The villagers said that this painting was painted by Zhang Liyuan after he came back at that time based on the teacher in his memory.

Mr. Teaching's Pavilion has always remained in this village, and the champion should also have a place to live in the village, but this villager only took her to visit Mr. Teaching's Maple Pavilion.

The name of the champion was not mentioned by the villagers, only that he was once the glory of the village.

That champion, the rest of the life was not very good. When he was twenty-five years old, because he confronted the powerful in the court, he was sentenced to behead all the houses and raid his home, so the people in the village avoided this matter.

Song Wenmo didn't ask much, just remembered the story of this teaching gentleman.

At night, Song Wenmo slept very early, everything was packed, and the gifts that Gu Beibei wanted to bring were also packed into her suitcase.

She also bought several sets of national costumes here, one for Song Wenning, one for Shang Yunze, and one for ......

Gao Yue is also packing her suitcase, and she also buys national costumes like her.

Song Wenmo looked at the set of ladies' clothes in his hand and handed it to Gao Yue, "I heard that you are about to have a birthday, so I gave you a birthday gift." ”

Gao Yue, who was packing her suitcase, paused for a moment, and she pointed her finger at herself. "Really, for me?"

Song Wenmo nodded.

Gao Yue happily took the set of clothes given to her by Song Wenmo, and she held it in her arms for a long time, "This set of clothes is very expensive." ”

"It's good if you're happy. Song Wenmo squatted down and looked at Gao Yue in front of him. "Do you have any other things? I'll help you clean it up. ”

Gao Yue clapped her hands, "Okay, okay." ”

After Takatsu put all her things in, her box was basically bulging.

It seems that there are a lot of things, and I almost can't even zip it.

Fortunately, under the pressure of Song Wenmo, the two of them successfully closed the zipper.

Gao Yue was tired and lay on the suitcase, and complained, "I knew I wouldn't bring so many things." ”

Song Wenmo smiled and said, "Okay, let's go to bed after cleaning up, I have to catch a plane tomorrow." ”

Yu Qiubai got off work as usual, he took the car keys and walked to the underground garage, but saw a woman with a ponytail standing in front of his car door.

When I walked in, it turned out to be Zou Yao.

Zou Yao kept leaning in front of his car door, keeping her head down and kicking the floor under her feet. Seeing Yu Qiubai walk in, she stopped her small movements.

She took two steps forward, waved her hand to Yu Qiubai, and said hello.

"Doctor Yu. ”

Yu Qiubai ignored her, but sped up his pace, bypassed her, opened the car door, and got into the car.

Zou Yao froze in place, and now basically except in the hospital, she asked Yu Qiubai about her profession, and Yu Qiubai ignored her in private.

When she turned around to shoot Yu Qiubai's car window, Yu Qiubai's car had already driven away.

"What's wrong with him?" Zou Yao looked at Yu Qiubai's car and was stunned for a long time.

She then pulled the car keys out of her bag, walked to the other side of the underground garage, and opened the door.

And since the last time Shang Yunze and Su Tong went out to open a small stove, Song Wenning has looked at Shang Yunze everywhere unpleasantly, and teased Shang Yunze from time to time.

After all, it was Shang Yunze who secretly opened the small stove first, he didn't justify himself, he ate it.

But when he wanted to take Song Wenning there, Song Wenning was good, shirking it for various reasons, saying anything, not wanting to witness them stealing the scene.

Su Tong is still the same as always, except for occasionally arguing with Qiu Ping in the company, basically on the way to interviews and interviews every day.

On the way, I occasionally met Gu Beibei and invited her to two meals.

After taking a shower at night, Yu Qiubai held his mobile phone alone and watched Song Wenmo's circle of friends today.

Today's Song Wenmo posted a photo of an ancient painting, but the person in the ancient painting, Yu Qiubai always looked very familiar.

Su Tong: "Wow puppet, handsome guy in ancient times!"

Zhou Zirui: "Where can you see where handsome is with a side face?"

Su Tong replied to Zhou Zirui: "A person with a handsome side face must be very handsome with a straight face." ”

Song Wenning: "The appearance is mediocre. ”

Shang Yunze: "Actually, it's really handsome. ”

Song Wenning replied to Shang Yunze: "Are you blind?"

Yu Qiubai did not participate in their discussion, but opened the photo posted by Song Wenmo and looked at it seriously for a long time, Xu has lived too long and doesn't remember this person.

Then Yu Qiubai opened the chat interface with Song Wenmo, not knowing what topic to talk about.

After hesitating for a long time, I finally edited a WeChat and sent a WeChat that seemed to be caring.

"Do you take your vitamins on time?"

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

……

Two hours passed, and Song Wenmo still did not reply.

Until the next day, I saw the news of the earthquake in the place where Song Wenmo was located on the news.

Yu Qiubai made more than a dozen calls to Song Wenmo, and it was all the time, "I'm sorry, the user you dialed can't be reached for the time being, please dial again later." Sorry，……”

Yu Qiubai then dialed Song Wenning's phone.

