Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures

Daqinghe takes more than 20 minutes to walk from Grandpa’s house. County Magistrate Gan strongly invited me and Sun Fatty to ride in his car. My grandfather and third uncle walked with their feet. How dare I take a car. After a few words of politeness, Fatty Sun and I strolled towards the river. County Mayor Gan was also embarrassed to take the car, and followed us far behind.

When we reached the river, we had already packed up there. The banks on both sides of the Daqing River are already densely packed with people. Several vendors selling drinks and melon seeds and peanuts shuttled through the crowd.

There is a big boat docked in the center of the river. It is better to say that it is a big boat than a big stage. In the center of the ship is a large platform, and there are curtains on both sides that read "Out of the General" and "Into the Phase". The cabin under the curtain is the dressing room for the actors. Due to the limited space on the boat stage, the gongs and drums can only be placed on the stone platforms on both sides of the river bank.

The rostrum on the shore has been set up. County Mayor Gan greeted me and Fatty Sun to go to the rostrum, and I pulled my grandfather up. The old birthday star is already sitting in the center of the rostrum. He is 110 years old, but he is slightly deaf and dazzled, and his brain is not messed up at all. When I saw me, I recognized that I was the little lazi back then, and he held my hand and said non-stop.

This is the second time I have been on the rostrum. Last time when I was a special force, the Saker Falcon team made a collective second-class merit. I sat on the rostrum for a while. On the small card in front of me, I wrote two words with a brush—Leadership, the handwriting was just written on it, and the ink was not dry. Fatty Sun owed his hand, held the small card in his hand and played for a while, making his hand black.

Only six people sit on the rostrum plus the emcee. At this time, the sky was getting dark. After the emcee asked the opinion of County Magistrate Gan, he announced that the third day of the 100-year-old show would start (the day before yesterday and I were two days late).

Suddenly, the noisy noise on both sides of the river bank stopped abruptly, and the lights came on on the theater boat. County Mayor Gan gave an introduction. According to the tradition of the 100-day drama, this time the 100-year-old drama was also a Peking opera. The troupe was a famous role played by the County Cultural Bureau and invited in Shenyang and Dalian Peking Opera Theater. .

County Mayor Gan was introducing that gongs and drums had already sounded on the bank of the river, and an old student walked to the middle of the stage and babbled and sang the first play tonight-"Shi Lang Visiting His Mother". After singing on the stage for a while, County Mayor Gan got up and said goodbye. He came here today to show his appearance. After all, he is the head of a county, and he cannot stay here until midnight.

After watching for a while, the old birthday star was also helped back home. It is not a joke for the centenarian to stay up late. There are only three people left on the rostrum: me, grandpa and fat grandson. Looking at the old student who is still babbling on the theater, I really can't get any interest, but the fat man shook his head and slapped his hands. I really couldn't tell that the fat man was okay.

When I looked drowsy, a bald-headed man in a lab coat stepped onto the podium. He was dressed differently, and it immediately caught my attention. I recognized him. He was the high-level Taoist priest who made the idea to wash my hair with black dog blood when the eyes of my sky began to appear when I was young. He didn't have much hair back then, and now he is so bald that there is not a single hair left. He is obviously a veteran, but now he is a monk.

"Old Xiao, it's all going on, why did you come here." Grandpa and him are friends, so he took the initiative to say hello. The old man smiled and said: "Don't mention it, the tax office in the township went to Guanli to check the accounts, my mother, there is no way to do it, I found my Lingyun Guan in the accounts." Grandpa saw him smiling very happily, and said, "You You asked for it yourself, Xiao Lao Dao, what kind of profitable business you have not done in the past few years? A good idea of ​​what company you registered with Lingyun? The company is the company, the main project is still film and television entertainment. You are a veteran, entertainer What kind of fun?"

This is called Xiao Lao Dao and he didn't return his mouth, but he kept his voice bulging. Grandpa stopped irritating him, called me to his side, and said to him, "My grandson, do you remember? Shen La, when he was a child, you helped him cover the sky, now he is amazing, in the capital Became a high official in the Ministry of Public Security. Come, Lazi, and say hello to your Grandpa Xiao."

I just said a few words of politeness, and another person ran over to the podium from a distance. He was familiar from a distance, and only when he came closer did he see that it was my own father.

I had put on a smile, but he didn't expect that he would ignore me at all and ran to my grandfather and said, "Father, another one died, just now."

My grandfather's face changed on the spot. He stared at my father and said, "Which one is it this time? How did you die?" My father said bitterly, "It's the youngest son of Shen Kangmei in the county who ate in the evening. I drank too much at the time. I saw half of the show just now. When I went to the thatched building, I drowned in the dungeon. Damn, it was finally our turn to the old Shen family."

Grandpa sighed and said: "It's all fate, boss, did you call the police?" My father said, "How dare you not report, Ma and Fat Bear will be there in a while, eh, isn't this a policeman?" Grandpa kicked lightly I kissed my father and said, "Look carefully, who is that?"

"Father, it's your son and me." I was speechless. I passed in front of me and didn't see me. Although in recent years, I didn't call your father much, just call your uncle. He is also your own son. Fatty Sun also felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he stood up and walked over and said, "Chief Shen, what's the matter with the old man? His face is so bad?"

"I'm fine." Grandpa smiled at Fatty Sun, and said, "There is something I am afraid that I will trouble you to lead you." Fatty Sun waved his hand and said, "What is the leader, and what is the relationship between Chief Shen and I? His grandfather. Isn't it the same as my grandfather? You just call me Desheng, and you don't call me fat grandson. I won't choose."