Chapter 448: Nanming Is a Bastard

In several villages near Nanjia Town, everyone's surname is Nan.

Nanming, a rather rare surname in other places, looks like Chinese cabbage everywhere, which makes Nanming feel quite strange.

Wei Rong really cared about his work. He found a cousin from the nearby police station who was beating around the bush. He found this Nanming who lived in the next village. One family saves Nan Ming a lot of trouble.

Then Wei Rong drove Nan Ming and Xiang Guoliang to this small village.

To be honest, Nan Ming has never seen such dilapidated low earthen houses and muddy roads a few times since he was a child. Just now, Wei Rong polished the car to a shiny finish, but now it has become dirty again. Splattered with mud.

When he arrived at the place, Wei Rong got out of the car and picked up a few bricks, paved a way for Nan Ming, went to the side to stamp the mud on his feet, and then went to knock on the door.

After a long time, a slow and old voice came from the door: "Who is it..."

To say it is a door is a bit of an exaggeration, it is just a few broken boards, and a dog can get in through the cracks in the door.

The surrounding walls were also made of soil blocks. At this time, most of them have collapsed. You can directly see the courtyard, and you can walk in with your legs. The small square courtyard is only 20 square meters in size. There is a tree in the courtyard. There are old trees and a small vegetable field.

This house is also completely built of adobe. There has been a big crack in the wall, and newspapers and plastic bags have been stuffed to keep out the wind. There was originally a small earthen house next to the house, which may have been a kitchen, but now the kitchen has also collapsed. Halfway through, no one could get in for a long time. Near the door, a briquette stove was placed, and a small kettle was steaming.

When they inquired before, they knew that this Nanming's parents had both died, and there was only one old lady. Hearing this voice, it should be the old lady who came out.

"Grandma, hello, we are friends of Nan Ming, and we are here to find Nan Ming." Nan Ming is very polite, but it always feels weird to meet someone with the same name and surname.

An eye flashed through the crack of the door, and saw three men outside, a young man and two burly men. The man behind the door hesitated for a while, and opened the door with a creak.

An old lady with all white hair and a stooped figure appeared in front of Nan Ming.

"That bastard has no friends, you are here to ask for debts, my old lady has no money to help that bastard pay off the debts, move out if you see anything!"

Looking at the old lady's eyes, there was resentment, despair, and numbness. Obviously, she didn't know how many times she had encountered this situation.

Nan Ming and the others were stunned.

They didn't expect it, no wonder when they inquired about this place just now, everyone's expressions were very strange, so they thought they were here to ask for debts?

"Don't move? If you don't move, let's go!" The door slammed shut, and the cough gradually faded away.

Several people looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Wei Rong turned his head to look left and right, and saw not far behind him, an old man basking in the sun sitting on the side of the road, smoking a dry pipe, walked over quickly, passed a cigarette first, and said, "Master, what is this?" What's going on."

"Aren't you guys also deceived by that little bastard?" The uncle said in a loud voice, "Nan Ming of his family was not a thing when he was young! The crow even knows how to feed his mother, and he is even a beast. Worse! His parents died early, and his grandma pulled him up with one hand, this bastard is good, thinking about getting rich all day long, even his grandma's coffin was swept away!"

Nan Ming was suddenly a little embarrassed, being scolded by name, this feeling has not passed for a long time.

Even though he knew he wasn't scolding him, he still felt awkward.

Next to Xiang Guoliang suppressed a smile, Nan Ming didn't say why he was looking for this person with the same name and surname, and they didn't ask, they always felt that the young people probably had enough time to eat.

But the current situation is indeed something they did not expect.

This kind of old man who gathers together all day is actually the most well-informed. Wei Rong passed a few cigarettes over and told all the glorious deeds of this Nan Ming.

"This Nan Ming, since I was young, I never said a word of truth. Since I was a child, I have learned to cheat other dolls with sugar wrapped in stones, and to exchange eggs at the canteen with other people's food dried on the road. Now, on this street, if you ask every house, there is no one that has not been cheated by him. There is a long queue every day for the debtor. The old sister-in-law dug out the coffins one by one and stole them, and the old sister-in-law cried for three days and three nights, almost blinded by crying, and then she let out the word that there is no such grandson."

Rural people in this remote place have a strong sense of clan. If they hadn't become desperate, they wouldn't even recognize their grandson.

"This boy, you don't know how much he is. He dares to lie to my old man. Last time I went to the town to buy dry tobacco, he said he would bring it back for me. I don't know why I got confused and gave him the money. Now, this bastard still owes me 20 yuan!" As he spoke, the old man became excited.

"Then where has he gone now?" Nan Ming felt that if the old man was allowed to continue talking, he would go to hell on the 18th floor, so he quickly changed the subject.

"Who knows? He probably died somewhere! You bastard!" the old man cursed.

Wei Rong hurriedly handed over another cigarette, and the old man accepted it with a smile, and said, "I heard that he seems to be going to Lin County, and he said that he wants to be a big ticket, and he will have no worries about food and clothing in the future."

"Lin County? Which Lin County is it?" Nan Ming asked.

"I don't know, I'm not his father." The uncle took two cigarettes, patted his buttocks and left, leaving behind three people who were speechless.

