Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 25

【May your marriage be smooth, and your life be long and peaceful. 】

Li Zhuiyuan remembered the face he had shown to Xue Liangliang.

Everything has many sides. As long as you change your perspective frequently, you can always find the good side.

For example, this marriage is indeed going smoothly.

Love at first sight, love in one day.

Even if we only see each other once every three years, combined with longevity and peace, it can be considered a kind of compensation, right?
"Xiao Yuan, come with me to see Zhao Hequan and see if he is okay now."

"Brother Liangliang, can you get out of bed now?"

"can."

Xue Liangliang got out of bed and his legs began to tremble.

Li Zhuiyuan hurriedly supported him and prevented him from falling.

Xue Liangliang looked a little embarrassed.

"Brother Liangliang, you just recovered from a serious illness, so you feel a little weak. That's normal."

"Yeah."

"Walk slowly and hold on to me."

"Okay, Xiaoyuan."

The two left the ward, went down the stairs, and came to Zhao Hequan's ward.

Zhao Hequan's parents have rushed over from other places and are listening to the doctor's description of his condition. Both of them are dressed decently and formally, so their family conditions should not be bad.

When they heard the doctor say that Zhao Hequan's condition had suddenly improved and he was no longer in danger of death, the two men cried with joy.

When I heard the doctor say that Zhao Hequan had multiple erosions and festering on his body, and some parts had to be removed, including the two testicles below,
The two cried even louder!

【A rough marriage leads to loneliness for life. 】

Li Zhuiyuan muttered to himself, it seems that he was right again.

However, he originally thought that it would happen after Zhao Hequan and his girlfriend went to the United States, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Avoiding the two crying old men, Xue Liangliang pushed open the door of the ward and walked in with Li Zhuiyuan.

At this time, Zhao Hequan had woken up and was sitting with his back against the hospital bed.

He looked very haggard and depressed.

Li Zhuiyuan remembered that when he first returned to the village to play with Pan Zilei and others, he saw a dog lying on the dam with a bored look on its face.

At that time, I asked my brothers if the dog was sick.
Pan Zi replied: "I was castrated yesterday and I haven't recovered yet."

However, although they were both wearing hospital gowns, Zhao Hequan's eyes immediately flashed with fighting spirit when he saw Xue Liangliang. He instinctively thought that Xue Liangliang had come here on purpose to laugh at him!

Li Zhuiyuan knew that it was not the case. Brother Liangliang came to confirm whether the ladies of the Bai family had all returned home and disembarked.

Upon closer inspection, this should also be included in the negotiation conditions and is Brother Liangliang’s “hidden gift”.

Therefore, Xue Liangliang should be Zhao Hequan's savior.

Zhao Hequan: "Haha, stop laughing too early. American medicine is well developed. When I go to the United States, my illness will be cured!"

Xue Liangliang nodded and consoled him, "Relax, it doesn't matter if you can't be cured. If they continue to deconstruct the concept of collectivism, people like you will have a higher status in the United States in the future."

When Zhao Hequan heard this, his face turned red with anger, and his body began to tremble, as if he had stepped on an egg that no longer existed, or as if he had phantom limb pain.

"Oh, I will definitely live a happier and better life than you in the future.

I will live well and wait to see you make a fool of yourself.

Also, I want to tell you that Lili has called me and said that no matter what happens to me, she will not despise me, and she will marry me when we go to the United States. At that time, I will send you photos of our wedding held in the church. "

"Congratulations." Xue Liangliang sighed, "I'm married."

"What are you talking about?" Zhao Hequan was stunned for a moment, then shouted, "Are you making up stories to irritate me? You don't even care about logic?"

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open again, and Luo Tingrui came in.

If something happens to a student during a practical class, the school must be held responsible. It must not only bear the medical expenses, but also fulfill the compensation liability. Fortunately, the student is out of danger.

"Zhao Hequan."

"Director Luo." Zhao Hequan immediately smiled at Engineer Luo.

"You should take good care of yourself and try to return to school as soon as possible to continue your studies."

"Okay, Director Luo."

"Liangliang, why did you run out when you just woke up? Be obedient and go back to the ward to rest. How can I feel at ease with you like this?"

"I'm fine now, Director Luo."

"Why call me Director? Call me Uncle from now on."

"Okay, Uncle Luo."

It is impossible for a person to lie when he is in a coma. Luo Tingrui had always admired Xue Liangliang, and after this incident, he liked this young boy even more.

