After being silent for a while, it was boring to stay in such a large conference room, and Xingxia saw that the girl outside was gone, so he pulled the old horse out secretly.

"Let's go! It's not good to be dragged back to listen to it again! You really shouldn't be greedy for other people's things! The Walker walked briskly and whispered.

When the two walked to the westernmost side with the gift bag, they saw a group of people gathered in the exhibition hall below, Xingxia put his right hand on his right eyebrow, and glanced at it, it turned out that there was a lottery below. The old man was a little excited, bumped the old horse's elbow and said, "Brother Jianguo, let's go down to the lottery!" Let's see what you can smoke! ”

The old horse was afraid of being dragged to a meeting again, so he nodded and agreed. The two walked to the elevator and went down to the exhibition hall. On the way, remembering that it was almost time for Yangyang to get out of school, Lao Ma hurriedly called Zhiyuan and asked him to pick up the child. followed Xingxia in the crowd and rushed forward, and finally squeezed to the lottery box, Xingxia asked if it was a scan code lottery, scanned the QR code, shook the mobile phone, clicked on the icon, Ding Dong, came out a few words - third prize.

"What's the third prize?" Ma Xingxia excitedly held his phone up to the nose of the man wearing the work badge.

"The third prize is a customized thermos cup, congratulations!" The young staff crouched down to fetch a small box and handed it to the horseman.

Xingxia opened the box, touched it and felt good, and withdrew from the crowd contentedly.

"Oops, I was lucky today and touched a third prize - a thermos cup! Brother Jianguo, don't you go and sweep it? Xingxia said to the old horse with a cup.

"I'm not going!"

The old horse was disdainful, and he didn't look at the cup and turned his head to walk on the main road, and the two of them carried their respective paper bags, one after the other. When he walked to a place, he saw a lot of people queuing, Xingxia was curious, and asked the probe, which turned out to be a simulation experience (virtual experience) - wearing three-dimensional glasses to experience skiing and driving. Ma Xingxia had already taken his grandson to play these in the mall, and it was estimated that the old village chief had never seen or played before, so he dragged the old horse to line up. In the dense crowd, the old horse was dragged forward, and he didn't know what to do, so he simply obeyed the instructions.

Ten minutes later, it was his turn to get on the machine, Xingxia went to the machine that drove the sports car, and the old horse went to the machine that was skiing. After putting on the glasses, the two old men sat and stood one by one, and the sitting hands spun around in the air, and the standing ones kept swinging, fiddling their hands, and muttering - the old horse's twisting and comical skiing actions amused the countless people in the queue next to him.

"Oops...... Oh my God!" After taking off his glasses, the old horse held on to the table, touched his heart and moved to the place next to him where there were few people, panting again and again.

"What's going on! Funny, isn't it? Xingxia teased.

"Dizzy! Oops dizzy! The old horse grabbed the walker's arm.

After walking for dozens of meters, the dizziness gradually improved, and several people in front of them gathered together, each holding a small cup the size of a winter date in their hands and drinking, and the two of them walked over there in unison.

"Uncle, try Ganoderma lucidum tea, wild, broken wall, very healthy!" The young man in the white shirt said and took a plastic cup, took a cup of green and yellow water from a small faucet under a large bucket and handed it to Xingxia, and then took another cup and handed it to the old horse.

"This is the Ganoderma lucidum tea that we have studied by the Chinese Academy of Sciences, which is super healthy and does not have any side effects. In addition to Ganoderma lucidum tea, there are also Ganoderma lucidum spore powder and Ganoderma lucidum spore oil, how do you taste it? Do you want to bring a box? This is a great gift, and it's healthy! Taking advantage of the two old men's efforts to drink Ganoderma lucidum tea, the young man picked up a bag of things and sold them to the two.

"No, no, no!" The old horse quietly withdrew while drinking.

"It's a good thing, it's definitely expensive!" Back on the main road, Xingxia rolled his eyelids at the old horse and muttered.

"It's like white water, what's so delicious! Liar! After speaking, the old horse threw away the plastic cup.

At this moment, the place where the two of them are walking is the university exhibition area. Each exhibition area has a school and a school written on it, and the walls of the exhibition area are full of advertising paper, screens, and various machines. Out of the university exhibition area, follow the flow of people to Hall 2. After entering the museum, I turned right into a small road, and after walking a few steps, I was stopped by a middle-aged man on the street, who forced them to give them a few leaflets, and introduced their company's new products in their mouths. The two old men circled left and right, as if playing Tai Chi. I turned another corner and came to the main road with the red carpet. Passing by an exhibition area, there were people lining up again, and Xingxia took a few steps forward to investigate.

