The story begins in 1968, which was a really turbulent time. Devouring Novel www.

In this year, Martin Luther King, who wrote "I Have a Dream", was assassinated, and a student revolution broke out in France... At the same time, in Beijing, classes had already stopped, and various criticism movements emerged one after another. People generally called themselves "veterans"

The game owners made an uproar in Sijiu City.

My back-fighting career also started this year.

In a bright and spacious room in a compound in Beijing, two young men aged 17 or 8 were smoking cigarettes happily.

Among them, the young man with a bandage on his head and lying on the sofa is me, and his name is Zhang Tao. The tall and strong guy opposite is called Lin Aiguo. These days, people with this name are all over the sea, and they go to the street.

At one stop, I could get about ten people to agree by yelling "patriotic". So, I always called him Fatty. Although he couldn't be called fat at all, he was just strong, but compared with my thin body, he was really good.

It’s okay to be “fat”, but why do you call me the “stinky old nine” who doesn’t work hard in all aspects of his body?

Fatty and I grew up together. Even going back a generation, his father and I also grew up together. Our friendship has become solid. However, people have different fates, and Fatty’s father was young when he was young.

Unable to survive, he put his gun on the gun bar. By the time of liberation, he was already a division commander in Sanye.

My father is said to be a scholar, but I have never seen him since I can remember. It was my grandfather who raised me up. My grandfather was a fortune teller who gave people fortunes and traveled around the world. He also had quite a reputation at that time. Going on.

The previous generation, my great-grandfather was even more impressive, and he was known as the Fourth Master Zhang. Anyway, going back two or three generations, my family deserved to be beaten by the "Four Olds".

As soon as this class struggle began, my family was sealed off, and my grandfather was also accused of being a decadent member who spreads feudal superstition and was criticized. He has old arms and legs, and he will not be able to withstand this. He will be gone soon. He will be beaten.

From then on, I settled in Fatty’s house, and his old man was also quarantined and examined. However, I don’t know because of some Buddha’s favor, but his house was not sealed off. Fortunately, we still had a place to live.

We have a place to live, but expenses have become a problem again. Fatty’s living expenses are more than ten yuan a month, and I have zero cents. How can I afford to spend three days with Lao Mo picking toothpicks and going to the ice rink to fight?

Fortunately, my family has a strong family background. According to my grandpa, Grandpa Zeng, Fourth Master Zhang, came from a family with a lot of gold, pearls and antiques. Besides, I don’t even know who the two of them are.

No matter what you eat, there is always something interesting. Now, it is just an antique!

When my house was ransacked, I managed to get a few items out of the way. I sold these ancestral items to a pawn shop—no, it was called a consignment bank at that time—to get some money for us to spend. But this was

It's not a long-term solution, no, after Lao Mo was so cool the day before yesterday, now we can't get over it again.

"Taozi, if you look again, you won't find anything valuable!" the fat man said, rubbing his belly.

"There are no more. I only have these 180 kilograms left. Do you want it?" I replied weakly, I couldn't help it, I was hungry! I spent the last few cents on my hand to buy a few packs of economy cigarettes. Nine minutes ago

It's the kind that comes in a pack. Now we two brothers have not eaten for two meals, and our chests are touching our backs!

"I'm hungry! Taozi..." the fat man said in a long voice, looking at me with a resentful look on his face, staring at the silver bracelet on my right wrist with piercing eyes.

The one who hasn’t eaten yet.

Hearing the fat man's disgusting voice, I felt chills. I quickly tightened my clothes and simply rejected his idea: "This bracelet was passed down from my great-grandfather. It has the effect of calming the mind and calming people's minds."

Stay awake at all times. This is the magic weapon of the hand-to-hand craftsmen who touched the blond mound in ancient times. We brothers may still need it at some point, but we can't sell it!"

When the fat man saw that there was no chance, he immediately sank into the sofa listlessly, curled his lips at me, and said disdainfully:

"I keep hearing you say that you are the ancestral Captain Touching the Gold. What mechanisms are easy to count? The black and white fierceness scares me for a moment. I never saw you actually digging a grave! Yes, I

You can tell, it’s just a dog that lifts the door curtain—all it takes is a mouth!”

"Damn, where are we? Beijing City, the capital of the capital. Why don't you come and dig a shovel for me?" I also wanted to practice my skills, but the problem is that there is no grave for me to dig in this land.

Even if it were true, we wouldn't dare to do this. After all, it's still Beijing, and you might lose your head if something happens!

"Then what should I do? I really can't bear it anymore?" The fat man began to sigh again.

"Brother, you've gained so much weight in vain, how come you're not hungry at all! Let's look through the house to see if there's anything valuable we can find, and then let's hire that stingy old man from the store for a bargain!" After that, I sat up straight.

He turned his head and started to look around.

The fat man looked up, waved his hand feebly, and said, "Don't look for Taozi. There is only one piece of old man's general's left at home that is worth some money. That's it. I don't dare to take out any food unless I wait for the old man to come back."

Why don't you slap me with a big ear scraper..."

As he was talking, the fat man suddenly stopped talking, as if he had thought of something. He slapped his forehead, stood up suddenly, picked me up and ran out, shouting to me as he ran:

"Look at my stupid brain, why did I forget to have this thing? I've been starving for two meals in vain!"

Before I could react, I was pulled by this kid to the cubicle next to me. I watched him get under the bed and bring out a dusty mahogany box with an antique lock hanging on it.

Seeing me studying the box, the fat man said proudly: "Well, our old Lin family still has treasures!"

I glanced at him and asked, "What are all the things in here?"

"Well... I don't know. I was playing with it when I was a kid, and I was caught and beaten up by my old man before I could pry it open. You don't know, but my old man's hands are dark!"

"Okay, you haven't seen anything in this for a long time. Why are you so excited? Don't be happy in vain!" I have convinced this kid. I saw how excited he was just now. I thought it was something.

It's a valuable thing. Now it seems that it's still a matter of time whether it can be used to control the next meal!

The fat man's face turned red when I said that, and he turned around and walked out. As he walked, he said: "Don't believe it, there must be something in here. The old man has a treasure in it, and he won't let me touch it! Let's see, buddy, go and get it.

Pry it open and open your eyes!"

"Come back!" I grabbed the anxious fat man. This kid had no patience at all.

"Look at my brother's skills, it's just a small broken lock, and it still needs to be picked!" After really despising the fat man, I took out a few pieces of wire from my arms, stuffed it into the keyhole, and started tinkering with it.

"You can do it!" As soon as the fat man stretched his head over, I had already opened the lock in three strokes.

"That's right, don't even look at who your brother is!"

Just kidding, tinkering with a lock is nothing! The "Xunlong Supplement" passed down by Grandpa Zeng is full of knowledge about machine diagrams. When I first learned to read, my grandfather used it as a teaching material and asked me to learn to write with gestures.

This is so familiar. It's a pity that it lacks the skills of searching for dragons, exploring tombs, and dividing gold to fix caves. Otherwise, if we don't touch the gold talisman and hang it, we will be a genuine gold-touching captain.

"Okay, okay, I know you're awesome, take a look, what's in there?"

That's right, don't talk about touching the golden captain. Whether our next meal will be available depends on what's in the box! How does that sentence come from? All our ambitions and ambitions have been blown away by the rain and wind.
Chapter completed!