He has made up his mind that he will apply to the school to participate in the Southwest Aid Project. Then he can bring Xue Liangliang with him and give the boy a better starting point.

"Okay, I'll go out first. You go back to the ward and rest early." After Luo Tingrui said this, he went out to comfort Zhao Hequan's parents.

Zhao Hequan was so angry that he gritted his teeth. What was the tone Director Luo used to him, and what was the tone he used to Xue Liangliang? He even asked Xue Liangliang to call him uncle?

He understood. No wonder Xue Liangliang said that his marriage was settled. He was going to marry Director Luo!

As a student of Haihe University, Zhao Hequan certainly knew that although Luo Tingrui was only a department leader, he was definitely a leading figure in the relevant field in China. Moreover, the school's professionals were encouraged to enter the government. If Luo Tingrui was willing to leave the school, his status outside would immediately be greatly elevated.

"Okay, Xue Liangliang, I can't tell. No wonder you act so convincingly. It turns out you do this to get promoted!"

"I was under a lot of psychological pressure and had no choice but to do this."

"you……"

Li Zhuiyuan discovered that white smoke was coming out of Zhao Hequan's head.

At this time, Zhao Hequan's mother came in while wiping her tears and said, "Hequan, the expert from Shanghai that the school hired for you is coming soon. Mom and Dad will go to the door to greet you. Don't worry, your illness will be fine."

"Hmm..." Zhao Hequan frowned and nodded.

After his mother left, Zhao Hequan sneered, "See, that's how it is in China. You have to find connections and have favors to do anything. It's not like America, where there's no such thing."

Xue Liangliang asked in confusion: "How do you feel that a country that still has a letter of recommendation system has no personal connections?"

"You...get out, get out, get out!"

"You should take good care of yourself and get some rest."

Xue Liangliang was supported by Li Zhuiyuan and walked out of the ward. After closing the door, Xue Liangliang said:
"Don't go back to the ward yet. I'll go to the hospital entrance to buy you some snacks and toys."

"no need."

"Yes, although I don't know what happened specifically, but I know that your coming proves that you helped me a lot. Besides, this is what I promised you.

Let's go, it's only natural for an elder brother to buy some food and toys for his younger brother, unless you don't want to acknowledge me as your brother?"

"Okay, brother."

The two of them slowly walked down the stairs. At the corner of the first floor, Zhao Hequan's parents were standing there talking. Because Xue Liangliang walked down the stairs very slowly, he heard a relatively long conversation.

"My son's penis is gone. Can it really be cured?"

"Even if that one is cured, it's gone. We should hurry up and try our best to have another child. We can't let my family be extinct."

"I think I can still have another child, but if I have a second child, your job and mine will be affected..."

"Just write an application report to explain it. After all, the boss is already disabled."

"Yeah, too."

Xue Liangliang and Li Zhuiyuan didn't stop or say hello. They walked straight out of the inpatient building and came to the store outside the hospital.

"Go ahead and choose. Take whatever you want to eat. Take those toys too. Don't be polite with your brother."

Li Zhuiyuan went to get some snacks and stationery to handle the task.

"Just take this little?"

"That's enough for me."

"Okay." Xue Liangliang paid the bill, and then stuffed all the remaining money in Li Zhuiyuan's pocket, patted it, and said, "This is the pocket money your brother gave you."

"Thank you, brother."

When he sent Xue Liangliang back to the ward, he saw Uncle Qin sitting on a bench in the aisle waiting for him. After saying goodbye to Xue Liangliang, Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the hospital with Uncle Qin.

"Go to sleep, I'll carry you."

"Okay, uncle."

Li Zhuiyuan was carried on Uncle Qin's back. He was indeed tired and sleepy, and soon fell asleep on his back.

I don’t know how much time had passed, I just felt my body shaking slightly and I could hear the sound of car horns in my ears.

Li Zhuiyuan’s first reaction was, could it be that Uncle Qin also used the paper car trick?

Opened my eyes with excitement, then disappointed.

The bus is full of people. It is a bus from the city to Shigang Town.

This is not the trick Uncle Qin uses, this is the ticket he bought with money.

Li Zhuiyuan really wanted to ask Uncle Qin more specifically about the paper cart last night, but he held back in the end, because the closer he was to home, the more some things could not be discussed.

However, I remember Uncle Qin said last night that it was "she" who carried it on his back.