"Oh...... That's a scan QR code to deliver coffee! You scan it with your phone, and they'll give you a small cup of coffee for free – for a dime! You can also sit on a stool and rest for a while! Shall we take a break? "Xingxia came back and reported.

"Done!" The old horse pointed ahead, and the two of them went to line up together.

Ten minutes later, the two old men sat on a small iron stool and took a sip of coffee.

"Have you ever had coffee?" Xingxia asked the old village chief as if he was joking.

The old horse shook his head by blowing the coffee foam, and responded with a disgusted look on his face: "It's very bitter, tsk!" I don't like to drink this! How can the green tea at home be delicious! ”

"My son and daughter-in-law love to drink this, and they say it's delicious, but I don't like to drink it, it's not as fragrant as jasmine tea." Xingxia said with a snort, then threw the small paper cup into the trash can next to him.

The old horse takes small sips, and when he doesn't sip enough, he licks his lips with his tongue, sweet, moist, and slippery, and tastes it slowly. It's not boiling water to burn his tongue, the amount of a mouthful of water, the old horse drank it for seven or eight minutes, obviously thinking it was delicious, but he didn't admit it in his mouth. Xingxia looked amused, and waited for him to finish drinking.

After drinking the coffee, the two old men continued to walk forward. When he walked to a place, someone sent something, and Xingxia couldn't resist the primitive impulse and reached out to get it. It turned out to be a paper bag again, and in addition to a pile of advertising paper, a small note book was given in the paper bag. Lao Ma didn't want it, but when he saw that the note book was the same as the note book on the desk of the boy, he thought that he was cheeky and collared, and it should be a gadget for the child. After Cheng Cheng wanted to receive the paper bag, the young people stopped him and insisted on introducing their products.

“…… Do you want to come in and have a visit, our products use Beidou navigation ......"

The man whined and said a string, and the old horse understood the word Beidou of the Big Dipper, so he wrinkled his face and asked sincerely: "What is the Beidou?" ”

"Uh...... Beidou is a satellite navigation system independently developed by our country, which has a wide range of uses, such as transportation, agriculture, forestry and fishery, meteorological monitoring, disaster relief and mitigation...... Of course, our public safety field is more widely used and more refined, for example, our company's latest research and development of this remote sensing monitoring product ......"

"Na...... What is navigation and satellite navigation? Seeing that the young man spoke neatly and enthusiastically, the old horse continued to ask.

"How so...... Do you know the navigation in the car? Navigation...... Literally to guide navigation. Satellite navigation is the positioning technology of satellites at high altitude to guide driving or control on the ground, in the air or in the sea. For example, our country's current domestic passenger aircraft have used the Beidou navigation system, so many planes in the air, how to plan the route of the aircraft, how to drive so many aircraft, how to communicate with the ground all rely on the remote control of Beidou navigation. Another example is that some unmanned areas use drones to detect the condition of the ground......" The thick-haired young man patiently explained, and the old horse was about to ask the next question, when he was interrupted by the marcher.

"Okay, okay, people are busy with work, don't ask nonsense!" The walker took the old horse's arm and walked forward.

"Delay you, young man! Thank you! The old horse waved in thanks.

The young man frowned slightly and smiled slightly, Xu is still not fully explained, and Xu is conversation had not yet been transferred to their products.

The two of them walked to the press center of the exhibition organizer and saw a big sign about ten meters high and ten meters long standing in front of them. When Xingxia went to get the information, Lao Ma raised his head and silently read the words on the big sign: "The 35th China Safety Science and Technology Exhibition...... Guiding unit...... Organizers...... Co-organizers...... Supporting Units...... Organizers...... Exclusive Title ...... Specify media ...... Propaganda media...... The cooperative media ......" was looking confused, in the middle of many names in the lower left corner, Lao Ma saw the three words "Ma Guiying" with sharp eyes, and a string of words "Marketing Manager of Ankezhan of Southern Security Media Group" was attached in front of him, and he suddenly felt happy in his heart, and pointed to Ma Guiying's name with a smile to show Xingxia.

