I'm back, Northeast China. It's all like a dream, shouldn't I be buried alive? How did you return to China? I made sure again and again before I dared to believe that I was not dead, and that I did come back, not in a dream.

When I returned to the Northeast, the first thing I did was to go to Chubby and go to their flower shop, but the flower shop was closed, as if it hadn't been open for a long time, the front of the door was dusty, and the flowers in the window were wilted.

In front of the flower shop, there is a phone number, I guess it's chubby, but I don't have a mobile phone. I silently recited a few words in my heart, preparing to find a public telephone hall, which is too common to find now, and it is difficult to find a telephone hall.

At this moment, a young man with a stump begging on the side of the road came up to me and asked, "Wang Yu?" ”

I nodded.

He handed me brand-new mobile phones with a box with plastic paper on it. I took the phone blankly, and just wanted to ask, but the stump boy ran away. As soon as he ran, the phone rang, I tore open the wrapper, took out this brand new iPhone, and looked at a series of unfamiliar phone numbers on the screen, judging from the prefix, it should be from abroad.

I answered the phone, it turned out to be Mr. L, he was very happy, and said, "You surprised me, you really killed Mr. An, it's amazing!" ”

I opened my mouth, what? Mr. L said: "This mobile phone is used for communication, and the MK Group's power in the east is temporarily controlled by you, and I will let the current person in charge contact you as soon as possible, okay, goodbye." ”

Mr. L hung up the phone, I was completely confused, I killed Mr. An? Are you kidding? I was almost buried alive, okay? Isn't the operation already a total failure? I looked at the date on my phone and saw that it was already three days later, which means I was in a coma for three days.

What has happened in the past three days? Judging from Mr. L's words, he was also kept in the dark, and he also put a great credit on my head to make me some kind of Oriental agent. Could this be his conspiracy? Or is it Mr. Ahn's conspiracy?

Although I was puzzled, I was not stupid enough to call and ask for a clear step. Since he asked me to be an agent of the East and gave me a lot of benefits, why wouldn't I do it? Besides, now that I have returned to China, within my sphere of influence, as long as I find my original brother, even if there is any conspiracy, there is a group of brothers, and I have the capital to face.

I'll put aside foreign affairs for the time being, my brotherhood is the main thing, maybe they are fighting hard with Lei Xie now, and it's time to need me.

I dialed the phone number on the chubby flower shop, and as soon as I called, I was hung up, I called and was hung up, obviously not wanting to answer my phone, but how could I give up? I hit again, and finally someone picked up.

On the other side was a woman, and in a very unfriendly tone, asked me who I was. I heard that she was Chubby's wife, so I told me who I was, and asked if Chubby was there?

Who knew that she suddenly roared, roared, and said, Wang Yu, don't call, our family doesn't want to have anything to do with you in our lives.

I was scolded and stunned, I just wanted to ask her what's wrong, nothing happened, she hung up the phone, I called again, the phone was turned off, I was angry.

I can't figure out what's going on, there are too many strange things today, I seem to be living in a dream, I don't know if I can't figure things out abroad, I have to figure out chubby things.

I asked some shopkeepers next to me, trying to get some useful information from the chubby neighbors, but no one seemed to know, and then a middle-aged woman who sold clothes told me that in fact, they were not familiar with each other, and they were nodding friends, but Chubby liked to run the shroud shop, and often delivered food, and the two of them had a good relationship. Moreover, these days, my chubby wife always runs to the shroud shop, let me ask.

I suddenly had an extremely bad premonition in my heart, but I still told myself that maybe the chubby old man was gone, and I had heard that the chubby grandmother was not in good health.

The shroud shop is not far and arrived quickly. The shopkeeper was an old lady who was tying paper figures and drawing her lips with a red pen. I told me what I meant, and the old lady's half-open and half-closed eyes lifted up, and said, "Who?" ”

I thought about it for a long time and remembered the chubby name, the old lady put down the pen, pointed to the room with a skinny finger, I looked along the way, and saw a freshly made spirit card, the name on it I knew, it was chubby.

My heart was beating like a drum, my ears could hear it, why did I die?

"My grandson went out to play, and there were too many things." The old lady stood up and said, "Can you help me send it?" ”

I pushed the cart, loaded with spirit cards and all kinds of paper figures and silver coins, and headed towards Chubby's home. Chubby and I were high school classmates, but I never went to his house.

There is a custom here that these things should be sent with a locust wood car, and the evil will be suppressed, otherwise it will be bad luck to send any car. The old lady has been tied to the paper figure for a lifetime, and she has also used this car for a lifetime, and her weak body pulls the rope and walks in front.

It was getting cloudy and raining, and the old lady began to talk to me as she walked, and I was in a heavy mood, and I chatted with her without a match.

She stopped abruptly, turned her head to look at me, and said; "You're Wang Yu, right?"

I nodded, how come she knows me too?

"My grandson is dead." She paused and said, "When I went to look for your uncle." ”

I stared at her, and from her wrinkled face, I could see chubby eyebrows. It turned out that this old lady was a chubby grandmother, and it seems that she had deliberately lied to me just now.

