Ding!Your golden finger has been delivered

On the way back, seeing the panicked crowd, Fang Zheng felt a little depressed.

"Is there no way to avoid this turmoil?"

"Ah."

It's not that He Xingzhou has no choice, but this matter is the only way of history, he can't interfere by himself, he can only comfort: "You work hard, maybe you can end all this early."

As the protagonist, the person chosen by Heaven, it is his mission to change the course of society, and he will not be hindered by anything.

Fang Zhengxin nodded, with a deep expression on his face, wondering if he understood his hint.

As they walked, the two came to an alley. The door of a house was open. The blind mother-in-law stood outside the door, facing a certain direction, and did not move for a long time.

Neighbors chatted.

"What a poor person. When she was a doctor, she asked for a cheap price. She is obviously a good person who treats diseases and saves lives. Who knows that she has been tossed like this."

"That's right, my wife was also tortured to death. Isn't this a crime?"

"Keep down, don't let those people hear you."

Fang Zhengxin looked at the hunched body waiting for something in front of the door, couldn't bear it, took a step forward, and poured some food and medicine into the old lady's hand, the heavy weight was put in the hand, and the man immediately Noticed it.

The skinny hand grabbed him and asked expectantly, "Old man, are you back?"

Her mind is already a little unconscious, and her head and face are in a mess. It is conceivable what kind of torture she has experienced. Fang Zheng couldn't bear to break the illusion in his heart, and instead of telling her the truth, he pulled away his hand and strode away. .

"Don't go!"

The old lady chased her out, she couldn't see her eyes, she fell to the ground all of a sudden, she was still looking forward to the direction where her footsteps left, clutching the things in her hand tightly, and muttering: "Why are you so cruel, you won't go back when you come back!" Don't say a word to me."

As he spoke, a line of muddy tears flowed down.

Fangzheng turned his back on his back, and quickly walked out of the courtyard. Looking at He Xingzhou, he seemed to have made up his mind, "Is there any way for you to know the identities of those undergoing transformation?"

"You want to help them?"

"Well, if they were good people, they shouldn't be responsible for other people's mistakes."

"You have to understand that there are so many people, you can't save them all."

"My strength is limited, and I can help one person."

He Xingzhou nodded. With the power of the original owner's family, it is not difficult to obtain detailed information, but it will take some time. If he is allowed to do it himself, it will only take a moment.

In a place where others can't see, a golden thread flew out of his hand and flew to the sky. After communicating with Tiandao, an "agreement" was reached. Tiandao allowed him to be by the protagonist's side and assist him in an unconventional way.

With Heaven's permission, it was much easier for him to do it. With a golden light flashing in his pupils, all the information appeared automatically, and after keeping all the information in his heart, he agreed.

"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to investigate later."

"Thank you."

Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. In his heart, He Xingzhou was almost omnipotent. As long as he agreed, the matter would be half successful.

However, he was a little worried, "This matter won't cause trouble to you, will it?"

"It's just an investigation, it won't affect me."

"That's good."

The two stayed in the city for two days, during which time they went to the provincial capital and brought back a lot of special products. They met a lot of people and saw a lot of things along the way. When people died of illness and starvation, Fang Zhengxin would also help them out.

He converted his actions into goodwill points, bought things in the supermarket with goodwill points, and helped others. In this virtuous circle, he not only saved many people, but also accumulated a lot of goodwill points that can be used.

He Xingzhou has been by his side all day long, and he can clearly feel that the luck in his body is getting stronger and stronger, and there are a lot of merits and virtues in it. The two complement each other and constantly integrate into his body, making him gradually become a qualified person. main character.

On the third day, He Xingzhou "sent people" sent over the materials, a thick stack, only recording the age, life and current address of some people, all of which he had screened in advance to confirm that they were all good people Enter the data, or there will be more.

Even so, Fang Zhengxin was taken aback when he got the information, feeling strange, "It's only been a year since it started, so there are already so many?"

He Xingzhou patted his head, "After all, it's nationwide, so it's normal if there are more people."

Judging from the data, the more developed the places, such as Beijing, Haishi, etc., the more serious the troubles were. Those remote provinces and small towns were not affected much, and people still lived as usual.

However, their calm will not last long, and it will be broken by intensified movements. Holding a piece of information, Fang Zheng Xinru held a daughter, bit his lips, and said with firm eyes: "Brother He, I am celebrating the new year!" After arranging the affairs in the village, I'm afraid I have to go out."

"how long?"

"I don't know, maybe three to five years, if it goes well."

He is a time traveler, and he doesn't know that he is carrying the heavy responsibility of the protagonist. He just thinks that God gave him a supermarket, gave him the ability to help others, and uses the value of goodwill to measure everything. He must want him to help more people. .

While he enjoys the convenience and benefits brought by the supermarket, he must not forget the original intention of all this and do as many good deeds as possible.

He Xingzhou had already guessed that he was going to leave, so he was not surprised. He still had time to tease him, "Then you have to look carefully at the person before you make a move, so you don't get tricked again."

Fang Zhengxin also blushed when he thought of his experience when he first came here, and argued: "Don't worry, no matter what happens to that person, I won't have much contact with others, put down my things and leave, they also want to harm me No one can be found."

