"Ah" screamed. Guo Zixian didn't expect Xiong Baizhou to avoid it. She hurriedly wanted to run to stop the old man, but the harpoon stopped 30 cm away from Xiong Baizhou's chest.

"Why don't you hide? I'm not afraid that I will kill you?" the old man said rudely.

"We have no grievances in the past and no grudges in the past. Why did you stab me to death?" Xiong Baizhou was not afraid at all, and even asked with a smile.

Xiong Baizhou dared to push the hunting rifle with his head, how could he be frightened by the old man's unmistakable behavior?

However, Xiong Baizhou looked at Guo Zixian a little strangely. It was actually a dangerous move that she had stopped in that situation just now.

"You guy is brave enough, but the person who comes is not good, I don't welcome you." The old man put down his harpoon and directly issued an order to expel guests.

"Why are you so excited, why are you doing so? Be careful not to be good for your health." Xiong Baizhou not only did not go out, but instead glanced at the courtyard with interest. It was actually similar to the rural areas in the north, except that there were some rusty fishing gear and fishing in the corner.

Xiong Baizhou noticed several stools under the eaves, and the old man immediately said, "You are not allowed to sit on that stool."

"Phone." Xiong Baizhou sat directly on the stool, and smiled and took out a cigarette and handed it over: "Uncle, this year, Gui Geng."

Guo Zixian turned around from the thorn just now. The old fisherman was so fierce and unreasonable. Unexpectedly, Xiong Baizhou was even more courageous. He thought that the thorn was scary and did not dodge or avoid it.

Combined with Xiong Baizhou's current appearance, Guo Zixian has some insights.

Why can't Hengji take over the demolition here? In addition to the fierce and fickle villagers, the personality of Hengji employees is also a problem. If this thorn is replaced by the people from Hengji Real Estate, they might be scared out, so there is naturally no room for negotiation.

Guo Zixian then thought that her career development layout may not be inferior to Xiong Baizhou. If she calmed down and thought about the plan of 100 cities and 100 stores, she might come up with such a big strategy, but she lacked the courage of Xiong Baizhou without any taboos.

Thinking of this, Guo Zixian had a more understanding of Xiong Baizhou: she was dark and deep-bellied, and she was extremely courageous, but her mind was surprisingly large. The thorn just now was forgotten, which shows that this person does not care about the gains and losses on the surface, and does not seek fame but pursues real profit.

I thought he was a rogue before, but in fact he had prejudice in his subjective thinking, Xiong Baizhou did come to solve the problem today.

Xiong Baizhou and the old man had already started chatting without a word. The old fishermen probably felt that the methods were not useful to Xiong Baizhou, and they could not drive them away, and they could not be scared. In addition, the cigarette given by Xiong Baizhou was better, so they had to deal with it one or two.

During this conversation, Xiong Baizhou learned that the family's surname was Wei. His two sons died during a fishing trip in 1993, and he also had a little granddaughter.

"Uncle Wei, this place has been classified as a demolition site last year, do you know?" Xiong Baizhou saw that he was addicted to smoking, and handed over a cigarette while talking.

This time, the old fisherman did not take it off immediately and carefully put it in the pocket of his shirt: "You can't smoke too much at one time."

By the way, he deliberately ignored Xiong Baizhou's problem.

Xiong Baizhou smiled unconsciously and called Sheng Yuanqing over: "Go and pick up all the cigarettes in the car."

"Where is the special offer given by Mr. Zhao?"

"Take it together."

Sheng Yuanqing's "dengdeng" moves very quickly, and immediately carried a bag of good cigarettes, some of which were not available to the market.

The old fisherman was a cigarette gun. When he saw these cigarettes, his eyes were shining, but he still refused in principle: "Don't want to use these cigarettes to buy me, I will not move away."

"The old man is really cautious. He must be a staunch and unyielding revolutionary warrior during the War of Resistance Against Japan." Xiong Baizhou joked, stood up and patted his butt: "I'll go in the house and take a look."

