There's another piece of information that needs to be revealed here. Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info Wu Chu He is not surnamed Wu, his surname is Ying, Ying Wu Chu. After his son was born, he pretended to be modest and said that he would rely on this little bit of his life, and the wind was the wind, but no matter how good the wind was, he didn't want rain at all, and finally gave birth to a son, and it wouldn't be any better, it should be useless, so he gave his son the name Ying Wu Chu.

But he is not really willing, and he is more interested in the name he has chosen: even if he is useless, it is given to me by God, isn't it? So Ying Wu Chu's nickname was called Tianci. Many people call him Ying Tianci, and some people call him Director Ying, but there are still many people who think he should be Director Wu.

- Complicated, even the name and surname of the official are complicated.

To sort out these relationships, let's go to the "Murder Cave" volume in "Love Boat Story".

As for Yan Shun, he is not surnamed Yan, but surnamed Xu, Xu Yanshun, a famous person, who has been prosperous in Longwang Town for a long time, is Accountant Xu.

From early morning to dusk, that is, Jian Luo and Ma Xihao walked along the river for twenty miles, and when they arrived at the corner of the most beautiful bend of this small river, they stopped to play fishing and play in the water, until the big stone the size of the sea bowl "passed" During this period of time, something big happened to Jian Luo's hometown Jian Luoqiao Brigade.

This major event was caused by Wu Chu and Yan Shun with a group of people.

The horse muttered there, and it was one stone that stirred up a thousand waves. At the same time, Yan Shun had just put 78,910 yuan into his leather briefcase, and the zipper "exhaled", as if he had a long breath, and as if he had tasted it as he wished, he was finally full, and his big mouth, which had been open for almost a whole day, finally closed with satisfaction.

Yan Shun wiped the hand that took the money on the stock, waved it back, and roared: "Go back!" ”

So, a group of people with three black and white televisions, drove an old sow, a litter of piglets, a few fat pigs, five sheep, two cows, and all kinds of valuable objects, the shape of cesium, the back of the pick, the back of the pick, the push of the push, like a ragtag army that won the battle, Mingjin withdrew.

It was still Wu Chu who pushed the broken bicycle step by step, and Yan Shun rode a motorcycle to follow slowly, along the small rural road like an old cow's tendon on Jianluo Bridge - they went back to the town.

The sun slanted, and the sun was like a broom, aiming at them in the back.

The motorcycle is like a glamorous Xu Yanshun, which is particularly amusing and shiny. Spit! Spit! Spit! It widened its eyes and kicked up the dust one by one, and it also landed some of its upper body, and even its rivals were not clean.

2★.

Jian Luo picked up the last tile, raised his right arm, and shoveled it out.

The tile "rubbed" on the water surface jumped dozens of hundreds, hundreds of times, jumped high and far, jumped faster and faster, looked at it and jumped across the river, to the opposite bank, and suddenly a very high jump, on the opposite bank, another jump, two jumps, three jumps, into the grass, out of sight.

As soon as the last tile brought from Jian Luo Bridge was thrown away, Jian Luo straightened his waist, like a bamboo shoot jointing, like a sunflower with his face up, and immediately had hardness, fulcrum, and texture. He crossed his hands on his hips and looked at the tile, as if he was bidding farewell to the back of an old classmate, reluctant to be nostalgic.

The horse saw that the phoenix's eyes were round, the cherry mouth was round, the deer was showing, and the slender waist snake was slender, and when he turned around, he hugged Jian Luo and chirped like a zebra: "Luo Luo, my Luo Luo, I love you to death, I just want to see you like this, my Luo Luo!" ”

She is so frank, maybe it's her true temperament that can learn the cooking skills of Uncle Ma's immortals who want to come down to eat there.

Ma Si Tu is a master of shoveling the Wanderer, and Jian Luo is the master of the master, and he teaches Ma Tu Tu hand in hand.

Surrounded by the blazing true feelings, Jian Luo thought higher and farther, calmly beyond what was in front of him, he understood: even if he has the ability, the world is so big, how much can he shovel out if he drives full horsepower? Clever talents, no matter how many they are, are not enough.

When the mind is on the road, no one can close it, this is a man!

Before the age of marriage has arrived, it has not yet matured? A person who thinks like this, even if he is 100 years old, has not grown up yet.

Although they came to be engaged, Jian Luo still came with obsession. Attachment is a kind of spiritual realm, it is difficult to enter, but it takes chance to get out of attachment. And the next realm out of the obsession realm is very uncertain, there are many options, only after the real pass, you will know where it is.

Jian Luo pulled her to the boulder and sat down, put her head in front of her chest, pulled her hair together, and whispered into her ear: "Did I say that at the beginning, when a stone of fate was put into the river of life, large and small, more or less, there was always a pot of laughter, a ...... of laughter?"

3★.

"yes, I remember." She exhaled like an orchid in his arms, "You said that whoever falls like a stone in the torrent of life, there will always be a ripple like a laughing nest to greet them, but before the ripples dissipate, they will soon sink or go with the flow." Under the impact of the current, it will eventually become smooth, more and more smooth......"

"Yes, we're talking about stones, and we're talking about people."

"You also say that people are really like the stones that have been thrown, and once they fly, what can they change?"

"That's what I said in the past, and I suddenly figured it out today, like is like, like doesn't mean yes."

