Chapter 235: Hurt Parting

The jungle was so dark and silent that you couldn't even hear the birds. Le Lang took a stick and plucked the grass in the forest to find ginseng, and Ah Huā and Shaya followed him closely.

Suddenly, Ah Huā bit the corner of Le Lang's clothes, and Le Lang turned his head to look at it and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Ah Huā pointed to the ground next to him with his tail, and Le Lang looked at the place where it pointed, isn't this just a ginseng, and couldn't help but mō its head and praised: "Ah Huā is awesome." Ah Huā listened, and twisted its thick waist desperately, and the farts were bumpy.

This mountain forest is close to Dayu Mountain, basically inaccessible, when the sixth plant ginseng, all are ginseng seedlings or just make a pit and put a seed down, in the end I don't know how much ginseng I planted, and I usually don't manage much, just let it be born and raised. Now if you want to pick a ginseng, you have to work hard to find it, what kind of thing is this?

The grass huts in the forest were built by the sixth man when he was going to dig ginseng, otherwise there would be nothing here, and it would be impossible for this person to be lazy to this extent.

The group originally said that they would stay on the mountain for a day, but it seemed impossible to see it, so they had to stay for another day and go down the mountain early tomorrow morning. There was no signal on the mobile phone in the mountains, but fortunately, Ah Cong used a satellite phone, and he called back one by one and said it, and then he was relieved. Otherwise, if you don't go home one night, no one in the family knows what will happen.

At night, Ah Huā hunted a deer, it was a small deer that had not yet grown horns, and now Le Lang finally knew that there were deer in this forest, and he used to be stupid to think that there were no wild things in this forest, but now it seems that there are many more wild things in this mountain forest than he imagined.

That night, they roasted venison and boiled fish soup, these fish were caught in the ditch where they washed things yesterday, the fish in the ditch were the size of a palm, and I don't know if I hadn't seen anyone, but they were just stupid.

Half of the roasted venison went into Ah Huā's stomach, after all, it was caught by someone, and the grilled fish was also eaten by it, this guy saw the delicious food and stayed there, and he didn't care if others liked it or not, so he rubbed Le Lang to ask for it, Le Lang really couldn't do it, and in the end, he didn't eat the grilled fish.

The next morning, everyone packed up early and prepared to go down the mountain, and Ah Huā sat in front of the thatched hut, his big head lying on the ground, looking pitiful.

Le Lang couldn't bear it, so he walked over to Ah Huā and said, "Come here." Then he walked deeper into the jungle, and when Ah Huā heard this, he hurriedly crawled over.

Taking Ah Huā to a remote corner to keep out the rain, Le Lang took out a few jars of fifty catties of banana wine from the Yu Ruyi space, patted open the sealing mud, kept the sealing paper, took out a few bamboos from the space and made the middle bamboo knots into a straw and inserted them on the wine jar, and only after making it did he patted Ah Huā's big head and said: "Don't run around, be careful of being caught by others and boiled into snake soup, do you know?" ”

Ah Huā listened, nodded his head again and again, his tail slapped the ground happily, and he didn't know if he could understand it, and Le Lang didn't care about it, put down the things and walked away.

Seeing Le Lang walk away, Ah Huā turned around and gently took a sip of banana wine, which was almost one-third of the fifty catties of wine. Feeling the smell of this long absence, he couldn't help but roll on the ground happily. The wine that Le Lang put by the lake in the past had already been drunk by it, if it hadn't listened to Le Lang and didn't run outside, it would have run to find him a long time ago.

The group walked quickly in the mountains and forests, and returned to Lelang at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and everyone did not stay at Lelang's house for long, so they hurried home. After staying in the mountains for two days, my body was not washed, and I was about to grow fleas. Ah Cong rested at Le Lang's house, and then went back, he didn't go home for two or three days, and he didn't know what Qiu Xue would think, and there were still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with in the company.

The first thing Shaya did when she came down the mountain was to rush into the bathroom to take a shower, and for her, not taking a shower for two days was simply unthinkable.

Lao Dao saw Le Lang come back and left, in the past two days he was very noisy by the little guy of San Lang, and in the evening he asked Uncle Ah Lang when he would come back and something like that, so that Lao Dao had two big heads.

After taking a bath and eating, Le Lang took Shaya and Saburo to the lake for a walk. A touch of sunset in the distance has not yet set, and the sky is dark blue and pink. Shaya is leaving the day after tomorrow, and her mood is heavy. Human things are like this, they are divided and combined.

The lake was breezy and a little cold, and there were a few waterfowl at the water's edge, foraging there, and the mischievous Saburo picked up a small stone and threw it at them, so startled that they flew high and flapped their wings and flew towards the nest next to them. San Lang saw it and laughed happily.

