I asked Fu Longxing how he planned to place this urn, and he thought about it and said that he would bury it in the mountain behind his hometown.

"Don't tell your other brothers?" I asked again.

"No, let them think that Company Commander Meng is still alive, but they just don't want to contact us. "Fu Longxing is quite determined, and I didn't express any opinions.

After thinking about what to do, I carried two pots of bamboo wine and went home with Fu Longxing.

I didn't look at the field, so I took a taxi with him and went all the way to the remote suburban countryside.

There is basically no development here, and Fu Longxing's hometown is still the kind of two-story old house, which looks like a product of the last century.

Fu Longxing took a shovel and a pickaxe, and at first glance thought he was a tomb robber.

We dug a pit and buried Meng Tianlie's urn in it. After filling it with soil, a mound was piled up, and it was barely obvious that it was a lonely grave.

Fu Longxing said that it was too late now, and he would find a stonemason to make a tombstone tomorrow.

I carried two pots of bamboo wine, one pot I drank with Fu Longxing, and the other pot was sprinkled on the grave bag.

Although I know that I don't mean to, I can at least seek a little psychological comfort.

I can imagine the scruffy man drinking wine and smiling heartily and saying "good wine".

The wine is indeed a good wine, mellow but chilly like a knife, with a rich bamboo fragrance soaked through.

Fu Longxing sat on the dirt, facing the whistling night wind, looking at the scenery under the mountain.

He didn't look at me, but asked, "Don't mention the matter of asking me to help you deal with Duan Feihu, because you don't want to take revenge when you see the ending of Company Commander Meng?"

I also sat down and took a deep breath of the cool mountain air at night: "It's not that I don't want revenge, it's that I don't have that face to ask you to help." ”

"Grass stepping on horses, are there so many difficult things to do in this world?

I picked up a stone next to me and threw it down the hill.

Fu Longxing was silent, and I didn't say anything.

I can't tell if it's done well or badly.

"You say, if Lian Commander Meng's news spreads on the Internet, what will people on the Internet say about him?"

"Is he a lone hero or a murderer?" I couldn't help but ask, the mere black-and-white criteria didn't seem to work that well.

Fu Longxing threw me a cigarette and swallowed the clouds and fog on the mountain with me: "What do you want to do with this?"

"I only know that Guliqi deserves to die, and Lian Commander Meng has no regrets. ”

"That's enough. ”

I chewed on the phrase, "That's enough," and finally laughed.

It's me who bothers myself.

It's like Meng Xue's revenge, can I not take revenge?

After smoking a cigarette, I stood up, patted my buttocks, and left with Fu Longxing.

On the way back, I suddenly remembered the phone call made by Meng Tianlie, and I became curious again for a while.

I flipped out the call log, put the phone in front of Fu Longxing's eyes and asked, "This is your number?"

Fu Longxing only glanced at it, then shook his head and said, "No." ”

I was puzzled for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "Then do you know who it is?" Company Commander Meng called him and called him brother, it should be a good relationship. ”

Fu Longxing was stunned for a moment, and then let out an "oh", as if he remembered something: "Jinling, right?"

"Company Commander Meng seems to have such an iron buddy, and sometimes he will contact him when he sends a mobile phone in the army. But I don't know exactly who you want to ask. ”

I also let out an "oh" and thought about calling this mobile number.

If it was Meng Tianlie's iron buddy, he should at least be informed of Meng Tianlie's death, right?

The phone did not go through, and the prompt tone was "not in the service area", which should be in a place where the signal is very poor or even non-existent.

I could only send him a message, thinking that he would reply when he saw it.

Meng Tianlie's matter came to an end, and I had the heart to look at the QQ news that had been piled up for a long time.

There are Li Xiaoyun who sent it, and there are also Huanhuan who sent it, among which Li Xiaoyun's news is the majority.

Li Xiaoyun was a little bit of a pet, saying that she was gentle now, and sent me a little tangled expression to sell cuteness to enhance her persuasiveness.

In other words, I may have the heart to chat with her, but today's Meng Tianlie's incident really made me very tired, so I simply sent the word "good" to the past, and I was so cold.

Huanhuan just asked me to play, and I simply excused myself and said that I had been busy recently, so let's do it another day.

Fu Longxing went back to the entertainment city, but I didn't.

I was so busy riding that I was dizzy, and I didn't think the amount of bleeding from the ruptured esophagus was a big problem, so I went to the doctor.

In fact, it was similar to what I thought, and after taking a film, it was indeed a rupture of the esophagus, and the amplitude was very slight.

The only thing to be aware of is that the food with bacteria runs down the rupture of the esophagus and causes a mediastinal infection.

The doctor told me that although it was a minor problem, if I did not fast, something might still happen.

That's what I know, and I haven't eaten since I was injured, and I only drank half a jug of high-strength spirits. Maybe it's because the ruptured wound is too small, and I don't feel much pain when I get there.

The point is, I can't step on a horse all the time without eating, right?

The doctor proposed two solutions, one was to perform thoracostomy and mediastinal drainage, and jejunostomy at the same time. The other is more simple and crude, I am in good condition and can do a thoracotomy to close the tear.

I heard that it is a minimally invasive surgery, with a small incision, light pain, fast recovery, a hospital stay as short as 6-8 hours to get out of bed, and a small amount of bleeding to almost nothing.

I felt sorry for my money, but I still felt that my life was important, so I chose to have minimally invasive surgery.

I didn't even give the anesthetic needle, so he tied me to death on the operating table, and the thief was very scary.

Luckily, the process was not painful, but I felt a slight tingling for a while, and I was told that the surgery was done smoothly.

But I'm really glad and scared, and my heart says that the damn person is too fragile.

It's also thanks to Meng Tianlie's broken hand, lame, and drunk that he can't use his strength, otherwise he will probably be drunk and beaten to death, then the fuck is the one who wants to cry without tears.

Then I was hospitalized, and I lay in the hospital bed thinking about the disorganized things, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up the next day, the medical staff told me that the recovery had been successful, and I had to pay a lot of money for medical treatment, and I could only comfort myself that I was ruined.

After making sure that I could eat normally, I felt that the five pieces of xiao long bao in the breakfast shop were so delicious, and I couldn't get enough of the bowl of porridge.

While I was eating, the screen of my phone on the table suddenly lit up.

That's the message Fu Longxing sent me: When to do Duan Feihu, just say it.

Damn, awesome!

"Thank you, Brother Long. I sent him this message, and a cold smile appeared on my lips.

Fu Longxing can drag Hong Qing alone, and he can't kill Duan Feihu?!