After coming out of the cemetery, Ye Xian started the van placed in front of the cemetery.
Wang Ke, Gu Maolin and others helped lift the specimen box onto the car, and then the six people got on the car and drove directly to the village.
When turning to the entrance of the village, Wang Ke, who was sitting in the passenger seat, accidentally glanced at the other intersection out of the village on the right, and immediately turned back to call Gu Maolin. "Maolin, take a look, is it that old man?"
Gu Maolin, who was sitting in the back row, quickly looked forward.
"Huh? Why hasn't he left yet? Platoon leader, that's him!"
The conversation between the two attracted the attention of the people in the car. Everyone looked out together and saw a salesman sitting there under the big tree at the intersection of the village, holding a rattle. In front of him was a mottled oilcloth with a bunch of scattered toys on it.
"Would you like to go over and take a look?" Ye Qianpian asked.
"Don't look at it." Professor Wen said. Such street stalls of quacks can be seen everywhere, and almost all of them are scams. A few years later, thousands of such people can be found in Panjiayuan, Kyoto.
There are three roads out of the village in Longquanzhuang. One is a small road that goes to the west of the village and goes to the mountains. The other is a small road that runs northeast of the village and goes northeast along the North Canned Village, which is the road to the "interference group". There is also another road. When you leave the village, go east and then south and get on the highway. This is the main road out of the village and can be used by large vehicles.
Right now, the salesman is on the road out of the village.
"Do you know him?" After Professor Wen finished speaking, he asked Wang Ke.
"I don't know him. The platoon leader gave him food a few times, and then he bit us. He often hangs around Longquanzhuang recently." Gu Maolin was a little angry. After all, this old man had defrauded him of fifteen yuan. Thinking about it afterwards, he still felt a little angry. Muscle pain.
"Oh." Professor Wen didn't care when he heard this, and Professor Ye Rongguang, who was engaged in biology, was even less interested.
The car turned into the village, drove to the east, and soon arrived outside the yard of Uncle Geng's house.
Everyone jumped out of the car, those who carried boxes carried boxes, those who carried things took their things, and entered the yard. This place is separated by several pieces of dry land, and you can just see the salesman who was just under a tree on the roadside a hundred meters away.
Wang Ke looked up, and the old salesman also looked up. As he looked, Wang Ke felt a thump in his heart. It seemed that the salesman did not accidentally choose to sit under the tree at the entrance to the village. He must be "waiting" to monitor and wait for someone.
Who to monitor? Who are you waiting for? You wouldn’t wait for yourself just for a bite, right?
Wang Ke hesitated for a moment and then entered the yard. Because he felt that he was too preoccupied, and since he didn't know him, there was no reason to compete with him.
After entering the house, Gu Maolin put down the things in his hands and got busy. Neither Professor Wen nor Professor Ye brought a washbasin. So he gathered the four washbasins together and filled them with water. Except for Xiao Zhang who was the poisonous snake, Gu Maolin gave them to the two professors and Ye Qianpian respectively, waiting for them to finish washing before washing himself.
"Brother Bing, you use my washbasin." Ye Pianqian called from the main room. She had already finished washing.
"No, Teacher Xiaoye, I've already finished washing on the well platform." Wang Ke came over with a wet towel. A soldier can do anything. And sharing her basin with a girl would be frowned upon.
Most families have pressurized water wells, and Uncle Geng’s family also has one, but the water quality is not very good, and water for meals has to be fetched from deep wells in the village.
Wang Ke walked into the room, folded the towel, put it on his dental bowl, walked out of the room, and looked at the salesman outside the courtyard. I saw the old man standing up and looking here under the tree.
Wang Ke felt a bit of unhappiness in his heart. It felt really bad to be watched.
Forget it, ignore him.
"Platoon leader Xiao Wang, we'll have dinner in a while. You guys should take a rest first." Uncle Geng was walking towards the house with a bundle of firewood in his arms.
"Uncle Geng, let me carry you." Wang Ke stepped forward and grabbed Uncle Geng's firewood.
"no, I'm fine."
But the firewood has already been received by Wang Ke, and the cooking place is in the main room. Wang Ke put down the firewood and met Ye Pianpian walking out from the west of the main house.
"Brother Bing, come to my room." Ye Qianqian stood there with the door curtain raised and said.
"What's the matter?"
"It's okay, can't we just talk?"
Reluctantly, but not too much to refuse, this aunt is not a vegetarian.
Wang Ke followed him in, but as soon as he entered, Ye hugged his neck and moved his mouth to kiss him.
This time, Wang Ke was so frightened that he quickly hid back. This aunt doesn't play by the rules at all.
"Just once, otherwise it won't be over." Ye Xianqian raised a finger. She had done this kind of thing in Nanshao Village and only succeeded once. That time Wang Ke spoke sternly, but she ignored him for a long time.
If it is blocked any longer, there will be too much movement in this room, and the impact will be even worse. This leaf was too aggressive. Wang Ke simply gave up resistance and obediently let her kiss her on the cheek. Who are these people?
Ye Zhanzhan's conspiracy succeeded and he was very happy. She took out her small bag and took out a wad of money.
"Give!"
"What are you doing?" Wang Ke was surprised. Although he was short of money now, he was still knocked down by "Thunder".
"Take it first, two hundred yuan, and you can buy something to patch up the broken ravine yourself."
"don't want."
"This is your money. I used to be afraid that you would spend and donate randomly, but now you have no place to donate if you want to," Ye Pianqian said.
Only then did Wang Ke realize that Ye was right, this was her own money, and I still had a large amount of reward money that she was withholding!
"Okay, I'll take it, I'll borrow it."
"Okay, just borrow it and don't pay it back." Ye Pianqian said with a smile, but his eyes were rolling.
