The World: Tu Ziqiang's Counterattack

227. Sending the God of Plague

February 21 of the Gengxu Year.

A vellum envelope containing four soft sleeper tickets.

"Is four tickets enough? I think it's just a private room." Zhu Wen looked at Tu Ziqiang expectantly while holding a cup of tea, "Tomorrow's car will arrive at the Douzhier Market before dinner the day after tomorrow."

"Well, my status is not enough to sit on a soft sleeper, right?" Tu Ziqiang curled his lips.

Zhu Wen's mouth curled even more crookedly.

How little did you do to leapfrog?

"Hey, I'm thinking about driving there." Tu Ziqiang found another excuse, "It's convenient to have a car over there~~"

"You sit in your soft sleeper, and as soon as you get in the car, I'll send the driver to drive the car over for you overnight! I won't delay your use!" Zhu Wen didn't give up any money.

"Oil..." Tu Ziqiang smiled sheepishly.

"You are a bus, and the gas fare is enough!" Zhu Wen waved his hand, "I will let go later."

"Then what?" Tu Ziqiang scratched his head, running out of excuses, unable to remember for a while.

"What?" Zhu Wen's eyes sparkled, and his Northeast dialect with a Prussian accent was a bit funny.

"My partner has gone out, I want to wait for her to come back together..." Tu Ziqiang rolled his eyes.

"Don't worry, I'll send someone to deliver your date to Douzhier Market later." Zhu Wen smacked his lips, "You still put your work first, right? People all over the country are waiting for your good news. what~~"

The big hat was a little heavy.

"Hey, I haven't finished the formalities yet~" Tu Ziqiang spread his hands, "What do I do if I don't have the formalities to go somewhere? You can't sleep on the road, right? I wonder if Douzhier College of Arts and Sciences provides board and lodging?"

"I'll expedite the procedure, let the driver take it with me, I promise I won't delay you!" Zhu Wen grinned, "As for the place of residence, I've already taken care of it for you!"

"Is the place settled?" Tu Ziqiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Ah~ It's in a courtyard house next to the Douzhier College of Arts and Sciences! It's a bit shabby, hey, Director Tu, please get over it~~~" Zhu Wen smiled.

"Hiss, you know, there are many things we can't disclose~" Tu Ziqiang frowned.

"That's for sure," Zhu Wen waved his hand, "The entire courtyard is yours to use! Without your permission, not a single mouse is allowed to enter!"

"I'm Cao~" Tu Ziqiang muttered in a low voice.

"You don't have to worry about the communication problem," Zhu Wen gritted his teeth, "I think the phone will have already been installed by the time you arrive!"

"I~~~ call?" Tu Ziqiang looked confused, "I am a student, I am not suitable!"

"It's suitable, why isn't it suitable!" Zhu Wen looked anxious, "I need it for work!"

"Me!" Tu Ziqiang clicked his lips.

"You don't have to worry about all the living and working expenses in Douzhier." Zhu Wen leaned forward slightly, "In addition, the wages and benefits of the mutual aid club and the Red Star Factory, as well as the treatment you deserve, will be sent to you on a monthly basis."

"Deputy Director Zhu, you, hey, let me say something~" Tu Ziqiang shook his head helplessly.

"Then let's talk about it," Zhu Wen said while getting up, "You will wait at home tomorrow, and I will send a driver to take you to the car..."

"Hey, let me say~" Tu Ziqiang stretched out his hand.

Bang, the office door trembled.

"You don't need to thank me, this is what I should do~~"

Zhu Wen's voice came from outside the door, getting farther and farther...

"Cao, what the hell is calling you a red scarf! Qiaoqiao, you said..." Tu Ziqiang curled his lips, and subconsciously turned his head to complain to Cai Qiaoqiao, but all he saw was the empty desk.

Hey, Qiaoqiao is gone...

Only then did he remember.

In other words, without this little tail, I really feel a little uncomfortable.

Dong Dong Dong, a knock on the door rang.

Squeak...

Hao Shulin opened the door and entered the house, followed by Hao Jian in a military coat.

"Qiangzi, are you busy?" Hao Shulin pulled up a chair and sat down, while Hao Jian stood behind his father and smiled with his arms wrapped around him.

"Ah, I'm not busy. What's the matter?" Tu Ziqiang took out a cigarette and threw it over.

"Hey~" Hao Shulin took the cigarette and lit it, took a deep breath, "I heard that you are leaving, to go to Douzhier City to study at university?"

