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Main Text Chapter 17 Three Old HAMs and One Drama

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    Ban Xia took off her earphones, turned her head to look, her eyes were as bright as a cat's in the dark night.

    "Uncle Huang¡ªwhat did you come to my place without sleeping in the middle of the night?"

    The girl got down from the chair.

    "Don't go to bed yet"

    She suddenly remembered that weasels are nocturnal animals.

    It just doesn't sleep at night.

    Uncle Huang got in through the crack of the door, trotted all the way to the girl's feet and stopped. This old weasel lived for many years. It was there when the teacher took Pinellia to live in Building 11. The teacher said that the lifespan of a weasel is at most ten  Banxia has known it for seven years, and Banxia doesn¡¯t know how long it can live. Over the years, the fur on Uncle Huang¡¯s body is no longer smooth, and the teeth are no longer sharp. The girl actually doubts whether it can still rely on it.  Catch the mouse yourself.

    At least recently, it always comes to find what it wants to eat.

    "Uncle Huang!" Banxia knelt down in front of it, and the weasel raised its head, staring straight at the girl with its small dark eyes, like two buttons.

    "Want something to eat?" She stretched out her index finger and tapped Uncle Huang's forehead, and the little thing was pushed back a step by her, "Come on, call Dad! Call Dad and I'll give you something to eat."

    Uncle Huang whimpered and curled up his tail pitifully.

    In the past two days and half summer, I asked Uncle Huang to go upstairs to chase away the mice, and it has been very effective. Although Uncle Huang is old and frail, deaf, blind, and dizzy, his aura as a natural enemy of rodents is still there. This is the deterrent given to him by nature.  No matter how old a tiger is, it is still a tiger, not a cat.

    As soon as it sat there, Shuke Beta all walked around.

    It's useless when Zheng Yuanjie comes!

    Ban Xia looked at Uncle Huang's wet little nose, and thought it was a mouse.

    Uncle Huang is also a mouse.

    It is a yellow sausage mouse.

    But why do mice have to embarrass mice?

    "Okay, okay, stop barking, I'll get you something to eat." Ban Xia scratched Uncle Huang's fur, got up and walked into the living room barefoot.

    Uncle Huang shrank on the floor, motionless.

    A few minutes later, the girl came back with food, and she put it in front of Uncle Huang, but the latter was not interested in the food, even when Pinellia put jerky to his mouth, it was indifferent, Uncle Huang still shrank his body, and went to Banxia  The slippers leaned against the edge.

    Ban Xia was a little surprised.

    "Huh? Don't you want to eat it? Your favorite little jerky?"

    She poked the little jerky onto Uncle Huang's face, once and twice.

    Uncle Huang didn't take a second look at the food. He closed his eyes, turned his face away, and curled up at Banxia's feet, trembling slightly.

    What's wrong with it?

    The girl stroked its ears lightly, from the ears to the back, the weasel curled up quietly on the floor, Pinellia fingered the thick fur and explored its warm body, Uncle Huang's body was trembling, the girl from  A louse popped out of its fur, pinched it to death with its nails, and frowned.

    Uncle Huang was afraid. It came to him not for food, but for shelter.

    It is not afraid of itself.

    Ban Xia raised her head to look at the ceiling, then turned her head to look out of the dark window.

    So what is it afraid of?

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    The next day.

    Early in the morning, Ban Xia set off and found the pile of time capsules at the designated location. It was amazing to say that Ban Xia had seen this pile of rusty tin cans a long time ago, and she forgot when she came from Crescent Moon.  I saw them when the lake was passing by. The pile of capsules was half buried in the dry mud stall. When I saw them for the first time, I couldn¡¯t see what they were. It wasn¡¯t until today that the girl arrived at the Crescent Lake again and dug them out. I was surprised that they were time capsules.  .

    What's in the capsule?

    Ban Xia dragged all five capsules back with a small trailer, and opened them excitedly.

    "Dad¡ª! Mom¡ª! Another big harvest today!"

    She took out the contents one by one.

    Gauze.

    Bandages.

    Syringe.

    adhesive tape.

    Scissors.

    Vise.

    knife.

    Awl.

