Chapter 163

One or two days in a row, Yang Song bothered Zhao fan four or five times because of this matter, and the town government was almost unable to go to work.

Moreover, at home, Yang Song and his wife Xu Fang are also getting divorced, which has a great impact. Party secretary Zhu Datong can no longer withstand the pressure and can only report to the county. In this way, Zhao fan is even more upset.

It has been waiting to be investigated whether to go or stay. Now this matter has arisen. What should I do?

Is it, as deputy secretary Feng said, that no one can stop someone from going down the mountain to pick peaches anyway? It's better to take this opportunity to leave with dignity and save time to be squeezed out by the students of the big people above?

But in this way, who will be willing?

No one came to Heifeng town when it was so poor. Now that it's better, someone wants to take ready-made ones and take Zhao fan away. Isn't this a step down?

On this day, Zhao fan was instructing the Secretary Cui Yongqi about the day's affairs. Director Huang of the finance department came in. After the secretary went out, he whispered mysteriously: "leader, you were very passive because of those empty things. Now Yang Song deliberately jumped out to make trouble. The leaders of the County wanted to unite the leading group in the town, I'm sure I'll make a deployment. "

Zhao fan sighed. He also thought of this. Now Yang Song and he have completely torn their faces. Even if they prove that those things are false in the future, there is no way to work together again. There will certainly be someone to leave.

Then, director Huang said mysteriously: "leader, I know you've been very upset recently. There's an old blind fortune teller in the alley near Xiuhe Park in Heifeng town. He's very accurate. Otherwise, you can go and have a look. Believe it or not, you should be at ease?"

"You know, that man won't be there every day. I also heard from the following people that he works today."

Zhao fan looked at director Huang. The way he wanted to share his worries for the leaders made people want to laugh. If a fortune teller can really calculate accurately, why should he help others? It's better to calculate when he can win the jackpot.

Then Zhao fan was shocked again. After reacting, he said, "old blind man?"

MAHLE Gobi, isn't it such a coincidence?

A few years ago, the old stick at the gate of provincial capital Yunda came here after looking for him for more than a year. He didn't see anyone. He won't die easily, right?

Then Zhao fan shook his head again. Shit, ten fortune tellers and nine blind people are all deceptive. They can cheat people only by pretending to be blind

Perhaps for fear that Zhao fan didn't believe it, director Huang said mysteriously, "leader, don't look at him blind. He can know what you're going to do by touching the palm of your hand. I calculated it once when I was an accountant in the countryside."

"Guess what happened later. He really got it. Within a month, I was transferred to the town as the director of the finance department!"

I have to say that director Huang successfully persuaded Zhao fan. In fact, Zhao fan also wants to see if it is really the old God stick at the beginning.

"Director Huang has a heart." Zhao fan showed a smile on his face: "I don't believe these things. It's beginning of winter. It's so cold outside. If he can really calculate it, why do he still set up a stall outside and suffer that crime?"

Although he has made up his mind, Zhao fan can't be known to everyone. Are you kidding? The mayor of Heifeng Town, Tang Dynasty, went to fortune telling and let the people know. Why don't you laugh?

Looking at director Huang's disappointed departure, Zhao fan also went downstairs and told Wei Li, director of the mayor's office, to deal with the matter again.

The lame man drove to the alley exit near Xiuhe park. Zhao fan hurriedly said, "right here..."

After the car stopped, Zhao fan asked the lame man to wait in the car. He got off and walked towards the alley. Far away, in some dark alley, he saw an old man in a broken cotton padded jacket, his eyes turned white, dozing against the wall, with the words "measuring words, fortune telling, predicting good and bad luck" beside him.

Approaching, looking at the white eyes and the malnourished face, Zhao fan's heart beat "bang bang", I don't know whether it was cold or excited, and even his hands trembled slightly.

Two steps up, Zhao fan impolitely kicked the old blind man's stool and said, "fortune teller..."

The old blind man woke up immediately and muttered with a happy face: "dog day, I finally came to business. It's not easy for me on such a cold day. Now people really don't know goods and don't even believe the things handed down by our ancestors..."

Zhao fan has a black line on his face. Sure enough, his voice, appearance, dress and catchphrase are not the old stick at the gate of Colonel Yun a few years ago?

Shit, how could this old boy come to such a place? Isn't the business at the gate of Colonel Yun better than here?

By the way, he is blind. He may not be able to find his way back when he comes here.

Squatting in front of the old blind man, Zhao fan frowned at him for a long time. He didn't know how to say too many words. Finally, he simply wrote the word "official" in the palm of the old blind man's hand.

When the word was finished, the smile on the old blind man's face gradually dispersed, and then grabbed Zhao fan's arm and shouted, "boy, you still owe me a month's cigarette. You forgot it when you left in a hurry. Give it to me immediately!"

Zhao fan had a bitter cold in his heart. The old God of dog day didn't expect to remember so clearly!

And he's clearly blind. He can recognize himself by writing a word in his heart. Isn't that fucking evil?

"You old God, why weren't you there when I came to you a few years ago?" Zhao Fan said angrily, "measure my words first. If I'm satisfied, don't say a month's cigarettes. I'll give you a year's Cigarette Money!"

"Seriously?" The old blind man still didn't let go, as if he was afraid of Zhao fan running away.

Shit, Zhao fan feels a little like an old bastard who meets porcelain. He drags you and won't let you go. He has to let you take the money out. He hasn't seen each other for several years. Isn't it necessary?

The old blind man turned his eyes and finally released Zhao fan's hand. He smiled and said, "boy, don't think I don't know what you were looking for me, but I tell you, life and death are vital, wealth and honor are in heaven. When the people around you are dead, they will naturally go. I can't do it if you look for me. What can I do if you don't run?"

"Moreover, I can't stay in the provincial capital all the time. I have to go out for a transition, otherwise there will be trouble."

Zhao fan was shocked. The old God's stick really had a set of skills. When he found out that his mother was suffering from cancer, he really wanted the old God's stick to help and see if he could resolve it.

No one can experience that kind of pain. In the face of cancer, the science you believed in from childhood can't help you at all, so people place their hope on some ethereal aspects, that is, what people often call folk prescriptions. This is also the reason why fortune tellers have existed in every dynasty and generation of the Kyushu empire for 5000 years.