Chapter 57 Three Old Hams in a Show
Banxia took off her headphones and turned her head to look. In the dark night, her eyes were as bright as a cat's.
"Uncle Huang - what are you doing here 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.
Grandpa Huang came in through the crack in the door, trotted all the way to stop at the girl's feet. This old weasel had lived for many years. It was there when the teacher brought Banxia to move into Building 11. The teacher said that the lifespan of a weasel is at most a dozen years, and Banxia has known it for seven years. Banxia doesn't know how long it can live. Over the years, Grandpa Huang's fur is no longer shiny and his teeth are no longer sharp. The girl actually doubts whether it can still catch mice on its own.
At least recently it always comes to me for food.
"Uncle Huang!" Banxia squatted down in front of it. The weasel raised its head, and its little black eyes stared at the girl like two buttons.
"Want something to eat?" She stretched out her index finger and tapped Grandpa Huang's forehead. The little thing was pushed back a step by her. "Come on, call daddy! If you call daddy, I'll give you something to eat."
Uncle Huang whimpered and curled up his tail pitifully.
In the past two days, Banxia asked Grandpa Huang to go upstairs to drive away the mice, and it was very effective. Although Grandpa Huang is old and frail, deaf and blind, and confused, his aura as a natural enemy of rodents is still there. This is the deterrent power 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 and Beta all walked around it.
It’s useless even if Zheng Yuanjie comes!
Banxia looked at Grandpa Huang's moist little nose and thought to herself that they were obviously mice.
Uncle Huang is also a mouse.
It is the yellow sausage mouse.
But why do mice have to make things difficult for other mice?
"Okay, okay, stop shouting, I'll get you something to eat." Banxia scratched Uncle Huang's fur, stood up and walked into the living room barefoot.
Uncle Huang huddled on the floor, motionless.
A few minutes later, the girl came back with food and put it in front of Grandpa Huang, but the latter was not interested in the food. Even when Banxia put the dried meat to its mouth, it remained indifferent. Grandpa Huang still shrank his body and leaned towards Banxia's slippers.
Banxia was a little surprised.
"Hmm? You don't want to eat it? Your favorite little piece of jerky?"
She poked the dried meat into Mr. Huang's face, once and twice.
Uncle Huang didn't even look at the food. He closed his eyes, turned his face away, and curled up at Banxia's feet, trembling slightly.
What happened to it?
The girl gently stroked its ears, then touched its back. The weasel huddled quietly on the ground. Banxia used her fingers to turn over its thick fur and feel its warm body. Mr. Weasel's body was trembling. The girl turned out a louse from its fur, pinched it to death with her fingernails, and then frowned.
Uncle Huang was scared. It came to him not for food, but for shelter.
It's not afraid of itself.
Banxia raised her head to look at the ceiling, then turned her head to look out the dark window.
So what is it afraid of?
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The next day.
Banxia set out early in the morning and found the pile of time capsules at the designated location. Surprisingly, Banxia had seen this pile of rusty iron cans before. She forgot when she saw them when she passed by Crescent Lake. The pile of capsules was half buried in the dry mud. It was impossible to tell what they were at first sight. It was not until today when the girl arrived at the Crescent Lake again and dug them out that she realized that they were time capsules.
What's in the capsule?
Banxia dragged all five capsules back on a small trailer and then opened them excitedly.
"Dad! Mom! We have another big harvest today!"
She took out the items one by one.
gauze.
bandage.
syringe.
adhesive tape.
Scissors.
Vise.
knife.
awl.
There was also a bottle of medical alcohol that had been stored for twenty years. It was a dark brown plastic bottle, unopened and tightly sealed. Banxia picked it up and looked at it. There was a label on the bottle. The net content was 500 ml, the concentration was 95%, the manufacturer was Yangzhou Jiuling Medical Equipment Co., Ltd., the production date was May 17, 2019, and the validity period was two years.
According to the label, this bottle of alcohol must be expired. Fortunately, medical alcohol is not a complicated medicine. The reason why the concentration decreases and it becomes ineffective is due to volatilization. Banxia unscrewed the bottle cap and sniffed it. It had been sealed and stored underground away from light, so the degree of volatilization was very limited.