So, the paper car was just like a dream or hypnosis. In fact, it was a certain goddess of the Bai family who carried himself and Uncle Qin on her back and ran from Siyuan Village into the city?

From this perspective, there doesn't seem to be anything special about him. Isn't this just a copy of Brother Runsheng?

"Not getting some more sleep?"

"No, uncle. It's strange. I don't know why I felt full after just a short sleep this time."

"There's a traffic jam because of road construction. It's 4pm now."

"Oh, no wonder."

The bus stopped, Li Zhuiyuan and Uncle Qin got off, and the two walked along the village road.

"Xiaoyuan, uncle asks you something."

"Uncle, tell me."

"What do you think of your older friend's choice?"

"He doesn't know what's happening outside, so it's normal for him to make such a choice. I understand."

"That's not what I'm asking. I want to ask you, if it were you, would you be willing to marry into the family?"

Li Zhuiyuan stopped and looked in the direction of his great-grandfather's house not far away, then turned his head to look at Uncle Qin who was standing beside him.

He did not answer Uncle Qin's question, but asked: "Uncle, are you leaving?"

Qin Li seemed to have not expected the boy to ask this, and a moment of surprise appeared on his face: "Why do you say that?"

"Feel."

Qin Li smiled, no longer insisted on the answer to the previous question, and did not say anything else. He walked home quietly with the boy beside him.

Qin Li withdrew his foot from the threshold, stood up, and walked in front of Li Zhuiyuan holding the small chess box.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Liu Yumei who was sitting on the dam drinking tea. Uncle Qin was standing behind her, talking with his head down.

After Liu Yumei nodded, Uncle Qin followed Aunt Liu back to the west room.

"Xiaoyuan, your grandfather and Runsheng are out." Liu Yumei said.

"Grandma Liu, do they have work?"

"That's not the case. Today, we just settled the payment for two batches of paper figurines. Your grandfather has some money in his pocket now, so he asked Runsheng to take him to Shigang Town to buy a TV."

Li Zhuiyuan could only sigh in his heart that his great-grandfather really didn't save money and spent whatever money he had in his pocket.

However, he really had no expectations for the TV.

Now he has finished reading "Detailed Explanation of Yin and Yang Physiognomy" and "Theory of Fate Deduction". Although he has not fully understood them or does not dare to understand them now, at least he can put those two books aside for now.

Next, I have to go to the basement to look for books again.

Although my grandfather's earnest teachings are still echoing in my ears, and I am aware of the importance of laying a solid foundation, but... I really can't help it.

He didn't want to experience something similar again next time and have to be a bystander.

This kind of quick success and instant benefit idea is definitely wrong and needs to be criticized, but who says that you are still a child?
Well, I can't always be too mature and rational. This is also a way to control my illness.

Li Zhuiyuan first went to the drawer to assemble the flashlight, and then went into the basement. The difference was that this time he brought Qin Li with him.

"Ari, come, help me choose a box."

This time, Li Zhuiyuan was no longer obsessed with clearing out the first box.

Ali walked to the box in the middle.

"This one?"

Li Zhuiyuan motioned to A'li to hold the flashlight, and then he opened the lid of the box with force.

"Ari, please help me take a picture."

Li Zhuiyuan began to look for books in it. The books in the box were all thick sets, very similar to the "Jianghu Zhiguai Lu" he read for the first time. They all had at least 20 volumes and were very well organized.

But most of them are basic and conceptual, and the most of them are health-related.

Li Zhuiyuan even saw a copy of "Tai Xuan Shuang Xiu Jing".

I took out a volume and flipped through a few pages. There were pictures, text, and various actions and poses.

Before Ah-ri could lean over to read with him as usual, Li Zhuiyuan quickly closed the book.

He frowned. These were not the books he was looking for. Although he admitted that these books would be useful in the future, they were useless now.

Li Zhuiyuan leaned into the box, intending to take out the two sets at the bottom. After a lot of effort and sweating, he finally took them out.

If these two books were about health preservation, then this box would be covered in dust forever.

Li Zhuiyuan immediately became interested when he looked at the cover of the book.

"The Record of Subduing Demons by the Righteous Way"!
Although the title of this book sounds a bit like the martial arts novels from Hong Kong and Taiwan that are popular in mainland China now,
But it is much better than the health books I have read before, and it gives people a strong sense of anticipation.

But, why just “up”?
Li Zhuiyuan looked at the other set he took out, and the title on the cover was "The Righteous Way to Subdue Demons, Part Two".