"Whatever you want, don't wake my granddaughter." The old fisherman felt that Xiong Baizhou looked down on these things at his house, and did not follow him in and monitor him.

The room was wet, and there was a damp and musty smell coming from the nose. Because the electricity had been cut off and it was pitch black. Xiong Baizhou was observing with a little light, and Guo Zixian also walked in.

"The environment here is no longer suitable for living." Xiong Baizhou suddenly said.

Of course it is not suitable for living. Looking at the broken walls peeled off by the moisture, it is probably difficult to understand with Guo Zixian's growth experience: "The river surface is like a Milky Way, one side is prosperous and the other is poverty. It is really two completely different worlds."

Xiong Baizhou shook his head: "It's not because of the conditions, but because most of the houses here are already dilapidated. I just walked with you for a long time and found that the structure of the houses here is almost the same. They have been disrepaired and are on the riverside. The water vapor has long corroded the foundation and the infrastructure of the houses."

Guo Zixian blushed a little. She was just now wandering around, but Xiong Baizhou had long seen these situations.

"Especially when it rains." Xiong Baizhou stretched out his hand and shook the wooden cylinder for the support of the house. It seemed that it was verified by Xiong Baizhou's words, and the whole house swung with Xiong Baizhou's shaking.

"Don't shake it." Guo Zixian was startled and immediately stopped it.

The shaking sound was still a bit loud after all. A little girl sat up from the bed and asked in a slight voice: "Who are you?"

A little girl suddenly appeared in the dark room. Guo Zixian was a little nervous. Xiong Baizhou gently patted the back of her hand: "Don't think about it."

Guo Zixian then realized that she had taken the initiative to hold Xiong Baizhou's hand, maybe she was shaking the house.

Xiong Baizhou comforted Guo Zixian and walked over to pick up the little girl in the bed: "Let's go, take you to find grandparents."

Due to the family conditions of the little girl, she does not have a pink outfit, a small nose, a small mouth, and her eyes are not big, but her face is chubby. Xiong Baizhou picked her up and didn't cry or make a fuss, and her eyes stared at Xiong Baizhou like this.

Guo Zixian looked interesting and gently pinched the fat face. The little girl immediately turned her head and looked at Guo Zixian for a moment.

There were too many people outside, so the little girl probably couldn't see her eyes. She turned around in a daze, and finally returned to her grandparents.

"Grandpa, I'm hungry." I'm still controlled by the hunger of my body.

"Grandpa frys yellow croaker for you, okay?" It can be seen that the old fisherman loves this little granddaughter very much.

"Okay." The fat little face nodded obediently.

"Old Wei, we have lunch here too. I want sticky white rice porridge and yellow croaker." Xiong Baizhou ordered food without hesitation.

The old fishermen's craftsmanship is still reliable. In just half an hour, a plate of fried yellow croaker, which was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, was brought up, and accompanied by two bowls of pointed white rice porridge. Xiong Baizhou nodded with satisfaction when he smelled it.

It was a bit difficult for Guo Zixian to get rid of chopsticks. She was a little restrained by the environment here and was used to fine food.

The old fisherman saw that Guo Zixian was a little disgusted and snorted, only caring about feeding his granddaughter.

Seeing this situation, Xiong Baizhou picked the largest yellow croaker, cut off the head and tail and put it in his bowl, and put the piece on his stomach to Guo Zixian: "I promise you and I, the delicacies and seas are not as good as the original flavor."

Guo Zixian finally trusted Xiong Baizhou. She picked it up and took a small bite. She seemed to think it was good. She tasted better and more delicious. She finished her belly with a piece of fish.

Seeing this situation, the old fisherman smiled on his face. The atmosphere was a little warm after the meal. At this time, Bai Dengwei came over and whispered: "Brother Xiong, Deng Keshan is back."

Xiong Baizhou was burying his head to take care of the fine thorns on the fish tail. He raised his head and blinked at the fat face first, and then said:

"work!"
Chapter completed!