The days of wandering were the happiest and easiest times in life. This was Professor Hu's affectionate conclusion in the university mute class many years later.
He left on May 11th. After that, he wandered around the five or six counties under Lin 'an District for more than two months.
Little Ba Wu, who was wandering around, marched into Lin 'an City.
It was the end of July. Although it was already the beginning of autumn, the hot weather still made Xiao Ba sweat early in the morning.
They arrived at the capital of the city where the central area of Golden Bird Mountain was located.
In the middle of the story, Brother Cui was still on duty.
Today, Ba Wu was different from the past. His black body was covered in skin from the early sun, and his entire body had grown taller, reaching 1.5 meters. Eating a hundred meals, drinking a thousand water, and sleeping under the roof of others would also grow taller. It was really a little magical.
What was even more amazing was that the vagrant Ba Wu had a big follower called Mosquito. This Mosquito was an abandoned child. How he collected it was when the boss was on duty last month. He would explain the details later.
Mozzie's expression was relatively cold. He had his own tragic childhood. He had seen his loved ones being beaten and scolded with his own eyes. He did not want to recall or talk about it. Little Stutterer also did not want to ask.
It was said that this little boy had this fan. He was about fifteen years old and accompanied his little master on a long journey.
Lin 'an City was so magnificent. Mosquito, who rarely went to the county town, was naturally pleasantly surprised and looked left and right. He carried a gray cloth bag on his shoulder and a delicate rattan box in his hand.
The little master naturally waved his hands. Although he didn't put his hands behind his back, he still felt a little like a young marshal when walking on the main road of Lin 'an. He changed his habit of taking shortcuts and walked along the huge, dragon-like Golden Bull Mountain Avenue.
In his previous life, Brother Cui had heard many times from his friends about this huge logistics market with a population of ten million. Today, I'm finally here. However, my surname is no longer Cui. My name is Brother Hu Ba.
It was only when the sun was setting and the shadows were about to appear that they arrived at a large town called Luo Village outside the city. It was said that General Luo Cheng had appeared here, but Luo Cheng didn't understand much about it during this battle. He only heard a few words from the shop where he drank mutton soup during dinner.
Today, we are going from the north to the south. Tomorrow, we will go from the south to the west. The day after tomorrow, we will go from the west to the north. This Lin 'an City will have a rough understanding.
At night, they stayed at the entrance of Luo Village in a large cement sewer pipe.
It was too hot and she wanted to find a big pond and a reservoir to take a bath, but she couldn't find it. It wasn't until midnight when it was cooler that she went back into the pipe.
Xiao Ba had learned a lot in the past two months.
For example, it was best to spend the night under the bridge, but the weather was hot and there were many mosquitoes. After all, before he transmigrated, he was a regular customer of four-and five-star hotels. He still could not forget the problem of being poor.
As usual, he drilled through the mosquitoes first, then drilled through the hole to guard it.
Ever since Mosquito got to know this stuttering little master, she had decided that he was the only security guard. They were either guarding against bad people or preparing to fight, determined to protect their master with their lives. Even if it was a mouse or a kitten, they would have to go through him first.
The two of them had a lot of experience. They went through the east, west, north and south of Lin 'an City and knew a lot. At least, the tone of the people here was different from the tone of the people in Liu Zhuangzi's collection. For example, the people here said that they would drink a lot of wine.
What made him unhappy was that the brothers here were toasting him. The one who was being respectful was his third brother.
They said that Eldest Brother was good, Second Brother was bad, and Third Brother was a good person.
No matter who he was, he would be happy to call Third Brother first at the table.
Brother Cui knows that the county head is in front of him, and I'm behind him.
Who the f * ck am I? Second Brother was a bad person.
She sighed and ignored him.
It was not until August 18th, this auspicious day, that the Lang Xing duo performed a heroic act.
At the entrance of a large courtyard with high walls and deep doors, she met a strong man holding a stick and chasing an old man in his sixties.
The old man ran for dozens of steps. His head was covered in blood, and his beard was starting to turn white.
