The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 93, Mystery

   As for the two bills of exchange, after they were circulated in the hands of everyone, they naturally fell into Ruan Xiuqin's hands, and then went into her pocket. The movements are so skilled and natural.

   Zhang Xuan reluctantly watched the bills of exchange being passed around in the hands of everyone, and all felt resentment towards this mother: You should always work hard for that little vanity!

  My son is almost autistic!

   It is conceivable that if the bill of exchange is circulated in this way, there must be a place in the hot discussion list in the village tomorrow.

   As for whether the old man surnamed Liang in the village ranks first on the hot topic list, or whether it is his own writing to make money, it depends on the hobbies of these long-tongued women in the village.

   Thinking about it, it’s better to talk about sex, right?

  A person who is almost 60 years old, took a bath with his 18-year-old daughter-in-law, and was sneaked by the whole yard to watch from the window. This is also a big event that is rare in a century!

  I am so happy, I am very anxious!

  …

   This night, after sending off a ticket of guests, Zhang Xuan finally calmed down. I'm really afraid that these grandparents are pulling themselves to ask questions.

  Zhang pulled a pair of sandals, and Zhang Xuan came to the backyard slowly.

  I first looked around, but I felt very sorry when I didn't find a beautiful daughter-in-law peeping.

  Hey..., no one can understand the loneliness of diving Tibetan Jiaolong!

  The big pants are too lazy to take off, so I dig well water to take a bath.

   A bucket of cool well water poured down the head and ears, and the whole body was transparent and refreshing! So cool!

   After taking a shower, he tugged the towel on his body casually, and Zhang Xuan also lay down on the bed and began to read the Water Margin at the head of the bed.

  Old rule, use your thumb to shuttle the pages, and you will find the money very quickly.

  One…

  Two…

  Three...

  …

  Ten.

  Tsk! Not much, not much, or 1,000 yuan.

   Holding the money in his hand, Zhang Xuan was silent.

  Is there really such a fool in the world?

   Having trouble with money?

  Doesn't expect anything in return, how could you be so cheap on yourself?

   3000 yuan before and after!

   In the countryside, you can marry a good-looking daughter-in-law!

   Looking at the money, Zhang Xuan leaned against the bedside and thought about a lot of possibilities. He filtered the people around him one by one, but he still had no clue.

   Then he guessed at random for a while, but he still didn't settle down, but made his mood annoyed.

never mind!

   If you can’t figure it out, don’t think about it!

   Zhang Xuan, whose head hurts, is a bachelor, and it's not himself who is at fault anyway.

   gathered his thoughts and shifted his attention from 1,000 yuan to "Water Margin".

   As usual, start page by page from the title page, look for clues and leave words.

  Time passed a little bit, nothing in front, nothing in the middle, nothing in the back…

  Wait, there's more!

   Niang Xipi's, there really is!

   There are really left characters, blue pen characters, just like the first Xinhua Dictionary, the handwriting also remains on 480 pages.

   all on page 480?

   This is not a coincidence, is it?

   This time, the content of the left words is more than that of the Xinhua Dictionary, and it is divided into three paragraphs.

  The first paragraph: Hi, Zhang Xuan! Nice to meet again.

  The second paragraph: I'm sorry to say to you here, I'm here to say goodbye to you today. My private small treasury has bottomed out, and I have to travel far away. See you at the end of the year if I can save enough money.

The third paragraph of    is somewhat simple and somewhat obscure.

  The whole paragraph is that two sets of Arabic numerals are placed there, one row above and one row below, corresponding to each other, neat and tidy, and each group has 10 numerals.

   Except for numbers, there are no hints and no Chinese characters.

  Looking at the numbers, Zhang Xuan's first impression was that a set of numbers corresponded to the page numbers of the book, and a set of numbers corresponded to the words on that page.

   Thinking about it this way, I really think it's possible. Isn't that how information is transmitted in all spy war dramas?

  The thoughts come here, just do what you say.

  Place the Water Margin on your lap, turn to the relevant book page starting from the first number on the line above, and then look for the word according to the corresponding number below…

in this way…

   It took a few minutes to find the 10 words, but when he arranged them, he was dumbfounded!

  What the **** is this all about?

  The 10 Chinese characters are not related at all.

   Is your thinking wrong?

   The number on the top row is the position of the word, and the number on the bottom is the page number?

  Thinking like this, Zhang Xuan got it right once again.

   After a few minutes, the result came out, but look at it, **** it! These men put together, more nonsense than just now.

  Once again, the old man doubted that the numbers corresponded not to the Water Margin but to the Xinhua Dictionary?

  Whether it was or not, Zhang Xuan acted again, took the thick Xinhua Dictionary from the desk and started turning the pages.

   The first time was wrong, he didn't respond.

   Upside down the order, the second time still not right, he took a deep breath.

   is not a Xinhua dictionary, so he continued to change books and moved his eyes to Dream of Red Mansions on the desk. In the spirit of a dead horse being a living horse doctor, he abused himself twice.

   I extracted 10 characters from A Dream of Red Mansions, but the result was still messy, still wrong!

   Now the old man is angry! Fire! Can you **** do some human work?

   You play hide and seek with me like this, is it interesting?

  If you are a woman, if you are still a beautiful woman, if you take the initiative to lie down on my bed, believe it or not, the old man still ignores you!

   is too hateful!

  Bah, this is irritating!

   After venting his inner self, Zhang Xuan, who is familiar with his own way, turned the Dream of the Red Chamber to 480 pages.

   Sure enough, there are letters left, and they are written in blue pen.

   The content here is very, very simple, just 6 words: You must win the college entrance examination, come on!

   I stared at the 6 words repeatedly for a while, I felt a headache, I threw the book, closed my eyes, and went to sleep.

   No matter who you are, this old man will not take care of you as a fool.

   Unless you give me money…

  …

  The next day, the weather changed and it rained.

   Looking out through the wooden window lattice, there seems to be a gray beaded curtain hanging between the heaven and the earth, a misty piece.

  Double raindrops fell on the tiles on the roof opposite the door, splashing water, like a thin layer of smoke covering the canteen.

  The rainwater flowed down the eaves, starting to resemble beads with a broken thread, and gradually formed a line. More and more water accumulated on the ground, converging into small streams.

   What a clear rainy day.

  Love this rainy day!

   Zhang Xuan, who likes rainy days by nature, took a shower and took a black cloth oil umbrella, ready to send letters to the town.

  The yellow dog also followed. He turned around and kicked the dog to the ground, and then took this opportunity to get on a motorcycle and walk away.

   That mood at the moment!

   Very proud.

   Make your Y's memory not long, so that your Y's can't compete for the right to mate with a female dog, so you still want to follow me?

  Bah! It's humiliating to the family, and there is no door.

   The motorcycle rides slowly on a rainy day, and it took a full 15 minutes to reach the town.

When    rushed to the door of the post office, Ouyang Yong suddenly said, "I thought I saw your classmate Yang Yongjian just now setting up a stall."

  You are doing your best!

   Shouldn't Yang Yongjian huddle at home on such a rainy day?

   Zhang Xuan, who was surprised and inexplicable, opened the black cloth umbrella and asked, "Is it true? Where did you see her?"

  Ouyang Yong glanced at him and said in an uncertain tone: "It's raining too much at the farmers' market. I just took a quick look at it. I didn't see it very clearly, so I didn't dare to make a ticket."

   "You wait for me first, I'll post the manuscript first." Zhang Xuan nodded, turned and walked into the postal hall.

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