The village in the mountains is very peaceful. As the evening approaches, a layer of mist rises under the setting sun, covering the paths in the village. Watching the smoke rising from each house, listening to the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs, it gives people a dreamlike feeling.
a feeling of.
"Cannon, you old guy, there are guests at home, why don't you come out?"
After walking for about three or four minutes, we arrived at the gate of a courtyard covered with tile-roofed houses. Village Chief Tang shouted at the top of his lungs, which immediately caused a burst of barking from dogs in the courtyard.
"Old Tang, what's your name, this old guy who picks up ashes?"
There was a retort in the yard. It seemed that the relationship between Cannon and the village chief was very good. You must know that the words "picking up ashes" were not just said casually. If a rural person heard it, he would even have desperate thoughts.
Many people know the meaning of "grabbing ashes", which means that the husband and his daughter-in-law are having an affair. This allusion comes from Su Dongpo.
According to legend, Su Dongpo lost his wife in middle age and never married. He was busy with official affairs and writing. Many years passed in a flash. He lived a strange habit, and in the blink of an eye, his son married a wife and had children.
It happened that Su Dongpo was a generation of elites who were extremely smart and talented, but his son was mediocre and only knew about eating, drinking and having fun all day long.
One day, Su Dongpo's son went out to have fun again. Su Dongpo was sitting alone in the study, thinking blankly about the problem. The daughter-in-law here was actually a talented woman. She was good at playing music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, poetry, and songs. The reason why she married into the Su family was
I got married because of my admiration for Su Dongpo.
After he came here, he discovered that his son was so mediocre, and he felt very lonely and disappointed. He had long admired Su Dongpo, and today he had the opportunity to get close to his father-in-law.
Su Dongpo was deep in thought when he saw his daughter-in-law coming over and looking at her blankly. He looked at his daughter-in-law's blushing face, graceful figure and loving eyes. He suddenly became a little carried away and became in a trance.
Just when he was distracted, he suddenly remembered that this was his daughter-in-law, and immediately blushed. The daughter-in-law asked: "Why is father-in-law blushing?"
Su Dongpo did not answer, took the teacup, and quickly wrote two lines of poetry on the desk with his index finger: "There is a pipa in the green gauze tent, even if it is sunny, I dare not play it."
Because Su Dongpo was lazy and did not wipe the table for a long time, there was a thick layer of dust on the table, and the handwriting was very clear.
After reading it, the daughter-in-law also quickly wrote two more sentences at the end with her fingers: "If father-in-law plays a song, the wealth will not flow to outsiders." After writing, she blushed and ran away.
Su Dongpo was looking at it triumphantly. His son came back. Seeing that his father was so happy, he asked: "Father, what do you see?"
Su Dongpo was startled. He quickly wiped off the writing on the table with his sleeve and said, "I didn't read anything. I was picking up ashes."
Later, I didn't know whether Su Dongpo had an affair with his daughter-in-law, but the matter still spread. Later, people used "picking off ashes" to refer to his affair with his daughter-in-law.
Village Chief Tang has two sons, both of whom are working outside. However, his two daughters-in-law are pretty good-looking, which makes rural people gossip. People with good connections often say this about him when joking.
"See if I don't tear your stinky mouth apart..."
I don’t know if Village Chief Tang really picked up the ashes. Anyway, his face turned red after being told by the cannon inside. As soon as the courtyard door opened, he rushed in. The old man in his fifties was so energetic and young.
Not much different.
"Okay, Cannon, you two add up to over a hundred. What are you making a fuss about?"
Director Yang, who was following behind, frowned and said, "There are three guests staying at your place tonight. Please tidy up your son's room and make it clean."
"Oh, it's Director Yang. You damn old man, let me go. Director Yang didn't even say anything when he came."
The cannon who was arguing with Village Chief Tang was over 1.8 meters tall. Although he had white hair on his temples, his back was straight. This seriousness immediately pushed Village Chief Tang aside.
"Who told you to be so arrogant?"
Village Chief Tang said angrily: "Take out all the good things you have hidden for me tonight. I know that you, an old boy, shot a pangolin a few days ago and cooked it in braised sauce for dinner at night. You also have wine. You want to take your son."
It’s only given during the Chinese New Year.”
"Hey, what are you talking about? When did I kill the pangolin?"
After hearing what Village Chief Tang said, Dabao's old face suddenly turned red and he stretched out his hand to cover Village Chief Tang's mouth.