"I didn't expect your woman to do such a big business! Amazing, Brother Jianguo! You have a good education, you see how capable this Ying Ying is! Give our people more faces...... "Xingxia held the information and praised it while flipping it.

"Eh!" The old horse is super hypocritically polite.

"Hey, look here! This also has your Yingying name! Xingxia caught a glimpse of Ma Guiying's name in the exhibition journal and hurriedly pointed it out to the old village chief.

"I'll take a look! Oh...... Then I'll take the book too!"

Lao Ma went back to the desk of the news center to get the magazine, said that he took one, and directly received seven copies! A thick pile, like a blue brick, hugged rigidly. The face was flat and humiliated, and his heart was already happy, and he couldn't wait to paste this pile of periodicals as a medal of merit on the wall, pin it to his chest, and carry it into the coffin.

Where does the old man understand, but all the employees of the Anke Exhibition, their names will be advertised in the cloth or periodicals, and he also thinks that the exhibition and thick books are all run by his daughter, Ma Guiying, alone. Along the way, Ma Xingxia couldn't help but praise Ma Guiying, the old horse shook his head, waved his hand, sighed, and said "okay", "make up for it", "just like that", "average", in fact, the sweetness and joy in his heart were like eating oil cakes, retort cakes, and sweet rice balls.

Walking to one place, there was a melodious but muddy guqin sound. The two coincidentally searched for the source of the sound, which turned out to be a small meeting place around the corner, on the stage of the venue, a woman on the left was wearing a gorgeous ancient costume playing the guzheng, and a woman on the right was writing and drawing on a glowing table, and the creation process of landscape painting was played on the big screen.

The old horse looked up at the screen and was stunned, and the well-informed walker explained: "This is a sand painting!" The girl painted with sand, and the sand was dyed in various colors, and then they sprinkled it and it became a painting! You see, it was a landscape painting just now, and now it's a touch, eh! Became a man's face! ”

"Oh! Ah...... The landscape painting just now is so similar, why don't you want to erase it! The old horse sighed for the beauty of the past.

"That's more, you see, the face has been erased again! You wait, what do you draw this time? ”

"Oh my God, it's a tiger's head! It's like that! It's like that! The old horse glared at the screen.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The Walker nodded.

"Oops, why did you erase it again!" Seeing the lifelike tiger wiped off in an instant, Lao Ma felt a pity in his heart, and couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and take a photo with dozens of people around.

"This peacock is beautifully drawn! Very handsome! A few minutes later, Xingxia looked up at the sand painting peacock that was about to end on the screen and admired it again and again, afraid that the peacock would disappear in an instant, Xingxia grabbed the thick paper bag between his legs, and then took out his mobile phone and took pictures.

A circle of more than 100 people was watching intently, suddenly the music stopped, the painting also stopped, and a short man with a straight stomach held the microphone and said, "The sand painting performance is suspended here, continue to introduce our new products." Below, our product manager will introduce a few values of our product, as well as the test values of similar products in the industry. ”

As soon as everyone saw that the sand painting performance was gone, the company was about to enter the advertisement, and they scattered one after another.

The two horses swayed and walked for another five or seven minutes, and walked to a red carpet, where a row of tables and chairs was placed on a small platform of dozens of square meters, and the background behind the tables and chairs was written "Congratulations on the first day of the 35th Anke Exhibition with a turnover of 2.3 billion yuan", and under this row of white letters was written "Exhibition transaction signing site". Obviously, this is an event that has ended, and there are two resting women sitting on the lonely platform, and Lao Ma was shocked by the amount of "2.3 billion yuan", and frequently looked back at the number, and for a while he couldn't believe it, and regarded the number as a grotesque and strange existence.

Technology, Electronics, Security, Transportation, Surveillance, English, Smart Home, Internet of Things...... Lao Ma was dazzled by the words on the advertisement and the screen, and for the first time in his life, he was hit by the word technology, and he was shocked all the way. The two rushed left and right in the various exhibition areas, and in a blink of an eye, it was five o'clock in the afternoon - the time when the convention and exhibition center was closed, and the two old men came out of Hall 4 along the flow of people. As soon as he came out, he felt less depressed, took a few breaths, rested on the steps for a while, and after having strength, the two went to eat dinner near Lao Ma's house together.

