Looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction, Liu Zhao clapped his hands lightly and slowly landed near this construction site. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"This is a building built by a developer without conscience, and it has collapsed before it is finished!" A hundred meters away from the scene of the accident, an aunt who was watching the excitement was scolding loudly.

"Yes, this project is a lot of tofu scum, fortunately it was not completed, what a retribution!" A young man next to him was checking his car to see if it had been touched by flying stone chips.

"My mother, fortunately, we ran fast, or we would all be buried underneath!" A few migrant workers who had palpitations slapped the dust on their bodies and said happily.

Standing in the crowd, Liu Zhao, dressed as a middle-aged woman, smiled proudly. There was such a big accident, and the developer who colluded with the ghost cult had to peel off his skin if he didn't die, right?

No longer staying at the scene, she hummed a little song proudly and walked slowly towards the place where An Yang's family lived.

In a dilapidated old community at the junction of the suburbs of T City, Qi Yali was walking slowly with the faltering old lady An.

"Yali." The spring sun shone on Mrs. An's snow-white hair, and she was no longer as round as she was more than ten years ago.

Although her body is rickety, the great changes in her life have not changed the noble temperament of the old lady, she lovingly caressed the dignified daughter-in-law beside her, and sighed: "Why do you bother to settle down with us and suffer this sin? Go back to your Qi family, your brother has come to pick you up several times. ”

"Mom, don't say that in that case!" Although Qi Yali only wore the most simple cotton clothes, she was already in her fifties, showing her old age, not only her figure was a little thin, the green silk was dyed with hoarfrost, and the corners of her eyes and forehead were covered with fine crow's feet.

However, all these changes still can't hide the elegance and generosity in her bones. The spring sun shone on her body, and Qi Yali had a sense of quiet beauty around her.

She gently helped the old lady to sit on the stone bench in the garden of the community, and joked with the old lady with a smile: "If I go back to my parents' house, An Yang still can't find a stepmother for us An Ran?" ”

"You kid, you really let me say something good about you!" Mrs. An made a gesture to beat Qi Yali, who was sitting next to her, and there was a hint of water in the corner of her eyes.

"Has Enron's tuition for this year been completed? If it's not enough, I still have some jewelry there, you can see and sell it! The old lady thought of her little grandson, who was still in college, and a melancholy look appeared on her face. is accustomed to the life of fine clothes and food, and now An Ran is not used to the reality of becoming a poor boy from a noble son overnight.

"Mom, don't worry about it, you take care of your body, it's more important than anything else!" Qi Yali lowered her head to hide the distress in her eyes, and carefully put on a light sweater for the old man, the wind in early spring was still a little rough.

"Well, you are?" Qi Yali suddenly felt someone approaching them, and as a sunlit figure approached, she raised her head and squinted at the woman standing against the light.

The woman was petite, and the ordinary spring dress and skirt were worn on her delicate body, but she wore a different style. Qi Yali's target fell on the woman's blue jade hairpin loosely coiled in a bun on the top of her head.

In my distant memory, there is only one woman who often inserts this expensive hairpin in her hair so casually, and only one woman can exude a sweeter smell than this spring in this melting spring.

"Sister Yali, long time no see!" Liu Zhao did not deliberately turn himself into a middle-aged man, but retained his original appearance. She bent her eyes and smiled brightly, two laughing sockets on her cheeks. Let this garden full of spring become dimmed.

"Liu Zhao, you are Liu Zhao!" Qi Yali got up, walked quickly to Liu Zhao's side, took her hand, and her gentle eyes were full of joy of reunion.

"Hello, Mrs. An! Do you remember me? Liu Zhao gently held Qi Yali's hand, walked up to Mrs. An, and bent down to greet the old man.

After some affectionate and polite greetings, Mrs. An was a little tired. Liu Zhao and Qi Yali supported Mrs. An from left to right, and slowly walked into their home in an old building.

The An family now lives in a small two-bedroom apartment, and when Liu Zhao walked into this simple but warm home, her mind suddenly flashed to the old building where she once lived.

Memories of the dusty corners slowly emerged, and she smiled, waved the unpleasant experience away, and walked into the small, brightly lit living room.

"Anyang, come quickly!" As soon as she entered the house, Qi Yali raised her voice and called out to her husband, "Look who's coming!" ”

Different from other homes, the living room near the window has been converted into an open study, and the tall bookshelves cleverly divide the small living room into two areas: the study and the dining room.

On the small desk, the two computers are displaying the K-line graphics of the stock, An Yang turned his head calmly, and when he saw Tingting standing beside his mother, the woman who was haunted by his dreams, he stood on the spot like a wood carving stone sculpture!

More than ten years have passed, and time seems to be particularly kind to this man, he does not look very old, but his hair is a little thin, and there are some shallow crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. An Yang, who has faded from his youth, has become more gentle and elegant like jade.

When the amber eyes met Liu Zhao's sparkling Danfeng eyes, An Yang's eyes first burst out with surprise, and then quickly became gloomy, he slowly stood up and looked at Liu Zhao, who was still a girl.

"Oh, why are you standing stupidly!" Qi Yali let Liu Zhao to the other side of the living room, which was converted into a small dining room, pulled out a chair, and invited Liu Zhao to sit down.

Liu Zhao's heart unconsciously skipped a few times when he came into contact with those warm amber eyes. Because of her personality, she always ignores those unpleasant memories, and what remains in her mind are all those warm pictures.

"I didn't expect to see you again!" Just when Liu Zhao was in his head, An Yang walked to the dining table with a glass cup in his hand. In the cup was freshly brewed tea, and remembering Liu Zhao's picky taste, he hesitated to hand her this cheap tea.

"I've been in the mountains for too many years, and when I suddenly came out, I realized that I only have two friends in this world!" Liu Zhao took the water cup with a smile, looked at An Yang, who was sitting at the dining table with her, took a sip of tea, and reluctantly swallowed it quietly.

Oh, this flower tea that has been aged for too long is really hard to drink.

Liu Zhao placed the teacup on the dining table covered with a small floral tablecloth, and ran his fingers over a cluster of brightly colored daisies on the table.

"An Yang, ...... you now" Liu Zhao wanted to ask about their current situation, but when the words came to his lips, he hesitated again.

"Hehe, now, we all rely on An Yang to make money by speculating in stocks." After Qi Yali placed Mrs. An in the master bedroom, she walked back quickly, and she said with honor: "Don't say it, if it weren't for the small capital, An Yang would definitely be able to earn back the lost family business!" ”

"Listening to her nonsense, I just want to earn a little money to subsidize my family!" Embarrassment flashed across An Yang's face again, and his face turned a little red.

Liu Zhao looked at the gentle and graceful An Yang, and the feeling of heartbeat rose again. This man, when he was in his thrust, did not show off wantonly, nor did he fall into decadence and hesitation when he fell to the trough.

This is a real man, a real hero! (To be continued.) )