Pangolins are different from those pheasants and wild boars. This thing is a nationally protected animal. If you mention this in front of the police station director, isn't that just throwing yourself into a trap?
"Okay, Cannon, don't pretend. Old Tang said you did it, so you must have done it. Let's burn it and eat it tonight."
Seeing Cannon's expression, Director Yang couldn't understand why. However, there are countless such things in mountainous areas. As long as the villagers don't sell them and get caught, he often doesn't bother to take care of them.
"Director Yang, this...killing a pangolin is good, but...but today..."
Dapao hesitated a bit when he spoke, looked at Director Yiyang, and then said: "A few friends who collect mountain goods are here today and they will stay here tonight. Do you think we should let these friends stay at Old Tang's house first?
"
"The one who collects mountain goods? Isn't it from those restaurants in the city?"
Director Yang's expression suddenly dropped when he heard this. In Pingzhuang, Dapao's house is the only one with many clean houses. His son and daughter-in-law are all in the city. The head of Tang Village does have a house, but the hygiene is much worse.
"Are they here to collect wild animals? Let them come out!" The grassroots leaders, all of whom were born in the year of dog, would fall out faster than turning over a book. Director Yang's expression shocked the cannon.
"Uncle Cannon, I'm causing trouble for you..."
Following Director Yang's words, a middle-aged man in his late thirties ran out of the room, holding a box of Hongtashan in his hand. He stepped in front of Director Yang, hurriedly smoked a circle of cigarettes, and spoke.
He said: "Comrade policeman, my surname is He. I am the second eldest child in my family. Everyone calls me He Er. I just come here to collect some wild mushrooms and fungi. I don't dare to do anything illegal."
"Yes, yes, Director Yang, these are friends introduced by my son. They just collect some local products. This... this is really unlucky."
Cannon was also helping to talk. He was an old hunter in the village. He had been hunting all his life. His old cannon barrel made him perfect, so he got the nickname Cannon.
It wasn't until the ban on guns a few years ago that Cannon began to collect some wild herbs and sell them in the mountains. Of course, if nothing happened, he would still catch some wild boars and pheasants, but he would always keep them for his own consumption.
Director Yang waved his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense, ask all your people to come out and show me their ID cards!"
"Yes. Yes, you all come out and take out the mountain products collected in the village in front." He Er turned around and called out. Following his call, three people came out of the room, all carrying bags in their hands.
A snakeskin pocket.
The three of them were not very tall. When they came out and saw Director Yang's police uniform, their eyes couldn't help but flicker. They quickly opened the snakeskin bag. There were indeed some wild products such as mushrooms inside.
He Er kicked the young man in his twenties next to him and said, "Why don't you take out your ID card?"
The three of them agreed and took out their ID cards. When Director Yang saw those bastards, he already believed them. He took the ID cards and handed them back without looking at them carefully, saying: "Here we go."
When collecting things in the mountains, you must be fair and abide by the law, and you must not collect things that shouldn't be collected. Do you understand?"
"Yes, yes." He Er nodded and said, "Comrade the police is right. We just do some small business and we will never dare to do anything illegal."
A visitor came to the Pao House, and Director Yang couldn't drive the people out. He could only look at Qin Feng and said, "Professor He, how about staying at Old Tang's house for two days? I asked him to clean up the house. Then
Fume it with mugwort to ensure there are no mosquitoes at night."
"Okay, it doesn't matter where we live." Qin Feng nodded, glanced at He Er and the others, and sneered in his heart.
Collecting mountain goods? It’s more like saying they are from the same industry!
The first time Qin Feng saw He Er, he could tell who he was. The right hand exposed when the man passed the cigarette, the thick calluses exposed at the tiger's mouth and the palm, it looked like he was holding a shovel.
And when He Er got closer, Qin Feng smelled a strong earthy smell from his body. This smell is unique to people who have been dealing with soil for a long time. Even if he takes a bath every day, it is difficult to eliminate it.
The young people who came out from the back seemed to have something on their minds at first glance, and when they took out the mushrooms, they grabbed them casually and did not care about damaging the mushrooms at all. Director Yang did not notice these details. Qin Feng
But they all see it.
Seeing Qin Feng agreeing, Director Yang was relieved, turned around and said to Dapao: "Okay, Dapao, you pack up your things and take them all to Old Tang's house. We'll eat there tonight."
"Okay, I'll pack it up and take the pangolin and wild boar meat."
