"If you ask me about the little orange lantern, I can still deal with it, otherwise ......" Taking advantage of Sana's longing thoughts, as if returning to the poetic youth, Ding Fan drank all the tea, tasted the sweet taste of the water, and handed the tea bowl to Gu Yue, when Gu Yue's back left, he quickly wiped the sweat on his forehead.

Ding Fan was secretly glad that he had read a lot of books, and the boy had practiced well, so he was finally relieved.

Now that everyone has communicated to this extent, Sana has also opened her heart.

Thirty years ago, when she was studying at the regional teachers' college, she liked to dance and write ink on weekdays, and often wrote some poems and prose, which were sent to Xing'an Daily and the regional people's radio station.

Although the level is immature, there are often words about the size of tofu cubes and the length of radish strips.

It is her prose "Yan Nanfei" written quite aura, the combination of scenery and scenery, beautiful writing, Xing'an Daily editor Wang Song watched it, I don't know if I like her straightforward expression of emotions, or the fresh and handsome steel block that fell on the letter paper, and wrote a short comment to her.

After the outbreak of the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, Wang Song sang the battle overture of "Majestic and high-spirited, crossing the Yalu River" and signed up to join the army and became a volunteer soldier.

Before leaving, they came to Wang Song's hometown, that is, this Oupu Wantun, in the precious time of parting, I spent time with great affection, wandering between the mountains and rivers all day long, chanting poems and paintings, riding tall elk, wearing a wreath made of flowers, I read the most beautiful time of my life.

"It's so romantic, a pair of talented and beautiful people's epic love legend, this place ......" Ding Fan's face rippled with reverence and sighing, leaned back, listened with his eyes slightly narrowed, and couldn't help but enter that wonderful artistic conception, and suddenly yearned.

But why did Sana stay here?

What else is here?

Ding Fan is now thinking about a foggy case, and he is concentrating on the details inside.

"That's the case, Sister Sana, say it quickly, and, if you have time, you can teach me to write poetry, I'll take a pen name, called Xuehua's floating ......" For a while, Gu Yue listened very devotedly, fantasizing about the dreamlike scene, bending over, and looking at Sana with reverence.

Somehow, she is usually serious and serious, but now when she relaxes, her face is humble and sincere, which makes people feel really beautiful.

Ding Fan knew that he should ask the key question, although it was absolutely impossible for Gu Yue to suspect that Sana might be an enemy, but he should understand the reason why she lived here alone, and maybe he could develop into his own informant at this point.

In this remote mountainous area, people like Kan Liang are pressing people to enforce the law according to the old ideas all day long, which is wrong in Ding Fan's opinion.

As early as when he was in the police academy, the head teacher had already taken them to study the new concept of mass work, although this concept was not trendy, the police force he proposed was leisurely, and the people's power was endless, and once they arrived in such a remote place, it would be of great use.

"Sister Sana, brother-in-law, no, is your sweetheart's hometown here?" Ding Fan asked seriously.

Now Sana is immersed in happiness, looking at her small courtyard surrounded by canes from time to time, and seems to be infinitely emotionally charged for her great persistence that she has adhered to for thirty years.

"Comrade Ding, he is an orphan, this is a warehouse back then, we renovated it, it was originally a new house, but I didn't expect it to be ......," Sana narrated, talking about the tragic and bleak scene of sending her husband to join the army.

At the beginning, when the war broke out on the peninsula and our troops were insufficient, Wang Song's recruits, who had been trained for more than ten days, hurriedly went to the battlefield after receiving an urgent notice from their superiors.

He has not been heard from since.

Later, in the wake of the ten-year catastrophe, various censorships continued one after another, because Sana did not have a letter from Wang Song in her hand, and was almost beaten as a collaborator.

Later, because she looked like the Su people opposite, with a firm nose bridge and reddish hair, well-wishers helped her change her name to Sana, she was able to live a stable life.

"You, don't you really have any letters from him? Do you have any other photos or evidence? Otherwise, ......" Gu Yue sat on the steps of the door, looking back at this sturdy and sturdy house, it was dark inside, it looked like an ordinary house, how could it be a warehouse.

She glanced at Ding Fan, and told Sana that if there was evidence or something, the policeman Ding Fan would help you.

But Sana heard another meaning: she was still a little skeptical that her old past was true.

Ding Fan naturally understands this, no matter what happens, we must pay attention to evidence, even if it sounds true, it is still separated from the real truth by a piece of paper.

"Say it! Say it, say it today, even if I die, I can close my eyes, Ah Song, I have been a widow for thirty years......" Sana suddenly stood up, a fist that had worked all year round and had been weathered by life, slammed heavily on her chest, and for a while her spirit was out of control, and she began to sob.

Ding Fan was worried about how to persuade her, only to see her staggering back to the room and walking towards the north wall where the Buddha statue was enshrined.

They followed closely, lest the woman find the rope on which she was hanging, or pick up the kitchen knife.

"Sana, you can't do this, we are ...... work" Gu Yue ran faster than Ding Fan, followed behind her, grabbed her arm, and grabbed her alive.

