The Wandering A-Fan
Chapter 117:The Wandering A-Fan
This time back, I think I should be able to live for a while, Li Yajing has a snake, he no longer needs to rely on Wang Junhui to organize those life-sustaining drugs, has been able to recover on his own.The organization's binding power on Wang Junhui is also small.
The so-called three-year contract may also slow down, and it will not be given to him so frequently.
In this regard, Wang Junhui also called me to send a letter, so I didn't do anything for the time being, so I opened my shop again.
My shop for three days fishing for two days, has been out of popularity, plus the people who asked me to ask for it before were scolded by a dog bloody head, it is estimated that the matter is also spread, so those who are rich, powerful people will not call to contact.
This week, I also helped people test the words twice.But also did not earn any money, one received twenty, one received fifteen, add up to not enough for me and Xu Ruohua a day of food costs.
At the weekend, Xu Ruo saw that there was no business in my store, so he said that he would let her go shopping with her, and I also readily agreed, but when I closed the store, a person wearing a rags and carrying a rag bag blocked my door.
I looked at the bag behind him.It was all empty bottles, and he had a big stink on him, and he stopped me at the door, and I subconsciously covered my nose and asked, “What are you doing?”
This person probably knew that he was a little abrupt, and then retreated to the door and bowed to me: "Hello, I want to fortune-telling, okay, but I have no money, these bottles I have not had time to sell, can I be worth more than ten dollars, can help me calculate?" 」
From the time he took the initiative to retreat to the door, to the fact that he said this, I could hear that he was a well-being person, and that such a person became a vagabond must have some special story.Instead of simply lazy.
At the same time, I also looked at his dark and dirty face, Tianjiao's life is thin, but there is a gathering, indicating that although he is wandering at this time, but his wandering life is about to end, and his nose can not talk about full, but also absolutely no dry, although he was very poor in the early days, and then later started a family is no problem.The demonic blood.
As for his wife's concubines, there are two strands of life, and the first is the spirit of death, indicating that he has a dead wife.
The second one revolves around the palace of the wife, indicating that his fate has not yet arrived, but it will not be too far away.
He has no disease in his palace.It shows that although he is wandering, he can eat and drink with his own hands, and he does not boast about his body.
And the ear listener's anger is connected with the life of the first wife who has died in the palace of his wife, that is, the man has been listening to his wife's news, in other words, he does not know that his wife is dead.
He is a heavy man.
I know exactly what he was asking for this time.
So he bowed to me and said to him, "The bitter euphemistries finally fly away, the peach blossoms are so red from the shore, and persuade the king to swallow a cavity of sorrow, the Iraqis have gone, not to parting, but also like parting pain."
The man listened to me, did not enter the door, and shed tears directly at the door, and he understood what I meant.He is a well-indulled, and low-minded man.
He wiped a tear and said, "Thank you, the gods, I didn't expect me to go to this door, you can see through what I want to ask for, but also see through my dress people can understand what you say, thank you."
I shook my head, "I'm not a god."
He continued to ask me: "In fact, after so many years of looking, I already know that I have no hope, but even her body, I also want to find out, I can't let her die, not even a family, fairy, can you see her in which position, even if only the bones, I want to carry her back."
This kind of love is worthy of respect, so I asked him to come in, and then took out the fortune compass given to me by the second father of Tang, and then took a hint of his dead wife from his concubine palace to implant in the compass, and then pushed with my mutual gas, and soon the compass had a reaction.
One of the salty, transcribed words, is a 94-year-tin.
The mountains are salty, the mountains are salty.Gentleman is a liar.
Combined with life inference, the elephant said not the life of the person in front of me, but his hometown and career.
The salty word is heavy on a salty word, and there is a zeal on the mountain, which will be shone in the sun, uncovered, and heavy in a yang word.
That is to say, this person in front of me is Xianyang, and also Shaanxi people.
Gentleman to the false people, here can be treated to talk, can also be a professor, I prefer and understand the latter, that is, he is a teacher, and may be a language teacher.
Thinking of this, I told him the guess of my heart, and when he heard my words, he stood up directly, and called me a fairy, and said that I was right, and knew everything.
