Wang Peng would habitually touch his head as long as he felt embarrassed, and when he heard Pan Guangnian ask him like this, he naturally raised his hand again and touched his head and replied: "Township Chief Chen has asked me to be a cadre of Bao Village in Shiquan Village, specifically to solve the contradiction between Shiquan and Changfeng Pharmaceutical." I will definitely do a good job in this work, not only to keep Shiquan people away from pollution, but also to let them get out of trouble and become rich! ”

Pan Guangnian smiled and said, "Okay! Napoleon once said - a soldier who does not want to be a marshal is not a good soldier, it is not easy for you to be at a young age to cherish the villagers and look at pollution from the overall situation! When I arrive in Ningcheng, if you encounter any problems at work that cannot be solved, you are welcome to come to me at any time. ”

"Hey!" When Wang Peng heard this, he immediately nodded his head in agreement, which immediately caused Pan Guangnian and the other three to laugh for a while.

Thinking that Wang Peng was about to go to work in the township and that he was no longer suitable to appear in court as a representative of the villagers of Shiquan Village, on the way back to Ningcheng from Tianshui, Zhang Donghai said to Wang Peng: "You have to go to the township on Monday to report for duty, and take advantage of the fact that there is still one day left tomorrow to find another person in the village who can speak well and participate in the follow-up trial of the case instead of you." ”

After drinking some wine and passing through the bumps of the car, Wang Peng, who was already drowsy, immediately fell asleep when he heard this. "I can find someone who can speak well, but the problem is that it is a bit difficult for this person to understand all the ins and outs in a short period of time, and to know a little about environmental protection regulations." He sat up straight in worry.

Zhang Donghai shook his head while driving, "It's not so serious." He glanced at Wang Peng, "I'm not a lawyer, I'll deal with legal issues, as long as the villager representatives can calmly state the facts." I let you know so much before, just to take this opportunity to let you learn more, anyway, you are still young, and it doesn't hurt to learn more. ”

Wang Peng was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "I didn't expect Dongzi to not only help our village hire a barrister, but also help me hire a teacher!" He further ridiculed Zhang Donghai, "Lawyer Zhang, you have lost a bit of your business this time. ”

"You kid, you're going to be happy with me!" Zhang Donghai laughed.

Returning to Ningcheng that night, Wang Peng stayed in Dongzi's bunker, preparing to return to Shiquan early the next morning to bring Tian Guangqiang to see Zhang Donghai, so that he could take over to participate in the trial.

It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening, and the bunkers located at the junction of the suburbs of the city were faintly shining through the window openings, and the drums of the drum kit spread under the empty canopy. Wang Peng stood ten meters away from the bunker and closed his eyes to listen, it was Dongzi's usual favorite song, accompanied by his slightly hoarse voice, although there was less Lin Zixiang's vicissitudes, but it also sounded quite percussive. Wang Peng grew up in the countryside since he was a child, and if you let him go up to the tree to dig a bird's nest and go down to the river to fish and shrimp, his legs will never tremble, but if you want him to sing a song, it will definitely kill him. Although he can't sing (it turns out that no one teaches him in the countryside, and he doesn't have the time and courage to sing when he enters the city), it does not prevent him from appreciating other people's singing, especially Dongzi, a music enthusiast, who has made Wang Peng know a lot of songs and the names of many singers during his time together.

After Dongzi finished singing, Wang Peng walked into the bunker, and the voice came: "Dongzi! ”

"Hey, why did you come here at this point?" Dongzi raised his hand and looked at the table below.

"Lawyer Zhang and I just came back from Tianshui, it's too late, let's sleep here for one night." Wang Peng threw himself on the bed and answered Dongzi on all fours.

Dongzi took a soft cloth and carefully wiped his musical instrument, and asked without raising his head, "Go to Tianshui?" Something to do with the case? ”

Wang Peng held his tired eyes and told Dongzi everything, and when he finished speaking, he found that Dongzi had already put the instruments into the box one by one. On closer inspection, not only the musical instruments were put away, but everything in the bunker was put away in cardboard boxes of all sizes, except for the bed under him.

"What's going on, you're moving?" Wang Peng asked in surprise, drowsy and woke up again, "Why haven't I heard you mention it all this time?" ”

Dongzi put all the musical instruments up, walked up to Wang Peng and sat down and said, "You have been busy lately, how can I have a chance to tell you." ”

Wang Peng was a little anxious and pushed Dongzi: "Say, what is this for?" ”

Dongzi picked up a leather band next to the bed and tied the long hair on both sides behind her head, revealing her fair and thin face. He ignored Wang Peng's anxious attitude, slowly lit a cigarette, propped up on the bed with one hand, raised his head and spit out a few smoke rings, and then said leisurely: "A piece of land here has been requisitioned, saying that it is to build an office building." ”

Wang Peng's eyes widened and asked, "You mean someone drove you away?" ”

Dongzi nodded and smiled: "I have lived for a few years, and it is the first time I know that this place belongs to White Horse Township." I wondered, why no one ever came to chase me?! ”

This question used to be used by the two of them to talk and laugh, and it was often estimated that this was a three-way area, so no one cared how long he lived. "If you look at it that way, it's not like there's no owner here." Wang Peng couldn't help but tease him, "Be careful that they want you to pay rent, otherwise you will be deducted." ”

"Come on!" Dongzi propped himself up and sat up on the edge of the bed, flicking the cigarette ash, "Don't look at the vegetables planted around here, under my long-term music influence, they are not only big but also smart, which is not at all comparable to things in ordinary crops!" ”

"You!" Wang Peng pointed at Dongzi and couldn't help laughing, but Dongzi still looked serious, "From this point of view, before you leave, you should go to Baima Township to find the owners of a few surrounding fields and see if they pay you technical service fees?" ”

"I'm a very generous person, after deducting the rent of the past few years, the excess will be counted." Dongzi stood up solemnly, threw away the cigarette butt and went to tidy up his things.

