Under a street light on the rural road, there is no like the high-pressure sodium lamp with a unified design and unique shape. The ones here are ordinary incandescent lamps, mosquitoes and moths, flying beside the lampshade.

A group of gangsters squatted underneath and smoked and fucked.

Pan Wei stood up, leaning against the cement pillar, squinted his eyes, and took a deep breath, "Damn it, let this kid run away!"

"Viagra, if you can run away, the monk can't run away, so let's just rush into someone's house. What do you mean?"

Pan Wei glanced at the young man with red hair and scolded, "Are you mentally retarded? Why are we doing traffic jams here? What should we do if we go to the village and are seen? Do you think you are comfortable and don't live enough, so do you want to lie in the bureau for two days?"

"What do you think of? This kid is basically in the city and has been watching for several days. He finally had such a chance to start, but he just disappeared."

Pan Wei threw away the cigarette butt and spit out the long smoke rings, "There will always be a chance. Let's go!"

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The car was parked at Zhang Laifu's doorstep.

The three of them sat in the yard.

Zhang Laifu smoked a cigarette and looked at the two apprentices who escaped from the danger. His throat rolled, "So, do you think this group of people were sent by Pan Wei?"

Zhong Yue took a sip of water and nodded, "It's seven or eight."

Zhou Daguang said with lingering fear: "Master, you didn't see it. There were seven or eight in front of the car, holding such a long iron rod and a watermelon knife, and the road behind it was blocked. If we were pulled out of the car at that time, we would probably have lost half of our lives. Fortunately, Xiaoyue reminded me and I drove over, which scared me to death."

He said, gestured with his hands.

Zhang Laifu was not surprised at all, and he stepped on the cigarette butt on the ground, "In the future, they would dare to make trouble in places with fewer people, and would not dare to make trouble in the village."

"Yeah." Zhong Yue agreed absent-mindedly.

"What are you going to end this matter? That kick was kicked by Ouyang Kaishan's people. Why don't you call him and ask him to deal with it?"

Zhong Yue glanced at his phone and it was already past eight o'clock. "Mr. Ouyang is in Songhu, so I won't bother him. I've called Zhao Zhimin."

"Zhao Zhimin? What can he do?"

"I asked him if he knew Huang Sanli, and then Xiaozhuanli asked me to go to Yinzhai to find him tomorrow."

Zhang Laifu was silent for a moment, looked up at Zhong Yue, "Huang Sanli, do you want to find him to shock Pan Wei?"

"Otherwise, what else can I do? You can't be so cautious and worried, right? He is a shameless person who is also afraid of life, even if he calls the police, he will not admit it."

Zhang Laifu didn't say anything, and pulled another match and prepared to light another cigarette, but the match could not be matched. Zhou Daguang took out the lighter and lit the cigarette for him.

"Huh..." Zhang Laifu put his hand on his knees, "It can be solved by looking for him. But the risk is not small. There are rules in the world. Although they are all washing their hands now, and they are making trouble on the streets, there are only some gangsters, but these old people are somewhat shocking, but why did Huang Sanjia help you?"

"I'm not sure, I'll ask you at Yinzhai tomorrow. If you can't do it, then forget it."

Zhang Laifu had no good idea at the moment, so he came back to his senses and said, "Okay, Daguang, you can sleep here tonight. Anyway, if you have free beds, please clean up and pay attention to the whole night."

“Oh, OK.”

Zhong Yue stood up and said, "I'll help you."

"Sit down, I'll say a few more words." Zhang Laifu said with great concern.

"Oh, you said."

Zhang Laifu took a few puffs of cigarettes, "Be a down-to-earth person and do more than be honest and do less evil ways. Especially for people like Huang Sanjia, try not to touch them if you can avoid them, so as not to cause trouble."

"Since Mr. Li asked me to go to Yinzhai, I think there is a way, and it is not just about being a stubborn beast, but just about letting Pan Wei restrain himself."