"Ah, there is such a thing~" Tu Ziqiang pouted at the envelope on the table, "No, Director Zhu is here to deliver the ticket to me in person, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave if I can't buy the ticket~"

"Hi, hahaha~" Hao Shulin shook his head and laughed, gray smoke sprayed everywhere with the laughter.

"If you have anything to say, I'll do it for you while I'm still here." Tu Ziqiang grinned.

"Well, if you go to the Douzhier market, there will be no one to use. I'm thinking about letting Hao Jian go with you, how about that?" Hao Shulin pulled his hand back to his son who was standing behind him, "My son, talk and do things." It's alright, take it with you!"

"Isn't Jian now a person with a position?" Tu Ziqiang smiled and looked up at Hao Jian, "Why, do you want to go to college too? You are different from me. I was sent to the God of Plague. You Well, why do you want to leave?"

"What are you sending off the plague god? I think it's easier for them to send off the god than to invite the god. Sometimes they beg you, Brother Tu, to come back!" Hao Jian smiled brilliantly, "I don't dare to think about going to university, so I just want to be by your side Just listen to something to drink and you’ll be satisfied~~”

"I thought so too, no, I want to go with my son!" Hao Shulin said lightly, rubbing his stubble.

"Brother Hao?" Tu Ziqiang looked at Hao Shulin suspiciously, "The mutual aid club is booming, if Jian leaves now, there may not be a good thing when he comes back."

"It's okay, I can't starve him!" Hao Shulin waved his hand, "As long as you don't dislike him, take him with you. This kid likes to learn skills from you."

"Jian?" Tu Ziqiang shook his head, looked at Hao Jian, "You are a young man, you have to have your own opinion, have you considered this matter clearly?"

"Thought it out!" Hao Jian patted his chest loudly.

"Actually, I think Jian is more suitable for going to the red sausage." Tu Ziqiang scratched his head, "He is smart in his work and has a good capacity for alcohol. It is much better to go to the red sausage than to go to the Douzhier market with me. It just so happened that the old Huangtou went to the red sausage Now, the mutual aid club over there is also going to be established. How about you go to the red sausage?"

"No, I'll go wherever I go~" Hao Jian shook his head, very determined.

"Hi, haha~ You~~" Tu Ziqiang smiled helplessly, "How about I get you a notice too?"

"I don't like reading~" Hao Jian's face collapsed.

"Hey, you kid!" Hao Shulin slapped his son as he grabbed his son, "You're still picky! Do you know how great this is!"

"Dad, I'm afraid I'll be ashamed if I can't keep up~~" Hao Jian defended with a sad face.

"It's okay, there are plenty of elm heads, I guarantee you won't be the last one!" Tu Ziqiang raised his eyebrows.

"Hi, thank you brother~" Hao Jian smiled openly, "Actually, I am satisfied if I can follow brother. Brother, you also help me get the notice, I am so embarrassed~~"

"Okay, don't be fake. Go back and pack your luggage. See you at the train station tomorrow~" Tu Ziqiang waved his hand.

"Come on, you're leaving now, there's a lot going on, so we'll go back first!" Hao Shulin stood up while pressing his knees.

"Wait," Tu Ziqiang slapped his head, "Do you think this is good? The work of Jian is still preserved, and he is my liaison officer."

"Can it work?" Hao Shulin smiled.

"If it can be done, it can be done, but he must run back and forth for something~" Tu Ziqiang spread his hands, "It may be more difficult."

"What's the hard work, he just went to run errands for you! You can still get some money, and the job is still kept...Where can I find such a good job!" Hao Shulin waved his hand, "If it's not troublesome, let's do it like this !"

"No trouble," Tu Ziqiang nodded, "That's it."

"It's been a long time since we guys got together, how about we get together at night?" Hao Shulin walked to the door and asked suddenly.

"Farewell, I haven't packed my things yet~" Tu Ziqiang waved his hand, "Douzhi is not far from Jichun, I took the car with me, and I came back when I said it."

Hao Shulin looked at Tu Ziqiang and nodded.

As soon as the Hao family and his son left, the office suddenly seemed empty.

With nothing to do left and right, Tu Ziqiang simply locked the door and left for a stroll.

The Red Star Factory is still the same Red Star Factory, and the workers still wear the No. [-] Line around their waists, shouting chant and carrying logs under snowflakes.

Secretary Bao went to Yanyili after the year, and Hu Maocai and Director Su regained control of the Red Star Factory under Tu Ziqiang's various guarantees.

This is almost the same as when Tu Ziqiang entered the factory more than a year ago, except for the deceased Xu Hongbing.

