(one hundred and twenty)

Hearing the bad news, Zhi burned Hui sighed, and the spirit of stone carving will live forever

Ling Feng was curious when he saw the last two scenes of the eight views of the bright moon on the wall of the moon viewing building, got into the car, and commanded the dream to move forward. When the car arrived in front of the gate of the Mingyue Villa, Ling Feng did not get out of the car, and the gate of the villa left alone because of the destruction of the villa was still there. The car turned left and came to the front of the Mingyue Hotel that year, Ling Feng got out of the car again, and a hotel had been re-erected on the original ruins, but this hotel was far from the atmosphere of the Mingyue Hotel of the year, and the direction had also changed, becoming the direction of the back to the Mingyue Villa, so that he could see the scenery behind the original hotel. So, I also saw several villas at the original small water plant from a distance.

Understood, Ling Feng walked back to the car gloomily.

"Okay, you husband, you haven't told me your story on Mingyue Island since you've lived with me for so long, you've only known your beautiful sister for a long time! "Dream hunting began to pick and choose.

"Didn't I tell you?" It's been a long time, and Ling Feng can't remember it anymore.

"Of course you haven't said it, as soon as the beautiful sister told me just now, I got angry, aren't you favoring one over the other? Just because the beautiful sister is prettier than me?" The dream is still lingering.

"Isn't your husband lustful? You're so plump, he always wants to play with you when he's with you, how can I just talk. "Iceman cleared the way.

"Lustful husband, is that so?" Dream Hunting's tone has calmed down a lot.

"Yes, yes, drive quickly, go straight to the Heilongjiang General's Mansion. Ling Feng prevaricated.

The general's mansion in winter is not open, just like the appearance before, it will be clear as soon as you walk. Further on is the ski resort, which is covered with snow, and it seems that only the ski resort can attract some tourists in winter.

Ling Feng had no interest in the ski resort, and commanded Xunmeng to return and march towards the hawthorn wooden house.

"Slow down this stretch. "Come to the hawthorn wooden house, Ling Feng prompts to find a dream.

"Sister Xunmeng, the roadside wooden house in front of you is where your husband lived on the island back then. "The Iceman became a makeshift tour guide.

"This wooden house looks pretty good, beautiful sister group, if you were allowed to live here with your husband, would you be willing?" Dream-seeking and idle feelings flowed up, and chatted casually.

"There's no water or electricity here, how can you live?" replied the Iceman.

"If you don't have water, you can't go to fetch it, if you don't have electricity, you can have a candlelight dinner every day, and on a summer night, you can smell the flowers, listen to the birds, blow the breeze, look at the stars, and then talk to your sweetheart, how romantic!"

Ling Feng looked at the hawthorn wooden house getting closer and farther away from the peace of mind, and after listening to the conversation between the iceman and the dream, he sighed: "You two! One is too materialistic, and the other is too spiritual. ”

"Just hello. The Iceman and Dream said in unison.

Ling Feng was speechless, but the Iceman and Dream Seeker laughed. In the laughter, Che Ji came to Wanshan Palace, and Xun Meng accompanied Ling Feng to get out of the car, but the ice man's heart was on Xiao Lingfeng, and he was not interested in the temple, so he didn't follow.

In winter, tourists are scarce, and Wanshan Palace is even more incense. Looking for a dream to enter the temple to worship, Ling Feng had to follow.

"It turns out that I didn't find that I thought about this and that? Could it be that I was infected by Principal Xia? That's not right, Principal Xia believes in Buddha, but here is the Tao, it is not Dream ......."

In the qigong craze of '98, what finally stood out was the well-known exercise method in the world, and for a time there were many people practicing this exercise in the streets and alleys. During that time, one of Ling Feng's former colleagues was deeply involved due to emotional problems, should it be a dream to ......

Ling Feng is still entering the hall on the first floor of Wanshan Palace, looking for dreams and worshipping, and Ling Feng is visiting around, which is nothing more than some unknown gods and goddesses in mythology. After turning around, Ling Feng wanted to go out, but he caught a glimpse of an incense case on the right side of the temple gate, surrounded by high incense, and the offerings were complete.

"Hey, which great immortal is this, so special. Ling Feng couldn't help but be curious.

Ling Feng focused on the tablet and saw the five words "Haiyan's Spirit Position" in the book. Haiyan?Ling Feng's head was a little big, and he walked out of the main hall quickly to go to the Taoist priest's house to ask the Taoist priest for clarification.

Ling Feng descended the basic steps of Wanshan Palace and met a little Taoist priest he had never seen before.

"The Taoist chief is invited, and if you have something to ask, please tell me. Ling Feng hurriedly pulled the little Taoist priest towards the main hall.

Coming to the Haiyan tablet, Ling Feng Shili asked, "Dao Chief, what is this tablet ......?"

