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Chapter 791 Isn’t this you?

Chu Yilan booked a flight at one o'clock in the afternoon. The two of them rushed to the airport immediately after eating. Two hours later, when they walked out of the provincial capital airport, they saw Sun Chao waiting at the exit.

"Thank you for your hard work"

Jia Erhu went up and shook hands with him. Sun Chao was not flattered, but a little surprised.

They are all brothers, how can they be so polite? Moreover, in Sun Chao's memory, Jia Erhu had never shaken his hand.

There was an ominous feeling in his heart. Maybe it wasn’t because of Xiao Jie’s matter. Brother Hu wanted me to leave.

Sun Chao smiled awkwardly and then discovered that Chu Yilan’s spirit Plump and radiant, completely different from when he went to Sijiu City before. He estimated that Chu Yilan had a high probability of being fucked by Jia Erhu.

Damn it, Brother Hu can have sex with whoever he wants, why the hell can’t I even handle Xiao Jie

When they got in the car, Jia Erhu looked at Chu Yilan With a wink, Chu Yilan understood. She first opened the back door, and after Jia Erhu got in, she opened the passenger door and got in.

Jia Erhu said to Sun Chao, "Go to the labor camp in the provincial capital."

"Okay."

"Mr. Jia," Chu Yilan asked "Are you going to visit a friend? Do you want to prepare some gifts?"

"No," Jia Erhu explained, "I'm going to pick up someone."

Jia Erhu After thinking about it, he planned to take his master directly to Changling.

They came to the vicinity of the labor camp. Jia Erhu asked Sun Chao to drive the car to a nearby village. From a distance, he saw the door of the master's house locked.

At the entrance of the village, he saw several old people sitting there. Jia Erhu signaled Sun Chao to park the car nearby, walked over and asked one of them, "Uncle, is Master Zhang not in the village?"< /p>

The old man glanced at Jia Erhu and asked, "It's too late to ask him to see the injury. He left in an accident the day before yesterday."

"He left in an accident," Jia Erhu said. Jia Erhu asked in explanation, "Do you know where he went?"

An old man next to him said, "Something happened and he died."

Jia Erhu's head started to buzz. "What's going on?"

The uncle said, "Lao Zhang is different from others. Other Chinese medicine doctors get their medicines in pharmacies. He likes to go up the mountain to pick them by himself, so as long as he treats them here It can be said that there is no one who has not picked up his thumb.

It rained heavily here two days ago. He went up the mountain to collect medicine, but a big stone may have become loose in the heavy rain and slipped. When I came down, I hit him.

Oh, the good man is not alive anymore."

Another uncle laughed and said, "I can't even call him a good man. He can only be regarded as a prodigal son. You can’t change it for gold, but you have done a lot of good things over the years.”

Jia Erhu asked somewhat confusedly, “Uncle, what do you mean by that?”

The uncle explained. "Lao Zhang is not from here. He was educated in this labor camp.

After he was released from prison, there seemed to be no one at home, so he came to settle in our village.

Because when he was undergoing reform in the past, first-level cadres in our village, town, and even the county all came to him to treat his injuries, so he was very famous in our generation.

After he was released from prison, he had nowhere to go, so he found us. The village leader agreed and gave him a small earthen house to live in.

I have lived here for several years, cured many people, and made some money, so I renovated the house.

You see, the pavilion we are building now was also built with his money.

There is also the construction of new rural areas here. The asphalt road is paved to the entrance of the village. He paid for the cement roads in front of every house.

After his accident, because there was no one at home, the village cadres came forward to organize everyone to bury him. ”

Jia Erhu then realized that his master was also a prisoner of labor reform in the past.

“Uncle,” Jia Erhu asked, “Who has the key to the door of his house now?” Yes, I want to go in and have a look."

The uncle asked, "Who are you?"

Chu Yilan then introduced, "Our boss, Mr. Jia, is Master Zhang's apprentice. Originally, he wanted to I came to take him home, I didn’t expect it."

The uncles looked at Jia Erhu up and down, and saw that he was handsome, and Chu Yilan also had a good temperament, and he drove a brand new tank 300 Come here, I don’t feel like a bad person.

An uncle told Jia Erhu that the village cadre had the key and asked them to go to the village committee and ask.

Jia Erhu and the others drove. When they arrived at the village committee, the village cadres immediately became alert and looked at the three of them.

Jia Erhu immediately understood what was going on and said with a smile, "This is a good leader. . In fact, strictly speaking, I am not Master Zhang’s real disciple. He just taught me some things.

Because my living conditions are better now, I originally wanted to take him to live with me for retirement.

Just now at the entrance of the village, I heard several uncles talk about his situation. I know that he has contributed to the construction of the village, and I am afraid he still has some savings left.

What I want to make clear is that I am not here for his savings or inheritance. After he came out of the farm, the village leaders and villagers took him in. What he created here It is only natural to give everything back to the village.

I came here this time. Firstly, I didn’t know he had an accident. Secondly, I just wanted to see what relics he had, such as photos and so on. I just kept them as a thought.

As for everything he does here, it has nothing to do with me. "

The village cadre then softened his expression. "When Master Zhang passed away, we entered his home. There was nothing else, but we saw that he had two photo frames, which happened to be placed next to ours. Office, I'll have someone bring it over to you for a look. ”

Village cadres tookI picked up my cell phone and made a call. After a while, a young man brought two photo frames.

Jia Erhu took a closer look and saw a photo in a photo frame. They were all color photos, but they had faded over time.

The photo in the first photo frame is a group photo, with only three people in total.

In the middle sits an old man who looks very much like his master, and on the left stands a young man who looks more like his master when he was young.

Chu Yilan pointed to the young man on the right and exclaimed, "Mr. Jia, this is our Mr. Lu. I didn't expect him to be so handsome when he was young."

Look at this You can tell from the photo. The other two people are his master and his son. Lu Zhichao was able to take a photo with them, so he must have a deep connection with their family.

When Jia Erhu put down this photo frame, his eyes were suddenly attracted by the second photo frame.

Chu Yilan glanced at "Mr. Jia, isn't this you?"

But after a while she realized what she said and quickly changed her words, "I'm sorry, it should be my uncle."

When the village cadre heard this, he immediately came over to look at the photo frame.

This photo is of Jia Erhu’s father Liu Dongcai, taking a photo with his master.

Seeing that Jia Erhu and Liu Dongcai looked exactly the same, the village cadres completely believed that Jia Erhu and Master Zhang had a deep connection.

Jia Erhu asked, "Leader, can I take these two photos with my mobile phone?"

The village cadre immediately said, "No, you can use these two photo frames." Take them all back."

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