Pan Zi and Lei Zi once showed off to Li Zhuiyuan, saying that even if some celebrities were wearing clothes, they could still imagine the other person naked in their minds.

Now, Li Zhuiyuan looked at the vivid Ding Dalin and Secretary Jin in front of him, and his mind was filled with the sight of their blood-red bodies after being skinned.

In summer, in the morning, the sun is shining brightly, but suddenly it is so cold that I want to shiver.

Ding Dalin bent down, showed a kind smile, and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong, you don't recognize me?"

Li Sanjiang smiled and said: "How is it possible? I was just told about you here, saying that you -"

Li Zhuiyuan was so frightened that his spine ran cold.

But by now Li Sanjiang's words had reached his lips and there was nothing he could do to stop them.

"..——-Tell me that you gave him such a big red envelope last time and praised your grandfather for being such a good person."

"Oh, really, hehehehe." Ding Dalin laughed heartily.

Li Zhuiyuan was a little dizzy, and the feeling of surviving the disaster rushed straight to the sky.

Li Sanjiang touched Li Zhuiyuan's head: "Here, he always remembers whoever treats him well. Unlike other people, no matter how kind he is to them, he forgets them when he turns around. How can he recognize who you are?"

Ding Dalin nodded: "It's about people."

"That's not true. Some of them are just born white-eyed wolves, but they can't be raised properly."

"Sanjiang Hou." Ding Dalin straightened up, looked away from the boy, and looked at Li Sanjiang, "Come, come and sit at my place, and have dinner at my place at noon."

"That's so embarrassing."

"Are you sorry? There were a lot of leftover dishes from the banquet yesterday. Don't be dissatisfied and help me eat together.

There will always be some leftovers left after a banquet, and they will go bad if left for a long time. If you don’t have enough people in your family to eat them,

Two small banquet tables will be opened the day after the banquet, and only close relatives will be invited to eat.

There is nothing fancy about this kind of banquet. There are piles of cold dishes and hot cooked dishes. The appearance is not good-looking, but it is also good food and wine.

Li Sanjiang: "There's no need to go so early for lunch."

Li Zhuiyuan finally managed his expression well and confirmed that he would not vibrate when he spoke next. But just as he was about to open his mouth to give his grandfather a reason to reject the invitation, he raised his head and met the eyes of Secretary Jin.

She looked at herself with a smile on her lips, but there was a hollowness and coldness in her eyes.

It is difficult for ordinary people to see it, but Li Zhuiyuan has been in the habit of observing and imitating others before. After reading "The Essence of Yin and Yang Physiology", his observation of people's micro-expressions became more detailed and in-depth.

The mental defense fortress that had just been built collapsed again at this moment.

She didn't say anything, maybe it was just in her head, but he really seemed to have seen a silent warning.

Is it for yourself? Or for your grandfather?

Or,

To anyone who might see their skin.

"It's like this. I want to contract a responsibility field. I will pay the rent in one lump sum, but it must be in your name."

"How big is the contract?"

"More than ten acres of land."

"How long will the contract last?"

"Thirty years."

"Then you have to go!"

Ding Dalin smiled and scolded: "Okay, you Sanjiang Marquis, you are sure that I won't live that long, right?"

"Thirty years, how can you live that long? At your age, if you live another thirty years, your skin will be chapped."

"Haha, we are all so old. It's not like young people want to have an image. Once the skin is broken, it is broken. It can still be used if it is not mended."

Li Zhuiyuan was stunned.

Now he is really afraid that his master will suddenly speak out and really irritate people's skin.

Although he knew that his great-grandfather was blessed, Grandma Liu also said that this luck also depends on the place.

It depends on what happens, if you really encounter hard problems, this good luck will be of no use.

What happened at Big Beard's house last night was so horrifying that it exceeded Li Zhuiyuan's imagination.

What I am experiencing now has pushed what happened last night to an even more bizarre and terrifying level.

Faced with this situation, Li Zhuiyuan felt that the master's good fortune - he would definitely not be able to handle it.

