The two of them are heavy and light, one pursues spiritual pleasure, the other pursues material enjoyment, and it is impossible to have good results. ”

The father-in-law said: "Yes, Yuewan has been with us in this countryside for so many years, and this time she was almost ruined by Tang Xianshan, the wicked man, just like the dusty pearl, I can't recognize her staying with this kind of copper-smelling person." ”

...

"Boss, you're here. ”

When Wu Yingcheng arrived at the factory, he hadn't spoken yet, and several workers and masters had already come out, all with sincere smiles on their faces.

If it weren't for Wu Yingcheng, the boss, they would still be planting bamboo under the sun, like here, blowing the mountain breeze, drinking cold water, and earning a lot of tickets, they really bless this boss.

No, a few people were discussing a few days ago, how to express their gratitude, although the money is not much, it must be followed, but everyone wants to follow, how to express their hearts?

Therefore, the teachers led by Chen Chong's father, Chen Zhaoyuan, and Yang Xiaoyue's father, Yang Wanlong, brainstormed, fully listened to everyone's opinions and suggestions, and must represent the workshop to give Wu Yingcheng a big gift.

A few people thought about it, and they didn't sleep well in the middle of the night, so they finally came up with a good idea, so they didn't rush the work in their hands so quickly, and used the rest time at noon and night to make up a big double happiness word for Wu Yingcheng.

These people are all good hands, scratching, cloth, wearing, design, there is no problem at all, plus enthusiasm, literary thoughts, after six days, finally a huge happy word to be compiled.

Seeing that Wu Yingcheng was coming, Yang Wanlong and Chen Zhaoyuan hurriedly led Wu Yingcheng to see, and Wu Yingcheng did not want to live up to everyone's wishes, so he followed into the shed.

I saw that on the ground that had been beaten to the ground, there was a bamboo blue word for joy, which was estimated to be another zhang long, all made of bamboo, the color was green and faint, and the green was shiny.

Wu Yingcheng chuckled in his heart, why is this so green?

Tuesday, May 5, 1981.

Wu Yingcheng will never forget this day, this day, it rained in the sky, there was fire burning in this day, this day was full of guests, but there was only one me without you.

Wu Yingcheng thought that Tang Yuewan would say something, at least she should write a few lines of poetry, but she only left a pair of shoes with bloody fingerprints sticking to the soles, and a short sentence: I am not worthy of you, go find her, she is waiting for you.

Of course Wu Yingcheng knew who she was, but he didn't go to her, because he didn't want to treat her as a healing comforter, he wanted to go to Tang Yuewan and ask her why she wanted to leave, and ask her what she was doing, he wanted to get her back to her in his previous life.

Yes, he has lost two women he loves, but he still has brothers and sisters who care about him, on the day Tang Yuewan left, they didn't laugh at him, they didn't ridicule him, each of them comforted him like relatives.

Wu Yingcheng thought that if it weren't for them, he might not be him anymore, he would hug left and right, he would be drunk and dreaming of death, he would forget his dream, he would go with the flow and be an 'infatuated' man who opened a harem.

Because, his heart hurts so much.

Fortunately, he still has them, they helped him get through the difficulties together, and looked for Tang Yuewan, the boss lady, sister-in-law, sister-in-law, sister-in-law, sister, and sister, and they wanted to ask her why she left Wu Yingcheng such a good man.

But she disappeared, disappeared without a trace, as if she had never been in this world, as if she had only existed in a dream.

On the fifth day, it was easy to find the place where he went to the countryside, but there was still no shadow of anyone, only the news of his parents and aunt and uncle leaving.

And Tang Xianshan, the only person in the know, did not threaten Wu Yingcheng with what he had done, but hid in the house alone, not even daring to go out.

He knew that he had hugged the woman for a while, and he was looking for a rich man in the next county, and his parents were still the people who the county leaders were worried about, and now that they came to the door, he would definitely not survive.

Thinking like this, he became more and more frightened, more and more nervous, and then began to gasp for breath, and then his heart ached, and he hurried to find medicine, but the medicine was gone.

He wanted to go out to see a doctor, but he was afraid that he would be beaten to death by this menacing group, and he was even more afraid that the bad things he had done would be known to the team, and that night, he was killed by disease and fear.

But everything he did separated the two people who loved each other.

But Wu Yingcheng did not give up searching, for a whole month and a half, he found almost all the places where Tang Yuewan might go, mountains, fields, county seats, and schools.

Just three days ago, he also went to the magic capital, and he learned that her parents had returned to Fudan University a month earlier than in her previous life because of her consent.

But he didn't go to them, because there was a big good news posted at the door, and Tang Yuewan's name and photo were posted on the first one, and there were also comments from the school on her next to them.

