Corpse Retriever

Pan Zi and Lei Zi had been showing Li Zhanyuan, saying that some stars could still imagine the other person in their minds even if they were wearing clothes.

Now, Li Zhanyuan looks at Ding Dalin and Secretary of the vividly in front of him. In his minds, he looks like they are bouncing after being peeled.

In summer, early morning, the sun was shining, but suddenly he wanted to snoring.

Ding Dalin bent down his waist, with a kind smiley smile, doubting: "What's wrong, don't you recognize me?"

Li Sanjiang laughed: "Oh, this 伢 just talked to me just now, say you ..."

Li Zhanyuan immediately scared the spine.

But at this time, Li Sanjiang's words were already on his mouth, and it was impossible to stop at all.

"... I said you gave him such a big red envelope last time, and boasted that your grandpa was weird."

"Oh, yes, haha ​​haha." Ding Dalin made a hearty laugh.

Li Zhanyuan was a little dazzling, and the feeling of the rest of his life after the robbery was straight into the heavenly lid.

Li Sanjiang touched Li Zhanyuan's head: "I'm so good, who is good to him, he remembers, unlike other crickets, no matter how good them, you can forget, who can recognize who you are ah."

Ding Dalin nodded: "This is on this person."

"That's not, a little bit, it is a natural white -eyed wolf, raising it."

"Sanjiang Hou." Ding Dalin straightened up, his eyes moved away from the boy, and looked at Li Sanjiang.

"How are you so embarrassed."

"If you are sorry, there are a lot of dishes left yesterday, don't dislike it, help me eat together."

After the seat, there will always be some leftovers. It is easy to break for a long time. If you have a small population too much, you will open two tables on the next day after the seat, and only ask close relatives to eat.

There is nothing to be sophisticated in this kind of seat. The cold dishes are piled up. The cooked vegetables are hot and hot, and the appearance is not good -looking, but it is also good wine and good dishes.

Li Sanjiang: "Eat meals, don't go so early."

At this moment, Li Zhanyuan finally did his expression management, and confirmed that he would not tremble when he spoke next. However, he was just ready to ask his grandfather to find a reason to push off the invitation, and looked up to the eyes of Secretary Jin.

She looked at herself, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, but in her eyes, she turned out a kind of empty and cold.

It is difficult to see that ordinary people have observed and imitated others. After reading the "Constitution of Yin and Yang Xue Xue", Li Zhanyuan had more delicate and in -depth observation of people's micro -expressions.

The heart defense fortress just now collapsed.

She didn't speak, it might be her brain supplement, but he really seemed to see a silent warning.

Is it targeting yourself? Or is it targeted at Tai Ye?

Or, or,

For everyone who may see their skin.

"That's it. I want to contract a responsibility field. I pay the rent at one time, but I have to hang your name."

"How big is the contract?"

"A dozen acres of land."

"How long is the contract?"

"Thirty years."

"Go!"

Ding Dalin laughed and scolded: "Okay, you are a Sanjianghou, so you can’t live for so long, right?"

"Thirty years, maybe it may live for so long. If you live for 30 years, this skin must be broken."

"Oh, we are all very old, and we are not young people who want a image. If the skin is broken, it will be broken.

Li Zhanyuan was in his heart.

He is really afraid that the grandfather suddenly speaks his mouth, and really stimulates his skin.

Although he knew that his grandfather had a blessing, Grandma Liu also said that this blessing depends on the place, seeing what he encounters, and when he really encounters a stubble, this blessing is nothing to use.

What happened last night, the appalling degree has surpassed Li Zhanyuan's imagination.

Now what I experienced, pushed the things last night to a more weird and horrible level.

In the face of this situation, Li Zhanyuan felt that the lucky luck of the grandfather ... he couldn't hold it.

"Okay, go." Li Sanjiang rubbed his chin with his palm and looked down at Li Zhanyuan, who was standing on the side of his body.

