Chinese Almanac Master Chapter 69: [One more]
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Xiao Nanzhu intends to bring back those traditional festivals that have long since disappeared, but maybe they really don’t remember the past. Those who are now mostly ordinary days are not very enthusiastic about this. Some of them are like the Tianzhu Festival, basically they don't even want to mention the past, and some are the same as the Shangsi Festival, no matter how Xiao Nanzhu tries to persuade, they are always trembling, inferior and timid.
"Didn't I tell you, this matter is not troublesome, the key is that you are willing, but you are the Shangsi Festival, the People's Day, the birthday of Queen Mother of the West, what about your self-motivated spirit? What about your sense of collective honor? Sir? Hmm?"
An expression of hatred for iron and steel casts his eyes on the flushed young man in the passenger seat. Xiao Nanzhu really feels a little helpless. After all, he has met such a soft guy who can’t support the wall. Everyone got angry, and when Xiao Nanzhu's roar was so fierce, he immediately lowered his head and said silently in the third year, and couldn't help but shivered his lower lip. It took him a while to speak in a wimpy voice.
"I’ve been in the third year since I was born... I really can’t remember the previous things at all, so please don’t embarrass me... I can’t even catch an evil spirit, I just It will count as days, can you stop forcing me..."
Thinking that the tears in his eyes were about to fall, Xiao Nanzhu was embarrassed when he saw the boy crying with a soft roar, after all, when he went out today, New Year’s Eve repeatedly warned him not to be fierce. Third, it is necessary to help him rebuild his former demeanor of Shangsi while he cultivates his self-confidence, and thinking of this, Xiao Nanzhu, who is holding the steering wheel with his hands and smoking cigarettes, stopped at an intersection and still turned toward the window. He sighed silently.
He was most afraid of his third-year character in his life. He was so soft that he looked pitiful and angry again. Although Xiao Nanzhu made his own decision to help him resurrect, let alone a god, even ordinary People also want to get better and better, right? Besides, a good traditional festival is gone, which is not a good thing for the cultural traditions of the people. That’s why Xiao Nanzhu is so enthusiastic to help the third year find the past festival atmosphere, but the revival of the festival still has to be said. Xiao Nanzhu could help him think about it before he passed his own level, and Xiao Nanzhu could not help but think of things in his mind, waiting for the traffic light to pass.
It was mentioned in the first chapter of the Twelve Gods Jue of the Jianzhu Twelve Gods of the Calendar, that anyone who is a calendar teacher can build the daily calendar **** in Jianri. The **** of the calendar takes yellow paper as the soul, and the fireworks in the world live and live. It is a festival to worship the blessing, and it is a tradition that lasts for a hundred years. If the allusion does not depend on it, the ashes will become ordinary, and the past will be offset. If it is to be rebuilt in the future, it will need the support of the beliefs of hundreds of mortals. The awakening of Nafu and the broken soul of the Lishen itself only took effect, so in order to enable Lord Shang Si to completely awaken from the present body, Xiao Nanzhu must find a way to seriously stimulate him.
There is no need to worry about the beliefs of mortals. Anyway, Xiao Nanzhu now has a lot of fans on Weibo. It’s okay to find a sense of existence on Weibo, a long-time science popularization long, for this past festival. Regarding Nafu’s curse Although Xiao Nanzhu is a novice, it’s not unfamiliar from the last time he caught the Eight Difficulties, but it’s hard to see it in the third year of the junior high school. No matter how you look at it, you don’t have a shadow of Shang Sijun’s past. Han Shi, who would stroll out to find Xiao Nanzhu and chatter, also gave Xiao Nanzhu this answer based on his own situation.
"If we lose our identity as a traditional festival, our journey as a **** will be exhausted. After everything is restarted, it will inevitably be affected. Shy and cowardly. Isn’t it a way to protect ourselves? After death, I’m afraid it’s not much better than the current Shangsi-kun..."
Thinking about this, Xiao Nanzhu suddenly felt like he didn't want to embarrass the kid next to him anymore. After all, he was in the third year of junior high school or he was in the middle of his life. He has also inquired in the past few days. Although the third day of March looks wretched, he used to be a very special calendar when working under his grandmother. This particularity is not a big deal, but it also stands out for most Almanacs who subconsciously keep a distance from human beings. After all, not all Almanacs are so willing to get close to humans who are full of various negative emotions. But this third year of junior high school is said to have a heart to help mankind, and the most famous thing is what Xiao Nanzhu heard from the mouths of several Lishen in the first year of junior high school.
"One year, there was a fire in a family near your home. It was the third day of March, which happened to be a day of fire. The family’s electrical circuit broke down and the entire yard burned. The husband and wife worked at night, so before they went home, they left a daughter at home and fell asleep without knowing anything. The fire was so big and the fire brigade’s car could not get in. The neighbors all got up to put out the fire. Your grandmother also went to help... But the fire was so big that people couldn’t get in at all. The girl’s parents had to sit there crying and shouting when they came back. It was at that time that the third year of the junior high rushed into the fire and rescued the girl... Hey, you didn't see the tragic appearance of him being burned by the flames. He was originally a paper-like form of Zhang Li. I have to drill into the fire, where my whole body can withstand such a fire, and it’s not good for the last ten years..."
