Cat Gu Notes

grains of sand.They looked at the scientific expedition team, and one of them wore a fox fur hat: "Who is the head?"

Qian Dabeard was about to speak, but was stopped by the uncle's eyes, and the uncle said, "Me."

The fox fur hat asked, "Who are you?"

"Heroes," said the uncle, "we are an archaeological team from Beijing. We are mainly investigating the huge hydrological and geographical changes in Lop Nur. Beard, show them the documents."

"Bullshit!" The fox fur hat crossed his legs, "Of course I know that you are an archaeological team! I just want to ask who the hell you are and where you came from! You are so fucking confident in breaking into Grandpa's territory!"

Chu Haiyang muttered: "Which dynasty have we traveled to..."

"Don't talk!" someone shouted.

The uncle raised his eyelids and said, "I am the head of the archaeological team from Beijing, is it clear enough?"

Being so impolite, the fox fur hat became popular: "You fucking... grew up eating shit?!"

There are no rules of the road at all.

The uncle tilted his head and grinned: "Who's fucking crotch leaked you out? You've got eggs all over your fucking body, right?"

Xia Mingruo, who was tied to the stake, started to giggle, pointing at him with a fox fur hat and yelling, "That thin brow and narrow bone! You won't be frozen to death! What a joke!"

Xia Mingruo's shoulders trembled with the rag in his mouth, and he couldn't miss a smile.

The fox fur hat was really irritated, he held the camel whip high, seemed to be thinking about which one was worse, and finally he walked towards Xia Mingruo.

Chu Haiyang stood up: "How dare you."

The fox fur hat stared back at him.

Chu Haiyang took off his hat and threw it on the ground, took off his coat and threw it to the uncle. He took a few steps forward and hooked his hands at him: "If you have a feeling, let's practice it."

The fox fur hat raised the gun with a roar.

At this moment, the uncle suddenly yelled without warning: "Help—kill—"

Everyone was startled by him, and they heard someone shouting: "Lie down!" The gunshots immediately exploded.After a while, everyone looked up and found that no one was injured, but a team of 50 or [-] people ran in quickly from the ruins of the ancient city gate, walking in neat steps, with submachine guns in their hands.

Qian Dabeard said: "My dear boy! Let's make a movie!"

The arrogance of the fox fur hats disappeared in an instant, and the team ran up to them, disarmed and handcuffed them in an orderly manner, and ordered them to line up and squat under the wall.In just a few minutes, they and the scientific expedition team completely reversed their situation.

The scientific expedition team was still in a daze, Chu Haiyang rushed out to untie Xia Mingruo's rope, and the rest of the people mobilized, rushing forward to release Leopard and Gulim.

Xia Mingruo shuddered and spit several times: "Bah! Bah! Just stuff some rags into my mouth! It smells like urine!"

Lao Huang also came over and meowed.

Chu Haiyang quickly wrapped Xia Mingruo in a coat: "Is it cold?"

"It's so cold," Xia Mingruo's teeth were chattering, "Old Huang! Find my shoes first! I'm fucking freezing to death!"

Old Huang meowed a few times, got into his cotton coat, and covered his heart.The cat was hot after all, Xia Mingruo finally recovered.

At this moment, someone patted him on the shoulder: "Are you okay?"

Xia Mingruo turned around, and Lin Shaohu stood behind him.

Lin Shaohu wore a fur hat and a fur coat, not like Yang Zirong, but like a mountain sculpture.

"The doctor is here," he said with a smile on his chiseled face, "you need to treat your frostbite quickly."

Xia Mingruo was snotted with clear water, wrapped in a blanket, and lying in front of the fire with his arms around Lao Huang. Lin Shaohu kept instructing him: "Roast the front chest first, then the back... yes, turn it over and roast it evenly."

Xia Mingruo turned upside down and moved back and forth, Old Huang meowed, and finally Lin Shaohu said: "Stop!"

"Are you sweating?" he asked.

Xia Mingruo was out of breath and sent Lao Huang out: "Uncle Shaohu, please have a meal, the cat is finally cooked."

Lin Shaohu knocked Lao Huang away with a "snap", took out the needle, and hooked his fingers at Xia Mingruo expressionlessly.

Xia Mingruo asked: "Why?"

"A needle."

With a flash in Xia Mingruo's eyes, Lin Shaohu jumped forward across the fire, and with a single move he knocked him down, and the needles rose and fell, Xia Mingruo let out a miserable howl and stopped moving.

"Want to escape?" Lin Shaohu packed the murder weapon slowly, found two more blankets from nowhere, threw one on Xia Mingruo's head, and gently covered Chu Haiyang with the other.

Chu Haiyang was sleeping soundly beside the fire.

Xia Mingruo moved to his side, tilted his head and watched motionlessly, and then drew a bastard on the left side of his face.

"Don't make noise about the ocean," Lin Shaohu made a silent gesture, "He's tired."

Xia Mingruo nodded, and drew a symmetrical chicken on the right side of his face, and said, "Turtle Crane Yannian."

Lin Shaohu fiddled with the medicine box, and suddenly asked: "Mingruo, have you ever had myocarditis?"