"Did you see the news of the earthquake in Yunnan this morning?"

"Hmm......" Song Wenning replied calmly.

Yu Qiubai anxiously circled around the living room, "Then did you call Song Wenmo?"

"I've beaten it, but it can't get through. But ......"

Dudu –

Before Song Wenning finished speaking, Yu Qiubai hung up the phone.

He turned on his phone and checked the flight.

I bought the earliest plane ticket today in a panic and flew directly to Yunnan.

When Song Wenning called Yu Qiubai back again, his phone was already turned off.

Shang Yunze handed over the information about Zhang Liyuan's whereabouts found in the past two days to Song Wenning.

Zhang Liyuan looks very honest these days.

It's just that every day, in addition to wandering around all kinds of entertainment tables and song halls, the most visited place is the hospital.

"What kind of illness does Zhang Liyuan have?" Song Wenning asked, looking at page after page of information.

"He is not sick, just his daughter, who seems to have a physical problem and has been in a hospital in the United States before......"

Song Wenning raised his head slightly and looked at Shang Yunze in front of him, "Have you found out?"

"For the time being, not yet. Shang Yunze shook his head regretfully.

"Keep looking. Song Wenning put down the document in his hand, turned around, and said with his back to Shang Yunze.

"Yes. Shang Yunze put the materials on the table back into the file bag and exited the office.

On the plane, Yu Qiubai's heart was beating fast, and unconsciously, his eyes were a little moist.

I finally got off the plane, and when I took a taxi, the driver only said that there was an earthquake there, and now they don't pull the business to that village, so as not to have aftershocks.

The driver was reluctant to pull him, so he changed one driver after another.

Finally, I finally met a good talking driver.

Yu Qiubai talked to the driver for a long time, and the driver agreed to pull him to the edge of the earthquake area, where he would not go in any way.

At the border of the earthquake, it would have been unsafe to drive even if there were no houses collapsing, so he bought a bicycle from a local villager and rode to Song Wenmo's village.

Yu Qiubai rode for two hours before arriving at the village where Song Wenmo and the others were.

Looking around, only a small number of houses in the village collapsed, fortunately it was a bamboo house, and the casualties were not heavy.

This address was told to him by Song Wenning, and it stands to reason that he should not have come to the wrong place.

Song Wenmo came to two villages this time, both of which were poverty alleviation villages, one in the south and the other in the north.

I heard that the village in the north is still relatively backward, and the communication signal is not very good, so Song Wenmo has not heard from him for half a month.

The village in the south is different, and its main development is tourism.

Judging from the photos that Song Wenmo recently uploaded on the circle of friends, he definitely didn't come to the wrong place.

He circled the village twice and saw only a few villagers who were being rescued.

When the villagers saw him walking around the village alone, they stepped forward to ask a few questions.

Yu Qiubai said that he is a doctor, although he is not a local ambulance worker, he can also help them rescue the wounded.

He helped the local villagers dig up the rubble of the collapsed houses to see if anyone else was crushed under the houses below.

It's useless to just shout at the top of your voice. The good thing is that Qiubai has a small horn with him, which is very loud, and he can basically hear it within a radius of ten miles.

This small horn was customized for a child in the hospital before, and later after the child was discharged from the hospital, he returned the horn to it.

He asked the local villagers to find a person with a relatively loud voice and recorded a paragraph, which generally read: "Is there anyone below, if you hear it, knock on the bamboo, or shout twice for help!"

After recording the audio, Yu Qiubai gave the loudspeaker to the villagers.

The phrase was repeated over the loudspeaker.

"Is there anyone down there, if you hear it, knock on the bamboo, or shout twice for help!"

"Is there anyone down there, if you hear it, knock on the bamboo, or shout twice for help!"

"Is there anyone down there, if you hear it, knock on the bamboo, or shout twice for help!"

……

With this horn, they rescued many villagers from under the rubble of the bamboo hut.

It's just that there has never been a figure of Song Wenmo.

Yu Qiubai's hearing is very good, and he can basically hear the sound of a heartbeat.

But those heartbeats were not Song Wenmo's, and almost all the villagers in the village were rescued.

He examined the wounds of the villagers and bandaged them.

He came out in a hurry this time, and he didn't bring anything. The tools were provided by the village medical staff.

After dealing with the wounded, he walked around the ruins again, and did not hear any sound, probably too tired, he collapsed and collapsed on the ruins.

In those ruins, there was no voice from Song Wenmo.

"No, that's the best news. ”

He lay on the ruins, covering his eyes with his hands, just because of the glare of the blue sky.

In fact, the earthquake was not serious, but some bamboo houses collapsed due to age.

He lay down for a long time, and the villagers only took it, probably because he was tired, and handed him a bottle of mineral water.

Yu Qiubai took the mineral water and said thank you.

Still lying on the ruins, looking up at the sky.

Since Song Wenmo has been in the village for half a month, these villagers should know her.

"Do you know a reporter named Song Wenmo?"