"No, she's ......" Ding Fan stood in the middle of this house full of the fragrance of wild flowers, just looking at it, there were many works of art on the walls, and even the vase of the wild moon season was placed on the windowsill, and he suddenly felt that Sana could not commit suicide.

Thinking so, Sana in his eyes was grabbing a cloth curtain on the wall, Ding Fan vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and stopped Gu Yue in a low voice: "Secretary Gu, it's okay, you let go!"

When people are in a panic, they want to hear other people's opinions most so that she can know what to do next.

As soon as Ding Fan let himself stop, Gu Yue took Sana's hand and naturally let go.

Sana was now determined, but when she put her hand on the curtain, she shook violently as if she had revealed a secret that had been kept for a long time.

"Look, that's what we ...... back then," Sana sniffed a few times, and with a painful sadness, she pulled open the curtain.

The brown-colored curtains were covered with dust.

The light dimmed a lot from the whirring sound of dust.

Ding Fan twisted his head back, dodged the oncoming dust, and then fixed his eyes.

His eyes slowly focused, and the things on the walls became cleaner and cleaner.

A huge mural is displayed in the color of the years!

The streets are full of traffic, the gas cars with high chimneys, the noble ladies sitting in the carriages wearing ribbon-rimmed sunhats, and a group of children in shorts and pants bathing in the swimming pool in front of a dozen small wooden western-style buildings......

"Money village, wharf, steamship, Western restaurant, Oriental business company, Sister Sana, where is this?" Ding Fan seemed to be shocked, when he saw this prosperous city in the twenties and thirties, he immediately felt extremely shocked, but the big river next to the mural was sparkling, and groups of merchant ships were coming from downstream, which was somewhat familiar.

"This is the work of a painter in the Soviet Union, and it is here that he painted the scene outside the window, which is the Opou Bay of decades ago...... Sana finally revealed the last secret she kept, and seemed to have an urge not to say anything unhappy.

She pointed to the back of the room, and then pointed to the Jiejiang River next to her, and said proudly: "You are talking about the Qinglong River, which was the most prosperous transportation waterway back then." ”

Ding Fanzhen didn't expect that this place turned out to be the most famous commercial port in the entire Northeast before the liberation, which could pass through the Soviet Union, the provincial capital, and Vladivostok, and then go to many countries.

Needless to say, the scene on the mural is Op Bay from decades ago.

"No wonder, you and Brother Wang Song like it here, every day the river gulls fly and the pear blossoms are fragrant......" found such a precious mural, Ding Fan was naturally excited and happy, and raised his thumb to her a few times.

He praised this woman's perseverance in love, and at the same time discovered that this place had such a glorious history.

"Okay, you have seen my secret, do you have to let me continue to live here, and you have to solve the problem for me, the leaders of your government can't ignore a military family like me, right?" Sana sweat faded from her face, and her mind slowly calmed down.

She found out that after being in contact with these two people for a long time, Ding Fan was not a bad person, but even a good person with enthusiasm and patience, so she mustered up the courage and put forward her own requirements.

can find the "Qingming Riverside Map" in the local history, Sana is still a poetess who sent her husband to the battlefield, cough cough, although this matter has not been investigated clearly, Ding Fan naturally agreed, coaxing Gu Yue to say that he would go back to do work for the township, and the problem of money would be covered in himself.

"Eldest sister, I'm from the capital, I know a lot of people, it's convenient to investigate, I'll find a way to deal with Brother Wang Song's matter, this matter can't be done, alas, I'm a puppy. Standing at the door, the sun shone on Ding Fan's confident face, and he swore an oath.

Glancing at his white face, soft fuzz was forming on his lips, Sana, though not entirely convinced, was still moved by the enthusiasm he had just had.

"Help me fix them, I'll ......" and Ding Fan stood at the door, Sana squeezed her eyes in the southeast direction of him.

Ding Fan looked at it and suddenly remembered: Wang Manchu, a rotten man, is still sitting in Luohan.

Just now, they were immersed in Sana's romantic past and her mysterious husband, and they forgot all about Wang Manchu for a while.

"Go back, go back, feed the dogs, play with the geese, I look forward to the opportunity to come back and eat your goose eggs, these people......" Ding Fan put his hand on her shoulder, like a brother treats his sister, patted him without seeing it, and comforted him.

"I'll take the cone, these people ......" Sana saw the situation on Wang Manchu's side again, and instinctively remembered that Ding Fan would leave immediately, and he had to fall into the torment of guarding against these people, so he immediately went back in a hurry to get something for defense.

A single beautiful woman who still lives in such a remote place, can only use knives and suicide to prevent harassment by bad guys!

"Alas, it's time for this police officer to take action, I really didn't expect it to be so troublesome to protect myself in the countryside!" Ding Fan thought of this, Yu Guang saw the berries all over the riverside, and pretended to be naïve and said: "Secretary Gu, I'll talk to this group of scoundrels, those fruits are Yagda, right?" I want to eat ......."

Gu Yue is in a much better mood now, and under his reminder, his taste buds are active, and he walked along the path to the river.

Ding Fan's fists were slowly clenched, and Wang Manchu's face of breaking into a private house and bullying Sana in broad daylight appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but burn with anger in his heart, and made up his mind: "I can't even protect women, how can this police come here again in the future." ”