So, these two sets, with a total of more than 100 volumes, are actually one book? But why are they divided into upper and lower volumes?

The books in the box are mostly hand-copied copies, not publications. We plan to publish the second volume if the first volume sells well.

Li Zhuiyuan took out the first volume from each of the two sets.

I quickly flipped through the pages and scanned the content format. It had detailed graphics and text, and it also depicted various types of deadfalls in various environments, and I also saw the things used to deal with deadfalls.

But why does it feel so familiar?
With such a feeling, Li Zhuiyuan took out the first volume of "Part 2", flipped through it and quickly scanned the pages. The pictures and texts were still detailed, but there were bubbles drawn in each picture and text, indicating that they were in the water. Moreover, the use of props became less, and there were more close combats with the dead.

Therefore, the first volume talks about the environment on shore and the methods of using various props to deal with death; the second volume talks about the methods of dealing with death in the underwater environment.

However, these two should not be completely contradictory, which does not mean that all methods on shore cannot be used underwater.

The author probably made this division for the convenience of recording, and it cannot be applied mechanically.

But this comfortable font and this familiar illustration style... Li Zhuiyuan immediately took out the last volume of the second volume and turned to the last page.
Sure enough, the last line reads:

"——Written by Wei Zhengdao."

Looking at this name, Li Zhuiyuan felt very familiar.

"Records of Strange Tales from the Jianghu" was his enlightenment reading, but he never expected that Wei Zhengdao would actually write a sequel.

The former is the conceptual definition, and the two volumes in front of you are the formulas.

Li Zhuiyuan likes this rigorous and orderly feeling very much.

Looking around at the dozen or so boxes, are there any books by Wei Zhengdao in them?

An idea came to Li Zhuiyuan's mind: if this person really started from introductory popular science books and wrote higher level by higher level... then, if every chapter in "Records of Strange Tales from the Jianghu" ended with the author "destroyed by the righteous", wouldn't it be just the author's self-entertainment?
But it was really...destroyed by Wei Zhengdao.

Before, Li Zhuiyuan only thought that the author was very interesting, and also thought that the idea was ridiculous. After all, how could a person go to so many places, see so many deaths, and kill so many people in his lifetime?

But last night, after witnessing Uncle Qin's style with his own eyes, he realized that it seemed not impossible?

Just like my great grandfather never believed that he was taking classes in college, it is indeed easy for people to make empirical mistakes in unfamiliar fields.

"If I read all the books you wrote, would you be considered my teacher?"

So if I were to write a diary in the future, what should I write below?
So-and-so dies.
Destroyed by the inheritor of the righteous path?
……

Liu Yumei was eating snacks and sipping tea when she saw Li Zhuiyuan walking up the stairs with a pile of books in his arms, followed by her granddaughter, who was also holding a pile of books.

The two children carried the books upstairs and put them in the bedroom, then ran downstairs again and each carried a pile of books up from the basement, going back and forth many times.

Liu Yumei felt helpless and wanted to laugh. Alas, this was her precious granddaughter whom she had raised and cared for since she was a child.

However, this is also good. As long as she is not allowed to continue sitting in a daze behind the doorstep, Liu Yumei will not stop the boy even if he carries a hoe and takes her to the fields to farm.

After moving the books, Li Zhuiyuan took out a towel, wet it and rubbed it, then helped A'li wipe her face and hands, then folded the towel and wiped his own sweat.

Afterwards, Li Zhuiyuan took out three cans of Jianlibao and opened one for A-li while he kept one for himself.

Next, the boys and girls sat together on the terrace, enjoying the evening breeze and drinking drinks.

The girl's hair was blown by the wind from time to time, sweeping across her face, making her feel itchy.

The boy occasionally turned his head to look at the girl's profile. She was sitting on the west side, just in the same frame with the warm orange sunset. "You're back!"

Runsheng pushed the cart, and the grandfather sat on it with a yellow cardboard box in his arms.

"Xiao Yuanhou, Grandpa bought you the TV!"

"Here I come, Master."

Li Zhuiyuan ran downstairs to greet them, looking very happy and excited.

I unpacked the box, plugged in the power supply, erected the two antennas on the top, rotated the channels, and watched CCTV, Nantong local station, and county station.

The county TV station was broadcasting a new Qiong Yao drama. At this time, small local TV stations would broadcast whatever source they could get, and they didn't care about copyright issues. After all, the viewers were all locals, so the coverage area was not large.

