The Heartless Mage Chapter 199: Conversation (1)

I don't know where the little Dingmao got so many food stamps. They are all over the country and they are colorful. Wuxin saw that he just got off the train like himself, and there is no reason to save a lot of Heilongjiang food stamps, and doubts arise in his heart: "Where did you come from?"

The little ding cat lifts up the wide and wide hem of the military uniform. Because the body is so thin that it is abstract, the clothes look like a flag: "We came from Qiqihar."

With a thousand words in mind, Wuxin asked, "Have you been to Qiqihar?"

Little Dingmao took the cigarette from his ear, put it in his mouth and took out a match: "I'm going? I'm staying! Don't you know? I'm going to the countryside."

The old newspaper rolled into a cigarette is a cone, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, not as long as a finger, so I couldn't help smoking. The little Dingmao sucked his head in three mouthfuls, turned his head and spat out the cigarette **** soaked in saliva. He smiled condescendingly, and continued to warmly invite Wuxin to go out to the restaurant with him. As he spoke, he hid his eyes behind his spectacles and kept looking at Su Tao. Su Tao was very calm, because he knew that he was his own defeated general. Although Gu Ji was tall, he was not necessarily an unintentional opponent. As the one with the upper hand, she has a kind of kingly tolerance. The little Dingmao looked at her, she didn't care; if the little Dingmao dared to push her nose on her face, she imagined that there was an empty "bang" in her ears, and it was her fists that hit the little Dingmao's two thin wings. Ribs.

Wuxin and Su Tao have no household registration and are most in short of food stamps. The little Dingmao was full of enthusiasm and tongue-tied, which moved him. Turning around and buying a cream ice cream from the hand of the aunt behind the cart, he decided to cooperate with the little Ding Mao once and have a tooth sacrifice.

The cream ice cream was frozen hard, and in order to show the high quality, it was wrapped with a layer of translucent wax paper. Su Tao took off the wax paper and licked the residual cream on the wax paper before licking the ice cream. Wuxin glanced at her and saw that she was licking with relish and cherishing it, so for the first time, Su Tao felt like a wild girl.

Su Tao didn't notice Wuxin's gaze. For her, eating ice cream was a rare pleasure. She carefully licked left and right, no matter what, she was reluctant to bite, and followed Wuxin while licking. Go, because Wuxin is looking for a restaurant with Xiaoding Mao. It was obviously not the first time for Xiao Dingmao to come to Harbin. He walked out of the train station boundary with ease. He didn't want to eat. If he wanted to eat, he would break his fast in a big restaurant.

The three followed him alone, first walking a long distance, then taking a bus, and finally they squeezed out of the car together and reached Central Street. Central Street is the old name of the past, but it was renamed Anti-Revision Street after the Cultural Revolution began. The little Dingmao stepped onto the street with great interest, and brought the three behind him to the front of a large restaurant. The original name of this restaurant is Huamei Restaurant, but now it has changed its name to Anti-Revision Hotel following the trend. The name has been changed, but the decent appearance has not changed. Wuxin followed the little Dingmao inside, suspecting that this kid was going to take the opportunity to eat the big family. If the money was his own, he wouldn't say anything, and the little Dingmao would let him eat it if he wanted to; but the money belonged to Su Tao, and he spent one less, so he couldn't take Su Tao's small property carelessly and generously.

The four of them picked up a secluded seat and sat down. Xiao Ding Mao was still a know-it-all and ordered a table of Chinese food. When the waiter left, he lowered his voice and said, "Now all the good cooks here have been labeled as Soviet agents. The western food doesn't taste good. It's better to have a few stir-fry dishes."

Across a table, Wuxin stuck out his head to him: "You said you went to the countryside?"

Little Ding Mao crossed Erlang's legs and put one hand in his trouser pocket. Leaning his head back, he nodded and smiled while leaning on the high back of the chair: "That's right, I've gone to the countryside, and now I'm there—" He turned to Gu Ji: "What's your name? It wasn't just a few days ago. Got a new name?"

Gu Ji seems to be deeply disturbed by his own existence, and shrugs his head without looking at anyone: "Production and Construction Corps."