"Yo, Sanjiang Hou, you are a child without a child and no daughter, who are you going to give it to?"

"I have no children and no daughter, but I have a great -grandson. After I leave, what I leave, of course, is for our family."

Ding Dalin bent down again.

Li Zhanyuan's action against him was extremely exclusive and resistant, but he still squeezed a shy smile.

For a child, this expression is really highly practical, whether it is right ... to the ghost.

"Xiao Yuanhou, look, you are so rare that you are so rare. You have grown up, but you have to treat you."

"Well, I will."

Ding Dalin raised his waist and moved a meal.

Secretary Jin reached out to support it.

Li Zhanyuan noticed that Secretary Jin's right hand was on Ding Dalin's neck and neck, and her left hand was on the side of Ding Dalin's lower waist. She was not handling, but grabbed, and the five fingers were stretched.

It's as if you are cracking back.

"Well, Lin Hou?"

"This old waist, no."

"Roll less at night."

"Sanjianghou, you are old, let's go, go with me."

Speaking, Ding Dalin stretched his hand to Li Sanjiang.

Li Sanjiang took the initiative to catch him, replaced him.

The two elderly people leaned forward while talking and leaning forward.

"Let's go, little brother?" Secretary Jin put his hand on the boy's shoulder.

"My summer vacation is not yet ..."

"You are going to give you a will, so you have to go today."

"... I haven't bought rubber yet. I didn't know where the previous rubber had gone."

"Go, buy it for you."

"No, I have money."

From here, I went to the beard house, and just passed the small sales department of Zhang Yan. When I approached, Secretary Jin stopped.

Li Zhanyuan walked to the counter, and was preparing to open a rubber difference. He jumped out of the shed from the small sales department. It was Tan Wenbin.

This guy's shortcut, did not go to the village road, came from Tian Yan.

"Yo, Xiao Yuan, what do you buy, come, I paid you together."

"eraser."

"Aunt, take a piece of rubber, and then take the bottle wind oil essence."

Zhang Yan handed the things over, Tan Wenbin gave money, and after handing the rubber to Li Chaoyuan, he couldn't turn around the bottle, and began to apply it on his neck and arm.

"Last night, I was so itchy, so I felt a little itchy today. I suspected that Runsheng was transmitted to me."

"Brother Binbin, go back, tell Run Sheng and Grandma Liu, and I went to Grandpa Ding's house for dinner."

"What, you have to go to the water ... oh oh!"

Li Zhanyuan grabbed Tan Wenbin's hand, his fingertips grabbed his palm meat, and twisted hard.

At this time, Secretary Jin, who was standing in the distance, also came over.

Tan Wenbin came out from behind the small sales department before. She really didn't notice that she was nearby, and she was scared to continue to call:

"... oh oh!"

Secretary Kim continued to approach.

"... I want to buy it, buy it for you, I buy it for you, aunt, and two bottles of Jianlibao." Then, Tan Wenbin also deliberately looked at Secretary Jin who came over, "Sister, do you want a bottle? "

Secretary Jin shook his head.

"Hey." Tan Wenbin paid again, and then handed a bottle of Jianlibao to Li Zhanyuan.

"Thank you Bin Bin, then you go back. Remember to tell the family that the grandfather and I don't have to come back to eat, don't do it for us."

"good."

At this time, Secretary Jin suddenly said, "Let's eat together."

Tan Wenbin froze.

Secretary Kim: "I saw the dishes on your seat yesterday, and I was very happy to eat. There was still noon. Let's eat together."

"That's not good ..."

"Go, go together, they are going to go far."

Secretary Jin stretched out his hand and put it on one, one big and two boys, and urged them to move forward.

This is a kind of attitude that cannot be rejected.

Li Zhanyuan didn't expect that the food on Tan Wenbin's seat yesterday was impressed by people.

He may have nothing to do now yesterday.

However, at present, Tan Wenbin should only know the first version of the water monkey.

That was before I went to the beard house with Runsheng last night and told him.