"How about it, Xiao Yuanhou, it's pretty clear, right?" Li Sanjiang touched the head of the TV and showed off to Li Zhuiyuan.

"Yeah, that's clear."

"I, your grandfather, bought the latest model. Okay, Marquis Runsheng, carry the TV to Marquis Xiaoyuan's room."

"No need, Master, just put it on the first floor so everyone can see it."

"That won't work. I bought it for you, so why shouldn't I put it in your room?"

"If that happens, I will become addicted to watching TV and it will affect my studies."

"Oh, okay, let's put it on the first floor."

"okay!"

Runsheng was very happy to move the TV in. He slept on the table on the first floor every night, which meant he could watch TV all night.

Aunt Liu now said, "It's time for dinner."

Four sets of small dining tables have been set up. Runsheng is holding a big incense stick in his hand, and next to it is a bundle of small incense sticks, which look very much like green onions and scallions.

Ever since Xiaoyuan reminded him that day that he had opened the door to a new world, he could no longer do without this way of eating. However, before eating incense every time, he had to light the incense first and then start chewing from the other end.

Li Sanjiang took a sip of wine and shouted to Uncle Qin, who was having dinner with Liu Yumei and Liu Ting:

"Li Hou, there will be a funeral at the Zhao family in Shijia Village the day after tomorrow. I met them on my way back. They ordered 16 sets of banquets from me. Please deliver the tables, chairs, bowls and dishes to them tomorrow afternoon.

Oh, and Ting Hou, please check again to see if there is enough stock at home. If not, please make up for it as soon as possible and ask Li Hou to deliver it to Lao Zhao's house the day after tomorrow."

Aunt Liu nodded and said, "I will fix the paper figurine. There is still time. But Ali..."

"What happened to Li Hou?"

Qin Li stood up from the table, walked to Li Sanjiang, and said, "Uncle Sanjiang, my uncle is sick and may not be able to survive. He has no children, so I have to go back to take care of him."

"When will you come back, Li Hou?"

"I don't know about that. At least, we have to send the old man away."

"That will take quite a long time." Li Sanjiang scratched the back of his head with the end of his chopsticks. "Are you going back alone, Ting Hou?"

"Uncle Sanjiang, I'm the only one going back. A-Ting, my mother, and A-Li will stay here."

"Okay, go ahead."

"Uncle Sanjiang, you don't have to wait for me to come back. There are a lot of things to do at home, and we need a strong laborer. You should hire someone else."

"It's okay, it's okay, no need to hire someone." Li Sanjiang pointed at Runsheng, who was sitting in the corner eating rice with rice grains all over his face, "We have Runsheng!"

"Well, I'm here, it's okay!" Runsheng not only did not refuse, but nodded vigorously and actively.

"Don't worry, I won't let you work for nothing. I'll pay you."

"Uncle, you are being too polite. I live here with you, have meat to eat, and even a TV to watch. It's my duty to work for you."

"Bullshit, why do I owe you this little bit of wages? If your grandfather knew that you were working for me for nothing, wouldn't he be so angry that he died?

Besides, you can save some of your wages from me, and go back later to buy some rice, flour, grain, oil, etc. for your grandfather, so that the old man won’t starve to death.”

"My grandfather has a lot of money. He made a lot of money from the Niu family last time. I'm not here, so he has enough to eat and drink for a long time."

"Ha." Li Sanjiang snorted disdainfully, "That old fellow has no luck in gambling, but he still likes to play cards. I don't know how long he can keep that money in his pocket."

Then, Li Sanjiang looked at Qin Li again: "Ali, when are you leaving?"

"We'll leave tomorrow morning and go to the station."

"So soon? Is everything ready?"

"A-Ting has packed everything for me. There aren't many things. Just take a few clothes back with you."

Li Sanjiang reached into his pocket, took out the money, and handed it to Qin Li:

"Here, most of the money was used to buy a TV. This is the remaining money. You may need to take your uncle to see a doctor when you return to your hometown, so take this money with you. Oh, and don't forget to buy some Nantong specialties to bring back to your hometown, like Xiting crispy biscuits and Baipu tea."

"Uncle Sanjiang, I can't take your money, take it back quickly."

Li Sanjiang's face turned serious: "You little bastard, just take it when I tell you to!"

"I really can't. I can't take your money anymore. Look, my whole family eats and drinks at your place, and you pay me for my work."

"I took advantage of your wages. If I give it to you, take it. If you don't take it, I will be angry."

