In the next few days, the people from the Public Security Bureau came, the people from the Cultural Relics Bureau came, and the people from Party A came...

In short, the project has temporarily stopped.

How much money will you lose on this day?

He Sihai thought of taking the remaining books to the school gate to sell them for five yuan.

I originally wanted to go home, but I thought about the ticket price of 100 yuan for the round trip, but I was a little reluctant.

Seeing that he only went out but not in every day and his savings continued to decrease, He Sihai felt indescribable.

"Master, did the foreman say when will the construction start? If the construction does not start, I really have to consider going to the car factory." He Sihai couldn't help but call Li Dalu again to inquire about the news.

"Business starts? Who knows this? The foreman doesn't know it, and I'm watching it too." Li Dalu said on the phone.

"How many people died? Is the problem so serious?" He Sihai asked casually.

In fact, he didn't care much about who died, or even how many died, he only cared about when the construction would start.

Only by starting work can you make money.

"A few more? Only one, Tang Sheng from Tangzhuang and the one who works in steel bars, do you know?"

After Li Dalu said this, He Sihai had a little impression.

Tangzhuang is not very far from Hezhuang where He Sihai lives. He remembers that Tang Sheng seemed to have a son. The two were classmates in junior high school before, but they were not from the same class.

"The key is not that people died, but cultural relics. It seems that several things were stolen and have not been traced back."

"It seems that I have to find a way to make money, but this will not work." He Sihai was filled with sadness.

The sultry weather, narrow rental houses, and flying mosquitoes made He Sihai, who was lying on the bed, look even more irritable.

Just then, a knock on the door came from outside the door.

"Who?" He Sihai crawled up impatiently.

I couldn't help but feel a little surprised. It was so late, who would come to him? Besides, he didn't know anyone nearby.

But the person outside the door did not answer, but continued to knock on the door.

He Sihai didn't think much about it and opened the door directly.

He was not worried about any bad guys at all, because he was poor and had nothing to worry about.

When I opened the door, I saw a man wearing a blue labor protection uniform standing outside the door, lowering his head and wearing a yellow safety helmet on his head.

I couldn't see his appearance clearly for a moment.

On the construction site?

"Are you?" He Sihai asked in confusion.

At this moment, the man raised his head.

He Sihai felt a cool air coming from his tail vertebra along his spine and heading straight into the sky spirit cover, which scared him to his white hair and sweat.

Because what Li Dalu said just now on the phone was Tang Sheng who was already dead.

"Where are people... people? Why... no one." He Sihai tried hard to calm down, pretended to be nothing, looked around, and then reached out to close the door.

But one foot was stretched in and the card owner.

"You pretend to be a little bit like?" Tang Sheng said with a smile.

It looks no different from a living person.

"Uncle Tang, I have no grudges with you, and I am also a classmate of your Tangyuan. OK, why are you here to come to me?"

He Sihai was trembling and almost cried.

"It seems you know?" Tang Sheng asked with a smile.

He Sihai nodded.

"If you have grudges, you will take revenge. If you have grudges, don't come to me, okay? At most, I will burn more paper money for you."

"Don't be afraid, I won't harm you. I'm looking for you to do a favor?" Tang Sheng said.

"Help? I am a pauper, what can I do to help you? You should find someone else."

What good things can you do if you ask for help from living people?

So He Sihai refused directly.

"Don't rush to refuse, it's just a very simple little busy. As long as you agree, I'll pay you five thousand yuan."

"Give me five thousand dollars?"

He Sihai suddenly felt less afraid when he heard this.

I am a poor man, why are you afraid of?

"Renminbi?" He Sihai asked cautiously.

You must figure out the money matters and don’t be careless. Don’t give him five thousand ghost coins at that time, and you will lose a lot.

"Of course it's RMB." Tang Sheng nodded with certainty.

"What do you think? I can help you. If I can help me, I will definitely help. I'm not for money. After all, I'll have a fight with Tangyuan." He Sihai said righteously.

"Last time the foreman settled 20,000 yuan with me. I haven't deposited it in the bank yet. I'm dead now and I don't know who is cheaper, so you can help bring the money to my dumplings and let him study hard. No matter how difficult it is, he has to finish college..."

Tang Sheng said, taking out two stacks of money from his pocket and stuffing it into He Sihai's hand.

"You just need to give 15,000 yuan to dumplings. According to the rules, the remaining 5,000 yuan is the reward for you."

"Rules? What rules?"

He Sihai, who was looking at the authenticity of the money in his hand, looked up and there was no one at the door.

If it weren't for the heavy 20,000 yuan in his hand, it would be like he was just dreaming.

He Sihai looked inside and out again and confirmed that there was no strange shadow, so he quickly closed the door.

Then he sat on the bed, his heart pounding.

I waited until I saw two stacks of my hands, and then counted the money in my hands several times and read it several times.

Final confirmation.

Twenty thousand yuan.

RMB.

Real money.

"It's really like dreaming. Just make 5,000 yuan with just a word?"

Looking at the stack of money in front of him, He Sihai was so happy that he wished more dead ghosts like this.

Of course, he was just thinking about it, and he was still a little worried.

The appearance of Tang Sheng simply destroyed He Sihai's past cognition. There is really something weird in this world.

The more I think about it, the more I become scared. When I look at places, it seems like a ghost suddenly jumps out.

His eyes fell on two stacks of money in his hand and saw the avatar of the boss on the hundred-dollar bill.

He Sihai took out one and put it on his forehead, which was covered with sweat stains on his forehead, which was quite firm.

The boss protects his body, and the ghosts and gods can be used to protect him.

But when I think of Tang Sheng taking out the money, I feel uneasy again.

I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning in the bed.

Suddenly I thought of the "Sleeping Arhat" on the "Martial Arts Secret Book".

So he posed.

I fell asleep soon.

Early the next morning, He Sihai's first reaction when he opened his eyes was money?

When he saw the 20,000 yuan safe and sound next to his pillow, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There are many people in the city villages and many thieves.

He Sihai probably needs to save up for 20,000 yuan himself for half a year.

But he had no intention of ignoring his mind. Although he loved money, he would not take it if it wasn't his money.

It’s definitely not because I’m afraid that Tang Sheng will not let him go if he is a ghost.

He Sihai's home is in Hejia Village below Baiyang Town, Hezhou City.

The villages here are all named after their surnames.

For example, Xiaoyang Village, Dayang Village, Tangzhuang, Wu Li, etc., you will know what the people in this village’s surname is, and there are very few people with other surnames.

A village is basically the same ancestor.

In the past, every village had its own ancestral hall.
To be continued...