Vol 3 Chapter 1024: occur

The old man is driving, the speed is very slow, but his palm is sweaty;
From time to time, the old man will deliberately glance over to take a look at the boss sitting in the co-pilot position. Fortunately, the boss does not seem to be angry.
In fact, on weekdays, the people in the bookstore do not have much communication with the outside.
The boss and Yingying don't need to say anything. Lao Zhang has been busy working. Except for rubbing the rice, he came and shouted "It's so coincident". After eating, he just walked away.
Old Xu occasionally went to the market to buy vegetables, basically staying in the shop for beauty or thinking about his formation.
Therefore, those who really communicate with the neighbors in the bookstore for social activities are also familiar.
Ordinary streets or districts, or local police stations, and other organizations will convene learning meetings on "creating civilized health", "fire safety matters", and "paying tax honorably".
In his communication with the gang of sanitation brothers and sisters, he described himself as an old father who was not easy, but also an old father who had a good time.
Half-life wandering, a bit of money, but the son does not fight;
The son has a solitary personality and likes to study Yin and Yang knowledge. He has no choice but to drag his old body to accompany his son. If he is afraid that his son will live alone, he will go to the prefecture for sightseeing anytime.
The old master breathed a sigh of relief and went to the place. Most importantly, the boss didn't ask himself about the "son".
After getting off the elevated Jianghai Avenue, you will arrive at Xingren Town. This is the junction of Chongchuan District and Tongzhou District in Tongcheng. Continue to go deeper. After passing the town, you will soon be able to get to the village.
Lao Dao obviously asked the address of others in advance and turned a few bends to Luhuagang Village below Xingren Town.
Here are basically two-story or even three-story buildings built by ourselves. Seriously, if this kind of house is not built as early as people's aesthetic level is not as high as it is now, it will be slightly modified to make a villa. Look.
In addition to the fact that there is a fish pond before and after the farm, the comfort of living directly kills the so-called townhouse or large flat.
The car parked directly into the field at the door of the other party's door, and the uniform of the sanitation worker on the other party's old father had not been taken off.
He should be the father of the person in trouble. Call him Lao Suntou, a rough old man who honestly gave him a cigarette and took the initiative.
"Old grandson, where is your son?"
Lao Dao invited the boss at this moment, but he was able to be bullish in front of his old partner.
"Lying in the room upstairs, I have been lying for a few days, and I don’t eat much, alas!"
The old grandson frowned as soon as he said this. His son was not married. If something went wrong, how could he and his wife live.
"What are you talking about here, take us up to see, rest assured, I will pack your ticket here, whether it is sick or dirty, my son..."
As the saying goes, I want to take a picture of Zhou Ze's shoulder,
Fortunately, he came awake,
Immediately said:
"My ears are a little itchy."
In fact, this is not a bragging, it's really something wrong. My boss has been a doctor and can look at it. If there are other dirty things, it's even more panic!
The people that the king has killed, still care about your little devil?
"Yes, yes, please, please."
Lao Suntou led Zhou Ze and Lao Dao together, and Zhou Ze was at the end. In fact, Zhou Ze finally agreed to follow Lao Dao for another important reason.
Just as Lao Zhang is the political correctness of the bookstore, Lao Tao is another benchmark.
Previously, I simply thought that the old way was a thunderbolt, and the nickname was not uncomfortable.
Up to now, Zhou Ze feels that there is a kind of luck on the old man. If you can not be killed by him, it can make him a chance and a treasure trigger.
The outside world is like a cobweb Romeo, but the old man can always pull you the line you need.
As if he was thinking about how to increase production, the old man could actually hit the two slaves who ran down and hid in the world.
The balcony on the second floor passed, and old man Sun pushed open the door, and the old man followed him in. Zhou Zegang stepped in and stepped back immediately, frowning:
"What is burning in the house, so choking?"
The old man was stunned for a while, what?
Old Suntou was amazed, then screamed, and the whole person was extremely excited. With a bang, he knelt down at Zhou Ze and shouted:
"Master, Master, please save my son, save my son!!!"
If it is not old-fashioned and sees the wrong situation, the old grandson head is stopped, and the old grandson head will give him a direct bow.
"You get up, you get up, what's wrong with us? We can't say anything. What are you doing like this? We're all here and we must help, otherwise we're here!"
Lao Suntou cried with excitement, as if he saw a savior, pointing at Zhou Ze and weeping to Lao Tao:
"Brother Lu, your son, your son is not eating dry food, nor is it a neurological brain problem!
