Radiating from Nanyi, his social circle is mostly composed of nostalgic people.
Not to mention that Nan Yi is snobbish and the people he associates with are carefully selected. His power is hidden and has never shown signs of decline. He does not cherish old friendships and only weighs the pros and cons. Others will also cherish his past.
Luo Kun is a truly nostalgic person. Since Nan Yi's son is coming, of course he has to wait for him, and he has to rush over from other places.
The business has grown and it has become a big hotel. The longmenzhen is no longer Luo Kun's main job. He seldom comes here. It is only his wife who takes care of the store. Yes, his British wife's main job is an English teacher. She also opened an English training class and is usually very busy.
When they arrived at the place, Chen Ruishi parked the car, and Nan Wuwei got out and walked straight towards Luo Kun.
"Uncle Luo, I'm Nan Wuwei."
"Okay, the young boss looks exactly like the boss." After greeting Nan Wuwei, Luo Kun looked at Chen Ruishi again. He was shocked and asked tentatively, "Are you Director Chen?"
"I didn't expect that Boss Luo actually knew me. Hello, I'm Chen Ruishi." Chen Ruishi responded gracefully.
"Hello, Director Chen, hello, young boss, Director Chen, please come in. I have asked the kitchen to prepare the dishes, and they can be served at any time." Luo Kunzhen's enthusiasm was intertwined with the enthusiasm of the occasion, and he walked towards the four people into the store.
In the countryside, people lock the door when they go to bed at night. Not only is there a bolt behind the door, but it is also propped up with a hoe. To do business, you have to open the door to welcome customers from all directions, and there may be good customers and bad customers. In the 1990s, if you want to do business peacefully, you have to have someone supporting you behind the scenes so that your business can be done peacefully and steadily.
After years of doing business, Luo Kun has made friends with a few people, but their levels are not very high, and none of them are as good as Chen Ruishi in front of him.
Leading the guests into his reserved box, Luo Kun told the waiter to ask the kitchen staff to serve the dishes quickly. As soon as the waiter left, Luo Kun said to Nan Wuwei, "Young boss, do you want me to help you find a truck?"
"Uncle Luo, how did you know I was looking for a truck? Did Dad tell you?"
"Yes, the boss called me and told me that the young boss had asked him carefully about the lotus pond. The boss guessed that the young boss might want to buy some things and take them to Bacheng to sell." Luo Kun said with a smile.
"Dad is so boring." Nan Wuwei pouted and said, "Uncle Luo, do you have a pickup truck?"
"Yes, I found a military vehicle for the boss. It's ready and can be used at any time." Luo Kun remembered Nan Yi's instructions and did not tell Nan Wuwei why he wanted to find a military vehicle.
To get rich, you have to keep an eye on the roads. After July, the role of national highways in local finances has become increasingly obvious. There are too many roads with trucks on them, and the road administration, transportation bureau, traffic police, village committees along the way, and some other miscellaneous departments need to be dealt with. Nan Yi doesn't want Nan Wuwei to get involved in these for the time being.
"Thank you, Uncle Luo."
Namo thanked him and said nothing more.
Luo Kun, who had the initiative in the topic, also turned to talk to Chen Ruishi...
The meal was a great pleasure for both the host and the guests.
After dinner, Chen Ruishi and Luo Kun both accompanied Nan Wuwei to the hotel.
The next day, at just three o'clock in the morning, Luo Kun picked up Nan Wuwei at the hotel and went to the Lotus Pond. He collected the goods from each household, loaded them into the car, and set off immediately.
There was a big Liberation truck with two drivers, one named Ma Yuan and the other named Jiang Xiaowei. Together with Nan Wuwei, there was definitely not enough space for the three of them in the truck. Miao Xiaolan and Nan Wuwei were a woman and a child, so they definitely needed to be taken care of. Ge Pudao and Jiang Xiaowei, who didn't have a turn to drive, got on the truck bed consciously.
"Uncle Ma, take this and smoke it." When the car drove out of the urban area of ​​Chengdu and passed the Ya'an toll station, Nan Wuwei took out two packs of Aztecs and placed them on the dashboard of the car.
"You old Russian bastard Aziz, what a nice cigarette." Ma Yuan glanced at the cigarette and then looked ahead. He was not too surprised at Nan Wuwei's behavior of giving him cigarettes.
Drivers in 1993 were still very valuable, especially those who were transporting goods outside. As long as they were not addicted to smoking, they could just draw their cards. As for Nanwu being mature beyond his years, Ma Yuan did not find it surprising. There were many precocious children, and he had met more than one or two of them, but most of them were from poor families. The one in front of him should be a child from a rich family.