"That's a good idea."

Seeing He Xingzhou's calm expression, Fang Zheng felt a little uncomfortable. Why did he feel that this person didn't give up at all?

To let the former know what he thinks, he must yell injustice, God is sorry, God has given him enough freedom.He wants to know the situation of this person, he can see it with his eyes open, and if he gets excited, he can teleport over to see him, where is the reluctance?

Back home, until the Chinese New Year, Fang Zhengxin shut himself in the room all day long, writing and revising the development plan he made for the village, and even called He Xingzhou over to give him detailed suggestions from time to time. , and told him all his ideas.

"Listen well, if I leave, you have to watch for me!"

He Xingzhou was told so much all day long that his ears were getting calloused, and he said impatiently, "Isn't it just a village? Your plans are not complicated, so just leave it to the captain."

Fang Zhengxin glared at him, and at the same time began to seriously consider his proposal, after much deliberation, he still felt that it made sense.

This man stays in the barracks all day long. If he is not at home, it is uncertain when he will come back. This kind of matter related to the village cannot be separated from people's constant attention. The captain has read books and is motivated, and the villagers still believe in him. , is indeed a good candidate.

So, after He Xingzhou brought misfortune to the east, the person who was tortured every day became Song Jianye.

In addition to being forced to chat with him and listen to a bunch of esoteric principles, he couldn't go home until late at night, and he couldn't relax before going to bed. He had to read with a book in his hand, because Fang Zheng wanted to ask him questions the next day to see if he remembered it.

This made him both excited and painful. He was happy that with such a detailed and feasible plan, the village would not worry about not being able to develop.

The painful thing is that the story of Fang Zhengxin teaching him spread throughout the village. Every day, besides being talked about by his "teacher", he was also talked about by his seven aunts, eight aunts, even the village chief and his own wife, so that he should study hard and learn well. Don't disappoint everyone's expectations.

Time flies, and as Chinese New Year approaches, Fang Zhengxin's small classroom is officially closed, and the only student, Song Jianye, finally leaves with tears in his eyes.

On the day he left his house, this iron-blooded man fled at the speed of being chased by ferocious beasts, with a large pile of finalized plans given to him by Fang Zhengxin still in his hand.

The day before New Year's Eve, Fang Zhengxin pretended to go to the city, bought a lot of "first-class meat" from the supermarket, and transported it to the center of the village with a donkey cart.

Seeing that he brought back a mountain of meat, the villagers were shocked. Almost everyone rushed out in the heavy snow, even the educated youths who usually stayed in the house to warm up the fire also came out to join in the fun.

Pork is not a big temptation to people in this era. If the village wants to eat meat, they can only catch rabbits or pheasants. Those who raise pigs are usually sent to the supply and marketing agency for collection. The weight issued the meat ticket and money, and went to the slaughterhouse to queue up to buy.

According to the amount of fat, pork is divided into first, second and third grades. The parts with more fat meat are good meat. Ordinary good meat is not available to them. Generally, they are snatched up by well-informed city residents before they are available. And light, every time they go there, they can only buy some leftovers, the kind that would be dismissed as dry when making dumplings.

Fang Zhengxin is well aware that this era lacks the characteristics of oil and water, and all the pork belly that is bought from the supermarket is fatty meat, which is much higher quality than the first-class meat evaluated in the city, and the aroma of oil can be smelled from far away .

People slowly gathered towards him. Fang Zhengxin called Song Jianye over from the crowd. The latter had a nervous expression on his face, thinking that class was about to start again. After hearing his words, his face was startled, and then his face turned pale. ecstasy.

He took out a loudspeaker and couldn't wait to announce the incident to the villagers: "Folks, good news! Our Fang Zhiqing felt sorry for us not being able to eat meat, so he contacted relatives in the slaughterhouse and sent us this batch of meat. No ticket required! It will be sold at the price of third-class meat, with a limit of five catties per household!"

As soon as the news came out, the audience was in an uproar. Everyone began to praise Fang Zheng for his benevolence and righteousness. Those who reacted quickly rushed to the side of the donkey cart and took out a stack of change, "Fang Zhiqing, give me four catties!"

"okay!"

Fangzheng took out the steelyard with quick hands and feet. In fact, the meat was divided in the supermarket. Each piece was about one catty or two. He took four pieces, skimmed them on the steelyard, and handed them to the man. .

"Here you are, exactly four catties."

He didn't know the scales, but the butchers did. Seeing the beams of the scales being pressed high, he was overjoyed, praised Fang Zhengxin for a while, and hurried home with the meat in his arms.

Seeing that he really bought meat at a cheap price, the villagers gathered together in a hurry and almost overturned the donkey cart.

Among the crowd who turned against Yingtian, Song Jianye hurriedly held a loudspeaker to maintain order, and his voice resounded through the square:

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, there is still a lot of meat, you can buy it all!"

"You don't need to pick and choose from Ge Laosan's family, the quality is the same, what a waste of time!"

"Erniu! Didn't your wife buy it just now? It's five catties per household. I'm watching. Don't play tricks under my nose!"

"Hey! Slow down, who the hell stepped on me?"