"What do you want to do?"
"Do it again." Ye smiled evilly and raised another finger.
"Get out!" Wang Ke said he was used to it, and stood up reflexively, holding the money in his hand, and opened the door curtain and stepped out.
When he came to the outhouse, Wang Ke breathed a sigh of relief. This house was the dragon's pond and the tiger's den. He would never come here again.
After calming down in the courtyard, he walked out the door and saw Uncle Geng standing at the entrance of the courtyard. He didn't know what he was looking at.
Wang Ke took out five ten-yuan bills, put the others in his pocket, and walked over. "Uncle Geng."
Uncle Geng turned around and looked at Wang Ke.
"Uncle Geng, I borrowed the money for you." With that said, Wang Ke handed over fifty yuan.
"What money?" Uncle Geng was a little confused.
"The money to buy the sheep is fifty yuan."
"I won't buy it now. I've found a way." Uncle Geng told the truth. Apart from Professor Ye Rongguang, he was probably the most excited person today.
If the blood peach cuttings are successful, will there still be a lack of wealth in the future?
"Uncle Geng, sheep still need to be raised, and toon trees still need to be planted. I know you are thinking about the blood peach. Should you cut some? But, Uncle Geng, have you ever thought about it? Why can the blood peach be found only in cemeteries? What about survival?"
One sentence stopped Uncle Geng. I really haven't thought about this issue.
"Why did you say?"
"The walls of the cemetery are high to block the wind, there is plenty of sunshine, and the soil is fertile and the scenery is beautiful. If you were outside the cemetery, you would definitely not survive."
Uncle Geng tilted his head and thought for a moment, it seemed to be the truth. "Platoon leader Xiao Wang, what do you mean, I still want to raise sheep and plant toon in the land you opened up?"
"yes."
"But I borrowed the money from you and you are leaving soon. How can I pay you back?"
"It's simple. I will come here for training in the future. When you get rich, you can pay it back to me." With that said, Wang Ke put the fifty yuan into Uncle Geng's hand.
After saying that, he thought for a moment, took out another fifty yuan and handed it to Uncle Geng. "Uncle Geng, this other fifty yuan is the food expenses for the six of us these days. We will refund you more and make up for the less. You can buy some meat."
"Platoon leader Xiao Wang, you can't do this. Your bag of flour and five pounds of gas already cost a lot of money."
"Uncle Geng, have you forgotten our military and civilian family? Don't settle the accounts so clearly, just leave it as it is! If you don't withdraw more, you will make up for it." After Wang Ke told him, he turned around and left, returning to the wing on the west side.
As soon as Wang Ke entered his room, Ye Xianzhang followed him in like a phantom, and she pinched Wang Ke's ears from behind. "I know you can't keep money in your pocket, so how much did you give the landlord? What is it for?"
Wang Ke listened to the inner room, reached out and knocked off Ye Xianqian's hand, and said: "Teacher Xiao Ye, please speak softly. I will give the food expenses for the six of us to Uncle Geng. We can't eat for free, right?"
Ye was stunned, his face turning white and red, "Brother Bing, I'm sorry."
She just saw everything outside through the glass window, but she didn't expect that Wang Ke was doing it for everyone.
"What's there to apologize for? Your dad and you, Godfather Wen, Gu Maolin and I are not outsiders. It's right to pay this little money." Wang Ke lowered his voice, fearing that the people inside would hear.
"No, we'll pay for the food." Ye Xianxian recognized the truth.
"Please speak softly, haven't you already taken out the money?"
But the conversation between the two was still heard by people in the room.
"Girl, come in." Professor Wen shouted.
Wang Ke and Ye Pianchan looked at each other and walked into the room. At first glance, Professor Wen, Professor Ye, and Xiao Zhang were lying on the kang, each holding a book.
"Wang Ke, you don't have to worry about the food expenses. We'll pay for it." Professor Ye Rongguang, who was the closest, put the book on his chest. He heard clearly just now. As soon as Wang Ke walked in the door, he spoke. Tenderness.
"Yes, Xiao Wang Ke, it's not your turn to pay for the food expenses for us two great professors." Professor Wen sat up, and he was satisfied with Wang Ke's generosity from the bottom of his heart.
"No, Uncle Ye and Godfather Wen, I have already handed them over. I just want Uncle Geng to make better arrangements. The conditions in Xishan are difficult..."
Ye Rongguang waved his hand and interrupted Wang Ke's words. "Wang Ke, we heard when we came here yesterday that you also prepared a bag of white flour and five pounds of peanut oil, so we will pay for the food."
"Dad, I paid for this money. You guys, please stop fighting." Ye Qianqian blushed and quickly added.
"Did you come up with it?" Ye Rongguang was surprised.
"Yeah, if you don't believe me, ask Brother Bing." Ye tilted his head playfully and winked at Wang Ke.
Wang Ke understood immediately, nodded, and quickly answered. "Yes, yes, the money was given to me by Teacher Xiaoye just now."
Seeing this scene, Ye Rongguang breathed a sigh of relief and lay down with Professor Wen again. My daughter and Wang Ke even have their money together, which is a good sign.
Although Professor Wen lay down, he was still a little suspicious. He looked at Wang Ke, then at Ye Qianpian, but he didn't want to delve into it any further, so he said, "Xiao Wang Ke, just say you don't have enough money. The only thing your godfather Wen doesn't lack is money."
"Yes, Godfather Wen, the landlord, Uncle Geng, wants to plant some blood-haired peach trees next year. Can you give me some guidance?"
Professor Wen rolled his eyes and muttered maliciously: "You should ask your Uncle Ye for this matter! I don't understand. Hahaha..."