"I don't understand. My father gave it to me."
"You know Boss Luo. Is your father a businessman?"
"Well, my father does big business." Nan Wuwei said complacently.
Ma Yuan asked jokingly, "What big business?"
"We sell bean sprouts and tofu. We can sell dozens of carts a day."
Ma Yuan said happily: "Your father is really amazing."
"Yeah, my dad is awesome, so I can't be any worse than him. I must make a few thousand bucks on this trip."
Ma Yuan thought that the child in front of him was just playing house, and he had no idea who the child's father was. He doted on the child so much, not only letting the child do whatever he wanted, but also letting the other two do the same.
After answering Nan Wuwei's question again, Ma Yuan picked up a pack of cigarettes, opened it, and concentrated on driving while smoking.
It's okay for an adult to chat with a child for a few words, but it's impossible for them to chat all the way. Ma Yuan wanted to chat with Miao Xiaolan, but he saw that she had been silent since she got on the car. She didn't seem like someone who was easy to chat with, so he gave up the idea.
The car had been on the road for more than an hour when it began to get light. Nan Wuwei, who had been playing the video game for a while, fell asleep on Miao Xiaolan.
He was drowsy, opening his eyes and falling asleep again and again. When Nan Wuwei woke up, the car had already reached Erlang Mountain. Ma Yuan stepped on the brakes and stopped the car. "Go pee now. I need to inspect the car. We are about to climb Erlang Mountain. The road is difficult to walk on."
Hearing this, Nan Wuwei and Miao Xiaolan got off the car, Ge Pudao took over, and Miao Xiaolan went to a distant place to solve a physiological problem.
Along the highway, the mountains are mostly bare land. It is still in the Hengduan Mountains, so the vegetation is sparse. It looks fresh at first glance, but after looking a few more times, it really doesn’t seem new.
Nan Wuwei looked at it for a few times while he was peeing, but after the novelty wore off, he just felt a little cold.
"Uncle Ge Pu, the weather is getting colder."
“This is at a high altitude.”
"oh."
Nan Wuwei returned to the passenger seat, took out a cotton-lined sweatshirt from his bag and put it on. He stayed there for a while. Ma Yuan repaired the car and continued on the road.
The car drove for another hour or so and arrived at Erlang Mountain. The scenery had changed. Not only was the vegetation dense, but the mountain was also steep, and there was cloud and mist all around. Old Jiefang began to climb the slope with a grunt, swaying from side to side.
After driving along the winding mountain road for another hour, the car merged with the sea of ​​clouds, as if riding on the clouds. When we reached the pass of Erlang Mountain, the temperature had dropped by a few degrees.
The cloud waterfall on the mountain gives people a magnificent feeling, and the steep mountains and snow-capped peaks around give people a sense of mystery, as if it can cleanse the soul.
Nanwu Weijingjing was looking out the window with interest, but Ma Yuan was turning the gear lever with great effort. The road was too bad and the car was moving like a turtle.
Suddenly, the car shuddered, and there were two sounds of click and bang. Ma Yuan's face changed and he stepped on the brakes all the way down in an instant. He pushed open the door with a clang, jumped out of the car, ran to the front of the car, opened the hood, checked for a long time, and his face became very ugly.
"Old Ma, what's wrong?" Jiang Xiaowei, who was in the truck bed, also walked to the front of the truck and asked.
"It's over. The tooth box may be broken."
Jiang Xiaowei frowned when he heard this, "I'll go get the tools, you go down and take a look."
The two of them worked together, one handed over the tools, and the other drilled under the car. Ma Yuan fiddled with it for a while and came out, saying with a bitter face: "It's no good, we need to hang the gear box."
The gearbox is the transmission, and lifting the gearbox means lifting the transmission out for repair. It is a big job in "auto repair". It cannot be repaired without professional tools, no matter how advanced your auto repair skills are.
After learning from Ma Yuan that they could not leave today, Ge Pudao got on the truck bed, took his hiking bag, found a flat piece of ground beside the winding mountain road, and set up a tent.
On the mountain at an altitude of several thousand meters, the temperature difference between day and night is very large. Even though it is summer, it is easy to freeze to death here at night without a tent or sleeping bag.
The Nan family's security system is professional and specialized. Although Ge Pudao and his men are outside the system, they still take turns to enter the camp and receive professional training. The advance preparations and emergency plans must have been sufficient, and the current situation is also within the scope of preparation.
