Chapter 764 The Real Boss of Heba
"Near Kaitian Garden, there may be rumors of a disappearance in the past few days. Please control it."
Jiang Ning sent a message to Shao Shuangshuang to deal with the aftermath.
Shao Shuangshuang, who was far away in Changqingye Building, received the news. She looked as usual. Jiang Ning's image in her heart was no longer an existence that could be restricted by the rules of the real world.
Occasionally doing such a small thing is not excessive at all, and she replied as usual: "Okay."
Later, Shao Shuangshuang called the secretariat and told them to handle public opinion, coordinate relations between all parties, and eliminate the impact of the incident.
The world is a huge network of relationships. People like the Wu brothers can have people help cover up the troubles they have committed, not to mention the huge Evergreen Liquid?
Nowadays, countless people are tied to the chariot of Changqingye in Yuzhou, and they are marching forward. As for the ants who are crushed to death in the wheels, who cares?
'It's just...' Her red eyes narrowed, and the moles on the corners of her eyes aroused her charm: 'Maybe in his eyes, we are also ants, right? ’
…
Jiang Ning rode a battery car to find Shen Qing'e.
Shen Qing'e, who had had a few minutes to buffer herself, now calmed down and recalled what had just happened, and her heart became even more wonderful.
She was born in a rural area and did not enjoy many privileges. Her parents were farmers who dug in the soil. Later, with the wave of migrant workers, they went to work in coastal cities, and they have been doing their jobs.
Such children are inherently inferior in terms of social status.
Fortunately, Shen Qing'e is a girl with a beautiful appearance. She can usually be taken care of by the opposite sex, but she also suffers a lot of malice. For example, today's tattooed man actively provokes her.
If it were any other girl, she could only complain angrily like Yu Wen.
And now... Shen Qing'e once again experienced the feeling of being taken care of.
This is a sense of security that you can rely on, which is particularly comforting.
It is foreseeable that as Shen Qing'e grows older, she will become more and more beautiful. She will definitely be more prone to disasters, and Jiang Ning can protect her like a knight.
She looked at Jiang Ning's figure riding a battery car, and it gradually overlapped with the movies and TV dramas she had watched in the past. Jiang Ning was no longer Jiang Ning, he was a young general who had returned from hundreds of battles, and the battery car was no longer a battery car, but a majestic Black horse, the young general rode a strong black horse, slowly approaching her.
What happens next?
Although the subsequent scenes have not yet been shown, Shen Qing'e's brain is already loading, and even the trailer is loaded.
Gradually, Shen Qing'e lost consciousness.
Jiang Ning stopped the car next to her. Seeing her looking at him with blurred eyes, Jiang Ning felt a chill.
He pressed the horn and a loud "Beep!"
Shen Qing'e came back to her senses immediately. She was in a daze for two seconds, and her eyes focused again.
She smiled lightly and reservedly: "Thank you."
Jiang Ning said: "Just do it casually."
Although he said this, Shen Qing'e felt familiar, just like when she caught a cold in junior high school, Jiang Ning sneaked out of class during self-study and went to the school infirmary to help her get cold medicine.
When faced with the punishment from the head teacher afterwards, he had the same indifferent attitude as now.
'very nice. ’ The gloom caused by living under the shelter of others and looking at people’s looks disappeared instantly.
Shen Qing'e is now a completely innocent girl.
I stayed here for a year and a half, but I still look silly and sweet when I come back!
Shen Qing'e's steps became much brisker. She didn't walk fast because the road home was not long. She wanted to walk slower and stay with Jiang Ning for a while.
Jiang Ning felt that Shen Qing'e was neurotic and simply ignored her.
Shen Qing'e recalled the scene in the queue. When she was forced by the tattooed man, she tried to look around her with her eyes. She saw the indifferent middle-aged uncle and the young couple who only cared about self-preservation.
No one wanted to mess with the tattooed man, but Jiang Ning stepped forward and drove away the bad guy easily with just a light move.
And in front of everyone, Shen Qing'e took her to use her privileges to queue up. Shen Qing'e was in an extremely wonderful mood:
‘It turns out that he really cares about me. ’
Just like in junior high school, the sun was shining that day, and he sent her home. At first, Shen Qing'e hated walking with him because it would affect her image.
But now...
Shen Qing'e stepped on the sunshine and suddenly said: "The weather is really nice today."
Jiang Ning: "The weather is nice."
He thought, Tongtong was probably still asleep in bed.
"Yeah." Shen Qing'e looked at the black horse. Ah, no, it's the front hook of the battery car. There was a black bag hanging there, filled with tons of things.
Shen Qing'e said: "There will be something delicious again at noon today."
Jiang Ning: "There is something delicious."
He caught a hare from the mountain. This kind of creature has a strong reproductive ability. It gives birth to nest after nest and grows very fast.
Huqi Mountain is Jiang Ning's mountain. Naturally, he would not witness the destruction of the ecology, so he caught dozens of hares one after another and gave them to Shao Shuangshuang.