After returning last night, he wanted to know what happened, but he didn't want to recall and tell again at that time, so he asked him to ask Runsheng.

Runsheng should also be the same as himself. He doesn't want to mention that horrible scene again for the time being, and he has not had time to tell him.

Otherwise, if he knew, when he saw Secretary Kim, he was afraid that he would jump up as if he was stuck in the crotch.

Walking and walking, Secretary Jin said, "Is there anyone at home, let them come and eat together at noon, don't cook."

Li Zhanyuan rejected: "No need, there will be people who work for the grandfather at home, not a relative."

"Oh well."

On the next way, Tan Wenbin gradually let go, and even took the initiative to find the topic to talk.

Li Zhanyuan felt that Binbin should be proud of it.

He probably consciously was the son of the police. He had a hereditary anti -reconnaissance consciousness and could talk to the monkey and laugh in front of the monkey.

In fact, this is also very good, and it will not be timid to act.

Just walked all the way to the door of the beard's house. As soon as he went up the dam, Li Zhanyuan's eyes were stagnant.

The fish pond is in front of the dam. At this time, the pond water is abundant, which is exactly the same as yesterday.

The fish pond that should have been pumped from dried water was restored;

A group of people who should have been peeled and dead were alive again.

The picture in my memory is increasingly moving closer to hallucinations.

When the world is displayed in front of you in a very reasonable way, people usually start their doubts first.

However, Li Zhanyuan was convinced that that was definitely not a dream. The scene last night was really happened.

The fish pond should be filled and returned to the water last night. The dead person was dead. As for what they were still alive ... he didn't understand.

The village chief and several villagers in the village arrived. Everyone sat on the bench on the dam, surrounded by a circle, and talked about the sky.

Secretary Jin brought a small coffee table with melon seeds and candy.

Li Sanjiang grabbed two, one handed to Li Zhanyuan, and the other hand to Tan Wenbin.

Ding Dalin said to them, "Go upstairs to watch TV, there is in the room, and when you wait for dinner, call you down."

Li Zhanyuan shook his head: "There is a TV in the family, I bought it."

Li Sanjiang raised his chest and said proudly:

"That's right. I bought a TV for my son, but he loves to study and doesn't watch it much on weekdays, so the mule at home has to watch TV every day."

In fact, Li Zhuiyuan didn't want to leave the crowd.

Although entering here means danger, and tying up these old people on the dam together doesn't have much practical effect, it can at least provide some psychological comfort.

Emotionally, he fell into fear since he saw them, but rationally told him that the situation could still be saved.

After all, he and his people, as well as the village chief, were not skinned as soon as they arrived at the dam.

If they just wanted to lure people to kill, they could have done it just now.

Being able to sit here and chat, and actually talking about the details of land contracting, proves that they have their own goals and plans.

So, as long as they don't violate their rules, he, his grandfather, and Binbin may be able to go back safely.

The village chief said with some embarrassment: "But, contracting for 30 years at a time, isn't it too long? It's not easy for the village to explain."

Ding Dalin said: "The contract fee can be increased every year. Just give me a specific number in the end."

Li Sanjiang was very positive about this matter. He thought that Ding Dalin would not live that long, and he would not live that long either. Then, after the land is contracted, won't it still belong to Xiaoyuanhou?

"I said, if they want 30 years, then it's 30 years. At most, the specific contract will be made public in the village, and everyone will know it, and no one will gossip about it in the future."

Secretary Jin had returned to the house at this time, probably to prepare lunch. There were only her and Ding Dalin at home, so she was the only one who could do the work.

And Ding Dalin shifted his attention away from himself, and Li Zhuiyuan felt a lot more relaxed.

He didn't dare to leave here without permission. Any extraordinary behavior seemed particularly dangerous at this time.

If they were really pushed to the limit, at most everyone on the scene would just have to change their skin. Since they could bring the opera troupe back to life, it should be easy to bring the village chief back to life, and it wouldn't delay the land contract.