I shook my head and said, "I don't know everything, like your name, I can't get out."
The man stood up this time respectfully introduced himself to me, his name is Chen Bufan, everyone called Afan, is a high school language teacher in a mountain village in Xianyang County, married to his wife six years ago, but less than half a year, because of a quarrel, his wife away from home, Afan is naturally very regret, embarked on the road to find his wife, this more than five years, Afan with self-blame, spent all his savings, looking for his wife, in his own words, he is not only looking for his wife.
Of course, he wanted to get his wife back.
It was only over the years that he tried through television, newspapers, postings and other methods, but there was still no news, and he thought something might have happened to her.
The reason why he came to me today is because he told a man who was a fellow at the people's heart, and he felt that he was pitiful, so he let him come to me.
Obviously, that’s the one I’ve said.
After the introduction of Afan, I nodded and said to continue to explain the transformation in the tuxing elephant.
The 94-year-one-t-tung image says this: Zhenji repents and does not feel harm.The vision is not great.
This elephant combined with the life of Afan to solve, is definitely another blow to him.
Repentance, Afan's wife is dead, unharmed, indicating that the person who caused the harm to his wife, the thing, or the person, he could not think of who or what had happened.
Looking forward to the meeting, not the big light, shows that the person who made the harm to his wife is the person next to the Afan, and he is a good friend, but this person is a small person, did this thing, never dare to admit it, but put all the sins on Afan alone.
In other words, the death of Afan's wife was the work of a friend of Afan's.
For a moment, I couldn’t figure out who his friend was.
Afan had to be found in the outside for five and a half years, and became such a look, it is really unbearable to see him continue to look for it, so I told all the pseudians I had revealed, and at the same time added: "According to the linguist, when your wife left home, she did not go too far, she suffered harm, her bones are near your hometown."
After listening to me, Afan's eyes were red, tears kept washing the black dirt on his face, and he also washed away the dirty life along the way.
This shows that the heart of Afan is clean, and only a clean heart can shed clean tears and wash away the dirty life of the face.
Grandpa once said that people cry when they are unlucky and wrong, not only a kind of vent, but also a kind of life-based self-protection, because tears can wash away the bad luck on the face, so occasionally crying is also a way of transit, of course, the premise is to be good enough.
Xu Ruofang was also fascinated to listen to the side, and some sympathy for Afan, so I asked if I could figure out who the murderer was.
I thought for a moment and said, "If I see that person, I will surely recognize that the murderer will leave the victim's life for the rest of his life."
Listen to me, Afan Tong knelt down for me, he said I wish I could show snow for his wife.
If I agree to Afan, then I will follow him to Xianyang.
I have no intention of going, but Xu Ruo-yin pushed me next to me and said: "First, I go with you, bring rabbits, you also know that I have a lot of classmates are art school, they know some reporters, we let the reporter report on this matter, will certainly cause the concern of the society, that will also help Afan, I think this friendship, should be respected by the whole society."
Xu Ruohua to do things, I naturally will not refuse, I nod my head to agree, I looked at the sail, he said: "As long as I can do for my dead wife Zhao Xue, I am willing to do anything."
I thought about it and said, "If it's just a journalist and a teacher, this is not convincing, so I know a policeman in our county, the last time I helped him catch the traffickers, I think I can convince him, let him help us."
The policeman I said was, of course, Lin Zhin.
Listen to me, Xu Ruohua said: "Well, so, let Afan live here, I first contact my classmates, let them find reporters, and then let us go to the police together."
Looking at Xu Ruo's energy full, I can only nod my head and agree.
Ai Fan was constantly thanking us.
Xu Ruoyan's phone was only made for three or four minutes, and he said that tomorrow the reporter would come to meet with us.
Xu Ruohua said that the rest is Lin Zhinang there, it seems that I need to show the ability to face the door again to convince him, well, I will treat him as a rarity in the past.
On the way, Xu Ruohua told me that her classmate who came with the reporter tomorrow, I knew, and I was over-earned by me, and I said that Fang Luolin, who would not get married ten years later.
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