It stands to reason that Liu Feiyang has been busy all day, and he didn't have a good rest last night, he should be asleep like the second child next to him, but now he has insomnia, looking at the ceiling with two eyes like light bulbs, wondering what kind of place Tibet is? He has seen it on TV, and heard that it is a place that people have to go to once in their lives.

There are thousands of years of mysterious ancient temples, there is a blue sky, and there are thousands of miles of blue meadows.

He had seen a special report on TV, about the sky burial, which was said to be the highest level of funeral, and there were no details of vultures gnawing at the corpse in the picture, but he filmed the magnificent scene of hundreds of vultures gathering together, he didn't pay attention to what would become of the corpse under the vulture's beak, and he didn't have the leisure and elegance of a literati to lament life.

But at the end of the TV, the man held an unknown thing and smashed the skull to death, which made Liu Feiyang unforgettable, and the last sentence: In this life, dust will return to dust.

Liu Feiyang turned over, lying on the kang, putting his hands under his chin and looking at the ground.

He tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

When someone says 10,000 words, he may not take it to heart, and if he says a word safely, he will remember it for a lifetime. I silently calculated in my heart how far away from Tibet was and how I could accomplish the goal of Enron.

Of course, Enron's goal is his goal.

The second child next to him said two words in his dreams from time to time, his mouth was full of nonsense, and he couldn't hear anything clearly, and now Liu Feiyang is worried about the problem of the second child, if calculated according to age, the second child should be the age of going to school, he doesn't understand the big truth, but he understands a loud slogan: knowledge changes fate.

It is unrealistic to send the second child to school, this child is used to being wild, and he is also the master of skipping school and skipping classes at school, and he has personality problems that cannot be cultivated the day after tomorrow. In the countryside, the second child can carry a pickaxe and farm the land behind his buttocks, and he is angry because the land is too hard to plan, and then there is a quarrel with the people in the village.

Left and right, looking up and not looking down, never escalated the situation very seriously.

The city is different, for this small county town, the two are strangers, there is no black soil that has been dug for many years, and there is no neighbor who has been emotionally attached for several generations.

The woman in Liu Feiyang's memory of the female village is illiterate, but she often talks about the loss as a blessing.

He understands this truth, but it is a bit erratic for the second child.

The second child, who is a raw melon egg, can do it with the three tigers who are carrying five/consecutive hair behind him, which means that he is not the master of stopping, if he goes out to work, he can't stand the anger and can't lower his head, which is also a problem.

The navy blue autumn coat he was wearing, the kang was burning very hot, and the body in the quilt was already sweating, he didn't lift the quilt, he was afraid of catching a cold, and it would cost money to take injections and medicines, so he could only raise his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, turn over, and stare at the ceiling with his bulb-like eyes.

Three days have passed, the third day of the Lunar New Year.

The second child often goes to the East House, Mei said that his name is to talk to An Ran's mother, in essence, this calf can't do without TV, just listen to the sound, and take the opportunity to look at the eyes is also refreshing, Liu Feiyang is embarrassed to go over, it's not pretentious, he can't help but put his eyes on others when he sees An Ran, and can't extricate himself, after a few embarrassments, he also learned to be obedient, and secretly watched.

In today's society, it may be said that material achieves love, and material defeats love.

At that time, there were not so many words, Liu Feiyang thought very simply, if you want to marry An Ran, you must at least take her to Tibet, right?

When he came out of the village, he brought a photo of his parents, and he didn't have to rush to get the tobacco leaves he bought, so he bought two boxes of big front doors, he couldn't get used to smoking this kind of thing, he was bored, soft like a sponge, and he pulled the filter down a few times, and found that the remaining cigarette butts were too long, and his heart was dripping blood when he saw it, and now he had to let it go.

He can't sit still on the kang, he has been with the land all the year round, he is not steadfast in his heart without land, and now he can't find a livelihood and is even more unsteady.

Push the door and walk out, stand at the door of the East House and shout inside.

"Second child, I'll go out to the county for a walk, will you go?"

"Go ahead, I'll talk to my aunt..."

The calf lay on the kang head and replied righteously, An Ran's mother seemed to have taken him as her own child, no matter what.

"Little brute with a wolf's heart and dog lungs" Liu Feiyang muttered to himself, and through the door glass, he saw An Ran sitting on the kang tip, not watching TV, holding a copy of "How Steel is Made" in his hand and reading it, his eyebrows and eyes were so quiet.

He had read two pages and knew all the words, but he really didn't dare to compliment the awkward name of "Paul Kochakin", couldn't read it, and had no sense of substitution.

"You stay well, don't make the eldest lady angry," he instructed again.

The eyes deliberately glanced at An Ran, who was still like that, looking at the book meticulously.

Pushing open the door, there is a world of ice and snow outside, there has been no wind these days, the world is peaceful under the snow, and when he walked into the alley, he couldn't help but think of Qian Liang, who claimed to be his daughter-in-law that day, Liu Feiyang envied his 28 bicycle, and also envied that he could work in the silver mine, but he was not jealous.

There are also two kinds of people in the village who eat meat during the New Year and kill pigs during the New Year, and it is not uncommon for the outside world to be divided into three, six, nine and so on.

Qian Liang has been dragged all over the world by his father to pay New Year's greetings in the past few days, and he is anxious, thinking day and night about whether the eight lambs who live in An Ran's house can plot against An Ran, he has a toothache on fire, and there is a blood blister the size of a red bean grain in his side of his mouth, but he can't do without half a step under his father's obscenity. I can only do it in a hurry.

Liu Feiyang walked out of the alley and walked onto the main road of the county, and the middle of the road has been cleared and piled up on the side of the road, and some have been made into snowmen, painted with smiling faces.

It's still a twenty-minute walk from the center of the county, and to put it bluntly, it hasn't left the radiated area of the mine's family room, and there are small individual shops on both sides of the street, all of which are not open.

There were few pedestrians on the street, and it was a little abrupt for him to walk on it alone, in addition to being desolate.

If you want to make a living, you have to go to the center of the county, where there are many people doing business and many restaurants.

"Whoosh..."

A black Santana 2,000 passed by Liu Feiyang.

There are not many cars in these years, except for the car that has to be squeezed on from the county to the city, there are private cars that are all celebrities on the rich side.

Liu Feiyang turned his head sideways to look at the car, and immediately froze in place.

He didn't know who was driving the car, and he didn't know who was in the car.

But he knew that it was a woman sitting in the back seat.

With bright red lips, a fair face, and heavy eye shadow, when passing by, he was looking out of the car window with a little melancholy, and his eyes were a little confused.