Early the next morning, Du's mother cooked as usual, Liu Yang and Lingjun finished eating, Du's mother removed the dishes and chopsticks, Meng Lingjun and Liu Yang drove an electric car, and went to Wenhe Lido to make an appointment, and the three of them headed for the northwest. Wanshan Temple Village.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to arrange for you to stay yesterday." A dream warbler whispers, very delicate. Pale red lips, bent at the corners, eyebrows lightly drawn, not double eyelids, but big eyes, long eyelashes, long hair tied together.

"It's not too late to go home, and I'm not used to living outside, farmer." Liu Yang smiled slightly, his long eyes were not completely closed, how to drive when he was dead.

"I'm going to have a treat today, and I can't leave anyway." A dream is full of enthusiasm.

"I have to pick up my child when I go home, and he is studying at Shangcun Elementary School." Meng Lingjun politely declined.

"We'll talk about that then. It's a day out, and it's okay to have fun. "A dream is very sweet on the lips, but it is actually tempting. Dear old hats!

Ling Jun and Yimeng sat side by side, the fragrance on Yimeng's body wafted in the car, making people's hearts shake, Meng Lingjun knew that this was a kind of dream charming, the ancients had a flattering skill, but she didn't dare to be too in place, because Liu Yang couldn't be distracted while driving the car, Ling Jun had kung fu and imperial law, and it was okay to play a little bit to make the two of them itch, usually.

Going out of the city from the West Outer Ring Road, going deep in the northwest direction, the car is neither fast nor slow, and it travels dozens of miles per hour.

"There is a shortage of lawyers in our county, and it is really difficult to find a lawyer." A dream said. She was timid, like she was forever in a stranger's world.

"It's not a lack of lawyers, it's a lack of private lawyers. The reason for finding a lawyer is to be quiet, a power of attorney, and the lawyer will look at it. Liu Yang's words are very reasonable, worthy of wandering in the provincial capital when he was young.

"What kind of lawsuit are you fighting? A dream asked. Naturally.

"Land and mines." Liu Yang told her.

"The mine boss has taken your land?" When a dream asks, the heart is also asking: Really?

"At first, it was a lease to put blocks, a verbal agreement, and later, after a few days of not being in the field, he dug into a mine. The land was completely destroyed, and there were two concepts: putting blocks and digging mines. Liu Yang deceived her and didn't know, in fact, such things often happen in the development zone, and the big deal is that the mine boss has more money, and the people don't sue and the officials don't blame.

"You're going to win this lawsuit. However, it is also a good idea to request legal assistance. Yimeng believed it, and she made a suggestion.

"Now the government and businessmen are a family. In our place, suing a merchant is suing some government officials, taking the road of a private lawyer, mediating first, and not suffering a big loss. Liu Yang's thoughts.

"How far is Wanshansi Village to the county seat?" Meng Lingjun asked a dream.

It's more than fifty miles. Yimeng replied with a smile and a silent voice.

"How far have we gone now." Meng Lingjun opened his eyes and sat down and asked.

"More than thirty miles, and when you get to the front of the mountain, it's forty." Yimeng said, it seems to be quite familiar.

Qiduan soon reached the mouth of the mountain, and to the west was the hills and forests. Fruity and hardwood, green pine flourishing. In the terraced fields inside the east and west mountain mouths. The apple trees are planted, and there are a few years of tree order, which are about to give birth to fruitful fruits, just like a girl, brewing the spring color on her face, red.

"See the apple tree. Think of red apples, see red apples, think of the beauty of country girls. "Liu Yangpo is quite literary and artistic, poet.

"The girl's face was as red as an apple, which attracted the young man to fall in love at first sight." Meng Lingjun interjected with a smile.

A dream and a smile. No words. Turning her head and looking out of the car window, looking at the terraced fields and the fruit trees, she remembered a song sung by the singer in the song hall: "After a long wait/Dreams are dreams/I'm not a me/That time forgot to keep/The most beautiful time/Inadvertently hurried away/The rainbow I once wanted to hug/The blooming flowers/The innocent smile/Suddenly the wind blew/Only I was left in the blink of an eye/I don't understand the sorrows in the world/Why did he pester me/Whose fault was it/Still not letting go/............ It's actually good to be alive / Eat another apple.

An apple tree on Mayday, a dream seems to have feelings and sorrows...

"Boss, what are you looking at?" Meng Lingjun sensed that there seemed to be something on his mind in a dream.

"Oh, look at the apple trees!" Hearing the sound and turning around, she didn't have time to hide it, so that Ling Jun saw the tears in her eyes and the dreams in her eyes. However, the dream did not go out of sight.

"The village facing north to the east is Wanshansi Village, right? Liu Yang asked as he got off the road.

