Chapter 75 (End of this volume)
The morning wind steals a moment of summer coolness.
When Li Zhuiyuan was standing by the water tank on the second floor brushing his teeth, he happened to see Tan Wenbin, wearing a tank top and sports shorts, running down the dam with his legs raised to start his morning run this morning.
Tan Wenbin has been keeping this habit for half a year.
Man is really an animal with unlimited potential.
A year ago, Tan Wenbin was still a spirited young man who stole money from his mother to buy game consoles, stuffed adult comic books in his textbooks, hid explicit magazines under the covers, and liked to put a cigarette behind his ear to pretend to be an adult.
Now, he is a self-disciplined young man who studies hard during the day, practices martial arts at night, and regards his forty-minute jogging every morning as a kind of relaxation and enjoyment.
Due to Li Zhuiyuan's illness, sometimes he would feel a little confused and unreal when looking at himself in the mirror. If Tan Wenbin could see himself through the mirror a year ago, he would probably just say that the person in the mirror should be his father. An illegitimate child left behind by someone who behaved inappropriately when he was young,
By the way, let me add:
"Look at the crooked melon and cracked dates. It turns out that the blood is not pure."
After washing my face, I returned to my room.
Ali was standing in front of the painting table painting.
The girl painted landscapes, which contained not only great weather but also dams.
The walls on this side are covered with paintings. There are four or five versions of the cross-river bridge from Nantong to Shanghai alone.
In one version, the bridge on the river is busy with traffic, and the Baijia Town on the bottom of the river is filled with ghosts. It can be called a perfect combination of reality and nothingness.
At the other end of the drawing table is the boy's desk, which is full of professional books. Below there are several cardboard boxes, which are filled with data plans and design drawings.
These are just the ones on hand. Many of them that have been read and studied have been sent by Li Zhuiyuan to the east room to fill up Ali's collection box.
Xue Liangliang has basically been Luo Gong's secretary for the past six months, and Luo Gong has been in the project running stage for the past six months and often needs to go to various places to attend demonstration meetings and reporting meetings.
Whenever he came near Nantong, Xue Liangliang would take a day and a half off from Luo Gong in the name of sending study materials to his junior brother.
Tan Wenbin's pager is only used to receive messages from two people, one is his father Tan Yunlong, and the other is Xue Liangliang.
Brother Liangliang always calls out to Tan Wenbin, and then puts the things on the bank of the Yangtze River. Runsheng has to ride a tricycle all the way there, and while transporting the information and design drawings back, he also has to bring him a set of Dry clothes.
In this way, the more frequently Xue Liangliang came to Nantong, the more information Li Zhuiyuan had here.
In addition, Luo Gong would also send Li Zhuiyuan journals and magazines and some relatively high-standard but non-confidential information documents from time to time.
At the same time, questions will be given to the boy, asking him to come up with his own designs. For convenience, multiple questions will be done at the same time, and then mailed to him together, and he will review them together and make a reply.
The two sides really seemed to be competing, with one desperately trying to "absorb" and the other desperately "pushing out the seedlings to encourage growth."
Li Zhuiyuan had reason to suspect that the "university professional courses" he had previewed in advance were already a bit over the top.
No matter how smart a genius is, if he wants to achieve something in a certain field, he cannot escape the steps of deep cultivation. In the past six months, Li Zhuiyuan has indeed been diverted too much time and energy by "learning".
But there is nothing that can be done about it. If the man under the peach tree forest does not die, he will have nothing to do in the village.
Now, whenever there is an ordinary drowned drifter, Runsheng, Tan Wenbin and Yinmeng are all rushing to catch it, and even the grandfather has become a hands-off shopkeeper.
As for the kind of dead body that can go ashore and walk on its own, I haven't seen it for a long time. If I hadn't experienced it personally, I would have doubted whether it was a fantasy that I had when I was mentally disturbed.
When he got tired of drawing, Li Zhuiyuan would stand up and walk to the girl's drawing table, and the girl would leave the drawing table and come to the desk.
Li Zhuiyuan would pick up a paintbrush and relax by painting, while Ah Li would look through the design drawings.
The girl can understand it, otherwise she wouldn’t be able to draw it.
And she seems to be born with some special sensory ability, which can turn cold data drawings into dynamic flowing water in the scroll.
Li Zhuiyuan also created a painting based on Ah Li, but the boy still can't draw Ah Li's front, so he only took the back.
In the painting, the girl stands on the top of a mountain, with a raging river in front of her and a group of ancient people behind her.
This kind of composition is very suitable for appearing in water burial murals.
This can be regarded as the boy amusing himself while studying. Then when he woke up the next day, the back of a boy was added to the girl's side in the painting.
The two were still holding hands.
The painting style suddenly changed into a kindergarten wall painting.
In fact, they are still children after all. They are essentially no different from the children of the same age who play with mud in the village, except that their mud looks a little more advanced.
Li Zhuiyuan has already finished deciphering "The Spring and Autumn Annals of the Qi Family". The further this book goes, the more difficult it becomes and the longer it takes to decipher. Li Zhuiyuan later discovered that this book should have a code book.
Otherwise, with my own deduction and calculation ability, I have to spend so much energy. Normally, the Qi family would not say they want to learn, but would have to study hard for half a life just to understand the words above. This is obviously impossible.
The codebook should be something basic that was passed down from the ancestors of the Qi family, similar to the "Liu Family's Qi-Wang Jue" of the Liu family.
Because of the lack of this thing, Li Zhuiyuan could only use the stupidest method to decipher it.
The book itself is a kaleidoscope of mechanisms. After deciphering it, it records the key techniques of mechanism and space, which are the skills that the ancestors of the Qi family used to survive. Even within the clan, they must be kept secret and can only be passed down on a small scale, because This involves countless secrets of the mausoleum. Once leaked, they will definitely be hated by those in power in ancient times.
The book is a good book, but for the current Li Zhuiyuan, it is a bit useless. His major is water conservancy engineering, and there is no need for him to design "security" or "anti-theft" because there will be troops near large water conservancy projects.
Compared with ancient times when we were afraid of invasion by gangs of tomb robbers, now we need to worry about defense from missiles from the air.
But it's useless now, but it will definitely be useful in the future. The old professors from the Family Court helped him decipher the coordinates in the bamboo slips. Although three places were still ambiguous, the approximate locations were determined.