    There is also a bottle of medical alcohol that has been stored for 20 years. The dark brown plastic bottle has not been opened and is tightly sealed. Pinellia picked it up and looked at it. There is a label on the bottle. The net content is 500ml and the concentration is 95.  %, the manufacturer Yangzhou Jiuling Medical Devices Co., Ltd., the production date is May 17, 2019, and the validity period is two years.

    according toAccording to the label, this bottle of alcohol must have expired, but fortunately, medical alcohol is not a complicated drug. The reason why the concentration is reduced and invalid is volatilization. Pinellia unscrewed the bottle cap and sniffed it. It has been sealed underground to avoid  Light preservation, the degree of volatilization is very limited.

    The girl unfolded all the eighteen kinds of weapons, which were glittering with silver, such as knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, and forks, and then stood on the floor with her hips crossed to examine them.

    Good guy, this is a set of orthopedic surgery equipment for yourself?

    Do you expect yourself to open your own head?

    There is also a strange painting, Banxia picked it up and took a second look. In the painting, there is a bearded man in a red hat and blue overalls standing on a high podium.

    And a pack of colorless transparent crystals that can't be seen.

    What's this?

    White sugar?

    Salt?

    MSG?

    Ban Xia dipped it with her fingers and licked it with her tongue.

    "Bah bah bah bah bah!"

    The girl's facial features were wrinkled.

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    The other end.

    The trio of Bai Zhen, Wang Ning, and Zhao Bowen had been waiting at Bai Yang's house early on. Zhao Bowen asked for leave from the academy and arrived at four in the afternoon. Wang Ning asked for leave from himself and arrived at 1:00 pm. This time,  They need to find out whether what bg4msr said is true or not.

    The three of them fidgeted and waited until after ten o'clock in the evening. As soon as Bai Yang came back from the evening self-study, they immediately followed the room.

    "What are you so anxious about?"

    "Hey, hey, I'll do it myself I'll do it myself! Don't force yourself into it!"

    "Slow down! Take it easy!"

    "one by one!"

    Before Bai Yang put down his schoolbag, they began to toss and fiddle with the radio station. These three old men, who were always in disarray and always abandoned the new and disliked the old, clearly abandoned the old and decrepit i725 many years ago, and mercilessly put it on the shelf.  I thought, tonight, the three big scumbags reunited here for it, and they want to take it for themselves. What kind of Mary Su plot is this?

    The story of three old toads and an old radio station¡ª¡ª

    Twenty years ago, it was advanced and brand new, and it was the darling of the stars. The three teenagers fell in love with it at first sight.

    Twenty years later it was in disrepair, a relic of an old time, and the three hams dismissed it.

    Until one night, it gained mysterious power and glowed with incomparable glory.

    ?The three scumbags repented, reined in the precipice, and the prodigal son turned around, abandoned WeChat and QQ, and launched a grand chase!

    It escapes, they chase, it is hard to fly.

    Bai Yangxin said that he could really make up his mind.

    By eleven o'clock in the evening, he connected to bg4msr.

    "a painting? I saw it." The girl's crisp voice came from the earphones, "A bearded man wearing a red hat and blue pants is standing on the stage, bg4mxh, what painting is this?"

    "The name of that painting is "Penguin and Mickey in Court." Bai Yang replied.

    "Ohso the villain's name is Penguin and Mickey?"

    "No, that villain's name is Mario." Bai Yang said.

    "What about Penguin and Mickey?" Ban Xia asked, "Where are they?"

    "They're in court."

    Ban Xia listed all the items in the time capsule one by one, and the commonly used tritium tube verification method also passed. At this time, Wang Ning patted Bai Yang on the shoulder and asked him to ask him, apart from medical supplies and paintings, what else is there?  Did you find anything else.

    "Bg4msr, Uncle Wang asked me to ask you, besides pliers, scissors, syringes, medical equipment and that painting, did you find anything else?"

    "Anything else?" The other party thought for a while, "Nothing."

    Wang Ning asked Bai Yang to confirm whether bg4msr had received all five capsules.

    "Did you find all five capsules?"

    "I found them all"

    As soon as Wang Ning heard it, he had a clue in his heart, hehe, let him catch the flaw.

    "Wait, bg4mxh, there is another strange thing." The girl said suddenly.

    Wang Ning's heart sank suddenly.

    "What?" Bai Yang asked.

    "I don't know what it is in a pack. It looks a bit like candy, but it's inedible." Ban Xia said, "Didn't you put it in?"

    "Xiao Yang, ask her about her color." Wang Ning was a little nervous.

    "bg4msr, what color is that thing?"

    The other party didn't think about it.

    "White, or colorless and transparent!" </div>???  "

    The other party didn't think about it.

    "White, or colorless and transparent!" </div&gt
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