The Red Star Factory is no longer that Red Star Factory, the spirit of the workers has undergone earth-shaking changes, and it is no longer the state of being weak and about to collapse at any time a year ago.

Tu Ziqiang responded to the warm greetings from the workers while walking.

Although he will no longer be their deputy director tomorrow, and he is not even considered their colleague, but no one ignores the existence of this young man.

People of this age are so cute.

Stopping and stopping, Tu Ziqiang walked to the handicraft workshop unconsciously.

How long has it been since I saw Yin Xiuer and the old cotton shoes?

Tu Ziqiang was a little unclear.

"I'll go to Douzhier City first to find out if there is an art major." Sitting in front of Yin Xiu'er, Tu Ziqiang said softly, "If there is an art major, I will find a way to get you and the old man there."

"Oh~" Yin Xiu'er lowered her head, her short hair was listless.

"I think you definitely don't want to study other majors, and it is impossible for you to leave the old man." Tu Ziqiang explained, "Persist for a few more months, I remember that Douzhier Vocational and Technical College has an art academy, but I don't know No recruitment this time."

"Oh~" Yin Xiu'er lowered her head.

"If, hi," Tu Ziqiang licked his lips, "I mean, if you are willing to study other majors, you can also go to Douzhiershi with me tomorrow."

"No need~" Yin Xiu raised her head, her eyes sparkling, "You're right, I won't study other majors, and I won't leave grandpa."

"I~~" Tu Ziqiang was a little ashamed looking at the girl's bright eyes.

"We should all thank you," Yin Xiu smiled slightly, "If it weren't for you, my grandfather and I would not be able to live now."

"Hey, what you said makes me feel uncomfortable~" Tu Ziqiang pursed his lips and forced a smile, "It's too outlandish~~~"

"Well," Yin Xiu raised her head and thought for a while, "but I don't know what to say to make you feel better~"

The man and the woman looked at each other silently, and the room was silent.

"Hey, wait for my news, I will definitely take you two to the Douzhier Market." Tu Ziqiang pursed his lips, "Don't worry."

"Oh~" Yin Xiu'er lowered her head.

"Then I'm leaving first, and I have to go home to pack my things." Tu Ziqiang forced a smile, "Let's go~"

The girl bowed her head in silence.

Tu Ziqiang laughed at himself, turned and left.

"But, I don't know what to say to make you feel better~"

Yin Xiu'er raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, and she muttered to herself looking at Tu Ziqiang's retreating figure.

228. Ma Binbin

February 22 of the Gengxu Year.

Zhou Rong reluctantly watched the red Lada drive away.

Tu Ziqiang threw both of their luggage on the car, and the two of them are now very light-handed, with only a big tea mug in each hand.

They didn't bring their luggage on the train, and the driver naturally lost the chance to flatter them by carrying things on the train.

"Qiangzi, we seem to be fleeing famine~~" Zhou Rong shook the big tea mug in her hand, her little face was full of excitement and joy, "It's been more than 20 hours, and we just drink water?"

"I can't get you hungry~" Tu Ziqiang rolled his eyes, "Go, get in the car!"

"Tu Ziqiang, are you bothering me?" Zhou Rong pouted and refused to leave, staring straight at him.

"How can I~" Tu Ziqiang felt that he was more wronged than Dou E.

"Oh, it's best if you don't bother me." A sly smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Rong's mouth, "I just want to tell you, it's useless if you bother me, I'm relying on you!"

"Hi~" Tu Ziqiang shook his head and smiled wryly, and glanced at the shrinking ticket inspector in the distance, "Everyone in the car is waiting for us, why don't we get on the bus and be so arrogant?"

"Ah? I didn't say it earlier~" Zhou Rong blamed.

"What are you looking at, hurry up~" The girl rushed to the ticket gate in a hurry, and waved at the man in turn.

"Hello, my lord!" The ticket inspector snapped to attention, startling Zhou Rong.

"You too~" The girl was a little uncomfortable.

"Tickets~" Tu Ziqiang handed over the four tickets that Zhu Wen sent over.

"Hello! When will the other two adults arrive?" The ticket inspector tried to force a smile, "I'm going to report..."

"No more," Tu Ziqiang waved his hand, "It's just the two of us, the rest of us have something to do."

"My lord, please get on the bus~" the ticket inspector turned sideways and bent slightly.

Tu Ziqiang nodded with a smile, and slowly pulled Zhou Rong who was still in a daze into the car.

Compared with the hard-seat and hard-sleeper compartments, the soft-sleeper compartments were empty, so Zhu Wen didn't need to buy four tickets.

These days, the front is crowded to death, and the level is not enough to get into the soft sleeper car.