From the Northeast to Yunnan and Guizhou, from the grasslands to the Gobi, from the Hundred Thousand Mountains to the Thousand Island Lake, from the basin to the plateau, as well as in the rivers and even the sea.
The geographical coordinates spanned so much that Li Zhuiyuan felt incredible when looking at the map. However, the masked man who was born in the Spring and Autumn Period still carried this bamboo slip with him even if he died, so there must be a secret.
Moreover, there is a place in the coordinates of the bamboo slips that is very close to the "Investigation Report on Ji'an 572 Civil Air Defense Project". It is very likely that it is the same place.
In other words, the white moonlight that Luo Gong was thinking about was also one of the nine coordinates recorded on the bamboo slips.
This couldn't help but make Li Zhuiyuan wonder whether the three documents that Li Lan sent to him in Beijing half a year ago, which corresponded to Haili, Ji'an and Fengdu respectively, had some deep meaning?
Li Lan, who has become completely ill and thinks she has lost her humanity, is still continuing her work. What kind of purpose does she have?
It was difficult for Li Zhuiyuan to enter her thinking, and he did not dare to try to do so. But from the side, there must be something deeper that attracted Li Lan to pursue.
Unshakable, it is Aunt Liu who kicks off every day:
“It’s time for breakfast!”
Li Zhuiyuan took Ali's hand and went downstairs. There was a small blackboard hanging on the side of the door of the living room on the first floor. It was originally used for temporary accounting, such as how many tables and chairs the East family needed and how many paper figures the West family needed. Most of the time is idle.
But since thirty months ago, Li Sanjiang solemnly wiped the blackboard carefully with water, picked up the chalk, and wrote seriously on it - "The pot lasts for a hundred days."
After being told that "one" was written incorrectly, the grandfather simply erased it and changed it to "100 days", and continued to decrease in Arabic numerals from now on.
Of course, this board was not written for his great-grandson. After all, his great-grandson had been admitted in advance, and the relevant certificates were provided by Li Sanjiang under the portrait of Laozi (Confucius) in the cubicle.
Li Sanjiang wrote this for Zhuang Zhuang.
Today, the number "3" is newly written on the blackboard today.
Tan Wenbin came back from his morning run, took a shower and changed into clean clothes at the wellhead.
It has to be said that even if he only managed to strengthen his body through the Corpse Retriever Kung Fu, that was still compared to a freak like Runsheng.
He comes from a police family and has good physical genes. In addition, he works out hard and eats a lot. When he is shirtless, he is no longer just a chicken but looks powerful to the naked eye.
Yin Meng’s skills in making coffins are worth mentioning. It is really warm in winter and cool in summer when sleeping inside.
Every night, Tan Wenbin and Runsheng slept in the coffin, one belonging to Li Sanjiang and the other belonging to Uncle Shan.
The reason why Uncle Shan's longevity materials are still kept here is because Li Sanjiang is worried that if he sends them to his home, Shanpao will lose money and sell them.
Anyway, it would be too late for Shan Pao to kick his legs one day and let Runsheng deliver the coffin.
Runsheng also fully agrees with this.
"Why is there a holiday tomorrow?" Li Sanjiang smoked a cigarette in confusion, "It looks like the college entrance examination is about to take place."
Tan Wenbin said: "Uncle, our school is not a college entrance examination center. We have to go to the college entrance examination center school. We have just two days off for everyone to prepare. The day before the exam, we will go to the college entrance examination center school together and live in their dormitory."
Li Sanjiang asked: "Can you deliver food?"
"Yes, if you don't live in the dormitory of the test center, you can still go home."
"That's okay." Li Sanjiang shook off the ashes, "I asked Tinghou to prepare rice cakes and rice dumplings that day, and I will deliver them to you on the morning of the college entrance examination."
"Hey." Tan Wenbin didn't refuse, just smiled.
"Take the exam well!" Li Sanjiang patted Zhuang Zhuang's shoulder, "It's good to study, really, it's good to study."
"Don't worry, uncle, I'll have no problem. I'll fill in the address for the admission notice here. When you finish reading it, uncle, I'll show it to my parents."
"Haha!" Li Sanjiang laughed happily, "Zhuangzhuang is good, you didn't eat so much food in vain."
After breakfast, Runsheng rode out the tricycle, and Li Zhuiyuan and Ali got on it.
The school will hold the last mobilization meeting for the college entrance examination today. At the request of the school, the boy has to make an appearance today.
When I came to school, the banners "Warmly congratulate our schoolmate Li Zhuiyuan for winning the first prize in the National Mathematical Olympiad Competition" were still brand-new at the school gate and on the teaching building at the back, and the older "city awards" and "provincial awards" also looked very good. bright.
Because the school really replaces new banners regularly.
"Xiaoyuan, Ali and I are waiting for you nearby." Runsheng pointed to the alley in the distance.
"Yes." Li Zhuiyuan responded, and then looked at Ali, who was still sitting on the tricycle, "We will go shopping later, and then eat fried skewers after shopping."
The girl nodded.
It is said that tomorrow is a holiday, but after the meeting in the morning, it is actually self-study. Students can go home directly to prepare, and Tan Wenbin will also come out.
Li Zhuiyuan walked into the school with a copy of Wei Zhengdao in his hand. Last semester, he would come back to take the exam during the monthly midterm exams. This semester... this is the first time he has entered the school gate.
The school did not urge him to come to school or take exams. It only used Tan Wenbin to insinuate Li Zhuiyuan's "sniff".
The boy walked straight to the principal's office, attracting many teachers to follow him along the way. It would not be surprising if he saw him every day, but this was the first time the boy appeared after winning the National Olympics.
Sun Qing should have been prepared, but she was not in her classroom but waiting here.
Seeing Li Zhuiyuan coming, she stepped forward, took the boy's hand, and said with a smile: "Let the head teacher take a look, oh, long time no see, our classmate Zhuiyuan has really grown taller."
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The class teacher claims to be the class teacher, which is very inconsistent. It's even weirder to say "Long time no see" to the students in his class.
But the teachers around him all looked at him with jealousy and envy, but no one cared about this bad speech.
Putting it into perspective, if they could get the title of class teacher who was the top scorer in the college entrance examination for free, they would be even more rude than Sun Qing.