"Okay, go ahead." Li Sanjiang rubbed his chin with the palm of his hand and looked down at Li Zhuiyuan, who was standing beside him. "It just so happened that I made a will at this time."

"Hey, Marquis Sanjiang, you are a childless old man, who are you going to marry?"

"I have no children, but I do have great-grandsons. After I leave, the things left behind will of course be for our family, Xiao Yuanhou."

Ding Dalin bent over the boy again.

Li Zhuiyuan was extremely repulsive and resistant to his action, but he still forced out a smile.

This kind of expression is really very practical for a child, whether it is towards people or ghosts.

"Xiao Yuanhou, look, your great-grandfather really cares about you. When you grow up, you must treat your great-grandfather well."

"Yes, I will."

Ding Dalin straightened up and made a movement.

Secretary Jin stretched out his hand to support him.

Li Zhuiyuan noticed that Secretary Jin's right hand was on the back of Ding Dalin's neck, and her left hand was on the side of Ding Dalin's lower waist. She was not holding it with her palm, but grabbing it with five fingers stretched out very hard.

It was as if something that had broken was being forcibly squeezed back together.

"What's wrong, Marquis Lin?"

"This old waist can't do it anymore."

"Don't roll around in bed at night."

"Marquis Sanjiang, you old guy, come on, go to my house."

With that said, Ding Dalin stretched out his hand to Li Sanjiang.

Li Sanjiang took the initiative to catch it and replaced him.

The two old men just walked forward side by side while talking.

"Let's go, little brother?" Secretary Jin put his hand on the boy's shoulder.

"I haven't finished my summer homework yet..."

"Your great-grandfather wants to make a will for you, so you must go today."

"—. I haven't bought an eraser yet. I don't know where the previous eraser went."

"Let's go, Auntie will buy it for you."

"No need, I have money."

From here to Big Beard's house, we happened to pass by Zhang's canteen. As we approached, Secretary Jin stopped.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the counter and was about to ask for a piece of rubber when a figure popped out from behind the canteen shed. It was Tan Wenbin.

This guy wanted a shortcut and didn't take the village road. He crossed the field ridge.

"Hey, Brother Xiaoyuan, what do you want to buy? Come on, I'll pay for it together with you."

"eraser."

"Son, get a piece of eraser and a bottle of Fengyoujing."

Aunt Zhang handed over the things, Tan Wenbin gave the money, and after handing the eraser to Li Zhuiyuan, he quickly opened the bottle and started applying it on his neck and arms.

"I saw that you were itching so badly last night that I feel a little itchy myself today. I suspect that Runsheng infected it with me."

"Brother Binbin, please go back and tell Brother Runsheng and Grandma Liu that my grandpa and I went to Grandpa Ding's house for dinner."

"What, you still need to go to the water————·Oh oh oh!"

Li Zhuiyuan grabbed Tan Wenbin's hand, grabbed his palm with his fingertips, and twisted it hard.

At this time, Secretary Jin, who was standing far away, also came over.

Tan Wenbin came out from the back of the canteen before. He really didn't notice that she was nearby. He was so frightened that he continued to shout:

"—.Oh oh oh!"

Secretary Jin continued to approach.

"" --- I want water, right? I'll buy it for you. Brother, I'll buy it for you. Auntie, here are two bottles of Jianlibao." As he said that, Tan Wenbin deliberately looked at Secretary Jin who came over, "Sister, you want one

No?"

Secretary Jin shook his head.

"Hey." Tan Wenbin paid again and handed a bottle of Jianlibao to Li Zhuiyuan.

"Thank you, Brother Binbin. Then you can go back. Remember to tell your family that my grandfather and I will not be back for lunch.

You don’t have to do it for us.”

"good."

At this time, Secretary Jin suddenly said: "Let's go eat together."

Tan Wenbin was stunned for a moment.

Secretary Jin: "I saw you eating the food on the table yesterday and enjoying it very much. There's still some at noon, so let's go eat together."

"That's not good..."

"Let's go, let's go together, they are going far away."

Secretary Jin stretched out his hands and put them on the shoulders of the two boys, one large and one small respectively, urging them to move forward.