"Ah, it's okay," Xia Mingruo asked, "How do you know? I'm fine."

Lin Shaohu said: "Not bad, quite resistant to beating."

The leopard staggered and opened the curtain and fell into the tent, with his hips on his hips and his hips groaning.Lin Shaohu asked him: "How is it? Is it better after walking around?"

"Oh, don't mention it!" Leopard bared his teeth, "I was shot by the butt of a gun! Those bastards! I will deal with them to death in the future!"

"Don't scare yourself, you will be fine if you get ten gun butts," Lin Shaohu said, "but thanks to you, you bravely protected your companion."

When Lao Huang heard this, he immediately looked up at the leopard, his round eyes showing pure joy.

Xia Mingruo touched its head: "Huang, it's too fake."

Lao Huang instantly returned to his normal expression.

Leopard was a little embarrassed by the praise. He rubbed his nose, sat down by the fire, and asked Lin Shaohu, "Why is Comrade Lin here? Didn't you go to the Yunnan mountains with us?"

"Yunnan?" Xia Mingruo asked sensitively, "What are you doing there again? What are you digging for?"

"Cough..." Leopard said, "We..."

"I'm going to find Cheng Jingjun." Lin Shaohu changed the subject.

"Yes, I'm going to find that cow doctor!" Leopard said firmly, patting his thigh.

"How is he now?" Xia Mingruo asked.

"Temporarily stay at my house and prepare to take the university entrance examination next year." Lin Shaohu breathed a sigh of relief, "It took a lot of twists and turns in the middle, his household registration was lost, he had no relatives in the country, and his parents' old friends basically couldn't get through it. 'Cultural Revolution'. The bungalows are still on Huaihai Road and have not been demolished, but there are more than a dozen families living in them. Things are different, Shanghai was still dominated by his family 20 years ago, and there is no place to stand in 20 years later , can only follow me back to Beijing."

"Go back to your old house in Beijing? It's just across an alley from my house?" Xia Mingruo said, "What about the household registration?"

"That's right, the household registration is really troublesome, and it also involves the supply of grain and oil," Lin Shaohu smiled, "I also thought of going through the back door, but the lesbians at the police station who did the household registration, heard me explain the reason, and cried after hearing it. Holding Cheng Jingjun's hand and crying for a long time, it was done immediately, and we didn't even bother to run errands back and forth."

"Huh?" Xia Mingruo was stunned, "The lesbian who has registered permanent residence? How old are you?"

"Forty years old."

"Is it white and fat, as thick as the top and bottom?"

"Yes, that's her," Lin Shaohu thought for a moment and said, "The eldest sister is a little fatter...but she is quite amiable with her curved eyebrows."

Xia Mingruo was radiant, and jumped up to shake hands with Lin Shaohu: "Thank you, my relatives, thank you to my beloved Uncle Shaohu, thank you for saving face for my mother, I, my father and Huang will always love you!"

Lin Shaohu said, "Huh?"

Xia Mingruo said: "My mother is a police officer in charge of household registration. My father often said that my mother is a real hero. Have you seen it?"

Leopard was very interested: "A good man? What kind of man?"

"Let me tell you a story." Xia Mingruo crossed his legs and moved closer to the two of them, "Didn't something happen to my grandfather in 1957, and my father was also dragged to explain the situation. My father is very similar to my grandmother who died young. It’s good to see, but not to be beaten. Besides, those people are also wicked. My father’s knees hurt when it rains. It’s all because of their good deeds. Let him catch fish, the name is lying on the ice and begging for carp."

"My father was only 17 years old at the time, and basically he could only play the flute, but he couldn't suffer in vain. Later, whenever there was trouble, my father would shout at home: 'Yuhuan—Yuhuan—'"

"Ah, Yuhuan is my mother." Xia Mingruo explained.

"My mother's house lives next door, as soon as she hears the sound, no matter what she is doing, she will immediately copy the guy, bring my uncle Jinhuan, second uncle Yinhuan and third uncle Tonghuan, and rush over to defend my father. Think about it, my grandfather and my father are already characters in another book, but my mother doesn't care about it, and insists on it if she is sure, do you think she is a hero?"

"He's a good man!" Leopard gave a thumbs up.

"He is a hero," Lin Shaohu was full of respect, "Cheng Jingjun and I will come to pay our respects some other day."

"No need to thank you," Xia Mingruo said, "My mother still has a nickname 'Yang Dapun'. After so many days, the story of your great friendship should have spread to the frontiers of the motherland. In two days, I Mom may lead a group of big girls to the cattle doctor."

"..."

"No matter what," Xia Mingruo hugged Lao Huang and smiled, "All hardships are rewarding, everyone should live a good life, right?"

Lin Shaohu buried his head in music for a while, then raised his head and laughed loudly: "Yang Datong's son! Hahaha! Well, I should go too, and I must escort them on the road today."

He leaned out of the tent and asked the guard outside: "Xiao Chen, when are we going to leave?"

The one named Xiao Chen ran over: "A quarter of an hour later!"

"Leave now?" Chu Haiyang sat up and knocked on Xia Mingruo's head, "It's so noisy."

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