He really has the ability, really has the ability, your son is a master! "
"........." The old one.
Mom sells it!
Lao Zi spent his old face and asked the boss to come and help you,
Your old gang actually wants to kill me!
"Master, master, please, please save my son, save my son, please..."
Zhou Ze directly ignored Lao Suntou's excitement,
In his sight,
The room was indeed smoldering,
Like someone burned something in it,
But then,
Zhou Ze realized that these things can only be seen by himself, and ordinary people can't see them, but since this is the case, the son of Lao Suntou is obviously not a physical illness.
"Keep out."
Zhou Ze waved his hand.
Old Suntou seemed to have heard nothing, broke his shackles with his nose and tears, and wanted to come to Zhou Ze to continue crying.
Boss Zhou took a step back,
Lao Dao immediately ran over, a hug, and threw the over-excited grandson's head to the ground, but he knew the boss's own cleanliness, if you paste your nose and tears on the boss,
God,
terrible!
"Step aside."
"Good, old grandson, obedient, obedient."
The grandson finally quieted down, nodded immediately, and then let him go.
immediately,
Both Lao Tao and Lao Sun Tou stood outside the door.
Zhou Ze reached out his hand and used the grievances of his fingertips to draw out the dirty air inside. Then, he walked into this room.
"It's over, let's go in."
Lao Tao patted the shoulder of Lao Sun's head.
Zhou Ze walked to the bed, with a mosquito net hanging on it, and a young man lying on it, his face waxy.
Without wasting too much time on this man, Zhou Ze turned to look around for four weeks. In fact, it is not difficult for Zhou Ze to resolve such matters.
After all, there are Tiehanhan and half-faced person. If it can still be restrained by the devil in the sun, then the boss can really bring Tiehanhan together to find a piece of tofu and be killed.
This process is a bit cumbersome, because that kind of dirty stuff doesn’t mean you always stay with you when it hurts you. The kind that stays with you and sleeps and eats together, either hates you to the bone or loves you Love can't extricate themselves.
There is no such kind of dirty stuff in the room, so there is a more "finding clue" game link in the middle, which makes boss Zhou a little impatient.
Like those who are used to advanced physics, they have to explain the principle of light refraction to junior high school students.
at last,
Boss Zhou jumped and reached out and patted the top of the mosquito net.
Some grass and leaves have fallen down, looking like dead grass and straw.
Now this is the time when the farm is busy, and there are basically straws stacked in every field.
Upon seeing this, Old Man Sun was shocked and his lips began to pale.
"What's the matter, Lao Suntou, say it as soon as you know it." Lao Tao reminded beside him that the boss didn't go to the lunch break for help!
"Master, Master, please save my son, save..."
Lao Dao immediately pointed at the back of Lao Sun’s head and said, "Come on, useful!"
Old Sun's head turned back and pointed to the straw on the ground, saying: "It's him, it must be him, it must be him, that is, he is entangled with my son, it is him, it is him!!!"
"No, who is he!" the old man said dissatisfiedly.
"The fifth group in Xicun, the fifth group in Xicun, seems to be surnamed Zheng." When Lao Suntou said here, his eyes were a little godless, as if guilty, as if fearful, and a little bit resentful.
"Why did you leave someone?"
Lao Tao asked directly,
Because this is not understood,
You don't want to provoke others, how can they become haunted by you when they become ghosts?
"According to the regulations, is it not forbidden to burn straw, because it pollutes the environment, it will also cause fires, and it will also affect traffic, and so on. It has been banned in recent years and has been banned for many years."
"Yes, what's wrong?" Lao Tao continued to ask.
At this time in the past few years, farmers started to burn straw, and it was really smog. The air quality was greatly affected. Not to mention, the nearby transportation network is equivalent to an artificial "foggy day".
"My son is from the city management team. I have been going to the countryside to investigate the burning of straw for a while. The straw burned.
After being caught with the manifestation and evidence, my son and their team went directly to punishment education. "
"Fine?" the old man asked.
"Well, there is a fine. This is in accordance with the regulations. Previously, all villages here posted notices. The fine for burning straw for two hundred to two thousand."
"How much was the penalty?"
"two thousand."
Rumor has it, and licked his lips.
The old grandson patted the thigh and regretted:
"Who knows that the surnamed Zheng was fined, and he didn't know what happened. He couldn't think of it at home and committed suicide by drinking pesticides!
Killed on this day, you die, you die, why do you remember to hate my son for being a ghost, you are fined two thousand, my son only has two or three hundred pieces in their team, why do you care about my son! "