(one hundred and ten)

The crossing was bitter as a child, and he ran to the vast world of the countryside

Ling Feng was furious and deleted the morning dew in QQ, and the more he calmed down after that, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became. Yingshun said that Buren was looking for a divorced woman, and Chenlu's offline documents said that Mr. B was much older than her. Chenlu did not say that he was divorced in the offline documents, and Buren would never be much older than Chenlu. Could it be that one of Ying Shun and Morning Dew lied? Ying Shun was a person that Ling Feng trusted very much, but Morning Dew had no reason to make up an emotional experience! After thinking about it and taking into account various factors, Ling Feng finally came to the conclusion that Morning Dew and Buren were not husband and wife.

"Are Chenlu and Buren relatives, friends, customers, or..."Ling Feng didn't dare to think any further.

As the saying goes, those who don't know are not to blame, and besides, it is not necessary to ask anyone's consent for who Chenlu is associating with, but Ling Feng has a mustard in his heart, and he is unhappy when he has a relationship with Buren. Ling Feng guessed that Buren would definitely tell Chenlu who he was, so Chenlu should find a way to ask or explain to him if he was affectionate, and then it would not be too late for him to explain the situation to Chenlu.

After figuring it out, he felt at ease, but what Ling Feng didn't expect was that half a year had passed, and there was no movement at all, and Chenlu didn't add back to QQ friends. Nor did they send a word. Could it be that Chenlu is really angry? Could it be that so many years of friendship have really been abandoned?

Xiuying got married on October 1, and Ling Feng rushed to the wedding hall of the hotel and found that Liangju was also here, and she came with Shubo. At the wine table, everyone laughed at Shubo, who only laughed and drank wine, not annoyed or angry. Liangju is generous, talking and laughing with the brothers in the storage and distribution station.

"Liangju, I want to ask you a question, I wanted to ask it before, I forgot it. Ling Feng suddenly remembered something.

"What's the matter?" Liangju was a little curious.

"Look, we've only met once in '92, and when we meet again eighteen years later, how did you recognize me?" Ling Feng had been troubled by this question for a long time.

"Before I met you, Yingshun often mentioned you, so he had already been like a thunderbolt to you, and naturally looked at you a few more times when they met, in addition, there is one most important factor, do you know what it is?" Liang Ju sold Guanzi.

"What do you say is the factor?. Ling Feng was a little anxious.

"Your eyes are different from others, there is an indescribable energy, I suspect that you have practiced how to look at girls, plus your eyes blink and blink, which is unforgettable. Liang Ju recounted her feelings.

After listening to Liang Ju's words, Ling Feng suddenly realized that it was his blinking problem that attracted people's attention!

Wedding receptions usually end quickly, and they are almost gone in less than an hour. Ling Feng and the brothers also left the table early, and the brothers cherished each other and left.

"Third brother, I have something to do with you. Jia Yi stopped Ling Feng at the door of the hotel.

"Gao Shen, what's the matter?" Ling Feng stopped.

"Let's talk as we go. Jia Yi said and took the lead in walking forward.

Ling Feng looked left and right, and hurriedly walked a few steps to catch up with Jia Yi.

"Third brother, there is something I want to tell you, you can go home and discuss it with your sister-in-law, and then reply to me. Jia Yi's expression was very serious.

"Say, I'll listen. Ling Feng felt that it should be an important matter.

"My daughter-in-law is a teacher, you know, she has a girlfriend who is a junior high school English teacher, and this summer she set up a training school in Tielinghe Sidao Village, which has begun to take shape, and now she urgently needs a junior high school math teacher. Jia Yi paused here as he spoke.

Ling Feng probably knew what Jia Yi was thinking, and wanted to hear Jia Yi finish speaking.

"Now she has just started, you don't have to go to work, 2,000 yuan per month, more work, 2,000 yuan is less, but the prospect is still good. Jia Yi paints a picture of the future.

"Okay, I'll go home and talk to my daughter-in-law, and I'll tell you the results when I have them. ”

Ling Feng returned home sullenly, he knew that this was Jia Yi's good intentions, because this summer's student base had dropped a lot compared to last year.

"Daughter-in-law, tell you something. After dinner, Ling Feng planned to tell Yajun about the day.

"What's the matter?" Yajun watched his son do his homework without raising his head.

"Jia Yi told me that he and a friend had partnered with a friend to start another make-up class in Sidao Village, Tielinghe, and asked me to go there to help. "The reason for Ling Feng's change was also unavoidable.

"That's a long way, about 20 kilometers from the city, I passed by there when I went to my father's grave. Yajun's attention shifted from his son to Ling Feng.