When I saw Chubby, he was lying in a crystal coffin, with a smile on his lips, and he didn't seem to be in any pain when he left. But I still saw the tragedy of death in the lower half of his body, which had not been repaired well several times.

The chubby wife was very excited at first and was very unfriendly to me, but under the old lady's reprimand, she did not do anything too out of the ordinary. The chubby child was still very young, and there were no juniors in the family who were younger than him, so there was no one to keep a wake for him.

According to folk customs, elders and wives are not allowed to keep vigil, and everyone avoids this kind of untimely death. I'm not afraid of any folk customs, and I don't believe in ghosts and gods, and even if there are ghosts, chubby and spiritual, he won't hurt me.

All night, I accompanied him, lit a few cigarettes for him, offered, chatted, talked about the past, talked and talked, my tears flowed down, no matter how I wiped it, I couldn't wipe it off, maybe my chubby wife scratched her eyes in the morning, and now it's not good, and I cry when the wind blows.

Chubby was crushed to death by a big car, I heard them say, the big car pulled a car of stones, suddenly a rollover, buried the lower half of Chubby's body, and when the firefighters came, they dug out Chubby, and the person was already out of gas.

His wife said that his chubby fingers were all dug up, and he wanted to live, and wanted to dig himself out, but in the end he lost his breath because of excessive blood loss.

"I'm sorry!" I apologized to Chubby and, before dawn, left. I can't stand it, I can't stand seeing Chubby go into the crematorium and then turn into a small box and bury it in the ground, I'm afraid I'm going to collapse.

After leaving the Northeast, I returned to the capital and met my uncle and grandfather. As my only blood relative, they were naturally very surprised, and held a reception banquet for me, and my grandfather made me braised pork with tears, although it was burned again, but it was delicious, and I ate a lot, because it was the taste of the world.

My uncle didn't know anything about Chubby, and said that he hadn't seen Chubby, and Chubby should have been in a car accident on the way here, and I didn't tell my uncle much about Chubby, they were all immersed in the joy of being lost and regained, and it was better not to bother them with sadness, and I would just digest it alone.

I accompanied my grandfather for a few days, and I have been trying to contact the military advisor, but I can't get in touch, so I have no choice but to resign to my grandfather and return to the city where I once struggled.

But the military advisors are no longer there, and all my forces are gone. Everything in the province and the city is now under the control of Wen Xiangru, I don't dare to rush to him, although I am friends with him, but I feel that my own forces have been swallowed up by him, and the military division is missing, it must have something to do with him, maybe he is a hindrance, or don't startle the snake first.

I went to find Brother Long, who was still selling fruits. It was early in the morning when I went, and he was opening the door of the store, putting boxes of apples outside. I stood across the street and looked at him, he was a lot older, his hair was a little gray, and he just moved a few boxes of apples and began to beat his waist.

"Brother Long!" I shouted.

Cars and pedestrians are separated from us, rushing by, as if they are in a world away.

Brother Long, who was carrying the apple, looked up and saw me. As soon as his hand was released, the apples fell to the ground, and my bones were rolling, so I leaned over and picked them up for him, and said with a smile: "It's all money!" ”

"Light rain!" The corners of Brother Long's eyes were wet, and he hugged me and slapped my back hard, almost making me cough up blood. He asked me what was going on, and I didn't hide anything, I told him everything, and asked him what was going on with the military advisor?

He sighed and said, "You're late, the military advisor has just left!" ”

I asked what was going on, and he told me that after I disappeared, Zhao Zichu and they waited for me for a long time, and they also looked for me for a long time, but there was no clue at all, and at that time, the Russians did not leave, and no longer funded them, but instead funded Mr. Big.

In order to take revenge, Zhao Zichu also took refuge in Mr. Big, and always wanted to use Mr. Big's power to destroy Lei Xie, but all forces competed, and no one could bite anyone. After the military advisor found out about this, he always wanted to sell all the property to help Zhao Zichu.

Zhao Zichu refused, saying that the time was not yet right, and he couldn't lose the base camp, so there would be no way to avenge me. But just a few days ago, Zhao Zichu suddenly said that the time was ripe, and asked the military advisor to sell all the industries, exchange them for cash, and come to the Golden Triangle.

The military advisor sold all the properties to Wen Xiangru, and brought all the people who could fight, Wen Xiangru was also righteous, and the money given was not small, and it was purchased at a premium. The military advisor searched all the connections to raise money, the coal mine was also sold, Mr. Yan also borrowed money from him, and Mr. Yang also raised a lot, saying that he was buying arms and had a big move.

"Why didn't you look for my uncle?" I asked.

"The military advisor said that there is no need to look for Gu Ju, first, he has no money, and second, his power cannot control the Golden Triangle. Besides, the old man was so sad that he didn't bother. ”

I nodded, grandpa is indeed a lot older because of my affairs, gains and losses, often the most painful, and this kind of dear relative.

"Let's go!" Brother Long said: "They need you!" ”

I nodded, said goodbye to Brother Long, didn't even visit Wen Xiangru, and went to the airport on Brother Long's three-wheeled motorcycle.

I'm clenching my fists, brothers! Wait for me!