"Big brother, thank you, 30 is 30, I'm sorry for you!"

As soon as the words came out, Shang Qingyuan was so "generous" that he was surprised.

The man was overjoyed to see that these two brightly dressed young men had made such a generous move, and he hadn't pressed his own price, but he turned around and regretted it a little, and he said 50 yuan if he knew it!

None of the people present reacted, and he inadvertently generated income for the family, and the man excitedly showed them the way.

"My surname is Sun, everyone calls me Sun Er, my home is in the east of the village, and I will be there a little bit more. ”

"Second Brother Sun, have you seen an uncle in his 50s enter the village with a woman in his 20s in the past two days?"

Cen Bowen couldn't wait to inquire about the whereabouts of Zhuo Laosan and Zhuo Jiali.

"This pretty boy, I basically stay in the field during the day, and I usually come back at night, and I don't see the person you said. ”

Cen Bowen didn't get news from Zhuo Jiali, and his mood sank again. On the way, he looked left and right, but he didn't see any pedestrians, let alone the woman he loved.

The structure of Sun Er's house is also like other houses in the village, a two-story small brick house, unpainted and unpainted, and moss grows on the walls in some places.

Sun Er took them to a small room on the second floor, and they could see the furnishings at a glance—a narrow bed, a bedside high table, and a desk.

Cen Bowen looked at the room, this is smaller than his bathroom, how can two people live?

Sun Er took them to the place where they lived, and chattered a few words responsibly.

"The bed is in the box under the bed, the toilet is downstairs, if you want food, call me, I'll bring it to you from the commissary." ”

After telling Shang Qingyuan his mobile phone number, Sun Er ran back to the commissary like a smoke.

Cen Bowen and their arrival to live gave Sun Er a "windfall", and suddenly became "rich", and he was anxious to go back to "kill the three parties".

Shang Qingyuan looked at the situation in the room, took out a sheet, a quilt, a blanket, and a pillow from under the bed, and he made the bed by dividing it by two.

"Senior brother, you sleep in bed tonight, and I'll take a blanket and roll it on the ground for one night. ”

Cen Bowen frowned and looked at the ground covered with mud and sand.

"How do you sleep when it's so dirty?" and what if you don't have a pillow?"

Shang Qingyuan patted the travel bag: "There is always a way!"

Fortunately, they couldn't stand the car on the way here in the evening, so they got out of the car to cushion themselves and ate a bowl of noodles.

In such an environment, they had no appetite for anything, so the two of them simply tidied up and slept with their tired bodies and clothes.

Originally, Cen Bowen thought that he would not be used to sleeping in the bed here, but who knew that he fell asleep faster than Shang Qingyuan.

Early the next morning, Cen Bowen was woken up by the chirping of birds on the windowsill, and he sat up and kicked Shang Qingyuan by the way.

"It's time to get up. ”

Shang Qingyuan was in the middle of a good dream, and he was kicked awake abruptly, and his eyes were half-opened.

"It's dawn?"

"You go out for a while, I'm going to change my clothes. ”

"Just change it like that, big man. ”

Shang Qingyuan squinted his eyes and didn't wake up, he didn't know how to go against Cen Bowen's intentions.

"Get out!"

Although Cen Bowen's voice was not loud, it was full of majesty.

Shang Qingyuan was so frightened that a carp sat up, and his head almost hit the cabinet behind him.

Apparently, his brother was resurrected with full blood!

"I'll go out now, and you can call me instead. ”

Shang Qingyuan stumbled out of the room and gently closed the door.

When the heroic Cen Bowen opened the door and appeared in front of Shang Qingyuan, Shang Qingyuan's eyes were full of "admiration" - so handsome!

"Hurry up and freshen up, we're ready to go out. ”

"Gotta do it!"

Now whatever Cen Bowen says, Shang Qingyuan will say yes.

Croppers generally get up early, Cen Bowen and Shang Qingyuan walked on the road at 7 o'clock, different from last night's desertion, everywhere was already lively, and everyone talked about their faces.

Cen Bowen didn't have time to take care of other people's eyes, so he went from house to house to see if he could see the figure that was about to make him crazy with his thoughts.

Zhuo Jiali and Zhuo Laosan took the train and came to Shalian for almost two days.

Zhuo Laosan relied on his vague impression to find the house left by his grandmother.

The house has not been inhabited for too long, and the two of them worked together for a whole day before they could barely live in it.

It was also the tiring days of travel that made Zhuo Jiali temporarily paralyze the pain in her heart.

Zhuo Jiali didn't know what she was doing subconsciously because she was drunk that day, and it was only when she was stung in the eyes and pierced by the photo on her mobile phone that she really understood her heart clearly.

She loves Cen Bowen.

But seeing yourself clearly at such a moment is more uncomfortable than not knowing anything.

That night when I looked for him many times and didn't hear from him, he was just busy talking to that woman?

Did he have feelings for each other when he danced with her, and were all the sweet words he had promised to himself just talking?

Has he decided to make her the mistress of the Cen family and accept the applause of all walks of life for their golden boy and jade girl?

It was when he was flustered that Shen Biyun's expulsion of Zhuo Laosan confirmed the fact that he was "out", but he didn't even have the courage to share it with himself personally? Or did he feel that it was not necessary at all?

Yes, he is not his anyone, why should he explain to himself?

As soon as people calm down, some sad things from old dreams are easy to come to mind.

opened her eyes and looked at the light outside the window, Zhuo Jiali, who was idle, and the moistness in the corners of her eyes ravaged her heart to severe pain.

From receiving the blow to leaving Gaoning, it was only a few hours.

With the bleak night, Zhuo Laosan listened to the suppressed sobs of his daughter in the room, and his heart was full of anger and he couldn't find someone to vent.

As a father, the only thing he can do is to protect his daughter's fragile heart, maintain her dignity, and leave with her head held high, so that he will never be involved in the rights and wrongs of the Cen family's high-ranking families again, so as not to be played and hurt by that high-ranking man again.

So, as soon as the morning dawned, he went back to Cen's house to say goodbye, then went home to pack his bags, and arranged to take the train back to Wangning to this place that no one knew.

It is the greatest wish of parents for their children to live happily and safely.

And throughout the whole process, Zhuo Jiali also cooperated with Zhuo Laosan like a puppet, hurriedly returned to Zhidao to put down the resignation letter, hurriedly packed up, and hurriedly took the most difficult step to leave.

She just wanted to get out of that sad place, as soon as possible, as far away as possible, as long as she could hide in a place where there was no manly smell.

Perhaps, this is called love is fulfillment.

chewing on the death in her heart and unable to sleep, Zhuo Jiali simply got up and went to the village store to buy some breakfast, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw that the person who would never appear was standing in front of her.

In an instant, the world did not exist, and only a pair of infatuated men and women condensed into stone sculptures between their eyes remained.