Chapter 39 Eighty-Eleven Difficulties

The night before I went to Umutu, the yellow finch was entangled and had no choice. He downloaded a collection of Ji Ze Mingbu to Mr. Liu Jinyin, a loyal fan of the island love action movies, but it was secretly hidden. For Liu Jinyin, whose computer knowledge was only in the stage of on the machine and logging in QQ, this time it can I've been tortured badly enough. I know it's been done, but I can't find it. Do you want to call the yellow finch? Can there be a signal in such a good place where the donkey unloads and grinds?

Before going to Qiushui Square, Liu Jinyin finally saw the long-needed yellow finch, and in the past few days when the boy left, Liu Jinyin was really extremely frustrated. In his life, he could not live without the yellow finch. Video, the next film, seducing the lovelorn girl and the lonely young woman, and a lot of online things waiting for the yellow finch. To deal with it.

The yellow finch was dragged into the room by this old lecherish. Liu Jinyin was both soft and hard. After the yellow finch sat down, he immediately hit a soft bag and said, "You stinky boy, not to mention that Uncle Yin doesn't take care of you. There is also a boutique 'and the world' under the bed. I'll give you a few bags at that time."

After seeing Liu Jinyin, the yellow finch's mood was much better, and even the fatigue on his body was reduced a lot. As long as the two stick together, it was definitely related to the culture of the island country. Liu Jinyin said that watching the island action film is absolutely good for mood adjustment. At this point, the yellow finch dares not agree. But I also think there is a certain reason. At least Liu Jinyin, an old perslayer, is like this.

"Uncle Yin, I went to Umutu these days without seducing a few women behind my back?"

Liu Jinyin smoked a cigarette and said, "What a seducing. As soon as you leave, the business in the store will be very busy. I'm going to enjoy the film you gave me at night. I know, I can't find it at all."

"How is that possible? Didn't I tell you? D disk, the new folder in the island action movie in the movie.

Liu Jinyin moved the mouse and said a word, "D disk, action film, new folder... Well, you see, isn't it? There is another new folder inside."

"A little more!"

"It's still better."

"Keep going!"

"What a fart, it's always been a new folder."

"A few more clicks." The yellow finch covered its mouth and was about to laugh.

"Why is it still? Are you kidding me?" Liu Jinyin was furious.

Huang Que took a sip of smoke comfortably, "Uncle Yin, I dare not lie to you if I lie to anyone. You keep ordering. If you can't find what you want in the end, you can come to me."

"Bad boy, I don't think you can play anything!" Liu Jinyin held a cigarette in one hand, held a mouse in the other hand, and cursed in his mouth. In this way, he kept clicking. The new folder contains a new folder, and then clicked, or a new folder. Continue to click, still. I don't know how long I clicked. My hand was a little sore. Liu Jinyin finally threw the mouse, "stinky Boy, are you kidding me?"

"Uncle Yin, ten times, ten times can definitely appear?"

"Really?"

The yellow sparrow swore, "Can I lie to you?"

Liu Jinyin picked up the mouse again and clicked it according to the new folder. One, two, three...

At the tenth, a large number of video files finally appeared. Isn't it the good collection that night?

"Bad boy, are you cruel?" Liu Jinyin was sweating.

The yellow finch couldn't stand it anymore. It lay in Liu Jinyin's ** and laughed, built a folder, and then a new one in it. In this way, it kept building a new one. It was not until the eighty-first subfolder that Liu Jinyin's dream was hidden. This move simply hurt grandma. Grandma's uncle's third cousin's house next door.

"You, is it necessary for you to hide so deeply, huh? Son of a bitch, you obviously did it on purpose. Liu Jinyin was made to laugh bitterly. He remembered that he had been ordering like this. At first, he thought there was something wrong with the computer.

"Uncle Yin, you haven't read Journey to the West, have you? Tang Monk took his three apprentices to the west to learn the scriptures, which had to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties to achieve success. Therefore, I am a kind heart, so that you can also experience the beauty of this ninety-eighty-one folder. Good things are hard to come by. Say it yourself, don't you feel much better now?" What the yellow finch said is serious.

"I'm such a fart, you stinky boy. You know how to trick me all day long. Go back to sleep. Don't affect your Uncle Yin and I watch blockbusters!"

The yellow finch stood up and felt tired, but he still asked Liu Jinyin, "Uncle Yin, do you believe in superpowers?"

"What? Superpowers?"

"Yes! For example, if you drink, you will never get drunk, and then you will run faster than the wind!" The yellow finch is drawing.

Liu Jinyin stood up and touched the forehead of the yellow finch with his hand. "You went to Umutu once. Didn't your brain burn out? Or do you watch too many American fairy tales?

"Is what I'm saying true? Isn't it said that Xiang Yu can lift a tripod weighing a thousand pounds? Then why don't you believe anything else?

"What do I believe?" Liu Jinyin brought up his presbyopic goggles. "You just said it yourself. That's a legend. The legend can't be believed. If you drink, you will never get drunk? Can you run faster than the wind? Let me tell you, if there is such a person, he will wait to get rich.

After saying that, I stared at the continuous pictures on the computer and enjoyed it.

