611 Bitter(2/2)
But the "old scholar"'s eyes were not very good, and he squinted his eyes when he saw everything.
This time, I don’t know if I can cure my eyes. When I reincarnate, I can see it clearly. Don’t come to Mozhou again, don’t come to “Fox Lake” again.
Oh... "Old scholar" is not a person here, he is not a person from "Fox Dian", he is not a person here, why did he die here?
It was night, and the pier without an hour was very quiet. The night was nice, the wind was very cold, and the fishy smell was still very strong.
The 51-year-old old boatman has a "blind eyes". He can't see things clearly at night, but he can figure out the way.
He knew where there was an "old scholar".
There are seven people, the one in the middle is the "old scholar".
When I touched it, I was covered with pairs of bare feet, cold and cold.
The old boatman should have been afraid, but he couldn't see it, so he was no longer afraid.
The first, the second, the third, the fourth...
The fourth one is the "old scholar".
"Brother..."
The old boatman cried. He once mocked the "old scholar" and was a handful of things on a living dog who dared to be fooled with him.
What is "reducing rent and interest rates", is the sun coming out from the west or what?!
It's a turtle, nothing!
Until the men in Hebei Province chased people like cats and rats, the old boatman believed it.
In this world, there is really a place where "reduce rent and interest rates" is really there!
What the "old scholar" says is true!
All are true!
"Brother..."
Touching the "old scholar"'s feet, what a thin pair of feet are they? Is this the feet of scholars? Why is there no flesh?
"You are a scholar, you are a scholar..."
How do you step on the mud like yourself, a pair of feet without much flesh?
Is it the salary of making two pounds of wine? Or half a bag of millet mixed with sand?!
He once mocked his feet that he would never eat this bowl of rice, and there was a thick layer of calluses on the soles of his feet.
Where is this a scholar?
How could this be a 52-year-old scholar?
The fifty-one-year-old old boatman has seen countless barefoot men, who are trampled on the fields, water, mountains, and mud.
"I kowtowed to you..."
Looking back on the past, there is only hardship, only fatigue, only bitterness.
The moment when it is closest to sweetness and beauty, only when the "old scholar" is making up stories.
At that time, when he was cursing, but when he was silently smoking, he would also think that if someone really gave him land, he would definitely have the best land in his hometown Qingyuan County!
One acre of land is not about making 60 kilograms, 80 kilograms, or 100 kilograms of grain!
It is one hundred and twenty kilograms, one hundred and forty kilograms, two hundred kilograms!
He also wanted to use fertilizer produced in the factory for the field like the men in Youzhou, and make 300 kilograms of grain per acre of land!
Such a life is the life that people live.
If such a day is impossible, if such a day does not exist, the "old scholar" will not be banned here. He understands this truth.
All are true!
The 52-year-old scholar did not lie to him, the 51-year-old old boatman!
All are true!
...
Nothing happened overnight.
It is just because of the seven corpses that "FoxDian" sent people to the state city, and of course it is also the county town of Mo County, and there is no need to go to the city gate, because the Mo County Police Department's detective team set up a booth outside the city gate, and you can do things and inquire about things here.
"Master, we are all small-scale business operations. Those seven bad things have been hanging there for so many days. Can we collect them? If this continues, many of our "FoxDian" will have to be stopped. Master, you are good, you are considerate and considerate to us who are not in decline. During the holidays in the future, our "FoxDian" will definitely pay attention to our good deeds..."
In the booth, the people in the detective team were sitting there in awkward and eating melon seeds. They were all arrogant and disdainful. Until the visitor gritted his teeth and took out a red silk package from his arms, the entire booth became eager.
The deputy captain straightened the big-brimmed hat, his eyes shining, but his tone became closer: "It's all from the villagers, so we can still deliberately make things difficult for others, right? But isn't this all the meaning of the superior? Our detective team is also doing things according to the rules, of course... Sometimes, there are favors besides the law, right?"
It was very smooth and I took the red silk package and it made a rustling sound, which sounded nice.
"Thank you, thank you, I'll ask a few guys to catch a rabbit and send it to you."
"How can you be so embarrassed?"
"It's all about your intentions, all about your intentions..."
"You need to be fatter."
Chapter completed!