While making sure that he was still in their sight, Li Zhuiyuan walked down the dam and began to circle in the open space in front of the fish pond.

He knew that he couldn't keep turning this circle, otherwise he would look stupid.

At this time, the most suitable thing to do would be to play some games, but the problem was that he never put children's toys in his pocket.

But fortunately, he didn't have any, but someone else did.

Tan Wenbin should have understood what Xiaoyuan meant. He reached into his pocket and took out a handful of colorful marbles.

"Xiaoyuan, let's play this."

"Okay."

Li Zhuiyuan discovered for the first time that childishness could also turn into an angel.

A boy who was about to be in the third year of high school actually had marbles in his pocket. No wonder your dad bought you jelly.

The two bent down and started playing marbles.

Li Zhuiyuan originally just wanted to take the opportunity to observe the fish pond from a close distance. He believed that no matter how perfect the restoration was, it would only take half a day, and there would definitely be traces left.

But as he played, Tan Wenbin gradually got into the state. He hit the target every time and applauded happily every time.

This movement attracted the attention of a group of old people on the dam from time to time.

They pointed and talked, with smiles on their lips.

Most children have similar experiences, that is, when they play with their friends, there are often adults standing beside them and watching them for a long time.

What they are actually watching is their own childhood.

But Li Zhuiyuan did not want to create such a warm atmosphere. Finally, he couldn't help but flick a marble onto Binbin's nose.

Binbin felt pain at first and covered his nose, then his eyes showed relief, and then he was ashamed. He was too deep into the play.

Li Zhuiyuan began to deliberately hit the marble in the direction of the fish pond, and Tan Wenbin also cooperated to hit it in that direction. The two chased the marble and came to the edge of the fish pond.

Seizing the moment, he quickly scanned the area.

He discovered that the edge of the fish pond was filled with new mud.

This fish pond was indeed backfilled!

Not daring to stay in this sensitive position for too long, Li Zhuiyuan immediately played another marble and moved away from the fish pond.

"Haha, Brother Binbin, I won this time."

"Xiaoyuan, you are really awesome."

Binbin smiled like an older brother.

While Li Zhuiyuan was jumping for joy, he glanced at the dam and saw Ding Dalin moving his head back.

Was it because of his previous move to get close to the fish pond that made him sensitive?

Next, Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Binbin got closer and closer to the dam as they played.

"Brother Binbin, I'm tired, let's take a break."

"Okay."

Li Zhuiyuan sat down without caring about the dirt and stones on the ground.

It happened that the sole of his shoe rubbed against the stones, turning over a few stones, and red appeared under the stones, which was blood.

Li Zhuiyuan quickly retracted his foot and turned the stones back with the sole of his shoe.

He quickly recalled the details of last night. Wasn't the place where he was now exactly where Ding Dalin was pecked by the rooster?

I remember that Ding Dalin's palm was pecked through by the rooster.

"Little Yuan Hou."

"Hey, Grandpa."

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Li Zhuiyuan ran up the dam and came to Li Sanjiang.

The previous land contract had been discussed almost, and now they were discussing the will. The village chief was writing with paper and pen.

A old man next to him asked, "Sanjianghou, will it be unsuitable to give your child directly? You must always give you a pension."

"I arranged for the care of the elderly."

"Is it reliable?"

"Relief."

They are all people who are superior, and do not need to avoid taboos.

Li Sanjiang is absolutely trustworthy for Li Weihan's character, but Li Weihan has many sons and many grandsons. If he gives Li Weihan for his inheritance, it will be probably divided by those white -eyed wolves. This is what he is unwilling to see it. of.

The village chief wrote and said, "Just right, the witnesses are here, and press the handprint directly. Is there a mud at home?"

Ding Dalin said: "In the bedside drawer on the second floor, I'll get it."

"Let's go, Xiao Yuanhou, go down."

Li Zhanyuan wanted to refuse, but the just -who had just sat down again. At this time, he rejected himself, which was a little unreasonable.