At half past six o'clock in the evening, in a Henan store on the west side of Meilong Road, there were a few plates of side dishes, two bowls of mutton stewed noodles, and two horses sat on both sides of the stewed noodles. Xingxia drank a glass of wine, suddenly raised his head and frowned at the old horse and said, "Hey...... There's one thing, I see you're in a good mood today, so I haven't said anything. ”

"What?" Seeing his heavy expression, Lao Ma cautiously raised his eyes and asked.

"Heaven's, guess what? He ...... the other day That one...... Big and small incontinence! After Xingxia finished speaking, he blushed and drank another glass of white wine, and then looked at the old horse and nodded frequently, as if he was selling off, as if he was helpless and endlessly sentimental.

The old horse was silent with his hands on his thighs.

"I'll call him as soon as you call me today. I said that I asked him if he would come to the exhibition, but in fact I knew that he couldn't come at all, so I just made a phone call to say that I was worried about him and talked about him, so that he would be happy and lively. As a result, before he could say a word, Tianmin cried, saying that he was ...... some time ago Tsk! He said that it might be the cause of Chinese medicine, and the Chinese medicine used to treat his cancer hurt his liver and stomach, and he felt pain in his stomach, and he didn't have time to call someone...... Wake up in the middle of the night and feel sticky under your body, stinky in the room, look! Ay...... The daughter-in-law was inconvenient, so he endured sleeping like that for a day, and waited for Junjie to come back from the company at night before squeaking! When he first told me, Tianmin cried like a doll. Xingxia put his hands in front of his nose with his fists, and touched the tears in his left eye socket with his right index finger.

"I'll see him in two days!" The old horse whispered.

"Don't! Don't! Don't! Xingxia's eyes widened for two seconds, and then he explained softly: "I'll tell you the truth, as soon as I heard him like that today, I guess he's going to die." I said I must go over to see him in the afternoon, but the people of heaven disagreed! Suddenly, I was still excited, coughing all the time, and I was scary to hear on the other end of the phone...... Afraid that he would cough up blood with excitement, I quickly softened him, persuading and teasing. Brother Jianguo, don't go yet, he doesn't want to see people like this recently, he said that he doesn't even want to see his son and grandson. ”

Xingxia wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes again, and continued: "If you want our two fellow villagers to see him, if he is very happy and energetic to entertain us, then it will be that again, what do you let him ...... How can we face the two of us? Brother Jianguo, I don't lie to you, I will tell you these words, and only you can understand. A few of us grew up together, watching each other start a family, raise children and go to school, when we were young and in our prime, who was not strong, who did not compare? I want to live my life better than my neighbors, but now that I'm old, I'm ashamed! How much more in the presence of children and grandchildren, and strangers? Let's not go! Xingxia's eyes were red after he finished speaking.

"Done." The old horse bowed his head and agreed, gritting his teeth in his mouth, it was not a taste.

In the past two days, he said that he was better and normal, but he still couldn't talk much! I want to see him someday, and his son agreed, so I'll call you along!" Let's think about what kind of festive gifts to give him, what kind of things from his hometown......"

There was a moment of silence, and the two exchanged glasses.

At this moment, only the hot and spicy high wine is worthy of the hot mood of the two old men.

At seven o'clock in the evening, in the dim light, on the broken coffee table, there is a sumptuous dinner on the left, and there are cracks in life on the right. On a large plate with a dark texture on the bottom are fried broad beans, roasted broad beans, spicy potato chips, sesame biscuits, a dozen or so marinated quail eggs, four fried fried buns fried to golden brown in a large clay bowl with a notched bottom, a palm-sized blue and white pattern plate with peeled and cut kiwifruit, and two large plates full of dumplings, next to which a small bowl of dipping sauce is placed.

The old man handed the chopsticks to the child's hand and asked excitedly, "What's the matter?" It's all your favorite food, fried buns with three fresh, dumplings with shrimp, sweet and sour kiwifruit, and your favorite broad beans...... After work, I ran the whole market to buy all for you, do you like to eat! After the old man finished speaking, he gently scraped the child's nose with his index finger.

This is the first time that the child has returned to the agricultural market after a long time, and the old man is very happy, and specially prepared a sumptuous small table for the eldest grandson, buying all the children's favorite food, as well as dumplings that imply reunion and festivity.

"Love!" The child bites the chopsticks, smiles sweetly, and drools in his mouth.