Wang Peng laughed and walked to help him, the two of them rummaged through the picks, laughing and tidying up, and Wang Peng's troubles were temporarily put aside.

"Hey," Dongzi suddenly hit Wang Peng with his arm, "Do you still want these things?" ”

Wang Peng put down the few books in his hand and turned his head to look, "What?" He glanced at the wooden box in front of Dongzi, and his heart immediately overflowed with a panic that he couldn't suppress. He slowly reached in and pulled out a picture frame, and Qian Peipei's clear, clean smile met his eyes for the first time in more than three years.

Dongzi raised his hand and patted Wang Peng's shoulder, "Otherwise, I'll help you deal with it, right?" ”

Wang Peng threw the photo frame into the wooden box, turned his face to Dongzi and said, "Help me carry it out and burn it together." ”

The boxes are not very heavy, and there are not many things inside, but each of them bears the stamp of Qian Pepe. Wang Peng watched the flames jump, Qian Peipei's short-haired face also danced with it, he clearly remembered the eve of her disappearance three and a half years ago, in her place called a hair salon that was actually a place to sell spring, she sat on the ground in the corner of the wall in a disheveled and bruised body, smoking a cigarette, and then answered his concern with an indifferent attitude: "It's okay." Some guests like to play some tricks, and they just start with a little heavier. Fortunately, such guests are generally generous with their money. Her voice was flirtatious, and there was a hint of cynicism on her face, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her, someone else's lace news.

Wang Peng remembered that he looked at Qian Peipei in disbelief, "Guest? Are you telling me that you're back to your old job? ”

Qian Peipei chuckled lightly, put his hand on Wang Peng's shoulder, and said contemptuously, "I haven't put it down, where did I get to do it again?" Wang Peng, do you really think that I can support my life by helping your brother and them practice stalls? Don't be naïve! She raised her hand and patted Wang Peng's face lightly twice, "It's good to play emotional games with chicks like you occasionally, but you can't use it as a meal." Little brother, my sister feels bored playing and doesn't want to play with you anymore! ”

Even at this moment, Wang Peng could clearly feel that his body was trembling, and to this day he still didn't know the truth of Qian Peipei's words, but every word she said was like a needle stabbing him, sparing no effort to stab him.

Wang Peng's hands were clenched desperately as they were that night, and because of excessive force, there was a hot swelling pain in the knuckles. He still remembered that at the moment when he turned around and walked to the door, Qian Peipei quickly stopped in front of him, and a trace of heartache flashed through her eyes, and that speed made Wang Peng strongly think that it was his own delusion, yes, he always felt that it was an illusion of his! So much so that when she stood on tiptoe, hooked his neck, and landed a kiss on his lips, his mind went blank. He only felt as if a pair of trembling wings swept by, like a dragonfly before a storm, flying low and rapidly looking for his target, or the excitement and restrained touch of a Western gentleman when he saw the woman he had admired for a long time, at most it was a man's bite when he didn't know what to do with the new mother-in-law.

When Qian Peipei let go of him, he just looked at her with a wooden face, the ambiguous pink light in the hair salon made her face look a little bewitching, Wang Peng raised the back of his right hand and wiped his mouth back and forth, very fast and heavy, as if it was sticky to the overnight vegetables that disgusted him, and he had to get rid of them to feel better. He walked past Qian Peipei, no longer looking at this woman with the same body and a different soul as Qian Peipei, believing that when the sun rises tomorrow, it will be just a dream that makes his heart palpitate.

To confirm that it was nothing more than a sad dream, he woke up in the morning and rushed to the hair salon, running all the way so that his hair seemed to have just come out of the water, dripping wet and dripping all the way to the corners of his eyes.

The sun was still shining that morning, but the door of the hair salon was locked, indicating that Qian Peipei was not there, and Wang Peng didn't know whether he should be happy or lost, standing at the door blankly, suddenly feeling disoriented. For the next few months, he would visit the hair salon every Sunday, and Qian Peipei evaporated like droplets of water dripping on the ground on a summer afternoon. Qian Peipei left, taking away his budding initial love for a woman, and taking away his most authentic things about good and evil in the world......

Wang Peng wiped the tears that were faintly oozing from the corners of his eyes with his hand, and remembered what Liu Fatzi said to him: The is ruthless, and the drama is meaningless.

"Qian Peipei, you're a ruthless, a through and through!"

Hoarse roars hovered over the bunkers, and the twinkling of stars in the dark night was a satire on the young man who had tried to save his fallen soul, telling him that there were things you couldn't change. 2k reading web