If you write this on your resume from now on, whoever reads your resume will know that your top pick will never come to class.
Sun Qing led Li Zhuiyuan to the principal's office, where Teacher Yan and Teacher Su... that is, Li Zhuiyuan's teachers from various subjects were all there.
There are also cameras set up in the office.
Next, Li Zhuiyuan stood in the center, smiling, and then kept changing various arrangements and combinations behind him.
After the filming, Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but rub his cheeks. He was a good actor, but he felt a little sore at the moment.
Then, Wu Xinhan took the boy to the school auditorium.
The long table facing downwards, the middle seat belonged to Li Zhuiyuan, and the principal and vice principal only sat on either side of the boy.
The senior high school students were gradually entering the venue, and Li Zhuiyuan noticed that many of them were wearing bright yellow talismans, which were the lucky charms of "Zhuiyuan Secret Scroll".
When the boy failed to draw the talisman and thought hard about what use the talisman could have, he really didn't expect that it could have such an effect.
Especially the group of boys sitting in the first two rows simply unfolded the talisman paper and pasted it on their foreheads in order to absorb more prodigy luck at this moment.
This scene looks like two rows of people sitting in front of them fell down.
When interests are related, young people become superstitious, which can make old people feel that it is simply too feudal and superstitious.
Li Zhuiyuan saw Tan Wenbin sitting below making faces at him, then Zhou Yunyun came over, and the boy sitting next to Tan Wenbin gave up his seat consciously.
The principal and several teacher representatives began to speak.
Unlike the 100-day swearing-in meeting, you have to boost your fighting spirit, and you even spend money to hire "speech experts" from outside the school to come over and give you special injections.
The main purpose of this conference was to relieve students' stress and tell students that the college entrance examination is not the only path in life. At the same time, teachers from various subjects also gave some pointers to pay attention to during the exam.
Wu Xinhan turned around and asked the boy in a low voice: "Xiaoyuan, do you want to say a few words?"
Li Zhuiyuan made his final speech, a simple joke:
"Everyone remember to write 'solution' first when answering the question."
The crowd below was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, and then there was warm applause, with many people waving the "Chasing the Distance Secret Scroll" and talismans.
At the end of the conference, Li Zhuiyuan, accompanied by Wu Xinhan and other leaders and teachers, walked to the school gate.
The boy could feel the sadness from around him, because everyone knew very well that after leaving the campus this time, it would be difficult to see him again.
The boy was very grateful for the preferential treatment given to him by the school, so he stopped by the flower garden in front of the school.
Ignoring the sign that read "No entry into the flower garden," the boy walked in, bent down under the ginkgo tree, picked up a few leaves, and tucked them into a book.
This was also the purpose of bringing the book in this morning.
Wu Xinhan took off his glasses and cried.
The teachers also had red eyes.
The other teachers and leaders, seeing the principal crying, also silently cooperated and wiped the corners of their eyes.
Although it doesn't have such deep feelings or such strong expressions, it is not false.
Because tears sometimes fall, just to leave some wet traces in the book of life for easy aftertaste.
The classroom of the third year of high school has gone crazy.
The students tore up their papers and notebooks and scattered them downstairs.
The juniors and seniors downstairs and in the junior high school building opposite were lying on the balcony watching the seniors and seniors getting sick, with envy and admiration.
The teachers rarely came to maintain order, and the school cleaning lady happily picked up the sacks and started packing them to sell scraps.
Tan Wenbin rested his head on his hands and raised his feet on the desk, looking at the shouting classmates around him in a semi-lying position.
If he hadn't met Brother Xiaoyuan, if he hadn't gone through what happened half a year ago, he would still be the Zuo Protector now, and he would be the one who took the lead and made the most fun.
When others were going crazy, they were still a little conscious, but I was afraid that I would have to tear up the textbooks and become a loser who couldn't even read a serious book in the last two days.
But now, he only thinks that his classmates are so cute. He can enjoy this atmosphere, but he is too lazy to move and join in.
With the help of Brother Xiaoyuan, his scores in several mock tests were very stable and he was ranked at the top of the class. He just regarded the college entrance examination the day after tomorrow as a process that he was destined to go through, and there was nothing to be nervous about.
Zhou Yunyun was sitting where Li Zhuiyuan was. The surrounding environment was noisy and noisy, and everyone's voices were drowned out.
The female squad leader plucked up the courage and said in Tan Wenbin's ear:
"Tan Wenbin, I like you."
Tan Wenbin heard it, and his first reaction was to pretend not to hear it.
But when he thought that this was not appropriate, he turned his head and looked at Zhou Yunyun. The girl was not shy or shy, she was very magnanimous.
Tan Wenbin instinctively wanted to reach out and hook the squad leader's chin, and then imitated Gao Yanei's tone:
"Come on, girl, give me a smile."
But in the end, the boy only stretched out one arm and patted the monitor's back gently in a half-hug gesture.
Many students nearby saw this scene, but no one booed because it was so clean, as clean as a farewell to classmates in advance.
"Come on, let's get into a good university together!"
Neither agreed nor refused, it was not a promise but more like a blessing.
Zhou Yunyun also hugged back generously, and the two people's noses briefly smelled each other's scent.
Youth, if you say it, you will have no regrets.
Immediately, Tan Wenbin picked up his schoolbag, jumped over the desk gracefully, came to an empty table first, put the potted plant into his schoolbag, and then squeezed out of the crowd while yelling.
After overindulgence, it is inevitable to feel a little depressed.
After accompanying Brother Xiao Yuan to the commodity street and sitting down to eat fried skewers, Tan Wenbin took a skewer and ate the remaining two pieces of fried tofu on his plate.
Li Zhuiyuan picked up a piece of paper and gently wiped the sauce from the corner of Ah Li's mouth.
Then he turned to look at Tan Wenbin and asked deliberately: "You confessed to the squad leader and were rejected?"
Tan Wenbin: "Yeah."
Runsheng glanced at Binbin and said nothing. He lowered his head and took a bite before continuing to eat the chicken skewers.
This fried skewers stall is on the corner of the street, and their table is also in the most secluded place. Only here can Ali sit down and have something to eat quietly.
Li Zhuiyuan said: "Since it is your choice, just don't regret it."
