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- \u201bNo? Then let Director Wang take a look. Seeing that everyone had the intention to see the sacred stone, He Dazhuang had no choice but to agree, and Zhu Tianli had no choice but to nod in agreement.
So the two led Wang Baoyu and others along the village road, turned a few corners, and then along a narrow path before arriving at their destination.
Next to an open-air windlass well, Wang Baoyu saw the so-called sacred stone. It was a large black stone covered with red cloth strips. It was about two meters in diameter and three meters high. It had an irregular cylindrical shape, with a thick middle and two ends. A little thinner, from a distance, it really looks like a stone mound.
Wang Baoyu took a closer look and couldn't help but feel happy. He finally knew why the village cadres didn't want him to come and see. He saw that the red cloth strips hanging above were filled with various names, and some even wrote After reading the content of their request, they prayed to God to help them get what they wanted and have good luck.
Wang Baoyu also carefully discovered that among the lists on the red cloth, He Dazhuang and Zhu Tianli were obviously leading cadres who took the lead in engaging in feudal superstition.
He Dazhuang seemed a little embarrassed. He stepped forward and pulled off the red cloth strip with his name written on it. He chuckled and said: They are all those prodigal old ladies. They have to come to the Shenshi to name themselves. It is pure nonsense to say that it is to relieve their suspicions.
Zhu Tianli also stepped forward and pulled off the red cloth strip related to him, and echoed: Yes, this is all the work of old ladies, Director Wang is not surprised.
Wang Baoyu turned around and looked at the two of them, and said with a smile: Humans! It is rare to have a belief. The pursuit of many children, many blessings, eternal wealth, and immortality has been people's dream since ancient times. It doesn't matter.
It didn¡¯t matter what he said, but Wang Baoyu cursed the two village officials in his heart. The red cloth strips on the so-called sacred stone were obviously of the same specification and must have come from the same place. Needless to say, with the red cloth hanging on it, the person must have paid money to the village head. Whose money-making tool this stone became depends on who least wants Wang Baoyu to come and see it.
"However, Wang Baoyu also understands a truth. When the water is clear, there will be no fish, and when people are careful, there will be no disciples. It is better to turn a blind eye to some things. It is rare to be confused. Everyone was in quite high spirits today and could not destroy the current harmonious atmosphere, so they pretended not to know and continued to look at the sacred stone.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of the ordinary. Under the guidance of He Dazhuang and Zhu Tianli, there were really eye-catching lines that looked like finger prints. The prints looked large, long and even, without any trace of artificial carving.
And such a big guy has been lying in Shidun Village for who knows how many years. It weighs several tons. It doesn't look like he moved from other places. People at that time were simple and didn't know how to cheat. It really fell from the sky.
Ma Xiaoli seemed to be very interested in stones. She looked at them from front to back, picked at them from left to right, and studied them for a long time.
It looked like it was just a stone. At noon, everyone felt hungry, so the group left here and rushed to He Dazhuang's home. As soon as I entered the door, I saw that two banquet tables had been prepared, with chicken, fish, meat and eggs, which was very rich.
Next, of course, it¡¯s time to drink, first a small cup, then a big cup, and finally blow the bottle to your mouth. After the bombing, everyone was in high spirits and their faces turned red.
As a leader, Wang Baoyu naturally received special attention, and there was an endless stream of toasts. Fortunately, Jiang Chunlin and Ma Xiaoli, two people with good drinkers, took turns to support him, otherwise Wang Baoyu would have got under the table long ago.
Director Wang, we are extremely happy that you can come. The road to prosperity in Shidun Village is led by Director Wang. He Dazhuang said drunkenly.
"You can't say that. You, Mr. He, are the leader here. You just make suggestions and help contact people." Naturally, Wang Baoyu would not let He Dazhuang get in the way and said evasively.
He Dazhuang laughed out loud, stretched out his mouth that smelled heavily of alcohol, and said in a low voice: Director Wang, don't worry, it's just the people in Shidun Village who can make money, and you will definitely have a share. He understands this.
Let¡¯s talk about it then! Wang Baoyu smiled and said that although he likes to make money, he also knows what money can be made and what money cannot be made, otherwise he will get into trouble.
Jiang Chunlin enjoyed drinking, eating, and chatting to his heart's content. At this moment, he was chatting with the young widow Hu Tiehua, the women's director of Shidun Village.
Only then did Wang Baoyu notice that Hu Tiehua, the women's director, was quite pretty. She was in her thirties, with an upright appearance and fair skin. Especially the two searchlights on her chest were extremely large and eye-catching. No wonder Jiang Chunlin got along with her so quickly. People took advantage of it.
Hu Tiehua was obviously deceived by Jiang Chunlin, or pretended to be deceived. She looked like she was listening attentively, and cast an admiring look from time to time, making Jiang Chunlin confused.I just got a little carried away.
Ma Xiaoli, on the other hand, seemed extraordinarily steady, not in a hurry, not to mention noisy. She didn¡¯t refuse someone¡¯s toast. She was smiling and polite, making it hard for people to see what she was thinking. But Wang Baoyu was a fortune teller, and from Ma Xiaoli's casual eyes, he could still see Ma Xiaoli's disgust for He Dazhuang and Zhu Tianli.
Damn it, Jiang Chunlin acted like a greedy cat, but he couldn't tell that Ma Xiaoli disliked him. He Dazhuang and others seemed to be honest and loyal, but they disgusted Ma Xiaoli. This woman is really unreasonable! Wang Baoyu raised question marks in his heart and secretly speculated.
He Dazhuang showed a lot of enthusiasm. Wang Baoyu was also very successful in his official career and liked the feeling of being complimented. He chatted for a while and drank a few sips of wine. Unknowingly, the banquet lasted all afternoon.
With such hospitality, the banquet naturally continued into the evening, with more wine and more food, and it started all over again. Wang Baoyu took advantage of his youth and strong body, and he could still drink a lot on weekdays, so he drank as much as he could. It wasn't until about eight o'clock in the evening that the table was in a mess and wine bottles were everywhere.
In the end, almost everyone was helped back, including Wang Baoyu and Jiang Chunlin. Only Ma Xiaoli spoke smoothly and walked steadily. I really don¡¯t know how much alcohol she has.
Wang Baoyu, Jiang Chunlin and Ma Xiaoli were arranged to live in the village headquarters. Several offices that had been vacated long ago were tidied up, and the stoves were turned on. The room seemed particularly warm and felt like home.
As soon as Jiang Chunlin entered his room, he fell on the bed and fell asleep. It was not his fault that he drank too much. He did block a lot of wine for Wang Baoyu.
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