Shaya held Le Lang's hand tightly, I don't know if it was cold or what, and buried her head deep in his arms.

"Ah Lang, I don't want to leave you." Shaya looked up at Le Lang.

"Fool, you're still reading." Le Lang listened, nodded slightly, and said with a smile.

As soon as she heard about reading, Shaya couldn't help but feel a little discouraged, yes, she was still reading.

"Ah Lang, are you okay to come to the UK to see me?"

"Okay!"

"That's it."

"Hmm."

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The car was speeding on the road, the scenery outside the window was flying by, and Shaya was holding Le Lang tightly with both hands. Le Lang looked at Shaya, who was still a child, and was very helpless.

Today, Shaya is leaving, he is going to take her to the airport, but she is very depressed in the morning, maybe she is about to leave.

There are three sufferings in life; One is the hardship of life, people have to accept all kinds of hardships when they live, and sometimes they have to give up their dignity as a human being for three meals, so life is the most bitter; The second is sickness, if you are sick, you will not only have to huā money but also suffer, someone will take care of it, but no one will take care of it, which is called a miserable and depressed; The last parting is bitter, life is full of all kinds of helplessness, but I have to separate, so it is very bitter.

On the plane, Shaya silently leaned on Le Lang's shoulder, I don't know when she began to attach to each other, maybe it was the moment when her parents died, and she was rescued by him. Since then, she has regarded him as the only one in her life.

Shaya is leaving, she is going to Shanghai to take a flight to the UK, and he is going to accompany her to fly from Xiamen to Shanghai. Being in a foreign country, there are many inconveniences for a single girl, so he comes along.

In the waiting room, there was a rush for a flight to the UK, and Le Lang pulled Shaya's luggage and slowly went to the ticket gate.

She didn't want to leave, but she had to leave, and for Shaya, she hoped that this short journey would be a long century. She held Le Lang's hand, her body was almost hanging on his body, she didn't speak, and looked straight at Le Lang with a pair of blue moos, as if she wanted to remember him tightly.

Suddenly, Le Lang stopped, and there was a passage in front of him.

"Have a nice trip, call me if you have something." Le Lang gently patted Shaya's little hand and said to her softly.

"Well," Shaya replied, without speaking, walked over and pulled up her luggage, and walked slowly, her head down, her golden hair covering her eyes, and she couldn't see any emotion.

Suddenly, Sha Ya turned around and ran back quickly, hugged Le Lang's neck, and the warm fragrant chún covered Le Lang's mouth fiercely, Le Lang was a little stunned for a while, and he didn't know what to do, so he could only let Sha Ya stretch out the pink soft and wantonly wrap around his mouth.

Suddenly sobering up, Shaya had already left quickly with her luggage like a colorful butterfly, and said loudly to Le Lang before leaving: "You must come to England to see me, otherwise I will hate you." ”

Le Lang smiled helplessly, as if he had done something sorry for her. He lightly slapped his mouth, reminiscing about what he had just felt, but the momentary shock made him unable to react, and when he did, it was too late to recall. Bitter smile, except for a bitter smile, he didn't know how to express his emotions at the moment.

The ticket office and several beauties next to him had already looked at him from head to toe several times, and when they saw that such a guy dressed in garbage and ordinary appearance was favored by a blonde little beauty, they couldn't help gritting their teeth with hatred, and they all felt that this was a lump of cow dung inserted in Xianhuā. Some even wondered in their hearts if this dirty-looking guy had used some despicable and dirty means to take away the little sister's heart.

Le Lang felt that the atmosphere around him seemed to be a little strange, and when he looked to the side, he found that the beauties around him were looking at him with strange eyes, looking like "Heavenly Uncle has no eyes". I couldn't stand the eyes of these women, so I walked out in embarrassment.

When I came outside, I breathed a breath of fresh air, pinched my eyebrows, and thought: Bad fate, really bad fate. An old man who is almost thirty himself, there would be an eighteen-year-old girl who likes him, helpless, helpless, too helpless. Le Lang slapped his forehead with his hand, and after feeling a little sober, he walked in again and flew back in the plane.

Back in Xiamen, Lelang was not in a hurry to go back, but took a car to the old neighborhood, and Xiamen may only leave an impression on him on the side of the old street.

Looking at the Western-style buildings that are different from the customs of southern Fujian, he is very emotional, whenever he has something on his mind, he likes to walk quietly on the street alone, quietly, without restraint.

The old houses on the street smell of decay in the sea breeze. The streets are full of people, revealing a different kind of prosperity. People come and go, come and go, like flowing water. Walking slowly, I came to the beach. Quietly looking at the crowd screaming on the speedboat on the undulating waves in the distance, I had a lot of thoughts for a while.

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