This is an attitude that cannot be refused.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't expect that Tan Wenbin's eating appearance at the banquet yesterday actually left a deep impression on people.

If only he could eat politely, he might not be in trouble now.

However, at present, Tan Wenbin should only know the information about the first version of Water Monkey.

That's what I told him last night before he and Runsheng set out for Big Beard's house.

After coming back last night, he wanted to know what happened specifically, but he didn't want to recall and recount it at that time, so he asked him to ask Runsheng.

Runsheng should be the same as himself. He didn't want to mention that terrifying scene for the time being. He didn't have time to tell him. Otherwise, if he knew about it, when he saw Secretary Jin, he would probably jump up in fear as if there were two kicks in his crotch.

.

As they walked, Secretary Jin said, "Is there anyone else at home? Let them come over for lunch. No need to cook."

Li Zhuiyuan hurriedly refused and said: "No, the only people left in the family who work for me are not relatives."

"Oh well."

During the rest of the journey, Tan Wenbin gradually relaxed and even took the initiative to find a topic to talk about.

Li Zhuiyuan felt that Binbin should be quite proud.

He probably feels that he is the son of a policeman, has an inherited sense of anti-detection, and can talk and laugh happily in front of the water monkey.

In fact, this is quite good, as I can act without showing any timidity.

They walked all the way to the door of Big Beard's house. As soon as they entered the dam, Li Zhuiyuan's eyes froze.

Directly in front of the dam is the fish pond. At this time, the pond water is plentiful, exactly the same as yesterday.

The fish ponds that should have been drained and dug out have been restored;

A group of people who were supposed to be skinned and died, all came back to life one by one.

The scene in my memory is now logically closer and closer to a hallucination dream.

When the world is presented to you in an unreasonable way, people usually begin to doubt themselves first.

However, Li Zhuiyuan was convinced that it was definitely not a dream, and that the scene last night really happened.

The fish pond must have been filled back up with water last night. The dead people are dead. As for what they are who are still alive now——-he doesn't understand.

The village chief and several village elders arrived, and everyone sat on the benches on the dam, forming a circle and chatting.

Secretary Jin brought a small coffee table with seeds, peanuts and candies on it.

Li Sanjiang grabbed two handfuls and handed one to Li Zhuiyuan and the other to Tan Wenbin.

Ding Dalin said to them: "Go upstairs and watch TV. It's in the room. I'll call you down when it's time to eat."

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "I have a TV at home. My grandfather bought it."

Li Sanjiang puffed up his chest and said proudly:

"That's right, I bought a TV for my son to watch, but he loves to study and doesn't watch much on weekdays. It's cheaper for the mule at home to watch the TV every day."

In fact, Li Zhuiyuan didn't want to be separated from the crowd.

Although entering here means danger, and the group of old people on the dam are tied together, it doesn't have much practical effect, but it can at least provide some psychological comfort.

Emotion made him fall into fear since he saw them, but reason told him that the situation could be saved.

After all, I, the others, and the village chief did not have their skin peeled off as soon as they arrived at the dam.

If they just wanted to lure people here and kill them, they could just do it.

Being able to sit here and chat, and actually talk about the details of land contracting, proves that they have their own goals and plans.

Then, as long as they didn't violate their rules, he, his grandfather, and Binbin might be able to go back safely.

At this time, the village chief said with some embarrassment: "But, if we contract for thirty years in one go, wouldn't it be too long?

The village is not easy to explain."

Ding Dalin said: "The contracting fee can be increased every year. Just give me a final specific number."

Li Sanjiang is very positive about this matter. He thinks that Ding Dalin will not live that long, and he himself will not live that long. Then after the land is contracted, won't it still belong to Xiaoyuan Hou?

"I said, if you want thirty years, just thirty years. At worst, the specific contract will be announced in the village and everyone will know about it, and no one will gossip about it in the future."

Secretary Jin had returned to the house at this time, probably to prepare lunch. She and Ding Dalin were the only ones at home, so she was the only one who could do the work.

Ding Dalin turned his attention away from himself again, and Li Zhuiyuan felt a lot more relaxed.