Huang Que is disheartened. It seems that others don't believe what happened to him, but then again, if someone suddenly comes to tell you one day that he will never get drunk, you will probably buy him ten catties of Erguotou directly. Drink it, it's my treat.

It's too ridiculous. Even the yellow finch himself doubts whether this is a dream, but he definitely knows that in fact, everything is real, and the truth can no longer be true. Even if he has hallucinations, didn't he say that he ran very fast?

The yellow finch returned to the room like a lost soul. The sound of snoring was shocking. He lay down, but he couldn't sleep. He looked at the ceiling with his eyes open and was extremely worried. He decided to go to the hospital early tomorrow morning and have a full-body examination. From the inside to the outside, he would not let go.

The next morning, everyone got up. Although they watched the love action blockbuster all night, Liu Jinyin was still full of energy. He was very interested in Xiaodi, who had just come to October Feng. He kept talking about some meat and non-veterribly things. Xiao Diu also continued to carry forward what he asked if he didn't understand. Good style, Xing shouldn't laugh with Liu Jinyin, such as one-stop service and fast food. Liu Jinyin still licks his face and asks Xiaodi if he is a virgin? Xiao Di suddenly asked back, what does it mean, and so on? The yellow finch knew that the two old kids have been happy these days.

October Maple is like this. Most people spend their time like this when they have nothing to do. They talk about the sky, drink tea, and talk about some dirty jokes. Of course, sometimes they will also talk about the ups and downs of the antique world. Otherwise, they will directly move a Taishi chair and lean against the simple bluestone alley. It's good to have a good sleep. It's cool and windy, but it smells good.

October Maple's life is very good. The yellow finch has always thought so, so, for so many years, he has lived a carefree life. Some people say that life needs constant pursuit, but in the eyes of the yellow finch, it is happiness to eat, sleep and eat every day.

But now the yellow finch doesn't have that mind. Even if his body is extremely tired, he is always restless without figuring out why he suddenly became 'perverted'.

Xiaodi was warmly greeted by Liu Jinyin to have breakfast. The yellow finch also wanted to go. Those things in the ancient city snack street were fried, roasted, spicy, sour and sweet. They have everything, which is in line with the tastes of people all over the world. They can't get tired of eating. They haven't eaten them for a long time. The yellow finch really misses his favorite small steamed buns, but then they think about it. Hearing that the whole body was examined, blood, urine and so on, he couldn't eat. The yellow finch immediately stopped and told Liu Jinyin to take a good look at Xiao Diu, and rode a motorcycle to Qingcheng People's Hospital.

Before the examination, the yellow finch first visited the lame old seven. This time, the old man suffered more than the yellow finch. After a night of toss, the result also came out. As the yellow finch had expected, the lame old seven's leg could not be preserved. Although there was no need for amputation, it seemed to hurt the nerve tissue. . There is no reaction at all, and in the future, it can only be used as a decoration.

I thought that the old man would cry sad and desperate, but he knew that there was no such thing at all. Seeing the yellow sparrow, the lame old seven was very happy. Although his face was still pale and waxy, there was no worry and anxiety in Umutu. The old man sighed for a long time and said that it was this trip to Umutu. It's not a loss. It can turn 300,000 yuan into three million yuan. Not to mention one leg, it's worth his life. Of course, the premise is that the yellow finch and the little lose can't have an accident.

What the lame old seven said is extremely honest. The yellow finch knows that what he said is not a lie. The old guy is greedy for money. He can work hard for money and dares to take risks, but between the yellow finch and Xiaodi's life and money, he will still choose the former without hesitation.

"Uncle Seven, in the future, you can spend your old age well. The money from that stove is enough for you to eat and drink for the rest of your life."

The crippled old seven thought about it, and probably thought of his unfilial piety. Thinking of the night when his mother committed suicide in order not to drag him down, thinking about it, he couldn't control his tears and choked.

The yellow finch knows that at this time, persuasion is useless. In the future, the lame seven will think of these things, and will be sad, sad, and regret what he has done at the beginning. But it is precisely because of this that the lame seven will really change. Sometimes, tears are a kind of cowardice, and sometimes tears are It's a kind of touching, and sometimes, tears are a kind of real heart-washing.

Out of the lame old seven ward, the yellow finch began to register by itself, and then did a lot of examinations, such as bone ray, chest X-ray, electrocardiogram, blood test, urine test, CTR, etc. Anyway, what should be done, and what should not be done.

After waiting for more than two hours, except for two or three results, everything else proved that he was a young man who was healthy enough to go up the mountain to fight tigers.

The yellow finch was at a loss again. He looked at the doctor in the visceral department and asked, "Doctor, haven't you found something extra in my stomach?"

"What can be more?"

"For example... Oh, I can't explain it clearly." The yellow finch is incoherent.

Looking at the boy's checklist, the doctor couldn't help but say, young man, in fact, you have come to the wrong place. You should go to the psychiatric department.

When the yellow finch walks out of the door of the hospital, it is definitely the sun shining high in the sky, and the flowers are smiling at me in the sunny weather, but the heart of the yellow finch is extremely gloomy. If he doesn't know what happened to his body, only he can experience this mood of life or death.

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