Naturally, Xiao Nanzhu, who was still young at the time, didn’t remember these past events, but just thinking about the courage of this often cringing Lishen in that situation, he felt that it was true. It is admiration. Although he is still eager to find a way to stay with him for a long time on New Year’s Eve from the ways of resurrecting these old calendar gods, but in the final analysis this is still his personal affair, and he can’t force others to cooperate in the third year. Everything about him, but Xiao Nanzhu, who should think of a solution, still wanted to work hard to get this stupid Lishen to open his body, which is naturally the best, so he drove the car and was called out to work temporarily. After the wimpy boy drove for half an hour, Xiao Nanzhu came to the place of his business today.
Speaking of this business, it was introduced by Peng Dong and his leader, Director Zhao, because he has basically been familiar with the police officers of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, so now, in Xiao Nanzhu’s WeChat, apart from chatting about her husband and talking about jewelry all day long There are also many more police officers who often exchange experience in solving crimes. This old Director Zhao is quite old, but he can talk with Xiao Nanzhu well, and the people introduced by him are naturally not politicians, but celebrities. They are members of the public security system.
This kind of troublesome work to go out, as usual, Xiao Nanzhu has to make an appointment. The specific charge depends on his personal mood, but because this person is the relationship between the old director Zhao, he does not I am ashamed to confuse people, but the most important thing is that this person's profession and identity are really special.
Luo Ting, an anti-narcotics policeman who died two weeks ago, was also a native of City Y. After graduation, he went to the frontline and became an anti-narcotics policeman who died of nine deaths. Because his work is very concealed and confidential, Luoting has not paid much attention to his family after working for so many years. Two months ago, the media of a news website unilaterally released photos of him and his teammates in the anti-drug scene in Province Y. , The facial features of five police officers, including him, were all exposed. Although the public security unit forcibly stopped the spread of the photos in the next few hours, Luoting was forced to expose his identity information under such circumstances. He sacrificed for this and ended his short 27-year-old life.
This incident happened very suddenly. Although the public security department has not notified Luoting's family members yet, city leaders like Lao Zhao have basically received the news. The job of an anti-narcotics police is very sensitive, because the fight against various drug crimes involves multiple retaliations from drug dealers. In addition, drug dealers have their own channels to obtain information, so Luoting’s home address and family information may be due to this. However, it was exposed that in the face of such a situation, the uncomfortable old Director Zhao, as the former boss of Luoting, naturally had to help. However, the police inside could not blatantly protect his family. After all, this is not suppressed by actively exposing Luo. The identity information of Ting’s family, and Chief Zhao thought about it, so he found Xiao Nanzhu as a helper for his family still in city Y.
"Luo Ting died, but we can’t tell his wife and children...because those people may retaliate further at any time, so we can’t bet that we can wait until all the people involved in the case are arrested and brought to justice. Bringing his body back, we can't blame his family...the country owes him."
He said with a trembling voice, and an elderly director couldn't help but blushed when he said this. Xiao Nanzhu's face was not very good when he heard that, and he nodded and agreed to the matter. As for the ins and outs of this incident, Luo Ting’s wife and children were naturally completely ignorant. Director Zhao didn’t want this incident to be exposed, so he calmed their emotions with the words of performing tasks before. Xiao Nanzhu is now understanding. The whole story of this incident can be regarded as understanding the good intentions of Old Director Zhao, and thinking like this, he parked the car on the side of the road and glanced out through the window glass.
"Is that the wife and son of the police officer Luoting?"
The third day of the junior high school asked in a low voice, Xiao Nanzhu who heard the words hummed, but he couldn't help but follow the petite woman, who was holding the hand of a little boy who was jumping around. Walking along the side of the road, his expression was relaxed and plain. Upon seeing this, Xiao Nanzhu started the car silently, and then followed the woman and child at an unhurried speed.
"This woman and this kid were guilty of murder, and she felt bad luck. Zhao's worries were not superfluous. Let me see if I can stare. I heard that eight drug dealers escaped this time. If you come here, you can only see the two of us..."
Speaking like this, Xiao Nanzhu muttered vaguely while biting the smoke in his mouth. On the third year of the junior high school, he bit his lip with a bit of heart, but he still stared at the mother and son in front of him intently. Walking there slowly, he had just learned from Xiao Nanzhu that the police officer had sacrificed. There was a strange emotion in his heart for the mother and son not far away, even though he himself I don’t understand why he didn’t use his usual wimpy tone to withdraw from Xiao Nanzhu, but after seeing it, Xiao Nanzhu still glanced at him, slowly curling his mouth.
"You are a god, go and protect them, stop saying that you are a silly rubbish, just keep on saying that..."
——"Sooner or later, even you will believe it."