He didn't dare to leave here without authorization. Any extraordinary move would be extremely dangerous at this time.

They were really anxious. At worst, everyone on site would have to change their skins. Since the theater troupe could be brought back to life, it should be easy to bring the village chief back to life without delaying the land contract.

While ensuring that his figure was still within their line of sight, Li Zhuiyuan walked down the dam and began to circle in the open space in front of the fish pond.

He knew that he couldn't keep spinning in this circle, otherwise he would look stupid.

At this time, the most suitable thing is to play some games, but the problem is that I never put things for children in my pocket.

But fortunately, he didn't, someone did.

Tan Wenbin must have understood what Brother Xiaoyuan meant. He put his hand into his pocket and took out a handful of colorful marbles.

"Xiao Yuan, let's play this."

"OK."

Li Zhuiyuan discovered for the first time that a childish child could become an angel.

A boy who is about to be a senior in high school actually has marbles in his pocket. No wonder your dad buys you jelly.

The two of them bent down and started playing marbles.

Li Zhuiyuan originally just wanted to take the opportunity to observe the fish pond up close. He believed that no matter how perfect the restoration was, after only half a day, it would definitely leave traces.

But as he played, Tan Wenbin gradually got into the mood. He played accurately every time, and he happily clapped and cheered for himself every time.

This movement occasionally attracted the attention of a group of old people on the dam.

They pointed and pointed with smiles on their lips.

Most children will have a similar experience, that is, when they are playing with their friends, there are often adults standing next to them and watching them for a long time.

What they are actually looking at is their own childhood.

But Li Zhuiyuan didn't want to create such a warm atmosphere. Finally, he couldn't help but flick a marble to Binbin's nose.

Binbin felt pain at first and covered his nose. Then his eyes showed relief, and then he felt ashamed. He was too involved in the drama.

Li Zhuiyuan began to deliberately hit the marbles in the direction of the fish pond. Tan Wenbin also cooperated and hit the marbles in that direction. The two chased the marbles and came to the fish pond.

Seize the moment and scan quickly.

He discovered that the edge of the fish pond was newly turned mud.

This fish pond was indeed backfilled!

Not daring to stay any longer in this sensitive spot, Li Zhuiyuan immediately shot another marble and moved away from the fish pond.

"Haha, Brother Binbin, I won this time."

"Xiaoyuan, you are so awesome."

Binbin had a big brother-like smile on his face.

While Li Zhuiyuan jumped for joy, he glanced at the dam and happened to see Ding Dalin move his head.

Was it his previous actions near the fish pond that made him sensitive?

Next, Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Binbin got closer and closer to Bazi as they played.

"Brother Binbin, I'm tired. Let's take a rest."

"good."

Ignoring the dirt and stones on the ground, Li Zhuiyuan just sat down.

Just as the sole of the shoe rubbed against the pebbles, a few pebbles were turned over, and red stains appeared under the pebbles, which were blood stains.

Li Zhuiyuan quickly retracted his foot and turned the pebble back with the sole of his shoe.

I quickly recalled the details of last night in my mind. Isn't the location where I am now the same place where Ding Dalin was pecked by a chicken?

I remember that at that time, Ding Dalin's palm was pecked through by a rooster.

"Xiao Yuanhou."

"Hey, Master."

Li Zhuiyuan ran up Bazi and came to Li Sanjiang.

The land contracting matter has been almost discussed before, and now we are talking about making a will. The village chief is writing it with paper and pen.

An old man next to him asked: "Sanjiang Hou, would it be inappropriate to give it to the child directly? You must be able to give it to someone who can provide for you in old age."

"I've made arrangements for retirement."

"Is it reliable?"

"Reliable."

We are all elderly people, so there is no need to avoid these topics.

Li Sanjiang has absolute trust in Li Weihan's character, but Li Weihan has many sons and grandchildren. If his inheritance is given to Li Weihan, there is a high probability that some of it will be divided by those white-eyed wolves in the end. This is something he does not want to see.

of.

The village chief finished writing and said: "It just so happens that the witnesses involved are here, so just put your fingerprints on it.

Do you have ink pads at home?”