"Donor, this is not a god, this is a resident of our Mingyue Island, who was killed during the construction of Haiyan Bridge, and we have set up this tablet to worship incense in order to thank him. The little Taoist priest said.

"Haiyan Bridge, where is Haiyan Bridge?" Ling Feng asked.

"It is the current Mingyue Bridge, this is the new bridge, and the old bridge before is called Haiyan Bridge. The little Taoist priest said.

"How did Big Brother Haiyan get killed?" Ling Feng's tears had flowed out.

"I'm sorry donor, I just came, and I don't know the specifics. "The little Taoist priest gave gifts again and again.

How could it be? How could it be? Could such a good big brother not be seen? Ling Feng felt a heartache and a feeling of losing his relatives again.

"Sister Xunmeng, what's wrong with your lustful husband? Why did you go with him and he became like this?" The Iceman asks for dreams on the way back.

"Sister Beauty, I don't know, my husband didn't know what he said to the little Taoist priest just now, and then it became like this. Dream replied to the Iceman.

"Sister Xunmeng, it won't be that you're going to get married, your lustful husband can't bear you, right?" The Iceman jokingly tries to liven up the atmosphere.

"Sister Beauty, I don't have this blessing, my husband won't be so sad because of me, you be careful, don't let your husband hug you when you go back to the hotel, otherwise it will be easy to sleep in a robe. "Dreaming is also talking about easy things.

“......”

No matter how the iceman and Dream Xun laughed, Ling Feng just stared at the front with wooden eyes and was silent.

"Lustful husband, it's time for us to eat, what do you want to eat?" The car has driven into the city, Xunmeng asked.

"I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat anything. Ling Feng replied.

"And where are you going?" Seeing that Ling Feng had finally spoken, Xunmeng asked cautiously.

"Take me back to the hotel. Ling Feng said.

"Sister Beauty, what did I say, this is coming, you have to be careful not to let your lustful husband hold it. ”

When the car arrived at the hotel, the iceman dragged Xunmeng and led Xiao Lingfeng upstairs together, and opened the door of the guest room. Ling Feng packed his backpack and hugged his dream with open arms as he said goodbye.

"Lustful husband, are you leaving?" Accustomed to embracing the dream of parting, he has insight into Ling Feng's mind.

"Daughter-in-law, live a good life after getting married, we will have a period later. Ling Feng said his final goodbye to Xunmeng.

"Iceman, you can do it yourself about the child, and be more considerate to your husband in the future, thank you for the return ticket, let's say goodbye. Ling Feng also opened his arms to the Iceman.

"The ticket is tomorrow morning, you change to this trip tonight, I don't know if there is a ticket, if not, you come back, I won't harass you again in the evening." The iceman also learned to look for a dream and hugged Ling Feng.

Ling Feng finally squatted down, kissed Xiao Ling Feng's face, and then waved his hand out of the room.

After leaving the hotel, Ling Feng first went to the station to change the ticket, and then took the No. 101 bus to the terminal station Peace Square.

Ling Feng came to the dam, turned off his mobile phone, and paced back and forth on the section of the dam where he first met Brother Haiyan. Ling Feng just wanted to be quiet and let his thoughts unfold slowly, how did he meet Brother Haiyan, how did he know Brother Haiyan, and how did he share weal and woe with Brother Haiyan......

"Lao Wang, where have you go? ”

"I went to the Flood Victory Memorial Tower in Nenjiang Park. ”

The conversation between the two old men on the river dam attracted Ling Feng, and Ling Feng's mind began to work.

"Nenjiang Park Flood Fighting Victory Memorial Tower? Nenjiang Park also has no tower? Is it newly built?"

Ling Feng thought about it and walked in the direction of Nenjiang Park, anyway, there was nothing to do, so let's take the old people in the depths of his thoughts to find out. Ling Feng walked along the river dam to Nenjiang Park, and saw that a tall tower had been erected in the middle of Nenjiang Park, which was roughly divided into three parts: pedestal, tower body, and tower top sculpture, and could be 25 meters high by visual measurement. Because Ling Feng came from the river dam, the first thing to see was the back of the tower, and it was seen that a stone slab protruded on the base of the tower, and the tower inscription was on it. Since the base of the tower was already two or three meters high, plus the height of the slate, it was not very comfortable to look at it, so Ling Feng took out his mobile phone and turned it on to take pictures, so that he could take a closer look when he had nothing to do.

After Ling Feng took the photo, he turned off the mobile phone and turned to the front of the tower, and saw that the front of the tower was not flat, but there was a groove from top to bottom, and the groove was inlaid with seven big characters of "Flood Fighting Victory Memorial Tower", and the name of the writer was written in the lower left corner. The unique feature of this monument is the sculpture on the theme of flood fighting, which is divided into three groups, one at the top of the tower, and one on each side of the pedestal. When Ling Feng turned from the back of the tower to the front, he had already seen the sculpture on the right side of the pedestal, which was a scene of soldiers holding hands and standing shoulder to shoulder in the stormy waves, building a human wall.

