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Chapter 73 Poet Tan Jiaxiang

Although late the night before, Du Yila was turned upside down and her cheeks were sunken.

However, when I woke up the next morning, I was still rosy and in a very good state of mind.

On this weekend morning, Dong Lingling forced Du Yi and walked around the small Linglong Town.

Go shopping to buy him clothes and shoes.

Du Yi knew that Dong Lingling had expressed her relationship with her in the town, and warned Sun Meng and his son in disguise.

Although he was not afraid, he did not want to see Sun Xing, his grandson, continue to pester Zhou Qian.

There was no rejection.

It was also this day. When Du Yi came back, he threw the bank card with a balance of only a few yuan into Longzihu and the mobile phone card into the fire pit. Dong Lingling accompanied him to apply for a new bank card and mobile phone card again.

With her insistence, she bought Du Yi another mobile phone.

After lunch, the two drove to a quiet small lake fork upstream of the pier.

This small lake fork, fenced by tall courtyard walls and wire grid, has a three-story building inside, with several hunting dogs, a car parked, and several electric cars.

A small motorboat and a small iron boat are parked next to the three or four acres of small lake pier.

You can directly exit the lake through a waterway more than ten meters wide and drive into the Changdian River.

Several women were washing clothes and chatting by the shade of trees by the lake, and a group of children of all sizes were having fun in the yard.

There were several men playing cards beside the three-story building.

"Sister Ling."

Seeing Dong Lingling and Du Yi get out of the car, a woman in her early thirties came up with a smile under the shade of the tree.

And a middle-aged man playing cards there put down the cards in his hand.

Carrying a large cloth bag, he strode over.

"This is Du Yi, my brother; this is Yang Xiaoping, Qian Wu's wife, this is my seventh uncle, Tan Jiaxiang."

Dong Lingling gave a formal introduction.

——

“Dududu~”

The motorboat sailed out of the lake fork and entered the Changdian River, and directly showed a driving direction of 30 degrees northeast, heading towards the Shibali Qingxi on the other side of the river.

"Are they all equipped with all their equipment? It's just a plane."

Du Yi looked at it and sighed.

I used to go to elementary school in Linglonghu, but then I only knew how to study when I entered Linglong Town Junior High School. After I was admitted to the city center, I was even more out of touch with it.

Unexpectedly, a group of mountain rolling tourists were so well equipped.

"There is a helicopter. Brother, wait for a place to set up in your place, and I will teach you how to fly the plane."

Dong Lingling's words made Du Yi speechless.

After a while, he said, "I didn't expect that this mountain rolling is so modern."

"Haha, Lian Zhen often gave birth to Gu Zulong, and Zulong was far from Chaofeng. It also looked at the place where the ghost's feet turned, and the guard beard was born more than ten times."

Tan Jiaxiang, who was driving a motorboat, wrote a poem shaking his head.

He smiled at Du Yi and shook his eyes: "Yizi, your short sword is good, is it an old object?"

"I picked it up by the lake when I was a child, and the steel is pretty good."

Du Yi was secretly shocked.

It seems that people and things in the world are not included in it. If an outsider watches the excitement, only when he is here can he know that what is not simple.

"That's interesting, but unfortunately we've stopped stepping on this water anymore."

Tan Jiaxiang smashed his mouth and looked at the dagger in Du Yi's hand with a fiery look.

He grinned regretfully: "You three songs, there are many ancient hills. But here comes a place with silhouettes, shaped like openings. One more time, one more time, one more time, four or five more time, like a huge wave."

Du Yi was silent.

To be honest, the four songs of Linglong Lake are united and protected. If outsiders want to come in and fish, they are simply seeking death.

"Uncle Seven, I'm all adults and rotten grains, what else do you say? Twenty years ago, the dragon tail was poor, the eight mountains, one water, half swamp, half divided fields, and the miasma, poisonous insects are all deadly things."

Dong Lingling scolded Tan Jiaxiang, looked at Du Yi's face, and explained quietly.

"The women in the village are determined to marry outside, and almost all men are bachelors. A group of young people who are unwilling to be destined to be destined to look at the steep and eat people, picking herbs and digging mountain delicacies to explore strange caves.

Seek wealth from the mountains.

I also earned a lot of money, but I also had many people who climbed, climbed, blew up, and slept, and died unexpectedly and were disabled."

Dong Lingling was unwilling to say more about the past: "After Shaoliang went, Shaoshan joined forces with a group of mountain rolling tourists and began a change of ideas. He vigorously carried out wild Chinese herbal medicines, planted wild seedlings, carved strange stones, and cultivated orchards, agarwood, pheasant, bamboo rat, wild boar, black pig, black chicken.

Qian Wu and the others were not used to this kind of restraint, so they still rolled the mountain, but they mainly collected herbs and mountain delicacies and provided them with seedlings. It was too dangerous and should not have been done, so they would have stopped."

Du Yi understands.

He once read a book called "Rotation" written by a financial tycoon.

‘The history of grassroots making a fortune often comes with opportunities and bloody original sins.’

People who want to follow the right path after digging their first pot of gold often have the possibility of making a name for themselves. People who have been following the wrong path will sooner or later be shattered by iron boxing.

——

“Dududu~”

The motorboat entered the Shibali Qingxi and went backwards.

I soon arrived at Jinhushankou.

Du Yi was surprised to see that it was west of this Bilithiyama Pass, which was nearly 40 meters apart.

A black wooden telephone pole was erected.

A group of people were connecting the wires and telephone lines on the telephone pole at Dongshankou to the street and pulling them to the telephone pole at Xishankou.

"According to the principle, every village is connected to every family. The town started several years ago, but the head of the silence is gone, so there is no power supply. This time, the power supply and the network cable will be completed in one go."

Dong Lingling smiled and explained: "But we still have telephone lines to go to each village in the town. You can just make do with it first. I heard that the town will have to enter the school in the near future. I guess it will be less than two months before I can change the fiber optic."

"Sister, thank you."

Du Yi didn't know what to say.

Although in essence, Dong Lingling did this with a strong utilitarian nature, it was for her children.

However, Du Yi was still very moved.

I was moved by a mother who made infinite dedication to her children regardless of cost or face.

"Brother, don't say that. As long as you don't think that your sister is too realistic and snobbish, your sister will be satisfied. The sister just wants to express her gratitude. These are really nothing."

Dong Lingling looked at Du Yi with a sincere face.

"Sister, I worked for you for two months nine years ago. Not only did I earn money, but I also had the best time. You didn't know us on Tuesday, and it was even more impossible for you to know these things in the future and just block things."

Du Yi also looked at Dong Lingling's pretty face with sincerity and said, "This is your fate!"

——

When the motorboat arrived at Touqu Wharf, Du Yi looked at the jungle from the small dock to the westernmost Sun Wenguang's house, in front of the yard door to the lake, all of which were completely cleared out.

Only a small shrub forest near the lake in his yard remains the same.

I couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

I admire Li Mangui's ability.

"elder brother!"

Hearing the sound of a motorboat, Li Ergou, who was taking a nap, ran out of the yard.
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