Ge Pudao set up camp, and Miao Xiaolan took Nan Wuwei to collect firewood.
"Old Ma, you're not like an ordinary person."
All the actions of Ge Pudao and Miao Xiaolan were seen by Ma Yuan and Jiang Xiaowei.
"Don't make a fuss. Mr. Luo's friend must be a rich man. He can run around outside without any worries if there are no capable people following him." Ma Yuan said as a matter of course.
Jiang Xiaowei nodded and said, "That's right, this father is really generous. If it were my son, even if there were capable people following him, I wouldn't dare let him run around outside alone."
"Don't talk about this. Your legs are fine. Hurry down and go down the mountain to find a mechanic."
Jiang Xiaowei looked up at the winding mountain road above and said, "There are no cars now. Let's wait a little longer."
On the other side, Nan Wuwei and the other man came to a place out of sight. Miao Xiaolan took out a cloth bag, took out the short sticks inside, and put them together with a few clicks. A gun was formed. She put the gun on her back and began to pick up firewood vigilantly.
There are wild dogs in Erlang Mountain, they could be Tibetan mastiffs or other Tibetan dogs, there are many varieties, but as long as they are wild, they are more difficult to deal with than a lone wolf. A wolf without a pack is a scum, and any adult who is not afraid can fight. And there are really not many wolves these days.
Nan Wuwei picked up the slingshot, holding a steel ball in his left hand, and looked around without any panic, waiting for the wild dogs to appear, and it would be best if he could see a giant panda.
Unfortunately, Nan Wuwei's wish was dashed. When Miao Xiaolan collected enough firewood, she didn't see any wild dogs, let alone giant pandas. However, she saw a badger from afar on the way back.
When they returned to the car, Jiang Xiaowei was gone. Only Ma Yuan was leaning against the car smoking.
Miao Xiaolan put the firewood away, and took the folding bucket and water bag to fetch water. Nan Wuwei was responsible for making a campfire. Ge Pudao, who had already set up the tent, took out the outdoor cooking utensils and put them aside, and took out the fishing line to make a lasso. Although they brought dry food, it would definitely not be as satisfying as eating fresh food. Besides, food can be left over, but not insufficient. They still have to pass through many uninhabited areas along the way, and any emergency may happen.
Ma Yuan, who had just finished smoking, came to Ge Pudao and asked, "Want to go hunting?"
"Let's try our luck and see if there are any wild rabbits." Ge Pudao had already made a dozen lassoes and coiled up the remaining fishing line and put it away.
"Yes, there are, but they are rare. There are quite a few birds."
"I don't dare to hit the birds. They are too protected. If I'm not careful, I'll break the law."
Ge Pudao's words left Ma Yuan speechless. He had wanted to say that he had a gun and could shoot birds, and he felt that his awareness was inferior to that of the common people.
Nan Wuwei, who lit the bonfire, said, "Uncle Ma, how long will it take for Uncle Jiang to come back?"
"Hurry up, we can be back today, but it's useless to come back, it's getting dark soon, and we can't repair it at night. You are well prepared, so tonight won't be too difficult. In April, Xiaowei and I passed by here and happened to encounter a broken-down car. There were three people in total, and we didn't even have a military coat. We froze all night and almost froze to death."
"Uncle Ma, does it still snow here in April?"
"It will rain, but not much."
As they were chatting, Miao Xiaolan came back. Ge Pudao took over with her again. Ma Yuan followed, and the two of them walked towards the pass together.
Miao Xiaolan put the pot on the water, waited for the water to boil, found the cocoa powder, and made a cup for Nan Wuwei and herself. In the wilderness, roasting the campfire and drinking high-calorie drinks, the two of them were warm all over.
After drinking a cup of cocoa, Nan Wuwei took out his handheld game console and started playing the game. Miao Xiaolan sat there quietly in a daze.
Two hours later, the sky was completely dark. The night on the mountain was silent, with no insects chirping and no sound of wind. A crescent moon emerged from the dark clouds, and the mountains on all sides were illuminated palely. In the distance, two infinitely elongated figures appeared. Ge Pudao and Ma Yuan returned, carrying a slaughtered hare in their hands.
Cut into pieces and put into the pot. You can't be picky when you are outdoors, just cook it directly. Fortunately, it is well prepared. There are seasonings such as salt, MSG, and chili powder that don't take up much space, as well as dried perilla to remove the fishy smell.