"On the right is the army, and on the left there must be the people. Ling Feng thought so and turned to the left pedestal of the tower.

On the pedestal, there are three statues dressed as ordinary people, two men and one woman, one man in the middle holding the hand of the woman on the left and raising it high, and on the right side of the middle man stands a strong man in a sleeveless sweatshirt. The strong man's bare chest muscles and arms are so powerful, and then look at that face, the thick eyebrows and big eyes reveal a sense of fortitude.

"Hey, why does this person look so much like Brother Haiyan? Like, yes, this sculpture must be based on Brother Haiyan. ”

Ling Feng's heart is comfortable and balanced, Brother Haiyan has not left, he is standing by the Nenjiang River, and he is living in the hearts of the people.

After visiting the Flood Fighting Victory Memorial Tower, Ling Feng's heart was no longer desolate, and the spirit of Brother Haiyan seemed to be injected into Ling Feng's body, guiding Ling Feng all the way forward.

In March, the students walked into the classroom happily. On Saturday, it was the day for Ling Feng to take the podium to teach the students. Early in the morning, Ling Feng went out early, half an hour's drive, and the mountain village was still the same.

"Teacher Ling Feng, it's so early!" Ling Feng had just walked to the door of the Yangfan tutoring class, and Principal Cao pushed the door and walked out of the small classroom.

"Principal Cao, what's going on with your cousin?" Ling Feng returned to Mudanjiang, still thinking about the Iceman ****.

"My cousin has brought the child back, and the child is always liked. Principal Cao informed.

"That's good, now your cousin's problem is solved. Ling Feng could finally feel at ease.

"Thanks to you this time, I thank you for my cousin's family, so that from today onwards, you will come to the four-course class, and I will cover lunch. President Cao solemnly promised to express his gratitude.

"Principal Cao, no, it's enough to trouble you with a stove, how can I bother you anymore?" Ling Feng hurriedly excused himself.

"Don't bother, don't bother, it's settled. Principal Cao said and left.

Looking at Principal Cao's back, Ling Feng shook his head helplessly, and was about to enter the classroom when Teacher Sifan drove over.

"Teacher Ling Feng, the afternoon class is over, I have something to discuss with you. After speaking, Teacher Sifan hurriedly entered the small classroom.

"What's wrong with Teacher Sifan being so anxious, what's the matter with her looking for me in the afternoon?" Ling Feng started his debut in the new semester in doubt.

At noon, as soon as the students left the classroom, Principal Cao brought food. It's still a thermal lunch box during the holidays, but the taste inside is different, Ling Feng is not a picky eater, but he just sighs that another friendship has come to an end.

Principal Cao put down the lunch box and left, saying that the lunch box would be taken away when he came to press the stove in the evening. Ling Feng was eating and found that there was still the sound of Teacher Si Fan in the small classroom next door.

"Has this Teacher Sifan added a new class? She didn't eat at noon? And that Teacher Xiao Yang, it's about to be class, why hasn't she come yet?" Ling Feng couldn't help but think like this after eating.

In the afternoon class, Ling Feng paid special attention to it, Teacher Xiao Yang did not come, and Teacher Sifan was always in class in the classroom next door.

The day's classes were all over, Ling Feng packed up and walked out of the classroom, and Teacher Sifan was waiting in the car.

Ling Feng got into the car and couldn't help asking, "Teacher Sifan, why didn't Teacher Xiao Yang come today?"

Teacher Sifan started the car and replied, "Teacher Xiao Yang didn't come today, I'll tell you the reason in a moment." “

Ling Feng then asked, "Teacher Sifan, then you didn't eat at noon, did you?"

Teacher Sifan had already driven out of the village, and when the car drove onto the asphalt road outside the village, he replied: "I ate a loaf of bread while the students were doing the problem." ”

Ling Feng found that Teacher Sifan's expression was very serious today, so he stopped talking. In this way, Mr. Sifan's white SUV rushed back to the city without a word.

"Okay, let's get there, you go to that fried beef first and wait for me, I'll park the car in the garage. Outside the door of a community, Teacher Sifan finally spoke.

Ling Feng got out of the car, walked into a fried beef on the side of the road, and was about to order food, when the proprietress had already spoken: "You are Teacher Ling Feng! Teacher Sifan has set a location, please, table five."

Ling Feng was taken to the innermost side of the restaurant by the waiter, and in a short time, a frying pan with a circle of tofu cubes was served, and then beef, green vegetables, mixed vegetables, and beer were served one after another.

Teacher Sifan has arranged it in advance, and she will definitely have something important.