After Mu Qi waited until Zong Wei left, he was alone in the room and walked around. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The apartment that Zong Wei rented for Mu Qizhong was not very luxurious, it was just an ordinary decoration level, and the house looked like an ordinary old house, which should have been cleaned by Zong Wei a few days ago and looked very clean.

Mu Qizhong looked at the bedroom where he was going to rest in the future, then went to the study, and then went to the bathroom and kitchen. After a circle, Mu Qizhong finally became much more familiar with the place where he would live in the future.

Lieutenant General Mu Qi bought two large boxes of daily necessities for him, divided them into categories, put them in each room, and took out his treasure from a trolley box.

These are some of the notes he took when he was serving his sentence in Hongshui Prison in the past few years, including twenty or thirty copies, and some of them are newspaper clippings of the economic category that he thinks are very connotative.

Putting the notes and newspapers into the study, Mu Qizhong looked at the empty living room, picked up the money that Zong Wei had left him and walked out of the room.

After going downstairs, Mu Qizhong walked around the building where he lived, for fear that he would not find a home when he returned.

Out of the community where the apartment is located, Mu Qizhong kept walking east, planning to buy something near the community where he lives.

In a grocery store not far from the community, Mou Qi found what he wanted to buy.

Two sheets of white paper, a large brush, a bottle of black ink, and a roll of tape.

Taking these things back to the apartment where he lived, Mou Qi wrote a couplet of poems: "Life can be more than a hundred years, why not be crazy and youthful."

This is the true feeling in Mu Qizhong's heart during this time.

Sticking the paper of the written poems on the wall of the living room with duct paper, Mu Qizhong felt that the living room looked much more comfortable.

After being busy for a while, Mu Qizhong felt a little tired, so he went back to his bedroom, planning to get a good night's sleep.

didn't wait for Mu Qi to wake up, in a daze, Mu Qi felt that someone was calling him. When I opened my glasses, I found that my sister-in-law, Zong Wei, was standing by the bed.

"Get up and eat," Zong Wei said to the sleepy Mu Qi.

Hearing Zong Wei shouting to eat by himself, Mu Qizhong felt that his stomach was growling with hunger.

Mu Qizhong got up with his stomach and asked Zong Wei:

"What time is it?"

"It's half past one," Zong Wei looked at his watch and said.

"What, I've been asleep for over four hours?" Mou Qi said in disbelief.

"Slept for so long, didn't you rest last night?" asked Zong Wei.

"It's okay, I was a little excited to go in and get out of prison last night, and I didn't sleep well," Mou Qizhong said.

Since Mu Qizhong was imprisoned, he hasn't had a good rest for a long time. Now after being released from prison, Mu Qizhong feels how happy he is to be able to sleep peacefully.

Out of the room, Mu Qi found that there were already many meals prepared by Zong Wei on the dining table.

Mu Qizhong went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and then sat down at the dining table.

After Zong Wei brought the last dish to the table and she sat down herself, the two began to eat.

Zong Wei ate for a while and found that Mu Qizhong had finished eating, and she had only eaten half of her own meal.

"Why are you eating so fast now?" asked Zong Wei with some curiosity.

Mu Qizhong drank tea next to him and explained: "The food supply in the prison has a time limit, and I often don't have enough to eat, and I am hungry. Later, in order not to go hungry, I exercised my eating speed, and then I ate faster and faster, and slowly developed this habit."

Listening to Mu Qizhong's words, Zong Wei didn't laugh, she had the urge to cry. Looking at Mu Qizhong's graying hair, Zong Wei suddenly felt some sympathy for the old man.

In order to change the topic, and in order for Mou Qizhong to no longer recall life in Hongshui Prison, Zong Wei asked:

"By the way, Mr. Mu, what are your plans for your itinerary later?"

Although Mu Qizhong is Zong Wei's brother-in-law, Zong Wei has been Mu Qizhong's secretary for more than ten years, and he has long been accustomed to calling Mu Qizhong and Mr. Mou.

"Book me two tickets to Qianzhou," Mu Zhong thought for a while and said.

"What are you doing in Qianzhou?" asked Zong Wei with some curiosity.

"I've been serving my sentence for the past few years, and I haven't been able to incense and sweep the grave of my parents, but now that I'm out, it's time to go to the pillar incense," Mu Qizhong sighed and said with some guilt.

"Okay, I'll go tomorrow to see, when is the right time" Zong Wei said: "It's just that we have to go to the local police station first and go through some relevant procedures."

Mu Qizhong nodded, indicating that he knew.

The next day, Mou Qizhong went to the police station to go through the relevant procedures, and the police station told him that his new ID card would not come out until a month later.

"Let's drive to Qianzhou by ourselves first, we can't buy air tickets for the time being," Zong Wei said.

At that time, the ID cards implemented in the country were all a generation of ID cards, and there were not many ID cards used when they went out to do errands, but ID cards were required to buy air tickets.

On the same day, Zong Wei accompanied Mu Qizhong and bought a lot of things needed to sweep the tomb.

The next morning, Zong Wei drove his Jetta sedan and went to Qianzhou City with Mu Qizhong.

Qianzhou City is located in a state-level municipality, a mountain city. It is located in the east of the Sichuan-Shu Basin, adjacent to the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River, and is the eastern gateway of the Sichuan-Shu region.

Mu Qizhong and the two drove all the way from Hanshui City to Qianzhou, because only Zong Wei could drive, Mu Qizhong did not have a driver's license, so he stopped in the service area to rest halfway. By the time we arrived in Qianzhou City, it had already taken more than eight hours.

When they arrived in Qianzhou, it was almost night, and the two planned to find a hotel to rest well.

The next day, when Zong Wei got up and went to Mu Qizhong's room to look for him, he found that Mu Qizhong's room was not closed.

Walking into the room, Zong Wei found that Mu Qizhong had already gotten up and was standing on the balcony looking outside.

Zong Wei walked over, now next to Mu Qizhong, looked into the distance, and found that the rushing Yangtze River in front of him passed through the city and stretched into the distance.

"While I was in prison, the Three Gorges Dam was built. Now, my hometown is at the bottom of the Yangtze River in front of me, somewhere more than 30 meters away.

Unexpectedly, I also became one of the millions of Three Gorges immigrants," Mou Qizhong suddenly laughed at himself.

Zong Wei listened to Mu Qizhong's slightly relaxed words, but he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and he didn't know how to comfort this old man who had always shown himself as a strong man before.

"Let's go, go to my mother's grave," after a while, Mu Qizhong said to Zong Wei next to him.

Mu Qizhong's mother's cemetery was a barren mountain he bought when he was rich.

At the foot of the mountain, Mu Qizhong met a few neighbors, and when he learned that he was coming back to sweep the tomb, he was afraid that he was not prepared, so he specially brought liquor and firecrackers from home.

When Mu Qizhong met the neighbors, he also changed his previous Mandarin style and spoke dialects with the villagers.