The girl spread out all the eighteen kinds of weapons that were shining silver, including swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, then stood on the floor with her hands on her hips and examined them.
Wow, is this a complete set of orthopedic surgical instruments given to myself?
Do you expect to perform a craniotomy on yourself?
There was also a strange painting. Banxia picked it up and looked at it for a few more seconds. In the painting, there was a bearded little man wearing a red hat and blue overalls standing on a high podium.
And a bag of colorless transparent crystals whose contents were unknown.
What's this?
White sugar?
Salt?
MSG?
Banxia dipped it with her fingers and licked it with her tongue.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah!"
The girl's facial features wrinkled up.
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The other end.
Bai Zhen, Wang Ning and Zhao Bowen were waiting at Bai Yang's house early. Zhao Bowen asked for a leave from the college and arrived at four in the afternoon. Wang Ning asked for a leave from himself and also arrived at six in the afternoon. This time, they must find out whether what BG4MSR said is true or false.
The three of them waited anxiously until after ten o'clock in the evening. As soon as Bai Yang came back from evening self-study, they immediately followed him into the room.
"Why are you so impatient?"
“Hey, hey, hey, let me do it myself…I’ll do it myself! Don’t force it in!”
"Slow down! Be gentle!"
"Come one by one!"
Without waiting for Bai Yang to put down his schoolbag, they started to tinker with the radio. These three old men who were fickle and easily disliked the old and the new had clearly abandoned the aging Icom725 many years ago and put it aside without mercy. Who would have thought that tonight, the three scumbags would reunite here for it and fight to the death to take it for themselves. What kind of Mary Sue plot is this?
The story of three old toads and an old radio station——
Twenty years ago, it was advanced and brand new, and was the darling of everyone. The three teenagers fell in love with it at first sight.
Twenty years later, it has fallen into disrepair, a relic of a bygone era, and the three HAMs look on it with disdain.
Until one night, it gained mysterious power and radiated incomparable glory.
The three scumbags suddenly repented, stopped themselves in time, turned over a new leaf, abandoned WeChat, gave up QQ, and launched a grand manhunt!
It ran away, they chased it, and it couldn't escape even if it had wings.
Bai Yang thought to himself that he was really good at imagining things.
By 11pm, he was connected to BG4MSR.
"...painting? I saw it." A girl's clear voice came from the headset, "A bearded uncle wearing a red hat and blue pants is standing on the stage. BG4MXH, what is this painting?"
"The name of the painting is "Penguin and Mickey in Court", OVER." Bai Yang replied.
"Oh...so the villain's names are Penguin and Mickey?"
"No, the villain's name is Mario, OVER." Bai Yang said.
"What about Penguin and Mickey?" Banxia asked, "Where are they?"
“They are in court.”
Banxia listed all the items in the time capsule one by one, and the commonly used tritium tube verification method was also passed. At this time, Wang Ning patted Bai Yang on the shoulder and asked him to ask the other party if he had found anything else besides medical supplies and paintings.
"BG4MSR, Uncle Wang asked me to ask you, in addition to the medical equipment such as pliers, scissors, syringes, medical alcohol and the painting, did you find anything else, OVER?"
"Anything else?" The other party thought for a moment and said, "Nothing."
Wang Ning asked Bai Yang to confirm whether BG4MSR had received all five capsules.
"Have you found all five capsules? OVER."
"We found them all..."
Wang Ning had an idea as soon as he heard it, hehe, he had found the flaw.
"Wait, BG4MXH, there's another strange thing." the girl suddenly said.
Wang Ning's heart suddenly sank.
"What is it?" Bai Yang asked.
"A bag of something I don't know. It looks a bit like candy, but it's inedible." Banxia said, "Didn't you put it in there?"
"Xiao Yang, ask her about the color." Wang Ning was a little nervous.
"BG4MSR, what color is that thing?"
The other party didn't think twice.
"White, or rather colorless and transparent!"
(End of this chapter)
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