"Okay, grandpa."

Li Zhanyuan ran into the stairs. Tan Wenbin wanted to follow along, but was called by Li Sanjiang:

"Zhuang Zhuang."

"Uncle Li, my name is Binbin."

"You go to the kitchen to help the bowl. The small secretary can't be busy alone."

Tan Wenbin did not want to get along with the water monkey alone, but he faced the same difficulties as Li Chaoyuan before, and could only nod with a smile and walked towards the kitchen.

Li Zhanyuan came to the second floor and found that it had been cleaned here, and the balcony aisle was clean.

He didn't rush to the advanced room, but came to the small manhole cover, and there was a ladder on the side of his body.

The flag of his own and the set of corpses, which should be on the roof at this moment.

But the problem is that even if you move the ladder over the roof and get those things, you can't take it away because it is too heavy.

Even if it is lost after losing the house, the movement is too great, it is easy to be detected.

In the end, Li Zhanyuan turned around, pushed the door, and walked into the bedroom.

The furnishings in the bedroom are very rich. Ding Dalin should buy it with furniture in order not to delay time when he bought a house.

Go to the bedside table and open the drawer.

There is indeed a box of printed mud, and there is something that Li Zhanyuan didn't expect ... compass.

The purple compass, with five small sub -circles on the periphery of the main circle.

Li Zhanyuan took the compass in his hand and turned gently, and he quickly understood the meaning of the five deputy circles.

In fact, "The Magic Records of the Mansion" also records similar styles of compass. However, because the production process is extremely complicated and many special materials are required, the previously pressed is not within the consideration of Li Zhanyuan.

Holding it now, Li Zhanyuan really likes it.

With it, when looking at the Feng Shui pattern, it is equivalent to testing mathematics. You can bring a calculator into the test room.

He is now increasingly discovered that he cannot be calculated by forced brainpower as much as in the past so that his body will not be able to eat.

With this thing, and with the "Liu's Wanting Qi Jue", when looking at the feng shui of the fish pond last time, it will not be overwhelmed.

The real Ding Dalin is dead, then it is the masterless thing, and it is not a stealing it.

But ... it is still too risky.

The other things of the water monkeys were packaged and cleaned away, but this thing was left, and the proof still valued.

It should know who entered the room range, and if something was lost, it would definitely lock itself.

Forget it, don't get it.

Although things are good, they are still important. When Li Zhanyuan is going to put the compass back into the drawer,

"Did you find it?"

At the door of the bedroom, the voice of Secretary Jin came.

Li Zhanyuan was startled again, but his pressure resistance also got up. He continued to hold the printed box with his right hand while holding the compass:

"Find it."

"I thought you couldn't find it, so I came up to see it."

"What is this, Aunt Jin?" Li Zhanyuan asked, "It looks good."

"A toy, if you like it, give you it."

The first reaction of Li Zhanyuan was not a surprise, but: Is this a test?

"Everything is held, let's come down."

After saying that Secretary Jin finished speaking, he turned and left.

Li Zhanyuan hesitated, still holding both the compass and the printed mud, and went downstairs.

After handing the printed mud to the village chief, the village chief showed the Italian family to press the handprint.

Li Sanjiang saw the compass and asked, "Xiao Yuanhou, what is this?"

Ding Dalin said: "A small object in the family, the child likes it, just send the child as a toy."

Li Sanjiang took it over first, and stunned up and down, doubting: "Why are there so many circles and what break the gadgets."

After the derogation, Li Sanjiang threw the compass to Li Zhanyuan at will.

Li Zhanyuan wants to remind Taiye that this is professional, and the compass you usually use is just a compass.

"Xiao Yuanhou, thank you Grandpa Ding."

"Thank you Grandpa Ding."

"Oh, a good boy." Ding Dalin reached out and touched Li Zhanyuan's head.

Li Zhanyuan only felt that he had raised his hair, but he had to suffer, and he did not dare to avoid it.

