surnamed Wang

Liao Yuanzheng, deputy director of the Anhu Bureau in Beijing, joined the army at the age of 20 and made many military exploits. If he was not discharged due to physical reasons, he should at least be a general by now.

After leaving the army, he was assigned to the Jingan Bureau, and he was promoted all the way in 30 years, and finally got his current status.

Liao Yuanzheng's ancestral home is Bashu, and he is a fellow villager and comrade-in-arms with Wang Gingquan's grandfather. During the holidays, he would return to his hometown to pay homage to his ancestors and visit his old friends by the way. That's when Wang Gingquan met him.

"I haven't seen you for a few years. I didn't expect you to grow up so big." The old man looked at the younger generation in front of him with a warm face.

Although Wang Gingquan didn't know the other party's position, but seeing what Song said just now, he also knew that it was not inferior, so he cupped his hands and said:

"The younger generation has met Mr. Liao."

"There is no need to deal with those polite things between the two of us. You have been acting like a child since you were a child, and now you have entered the settlement house."

"Mr. Lao, don't worry. How do you know I'm here?"

"I came to inspect and saw you just in time. I felt familiar. After asking the police, I found out that it was you. Why didn't you tell me when you came to the capital?"

"The main reason is that I don't want to trouble you." Wang Gangquan scratched his head and said.

"Heh, didn't you cause me too much trouble? That year when I went to worship the immortals, you and Huan Yan followed behind, each with a lighter, and you almost caused a mountain fire when you clicked something that was not pleasing to the eye.

I was scolded bloody by the village head, and I was almost expelled from the village. "

Although the old man's tone was reproachful, there was an uncontrollable smile in his eyes.

The fire burned most of his newly bought leather jacket, and the two children were also burnt like monkeys.

The three extinguished the fire, looked at each other, and then laughed heartlessly, the original sadness of ancestor worship was swept away.

There was a smile on the corner of Wang Gangquan's mouth, obviously recalling this past, but he still insisted:

"I really don't blame me for this. Huanyan urged me to do it. Master Liao, you know I can't beat her, so how dare you say no?"

"Speaking of Huanyan, have you not seen each other for a long time?" Liao Yuanzheng suddenly changed the subject.

Wang Gangquan vaguely realized something was wrong, he laughed and said:
"That tomboy, I wish I could never touch him in my life."

"Huanyan is now a big girl, gentle and virtuous, very much like her mother." The old man said with a little deep meaning.

……

Liao Huanyan, the granddaughter of Liao Yuanzheng, was always pampered and domineering. Wang Biquan was often chased and beaten by her when he was a child.

Perhaps he had used his IQ in exchange for his strange strength. Liao Huanyan seemed not very bright and was often deceived by the seemingly loyal Wang Pingquan into a daze - which was why he was beaten.

During the Spring Festival that year, the adults were busy making dumplings and pasting Spring Festival couplets.

The children in the village set off firecrackers in groups of three or four, and ran wildly around, having a great time.

On this day of family reunion, a van parked at the head of the village.

Several people got out of the car, and one of them, a woman, stepped forward and said to Wang Gingquan, who was blowing dung with a firecracker:

"Son, I'm a relative of your family. I brought a lot of delicious food. Come and get them with me."

There is no doubt that this group of people are kidnappers, there are many children present, if they rob them by force, someone will surely report to them, so they can only deceive them.

Wang Gangquan was very clever, so he didn't believe it easily, and stayed where he was.

Liao Huanyan next to him was bold, staring straight at the open van, speaking in Bashu dialect:

"Is there really something delicious in it?"

Seeing her with short hair, the trafficker thought she was a handsome kid, nodded and smiled hurriedly:
"You'll know it when you get in the car. There's everything in it. It's just a canteen."

While they were talking, Wang Gingquan slipped quietly to the back of the car and looked in through the cracks in the glass. There was no sacks, ropes, tapes... nothing to eat.