Da Pao also breathed a sigh of relief. His son called specifically from the city to say that he must entertain He Er and the others. He was also afraid that Director Yang would drive them away, but the son had no way to explain it.
"Hey, what is this?" Qin Feng watched the cannon take down several strings of dried meat hanging under the eaves, and his eyes suddenly focused on a long bamboo pole leaning against the door.
The bamboo pole was about two meters long. The end leaning on the ground was wrapped in a piece of black cloth. Qin Feng took off the black cloth and his expression suddenly changed.
"Isn't this... this thing a Luoyang shovel?" Qin Feng suddenly turned around and asked: "Village Chief Tang, has there been a geological survey team in your village before? Why is this thing here?"
"Geological team? We came here more than ten years ago. How long ago did this happen?"
Village Chief Tang shook his head and asked: "Professor He, what kind of object is this? The bottom is round, and it doesn't look like a shovel. I said cannon, where did you get this thing?"
"Hey, I brought this thing."
Just as Qin Feng picked up the Luoyang shovel, He Er's expression also changed drastically. Before Da Pao could speak, he quickly grabbed the Luoyang shovel in his hand and said, "That's it, I often come here to collect mountain goods."
, the village below is short of water, please ask me to help dig a well, this thing is used to explore underground water..."
At this time, He Er wanted to slap himself in the face a few times. He originally thought that in this remote mountainous place, no one would know the Luoyang shovel, so he put it outside without paying much attention. Who knew that the first person who had just arrived would be
God, someone saw it.
"I wonder who this is?" He Er was still calm. After explaining the use of the things, he looked at Qin Feng with suspicious eyes.
"This is Professor He from Pengcheng University of Geosciences." Director Yang introduced him, looked at Qin Feng and asked, "Professor He, is this how this thing is used?"
Director Yang works as a police officer. Although he spends his whole day dealing with trivial matters in the countryside, he still has some ability to observe people's emotions. He Er's expression just now did not escape his eyes.
"So it's for digging wells? This thing can be used in the same way!" Qin Feng glanced at He Er with a smile and said, "I almost thought I was a tomb robber."
Qin Feng ignored He Er's sudden change of expression and continued: "Director Yang, let me tell you, this thing is called Luoyang shovel. It was first invented by tomb robbers. Later it was also used in archeology and geological survey. My shovel
I even had a handful in the car.”
Qin Feng was very unhappy when he met his colleagues when he went out. If he didn't get rid of these people, it would be difficult for him to continue with his future affairs. With Director Yang here, he would naturally give He Er some eye drops.
"Grave robbers? What are you guys here to do?" Director Yang's eyes narrowed, and the look he looked at He Er suddenly turned evil.
Baoshi has a long history. From the Han and Tang dynasties to the Ming and Qing dynasties, there were many imperial tombs here. Tomb robbing has been banned repeatedly. However, the imperial tombs of the Qing Dynasty are not here in Pingzhuang. Director Yang has been here for several years, but he has not yet
I heard that there is a large tomb in his jurisdiction.
However, if a tomb robbery case could be solved, it would be a real political achievement for Director Yang, and he might be able to get out of Shangoogou, so he became serious.
"It's unjust, it's really unjust!"
Hearing Director Yang's words, He Er's eyes rolled around and he said to Qin Feng: "Professor He, we all have the surname He, but I won't lead you to wrongfully accuse me. This shovel of mine is really a water well."
It’s useful!”
"Hey, Xiao He, I didn't say you were a tomb robber, I just said this object is a Luoyang shovel..."
Qin Feng put on an academic look and said: "This thing is also a must-have for our geological team. How can I admit my mistake? Xiao He, am I right about this?"
Qin Feng's words made He Er want to cry without tears. He didn't say that he was a tomb robber, and he bit this thing to death for tomb robbers. He just didn't mention that this thing could dig wells. Wouldn't it force people to think about tomb robbers?
?
Sure enough, Director Yang's eyes became more suspicious and he said, "He Er, in which village did you dig the well? For which household did you dig the well? Please tell me clearly!"
"Hey, Director Yang, you know that there is a shortage of water in the village below. Chief Wu of Erdao Village asked me to get it. Otherwise, I will take you there now. I don't want to unjustly accuse a good person."
He Er reacted very quickly. He knew that if he couldn't get along today, he might end up here. He immediately acted like he had been wronged and pulled Director Yang out of the door. (To be continued.)
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