"I have no regrets." Tan Wenbin took a sip of soda and burped, "Brother Xiaoyuan, our future is to fall into the ocean. Only in this way can we live up to the biceps I have worked so hard to build! ”
Li Zhuiyuan's eyes fell on Tan Wenbin's obviously overstuffed schoolbag, which contained the potted plant that had been placed on Zheng Haiyang's desk.
There are some things that Binbin never forgets.
This is what Li Zhuiyuan admires most about Tan Wenbin. After all, he lacks emotions and can even separate from his own mother.
At this moment, a few whistling guys reached out and pressed down on the two young students at the next table, saying that they were short of money recently and wanted to borrow some money to spend.
Tan Wenbin picked up the plate with the sauce in front of him and knocked one of them on the head.
As soon as the opponent turned around, Tan Wenbin kicked him in the heart and knocked him to the ground. Then he kicked him again and the opponent was kicked out.
This is a move aimed at death, and when used on a living person, the force is even more terrifying.
Seeing this, the other two companions started talking to the guys around them. One was holding a citric acid bottle and the other was holding a bamboo stick.
Runsheng looked at Li Zhuiyuan, who nodded while opening his mouth and taking a bite of the starch sausage handed over by Ali.
Runsheng stood up and walked over.
Tan Wenbin retreated behind Runsheng while shouting curse words.
It's not that he's afraid or that he thinks he can't win, but that he has an exam coming soon and he can't hurt his hand.
Soon, several gangsters were beaten to the ground by Runsheng. The gangsters lost their arrogance in trying to force others to get pocket money. Instead, they vomited blood, cried and shouted to call the police.
Runsheng used the tip of his shoe to count the teeth on the ground. When he saw that there were not enough, he stepped on the one with the best teeth.
"Poof! Poof!"
After the other party spit out his teeth, Runsheng finally felt comfortable.
At this time, not far away, a police car drove over. It was not coming to answer the police. It must have happened to be passing by on official business and saw the fighting here.
Tan Wenbin picked up his schoolbag, patted it gently, then put it on his shoulder, whistled, and bumped Runsheng with his arm:
"Come on, the note is coming."
Runsheng glanced at it and replied: "It's Dad Xie."
The door of the police car opened, and Tan Yunlong got out. On the way here, Tan Yunlong took off his police hat, and then kicked Tan Wenbin several times.
He had no choice but to point to his colleagues in the car and said, "This is my son."
Then, even through the car window, I could see my son's mouth saying "note".
"Ouch, ouch, ouch!"
Tan Wenbin kept dodging. Fortunately, he was also measured. He didn't lift his foot too high and only kicked his calf. It hurt but didn't bother him.
After venting his anger, Tan Yunlong asked: "What's wrong?"
Tan Wenbin: "Ruffian who collects protection money."
"You beat people like this?"
"We acted bravely and contributed to building a harmonious society."
The two students who had been pressured for money originally ran away. When the police came and found Tan Wenbin and Runsheng, they were afraid that they would be misunderstood, so they immediately came back to testify.
Tan Yunlong said: "Your mother and I went to Uncle Li's house to deliver cakes and rice dumplings to you in the evening. Your mother took out all the cheongsams she wore when she was young."
"Can my mother still wear that cheongsam?"
"I took it out without telling your mother and asked a tailor to help me change the size."
"Okay, Team Tan."
"Poor again?"
"I'm really not poor. I'm glad you have such means, otherwise this miracle like me wouldn't be born."
"Take the exam well."
"Yessir!"
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The college entrance examination test center is at Pingchao Middle School. Tan Wenbin went to school one night in advance and took a bus organized by the school to go to the test center with his classmates. At night, he also stayed in the dormitory of junior students who were temporarily on vacation.
Early in the morning, Tan Wenbin ran to the school gate. There were many parents gathered here, each bringing breakfast.
Tan Wenbin muttered while eating rice cakes and rice dumplings: "Uncle, did you ask Runsheng to ride a tricycle to bring you here early in the morning? It's quite far."
"No, Principal Wu drove to pick up Xiaoyuan to the test center, so I took a ride."
"Where's Xiaoyuan? Has he eaten it? Oh, no, Xiaoyuan doesn't need to eat this."
"No way, I let him eat it in the morning. It's just an exam after all, and Principal Wu also brought it with him."
"Okay, I'm done eating, uncle."
"Come on, Zhuangzhuang, skip the difficult problems, just do everything you know how to do, just try your best..."
Tan Wenbin listened patiently to Li Sanjiang's nagging, but Li Sanjiang only heard a few words. The brat didn't wave his hands to nag him and said, "I know, stop talking." Instead, he picked him up.
"Okay, Uncle Li, I understand."
Tan Wenbin opened his arms and hugged Li Sanjiang, then turned to find the class teacher.
Li Sanjiang smiled, he was always partial to Xiao Yuanhou, but Xiao Yuanhou was so sensible and well-behaved that in life, being strong and strong suited his temperament best.
Seeing Zhuang Zhuang walking away, Li Sanjiang waved towards his back again:
"Take the exam well, kid."
In other classes, the head teacher personally collects and releases the admission ticket. Here, Li Zhuiyuan is under the personal control of Principal Wu. When he gets off the bus, the stationery bag, admission ticket and other things are delivered to the boy.
The first subject in the morning was Chinese. Li Zhuiyuan spent a little more time than usual because he had to write more beautifully.
When waiting for the second subject of mathematics, Li Zhuiyuan quickly finished writing the paper. Before handing it in early, he tried to review the mathematics paper using the same ideas as for Tan Wenbin.
Then he blinked.
Because he found that from Tan Wenbin's perspective, this mathematics paper was too difficult.
No, it should be that for this year's candidates, the difficulty level is seriously beyond the standard.
Li Zhuiyuan was a little confused: Who asked the question like this? Did he have a grudge against the students?
Although everyone is facing the same set of problems, students whose psychological quality is not up to par may immediately explode after finishing the math test.
Li Zhuiyuan handed in his papers in advance and got into Principal Wu's car. Principal Wu opened the thermos bucket and let Li Zhuiyuan eat.
"Grandpa Principal, math is a little difficult this time."
"Ah?" Wu Xinhan was stunned for a moment. The first prize in the National Olympics competition is difficult to win, so how terrible is it to get the first prize in mathematics this year?
"For the average student."