"Not equally! Everyone knows this, but few people think about it and use it. ”

Not equal! Things are, people are not. People are active, like things but not things, things have different aspirations, like people and not people. Understand what you don't like, and cultivate all mysteries.

When you truly understand that people are like stones and tiles, you are stepping into the realm of human nature and material nature in your state of mind, communicating with material nature, and calmly together, and you have entered the avenue of making the best use of things and making the best use of material resources.

When Jian Luo understood that "people are not stones, not tiles", the cultivation of the state of mind ascended to another world, that is, the realm of 'having a master'. First dominate yourself, and then dominate things, with the Lord, in order to make the predicate form of the backbone of the backbone, and it is possible to gather sand into a tower and accumulate water into an abyss. This realm is also the realm of leaders.

Jian Luo's state of mind stepped into the realm of leaders, and he immediately felt a little different.

Instead of being proud, he was terrified.

The proportion of him to the leader is like comparing the paper with the landscape. He also realized more deeply how difficult it is to control the extremely heavy.

He of the Chen family is several years younger than him, how can he do it? With his bullet wooden flat pole? With that big yellow eel?

Could it be that it is necessary to have a good relationship with Wu Chuyan Shun, an official, to help understand the true meaning of the leader's state of mind?

The sensitivity of women is not trivial, Ma Xiaoxiao doesn't know what is in his heart, but he can be sure that he is no longer the same boy as yesterday. She had a gut feeling that something had to be done to match his changes.

4★.

So, the horse grunted, drilled his head into his arms, put one ear to Jian Luo's chest, and closed her eyes.

Jian Luo looked at Tiance, the sunset was like a scar that was fading, getting lighter and fainter. Red and swollen scars, in a person who is physically and mentally healthy, will heal faster and faster.

The night cesium has slowly closed like a horse's whiskering eyelashes.

Facing the flowing water and the beautiful woman, Jian Luo felt that the swollen pimple in his heart was gradually calming down. Running water can always wash away many kinds of stains.

No matter what kind of heart is in the chest, whether it is annoying or sad, as long as the heart has a long flow of living water, the heartache will not last long......

The horse in his arms moved again: "Every time I lean on you like this, I can always hear your heart." Your heart is beating your heart, but it's beating differently, it's your heart like a tile that jumps on the surface of your chest, jumps, jumps, sometimes it jumps out of you, jumps out of the restraints of your body, and flies around you. That is, you can put your heart out of the body like this. ”

"Hey, you're good at talking, too. From you, Jian Luo can be regarded as a haircut, everyone has their own poems and songs, but the signals they express are not the same. Each has its own strength, and as long as someone understands it, no one can have the beauty of others. ”

This is the strength of the people who can only be seen when they reach the state of mind of the leader.

People have strengths and beauty, all have desirable, and they can be used, and there is no unusable talent in the world, so it depends on whether they can lead it.

Ma muttered: "What kind of beauty you will encounter depends on fate." How many points of intersection also depends on the depth of fate. Lolo, I hear your heart again, and they are saying to me, oh, how does he speak so familiarly, I seem to have heard it before. ”

What will sound familiar?

I've heard it, but I haven't said it yet, it's close to the sake, young men and women, how can you not think of it, home!

Home is like never before and is about to own! Home is where you and I am. It's the same place we thought of. It's not the one that was pieced together on that piece of paper.

5★.

"Huh, you said you heard it, what is that?" Jian Luo lowered his head and looked at the horse with pity.

Ma Tum raised his head and focused on Jian Luo's eyes. There is light and brilliance in the four eyes, like two pairs of clear springs that reflect each other: "Your heart, it is firm and powerful, word by word, like reciting a poem, it says: I think life is too small and the society is big, the true meaning of life is not to sit on the top floor and watch people's heads blister boiling in the street, not to lie at the bottom of the river and let the river flow through the chest to understand the mission of the river to dilute the bitterness of the sea, pick up dung and hold a hoe and try your best to fiddle with life is life." If you survive, you will work hard and do it well, which is the true meaning. Only those who love labor are noble, and only those who love labor are those who have reached the lofty realm......"

"Hey, you are really good at persuading people, and you know that I have a barrier in my heart, so you use my words to persuade me."

"I know that you are very good at thinking openly, you don't need to be persuaded by others, what you have said yourself is the best at consoling yourself, I just need to remember what you said and repeat it when you need it."

If you want to talk about a confidant, it is hard to find in a hundred lifetimes, but the person who has been in the nearest place is always in the nearest place.

"With such a good body as you, what else can't you think of?" He picked her up and spun around the stone, and the horse's arms danced for a while before he covered his mouth: "Poor mouth! She shouted.

Jian Luo kissed her hard in the palm of her hand.

The sound rolled over the elm tree, through the cypress forest, over the cotton soil on the roadside, and against the hill, and made a crisp echo on both sides of the river.

Ma shy retracted his hand, and Jian Luo couldn't help laughing. Seeing that he was laughing happily, Ma Tu unconsciously laughed.

They were not in a hurry to go back, the pearls in the small river at night, the lights and water shadows, picturesque, was the beauty they didn't want to miss.

Staying by the river for a day, it is impossible to just shovel the wandering and talking, they also fish, and go down to the river to touch the river mussels, but the fish are released, and the river mussels are used to catch water and throw them back.