Little Ding Mao's slender neck turned around in the tattered collar: "Yes, it's actually a wasteland farming. I've only been there for a few days, but look at my hand."

When the voice fell, he stretched out a pale slap in front of Wuxin and Su Tao. The palm is thin, with a few bright red blood scabs on the palm.

"Do you think I'm a worker?" He shook his head and sighed: "Have pity on my skin and tender flesh, I'm all buried on a pole."

Inadvertently twisted his hand: "What are you doing?"

Little Ding Mao rolled her eyes: "Pick up big shit."

Inadvertently stared at him with disbelief on his face. Gu Ji suddenly became smart, and testified for Xiao Ding Mao in a loud voice: "He really picks big shit, and I pick big **** too. I help him pick it every day, but he's bored and can't pick it up."

Wuxin laughed immediately, her eyes narrowed and slender: "Are you really picking up big shit?"

Little Ding Mao withdrew his hand and looked at his palm with a very appreciative expression: "You control it, don't gloat in front of me."

Wuxin reluctantly straightened her face, and then told Xiaoding Mao: "Okay, I will try my best to control...hehehehehe!"

Little Dingmao heard his laughter, and immediately raised his hand to cover his eyes: "Oh my god."

Gu Ji was very angry when he saw Wuxin's reaction, and even explained: "It's a good job to pick big manure now, it's better than farming. Picking big manure can make you lazy, and you can find a place to rest when you're halfway through."

Wuxin couldn't help laughing, and continued to ask Xiao Dingmao: "Wenxian's business is over, you can still go back to Baoding! Didn't you come from Baoding?"

Little Dingmao cleared his throat, and then he looked around in a ghostly way. Seeing that the world was at peace, he babbled about his reasons for going to the countryside. It turned out that when he escaped from Wenxian last year, the joint headquarters in Baoding was also hit by a new round of attacks. The joint fingers have been standing upright in several storms, but now the hat is so big that it finally crushed them down.

Five of the ten standing committee members of the joint headquarters were captured by the People's Liberation Army, including Xiao Dingmao and Du Ganchuang. Among the remaining five standing committee members, except for No. 1 and No. 2, who ran away without a trace, the remaining three have always kept their hearts. A large number of arms of the joint.

Let's not talk about these three people's resurgence, let's just say that the five members of the Standing Committee who were arrested are considered bad luck. They were locked in the warehouse on a hot day, and they were all eating, drinking and laughing. The living environment was not as good as maggots, and they suffered from beat. Xiao Ding Mao is a hero who doesn't suffer immediate losses. He accepts after a fight. He confesses whatever he wants. He unreservedly pushes all the crimes on others, and declares that he suffers from schizophrenia.

People from the military never thought that there was still a mentally ill hidden among the ten standing committee members of the Alliance. They immediately launched an investigation and detained the parents of Xiao Dingmao. Xiao Ding Mao's parents are both workers, and there is absolutely no problem with his background. In addition to Xiao Ding Mao, the eldest son, there is also a plump second son Ding Xiaoxiong, and the delicate third daughter Ding Xiaoge. Sitting in panic in front of the task force, the parents of the Ding family had something to say and did not dare to hide: When their eldest son was in junior high school, they did take their child to the hospital, and the diagnosis was really schizophrenia. But the older the eldest, the bigger the bigger the more normal. They thought the child had healed automatically.

The soldiers in the task force rubbed their eyes and asked, "Does Ding Kitten have any special characteristics that are different from ordinary people?"

Little Ding Mao's mother is a slender woman with a virtuous and virtuous face. After a long sigh, she opened her mouth and replied, "Oh, my mother, this child was scary when he was a child, he didn't look like a child at all, it was like a ghost was on his body, and he learned to smoke and drink when he was in elementary school. Anyway, his dad and I don't care about him, we can be worthy of him when we raise him up."

The task force failed to make a breakthrough in the Ding family and couples, and instead interrogated junior high school student Ding Xiaoxiong and elementary school student Ding Xiaoge, and still found nothing, because their eldest brother has always ignored them. Then I summoned the neighbors of the Ding family, and all the information they got was very beneficial to Xiaodingmao - the old neighbors uniformly believed that Xiaodingmao was a strange creature.