"Oh, okay, I understand." Wu Xinhan took the reassurance first, and then realized something immediately, "Xiaoyuan, you eat first, I'll go find out."
After Li Zhuiyuan finished eating, he lay down in the car and took a nap.
Then, I was woken up by crying outside the car.
Turning around, I saw that many students were crying after taking the math test.
What's even more terrifying is that there are still a few students laughing, laughing like Jigong, seeing through the world.
Wu Xinhan returned to the car, wiping his sweat and cursing: "I heard about it. A bastard student was caught stealing a test paper. It was a temporary spare paper for this math test.
The difficulty of this backup paper is a bit exaggerated. I have asked the teachers to appease the emotions of the students in each class. ”
"Grandpa Principal, who issued the spare volume?"
"I don't know yet, but I think this guy will be scolded by students for decades."
After finishing the exam in the afternoon, Li Zhuiyuan was sent home. Before dawn the next day, Wu Xinhan drove to pick him up again.
After the exam was over in the afternoon, at Li Zhuiyuan's request, Tan Wenbin came out.
"Ah, the bed in the dormitory is really not as comfortable as the coffin at home."
Wu Xinhan glanced at the rearview mirror and thought Tan Wenbin was making a wisecrack.
Tan Wenbin added: "Other subjects are fine, but math is really difficult this time. I really can't write a few big questions at all. I can only follow your instructions, first write the word 'solution', and then read Fill in the relevant formulas one after another.”
Li Zhuiyuan: “I can calculate the points.”
"Really?" Tan Wenbin blinked in disbelief, "This is mathematics, not Chinese or politics."
Wu Xinhan also pricked up his ears. He is the principal, but he is not in charge of specific teaching work.
Li Zhuiyuan: "The questions this time are too difficult. The college entrance examination is for ranking. When marking the papers, I will definitely find ways to widen the distinction between scores and find ways to get points for you. Maybe I can give you a 'solution' to a big question." You count a lot of points.”
Tan Wenbin: "Then our school won't distribute it this time. The students I know basically followed what you said in the pre-exam meeting. When they get the test paper, they first write down all the 'solutions' to the questions."< br>
Wu Xinhan honked the car horn cheerfully: "Beep, beep, beep, beep!"
...After the exam, all that is left is to wait for the results. After all, the application form was filled out before the college entrance examination.
Li Zhuiyuan also officially began to prepare for his college life. The first thing he had to do was to move out all the dozen boxes of books in the basement of his grandfather's house to dry them.
He has so many books, documents and drawings on hand in the past six months that he hasn't gone to the basement to look for books in a long time.
But since I’m going to Jinling, I definitely have to choose a few more sets to take with me.
Runsheng, Yin Meng and Tan Wenbin hurriedly moved all the boxes to the second floor, and then took them out in sets and spread them out for Li Zhuiyuan to sift through.
In fact, the dam is more spacious, but Grandma Liu is sitting there drinking tea after all, and Li Zhuiyuan doesn't want to show off any Qin Liu family's skills inside.
In terms of appearance, it would be really ugly.
But what Li Zhuiyuan didn't expect was that he found an even more embarrassing one.
"General Outline of Qimen".
After reading a few pages, the boy held the book and stood there for a long time.
I worked so hard, time and energy to decipher that set of books, only to find that the code book was actually in the basement of my home?
Fortunately, Li Zhuiyuan did not find the written version of "Qi's Spring and Autumn" in the following book, otherwise he might really collapse.
At the moment, he can only comfort himself. The process of forcibly deciphering is also a kind of learning, which can help him deepen his understanding and quickly comprehend the Qi family's secret space skills.
World view, morality, health, gathering yin and nourishing yang, extracting yang and nourishing yin...
These types account for the majority. They are actually quite important and can even be described as "precious", but for a teenager, they can be brushed aside first.
Li Zhuiyuan mainly wanted reference books. In the end, he selected three sets, namely "Miasa Classics", "Qi Shaping Summary" and "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra".
Although Wei Zhengdao's book also talks about the method of breaking miasma, and Qin and Liu's family also talk about looking at qi, they are a bit equivalent to formulas and not so down-to-earth. The first two books are specific examples under this formula. Help yourself lay a better foundation.
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra" talks about walking in the yin. The twelve Yin family methods I learned are the basic walking in the yin. This book is more advanced. The cover page of the book says:
Those who have learned this method can go through the netherworld, step on the underworld, and go to the seat of the Bodhisattva to listen to Buddhist principles.
Of course, this is an exaggeration, but it also illustrates the usefulness of this book. Anyway, the books in the master's basement are not full of nonsense.
What made Li Zhuiyuan a little disappointed was that he could not find any more books from Wei Zhengdao, nor from the Qin and Liu families.
Moreover, Li Zhuiyuan also vaguely discovered that his past method of improving through simply "reading books" had reached a certain critical point.
Because inheritance ultimately depends on "people", even in today's industrial age, we will face the phenomenon of technology being "lost" due to the replacement of industrial skilled workers.
For example, the things Luo Gong is "mailing" to himself now have long been out of the scope of books. Behind every piece of data and design information is the hard work of countless people in the contemporary era.
Next, Runsheng and the others put the reclassified books back into boxes and moved them to the basement again.
These books are all treasures, and their prices are not low now. When the antique craze comes in the future, the price will only be higher, especially that guy Wei Zhengdao, who likes to use Buddhist paper to write books, and those things are even more expensive.
It can be said that the grandfather has always lived on the golden pile.
But...it seems that the grandpa is not short of money either.
Even if the master's wealth were to increase tenfold in an instant, he would still be living the life he is living now.
When Li Zhuiyuan went to wash his hands at the wellhead and came back, he saw Li Sanjiang sitting on a chair in the corner of the Bazi, holding a pen in his hand and facing a notebook, as if he was settling accounts.
"Master, what are you thinking about?"
"My grandpa is paying your tuition fees."
"Master, my tuition is exempted."
"What about accommodation and book expenses?"
"It's also free."
"Living expenses..."
"There are scholarships."
"Co-author Xiao Yuanhou, you don't have to spend a penny from your family to go to college?"
"You should still be able to make some money."
"Hmph!"
Li Sanjiang threw away his pen and crossed his arms.
Sending a great-grandson to college was a burden but even more of a joy. Now his joy has been deprived of him.
