At lunch, Miao Er ate with the village doctors in the restaurant, and made fun of her in a civilized way to take her into the car to think.

"Dean, you haven't planted the land, what season to harvest sorghum." Some village doctors asked.

"It's autumn." Miao Er pretended to be stupid.

"What is the best seed for wheat?" Some village doctors asked with a grin.

"Rumai One. Probably! Miao Er also has subtext.

"What is the reason why you can't sow seeds?" Always have to see if the dean has anything to think of.

"There must be something wrong with the seeds, and we have to find out if there is a cause for the black soil." Miao Er is spicy.

"The land is fine, the yellow earth, there is a lot of miscellaneous fertilizer, and the dean has no experience in farming." There are a lot of witty words from the doctors.

"Go ask your sister-in-law." Miao Er blushed, couldn't stand the teasing of this sentence and that sentence, and finally ran away with a red face, or pretended to be on the phone, or pretended to be convenient. There was a lot of laughter from behind.

Li Yi didn't wait for Miao'er, ate hastily, and drove them to the old car in Jianghuai in advance. Because the mood is not very good.

Miao Er still drove his own Santana, took the north road, passed through the town, and when the car drove into the town, he remembered that Zhang Bo had sent her, and she stuck to him to watch the reclining Buddha at night and listen to him tell the stories and historical figures that had been around for a long time. Later, when passing through this town, she caught Xin Huai and Wang Yun, Hu Tian, and Qi Shu, these half-price prostitutes..., thinking of that night, she couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

The car drove out of the town of Reclining Buddha and walked towards Zheng Wangcheng North Road, and when I occasionally turned my head, I saw the earth mountain north of the Reclining Buddha Castle through the car window. I can't help but think of that warm night in Tsuchiyama. The warm cool breeze, the warm Qinghe moon, in an instant, the heart turned over the river and the sea, and a lot of tastes emerged, and the specific taste is not clear, like the taste of pregnancy and should be, but I have no pregnancy reaction.... The love of this world, the love of men and women in the world, is like a melon seedling with a melon stem. There are sweet and bitter. The melons are ripe and falling, the bitter and sweet are not connected, and there is no fixed pattern for Jingran. Unlike surgery, there is a surgical team. There is a surgical option. There is a....

The car arrived at King Zheng City. After passing Zheng Wangcheng again, we climbed all the way south to Shangcun. She intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the ancient Linxian Tower in the east of the village, and this glance brought her to the direction of Zhu Rong's house in the west of the village. This distance brought himself and Zhang Bo together. Thanks to Hu for licking this big bad guy.

The vehicles on the road began to dense, and Miao Er had to give up many memories. Facing the reality, he drove forward cautiously, because on this north-south road, Zhang Bo almost lost his life. It was this road again that allowed me to have a deep encounter with Zhang Bo in the hospital. ..., unconsciously, I fell in love with this handsome old man, it was their voice, it was his quality, it was his talent, it was the distinctive fragrance that emanated from him.... This is a respectable, lovely and snuggling person.

The car arrived at the intersection of Nakamura, went straight to the west, turned south, and arrived home. Yikes! Miao Er sat in the car and was stunned, only to hear that her home was burned, and on the day of the memorial service, she heard that Zhenzhen said, but she didn't expect it to be burned so thoroughly, and it became a red flat land, like the land that had been irradiated by an atomic bomb. There is no tile. The poplar tree in front of the gate, only a two-meter-high black stake remained, standing there as if angry and resentful, and I didn't know anything. Miao Er's heart is like a knife, her eyebrows are slightly angry, and her eyebrows are upside down like a man....

She hurriedly opened the car door, got out of the car, walked towards the ruins, walked to the stump and said, "You, you are still so strong."

Such a tall building, such an ancient building, such a woody darling, that is my brother's heart, my brother's lungs, his limbs and everything.

Her heart is broken, her love is broken. I used to be happy, bitter, and blessed, and the mansion that wandered here was turned to ashes overnight, what will my brother think when he comes back, and what kind of pain he will have.

"Dean Miao!" Wu Qing walked out of the gate and greeted him warmly.

"Wu Qing? I didn't take care of you on the day of the memorial service. Miao Er naturally expressed his frequent expression and expressed regret.

"Come home, take a break." Wu Qing turned around and walked back.

"I..., I haven't been to your house yet." How many times Miao Er came to Zhang Bo's house, she never went to Wu Qing's house to do it.

Wu Qingzhi Miao'er was in a bad mood today, and she pretended to laugh, and her salutation was quite natural.

"Dean Miao, there have been too many changes during this time, and everyone is very..." Wu Qing didn't know what to say to be suitable for Miao'er.

"This is nothing, Liu Sanban will not be brought to justice, in this society, if everyone does not dare to speak up and face evil, what is the justice." Miao Er began to revive her rational beliefs.

"Brother Bo is a good person, but he is too rigid and has an indomitable character, although Liu Qiaoer's family has been rehabilitated, but her mother and daughter are also ignorant." Wu Qing was in front, Miao Er was behind, and entered the courtyard.

"Ouch, Dean Miao is here, sit in the hall." Wu Qing's daughter-in-law was washing clothes, she took out her hand from the basin, wiped it on her body, and walked towards the hall, busy making tea.