"That's fine, there's a bus anyway. Ling Feng looked indifferent.

"Are there a lot of students there?" Yajun asked the crucial question.

"I don't know about this, anyway, I don't have to go to work, I guarantee 2,000 yuan per month, and the more I teach, the more I earn. Ling Feng repeated Jia Yi's words.

"It's okay for you to go there, it's also good to know more students to recruit one-on-one, besides, our son is in the sixth grade, and he should go to junior high school next year, you go to study more, and you still have to start your own class in the future." "Yajun still looks at the problem quite far away.

"The key is to help Jiayi, he has helped us so much, we have to repay it. Ling Feng drew an end to the report.

Yajun has passed this level, and other problems are no longer a problem.

The next day, Ling Feng called and told Jia Yi the final result, as a make-up teacher, you have to seize the time of holidays to have a good harvest, and the rest time left for the make-up teacher during the eleventh long holiday is only one or two days, and if there is any personal matter, you must hurry up and do it. Ten minutes later, Jia Yi really called and met at about one o'clock in the afternoon at the make-up class.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Ling Feng came to Jia Yi's make-up class on time, and Jia Yi was chatting with a lady in her thirties in the classroom.

"I'm sorry, I'm here. Ling Feng said politely.

"It's not late, it's not late, the third brother is so punctual every time. Jia Yi stood up to greet him.

The ladies in the classroom also stood up with Jiayi and treated each other politely.

"Let me introduce you to each other, this is Teacher Sifan, and this is Teacher Ling Feng. Jia Yi was busy introducing.

"Hello, hello. Ling Feng and Si Fan greeted each other.

Ling Feng noticed this Sifan teacher from the moment he first entered the classroom, and saw that she was tall and thin, nearly 1.7 meters tall, with few cheeks and slightly high cheekbones, and moderate but bright eyes. When Si Fan speaks, she will show a mouth full of neat white teeth, and she smiles like an unnamed minority woman.

"Shall we go to Sidao?" Sifan was asking for advice.

"I think it's okay, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow should be busy again, and there should be no time. Jia Yi explained.

"Then let's go immediately, although I haven't been to Sidao, but I've heard that it's far away. Ling Feng also stood up and echoed.

Walking out of the classroom, Ling Feng was thinking about how many cars to take, when he saw that Si Fan had already walked towards a white SUV on the side of the road.

Ling Feng stood and watched Sifan open the door and get into the car, envious in his heart. "Ling Feng, Ling Feng, your car has been waiting for you in the 4S shop for a long time, how long do you have to make it wait?"

"Teacher Ling Feng, this way. Si Fan beckoned to Ling Feng.

"Gao Shen, are you going?" Ling Feng asked Jiayi.

"I'm not going, I'll tell Teacher Sifan about the salary or anything, you can go and take a look at the environment. Jia Yi said and waved his hand at Si Fan.

Saying goodbye to Jiayi, the white SUV headed east.

The east-west road in front of Mudanjiang Railway Station is called Guanghua Street, and it takes about 20 minutes to drive east, cross the Mudanjiang River, and then turn south into Tielinghe Town. Don't look at Tielinghe Town, which is only separated from the city by a Mudanjiang River, but the villages under its jurisdiction are all over the mountains and fields in the southeast.

As the white SUV slowly drove past a railway crossing in Tielinghe Town, Ling Feng regained his childhood memories.

Turn right at the fork in front of the railway to go to the Mudanjiang City Sanatorium, when Ling Feng was a child, he followed his mother to visit his father who had been recuperating in the sanatorium many times. I remember one time when the sky was cloudy and uncertain, my mother led Ling Feng to wait for the bus in front of the train station. Mother hurriedly led Ling Feng into the store in front of the station to shelter from the rain, Ling Feng stood in front of the pastry counter at the door of the store, the creamy fragrance of the herb biscuits drilled into the nostrils for a while, the mother saw Ling Feng swallowing saliva from time to time, so she gritted her teeth and bought two catties of vanilla biscuits. At this time, the No. 1 extended bus to Tielinghe Town entered the station, and the mother led Ling Feng out of the store, and in the crowding and panic, the nine-inch cloth bag containing the biscuits fell into the muddy water on the side of the road, and the mother hurriedly reached out to lift it but brought in some muddy water. When she got to the car and got her footing, her mother hurriedly reversed the nine-inch cloth bag and dumped it outward, but not much muddy water came out. When the bus arrived at the nursing home, the rain had stopped, and his mother led Ling Feng to get off the bus, not directly into the nursing home, but into a compound next to the nursing home. There were some large logs piled up in the compound, and the mother untied the nine-inch cloth bag and opened the paper bag and began to sort the biscuits.