Apart from adults of sufficient grade, only some people from friendly countries can take the soft sleeper car.

The safety of adults cannot be ignored, and the perception of people from friendly countries is even more important.

In recent years, there have been basically no friendly people in the country, because now there are no fucking friendly countries, and they are all fucking enemy countries.

The flight attendant was a round-faced little girl in a blue uniform and a beanie.

Holding a white porcelain cup, she was staring at the two big tea mugs in a daze.

"My lord, our hygiene can stand the test." Xiaoyuan's face was a little aggrieved.

"Why don't you bring your own cup~" the little girl muttered softly.

The little girl still lacks exercise and doesn't know the dangers of society.

Zhou Rong rolled her eyes at Tu Ziqiang in reproach, "Look at you recruiting a little girl, you're going to cry."

"It's not a hygienic issue." Under this atmosphere, Tu Ziqiang couldn't help but began to fill the egg, "Your white porcelain cup is too small, my big tea mug is big enough, so I won't bother you to add water..."

"It is my honor to serve the grown-ups!" The little girl raised her chest.

"Don't worry about adults, it's just that the division of labor is different..." Tu Ziqiang waved his hand and handed over his big tea mug.

"Wait a moment~!" Xiaoyuan took the two big tea mugs respectfully, turned and left the box.

"Qiangzi, aren't you too stupid?" Zhou Rong let out a long breath, "I've got goosebumps all over my body~"

Just as Tu Ziqiang was about to explain a few words, the sound of Xiaoyuanlian complaining faintly came from outside the carriage.

"Virtue!"

"Hahahaha~~~~~~" Zhou Rong laughed and leaned forward.

"Isn't that how it's done in movies?" Tu Ziqiang scratched his head and muttered, "I haven't called her a brat yet~~"

"It's okay, it's okay, the little girl doesn't have any malicious intentions." Zhou Rong held her chest and held back a smile to comfort her, "Douzhi is like this."

"Yeah, you've been to Douzhier several times, right? At that time, my father was worried and wouldn't let me go~~" Tu Ziqiang asked with great interest.

"Twice," Zhou Rong pursed her lips, "You mean Feng Huacheng?"

"Hi~" Tu Ziqiang smiled sincerely.

"You're still young, I really didn't expect him to be that kind of person~~" Zhou Rong sighed.

"Do you know Uncle Feng?" Xiaoyuan was holding two big tea mugs with great effort, her face full of surprise, "Uncle Feng is my mother's good friend!"

"Hey~" Tu Ziqiang curled his lips, could this be Feng Huacheng's daughter?

"My lord, try it, this is last year's Dahongpao~~" Xiaoyuan smiled professionally.

"You can call me Uncle Tu, this is your Aunt Zhou." Tu Ziqiang smiled narrowly.

The little round face curled up and said nothing.

"Look, Feng Huacheng is your mother's friend, right, and we are his friends, right?" Tu Ziqiang bared his teeth and grinned.

Xiaoyuanlian's mouth was about to turn to the sky, but Naihe Tu Ziqiang's statement was impeccable.

"Friends must be of the same generation~" Zhou Rong gave Tu Ziqiang a blank look, and patted herself beside her naturally, "Girl, sit down, don't listen to his nonsense, this person is the worst!"

"This~~I still have to work~" Xiaoyuan's face was a little hesitant.

"The three of us are the only ones in the whole train?" Tu Ziqiang said seriously, "Sit down, it's been more than 20 hours, let's chat~~"

"There is another guest in the box next door..." Ma Binbin hesitated.

"You said it was next door. When he needs your service, you can't hear him here, right?" Tu Ziqiang raised his eyebrows.

"Then, then I'll get my water glass~" Little Round Face turned around and ran happily.

"Hey, Rong, do you think she looks like Feng Huacheng?" Tu Ziqiang gossiped in a low voice.

"Tu Ziqiang, you are wicked!" Zhou Rong curled her lips.

"Hey, you don't know about that." Tu Ziqiang moved forward to make ends meet, "Feng Huacheng used to be a lot of women."

"Tu Ziqiang!" Zhou Rong looked at him angrily, "You mean me!"

"No, the woman I'm talking about represents what she did! Or don't count." Tu Ziqiang quickly explained.

"Smelly rascal!" Zhou Rong's face turned from white to red.

"Tsk tsk, don't you know?" Tu Ziqiang said in a low voice, "If it weren't for the help of those women, what Feng Huacheng did would have been a target a long time ago, you know?"