Ding Dalin said: "It's in the bedside drawer of the bedroom on the second floor. I'll get it."

"Just let me go, Xiao Yuanhou, go get it."

Li Zhuiyuan wanted to refuse, but Ding Dalin had just stood up and sat down again. At this time, he resisted again.

It's a little unreasonable.

"Okay, Master."

Li Zhuiyuan ran in and went up the stairs. Tan Wenbin wanted to follow him, but was stopped by Li Sanjiang:

"Strong and strong."

"Uncle Li, my name is Binbin."

"You go to the kitchen and help serve the dishes. The secretary can't do it alone."

Tan Wenbin didn't want to be alone with the water monkey, but when he faced the same predicament as Li Zhuiyuan before, he could only smile, nod, and walk to the kitchen.

Li Zhuiyuan came to the second floor and found that it had been cleaned and the balcony aisle was very clean.

He did not rush into the room, but came under the small patio cover, and there was a ladder against the wall beside him.

My formation flag and Runsheng's set of fishing equipment should still be on the roof at this moment.

But the problem is, even if I move the ladder to the roof and get those things, I can't take them with me.

Because it's too heavy.

Even if the house is lost, it is not safe. The movement is too loud and can be easily detected.

Finally, Li Zhuiyuan turned around, opened the door, and walked into the bedroom.

The furnishings in the bedroom are very rich. When Ding Dalin bought the house, in order not to waste time, he probably bought it together with the furniture.

Go to the bedside table and open the drawer.

There was indeed a box of ink pads inside, as well as another thing Li Zhuiyuan didn't expect - a compass.

A purple compass with five small secondary circles around the main circle.

Li Zhuiyuan took the compass in his hand and turned it gently. He quickly understood the meaning of the five sub-circles.

A compass of a similar style was actually recorded in "The Record of the Righteous Way to Conquer Demons", but because the production process was extremely complicated and required a lot of special materials, it was not within the scope of Li Zhuiyuan's consideration before.

Holding it now, Li Zhuiyuan really likes it,

With it, when looking at the Feng Shui pattern, it is like taking a math test. You can bring a calculator into the exam room.

Now he is increasingly discovering that he can no longer rely too much on forced mental calculations like in the past, otherwise his body will be overwhelmed.

With this thing, combined with "Liu's Qi-Wang Jue", you won't have overdraft and nosebleeds when you look at the feng shui of the fish pond like last time.

The real Ding Dalin is dead, so it is an ownerless thing. If you take it yourself, it is not considered stealing.

But... it's still too risky.

The other belongings of the water monkeys were packed up and taken away, but only this thing remained.

Proof is still very important.

It should know who has entered the house and if something is lost, it can definitely lock itself.

Forget it, I can't take it.

Although the thing is good, his own life is still important. Just when Li Zhuiyuan was about to put the compass back into the drawer,

"Did you find it?"

Secretary Jin's voice came from the bedroom door.

Li Zhuiyuan was startled again, but his stress resistance also increased. He continued to hold the compass in his left hand and picked up the ink pad box in his right hand:

"I found it."

"I thought you couldn't find it, so I came here to take a look."

"What is this, Aunt Jin?" Li Zhuiyuan asked, holding up the compass, "It looks good."

"A toy, if you like it, I'll give it to you."

Li Zhuiyuan's first reaction was not surprise, but: Is this a test?

"Take everything and come down."

After Secretary Jin finished speaking, he turned and left.

Li Zhuiyuan hesitated for a moment, then took the compass and ink pad and went downstairs.

After handing the seal pad to the village chief, the village chief motioned for everyone to press their fingerprints.

Li Sanjiang saw the compass and asked, "Xiao Yuanhou, what is this?"

Ding Dalin said: "If your child likes a small object at home, give it to him as a toy."

Li Sanjiang took it first, looked it up and down, and wondered: "Why are there so many circles? What a crappy thing."

After belittling him, Li Sanjiang casually threw the compass to Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan wanted to remind him that this is professionalism, and the compass you usually use is just a compass.

"Xiao Yuanhou, say thank you to your Grandpa Ding."