"I can't sit for long." Miao Qing said that he and Wu Qing entered the room and sat on both sides of the Eight Immortals Table.

"Home is gone." Miao Er was dazed, smiled bitterly, and unconsciously revealed.

"yes, these bastards, it's despicable." Wu Qing said indignantly.

"There is no house to build, and there is no way to build a house when the heart is gone." Although Miao Er was a little stunned, she had a natural strength in her heart.

That night, Liu Yang ordered the army to come, drink water to discuss matters, and pinpoint the matter of entering the city the next morning, suddenly, the courtyard was completely bright, and his wife shouted outside: There is a fire. We ran out of the hospital. The fire had already gone to heaven, and later, when the fire alarm was raised, the water seemed to be useless to the fire, and that day, people from several villages came to put out the fire, but they could only watch from afar. The walls of my house were baked hot for seven days. Wu Qing recounted the horrific fire.

"What are you doing in the city?" Miao Er captured a problem.

"That morning, before going to work in the branch, a girl who drove an Audi A6 came to see Brother Zhang, and later, I found that there were two scar-faced men chasing after her, the girl was very nervous, and stuffed her bag to Zhen for safekeeping, and said that it would be handed over to Brother Zhang, and when she came, she said in the conversation that it was Liu Yihong from the East Village, and then the two men came to Bang to frame her, she turned back to Xiao Man and said: Please tell Zhang Bo, I still love her, everyone considered the complexity of the matter, and did not tell you." Wu Qing said it upside down, and he was not bad.

"There seems to be a story in this, but Zhang Bo is not a casual person, his whereabouts are as clear as a mirror." Miao Er said that she proved it with her heart.

"Later, we didn't report the case, and decided to go into the city the next morning to find out about the matter, because the fire at the eldest brother's house, we entered the city early the next morning and found Wenhe Lido, Liu Yihong was not there, that is, Liu Yang's sister. We were upstairs talking to her vice president about the process of the incident, and Meng Lingjun saw from the window on the second floor that several people surrounded Brother Zhang in the parking lot. Meng Lingjun Yan'er generally flew out of the window and injured one person, and the rest of the people hurriedly withdrew when they saw that they were not opponents. But, it's still too late. Wu Qing was depressed.

"I later learned that a photojournalist filmed this section." Miao Er later checked the stored news.

"Dean Miao, I always feel that Brother Zhang will not die, do you want to report the case again." Wu Qing said his own judgment.

"If he is dead, what case is reported, it will be temporarily regarded as his death, not to mention that he was not killed." Miao Er hinted that he should not worry. Of course Wu Qing understood.

"Dean Miao, do you still want to talk to Liu Yang Lingjun?" Wu Qing asked.

"Say what?" Miao Er knew what he meant, so she asked.

"Said that Brother Zhang was really killed. "Wu Qing still understands people.

"Be confused when it's time to be confused, and don't say anything. Miao Er instructed him.

"Tomorrow is the third of the service, everyone goes." Wu Qing said. In order to save face for the dean.

"There can't be a shortage of people in the branch, everyone is busy, the dead are gone, let's go to mourn later!" Miao Er abruptly refused.

"Will you stay here in the future?" Wu Qingzhen was worried that if Brother Zhang really died, Miao'er would not come back and would no longer be nostalgic for this sad place.

"Don't overthink it, it's just a small setback." Miao Er wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.

"Oh, little setbacks." Wu Qing seems to understand what Miao Er means, everyone is dead, and there are still small setbacks, small setbacks are small setbacks. Small setbacks don't involve death....

"Miao'er, if you don't leave, everyone said to build you a house with the same appearance." Wu Qing's other name, Miao Er was sad for a while: Everyone treats me as a family member.

"Brother Wu Qing, please remember one sentence, don't move the ruins of this house, don't move, when I say move, it's not too late to move." Miao Er also changed her name, and her words were very serious.

"Remembered." Wu Qing said that it can be regarded as a statement.

"I'm leaving, let's go to the branch and have a look." Miao Er got up and walked out of her seat.

"I haven't even drunk water, let's eat dinner here." Wu Qing's daughter-in-law went out to prepare dinner just now, and Miao Er felt it.

"I'm so tired, I have to rush back to the city." Miao Er said: "Brother Wu, you must be optimistic about this ruin. ”

"I understand. Wu Qing nodded and said.

"I'm leaving." Miao Er said softly.

Miao Er walked out of the hall, Wu Qing and his wife were sent out of the hall, Miao Er walked to the courtyard, Wu Qing and his wife were sent to the courtyard, Miao Er walked outside the gate, Wu Qing and his wife were sent outside the gate, simple nostalgia.

The person who was sent had a feeling of discomfort in his heart, and the person who sent the guest was not in a good mood. The reason is very simple, when you come out of the gate, it used to be a simple and elegant building overflowing with fragrance, but now it is a ruin, but it is empty, and you can see the West Village in the air.

Miao Er didn't look back, sat in the car, Wu Qing and his wife waved to her in front of the gate, at this time, although everyone was the same, but the feeling of farewell was different. Time and space seem to have undergone a qualitative change. In fact, people are all in self-consciousness..., born with no intention of dreaming.

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