"I guess so! Be. A dream looked through the front window and said.

Meng Lingjun saw the moisture in the corners of her eyes from the side.

Wanshan Temple Village is in front of Wanshan, there is a temple on Wanshan, how many years ago, a rich man surnamed Wan, bought this mountain, built this temple, became a monk here, and women can also go to be nuns. The origin of these names is naturally based on 10,000 characters.

The fields in front of the village and behind the village are overgrown with soybeans, sorghum, corn and cotton. Soybean has been poded, through the branches and leaves in the addition of bean grains, sorghum has bloomed through the flowering period, sorghum has begun to color in the sunrise, corn has started to sell flower line, is in the early stage of pollination, this cotton, is in the bud stage, white to pink, from red to shake down, and then bear many peach-like fruits, in autumn, blooming everywhere, flowers like clouds, trees like jade, the autumn wind blows, the sun is picked.

The car drove to Wanshansi Village, where the ring road was built. Under the guidance of a dream, they came to the door of a hundred-year-old deep house compound behind the village, where Zhang Zaiyi was born.

"This is Zhang Zaiyi's home, the lawyer's home." A dream said lightly, a little lost.

"If you don't enter the yard, you feel a little desolate, and now the weather is hot season." Meng Lingjun said that he could smell it.

"Go in and have a look." Liu Yang pushed open the hidden door and was the first to walk in.

Yimeng also followed into the courtyard, there were two tall elm trees in the yard, and the gaps between the trees were crawling with many small insects with black nails, yellow and red bellies, which looked creepy.

The yard was overgrown with green grass, which was very weak and yellow-green because of the cover of the trees. There was a rabbit, with his eyes closed, stretching his legs to rest, and when he saw someone coming, he stood up and pricked up his ears, as if he were facing a great enemy.

In this courtyard, the old house, the old bricks, the ancient pillars, the ancient doors and windows, the ancient courtyard, and the tile cracks on the roof of the house, there is "aunt seedling" grass, and the vicissitudes of wind and rain.

The three of them stood in the courtyard, the door of the main room "creaked" open, and out came an old woman, twice as old as the age of the sixties, about ninety years old, the hair under the nun hat was all white, the clothes were big plackets, cloth shoes, leggings, this is an old man who has gone through many eras.

"Sir, let's find Xiaoyi!" The old woman had white hair, and when she spoke, she showed a mouth full of wild teeth, and her face was yellow, and the yellow was white.

"Grandma, I'm a dream, remember, we came to your house when we were playing, and I brought it to you." A dream walked forward to speak.

"I recognize you, why didn't Yihong come?" She was a little trembling, holding her scepter in her hand, and walked down the stairs and steps, without inviting everyone into the house.

"Yihong has something to do, I can't come, let's see if Lawyer Zhang is not at home." A dream illustrates the meaning.

"He didn't go home for more than ten days, his daughter-in-law divorced and left, and took the child with him." Zhang Tsaiyi's mother said.

"We want to ask Lawyer Zhang to go to Bang to fight the lawsuit, do you know when you will come back?" Liu Yang stepped forward and said.

"He doesn't care about his home, the world of flowers outside is good, and a good home is scattered like this," although the old lady was not very sad, there were chaotic tears in her eyes, like withered yellow beads.

"Old man, this is your rabbit." Liu Yang found a topic.

"This is the company I left behind when my grandson left. The old man was a nun before he became a monk, and later married a monk Huiyuan, we all returned the custom, gave birth to a son, the son married a wife and gave birth to a grandson, and the grandson left a rabbit for me before leaving. Because of the great sadness in her heart, the White Rabbit ran to her side. She bent down and picked up the rabbit and said, "What kind of lawsuit, all the intentions in the world will eventually be empty, and the desire of a lifetime in my heart will destroy the Buddha's heart." ”

"What a lot of knowledge." Liu Yang sighed.

"The experience of life." Meng Lingjun said.

"Grandma, when Lawyer Zhang comes back, let her go to Yihong in the city, and he will discuss it afterwards." Yimeng said the same as the truth, as if Liu Yihong was not dead and wanted to marry Zhang Ziyi. Tempt. Seductive thoughts, bewitching people.

"Amitabha, I have taken refuge in Buddhism again, chanting scriptures at home every day, and reforming, donors, please." She put down the rabbit and made a nun ceremony, nondescript.

"Grandma, let's go, take care. Yimeng took out a few hundred yuan of red coins and gave it to her.

"I will die soon, don't give alms, don't ask about the matter of Hongchen, please leave! Zhang Zaiyi's grandmother pushed the money back into Yimeng's hands.

To be continued. (To be continued......)