The corners of Xing Lie's mouth curled slightly, and he muttered: "This little woman actually went to the cloud to teach, probably during the summer vacation this year." ”

Then Xing Lie read a few more letters, the handwriting was still so immature, but the content was full of emotion. In fact, he receives many such letters every year, some call him uncle, some call him brother, and some even call him father like Wang Yanyun.

"Brother Lie!" the camel barked softly, his cold and emotionless eyes rarely showed a trace of warmth, obviously he had read these letters, "back then, you led us to lay a piece of the world, so that all the enemies prostrate under our feet, and also had money that we couldn't think of before." But you insist on donating all your money to those children who can't afford to go to school, I really don't want to be reconciled. It was all bought with the blood of the brothers, so why give it to those we don't know. But when I saw those children writing down their gratitude to us in their immature handwriting, that uncle, that father, and that thank you, it made me feel that it was worth it. ”

Xing Lie patted the camel's shoulder, then looked down at the rolling traffic under his feet, and said softly: "This society has made me cold-blooded and ruthless, but it has also made me see what is the most important thing. Because a truth that I know does not exist in this society. So, I don't run away from what I've become. I will still embrace it with all my enthusiasm, never miss the things and people I really need to care about, protect them at all costs, even if I am forced to kill people, if I have to do it, I will destroy the whole earth to find what belongs to me, and this thing is the responsibility, the responsibility of our generation. ”

The camel lowered his head and pondered for a while, he was a child, his parents died, he wandered everywhere, struggled at the bottom of society, had no culture, and he didn't seem to understand what Xing Lie said. But he regarded everything Xing Lie said as the truth, and pondered it carefully when he didn't understand it.

Xing Lie continued: "There are many choices in life, and I never think of myself as a good person, but when the grass and trees are in autumn, people live for a lifetime, and they always have to do something." Even if it can't last forever, it will be stinking for thousands of years. ”

Xing Lie's voice was still lingering in his ears, but the man had already stepped off the overpass, and the old crutch patted the camel's shoulder;

The camel looked at Lao Gui, "Lao Gui, do you understand what Brother Lie said?"

Lao Guan said: "Understood!"

The camel was very distressed and said, "I don't understand, you explain it to me!"

The old crutch said expressionlessly: "With your IQ, I explained, you still won't understand." "After that, take a step and go.

The camel hated who said that he was uneducated, and roared angrily: "Do you believe that I have lame your other leg?"

Lao Gui snorted coldly: "I'm too lazy to bother with you, do you think I'm really afraid of you!"

The two of them left noisily like children, and Xing Lie walked into the parking lot of the passenger station, then walked around and stood in front of a Poussin. After a long while, Xing Lie grinned silently, patted the body and said.

"Old man, it's been a long time, did you miss me!"

At this time, the camel and the old crutch came over, and the old crutch said, "Brother Lie, I often ask my brothers to come and wipe the car." ”

Xing Lie nodded, took out the key in his pocket to open the car door, and said softly: "Take care of your own affairs, you don't have to worry about the rest." ”

"But......" Lao Gui wanted to say something, Xing Lie got into the car, and with a bang, the sound of the car door closing interrupted Lao Gui's words, "It's nothing, since you are on the shore, don't mess around." ”

The camel and the old man had red circles in their eyes, and said in unison: "We are brothers!"

Xing Lie looked at them and said, "Just because we are brothers, you have to be good." "After saying that, start the car.

"That's right!" Xing Lie continued, "Old ghost, I asked you to prepare the coffin, not to let you do it yourself, but to hand over the things we have in our hands to the police uncle, and he can still use the coffin." ”

"Brother Lie, there is one more thing I almost forgot. The camel hurriedly shouted.

The car that had just turned out of the parking space stopped again: "What's the matter?"

The camel said: "Zheng Zhifu has an accident. ”

Xing Lie's eyes narrowed: "What can happen to him!"

Camel said: "I was shuanggui, it is said that it is corruption and style problems. ”

"Hah!" Xing Lie laughed, "Is he corrupt or has a problem with his style? ”

The camel said: "I also think there is a problem here, and the fat rat has been checking again." ”

Xing Lie asked, "When is it?"

The young man said, "I found out a week ago, but I found out four days ago, or when the fat rat informed me, I found out. At that time, I wanted to call you, and the fat rat said that he would tell you after the investigation was clear. ”

Xing Lie nodded: "I know!" After speaking, he slowly drove the car out of the parking lot, and as soon as he came out, the phone rang, and when he took it out, he saw that it was Xing Feng calling, and pressed the answer button, and there was some chaos inside.

"Where's it?" Xing Feng asked.

Xing Lie said: "It takes about an hour to get home. ”

Xing Feng said: "The other party is here, and he took 500,000 yuan, and he wants to be private." ”

Xing Lie closed his eyes, and after a while, he said calmly: "Wait for me to go back!"

"Okay!" Xing Feng hung up the phone.

It was a run-down, depressed town, with muddy and narrow streets and low, dilapidated stone houses on both sides. At this time, the whole town was baptized by a sudden rainstorm, the potholed roads were full of water, and every household turned off the lights, only the lights of a snack bar in the east of the town were still on, and the shops on both sides of the other streets had long been closed.

The broken sign in front of the snack department has been corroded by wind and rain so that it is impossible to see its original face, and the seats inside are covered with scars of age, and they are covered with oil stains, as if they have not been wiped in many years.

An old man in his sixties, full of gray hair, in good spirits, with a straight waist, dressed in a shabby military uniform, sat by the fire near the door, with a dry tobacco pouch in his mouth, his eyes wandering outside, and a mouthful of choking smoke crawled out of his mouth.

Old Stone is not a native of this town, but he has lived here for decades. Even an old man who is the same age as the old stone, I don't know where he came from or what his real name is.

The old stone glanced up at the quartz clock hanging on the wall, raised his foot and knocked the dry tobacco pouch, stood up and muttered, "I'm coming back soon." Slowly walking to the kitchen, he walked out with a pot of steaming noodles, then put it on the table, and then went to the stove, lit the dry tobacco pouch, and continued to smoke.