A pot of boiled rabbit, three slices of bacon per person, and half a bowl of rice per person. It can only be half a bowl. The load of the outdoor bag has been precisely calculated. Apart from the necessities for survival, not much else will be brought. When surviving outdoors and carrying a limited amount of weight, it is better to bring more chocolate than rice. If it were not for Nan Wuwei's appetite, I might not bring a single grain of rice.
The boiled rabbit tasted just average, but fortunately it was spicy enough. Several people were sweating while eating it and kept licking their lips.
Ma Yuan enjoyed the meal very much. No matter whether he was on a military transport mission before or providing transport services to the people now, they often traveled along the Sichuan-Tibet line. The environment along the way was harsh. If something went wrong on the road, they would have to spend the night in the wild. This was not uncommon, but it happened from time to time. However, it was the first time for him to eat hot meals, and they were ready-made meals.
After finishing half a bowl of rice and picking out all the rabbit meat in the pot, Miao Xiaolan took out two packets of half-crushed instant noodles and added them to the pot. After cooking for a while, the three adults each took a little and the rest of the pot was given to Nan Wuwei.
After eating, everyone had a cup of cocoa to store enough calories in their bodies. Miao Xiaolan and Nan Wuwei entered the tent first, and Ge Pudao was responsible for guarding the first half of the night.
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As the night deepened, a howling wind began to blow, the campfire crackled, the crescent moon hid in the dark clouds, and the sound of bells was carried far away by the wind, ding-dong, ding-dong. In the wilderness, in the middle of the night, the sound of the bells seemed unusual and eerie.
Miao Xiaolan was awakened as it was almost time for a shift change. She listened attentively for a while, then instantly got out of her sleeping bag, grabbed the gun beside her, quietly unzipped the tent, walked out of the tent, and came to Ge Pu Daoshen who was already on guard.
"What is it?"
Ge Pudao: "It looks like a bell on the neck of an animal. It might be a herdsman."
"It's almost twelve o'clock. Are the herdsmen on the mountain roads at this time? Could they be poachers?"
Ge Pu Dao: "What can be hunted here?"
“Giant panda.”
"Dead ones are worthless, and who would want them alive? It's better to catch eagles on the grassland. If they walk around in the middle of the night, I'm afraid they are tomb robbers." Ge Pudao said, moving his ears. "It's above us, less than two miles away."
Ge Pudao is from the Miao village, and he is a native Miao. He has learned hunting since he was young, and identifying positions by sound is one of his survival skills.
“The winding mountain road.”
"I checked during the day, the actual distance is no more than ten miles, it's time to wake Wuwei up."
"good."
Nan Wuwei was woken up, and Ma Yuan was also woken up. Miao Xiaolan took Nan Wuwei to hide in the dark, and Ge Pu Dao hid in a place where the light from the campfire could not reach. Ma Yuan lay in the truck bed with a gun in his hand.
More than an hour later, the sound of the bells became crisp, mixed with the sound of livestock and human footsteps.
Ge Pudao had been listening attentively. When the person came about a hundred meters away, the footsteps disappeared. The tinkling sounds rang quickly for a few times and then disappeared. Ge Pudao couldn't help but imagine a hand grabbing a bell in his mind.
He is intentionally covering his tracks and has no good intentions.
Ge Pudao reached behind his back and pulled out a hollow three-edged scraper, and then a spring arrow. He held the three-edged scraper in his right hand and held the spring arrow in his left hand, pointing it at the nothingness in front of him. There was also a folding bucket filled with water next to him.
Miao Xiaolan squatted down, holding the gun at one-fifth of the gun body with her hand, with the gun tip pointing upward at 55 degrees, ready to thrust it upwards to pierce the enemy's throat or chest at any time.
Nan Wuwei held a slingshot with a rubber band that was more elastic. A heavy steel ball punched out by a heavy stamping machine was wrapped in cowhide and was ready to be fired at any time.
Ma Yuan pulled the bolt, loaded the bullet, and changed from lying on his stomach to kneeling on one knee to aim. He was complaining about Ge Pu Dao's suspicion before, but now his thoughts have changed. The mountain is too quiet, and the sound can be heard too far, so he can hear any movement.
Sand, rustle.
The sound of the wide hem being blown by the wind.
Ge Pudao concentrated his mind and calmed himself, narrowing his eyes slightly, looking at the border illuminated by the campfire.
After a long time, a man holding a homemade multi-barreled spray gun was reflected by the campfire. The man's face was full of wrinkles and his eyes were shining with viciousness.
puff!
The spring arrow shot out and pierced the man's right hand holding the gun.