Of course, the rabbits in Huqi Mountain are also divided into superior and inferior rabbits. These rabbits are all the weaker ones. I just gave one to my uncle's family today.
He just answered normally, but Shen Qing'e had a different meaning. She smiled and said, "Why do you always follow what I say?"
Jiang Ning asked back: "Do you follow what you say?"
Shen Qing'e: "It's still going smoothly."
Jiang Ning was confused: "Is it still going smoothly?"
After hearing this, Shen Qing'e didn't know why, driven by some strong desire, her heart tightened, and suddenly she was impulsive. She asked again: "Shall we go back to the past?"
Jiang Ning said nothing.
The atmosphere suddenly became silent.
Shen Qing'e's face gradually stiffened, and she still had some regrets. She suddenly felt a throbbing just now, and excitedly said words of reconciliation, but her passionate words did not receive any response.
Her sky was dark.
The shadow of the host, the discussion of the sisters, the humble origin, and all kinds of pressures, all returned.
Shen Qing'e squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Don't agree with me this time."
Jiang Ning: "Awesome."
...
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
Although Jiang Ning went to his relatives' house, he set up a small insulation array in front of the river dam bungalow before leaving.
Xue Yuantong fumbled and found the position of the array, and shrank into the recliner to bask in the sun, which was very comfortable.
At this time, there was a movement from the west of the bungalow. Xue Yuantong's little ears moved, it was not Jiang Ning's battery car.
A very pleasant fragrance came from the west. Xue Yuantong opened his eyes and saw Teacher Qian driving a tricycle, passing by in a mighty manner.
Butcher Zhang next door called out: "Old Qian, what smells so good?"
Teacher Qian got off the car slowly, holding two bottles like treasures: "Look, sesame oil, homemade sesame oil!"
The so-called sesame oil is sesame oil, which has a strong aroma of fried sesame. It is an expensive condiment. You can add a little when making cold dishes or cooking soup.
For young people, if you drip some sesame oil when cooking instant noodles, the taste will be even better.
Butcher Zhang saw Teacher Qian's rare look, he sneered and said: "Isn't it just sesame oil? What's so great about it?"
Teacher Qian: "Hey, can ordinary people's sesame oil compare with mine? For real sesame oil, three pounds of sesame seeds make one pound of oil. I use traditional craftsmanship, more than five pounds of sesame seeds make one pound of oil!"
Teacher Qian walked up to Butcher Zhang, uncorked the bottle for him to smell the fragrance: "Look how good it smells!"
Butcher Zhang just took a sip, and Teacher Qian immediately plugged the bottle and absorbed all the fragrance that was scattered around.
Xue Yuantong witnessed this scene: ‘…’
Teacher Qian activated his professional skills. He looked around and saw Tongtong’s expression. Teacher Qian immediately said, “What, Tongtong, smell it and see if it’s authentic?”
Xue Yuantong: “It’s authentic.”
The sesame oil in her house is indeed not so fragrant.
Teacher Qian was so proud that she said, “Hey, I ate this sesame oil when I was a child. In recent years, I always felt uncomfortable when I bought it outside. Today, I went to the village to have someone squeeze two bottles for me.”
Xue Yuantong didn’t like to see people showing off, especially when she couldn’t eat anything. She simply closed her eyes and rested.
Teacher Qian seized the opportunity and immediately educated her, “Tongtong, I warn you as a teacher that you can’t sleep all day. You have to struggle, study, work, and compete!”
Xue Yuantong was bold now, “Teacher Qian, why don’t you work during the day, guard the gate at night, and get up early to sell breakfast?”
Teacher Qian didn’t say a word.
…
In the distance, Zhuang Jianhui was holding a big black carp with one arm, showing off along the way.
He caught this fish, and he had already shown off by the pond. Now he moved to the bungalow to show off.
Lin Zida expressed envy, he had nothing today.
Zhuang Jianhui deliberately sighed: "I didn't know how to fish before, and I thought I would be happy when I saw the big guys catch big fish. However, I still don't feel happy now that I have caught a big fish. Why?"
He said he was not happy, but the smile at the corner of his mouth betrayed him, he was clearly showing off.
Lin Zida mastered the fishing skills earlier than Zhuang Jianhui, and he took the initiative to lead Zhuang Jianhui to learn fishing, but now he is being shown off by others.
Lin Zida said bitterly: "Because you caught it by luck!"
Zhuang Jianhui didn't care, "Luck is also a part of the skill, just like a person's reincarnation."
He carried the black carp and slowly swayed to the vicinity of Teacher Qian's house.
Teacher Qian was describing how rare his sesame oil was: "We use the best sesame seeds to grind sesame oil in our hometown. Unlike the black-hearted merchants on the street, how could they ignore the quality of the sesame oil they eat at home for cheapness?"
"My great-grandfather, my grandfather, and my father all eat the same sesame oil. Look at the color. The oil mill is a craft passed down from generation to generation."