"Get out!" Zhou Rong gave Tu Ziqiang a hard look, and lay down on the bunk face-to-face, ignoring him.

"Hey~" Xiao Yuanlian held his own cup and stood at the door, Kaba squinting his eyes.

The girl walked like a cat and made no sound at all.

"Little~" Tu Ziqiang swallowed back the ghost words behind Xiaoyuan's fierce eyes, "little comrade, sit down~"

"What's wrong with this sister? Are you tired?" Xiao Yuanlian sat on the bunk and asked cautiously, "Or let's stop chatting and delay her rest."

"It's okay," Tu Ziqiang chuckled, "What's your name, little comrade? How old are you?"

"Ma Binbin," Xiaoyuan's face paused, "23."

"Then you are older than both of us," Tu Ziqiang said with a smile, "We are only twenty."

"Tu Ziqiang, just call me Qiangzi." Tu Ziqiang stretched out his finger and pointed at himself.

"Zhou Rong~" He pointed to Zhou Rong who was lying down.

"Tu Ziqiang, Zhou Rong~" Ma Binbin muttered.

"Are you familiar? Did your Uncle Feng mention us before?" Tu Ziqiang asked softly, and Zhou Rong's body trembled undetectably.

"No~~" Ma Binbin frowned and shook his head.

Zhou Rong got up and gave Tu Ziqiang a blank look.

"Actually, I'm not very familiar with Uncle Feng. I just heard my mother talk about him." Ma Binbin straightened his waist, "Especially recently, um, my mother's mood is very unstable...You guys, do you know the news about Uncle Feng?"

"I met once a while ago~" Tu Ziqiang spread his hands and looked at Zhou Rong meaningfully, "Why, his news has been cut off?"

"Ah, I've been listening to my mother talking about it lately~" Ma Binbin pouted and looked at Tu Ziqiang hopefully, "Do you have any news about Uncle Feng?"

"Well, what's your mother's name?" Tu Ziqiang scratched his head.

"Lu Xiaofeng," Ma Binbin wriggled his mouth, "Have you heard of it?"

"Lu Xiaofeng?" Tu Ziqiang chuckled.

"You are so rude!" Ma Binbin said angrily.

"I'm sorry, no, it's just the same name." Tu Ziqiang apologized repeatedly, "I have a colleague named Lu Xiaofeng, but he's a man with two mustaches."

Tu Ziqiang gestured under his nose.

"Lu of land, small in size, phoenix of phoenix~" the man explained with a smile, "His beard is very special, we all call him Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows."

"Oh~" Ma Binbin looked at the man suspiciously, "My mother is not small, but Song Xiao's small, meaning Xiao Zhuzi. Did Uncle Feng mention it?"

Tu Ziqiang looked at Zhou Rong, Zhou Rong shook her head slowly.

The man spread his hands and looked at Ma Binbin.

"Oh~" Ma Binbin lowered his head.

"Then what about your father? Maybe your Uncle Feng mentioned your father..." Tu Ziqiang blinked his eyes and continued the routine.

"Impossible, I have never met my father~" Ma Binbin shook his head firmly.

"Ah~ Then what's his name?" Tu Ziqiang smiled mysteriously at Zhou Rong and continued to ask.

"Check your household registration!" Ma Binbin suddenly became angry, and his small chest heaved violently.

"Huh?" Tu Ziqiang was dumbfounded.Why such a big reaction?

"I'm sorry!" Ma Binbin realized that he had lost his composure, and lowered his head to apologize.

"It's okay, let's just chat." Tu Ziqiang smiled forcefully, "Besides, I asked questions first..."

"My mother," Ma Binbin pursed his lips, "my mother never let me mention him."

"Hey, you really don't need to tell me about this." Tu Ziqiang stood up and bowed deeply, "I'm sorry!"

"No, no, no, no need~" Ma Binbin got up in a panic and was either helpless or at a loss, "It's almost time to stop, I, I have to go to stand guard!"

The little girl ran away in a panic, her small teacup was still on the table.

Zhou Rong looked at Tu Ziqiang inexplicably.

"80.00% of her is Feng Huacheng's daughter." Tu Ziqiang pursed his lips and said, "Feng Hua's real name is Ma Zhong and his alias is Dun Lun, don't you know?"

Zhou Rong shook her head in doubt.

"That wouldn't be such a formal bow and apology, would it?" the girl muttered.

"You don't understand~" Tu Ziqiang looked out of the window in a daze.

The little girl Ma Binbin stood listlessly at the door of the carriage, and even yawned cutely.

Feng Huacheng was handled by Lu Jianhua, so all the bones and dregs are gone now, right?