Liu Yumei then said, "Take it, and remember your uncle Sanjiang's kindness."

Qin Li then took the money and bowed solemnly to Li Sanjiang.

Li Zhuiyuan ate his meal silently with his head down. He didn't believe Uncle Qin's words that he went back to his hometown to serve his uncle. He had been to the east room to pay homage to the tablet in the mourning hall. It was obvious that the whole family, no, the whole clan was gone.

Uncle Qin left only because of what happened last night.

Li Zhuiyuan could sense that they had been trying their best to avoid certain taboos while living with their great-grandfather, and Uncle Qin's departure was probably just to be on the safe side.

Oh, the cost of supporting the soy sauce bottle is really high.

He secretly looked at Liu Yumei and found that Liu Yumei was also looking at him, and the two looked at each other briefly.

There was a meaningful look in Liu Yumei's eyes and a smile on her lips.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that this was a silent warning.

I can no longer come back to the Qin family for help whenever I encounter difficult problems like I did in the past. Every person I ask for help has to leave. There are not many hairs on this duster for me to pluck.

After dinner, Runsheng couldn't wait to turn on the TV and change the channel.

Li Sanjiang did not go to the second floor to lie down and listen to storytelling, but sat here and smoked.

Soon, a passionate melody came from the TV. It was the county TV station, and it was playing "Leo the King of Power".

Runsheng sat back, grabbed a few incense sticks, lit them with a match, and ate them while looking at them carefully, as if he was eating spicy strips.

Li Zhuiyuan did not rush back to the house to read Wei Zhengdao's new book. Instead, he brought a small stool and sat with A'li to watch TV.

Li Sanjiang asked Runsheng curiously, "Who is that guy in the red leather jacket?"

"Master, it's the King of Power."

"What about the round ones that fly?"

"It's a disc creature, a monster, a bad one."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Runsheng used to watch TV a lot, sometimes in the village, sometimes at his employer's house, or even in the store, but it was always intermittent.

However, in this day and age, it is difficult for most children who have the conditions to watch TV to systematically watch such dramas in one go. It is inevitable that they will be delayed and miss it in the middle, or the TV station will change the program before the series is finished.

Although home video recorders were available, they were expensive and difficult to circulate. As a result, video halls emerged in various places. People would watch movies together in a room for a fee, and at fixed times in the evening the owners would show movies that adults had saved up for fun.

After one episode ended, an advertisement for an ointment for treating psoriasis began to play.

Runsheng continued to watch the commercials carefully, hoping that he would be able to watch the next episode after the commercials. Although, there was a high probability that he would not be able to watch the next episode. As long as he continued to watch TV for a while, even if he did not have the program list in his hands, he would be able to remember clearly in his mind what programs these channels would broadcast in each time period.

Well, by the way, I can even memorize those advertising lines.

After waiting for a long time, Runsheng turned around and looked at Li Zhuiyuan and asked, "Xiaoyuan, have you seen this?"

Li Zhuiyuan nodded.

“How many episodes are there?”

"About 40 or 50 episodes."

"Wow nice."

When he was living in the family compound, Li Zhuiyuan was once dragged by several older brothers to watch videotapes at home. They had collected many sets of complete series, but their version was called "Superman Neo".

The Chinese versions of works during this period were still mainly based on the Hong Kong and Formosa versions, which resulted in differences in translation habits.

Liu Yumei came over at this time and said, "Ali, it's time to rest."

These words were said to Li Zhuiyuan.

"Ari, go back to the room with your grandma and rest. See you tomorrow morning."

A'li got up obediently and went back to the house with Liu Yumei.

Li Zhuiyuan left the small stool and walked up the stairs. He looked back and passed through the paper-made items in the house on the first floor. He saw his brother Runsheng and grandfather still sitting in front of the TV, watching the commercials with relish.

I recalled last night, when Uncle Qin drove me on a motorcycle.

The violent collision between tradition and fashion, the friction and tearing between backwardness and advancement, it is really hard to imagine that so many things can be misplaced and stacked in the same era.

However, people living in this era, including myself, are unable to notice it most of the time, even if these stormy waves are right next to us.

Perhaps only after many years, when everything has settled down and you look back, you will be surprised and realize what a bizarre period you have lived through.

"Xiaoyuan." It was Uncle Qin who broke Li Zhuiyuan's thoughts. He was standing at the stairs on the second floor, as if he had been waiting for him.

Li Zhuiyuan ran up.