The old man fell next to Xiao Ba, and the mosquito jumped out of the way.
When the strong man saw the old man fall, he raised his one-meter-long wooden stick and smashed it down.
The old man was in danger.
Perhaps the old man's bloody face reminded Brother Cui of something?
Just as the pursuers were about to smash the wooden stick down, Mute, who had endured the humiliation and walked for hundreds of miles, passed through hundreds of villages and entered hundreds of shops without causing trouble, was furious.”His angry roar was like thunder.
The angry shout frightened the guards who were holding thick wooden sticks and did not dare to shoot down.
However, Shao Qing reacted,"What the hell? How dare a little brat control me."
The angry pursuers forgot everything and raised the wooden stick again to smash it fiercely at the minion's head.
In the blink of an eye, Mozzie, who had seen clearly from the side, threw a black half-brick at the face of the pursuing guard. With a "pa" sound, they made intimate contact.
The pain caused the wooden stick to deviate and fall beside Ba Wu's ear.
It turned out that the act of bravery was exchanged for life. No wonder the government valued it so much.
On the 19th, the three of them didn't dare to step out of the old man's courtyard.
The three of them quickly retreated after they finished guarding the gate. The old man who had fallen to the ground previously had a divine skill flashing all the way. He brought the two teenagers along the small path and ran more than three miles through three streets and six alleys before arriving at this empty old house.
This house definitely belonged to the landlord. The old man lived in one room and locked up five or six rooms. Some of the houses had already collapsed, with a large hole in the roof.
Piles of old wood and broken tiles.
There was a well in the courtyard that looked very old. Judging from the stone, it had been there for many years.
There were two empty rooms next to the row of six central rooms. The east room was a complete mess. Only two or three old wooden beams had collapsed, leaving only the frame. One of the rooms had neatly stacked stone planks and wood, which seemed to have been there for some time.
Brother Cui was in the construction industry, so he could tell that this was a good house with good fengshui.
Even though she didn't go out and didn't idle, she listened to the old man tell stories for the whole day.
In the beginning, Mozzie asked him if he was a cadre. How much did a veteran cadre earn in a month? What kind of official were you? What director?
The old man was very unfamiliar with this word, and it was difficult to say his position.
It was really hard to say, but no matter what, his high income was more than 150 yuan per month. This was already a big number. The young man who just started working only had 30 yuan.
It seemed that he was really an old revolutionary official.
The old man sorted out his thoughts. Facing the two young men, the old man drank from the well water and talked about history.
The gist of it was that he was a county head and had liberated the city and fought many battles with the surrounding enemies.
When the city was first liberated, the bandit extermination director of the city was in charge of two regiments. The large regiment had more than a thousand people, while the small regiment had hundreds of people. They were all adapted from the county brigade. He had been hospitalized for half a year because of a gunshot wound.
By the time he was discharged from the hospital, the two regiments had already been transferred to Hainan. The Bandit Suppression Office also did not have many people and weapons. In the end, he became the secretary of the party committee of a bureau in this city and managed nearly ten thousand people.
He was demoted to a lower level and became the manager of the moving agency, managing more than 400 workers.
He was not safe as a manager and offended some people in the past few years. Therefore, a neighbor went to the Red Guards to sue him for accepting bribes from the masses! The crowd heard the quacking of the ducks sent by the workers in his house. Yes! It was given to him by the workers.
So he was transferred to a grain station at the city pass, but he didn't become the station master. It was said that the organization department didn't pass, so he was appointed as the warehouse director of that grain station, only managing three warehouse managers. Later on, he was no longer allowed to be a doctor and let a younger person take up the job. He retired early.
A few days ago, he had read in the newspaper that there were many old cadres in Beijing who had been reinstated after being liberated from Jiangxi. He wanted to ask, what level was he at? What did he mean?
What kind of treatment would there be?
In the end, after going seven or eight times, he did not see the steward and offended the guard.
At first, he scolded the officials for not listening to him, but the security guard misunderstood that he was scolding the guards, so they got into a conflict and got beaten up.
In fact, it was really not a matter of deep hatred.
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