"This skill is about to be lost!" Teacher Qian sighed. While he was blowing, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the big black fish in Zhuang Jianhui's hand. Teacher Qian's eyes turned flexibly.
He thought of a good dish, steamed black fish, and then drip a teaspoon of sesame oil, it tastes delicious!
Teacher Qian took the initiative to attack: "Young man, you are lucky!"
Zhuang Jianhui was praised, and he restrained his smile: "Not bad, good skills."
Teacher Qian took the attitude of a teacher, and educated: "Young man, you fished the day before yesterday, you fished yesterday, and you fished today! Fishing is fishing, you must not neglect your studies, how are your grades?"
Zhuang Jianhui was originally happy, but after hearing this, and looking at Teacher Qian's posture, he didn't know why, he felt uncomfortable.
Zhuang Jianhui calmly responded, "985 is a sure thing."
Teacher Qian was shocked, "Oh, you are so arrogant, 985!"
Zhuang Jianhui felt relieved when he saw the other party's shocked reaction, "Not bad."
Teacher Qian's expression changed immediately, he shook his head and denied it, "985 is a top student, you go fishing every day, how can you be a 985 seedling? Don't talk nonsense, young man!"
He stopped talking to Zhuang Jianhui, but continued to show off while holding the sesame oil, "My method of squeezing sesame oil has been passed down to only one person. The more ancient the things are, the more powerful they are, just like the ancient Chinese texts."
Zhuang Jianhui was originally impatient with Teacher Qian's questions and didn't like to answer him. Now after being denied, the other party continued to talk to himself, and he suddenly felt unhappy.
Zhuang Jianhui said: "The older it is, the more powerful it is. Aren't ancient horse-drawn carriages still obsolete by trains?"
Teacher Qian: "Why haven't ancient Chinese essays been eliminated? Let's talk about the preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion. What a beautiful article. I can still recite it backwards and forwards. It's better than your 985 memorization!"
When he said this, he looked sideways at people with a mocking expression on his face.
Zhuang Jianhui got angry and caught the loophole in his words: "Recite it like a stream, huh?"
He responded with contempt in his eyes.
Teacher Qian showed his fangs: "Hey, you don't believe it, right? What if you can memorize it backwards and forwards? Let's bet on the fish in your hand. Do you dare to bet?"
Lin Zida's eyes hinted at Zhuang Jianhui, and he sensed something was wrong.
Zhuang Jianhui started to argue, but he didn't listen and raised his head: "I really don't believe it anymore, is it just you? Come on!"
The full text of the Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion is several hundred words long and is in obscure classical Chinese. How could a little old man from the countryside recite it backwards? ridiculous!
Teacher Qian opened his mouth: "It flows from the outer edge of the Kongjiang River, where is the middle pavilion of Jinzi Emperor..."
He chirped for a while, and quickly finished memorizing it backwards. Then he stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the fish!"
…
Zhuang Jianhui returned to the farmhouse empty-handed.
He was depressed: "Who are you? How old are you? Bet me a fish!"
Looking back now, he knew that he had been deceived by the old guy.
After all, he has an extraordinary background, so he can't deny it for a fish, right?
Lin Zida said: "He does not look like a good person."
He passed by the door of Bi Yue's house and said, "This family is not a good person."
Zhuang Jianhui concluded: "There are only a few households in Heba, but it turns out that there are two that are not good people. It turns out that the poor mountains and rivers breed unruly people!"
Immediately, he thought of Jiang Ning and said, "The house he lives in is very close to that old guy. Isn't he also tricked?"
After thinking like this, Zhuang Jianhui felt much more balanced.
The old guy is not simple. He is definitely a talent if he can recite the Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion backwards.
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"This one is beautiful! It's so beautiful!" Teacher Qian mentioned the big herring and showed it off to his heart's content.
He is a teacher and has taught for countless years.
Classical Chinese? His ability to eat!
Butcher Zhang exclaimed: "What a fool! You won't let me eat the fish, so you are showing off like a bear!"
Teacher Qian was disdainful and thought to himself: 'What level do you deserve to eat a fish with me? ’
He encouraged me outwardly: "Xiao Zhang, you have lost to Xiao Jiang next door many times, right? You have to gain some momentum!"
In contrast, he is an old money man carrying a big herring, he is not at the same level!
If he faced Jiang Ning and used a little wisdom, wouldn't he be able to convince him?
Teacher Qian temporarily defeated the rude Butcher Zhang and became the winner of the bungalow. He was full of loyalty.
Looking at mountains is not mountains, looking at clouds is not clouds.
As a result, Teacher Qian swelled!
Teacher Qian heard that a park and a branch were being built nearby. The land where their bungalow was located might be demolished as reported in the news, riding on the trend of the times!
With the luck of victory, Teacher Qian looked at the sky: 'This land needs a talker! ’
At this time, Xue Yuantong, who had closed her eyes to rest, suddenly opened her eyes. She looked to the west and shouted happily: "Jiang Ning, you are finally back!"