Goldfinger is a bit strange

Liu Qingshan knew nothing about this uncle-master whom he had never met before. He never expected that they would meet in such a way in such a vast sea of ​​people.

Similarly, the middle-aged man opposite was also extremely surprised, but soon he burst into laughter: "Boy, so you are the little Shanzi mentioned in the letter of the dumb boss. Well, well, why don't you kowtow to the uncle-master quickly!"

Kowtow, here?

Liu Qingshan looked at the bustling crowd and really couldn't bring himself to do it.

This uncle-master seemed a little unreliable. How could he ask people to kowtow in the street when they met?

Forget it, who made him his uncle-master? Just kowtow!

Just as his knees were about to bend to the ground, his shoulders were grabbed by a big hand. With just a slight lift, Liu Qingshan's whole body was immediately suspended in the air.

Well, it seems that he is indeed the uncle-master.

Liu Qingshan really believed it this time. If it were someone else, could he lift him up like a chicken?

After letting go, the middle-aged man said with a look of disdain: "Boss, you made a mistake, why did you accept a useless person?"

Liu Qingshan's face was immediately black: Uncle, can you consider my feelings?

He immediately explained: "Uncle, I have only been learning from my master for a year."

"Oh, that's not bad, you kid, take it easy, don't touch women in the next few years, otherwise you will be useless." The uncle patted Liu Qingshan's shoulder, and his hand was really strong.

The words were true and showed love, but it felt really awkward to hear.

Liu Qingshan could only chuckle twice: "Uncle, I haven't asked you yet..."

"What old, I'm only 40, and I haven't married yet."

The uncle glared again, 4 means that the age is just over 40.

Liu Qingshan blinked: It turns out that he is also an old bachelor. From this point of view, the master and the sect are really of the same lineage.

No, if it is passed down to my generation, and this style is still the same, then it will be a bad omen.

He finally figured it out. This uncle, to put it nicely, is innocent and has no scheming. To put it bluntly, he is a little dumb.

But it's okay. This kind of person is easy to get along with.

At this time, a tricycle passed by, rang the bell, and greeted: "Haoerye, how many jobs have you done today?"wAp.

Haoerye, Liu Qingshan blinked. There are all kinds of "ye" in old Beijing. This "Haoerye" generally refers to those who are stupid and evolved from the word "shamaoer".

"It's time to close the stall. My nephew came to see me. Let's go home and have a good meal."

The uncle waved his big hand, then turned to Liu Qingshan and said, "Your uncle's surname is Ai, and my nickname is Ai Wenmao. These thieves call me Lao Maoer, so you can just call me Uncle Lao Maoer."

"Let's go, let's not stay in the store. Let's go to Uncle's house and treat it as our own home!"

After saying that, he rode on the tricycle carelessly and pedaled away, scaring the fourth child in the car to almost call the police uncle.

"Uncle, please stop first. My elder will be here soon."

Liu Qingshan shouted a few times, but the tricycle was getting faster and faster. He was also anxious and shouted, "Uncle Lao Maoer!"

With a squeak, the tricycle finally stopped, and the fourth and fifth children on the car were carried by inertia and flew forward directly.

Without even looking back, Lao Maoer stretched out his two big hands, grabbed the two little girls in midair, leaned back, and put them back to their original seats.

Then he scratched his head and said, "It seems so. I have two rooms, and there is really no room for you."

Seeing what he had just done, Liu Qingshan was completely convinced.

It's a bit too much to use a tricycle to ride such a good skill.

When Lao Maoer came back on his bike and waited for Lin Zizhou on the road, Liu Qingshan introduced his family to him.

Lao Maoer seemed to like children very much. He picked up the fourth and fifth children and threw them high up.

The fourth child was so scared that he kept screaming, while he grinned and laughed.

Liu Qingshan also had a headache: Should I call you Uncle Master Zhou Botong?

So he hurriedly shouted: "Uncle..."

"Call me Uncle Lao Maoer."

"Okay, Uncle Lao Maoer, please find a place nearby first. We just got off the train and haven't had breakfast yet."

Lao Maoer slapped his forehead and said, "Forget about this. Don't let our little four and five go hungry. Let's go. Uncle will take you two kids to drink bean juice!"

"No need for bean juice. Just find a pancake shop or fried dough sticks and soy milk."

Liu Qingshan knew that outsiders would definitely not be used to drinking bean juice, so he reminded him.

Lao Maoer was still unhappy after hearing this: "When we are in the capital, we must eat the food of our old capital, bean juice with fried dough rings, or a bowl of stewed pork or fried liver for each person."

Liu Qingshan ignored him and saw a pancake seller. He asked for one first, ate it while watching the tricycle and waiting for Lin Zizhou.

Lao Mao led the rest of the people and told them to eat whatever they wanted, as long as they were full.

After waiting for a long time, Lao Mao finally carried Lao Si and Lao Wu and led a group of people back.

That's right, he carried them, one on each shoulder. His shoulders were broad, so it wouldn't be a problem for an adult to sit on them, let alone two little ones.

Lao Si and Lao Wu were still holding food in their hands and eating happily. When they saw Liu Qingshan, Lao Si handed him the food in his hand:

"Brother, the bean flour rolls in the capital are better than ours!"

"This is called donkey rolls."

The old man even corrected me, and it was obvious that he really liked children.