"It's right to lie to you for 20 yuan!" Nan Ming slandered, this kind of NPC who inquired about information, took two cigarettes for nothing and didn't give him a clear explanation. It's really unprofessional!

"It's okay, my bag of Zhonghua contains Futaba, and two Futaba are only a few cents. It's worth it to inquire about the information." Wei Rong smiled.

Nan Ming also smiled, feeling better at last.

"Are you really pretending to be Futaba?" Xiang Guoliang asked in a low voice while pulling Wei Rong.

"That old smoking gun, you can smell it with your nose. Doesn't this make Mr. Nan happy?" Wei Rong said.

Xiang Guoliang looked at Nan Ming who was happy, and nodded silently. This guy Wei Rong is really good at handling Mr. Nan's temper. It seems that he is really funny.

"Mr. Nan, you wait here. I'll ask some people." Wei Rong said, this winter, don't have too many grandparents basking outside the door, someone will always know.

Wei Rong asked Nan Ming and Xiang Guoliang to wait in the car, and walked through the muddy water by himself. He came back after a while, and said, "I found out, he and three or four nearby rogues went to Jinshan Mountain County, each of these people brought a lot of money when they left, it seems that they really plan to do something. Mr. Nan, shall we go to Jinshan County now?"

Wei Rong wiped off the muddy water on his feet, and was about to drive when he got in the car, but Nan Ming turned to look at the dilapidated earthen house next to him.

If he didn't see it, that's all. Now that he saw it, how could he just leave?

"Brother Wei, can you help me find some masons and the like to repair this old man's house? Then go buy some firewood and coal and come back. It's so cold today, I really don't know how this old grandma lives."

Seeing the big crack on the wall that was whistling with wind, Nan Ming felt that he was freezing.

Wei Rong and Xiang Guoliang looked at each other, and said, "Sure, leave it on me, when we come back..."

"It's not a hurry to find someone." Nan Ming said, "Brother Wei, what should you do with this matter, and get it done first."

This matter still has to fall on those old men and women who are basking in the sun. From these people, they asked about the home of the village party secretary. The village party secretary was playing cards with some old men at home. With a suspicious look on his face, everything involving this Nanming family is nothing good, it's probably a scam.

When I came out, I saw the car with the provincial capital license plate, and then I saw a few people dressed in bright clothes, so I was a little convinced.

Nan Ming didn't say much, and asked Xiang Guoliang to come forward, counted thousands of dollars, handed it to the village chief, and said, "Find some people to repair the house, and get some firewood for the old man to pile in the yard. , when it rains or snows, help the old man to send some rice, vegetables, meat and fish, and when you have nothing to do, go and have a look around, these few thousand yuan will be enough to last until the beginning of spring." Nan Ming dare not give more, as the so-called Sheng Mi En Dou Michou. Moreover, giving money to the elderly, or giving too much money, is troublesome, and people miss it. Instead, it is better to give it to the village party secretary.

When the village party secretary got the money, he believed it, his chest was pounding loudly, and he thanked Guoliang again and again, saying that they did not do a good job of respecting the elderly, and that the big boss from the provincial capital should worry about it.

Xiang Guoliang was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and pretended to be a big boss, but his family knew about his own affairs, and knew that the real boss was watching them from the car behind, so he couldn't help but feel nervous.

Xiang Guoliang and Wei Rong got into the car, and Wei Rong said to Nan Ming, "Mr. Nan, this is too much money. The repair of the house can be done by just one person. Just make some mud, mix it with straw, and fill it in." Going into the cracks, how can I persist for a whole winter, and I can fix it for her. The remaining rice, vegetables, meat, fish, etc., how many meals can a widowed old man eat? A few hundred yuan a month is enough. "

Nan Ming said: "Give the money to the village party secretary, let him get some benefits, and it will be good."

Wei Rong and Xiang Guoliang looked at each other, and suddenly felt that what Nan Ming said made sense.

The idea of ​​the big boss is different.

In this way, the two of them can be regarded as having a better understanding of Nan Ming. When they meet by chance, Nan Ming can help a lonely old man to such an extent. If they are so thoughtful, if they do their best...

In fact, let alone Wei Rong at this moment, even Xiang Guoliang has begun to fall in love.

It's not easy to meet noble people in life. If you can't seize the opportunity, you will really regret it for the rest of your life.

Not long after Nan Ming and the others left, the village secretary took seven or eight people to the old lady's house, grabbed the old lady's hand and said, "Old sister-in-law, I did something wrong before, and I didn't care enough for you..."

The old lady's eyes were straightened, what happened? He said in panic: "His big brother, did that son of a bitch Nan Ming cause some trouble again?"

"No, no, I didn't expect you to have a relative in the provincial capital..." the village party secretary said, "Our village square has been hardened and there is no money, can you give the big boss a good word?"

The old lady's eyes became straighter, and she was anxious, that bastard Nan Ming must have cheated someone again, what should I do? This bastard who kills thousands of knives!

"Ah-choo! Ah-choo! Ah-choo!" Nan Ming sneezed three times and touched his nose, "Who is cursing me?" (To be continued.)