"Thank you, Grandpa Ding."

"Haha, good boy." Ding Dalin reached out and touched Li Zhuiyuan's head.

Li Zhuiyuan felt like his hair was standing on end, but he still had to suffer it, not daring to escape.

The will was prepared and made in two copies. One copy was taken by the village chief and taken into the village office. The other copy was carefully folded by Li Sanjiang, put it solemnly into his coat pocket, and touched it.

Lunch is ready and everyone is seated.

The food was very rich. In front of Li Zhuiyuan, there was a large plate of boiled shrimps.

Seeing the shrimp, Li Zhuiyuan felt a little nauseous.

"Everyone, eat, be patient, there are no good dishes." Ding Dalin raised his chopsticks to greet everyone.

Everyone also picked up their chopsticks.

"Come on, Zhuangzhuang, eat shrimp. This is your favorite food yesterday."

Li Sanjiang used chopsticks to place a third of the shrimp on the plate directly in front of Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin, then reached out and turned the dining table.

Tan Wenbin was not polite. He picked up the shrimp, pulled off the shrimp head first, peeled it open, dipped it in vinegar and sucked on the shrimp head.

Then quickly peel off the shrimp body to reveal the complete shrimp meat.

After taking off the shrimp threads, Tan Wenbin dipped them in vinegar and put them into Li Zhuiyuan's bowl.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the chopsticks and picked up the shrimp meat. The meat was red and tender.

Put the shrimp meat into your mouth, and while chewing it, the scene you saw last night kept popping up in your mind.

This is the first time that Li Zhuiyuan has eaten such delicious but unpalatable food.

In the end, he swallowed it forcefully, but he felt it was more painful than eating the "dish" at the cat-faced old lady's birthday party.

Seeing that Tan Wenbin still wanted to peel it for himself, Li Zhuiyuan hurriedly said: "Brother Binbin, you can eat it yourself. I don't like shrimp very much."

"Really?" Tan Wenbin was a little surprised, "Then I'll eat it myself."

"Um."

Secretary Jin brought a large bowl with a stewed chicken in it.

Ding Dalin fiddled with it twice with chopsticks and asked, "Isn't it an old hen?"

"There are no old hens left."

"Oh, how can this work?"

Ding Dalin shook his head with some dissatisfaction.

Li Sanjiang tried to smooth things over and said: "Lin Hou, look at how spoiled you are. You can't tell a male or a female when you eat a chicken. It's not easy to eat meat before liberation."

With that said, Li Sanjiang took action himself, took off a plump chicken leg and put it into Li Zhuiyuan's bowl.

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head and stared at it, not moving his chopsticks in a hurry. It was not that he was being pretentious, but that this chicken seemed familiar.

The reason is, even if it is a rooster stew, how can it be made without even a piece of chicken skin?

"What, you don't like to eat?" Ding Dalin asked.

"My favorite food." Li Zhuiyuan picked up the chicken legs and took a big bite, which was a bit sticky.

"How does it taste?"

"tasty."

Ding Dalin nodded with satisfaction. When he stood up to pick up the vegetables, Li Zhuiyuan noticed that there was a piece of black gauze tied around his right hand.

The meal was so warm and peaceful that it was so normal that Li Zhuiyuan felt as if he was the most abnormal person at the table.

But no matter what, this time it was rare that Li Zhuiyuan didn't have any children to get off the table first, and he sat down politely until the end of the meal.

After the meal, everyone started to smoke and chat, making the final preparations before leaving.

The village chief stood up first, patted his pants lightly, and said, "That's it for now. Your contract will have to be discussed in the village. Don't worry, we will give you an answer soon."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, please take the trouble." Ding Dalin stood up and shook hands with the village chief.

Everyone left the table together, walked out of the hall and came to the Bazi. They shared cigarettes and said a few words. The village chief and several village elders walked down to the Bazi.

Li Zhuiyuan was very anxious because Li Sanjiang hadn't left, he was still standing next to Ding Dalin, both of them had cigarettes in their mouths.

"I don't have the nerve to ask, village chief. Your land was contracted to grow no grain, but you actually plan to plant peach trees?"

