua, who was mending clothes, "Then the tiger mother is gone!"
"Ah?" Xu Meihua was startled. She knew that the tiger mother her son was talking about was the Jie Sun family, but what does it have to do with her family whether or not the Xie Sun family left?
"Mom, I'm going for a walk!" Zhang Laibao seemed very happy, turned around and left the house again.
But when he stepped out of the house, he stared at someone with wide eyes.
"What are you looking at?" Xing San asked coldly.
Zhang Laibao pursed his lips, swallowed twice, and swallowed back the words "Look at you" that came to his lips twice.
Seeing that Zhang Laibao didn't say anything, Xing San carried his things and walked towards Zhao Jun's house. Looking at Xing San's back, Zhang Laibao grinned, but in the end he didn't say anything or wandered around, turned around and went home.
When Xing San arrived at Zhao's house, Zhao Jun and others had just sat down in the house.
Wang Meilan distributed the frozen red fruits that she had put in a basin of water to soften in the morning to everyone, but before she could announce the official start of the preparatory meeting for the first general meeting of shareholders of the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce, a dog barked outside.
Hearing the barking of the dog, it was definitely the same family that came and went, but it didn't look like a stranger.
Zhao Jun stood up and looked out the window, said "Ouch" and hurriedly ran out of the house.
"Third uncle!" Zhao Jun ran out of the house and ran to the courtyard gate and asked, "Why are you here?"
"I have something to do with you." Xing San finished speaking and picked up the things in his hands.
"Huh? This..." Zhao Jun glanced at the thing and couldn't help laughing: "Third uncle, where did you make this good thing?"
Xing San took a deep look at Zhao Jun, did not answer, but raised his free hand and gestured to the front of Zhao's house, asking: "Who is at home in your family?"
"My house is full of people." Zhao Jun smiled and held Xing San's arm, saying: "Let's go, the third uncle comes into the house."
Xing San rolled his elbow and broke away from Zhao Jun's hand holding his arm. He frowned and said, "How come your house is full of people every day?"
"Haha..." Zhao Jun laughed and asked Xing San: "What's going on, third uncle, what's the matter with you?"
"Is everything okay?"
"Ah..." Zhao Jun was stunned for a moment when Wang Meilan opened the door and came out of the room.
"Brother, why don't you go in when you get home?" Wang Meilan greeted Xing San loudly, and when the words fell, Wang Meilan squinted and stared at the thing in Xing San's hand.
At this time, Zhao Jun turned around and walked over to Wang Meilan and said, "Mom, call my uncle out. My third uncle has something to do with you two."
"Ah." Wang Meilan responded, and after looking at what Xing San was carrying, she turned back to the house and called Wang Qiang.
The two sisters came out soon. As they walked towards the courtyard gate, Wang Qiang greeted Xing San with a smile and said, "Brother, you didn't go up the mountain today?"
This is just a polite comment, the same thing as asking someone "Have you eaten?"
"Ah, no." Xing San responded simply, and then Wang Meilan exclaimed: "Oh, isn't this my food box?"
It turned out that what Xing San was carrying was an old-fashioned food box.
This food box has a four-layer lid and a handle. It is made of iron wood. It is not an antique, but it is definitely a good thing.
"Is it from your family?"
I still scratched the characters with a knife."
Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang both looked at Wang Meilan curiously. Wang Qiang had never seen this before, let alone Zhao Jun.
"Brother!" Wang Meilan looked at Xing San and asked, "How did you get this thing?"
"It's not in my hands." Xing San said, "It's in the hands of my second brother."
"Your second brother?" Wang Meilan frowned and said, "Xing Zhiyong's father?"
"Yeah." Xing San said: "My nephew is gone, so I was thinking about going to see my brother that day. I saw this thing at his house before I went. I asked him, and he said he picked it up from your father.
of."
"Picked it up from my dad? Why did my dad throw this thing away?" Wang Meilan asked in confusion: "Brother, did you ask him what happened?"
When Xing San heard this, he looked around and said, "This is not the place to talk. Let's talk somewhere else."
"Son." Although Wang Meilan didn't know what Xing San was going to say and she even avoided others, she knew that this old man was definitely not someone who was looking for trouble.
It can even be said that Xing San doesn't care at all about ordinary people's affairs.
Wang Meilan decisively called Zhao Jun and said, "Take your third uncle to Xiaochen's house."
After saying that, Wang Meilan waved her hand to Wang Qiang and said, "Qiangzi, you go too."
"Hey, sister." Wang Qiang responded, and Wang Meilan said to Xing San: "Brother, you go over first. I'll go into the house to inform them, and I'll go there right away."
"Mom, please don't fight if you tell me." Zhao Jun said, "Let's talk about it when we get back."
Wang Meilan was startled, then said: "That's okay, let's go."
The four of them walked to Jie Chen's house. Before Jie Sun left, the kangs in both rooms were very warm. They were recovering from their injuries. Nai Zai's dog was sitting comfortably on the kang.
Seeing Zhao Jun coming, the hunting dogs howled and howled. Zhao Jun had no intention of paying attention to them at this time, but Zhao Jun ignored them, and the dogs kept quarreling.
Zhao Jun had no choice but to open the door of the east room and release Hualong, Dahua, and Erhua.
At this time, Wang Meilan and Wang Qiang took Xing San into the west room.
On the kang in the west room there is a little bear with its cubs and a green tiger recovering from its injuries.
Now that the little bear has given birth, he doesn't feed the puppy very much. The green tiger was seriously injured in the battle with Yi Er, so Mrs. Xie Sun specially assigned it to the West House to be accommodated.
