Thanks to Minglang's funding, Ali's fast-food restaurant opened.

In the urban village, only the tenants' business is done, because it is cheap and delicious, and the business is very good, Ali can't be busy alone, and her man Ah Tao also went to help, and later developed to the point that even Minglang had to work as a waiter.

Sometimes, some lonely old people in the village also come to eat, and when they are free, they often sit down and chat with them.

"You've lived in the village for so long, do you remember that there used to be an old man named Li who collected rags?" These are the most frequently asked words by Ming Lang.

Many old people said they remembered, but many years ago the wooden house where he lived caught fire, and it was said that he burned to death inside. After listening to this, Minglang didn't speak for a long time.

She had investigated and found a body when the house caught fire, but she didn't believe it was him. Just thinking about it, what reason does she have not to believe it? Who else lives in a wooden house besides him?

Minglang rarely spoke, that day when she saw Ah Tao smoking, she also lit a cigarette, seeing her skillful posture, Ah Tao said suspiciously: "You can smoke?" ”

"Yes, I smoked it before, but for some reason, I quit!" Minglang took two casual puffs, then threw the cigarette on the ground and stepped on it.

Ah Tao leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Actually, did you come out to sell it before?" ”

Seeing that she was slightly stunned, he hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I definitely didn't mean to despise you. I just think that you have so much money as a young woman, but in fact, it's nothing, and the current society is all laughing at the poor and not smiling at prostitutes. "There are many women in urban villages who lean on the door and sell jokes, renting a small single room, the price ranges from 30 to 100, and Ah Tao used to be a frequent visitor.

Minglang smiled and didn't speak.

Ah Tao saw that she didn't speak, he just smiled wryly, and didn't ask anymore, no matter what, Minglang was the great benefactor of their family, whether she was a drug dealer or a joker, he was grateful to her.

Ali was washing dishes at the stall, and vaguely heard Ah Tao's question, she picked up a spoon and walked over and knocked Ah Tao's head, "You want to die?" What the hell are you talking about? ”

Ah Tao has changed from a bad husband to a strict wife, seeing that his wife was angry, he hurriedly raised his hand and said: "No, no, just ask, it's not interesting!" ”

Ali said apologetically to Minglang: "Don't mind, he has bad breath!" ”

Minglang waved his hand, "It's okay!" ”

The days passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, Minglang had left her job for almost two months, she ate Ali's meals three times a day, and she even joked: "If I am a man in the next life, I will definitely marry you!" ”

Ah Tao protested, "What words? I promised her three lives, and she will be my wife in the next life. ”

Minglang smiled, envious of the couple's ordinary affection.

Minglang thought that this life had passed like this, and that a year and a half would soon pass, and she was glad that in her last days, she had come back here, and there was too much happiness here to sustain her through every painful night.

And she believes that one day, Ali and his wife find her dead in the rental house, and they will definitely collect her body.

However, the appearance of two people broke her peaceful and peaceful life. It turns out that it is not easy to find a good place to die.

The people who came were Zhang Zijing and Zhen Yang, Minglang was wearing a white long-sleeved sweatshirt with a pair of white-washed jeans underneath, and there was no fat powder on his face.

"Miss Ming, you were admitted to the hospital for observation for a night before, the doctor drew blood when you were unconscious, and tested that you matched the real bone marrow, I beg you to donate the bone marrow to her, whether she can live or not depends on your kindness!" Zhang Zijing is no longer the high-ranking chairman, she is a humble mother.

"Ah Tao!" Minglang didn't answer directly, just raised his head and shouted.

"It's coming!" Ah Tao and Ah Ali were hiding on the side, these two were richly dressed and had an extraordinary bearing, and they looked like big people, and they didn't dare to step forward.

"Give me a cigarette!" Minglang Road.

The smoke rose from Minglang's slender fingers, and Minglang saw their eager and pleading eyes as the smoke lingered.

Zhang Zijing saw that she was silent, and said in a low voice: "Whatever conditions you want, just open it, you can use as much as you want!" ”

Minglang quickly took two puffs, raised his eyes and asked, "You care about your daughter very much?" ”

Zhang Zijing didn't know why she asked like this, but she didn't hide it, and nodded heavily, "That's right, I care very much!" ”

"Even if you want to exchange the entire Qinhuang Group, you will not hesitate to do it?" Minglang asked.

Zhang Zijing was stunned for a moment, a little angry, "Your appetite is too big, right?" ”

"You only answer me and no!"

Zhang Zijing was silent for a moment, raised her head and said firmly: "Yes!" ”

The smoke was very choking, and her choked eyes were about to burst into water, she coughed twice, took two deep puffs of smoke, and said lightly: "Let me think about it for two days!" ”

Zhang Zijing was anxious, "What else do you have to consider?" I'll give you whatever you want! ”

Minglang raised his head, looked at her sharply, and said sharply: "What I want, you can't give me in my life!" ”

Zhen Yang has been looking at Minglang, she has lost a lot of weight, her chin is pointed, and her face has a decadent atmosphere, or she exudes a decadent atmosphere all over her body, when she came just now, she smiled happily when she saw her chatting with those migrant workers with a basin, but there was still a kind of loneliness in the laughter.

"What do you want?" Zhen Yang asked in a deep voice, "Or what do you want to do to donate bone marrow to Zhenzhen?" ”

"I said, let me think about it for two days!" Minglang extinguished the cigarette and said quickly: "Let's go back first, I still have something to do!" ”

Zhang Zijing had to say something more, Zhen Yang pulled her, "Auntie, let her think about it!" ”

Zhang Zijing said in a low voice: "I apologize to you, it is indeed wrong for me to treat you like this before, please forgive me!" Her voice choked slightly, and she looked up again, tears flashing in her eyes, "But I beg you, Zhenzhen is a very kind child, her life should not come to an abrupt end at the age of Ruhua, she still has a lot of things to do, you think about it, okay?" I can give you whatever you want, really, I can give you whatever you want! ”

Minglang turned around and strode away!

That night, she couldn't sleep and didn't take sleeping pills. From under the pillow pulled out a golden chain of chicken hearts, which could be opened, and there was a small yellowed photo inside.

There are three people in the photo, a man and a woman, the man is holding a baby in his hand, the man is handsome, the woman is as beautiful as a flower, the baby, probably just full-term, chubby, their smiles are very bright, very happy.

She pulled the quilt over her head and let out a suppressed, painful whimper under the quilt.

For a long time, she pulled open the quilt and stared at the photo on the chicken heart chain for a long time.

Finally, she threw the necklace into the garbage basket, drank a glass of cold water overnight, and walked around the house, looking for a cigarette to smoke, but she could not find a single cigarette butt in the house, and did not want to go out, so she had to lie down on the bed again, her eyes were blank.

Then, like a madman, she jumped up and took out the necklace from the garbage basket, put it on the bedside, and slept with her.