Realizing something was wrong, he picked up a few sharp stones and propped them under the tires, then walked slowly towards the village, trying not to attract attention.

After passing the corner, the speed suddenly increased, and he ran back to report the letter as fast as he could.

When he rushed back with his adults, Liao Huanyan was lowering his head and getting into the car with a smile on his face.

When the traffickers saw the villagers coming out, they hurriedly pushed the girl in, and were about to run away when they got into the car. Then there were two loud bangs, and the tire was punctured.

The villagers who flocked out stopped the vehicles, and the traffickers were dealt with.

Liao Huanyan was rescued with a pale face, and obviously understood something.

Wang Gangquan saved someone, but there was no one to tell the truth, he laughed and said:

"Huan Yan, don't be afraid. Traffickers don't like to take pictures of girls. Even if they take you away, if you turn around and find out it's a girl, you'll be thrown on the road."

Not surprisingly, he was hit twice again.

……

"Quan, when will you come to my house?" Liao Yuanzheng asked from the side.

Wang Gangquan came back to his senses, "It's fine, as long as Liao Huanyan is not around."

"She has been talking about your life-saving grace all these years."

"really?"

"Why did the old man lie to you?"

The young man showed hesitation, Liao Yuanzheng continued:

"How about this Saturday, she just comes back, so it's decided."

Regardless of whether you agree or not after speaking, take out a pen and paper and scribble down a pile, hand it over and say:

"Here's the address. I'll definitely come when the time comes. I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Wang Pingquan held the note and watched the other party leave.

"Classmate Wang, you haven't left yet?"

Zhou Xiaotong came out from another room at this time.

"Well, I met an old friend and talked about the past for a while."

"Are you free on the weekend?"

"Ok?"

"Come to my house for dinner, thank you for helping me tonight."

Wang Gangquan turned his head, looked at the woman in front of him strangely, what happened today, every one of them wanted to treat himself to dinner.

It wasn't until he stared at the other party that he was a little embarrassed, that he calmly said:
"It's not a big deal, so it's no trouble."

Zhou Xiaotong was thin-skinned and didn't insist anymore.

Wang Gangquan picked up the note and said casually:

"Do you want me to take you home?"

"My mother will pick me up in a while."

"Okay, take care."

After Wang Gangquan finished speaking, he turned around and left with his hands in his pockets, leaving the school belle, which has always been sought after by others, in place.

Zhou Xiaotong was very well-behaved and was not angry. Instead, she looked at the other person's back with curiosity on her face.

……

Life returned to normal, but Wang Gangquan had more and more doubts in his heart.

I have only been in a coma for half a month, and I always feel that I have experienced hundreds of years. After waking up, inexplicable things or even fragments often appear in my mind.

Time soon came to Friday, and there was only one class in the morning. Wang Bingquan planned to take half a day off for himself, just in time to go to the hospital for an examination, when Liu Heng called.

"Hey, Brother Wang, please come to my house, there is something urgent."

Wang Gangquan looked at the time, it was 10:30, he could have a meal by the way, he took a taxi and headed to the suburbs.

The one who opened the door was the nanny, who not only owns his own mansion in the suburbs of Beijing, but also has a nanny.

When he came to the living room, Liu Heng was holding his mobile phone and kept having fun.

"What are you looking at?"

"novel."

While speaking, Liu Heng gave a big reward.

Wang Gangquan glanced at the other party's phone, it seemed to be a cultivation novel.

"What's in the book?"

"A dicky college student who stayed up late for a long time and died suddenly. He was reincarnated as a prince a thousand years ago and started to practice step by step."

Speaking of this, Liu Heng turned his head and said:

"So, it looks a bit like you."

"It's just the opening scene. What's the name of the protagonist?"

"Wang Kumba."

"..." Wang Gingquan was speechless for a while, "Speaking of which, why hasn't this kind of novel been banned?" (End of this chapter)