"Horse stance."

"it is good."

Li Zhuiyuan knew that this should be the last lesson.

Following Uncle Qin's teachings, Li Zhuiyuan took a horse stance and began breathing at the same time, allowing himself to quickly get into the state.

Uncle Qin's hands kept moving around the muscles and joints of Li Zhuiyuan's body, carefully adjusting the strength at every point.

After a while, Uncle Qin said, "Okay."

Li Zhuiyuan stood up. He did not feel tired. Instead, his body felt relaxed. After reading for a long time, he has gradually begun to use horse stance to replace radio gymnastics.

"Practice well and don't give up."

"I remember, Uncle Qin."

"Yeah." Uncle Qin walked downstairs.

Li Zhuiyuan felt a little disappointed. Uncle Qin had so many skills, but he seemed to have only learned horse stance.

But fortunately, Wei Zhengdao's "The Righteous Way to Subdue Demons" contains a method of fighting against the dead, so I can practice that.

Returning to the bedroom and turning on the desk lamp, Li Zhuiyuan was not in a hurry to read the second volume. After all, he was still a child. Before practicing close combat, he should first learn how to use the equipment.

Open the first volume of the first volume and start reading from the first chapter.

Next,
Li Zhuiyuan discarded all distractions and began to seriously study the correct breeding of black boy dogs.

……

Early in the morning, Li Zhuiyuan woke up and turned his head to look at A'li who was sitting on the chair. She was not wearing a skirt today, but a tight-fitting white and green outfit.

If she were given a sword, she could play the role of a childhood heroine in a martial arts drama.

Li Zhuiyuan smiled. It seemed that Grandma Liu had just changed her taste, and A-li also changed her style.

"Good morning."

After walking up to the girl and saying hello, Li Zhuiyuan's eyes unconsciously fell on the girl's belt, which was shining silver and had delicate carvings on it.

Um, could it be...

Li Zhuiyuan reached out and touched it. The girl did not dodge, nor did she get angry. She just stood there calmly.

Feeling the touch transmitted back from his fingertips, Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but be surprised. The girl's belt was actually a soft sword!
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart at how obsessive Grandma Liu was in her pursuit of perfection.

Perhaps, A-li's obsessive-compulsive disorder is also partly due to Liu Yumei's genes.

Seeing that Li Zhuiyuan was interested in her belt, A'li reached down and pretended to take it off and give it to Li Zhuiyuan.

"No, no, no, you don't have to take it off." Li Zhuiyuan quickly held the girl's hand to stop her from taking action, and then exclaimed, "It looks really good."

Ahri's eyelashes twitched slightly, but this time it was not a sign of anger, but a sign of happiness.

Li Zhuiyuan was pleasantly surprised to find that this was the first time that A-li used such obvious actions to express her emotions other than rampage.

She is really changing.

During breakfast, Uncle Qin carried his luggage, said goodbye to everyone, and walked down the dam.

Everyone was in a stable mood, except Li Sanjiang.

He was probably the person who was most reluctant to see Qin Li leave. It was not entirely because of the departure of Qin Li, a guy who worked hard for little pay, but because people always develop feelings for each other after getting along for a long time.

After dinner, Li Zhuiyuan walked up to Aunt Liu and took out a list and some money: "Aunt Liu, you are going to the market to buy vegetables today, can you help me buy these?"

"Okay, it's just a piece of cake." Aunt Liu picked up the list and glanced at it. She was shocked at first, and then turned to traditional confusion, "Xiaoyuan, why are you buying these things?"

"The school assigned extracurricular practical homework during the summer vacation, and this is the material I need to complete the homework."

It’s a lame excuse, but it doesn’t matter because only one excuse is needed.

"Okay, I'll buy them all for you then."

"Thank you, aunt."

I can feel at ease when I let Aunt Liu buy it for me. I don't have to tell her anything because there is a high probability that she is much more professional than I am.

In the morning, Li Zhuiyuan continued reading the book. This book is actually quite simple. The difficulty lies in the experimental operation. It can be said that without considering the practice, this set of volumes is more like a textbook of manual activities.

At the same time, Li Zhuiyuan also noticed that many of the things mentioned here were actually also in his great-grandfather's mind.

Every time the great grandfather salvaged a corpse or sat for a vegetarian feast, he would bring a lot of things with him. But after careful examination and comparison, it was discovered that those things of the great grandfather were only similar in shape or name, but were not essentially the same thing.

Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but wonder, how could the grandfather have relied on a set of fake goods to retrieve the corpse until now?
However, the things here are really difficult to make. For some objects, you have to draw the design yourself according to the description in the book, and then ask carpenters and blacksmiths to make them.

The carpenter is in the village, but where can I find the blacksmith now?

I can’t find the “Ding Ding Dong” blacksmith workshop described in the book now. Or, can I find a factory and ask a master to use a machine tool to make it for me?

In the afternoon, Runsheng was going to deliver tables, chairs, dishes and bowls to Lao Zhao's house. He didn't know the way. Li Zhuiyuan knew where Lao Zhao lived, so he accompanied him.

Old Zhao’s family lives on the east side of Shijia Bridge, not far from where Li Zhuiyuan was waiting for the bus last night.

Runsheng pushed the large cart up to the dam of Lao Zhao's house by himself and helped the Zhao family unload the goods.

The mourning hall had been set up at this time. Li Zhuiyuan saw the deceased lying motionless on the bed in the middle of the main room. He was a young man, probably only seventeen or eighteen years old, not much older than Pan Zi and the others.

There were two old ladies nearby, whispering to each other:
"He was a good guy, how could he just disappear like that?"

"It was said that he was returning from a performance in town at night when he tripped and fell into a field on the way. He was gone."

"That's true. What did Zheng Datong say? A sudden heart attack?"

"What a pity! The Zhao family runs a small business and is quite wealthy, but they only have this one son."

Someone happened to be putting makeup on the body, and the white cloth covering the body was lifted. Li Zhuiyuan saw the true appearance of the body: sunken eye sockets, limp eyebrows, smooth philtrum, thin and sharp lower lip...

In physiognomy, this belongs to [the edge of the pond is shallow and the bottom of the pond is defective].

This is considered a bad fortune in physiognomy, meaning that one's luck is already thin, and there are gaps that will keep slipping away.

If you cherish your blessings, be prudent, keep your mind simple and pure, you can live a stable life. But if you indulge yourself too much, such as eating, drinking and having fun, and enjoy them too much and too quickly in advance, you can easily drain yourself.

Combined with what the two old ladies said, the Zhao family is quite well off. This kind of life is beyond the conditions of ordinary people around them, but it is not suitable for people with this kind of face.

After delivering the goods, Li Zhuiyuan and Runsheng walked home together.

On the road ahead, we met Pan Zi and Lei Zi who were walking side by side. I don't know if they had water or glue on their heads. Their hair was combed back with a very obvious part in the middle, which looked shiny in the sunlight.

"Ha, Yuanzi, we were just about to go to Grandpa's house to look for you, but we didn't expect to run into you here."

"Brother Pan, Brother Lei."

Pan Zi came up and took Li Zhuiyuan's hand: "Come on, Yuanzi, the brothers will take you to the town's video hall to watch a movie. They will show Chow Yun-fat's A Better Tomorrow this afternoon."

Lei Zi, who was standing next to him, kept shaking his hands as if he was shooting a gun, and kept saying, "Bang, bang, bang!"

"Okay, I want to go too!" Runsheng shouted.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't want to go. He wanted to go back and continue reading, so he said, "I'll go back and get the money to treat my brothers to a movie, but I won't go because I still have homework to do."

I gave all the money in my pocket in the morning to Aunt Liu, and the rest of the money was in the bedroom drawer.

"Go away, how can we ask you to pay every time? As older brothers, we also have to keep our dignity, right? We really didn't have any pocket money before, but we don't just want to take advantage of you, our younger brother."

"That's right, we are both rich now. We just went to the Xicun Kiln Factory yesterday and moved bricks for a day."

As they spoke, Pan Zi and Lei Zi each took out the change from their pockets, counted it together, counted the heads, and included Run Sheng.

After a final calculation, Pan Zi said with a smile, "Just right, four tickets can buy four bottles of soda!"

Runsheng was overjoyed: "I'll push the cart back first."

Seeing that they were so excited and that they had earned the money from moving bricks specifically to treat his younger brother to go out and play, Li Zhuiyuan felt embarrassed to continue refusing and could only agree to go with them.

However, before sending the cart home, Li Zhuiyuan still went back to the bedroom, took some money and put it in his pocket, said something to A'li, and then went to the town with them.

Finally, the four of them arrived at a video parlor. The storefront was small, with a simple sign hanging on it:

"Sister Mei's video studio."

(End of this chapter)