Ding!
The homemade spray gun fell to the ground.
ah……
The man let out a shrill scream.
Wow!
The water in the folding bucket flew towards the campfire, and the campfire that had been tampered with in advance was directly covered with water.
Ge Pu Dao threw away the folding bucket, pushed the ground with his right foot, threw his body forward, and rolled over, somersaulting to the man's feet. He raised his hand and stabbed the three-edged scraper, piercing the man's calf. He pressed his hand on the handle of the scraper, and used the reaction force to rise up.
As the Ge Pu knife rose, the man, who felt pain in his hands and feet, subconsciously squatted on the ground.
One rose up, the other squatted down, and when they were less than eighty centimeters above the ground, Ge Pu Dao's hand knife met the man's neck. The man groaned and fell limply to the ground.
After hitting the target with one blow, Ge Pu Dao rolled over again and landed in a depression on the side of the road. He lay on the ground and continued to listen attentively.
Fortunately, if the man did not have a fierce look, and if the man was holding a standard weapon instead of a homemade shotgun, Ge Pu Dao would not have been able to be so decisive and would have probably lost the opportunity and fallen into danger.
After listening for a while, Ge Pudao reached into his pocket and pressed the button rhythmically a few times, sending a "2" message to Miao Xiaolan.
Miao Xiaolan felt the vibration in her pocket, her eyes narrowed into slits, staring intently ahead. She had heard some movement, someone was approaching her.
Ma Yuan in the truck bed also held his breath and listened to the movement from the front of the truck. A few seconds ago, the instant noodle crumbs scattered around the front of the truck were stepped on and someone was approaching the truck.
He was a little panicked. The scream just now resounded through the sky, but other than that, he could not hear any other sound. The person who could sit back and watch his companions in danger without saying a word must be a ruthless character in the dark.
Silence, except for the sound of the wind.
There was a stalemate and no one dared to move.
One minute, five minutes, half an hour. Perhaps the crescent moon, hiding in the dark clouds in the sky watching the show, became anxious, so it stuck half of its body out and looked down at the ground.
The moonlight shines down, revealing an unobstructed human figure.
Boo!
The steel ball flew out and hit the bridge of his nose heavily.
call!
The gun swept out in a fan-shaped pattern, hitting the soft spot behind the kneecap hard.
Click!
A sound of bone breaking.
call!
The gun was swung out again, and the appropriate amount of force was applied to the neck.
Another one was taken care of, only the last one left.
"At the five o'clock direction, use your homemade long shotgun." Ge Pudao shouted at Ma Yuan.
"Don't move. Drop the gun."
After being reminded, Ma Yuan seized the opportunity and stood in the truck bed pointing a gun at the last man.
Seeing this situation, Ge Pudao rushed out from the darkness and went towards the truck along the "man's" blind spot.
The man who was pointed at by the gun stared at Ma Yuan viciously with his triangular eyes flashing, and was unmoved by his words. He slowly changed the direction of the muzzle of the long gun in his hand.
"Drop the gun, you hear me? Or I'm going to shoot you."
Although he is an active soldier, Ma Yuan had only practiced target shooting when he was in the recruit company. After that, he was assigned to the motor vehicle company, where he touched the steering wheel more than the gun. He had never participated in shooting training again. When faced with the current situation, he was really panicked.
Due to the combination of discipline and panic, Ma Yuan did not dare to shoot and directly subdue the man with triangular eyes.
Ge Pudao approached the truck and walked from the rear to the front. He bent down and observed Triangle Eyes on the other side. He made quite a noise and Triangle Eyes also noticed his presence. He glanced at Ge Pudao out of the corner of his eye, then Triangle Eyes retracted his gaze and continued to stare at Ma Yuan.
"Again, throw your gun away."
Ge Pudao cursed in his heart: "Just shouting without shooting is useless."
He was confident that he could subdue Triangle Eyes by swinging the triangular scraper, but he was not sure that he could only injure but not kill. If the man was not killed, things would be controllable, but if he died, things would become very troublesome.
"Second warning."
"Auntie Miao, should we go over and help?" Nan Wuwei, who was standing in the distance and was blocked by Miao Xiaolan's body, said.
Miao Xiaolan said with a headache: "Wuwei, your safety is the most important."
"I've warned you twice. Shoot quickly. Can't you see that the muzzle of his gun is almost pointing at you? Do you want to die?" Seeing that the muzzle of Triangle Eyes' gun was almost adjusted into place, Ge Pudao shouted anxiously.