He used to fantasize about going to the post office to remit money to his great-grandson on a fixed day every month. When people on the street asked him why he went there, he would sigh and proudly hold up the remittance slip: "Hey, this is not for our Xiaoyuan Hou." Is the money gone?”
If the child didn't have enough money to spend, he would be happy to make a temporary call to Aunt Zhang's canteen, and he would be happy to scrape together some more money and quickly remit it to help.
Well, now the dream is broken.
Li Zhuiyuan had no choice but to step forward and put his arms around his grandfather's neck: "Master, the money is not enough. I have to buy books, I have to buy information, I have to buy new shoes and new clothes, and I have to compare with other students in the class."
The corners of Li Sanjiang's mouth began to curl up.
"I can't live worse than my classmates in the city, and I can't let them laugh at me for coming from the countryside. So, Master, you still have to send me money every month."
Li Sanjiang nodded vigorously and agreed: "Yes, that's the truth!"
In the distance, Liu Yumei, who was drinking tea, almost spit out the tea she just drank in her mouth.
The old lady wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief and said to Aunt Liu who was standing next to her: "This brat has mastered how to coax his grandfather."
Aunt Liu reminded in a low voice: "The brat is here."
Li Zhuiyuan came over and saw that the tea was a little cold, so he helped make another pot.
"Grandma Liu, will you continue to live here after I go to college?"
"Go to your university and do whatever you want with me."
"But..."
"But what the hell, do you really think you are a great person?"
"Yes, yes, you said it."
"People, sometimes don't think too highly of yourself, or you may fall down easily."
"What you taught me is that I remember it."
"Go ahead and leave me alone."
"Hey, okay."
Li Zhuiyuan ran away.
Liu Yumei gently cut the tea lid and whispered to Aunt Liu: "Ating, do we have a house in Jinling?"
“Yes, but it’s a bit far from Haihe University.”
"Then choose to buy one nearby."
"Got it."
"Oh, I am doing this for Ah Li's condition. Over the past year, Ah Li has become much better in all aspects. It is normal for the children I brought up to be cold-tempered. I don't expect Ah Li to be that lively. Such an active girl, but she still can't speak.
No matter what, we have to let that brat heal our Ali until she can speak. ”
"Then do you plan to accept him as a registered disciple? Don't you want to leave here now."
"Don't worry, now we have something to ask of him. It's not easy to accept a disciple directly at this time.
When you get to Jinling, take the time to put "Liu's Qi-Wang Jue" on his desk and let him learn to read it first. When there are too many things that he can't understand, he will not be able to help himself and come to me for advice. When the time comes, Let's go down the slope again. ”
"You are still thoughtful."
"Haha, no matter how smart a child is, he is still a child after all. How many tricks can he have?"
"Haha, that's true."
Aunt Liu covered her mouth and chuckled. She was a bystander and could tell that the boy just came over deliberately to beg for a scolding.
The old lady joked that Li Sanjiang was played to perfection, but she herself was also played to perfection.
During dinner, the postman came on a bicycle and shouted across the rice fields:
"I passed the exam, I passed the exam!"
These days, if your child goes to a technical secondary school or a vocational school, there will always be wine in the house, let alone a good, serious university.
Tan Wenbin immediately put down his chopsticks and was about to go out when Li Sanjiang stopped him, then took out two packs of cigarettes from his pocket and threw one unopened pack to Tan Wenbin:
"Go quickly!"
"Hey!"
Tan Wenbin went to get the admission notice and was admitted to Haihe University.
In fact, he was not that excited. Even though the college entrance examination mathematics paper was difficult, it did not affect his mentality and performance in other subjects. This admission notice came very naturally.
However, after walking through the cover of the rice fields and about to appear in front of everyone on the Bazi, Tan Wenbin still raised his admission notice and ran excitedly, shouting:
"I passed the exam, I passed the exam!"
The dinner ended with laughter and everyone chatted until late at night.
Then, those who should go back to bed go back to bed, and those who should go into the coffin go into the coffin.
Li Zhuiyuan took a shower, opened his grandfather's door first and walked in.
Li Sanjiang was sitting on the bed, counting money.
"Master."
"Hey." Li Sanjiang nodded, "This is the wedding money for Zhuang Zhuang."
"Yeah."
"Marquis Runsheng and Marquis Meng will also accompany you to Jinling, right?"
"Yes."
"Then you have to prepay the money for renting the house, and I can make up the money here, no problem."
"Brother Liangliang has a rented house outside the school. I live on campus and they can live at Brother Liangliang's place. Brother Liangliang doesn't go home often anyway."
“But it’s not convenient to live there.”
"Uncle Tan wants to rent a house for Brother Binbin. This is a prerequisite for Brother Binbin's college entrance examination."
"Okay, Zhuangzhuang is not an outsider."
"Master, will you be lonely after we leave?"
"You're going to college. It's not like you won't come back after the holidays. Ya'er, don't worry about your grandpa. When you were young and energetic, you should go out and have a look. Your grandpa and I were also hanging around outside when we were young. The master of the house cannot be found.”
"What happened at home..."
"I made an agreement with your grandma. They will move in with me. Your grandma is still in good health and can help with the work and farming. If your grandma is not good at crafts, the paper man will be so pierced that you can't even see a ghost.
Just let your grandma do the cooking. Marquis Gui Ying can cook. ”
"Master, do you know Aunt Liu is leaving?"
"She has marinated several jars of pickles and sauces in advance, and made a large number of paper dolls at home. The meaning is very obvious. I guess she will mention it to me in a few days.
I just need to find someone who is smart and can do the job. Hey, I'll ask someone to ask more questions later. ”
"Master, as long as you have a clue in your mind."
"Xiao Yuanhou, don't worry about your grandpa. In this world, no one can really live without someone." Li Sanjiang reached out and touched the boy's head. "Outside, just play when you have to. Don't worry about your grandpa if I get sick." Even if it doesn’t work anymore, I won’t hide it and not call you.”
"Well, I understand."
"Oh, by the way, there is something else that needs to be dealt with. The things I have here were left to you in a will made in front of the village chief and the others.
But Big Beard’s house, bah, no, it’s Dalinzi’s house. Although that house and the peach forest are also in my name, they were not included in the will notarization that day.
In two days, I will invite the village chief and others to have another drink and have the place notarized.