"Eat, eat, eat! The fried buns are still hot, so let's eat the fried buns first! The old man said that he put a fried bun in his bowl for the child, then dipped four or five dumplings in the sauce and put them into the child's bowl, and finally put down the chopsticks to peel the child's favorite broad beans.

The child looked up at his grandfather with a smile while eating, and his eyes were full of satisfaction. Every time the old man peels a broad bean, he stuffs the peeled broad bean into the child's mouth. The child holds up his oily mouth, smiles innocently, shakes his body gently, and tilts his head, sticks out his tongue, and lifts his chin when he is very happy. The old man finished peeling another one and was about to stuff the broad beans into the child's mouth, but the child's mouth was too full, and the broad beans accidentally fell off. The old and the young looked at the broad beans that fell in the hole of the coffee table, laughing heartily, and the child laughed so much that he held chopsticks and spun in the air.

While laughing, a cold wind blew.

The old man turned his head to look, and in an instant, his expressions froze, and the air instantly cooled by thirty degrees.

"Coming back? Are you eating? Zhong Neng asked his son.

"Eat. You two eat. After not seeing his son finish his studies for a long time, Zhong Li was overjoyed, sitting on the three-legged stool next to him, with his hands in his pockets.

Zhong Neng continued to peel broad beans, dip dumplings, deliver fruits, and feed quail eggs to the child, but he stopped laughing. Xuecheng continued to eat with his cheeks puffed, but he didn't raise his head anymore and didn't dare to move. Zhong Li sat for a long time, and when he saw that his son was full, the old man began to eat leftovers, so he took out something from his pocket and said to Xuecheng, "Dad bought you a toy." ”

Zhong Li said and took out a small Rubik's cube and handed it to his son. Xuecheng took the toy, held it in his hand, and looked at his grandfather with stupid eyes. When he heard that it was a toy, the old man was overjoyed, and when he saw that it was a Rubik's cube, his face was immediately lost.

"He has a Rubik's cube, a set!" The old man shook his face while eating.

"I didn't see you!" Zhong Li was sluggish and stayed for a few seconds to answer.

"On the side, you didn't pay attention to the one you brought here to play some time ago."

Seeing that the father and son were grinding, Zhong Neng paused, put down his chopsticks, changed his expression, took the small Rubik's cube from Xuecheng's hand and said loudly: "The red one, this red one is good-looking!" How festive! Grandpa likes this red one, you can still put it in your pocket when you go to school, and play with it yourself when you have nothing to do after class, this Rubik's Cube is good! Look at how good your dad is, he bought you a schoolbag a few days ago, and today he bought you a toy! Ha ha...... Nope! After the old man finished speaking, he handed it to Xuecheng with a smile and touched the child's head dotingly.

Xuecheng nodded, put away the toy, rejoiced in his heart, licked his lips with his tongue, glanced at his father and smiled, and then put the Rubik's Cube into the pocket of his school uniform, and gently patted his pocket twice after putting it away.

After taking care of Yangyang and falling asleep at night, Lao Ma sat on the balcony and smoked hookah. Thinking back to the beauty of today's exhibition hall and the grandeur of Shenzhen North Railway Station yesterday, I only felt small for a while. In the afternoon, after visiting the endless exhibition hall, Lao Ma walked seven or eight kilometers on the red carpet, but he couldn't find a place to hold the centering stone. Where there is no centerstone, there is a gutter wasteland. Above the ornate pavilion hung countless cold, messy steel shelves, abandoned by the gods.

Reminiscing about everything I saw at the Shenzhen Convention and Exhibition Center in the afternoon - exquisite layout design, pure white and smooth walls, fantasy and avant-garde lighting arrangement, simple and sturdy small stage, red carpet without size, countless people or things from thousands of miles away...... Who knows, at the end of the seven-day exhibition period, everything that was seen in the afternoon will soon be razed to the ground - the flat ground of concrete, full of old and rough concrete floors. Lao Ma couldn't believe that the luxury exhibition areas that the company had spent tens of thousands or even millions of dollars on designing and decorating would be completely demolished after seven days, so he asked Gui Ying many times over and over again, until he was sure that it was the truth, and the old farmer did not give up.

All the designs in the pavilion look like nothing more than a patchwork, a patchwork of exuberance. The exhibition is a microcosm of the economic development of this era, a microcosm of the hurried and anxious, eye-catching, rapidly changing, ruthless profligacy, and quick life and death. The god of business has always liked the new and hated the old, and large-scale exhibitions and super-large hubs such as exhibitions and North Railway Station have been pinned on me, and I am afraid that they will face the crushing of the wheel of history before they have been favored by the god of commerce.