Liu Qingshan took two bites of Donkey Roll. It was soft, glutinous and sweet. It was really good. When he asked what other people ate, it turned out that it was either braised or stir-fried liver. I don’t know if he is used to it.

Fortunately, people these days are rarely picky eaters, and some food is good.

While waiting for others, Liu Qingshan had nothing to do, so he chatted with the old man: "Uncle Master, why do you still want to be a boss when you have such skills?"

"I just make a living, I don't have any other skills, I just have a lot of strength, what else can I do if I don't do this."

The old man didn't care at all. Anyway, if one person is full, the whole family will not be hungry.

Liu Qingshan grinned: "Then this skill is not a waste. You can just find a place, open a martial arts gym, and teach dozens of apprentices every day."

When the old man heard this, he shook his head repeatedly: "When we were performing in the Shaolin Temple last year, there were quite a few people who wanted to learn the skills from our teachers. At the most, there were more than a hundred people. They practiced with me in the park every morning."

"But after practicing, everyone withdrew, and no one was serious about practicing martial arts."

Liu Qingshan was also puzzled: "Uncle, what did you teach them?"

"Of course the starting point is zhanzhuang. You must stand for an hour every day!"

Liu Qingshan was also completely speechless. When he thought about how he started to stand up to the mute grandpa, he gritted his teeth and persisted.

That's because he has a tough mind. How many ordinary young people can endure this hardship?

After watching the movie, they want to imitate the showmanship and coolness in it. If you teach them how to practice horse stance and other things, it would be weird if they don't leave.

But that's fine. In the future, it's better to ask Uncle Master to ride a three-wheeler and collect things for you. Anyway, he's familiar with it, and Master Lu can help with his eyesight.

It happened to be a complete set, and I took Master Lu around Sijiu City every day.

So he told his uncle about this plan, and the old man's head shook like a rattle: "Xiao Shanzi, you can't join this business. You are carrying a bird in a cage, fighting a chicken and running dogs, you are a trap!"

Seeing his expression of bitterness and hatred, Liu Qingshan also wondered: What's going on?

I just heard the old man sigh: "Your uncle, I have been deeply affected by it. Do you know what my uncle's last name is?"

"Didn't you say your last name was Ai just now?"

"This Ai...this is the surname that was changed after the founding of the People's Republic of China. The original surname was Aisin Gioro."

Liu Qingshan blinked and understood: Uncle Qing was once a disciple of the Eight Banners.

He tried to persuade her for a long time, but the old man couldn't get enough of it. It looked like he was really scared, and he probably had a big shadow in his heart.

Just as he was talking, he saw Lin Zizhou riding a bicycle and hurried over. Seeing Liu Qingshan and the others, he quickly put the bicycle on the curb and asked with a smile:

"Qingshan, why didn't you call earlier so that I could pick you up at the station."

After saying that, he greeted Liu Jinfeng and Liu Yinfeng one by one, and pinched Liu Caifeng's little face: "Hey, the fourth and fifth sons are here too. Is the capital fun?"

"Uncle Lin, the capital is a lot of fun and there are a lot of delicious things."

With just one sentence, Xiao Laosi revealed his nature as a snack foodie.

Shan Xing also called Uncle Lin softly. Lin Zizhou knew her life experience, bent down and pressed her little face, and said lovingly: "Shan Xing looks so beautiful in Bragi."

Liu Qingshan smiled and shook hands with Lin Zizhou, then pointed to the side and said: "If I had troubled Uncle Lin earlier, I wouldn't have met my uncle."

Master uncle?

Lin Zizhou couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then shook hands with the old man: "Brother, hello, hello, does this count as a fate to meet you thousands of miles away?"

"You reporters can still talk and call me old hat. Let's walk. Which guest house will we go to?"

Old Hat asked with a grin.

Lin Zizhou looked at these people and didn't give way to his family. Nowadays, housing in the capital is tight, and no one has such a big place.

So he reported the name of the guest house of the Ministry of Culture, and the old man carried the fourth and fifth children into the car and led the way.

Lin Zizhou pushed his bicycle and chatted with Liu Qingshan while walking. Lin Zizhou mainly asked about the development of Jiapigou and said that he would do another survey until the end of the year.

Liu Qingshan naturally welcomed this with both hands.

When he arrived at the guest house, Liu Qingshan was a little dazed: Is there a basement these days?

Lin Zizhou continued to explain: "There are a lot of people coming to Beijing now. Several guest houses I know are all full. This used to be an air-raid shelter and was converted into a guest house. There are ventilation fans inside. I will make do with staying for a few nights. I I’ll think of another way to adjust it for you.”

Lin Zizhou came forward and moved in smoothly. The room was a little damp, but the facilities were quite complete.

March, early spring.

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The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood.

The city was full of broken walls and ruins, and everything was withered. Collapsed houses could be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, withering silently.

The streets that used to be bustling are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy.

Only blood mud mixed with pieces of meat, dust, and paper remained, and it was indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff had long been soaked into wet red, full of gloom and weirdness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some resentment, and looked at the mottled stones in front of them alone.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with tattered clothes and full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his worn-out coat from all directions, swept through his body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog about seven or eight feet away from him, and sometimes vigilantly observed the surroundings.

It seemed that in this dangerous ruin, the slightest movement would instantly take it into the air.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely submerged its head into the abdominal cavity of the wild dog.

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