I guessed that after walking in Dalinzi for such a long time, there was no phone call or letter from anyone, so there was probably no one around. ”
Li Zhuiyuan knew that Ding Dalin and the others had been gone for almost a year.
Li Sanjiang blew out a smoke ring and smacked his lips: "Although it's a bit unsightly to do this, Xiao Yuanhou, you are going to travel far away after all. If something happens to me, bah bah bah, in short, we can Just in case.
In the village, if you don't clarify everything in advance, it will be easy to argue.
Anyway, Ding Dalin and I have an agreement. The house and land are in my name and he can live there. After he leaves, it will be given to you, Xiao Yuanhou. If he comes back one day in the future, you can continue to let him live there. . ”
The day after tomorrow, Li Sanjiang set up a table of small drinks at Big Beard's house, invited the village chief and others to come over and make a new will, and then they all drank.
Li Sanjiang was a little drunk today and drank too much. Runsheng carried him back and pushed the cart over.
There were some candles and yellow paper on the car, and the guys set up an offering table on the dam facing the peach forest.
Although Wei Zhengdao's friend had bad intentions, he actually did good things. No matter how many times people slandered him, he did keep the place safe for a whole year.
It is estimated that it can continue year after year, and God knows when he will completely die.
In this world, there are few pure and flawless existences. Many of the "protective beasts" in myths and legends from various places are not good things in origin.
What Li Zhuiyuan did today was a small imperial ceremony.
Adding the word "小" in front actually has nothing to do with the imperial edict at the end. It is essentially the same as the villagers throwing pig heads into the water to worship the Dragon King.
Regardless of whether you are willing or not, I will put on the "high hat" for you first, so that even if you want to make trouble in the future, you will be somewhat embarrassed.
Burning paper, reciting mantras, and chanting sutras, Li Zhuiyuan completed this ritual process very seriously.
This set of procedures has no real effect and is purely formalistic. It is far worse than just lying on the ground of the peach forest and having a sneak peek.
But this is a performance for everyone to watch. It mainly expresses an attitude.
After the ceremony, Li Zhuiyuan stood in front, holding the rice wine bowl in his left hand and the incense in his right hand. He moved the bottom of the incense in the wine bowl three times.
Behind them, Runsheng, Tan Wenbin and Yinmeng were holding the same things and doing the same movements.
"Toast."
The three of them stepped forward together, stretched the bowl out of the dam, and poured the wine into the mud below.
Then, Li Zhuiyuan stepped forward alone. Three wet patches could be clearly seen below the dam. But when Li Zhuiyuan poured down the wine in his hand, the wine was instantly absorbed by the ground, and the ground became dry again, leaving even a few wine stains. None of them could stay.
This is really done.
Li Zhuiyuan could even imagine the ferocious laughter of the thing underground. He really wanted to see himself practicing the techniques in Wei Zhengdao's black book, and ending up as miserable as him.
Unfortunately, he was doomed to be disappointed. He had already learned the Black Book and had even used it several times, but there was no trace of being parasitized to death.
Suddenly, Li Zhuiyuan thought of a possibility.
Maybe, while he and others were slandering him, he was also slandering himself and others underground.
Because from his "perspective", because of his existence, there will be no dead ones nearby. This means that even if he learns the black book, he cannot control the dead ones and cannot "get sick".
But he had to hold on, wanting to see his miserable ending, but the harder he held on, as long as he didn't leave his hometown, he would not encounter death.
This is a knot that makes both of them uncomfortable.
However, you can take advantage of this.
Breaking away from the previous scope of religious rituals and chanting sutras, I can say something else.
Li Zhuiyuan pointed his toes slightly outward, stood still, and looked forward.
"Crack!"
I gave myself a snap of my fingers, opened my eyes and walked away!
Half of the vision is reality and half is gray.
I didn't learn the basics before, and thought I had to fall asleep every time I went to the yin. Later, I gradually figured out the half-dream and half-awake state. But in fact, I can directly take care of both.
Otherwise, if the Taoist monks were to deal with the dirty things, they would have to sleep if they wanted to see the dirty things. They could see the dirty things while sleeping, but how to deal with the dirty things?
Looking back at the past, Li Zhuiyuan admired himself a little. Just like deciphering "The Spring and Autumn Annals of the Qi Family", he always relied on his brain to forcibly come up with stupid solutions.
The boy didn't see that "it", but he could see a faint layer of black under the original pond in the peach forest.
"Before I met you, I could often encounter people who fell down. After I met you, I couldn't.
Now, I am leaving home to study. I will definitely encounter many dead people outside. I will use the methods in the black book you gave me.
But I don’t believe that I will become a being like you, neither human nor ghost. I am more talented than you, I am smarter than you, and I am better off than you.
Don’t believe it,
In a few years, we'll see.
Oh,
By the way,
If nothing happens at home, I won't come back. ”
After he finished speaking, the originally black soil layer gradually became stained with a layer of blood red, but it quickly disappeared.
Li Zhuiyuan snapped his fingers again, ending his walk, and his vision returned to normal.
Tan Wenbin, who was standing behind him, also imitated the gesture of snapping his fingers.
Of course, he was just imitating Brother Xiao Yuan's posture. Now he wanted to take the initiative to move to the yin. In order to increase the success rate, he had to burn incense and chant sutras first.
Li Zhuiyuan finished speaking. What he meant was, if you don't want me to go back here and live safely, then you should continue to ensure that my hometown is safe and sound, so that I can wander around as much as I want, and end up crying when I end up as miserable as you. Come to see you here and let you get what you want.
However, if you look at it more closely, the only relatives in my hometown are the grandfather and grandma. If you look into the relationship more carefully and look at the relationship in the household registration book, there is actually only one grandfather in the family.
But my grandpa is so lucky that he doesn't seem to need the care of the person below.
Even if he and others leave, the master only needs to recruit one more worker to continue to live a nourishing life of wine and meat.
To put it bluntly, if there is really trouble, Uncle Shan can come over and take care of it.
After all, Uncle Shan's longevity is still in his hands.
After everyone left Big Beard's house, they didn't go home directly. Instead, they went to Aunt Zhang's canteen to call Xue Liangliang. Not long after, the call was returned.
Li Zhuiyuan asked about the accommodation there, and Xue Liangliang assured him that it was no problem and everything had been arranged.