After seeing his father, Ling Feng and his mother went to the compound to retrieve the biscuits first, and then took the car back home. At home, his mother removed the mud from the biscuits little by little, while Ling Feng ate the pieces of biscuits with no skin, and his heart was still sweet.

"Teacher Ling Feng, what are you thinking?" Si Fan interrupted Ling Feng's memories.

"It's nothing, I suddenly remembered what happened when I was a child. Ling Feng found that the car had turned to the fork in the road on the left in front of the railway.

"Teacher Ling Feng, have you been here before?" The car entered the suburbs, and Sifan also opened the conversation.

"No, I have been there after the crossing and turned right. Ling Feng replied.

"Teacher Ling Feng, although the conditions in the place we went to are more difficult, the prospects are still very good, I can't think of two years that it will definitely not be worse than Teacher Jiayi's. "Silk sail looks forward to the future in the bumpy.

"It's not a good road. Ling Feng felt uncomfortable.

"This is the old way, you look at the road below. Silk Fan gestured.

Ling Feng looked at the left-hand side line, and on the other side of the railway, a little lower than the railway, a smooth and flat asphalt road was stretching into the distance.

"Teacher Sifan, where does that road lead? Why don't we take that road?" Ling Feng was a little puzzled.

"It's the road to Whetstone Town, and the road out of Tielinghe Town is connected to it, but there is a section of the road that is being renovated and can't be crossed, and now you have to go around it outside the town. Sifan explained.

"Whetstone, then it also leads to the Suifen River, right?" Ling Feng asked.

"Okay. Sifan replied.

That's it, Ling Feng remembered, on the sixth day of the Spring Festival in '99, he took this road when he took a small guest to Suifenhe.

The past is vivid, and many years have passed.

"Teacher Sifan, are we here?" Ling Feng saw that the car had entered a mountain village.

"This is Nanshan Village, and the Sidao Village we are going to is in front. Si Fan told Ling Feng.

As he spoke, the white SUV had passed through the village, and the asphalt road had since entered a smooth section. Ling Feng found that the old road was always higher than the asphalt road on the other side of the railway, as if he was always traveling halfway up the mountainside, and on the other side of the asphalt road below was a vast crop field, the tall corn was ripe, and the male ears at the top of the plant swayed in the wind, as if beckoning the owner to take it home as soon as possible. At the end of the cornfield are mountain peaks shoulder to shoulder, and forklifts are seen in many places under the peaks.

"Teacher Sifan, is the road being built at the foot of the mountain over there?" Ling Feng pointed to Sifan in the distance.

"Yes, it's building a road, a highway to Suifenhe. "Sifan knows a lot about the road.

"Look here, there are mountains over there, and there are gentle slopes here, and it doesn't look like a green corridor. Ling Feng said the feeling in his heart.

"It's quite similar, but that's just this section, after the four roads and the millstone town and then go east, it's all mountains, and the road should go around the mountain. Sifan sighed a little.

"I heard that the high-speed railway from Mudanjiang to Suifenhe is about to be repaired, is it from here?" Ling Feng said and pointed to the railway line beside the road.

"It should be, but I heard that the whole high-speed rail is closed, I'm afraid that the crossing just now should be canceled. "Silk sail hearsay.

"And how do you get to the train track?" Ling Feng asked.

"Then dig a hole under the train tracks. Sifan guessed.

"Look over there, what's going on over there?" Ling Feng asked, pointing in the direction of two mountains and a ditch.

"That's a funeral parlor under construction, after it is completed, the crematorium behind Beishan and the funeral parlor at the end of Daqing Road will be moved here, and a fork in the road will be built here. The sail pointed in the direction of the ravine.

"It turns out that this is the Sidao Cemetery. I've only been to Hailin Longfengpo Cemetery. Ling Feng seemed to be talking to himself.

"Look there, the slope with the fence is the back slope of Sidao Village, and the front slope of it is Sidao Village. Silk Fan introduced.

"What's the location of those walled compounds?" Ling Feng asked.

"There, it's a military compound, and we'll pass through the gate of this army in a moment. Sifan said, pointing to the front of the road.

Ling Feng looked at the one-shaped mountain beam in front of him, as well as more and more bungalows on the side of the road, and became inexplicably excited, in the 60s of the last century, Chairman Mao ** called on the national intellectual youth to go to the mountains and go to the countryside The slogan of "the vast world, great achievements" is so clear.