The will was finished, with two types, one village chief took into the village office, and the other was carefully folded by Li Sanjiang, so solemnly put it in the shirt pocket, and touched it.

Lunch is ready, everyone will take a seat.

The vegetables were rich, and in front of Li Zhanyuan, there was a large plate of white shredded shrimp.

Seeing this shrimp, Li Zhanyuan was a little nauseous.

"Everyone, please eat. Please bear with us. There is nothing special." Ding Dalin raised his chopsticks and called everyone.

Everyone picked up their chopsticks.

"Come on, Zhuangzhuang, eat shrimp. This is what you loved the most yesterday."

Li Sanjiang used chopsticks to directly push one-third of the shrimp on the plate to Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin, and then stretched out his hand to turn the table.

Tan Wenbin was not polite either. He picked up the shrimp, first pulled off the shrimp head, peeled it, dipped it in vinegar, sucked on the shrimp head, and then peeled the shrimp body skillfully, revealing the complete shrimp meat.

After removing the shrimp thread, Tan Wenbin dipped it in vinegar and put it in Li Zhuiyuan's bowl.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the chopsticks and picked up the shrimp meat. The meat was red and tender.

When he put the shrimp meat into his mouth and chewed it, the scene he saw last night kept appearing in his mind.

This was the first time that Li Zhuiyuan had eaten such delicious and difficult-to-swallow food.

In the end, he still forced himself to swallow it, and felt that it was more painful than eating the "dish" at the birthday banquet of the cat-faced old lady.

Seeing that Tan Wenbin still wanted to continue peeling for him, Li Zhuiyuan hurriedly said: "Brother Binbin, eat it yourself, I don't like shrimp very much."

"Really?" Tan Wenbin was a little surprised, "Then I'll eat it myself."

"Yeah."

Secretary Jin brought a large bowl with a stewed chicken in it.

Ding Dalin poked it with chopsticks twice and asked: "Isn't it an old hen?"

"There are no old hens left."

"Alas, how can this be done."

Ding Dalin shook his head with some dissatisfaction.

Li Sanjiang tried to smooth things over and said: "Lin Hou, look at how spoiled you are. Why do you have to distinguish between male and female when eating chicken? It was not easy to eat meat before liberation."

As he said, Li Sanjiang personally took action, peeled off a fat chicken leg, and put it in Li Zhuiyuan's bowl.

Li Zhuiyuan stared at it with his head down, but didn't rush to use his chopsticks. It was not because he was hypocritical, but because this chicken seemed familiar.

The reason is, even if it is a rooster stew, how can there be no chicken skin?

"Why, don't you like it?" Ding Dalin asked.

"I like it." Li Zhuiyuan picked up the chicken leg and took a big bite. It was a little dry.

"How does it taste?"

"Delicious."

Ding Dalin nodded with satisfaction. When he stood up to pick up the food, Li Zhuiyuan noticed that there was a black gauze tied around the base of his right hand.

The meal was very warm and peaceful, so normal that Li Zhuiyuan felt as if he was the most abnormal person at the table.

But no matter what, this time Li Zhuiyuan rarely had children. He left the table first after eating and sat very politely until the end of the meal.

After the meal, everyone started smoking and chatting, making the final preparations before leaving.

The village chief stood up first, patted his pants lightly, and said: "That's it for today. Your contract needs to be discussed again in the village. Don't worry, we will give you a reply soon."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work and trouble." Ding Dalin stood up and shook hands with the village chief.

Everyone left the table together, walked out of the hall and came to the dam. They each shared a cigarette and said a few more words. The village chief and several village elders walked down to the dam.

Li Zhuiyuan was very anxious because Li Sanjiang had not left. He was still standing next to Ding Dalin, and both of them had cigarettes in their mouths.

"The village chief was embarrassed to ask me just now. You contracted this land and don't grow crops. You actually plan to plant peach trees?"