After both parties confirmed the date of early admission, Xue Liangliang offered to drive a truck back from Jinling to pick them up, considering everyone had a lot of luggage.
While talking on the phone, Luo Gong's question came from behind, and Xue Liangliang replied: "Teacher, I will drive a truck to pick up my junior brother in a while. He has a lot of luggage, including a pile of books and design drawings. He can take a train or a long-distance bus." It's inconvenient, he's still young.
It's okay, no trouble. Junior brother is important. I have that driver's license. I got it and took the test for the convenience of construction. Haha, you can borrow a car for me when the time comes. Hey, okay, okay. ”
Li Zhuiyuan knew clearly that Brother Liangliang was so enthusiastic that he drove here in person, it must not only be for the sake of brotherhood, but also because he was eager for the opportunity to get leave from Luo Gong.
Thinking about it now, Uncle Qin was a step too slow and failed to penetrate Baijia Town in time.
After hanging up the phone and returning home, Li Zhuiyuan told Aunt Liu in the kitchen the date of joining the school.
Aunt Liu was a little surprised and said: "There is still a long time before summer vacation, why are you so anxious to enroll in school?"
"Ang, I can't wait to enter the university campus."
"Okay, when your uncle wakes up, I will talk to your uncle."
"Okay, thank you Aunt Liu."
"Why thank you for this little thing? It's just a matter of convenience."
After Li Zhuiyuan went upstairs, Aunt Liu wiped her hands on her apron, walked out of the kitchen and went to the east room, telling Liu Yumei the date.
"So early? Have we decided on the house?"
"It has been decided a long time ago."
"Okay, you should also pack your things. The main ones are Ali's clothes and the patterns I designed. Don't leave them behind."
"Don't worry about that."
"Oh, by the way, there is also Ali's collection box. Number them all and don't bump into them. They are all her treasures."
"I understand."
The east room is a bungalow. Since there is no fire and the kitchen is not here, it has a living room and two bedrooms. Liu Yumei and Ali sleep together in the north bedroom.
Aunt Liu walked to the door of the south bedroom, opened the door, and was immediately startled. The boxes were piled high, and they were all piled up to the door of the bedroom.
"Oh, there are so many?"
Liu Yumei breathed out helplessly: "You don't know how much space those design drawings take up, and the Bai family's son-in-law is so diligent in delivering them."
"Don't worry, I will arrange for people to move it. The house in Jinling has a basement and can be stored. So these tablets..."
Liu Yumei looked at the altar table. At first, the tablets were all dated, and then gradually the new ones replaced the old ones. Now, they are all brand new.
"After we go to Jinling, purchase some thunderwood and carve another set, no, let's make two sets. Don't cut off Ali's handicraft materials."
"Wouldn't it be more convenient to just give Ali the thunder wood directly?"
Liu Yumei shook her head, stood up, walked to the table, opened the drawer, took out a painting, and slowly unfolded it: "This is a painting by Ali."
Liu Ting came over and saw that the painting was a room with a very high threshold. Outside the door, there were many ghosts. The oil on the table inside the door was all gone, and all the tablets were cracked.
"They are willing. When Ali stops digging at them, it proves that Ali doesn't blame them anymore."
……
Xue Liangliang drove a truck to pick them up. In order not to block the village road, he simply dug it into the ground. After all, it was the land of the grandfather's family, so no one would say anything.
Runsheng and the others began to carry the luggage. There was indeed a lot of stuff, and an ordinary pickup truck might not be able to fit it in.
Li Zhuiyuan and Ah Li had already said their goodbyes in the room. The boy and the girl had a tacit understanding and no sadness about separation.
But when they went downstairs together, in front of Liu Yumei, the boy showed reluctance, while the girl lowered her eyes and looked lost.
After Li Zhuiyuan got into the truck, he asked Xue Liangliang with some worry:
"Brother Liangliang, can you still drive?"
"Don't worry, sit down." Xue Liangliang started the car and turned the steering wheel while saying, "Xiaoyuan, give me the cushion on your side and I'll give it a cushion on your waist."
……
A few days after Li Zhuiyuan and the others went to school, Aunt Liu also formally submitted her resignation to Li Sanjiang.
Li Sanjiang had already expected it, and everyone had a simple break-up meal. When it was time to settle wages, Li Sanjiang gave two extra red envelopes.
"One is yours and the other is Ali's."
Aunt Liu looked at Liu Yumei, wondering whether she should accept this or not.
Liu Yumei nodded: "Keep it, it's your Uncle Sanjiang's sincere wish."
Immediately afterwards, Li Sanjiang took out another thicker red envelope and carefully handed it to Ah Li.
Although Li Sanjiang also saw the changes in the girl this year, he was still a little afraid of the girl, especially when Xiao Yuanhou was not with her.
Liu Yumei's eyes narrowed and she asked: "Old man, what are you thinking about?"
"This is for the child. We, Xiao Yuanhou, are pitiful. His parents divorced and left him here alone. Fortunately, there is a maid here to play with her."
Liu Yumei couldn't help but feel warm in her heart when she saw that Li Sanjiang didn't say "to my great-grandson's wife."
She reached out and took it:
"I accepted it for Ali. After I went to Jinling and met Xiaoyuan, I gave him a bigger one."
……
After Liu Yumei's family moved out, Li Weihan and Cui Guiying moved in immediately.
With Li Weihan drinking and chatting with him, Li Sanjiang didn't feel lonely.
For Li Weihan, this was the beginning of fulfilling his promise to provide for Uncle Sanjiang in his old age, although Uncle Sanjiang was still very strong.
However, he still used this excuse to let his four sons take back all the grandchildren who had been sent to him. They would take care of the elders first and then the younger ones. He, Li Weihan, could tell the difference clearly.
Soon, someone came to my door and wanted to make paper.
She is a woman, she looks to be in her thirties, she seems to be quite honest, she is from Shigang, her husband is dead, she has no children, she came out of her husband's family, her mother's family doesn't treat her brothers very well, she wants to work here. Food and accommodation.
Li Sanjiang asked her to make a paper figurine first. Unexpectedly, the woman's hands were so skillful that she quickly made a lifelike paper figurine.
"Okay, it's yours, stay. By the way, you just said your name is Yinghou, what's your last name?"
"Xiao Yingying."
(End of this volume)
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