Tang Yuewan, a student of the School of Liberal Arts of our school, studied hard and was talented, and in the difficult years of going to the countryside, she still did not forget the expectations of D and the country, and created a personal poetry collection "Hymn to the Field".

Among them, "The Praise of Spring" was translated into English by the University of California, and was permanently recorded in the history of world poetry, and was exceptionally admitted to the master's degree of the university, becoming the first literature student of our school to receive a full scholarship, and will go to the United States from now on.

Wu Yingcheng knew that what he didn't deserve was not her Tang Yuewan, but his own nouveau riche in the mountain, in the last life, it was not that he made her, but that he delayed her, and he decided not to look for it anymore, just like this, maybe they are all right.

But he will never forget the song "Praise of Spring", because it is not a praise for spring, but a nostalgia for him.

He's coming

Stepping on the slightly sweet mountain breeze

He's coming

With bright sunshine

He was like a savage buffalo

Crash through the wall of my gray heart

He is like a bright star

Light up my dark night sky

...

can

Today

He's gone

whereas

My heart

It will also be frozen by snow forever

...

In June, the dragon country, as in memory, rained continuously in various places, and all parts of the country were busy fighting floods and rescuing people, with large-scale landslides and flash floods erupting, like fierce beasts, wantonly plundering everything in the world.

The washed down rice fields, the soaked vegetable fields, the crying people, and the poor children are increased on the radio every day, and the Baishui River and the Qinglong River in the town have also changed from small snakes to giant dragons, roaring in front of and behind the house every day.

The number of mats is required to be more and more, but the output is getting smaller and smaller, Wu Yingcheng almost comes and goes in the wind and rain every day, and he wants to do something for this world with the advantages of the reborn and the manpower and material resources in his hands.

At the beginning of July, the rain that had been falling for nearly a month and a half finally stopped, and the entire Dragon Kingdom finally regained its vitality and began to resume production, and Wu Yingcheng also began to work normally.

As he expected, the bamboo, which had grown for nearly three months, showed a superior vitality than the seedlings in this flood, and even if they were dumped individually and weighed down by stones, they stood up again in intensive care.

On this day, the weather was good, and there was a fiery red sun hanging in the sky, so Wu Yingcheng took Yang Lele to walk around Tongye Village one after the other to count the growth of bamboo.

Since Tang Yuewan left, he has completely stood on the same line with his uncle, and a man should still focus on his career, because he will at least hold it in his own hands.

Now he basically has no idea about love, and he hopes to be like these little bamboo seedlings, he can fade away the youth that seems to be sophisticated now, find his own path of rebirth, and be a useful talent.

This little girl suddenly followed, and said mysteriously: "Brother Wu, I suspect that someone is following us." ”

Wu Yingcheng looked back, except for a few old bamboo forests, where did someone follow him, "Comrade Lele, I can tell you, I've only been in this mood for a few days, don't mess with me." ”

Yang Lele said with a parted mouth: "Really, since we left the township, I suspected that someone was following us. ”

"You see?"

"Not really. ”

"Then why are you suspicious?"

"Because I heard the dog barking. ”

"Hehe, maybe it bites you. ”

"No way, I threw bones at it when we came here a while, and when I came over just now, it wagged its tail at me, why don't we go back and have a look?"

Wu Yingcheng didn't want to be crazy with her, but he didn't want this little girl to bother him, and was about to go back with her to have a look, when the village chief Zhang Xinren came over, carrying a hoe on his shoulder, and greeted him from afar.

"Xiao Wu, you're here again. ”

Wu Yingcheng greeted him, since this flood, this old man has completely convinced him, and everyone said that he was a living immortal, which made their village lose a lot of losses.

Wu Yingcheng is not the kind of small-bellied chicken intestines, he turned into the master of Ultraman slapping his face back when he was a little angry, and he didn't bother with him, he came and went, and the relationship between the two was very good.

Seeing that he was sweating when he walked away, he hurriedly went to help him carry the hoe, Zhang Xinren was not polite, and said with a smile: "Xiao Wu, you run so diligently every day, I think you are more attentive than those masters." ”

"Old village chief, I can't run away, four months ago I said to let you follow me to make a fortune, then I can't make a fortune, I'm afraid that the villagers will throw me into the heavenly pool and drown. ”

"That's not it, if it weren't for you this time, our village would be so close to Tianchi, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't know what the production would be like this time."

The people in the village said, you saved us, and you are going to erect a monument for you, why don't we go and see it later, and let Sun Mason give you one. ”

Wu Yingcheng hurriedly waved his hand, "Old village chief, this must not be done, I just thought that this place in our village is so suitable for growing bamboo, so I thought of a variety of points, but I didn't expect it to be so coincidental, so I avoided this flood." ”

Zhang Xinren pointed at him with a smile and said, "You, you, you are too modest, otherwise I wouldn't have listened to your grandfather and treated you as a bad person."