"Well, planting peach trees can produce peaches."

"The peaches can't be sold, right? Who will buy them? In the past, there were canneries that could buy them when you planted them. Now I heard that those canneries are not doing well themselves."

"Even if you can't sell them, it's good to see the peach blossoms."

"I say, Lin Hou, what's wrong with you?" Li Sanjiang reached out and touched Ding Dalin's forehead, "Why do I feel like you are a different person today."

Li Zhuiyuan's heart was tightened again.

Tan Wenbin began to add drama to himself, and took the initiative to say: "Uncle Li, you don't understand this. Our Uncle Ding is pursuing a beautiful artistic conception. Yes, when I think about the peach trees planted here in the future, how beautiful it will be when the peach blossoms are in full bloom."

"What about the fish pond?" Li Sanjiang asked.

"Fill it up and plant some trees."

"I say, Lord Lin, how much money did you make abroad that you could waste it like this?"

"Isn't making money just to waste it?"

"I don't understand you, forget it, do as you like."

"Oh, by the way, the opera troupe said that a set of speakers was broken and asked me to pay for the repairs. I was too lazy to pull it, so I just spent money to buy it as a second-hand one."

"Are you stupid? Where did you find the opera troupe? How can you have the nerve to ask the owner to pay for your own equipment when it is broken?"

"It's quite cheap. I tinkered with that thing last night. It's not broken, but the plug has some poor contact. Now it's fixed.

I have no use for this thing. Aren't you doing this business? You can rent it out and make money in the future.

Come, come with me to take a look. If it's good, you can drag it away."

"Okay, let's go and take a look."

Li Sanjiang followed Ding Dalin to the shady inner room on the first floor. Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin looked at each other, wondering whether to follow.

"Little boy, you forgot to take this." Secretary Jin's voice appeared behind him, and the purple compass was brought to the boy.

He had deliberately placed it on the chair beside the dining table before, not wanting to show his eagerness.

Li Zhuiyuan reached out to take it, and said in surprise: "Are you really giving it to me?"

"Can you play with this thing?"

"Of course I can."

Li Zhuiyuan took the compass and kept turning it in circles, looking at the rotating needle inside with a silly smile.

"Secretary Jin, come over here and adjust it again." Uncle Ding's voice came from inside.

Secretary Jin put his hands on Li Zhanyuan's shoulders and said, "Go, let's take a look."

When a woman fell on her shoulders, Li Zhanyuan stunned.

He didn't rush to leave, but slowly raised his head.

Secretary Jin also lowered his head at this time, and the two looked at each other.

For a long time, Ding Dalin urged by Ding Dalin again: "Why don't you come, wait for you."

"Let's go."

"Um."

Li Zhanyuan walked in front, Secretary Jin grabbed Li Zhanyuan's shoulders with both hands, walking behind.

This road is obviously short, but Li Zhanyuan feels a bit long.

In the end, the two approached the room one after the other.

Secretary Jin released his hand, tuned the sound, and then picked up the microphone:

"Huh ... Hey ... Hey ..."

A bit broken, but the overall effect is very good.

Ding Dalin glanced at Li Sanjiang, and then said to Secretary Jin: "Come, sing a song."

Secretary Jin nodded and asked, "What song does it sing?"

"Casually, Sanjiang Hou, what song do you want to listen to, my secretary will sing more songs, you can click on it."

"Oh, I am not as thick as you, sing with a big girl. Xiao Yuanhou, what song do you want to listen to, you come to."

Li Zhanyuan shook his head: "I can all."

Secretary Jin looked at Li Zhanyuan: "Children, you order one."

"I didn't particularly want to hear, Auntie, you sing one you want to sing."

Secretary Jin nodded, picked up the microphone, and did not accompaniment, sing directly:

"Looking back, once belonged to each other's evening.

Red and red is still you, giving my heart in my heart ... "

Singing styles, Cantonese is not allowed, but it is extremely beautiful.

It is "Thousands of Songs".