Zhao Jun saw two pancakes in a big bowl on the stove, so he took the pancakes, pulled a four-legged and eight-pronged stool and sat at the door of the west room, breaking pancakes to feed the dogs, while listening to Xing San and Wang Meilan, Wang Qiang
Tell me the origin of that food box.
Xing San pointed to the food box and said, "My second brother can't remember what year it is, so he just said it was 1957 or 1958."
Xing San said, pointing to Wang Meilan and Wang Qiang who were sitting opposite him, and said: "Weren't there a lot of collectives at that time? He built a shack on the mountain and secretly opened two acres of land. When he went up the mountain to draw autumn, he watched from the mountain
It’s your father.”
When Wang Qiang heard this, he subconsciously looked at Wang Meilan. In 1957 and 1958, he was still wearing crotchless pants. How could he remember this?
But Wang Meilan didn't say anything or interrupt. She knew that Xing San would have something to say.
Sure enough, Xing San pointed at the food box again before continuing: "Your dad was carrying this thing in one hand and a sack in the other.
My second brother looked at him and went over to say hello and ask shopkeeper Wang. Your father said that there was a dead child in the sack. He said that he came to your village to beg for food when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, and he drowned in the well.
When he saw it, he fished it out for the child and sent it to the mountain for burial. In the food box were vegetables for the child on the road.
My second brother said he would help him, but your father said no. My second brother was also busy at the time, so they separated after doing their own thing. Later, my second brother got over his thoughts."
At this point, Xing San sighed softly and said: "As far as our relationship is concerned, I'm not afraid of your jokes. Let's go to my second brother's house... so that I can take advantage of it. He's just a fool to throw that vegetable into the mountains. It's not as good as him."
Take it back."
Hearing what Xing San said, Zhao Jun and the others didn't feel anything.
Then, Xing San said again: "After that, he carried the basket and followed, but he couldn't find the big slap."
As he spoke, Xing Sanzui started to speak baldly, so he nicknamed Mr. Wang baldly.
But Wang Meilan and Wang Qiang didn't care. The nickname "Wang Da Slap" means that the old man is generous and generous, and there is nothing wrong with it.
"Third uncle." Zhao Jun stuffed the last piece of pancake into the little bear's mouth, then turned back and slapped Dahua who was trying to grab the pancake, and then asked Xing San: "Then why did your second uncle pick up that piece of cake?"
Toy?"
While speaking, Zhao Jun raised his hand to gesture to the food box.
Xing San glanced at the food box and said, "Maybe I feel something is wrong."
As he said that, Xing pointed at the food box with three fingers and said: "My second brother couldn't find that dish no matter how hard he looked for it, so he just picked up this thing."
"Brother!" Wang Qiang leaned forward slightly, looked at Xing San and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Listen to me first." Xing San glanced at the three of them and said, "Listen to what I say, right?"
"Brother, tell me." After Wang Meilan finished speaking, Xing San said: "My brother said that he felt something was wrong before, because he had to dig a hole to bury people? Then your father didn't take anything, he
Can’t you put your fingers down to pick it?”
Wang Meilan clicked her eyes when she heard this, and Wang Qiang glanced at Zhao Jun. In fact, several people had already made assumptions in their minds at this time.
At this time, Xing San said again: "Let me tell you, if you didn't dig a hole and just threw it anywhere, you wouldn't have gone so far, right?"
"Where is it, third uncle?" Zhao Jun asked: "Can my second uncle remember your family?"
"He really remembers this."
Hearing Xing San's words, Zhao Jun's eyes widened and he asked tentatively: "Widow Wang's door frame?"
“Pah!”
"Ah?" Wang Meilan and Wang Qiang also widened their eyes. How could there be so many coincidences in the world?
"Sister." Wang Qiang looked at Wang Meilan and asked, "Don't you say that our stuff is not up to par? Are there too many good things missing?"
Zhao Jun also looked at Wang Meilan. He always heard Wang Meilan say that the knives used to cut watermelons at home were all made of copper. The blade and handle were integrated, and the workmanship was quite exquisite. They were said to be from the Qing Dynasty.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Yeah!" Wang Meilan nodded heavily and said, "Not a single good thing is left."
"Huh?"
"No." Wang Meilan shook her head seriously and said, "When did that happen? It's been 63 years since Guofeng's father was in office. It was my child's father's trick to give things to him.
As soon as the Wang family has relatives, our family's level will go down, not even the rich.
When you're done, leave whatever you can with your relatives to keep for themselves. If you can't keep anything, hand it over to your superiors."
Asking relatives to help share the burden will definitely benefit them.
Wang Meilan didn't mention it here, but both Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang knew that after several members of the old Wang family took the initiative to hand over the things they couldn't keep, Zhao Youcai and Li Dayong stole half of the things and gave them to Wang Qiang.
As for the other half, it was left to Zhao Guofeng's father to hand over.
"Mom." Zhao Jun asked Wang Meilan, "What did you mean when you said no? Did you mean that it wasn't a house raid, or that none of the good things in our house were there?"
"It's not in there." Wang Meilan moved her body and readjusted her sitting posture. At this time, she sat with her back straight and said: "At that time, my dad couldn't even get up from the bed. I basically packed those things, too.
I gave it to them."
After saying that, Wang Meilan shook her head and said, "That's nothing good?"
"Sister, isn't that a good thing? What other good things do we have at home?" Wang Qiang asked: "Just the watermelon knife?"
"You know the watermelon knife." Wang Meilan glanced at Wang Qiang and said, "We have a lot of good things there!"