Lush, it is the richness of one branch and one leaf; Strong, is a whisker of tenderness. In this hurried era, no one pays attention to the depiction of the side peaks of landscape paintings, and no one pays attention to whether the Chinese characters are written in wild grass or block letters.

If the state of the exhibition is the most representative of the economic development of an era, then the construction of the station is the most representative of the architectural style of this era. What was the architectural style of this era? Take a look at the North Station at a glance. If there is no transportation function, I am afraid that the steel frame will not last for a few years and will be abandoned by time.

Everything in the world does not necessarily age, but it does die. Any building that has no practical function and is only used to show off its vanity will be the first to be abandoned and destroyed in the long river of time. The extreme luxury or the largest and most numerical in an era fully reflects the limits and limitations of this era. How can money and numbers buy a majestic and magnificent atmosphere? The old peasants were dismissive of this prosperity.

The heaviness and sacredness of Western churches, the mystery and clarity of Eastern temples, could not be given by any building written by a master in China during this period. It is not denied that there are many peerless buildings, calligraphy, paintings, and sculptures throughout the ages that are man-made, but all kinds of coincidences at the right time and place make man-made comparable to those made by God. However, in this era, the creation of God will definitely not appear, even if the development of science and technology that can go to the sky and the sea seems to be more like a miracle, but there are always epidemics, floods, earthquakes, tsunamis and other gods ridicule, for the arrogance of human beings from time to time to sound the alarm bell.

Where there is no faith, there will never be miracles. A building that can't store people's hearts is just a pile of materials that are destined to rust.

In Shenzhen, Lao Ma can't see any traces of time. Like a dogtail grass that suddenly burst out of the rain, the buildings appeared in this place impenetrably, the exhibition appeared in front of the audience in an instant, and the North Station squatted there like a technological monster in an instant. The stone shaft placed in front of the house, it is unchanged, it often reminds the old horse of his grandfather and grandmother, and even grandpa and grandma.

All canopies have a short story of wind and rain, and all canopies have a history. The fallen leaves are shallow, they don't know the time, and they will not be tolerated by the time.

All the places that are bustling and dying quickly are permanent insulating places.

How can a station without echoes, an exhibition hall that cannot suppress the mind, a city without history, heroes, wars, faith, destruction and conquest, relying on the prosperity of commerce or the iron whip of politics, be eternal? Looking at China, there are countless new urban nouveau riche that have sprung up as a result of commercial prosperity or political tendencies. History should stand up and remind the mediocre people of the world: business is fluid, and politics is unkind. Throughout the world, ancient and modern, those cities that are with time have all gathered heaven, earth, man and gods.

In the vast history of mankind for thousands of years, the existence of Shenzhen North Railway Station is just a small exhibition of human history; Thousands of years of human history are only a glimpse of the vast history of the earth and the universe.

In this eternal land, people are like little dolls in kindergartens, building sand towers everywhere, and having fun.

Is the era in which Lao Ma lived a rise or fall in history?

Is the age in which you live good or bad in life on earth?

Who would expect any fresh, detached, or wise advice from a man like Lao Ma, who was born in the countryside and grew up in the countryside, and who must be buried in his own land? Even Lao Ma himself, a man who has lived for seventy years, is still exploring, and there is still no answer.

Maybe the old man's questions are not intelligent and elegant enough, maybe the old peasant's thinking or criticism seems jerky and embarrassing, maybe the old village chief's nostalgia or hope for the life is incompatible with this era and this society, but the old man still has to say it to himself, or criticize it at length in ventriloquism—criticizing the era in which he lives at this moment. Rather than sympathy, relief, advocacy, and power, the truth – the simple truth – is more urgent than the people of this age.

In the dark night, Lao Ma was waiting for Yingying to get off work and for Zai to get out of school, while shallowly criticizing and deeply missing.

As the sun sets, the farmers on the wheat field squat on the ground facing the western sky, drinking wine and reveling in the sunset breeze. During the leisure of the farm, people drew a chessboard on cardboard boxes or dry land, and two people played and several people watched, which was very happy. The moonlight is shining, and people put on the lightest sweatshirts and enjoy the starry sky and the Milky Way on the second floor of their own building.

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