"Well, just have a guess in your heart. If Huang Sanjia asks too much, don't force yourself to find your grandfather. He is Pan Wei's man. No matter how you say it, you have some affection."

"He? Forget it." Zhong Yue understood the attitude of the two elders of the Pan family. If he asked them to plead, he would probably not let you in.

After sleeping for a night in Zhang Laifu, he didn't sleep very well. He got up in the early morning. Zhong Yue fed some water and washed his face. Then he asked Zhou Daguang to drive the car to Taohuaao.

Zhong Yue first went to the valley, climbed to the hillside, and incense for his father. Although there were quite a few twists and turns to keep the monument, it was not easy to lose it and gain it again. People are in the world and the road is not easy. How much pressure did a poor student who went to college to rely on the help of his countrymen to dare to hand over his Wei Monument so easily?

Zhong Yueda can live like his father, so what is the ending like?

People cannot live without backbone, but they must know how to adapt. Han Xin has been humiliated by the crotch, and Cao Mengde even cut off his beard and abandoned his robe. What is this infamy? If you don’t share the Weibei, the villagers scold them for being heartless. Even if they do, the villagers will still scold unfilial sons who are ungrateful. This is the world. If you want to please everyone, you will live for others. Zhong Yue only does what he thinks is right. As for rumors, let him do it.

After coming out of the valley, Director Liu of Kerry Design, had not come over yet, and Liu Qinghua had another construction team, who had already started work early. When Zhong Yue stepped into the gate, he heard the sound of cutting boards.

The wall decoration outside the house has nothing to add, it just feels fresh.

"Zhong Yue?"

As the contractor, Liu Qinghua was standing in front of the main hall and assigned tasks. When he saw the two people walking in, he suddenly laughed and said, "Why, don't you worry, come and supervise the worker?"

Zhong Yue smiled, "Just come and have a look."

"Your outfit is less than 200,000 yuan, it's really hard to get it."

"Uh, then you guys are busy." The design team was also called by Ye An. Zhong Yue didn't want such a big change. Since Ye An had good intentions, he would accept it without hesitation. After the "Wansheng" was delivered to Songhu, there was no news except for Ouyang Kaishan's phone call.

Zhong Yue was not thinking about picking up something from Ouyang Kaishan, but there was no prompt for this task in the system. I don’t know if it was completed or not.

"Qianzi, come here."

Huang Maoqiang, who was about to paint, heard Zhong Yue's voice and walked over. A pair of jeans were covered with white star ideas, "What's wrong?"

"Let me find two people and help me move the stone tablet in the car to the backyard."

"Oh, Cheng Akun, come here."

"Here you come."

The two followed Zhou Daguang and moved the stone tablet in the van outside the house. Zhong Yue walked to the backyard alone and looked at the ancient well. After the stone tablet was hung up, he remembered that the well water was put back. Even if it was not put back, so many days passed, it should have risen. However, strangely, since the stone tablet was cut off, until Zhong Yue left his home, the well was in a state of exhaustion, and I don’t know where the water put back was flowing.

Looking down from the wellhead, you can see the half broken monument standing on the back of the huge turtle.

"A Yue, where is this stone tablet placed?" Two people walked over with the stone tablet transported from the Cultural Center.

Zhong Yue turned around and said, "Don't rush to dismantle it first. Find a stronger nylon rope, the thicker the better."

Zhou Daguang looked at the bottom of the well and turned around and asked, "Do you want to pick it up?"

"Well, my father asked me to guard this stone tablet before, but I couldn't keep it. Now I've lost it and got it again, which is a blessing in disgrace."

Liu Qinghua came over and said, "The stone tablet is broken. I'm afraid it won't work if it is installed like this. If it is applied with cement, the tablet will be ruined. There is a master of the horn in the county. I'll ask him to come and take a look."

Zhong Yue nodded, "That's going to be troublesome."
Chapter completed!