"Well, if you plant a peach tree, it will produce peaches."

"If you can't sell the peaches, who will buy them? In the past, there were canneries that could harvest them, but now I heard that those canneries themselves are in trouble."

"Even if you can't sell it, it's still good to look at the peach blossoms."

"I said, Marquis Lin, what's wrong with you?" Li Sanjiang reached out and touched Ding Dalin's forehead, "I feel like you are a different person today."

Li Zhuiyuan's heart was clenched again.

Tan Wenbin began to add drama to himself and said proactively: "Uncle Li, you don't understand. Our uncle Ding is pursuing a beautiful artistic conception. Yes, when I think about it, peach trees will be planted here in the future. When the peach blossoms bloom, how many

Beautiful."

"What about this fish pond?" Li Sanjiang asked.

"After filling it in, plant some trees too."

"Let me tell you, Marquis Lin, how much wealth have you made abroad that allows you to waste it so much?"

"Isn't it just to make money and waste it?"

"I can't understand you, forget it, do as you like."

"Oh, by the way, the troupe said that one of the speakers was broken and wanted me to pay for the repairs. I was too lazy to ask for it, so I just bought it as a second-hand one."

"Are you stupid? Where did you find the troupe? Why do you have the nerve to ask the owner for compensation when your equipment breaks down?"

"It's quite cheap. I tinkered with that thing last night. It's actually not broken. It's just that the plug has some bad contact. It's fixed now.

It's useless for me to keep this thing. Aren't you in this business? You can also rent it out to make money in the future.

Come, come with me and take a look, and if it’s okay, you can drag it away.”

"Okay, let's go take a look."

Li Sanjiang followed Ding Dalin towards the shady back room on the first floor. Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin looked at each other, wondering whether to follow them.

"Kid, you forgot to take this." Secretary Jin's voice appeared behind him, and the purple compass was brought to the boy.

He deliberately placed it on the chair next to the dining table before, not wanting to show that he was anxious.

Li Zhuiyuan reached out to take it and said in surprise: "Really give it to me?"

"Can you play with this thing?"

"Of course I can."

Li Zhuiyuan took the compass and kept turning it in circles, looking at the rotating pointer inside and feeling silly and happy.

"Secretary Jin, come here and adjust it again." Uncle Ding's voice came from inside.

Secretary Jin put his hands on Li Zhuiyuan's shoulders and said, "Let's go take a look."

The moment the woman's hands fell on his shoulders, Li Zhuiyuan's whole body realized.

He did not leave in a hurry, but slowly raised his head.

Secretary Jin also lowered his head at this time, and the two looked at each other.

After a long time, Ding Dalin's urging voice came again: "Why don't you come here? I'll wait for you to do it."

"Let's go."

"Um."

Li Zhuiyuan walked in front, and Secretary Jin held Li Zhuiyuan's shoulders with both hands and walked behind.

This journey was obviously very short, but Li Zhuiyuan felt it was a bit long.

Finally, the two of them approached the inner room one after the other.

Secretary Jin let go of his hand, adjusted the speaker, and then picked up the microphone:

"Huh-huh-hey-hey-hey-."

The sound is a bit broken, but the overall effect is very good.

Ding Dalin glanced at Li Sanjiang, and then said to Secretary Jin: "Come on, let's try singing a song."

Secretary Jin nodded and asked, "What song?"

"Whatever, Marquis Sanjiang, what song do you want to listen to? My secretary can sing a lot of songs, so just listen to whatever you want."

"Haha, I'm not as shameless as you, asking a big girl to listen to music. Xiao Yuanhou, what song do you want to listen to, please order it."

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "I can do it."

Secretary Jin looked at Li Zhuiyuan: "Kid, please order one."

"I don't have anything in particular that I want to hear. Auntie, just sing what you want to sing."

Secretary Jin nodded, picked up the microphone, and sang directly without accompaniment:

"Looking back slowly, we saw the evening that once belonged to each other.

Honghong is still you, giving me the sunshine in my heart——·

The singing is smooth and the Cantonese is not accurate, but it is very beautiful.
Chapter completed!