With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

Under the crematorium of the abandoned crematorium, Tao Yunqian was counting the urea pants carefully, one by one without any sloppiness.

He is just an agent who does the dirty work. The real boss behind the scenes is Jin Bufan, the eldest son of the Jin family. One less pair of trousers will kill him.

Xue Ming looked around and focused on the rotten house to the east of the crematorium.

It was a house with half the roof collapsed, and eight heavily armed men were hiding under the wall. They all wore the red armbands of the inspection team on their arms.

The current organizations responsible for combating speculation include the Public Security Bureau and the Inspection Team. The Inspection Team is the main force and the Public Security Bureau is the auxiliary. Because of Zhao Qinghong, Jin Bufan did not notify the Public Security Bureau.

There is a brick missing from the wall, and inspection team leader Che Haiyang monitors the transaction scene through the brick hole. He swallowed quietly and waited for them to clear up their money and goods before arresting them.

Under the corpse cremator, Tao Yunqian finally finished counting. He wiped cold sweat with a frightened look, took out a box from his arms and handed it to Xue Ming, "Hurry up and look at the money."

Xue Ming opened the box and found five small yellow croakers side by side. Judging from the color and weight, they should be real gold.

Suddenly a gunshot broke the silence, and Che Haiyang rushed out with a gun, "Inspection team, squat down!"

The next second, Tao Yunqian ran away, and Xue Ming ducked into the crematorium and used his mind to escape into the space.

Firecracker-like gunshots rang out. Tao Yunqian ran faster than a rabbit and got into an alley in less than two seconds.

"Old Ma, you go and chase, Old Chen, you get into the furnace." After Che Haiyang said that, he fired into the air again to notify nearby teammates to intercept.

Team leader Ma Xingbang led three people to chase Tao Yunqian, Lao Chen led four people into the crematorium to catch Xue Ming, and Che Haiyang stayed outside to guard the stolen goods.

He was the only one left around. There were seven terrace-like platforms in the crematorium, and Lao Chen's team needed to search them layer by layer.

"Grandma is such a bear. The ladies at home ask me for urea pants every day. I can't bear to spend twenty-four yuan to buy urea pants for six bastards." Che Haiyang gritted his teeth and wanted to line his own pockets.

Mao ducked into the crematorium from the hole and looked up. Lao Ma's team shouted loudly while searching upwards. It looked like they wouldn't be able to catch anyone for a while.

Che Haiyang walked to the basket in two steps and pulled out a few pairs of pants, quickly folded them and stuffed them into his clothes.

Suddenly, intensive gunshots came from the west. Che Haiyang was frightened and hurriedly threw his pants into the basket, holding the gun in both hands and aiming at the west courtyard wall.

Two minutes later, he spat a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, "I was shocked. I guess the guys caught the speculator."

When I turned around to continue stealing pants, I was stunned. There were no pants, and the basket to hold them was also gone.

"Where are the pants..." Che Haiyang yelled at the top of his lungs after regaining his senses, like an ant on a hot pot, spinning around anxiously.

"I have my pants here, but you will never find me." Xue Ming admired Che Haiyang's Liushenwuzhu with great interest.

He put two hundred pairs of urea pants into the warehouse, walked into the collection room and put five taels of gold into the safe, "I'm sorry, Comrade Jin Bufan, the fun has just begun. It's you who forced me to not follow martial ethics."

Grab a bottle of Feitian Moutai from the collection shelf, move a small bench and open up a God's perspective to drink and watch the show.

Che Haiyang's face was as white as paper, and his two hundred pairs of urea pants were gone like a ghost. His superiors must have suspected that he had enriched his own pockets. If yellow mud fell into his crotch, it would be shit.

Suddenly he took out a box gun pistol from his waist, put the muzzle of the gun into his right arm and fired one shot. Cold sweat broke out on his face, and he hid the box gun despite the severe pain.

"Help, help!" Che Haiyang got into the grass and shouted for help.

The team that was searching the crematorium heard Che Haiyang's call for help and hurried out. Team leader Chen Fuxing was stunned for a moment, "Hai Yang, what's wrong with you? Where are the two baskets of urea pants?"

"I was robbed by a speculator. He shot at me. You guys should chase after me." Che Haiyang was sweating profusely in pain.

Xue Ming, who was hiding in the space, shook his head slightly and said to himself that this person is also a cruel person. I have the courage to hurt others but not myself.

This farce is no longer relevant. Xue Ming caught a hare from the pasture and roasted it. After eating and drinking, he went to farm on the farm.

The last upgrade space opened up another five acres of black land. It would be a shame not to plant crops.

Sprinkle 500 kilograms of urea, drive the tractor to plow the land, and switch to a seeder to plant five acres of soybeans. Soybeans are very expensive now. Half of them will be sold and the other half will be made into soybean oil.

The farming was completed at dusk. The efficiency of tractor farming is so high. From God's perspective, we discovered that the crime scene was quiet.

Put on a brand-new Chinese tunic suit, put on Liu Laogen's disguise mask and leave the space, ride a bicycle and leave the crematorium in a swagger.

When it got dark, I came to No. 16 Courtyard of the Textile Factory Family Courtyard and knocked on the door gently. Li Chuanying asked in a low voice, "Who is it?"

"Me!" Xue Ming only answered with one word. The door opened the next second, and Li Chuanying turned sideways to let Xue Ming enter the house.

His son Li Siming was already sleeping. Xue Ming sat on the bed and stared at him quietly. After a while, he reached out and gently touched his cheek.

"You haven't eaten yet, I'm going to cook." Li Chuanying whispered.

"No, just pack up the remaining urea bags for me." Xue Ming looked at his son with an aunty smile on his face.

Li Chuanying was stunned for a few seconds and slowly squatted beside the bed, pulling out a bulging sack from under the bed, "I still have fifty pairs of pants and four hundred bags here."

Xue Ming originally gave her 600 bags and it cost one yuan to make a pair of pants, so he took out his wallet and gave her two hundred yuan.

"Why didn't you let me do it?" Li Chuanying put his hands behind his back and refused to accept the money. There was a touch of sadness on his delicate face.

"Big things will happen next. Don't ask so many questions. Just close the door and go to bed." Xue Ming lowered his head and kissed his son's forehead. He stood up, picked up the sack and walked out the door.

Li Chuanying sent Xue Ming to the door of her house, closed the door and squatted at the door to look up at the stars. She saw the Big Dipper and Scorpio. These constellations were told to her by Xue Ming.

Back in Xue Ming's hometown of Zhaocun Brigade, the two of them sat in the yard at night and watched the stars. For the first time, Li Chuanying learned that the stars in the sky also have names.

A small figure appeared at the door of the hall, and Li Chuanying stood up quickly, "Does my son want to pee?"

Li Siming shook his head, "Mom, is the uncle who kissed me just now my father?"

Li Chuanying didn't know how to answer for a moment, and hurriedly held her son in her arms, "Dad went to a far away place, and he will come back when you grow up."

"How far is it? Let's go find him. Everyone else has a father, and I want a father too." Li Siming looked at her mother with a pleading look.

Li Chuanying held back tears and shook her head, "It was all your fault that your father was angry with your mother. Mom can't go to him, never. My dear son, go to sleep now."