Since then, Wu Tian has run away from home, wandered for a while, and finally stayed in Binhai. Because it was so close to her home, sometimes he would drive to that town and that village to see the mountain, the river, and the poplar forest. Look at the scenery she has seen and walk the path she has walked.

Ling Luo had been listening quietly, and after telling the story, the two fell into silence for a long time.

"Brother Ang, do you still have a grudge against your family?" Ling Luo asked with a sigh.

Wu Tian took a puff of cigarette and said lightly: "Seriously, at first my hatred was monstrous. I even thought about being out of touch with my family forever and never going back to that place. As the years passed, the hatred gradually faded, replaced by a kind of regret and helplessness.

"She once told me to learn to love the world. It seems that I have finally learned, and I think she will be blinded by the Nine Springs!

Ling Luo patted him on the shoulder and said, "I will see it, since I believe that she is under the Nine Springs, then she will definitely be able to see it." She'll be pleased!"

"I hope so!" Wu Tian said helplessly.

He hadn't made a single phone call home for more than three years. But he knew that his father knew where he was and was keeping an eye on him.

A few days ago, Wu Tian received a call from home saying that his father was seriously ill and hospitalized, and the company was unattended. His heart twitched suddenly, followed by a moment of dazedness and confusion.

At that time, he knew that after so long, the hatred for his father was long gone, and what remained was still blood thicker than water.

"Brother Ang, then you better go back early! you don't have to worry about it here!" said Ling Luo, who learned the truth.

"It's okay, he lives in the best hospital and has the best doctors, and there is no danger in the short term. Since I did this for you, I should finish it, and that's what she taught me. Wu Tian said with a bleak smile.

Wu Tian just wants to be an outsider in Junchi Auto Trade, earn a little salary enough to live on his own, and then have time to reminisce about the past and miss her, and he doesn't want to participate in any company's affairs. I don't want to be disdainful, these are too pediatric for him.

Ling Luo's arrival dispelled this thought in him, or rather, stimulated his fighting spirit. I saw words such as strength, faith, and wit in him.

It may be a kind of sympathy, or it may be a kind of unevenness, so when Ling Luo was suffering, he stood decisively beside him.

"You save my number, I will always use it when I leave the Marina. In the future, no matter what happens, no matter what you encounter, don't be in a hurry to be discouraged and admit defeat, remember! Wu Tian said a string of mobile phone numbers.

Ling Luo saved the number in his mobile phone and said, "Brother Ang, I won't thank you." There's no need to say this between buddies, just by your words, I'm your brother for life!"

Wu Tian said with a smile: "Of course, I have a lot of fox friends and dog friends in my life, and real friends can be counted on one hand." You're one! I'll fight with my brother again in the next few days!"

The two chatted until the middle of the night and talked about their respective pasts. Ling Luo also briefly talked about the past things, and when he heard it, Wu Tian was very angry and asked who the enemy was, but Ling Luo didn't say anything.

He didn't know what Wu Tian's energy was, and he didn't know if he could match the Lin Group. In the final analysis, this feud is his own, and he wants to rely on himself to step by step to come to the stage to strike a blow, rather than taking advantage of his friend's momentum to fight back.

What's more, the word friend has a bottom line, and you can't consume these two words casually, otherwise you may not even have a sincere speaker in the future.

Chen Linlin drove the two to Zhangjia Village, the car was very quiet, she felt a subtle smell, as if there was something between the two.

For a brief moment, the word brokeback even came to her mind, and then she shook her head vigorously and said to herself, "No, no, no." ”

Chen Linlin's neurotic performance made Ling Luo and Wu Tian also very puzzled, the reason why they didn't talk and communicate much in the car was just because they slept too late last night.

"Linlin, what are you doing?" asked Ling Luo.

Thinking about the picture just now, Chen Linlin blushed and said, "It's okay, it's okay!"

Don't guess the girl's thoughts, this is Ling Luo's inner experience. That kind of careful thinking is not something that can be thought of casually, she said that it is okay if it is okay.

After nothing all the way, he soon arrived at Zhangjia Village, Zhang Dagui had been waiting at the entrance of the village for a long time, not only him, but also several men from the same village also followed.

Ling Luo's righteous and courageous actions last night won the favor of the villagers, and it just so happened that there was nothing to do now, and they all wanted to help them.

There is a hill in the middle of Zhangjia Village, and on the hill is an abandoned school. Ling Luo asked Dagui to find a spacious place, so it was natural to choose the place here.

Ling Luo and the others began to pack up their things, and took out a large banner from the trunk, which read "Feichi 4S Store Goes to the Countryside to Sympathize with the Performance".

With the help of the villagers, it was hung at the gate, and the people who came and went could see it clearly.

If it is simply said that the promotion of the flying spur car may be less attractive, some people who do not want to buy a car will not participate. If you add the word performance, it is easy to attract more people, and even if you don't want to buy it, you want to see the excitement.

As soon as Ling Luo's side was arranged, the loudspeaker began to broadcast over and over again. "The villagers of Zhangjia Village, the villagers of Zhangjia Village, there is a performance at the old school today, everyone hurry up!

Ling Luo and Wu Tian took out a stereo from the car to try the microphone, and Chen Linlin was a little nervous on the side.

When I came, I had already said that this time the protagonist was her, and she was in charge of singing a few songs. Looking at the growing crowd, she felt a little abrupt, and she really hadn't sung in this kind of scene.

At ten o'clock in the morning, quite a few people had already arrived. With the loudspeaker broadcast and Ling Luo's help last night, the villagers spontaneously came to support.

Not only the people of Zhangjia Village, but also many people from neighboring villages heard that there were activities here, and they also came on motorcycles and bicycles, especially young people.

The loudspeaker is still broadcasting over and over again, and this guy is really hard enough. Dagui had already told him that he had just left two boxes of Yuxi cigarettes and asked him not to worry about other non-stop broadcasts. So he really kept talking with a cigarette in his mouth, and his voice was almost hoarse.

The time was almost up, Ling Luo stood on the stage and picked up the microphone and said, "The old and young masters of Zhangjia Village, everyone be quiet!"

The audience immediately fell silent.

"My name is Ling Luo, is the sales manager of the 4S store of Binhai City, I came to Zhangjia Village today because it is almost the New Year, and I will bring you a few small programs to help you play, and I heard that the people in our village are now rich, and I will answer the questions of friends who want to buy a flying car. ”

"Without further ado, the show has officially begun!"