At this time, Fang Ze, who was still thinking about how to fool Fan Qing at home, really didn't expect that Fan Qing, an older mature woman who opened a children's clothing store alone, actually had the identity of an online author.

Although she was just the kind that was not famous for playing tickets, she wrote about her intersection with Fang Ze and added some fantasy elements to it, and she didn't tell Fang Ze yet.

When it was Wednesday, Xiao Hei came over.

"Eh, why is there Lori at home again. After Xiao Hei came into Fang Ze's house, he saw a little jacaranda carrying a small schoolbag.

"That. As soon as Fang Ze wanted to answer, Xiao Hei waved his hand to signal Fang Ze not to say any more, "I know, friend's daughter, stay with you for a few days, right?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Fang Ze looked at Xiao Hei and nodded hurriedly, and then asked, "How did you know?"

"How do you think I know?" Xiao Hei asked Fang Ze ridiculously, "If you have such a little Lori who takes a friend's relative's family back to the upstairs where you live every once in a while, you probably will know." ”

"It's not that I'm more idle, so they like to leave their children in my care when they're busy. ”

"Come on, I think it's supposed to be you, a perverted dead lolicon, crying and shouting and asking someone to send the child over. Xiao Hei touched his chin and looked at Fang Ze and said, "Anyway, you like Lori so much, why don't you hurry up and have one with Lin Xiaoxin, it's not good to always borrow someone else's Lori." ”

"Lin Xiaoxin is still a year away from graduation. Fang Ze pouted and said, "In case someone still wants to go to graduate school, I can't let someone hold their child to study." ”

"That's the same, but Lin Xiaoxin is still a Lori herself, at least there are several years of shelf life, and it's enough for you to be a pervert... ”

"Ahem. Fang Ze saw that Xiao Hei was getting more and more speechless the more he talked, and quickly coughed to interrupt his speech, and then asked, "Let's go and find Lao Xi quickly, don't talk a little nonsense here." ”

"Yes, let's go. Xiao Hei waved his hand and asked Fang Ze and Xiao Hua to follow him downstairs, where a jeep had already stopped.

"Is it difficult to walk there in the old chicken farm, how did you change to a jeep?"

"The road is OK, I just want to drive a jeep. Xiao Hei pulled the car door, asked Fang Ze to pick up the little jacaranda into the car, and then said to Fang Ze, "But there are also many mountains near him, I see that if Lao Shi is in a good mood, let's go to the nearby mountains for a barbecue together." ”

After listening to Xiao Hei's words, Fang Ze looked at the back of the jeep, and sure enough, there were a lot of barbecue materials, and it was estimated that the barbecue grill or something was put in the back box.

"I envy you. Fang Ze leaned his head on the back chair and said, "Every day is to eat, drink, and play, which is simply the perfect life template in my dream." ”

"Come on. Xiao Hei said, "Everyone has their own difficulties, do you think it's easy for me to live?"

"What's not easy about you living?"

"I have to work hard every day to find something I haven't played, every day I have to think about how to pass the boring life, smile and live strongly, is it easy for me?"

"I, I. Fang Ze looked at Xiao Hei speechlessly, and then slapped Xiao Hei on the head, "Why don't you die." ”

Xiao Hei drove the three of them all the way through the suburbs and came to a rural intersection.

"The old chicken farm is here. Fang Ze looked through the window at the occasional dilapidated bungalow, and then said, "It looks a little too dilapidated here." ”

"In the past, people in the countryside didn't go to the big cities now, so there are basically no people here. The most crowded place here is the chicken farm where Lao Boil, and the people hired by Lao Boiled are all old people who are unwilling to leave, and it is estimated that if it weren't for these old people, he would have closed the chicken farm and left. ”

As the two spoke, they soon turned past a bunch of low bungalows, many of which had dusty doors, and it was evident that no one had returned for a long time.

"People here have gone to the city to beg for a living, and I don't know if those old people can get used to it. Fang Ze said with emotion.

"If you're used to living or not, you have to adapt to it. After all, the wheels of history turn, and those who can't keep up will be crushed into slag. All human nostalgia for the past is born out of hypocrisy about the fear of the future. Xiao Hei sarcastically said mercilessly.

"I didn't expect you to say such philosophical things. ”

"What is hypocrisy, this is called a fact. ”

The three of them continued on their way and walked through an intersection, when suddenly three people and a car appeared in front of them.

In front of the car was an old man dressed in old-fashioned worker's blue clothes and two young men, a man and a woman.

"That old man seems to be a man from the old chicken farm, I've seen it. Xiao Hei pointed to the old man in front of him and said, "But I don't know the two young people next to him." ”

Fang Ze was also a little bored because of the long drive, so he turned on Athena's Vision.

The old man Fang Ze didn't know him, but the man and the woman Fang Ze were very familiar.

Isn't this the last time I met at the gate of Sicheng's private villa the couple who wanted to go up the mountain in the name of an interview, it is said that they are still intern reporters from Lin Xiaoxin's school.

And I don't know what the three of them are doing, but looking at the expression, the old man seems to be very excited, and he is arguing fiercely with the couple of men and women.

So Fang Ze said to Xiao Hei, "The car drove over, I know the man and woman, they should be embarrassed by the old man." ”

"Okay, I'll go over and see what's going on. ”

Blackie's jeep leaned over, and he could finally hear what the three men were saying.

"Old man, look at the camera, can you say a few words about the criticism of the dilapidated scene in the countryside now. ”

"Criticism, why criticism. "This old man is a standard peasant-like man, with wrinkles on his face and dark skin, and he can tell at a glance that he is a person who has suffered before.

"This is where you once were, and how prosperous it used to be. The female intern reporter said to the old man, "You see that you have become so dilapidated, can you not feel heartache?"

"No heartache, the old man shook his head decisively. ”

Forehead.

The two intern reporters were stunned.

This old man doesn't play cards according to the routine.

So the female intern reporter then asked, "Why don't you feel heartache, this is your home, look at it, now there are only you old people left, not even a young person." ”

"The babies have gone to work and live in the city, the city is good, and it's a good thing that the babies can stand there. What a heartache I have. ”