"You must have been sent by the Lord today, so that the five zhang were originally handsome and uneasy. Foreign affairs were entrusted to Ma Dai to be in charge, and internal affairs Jiang Boyu was in charge of the military. ”

"After I died, Lingfa returned to meet the Lord, and Ling'er was buried in front of Wuzhang Yuan. I made a fake Zhuge to sit in the car, and if the thief came to push the car to the front of the battle. As soon as the thief saw him, he would be terrified, and he would scare away thousands of Cao soldiers. ”

"He Xiaoqizheng is talking with a painstaking turn, and he is separated from the world for a while......"

From the first scene of "Mountain People Out of Qishan" to the tenth scene of "Wuzhang Yuan Tuoyin", the "Huluyu" in the mobile phone audio-visual software has already been played, and the old horse is still unfinished, and he always repeats the last few words in his heart, and his lips move silently.

"He Xiaoqizheng is talking with a painstaking turn, and he is separated from the world for a while......"

"He Xiaoqizheng is talking with a painstaking turn, and he is separated from the world for a while......"

"He Xiaoqizheng is talking with a painstaking turn, and he is separated from the world for a while......"

At half past eleven in the morning, Zhiyuan shared the computer and prepared to cook. After leaving the house, he saw that Lao Ma was depressed and leaned on the sofa with a heavy heart, and Zhiyuan had no intention of disturbing. He walked to the Yangyang house and saw that Yangyang was watching a cartoon, and the adult turned off the cartoon and said to Yangyang, "Can you do Dad a favor?" ”

"Huh?" Yang Yang leaned on the bed and sat on the floor of the room, looking confused.

"Grandpa is coming home - back to his house! Are you willing? ”

"Uh...... I don't know. Yangyang shook his head, but Zhiyuan smiled.

"How about you help your dad, go play with grandpa, stop watching cartoons here, move your toys to grandpa and play with grandpa!" Good no good! ”

"Can I move my toys?" Yang Yang stroked the messy hair on his forehead.

"It's okay these days, but! You can only leave toys next to grandpa, not anywhere else! Zhiyuan explained the rules.

"Hmm...... Can I take that woodpecker toy? ”

"Yes."

"Can I use my iPad to watch cartoons?"

"Uh...... Yes, but Daddy wants you to stay with Grandpa. ”

"Alright then!" Yangyang kicked her ass and stood up, holding the IPad in both hands and went to the living room, she sat at the foot of the old horse, clicked on the cartoon just now, and continued to watch.

When the old horse saw a villain beside him, he was afraid that he would smoke the child, so he retracted his feet. The grandfather and grandson huddled together on a sofa, looked at each other calmly, and then each thought about it. The old man, who had been sad, was now dissipated by the ripples that scattered the dark clouds above his head. The old man's mind always unconsciously thought of Yangyang, and then stared directly at Yangyang's little face. Grandpa Yangyangcha was looking at her, he didn't mind at all, and he showed a pampered and unsurprised expression, the villain picked his feet with one hand and picked his nose with the other, watching the cartoon as if no one was around.

Lao Ma had to face his heart: this little tanhua in front of him, except for a few times superfluous and noisy, most of the time it was cute, brilliant and quiet. It would be great if in the future, before the deadline, Xiao Tanhua could always be by his side. The old horse let out a long sigh, knowing that Xiao Tanhua and Majiatun could not have both.

It was almost lunch, Bao Xiaoxing made two dishes and brought them to the coffee table in the living room, Zhong Neng served the meal in the kitchen, Zhong Li sat on the counter at the door and swiped his mobile phone, learning to play with toys at the coffee table. Suddenly, the little walnut-sized robot fell to the side of the coffee table, Xuecheng knelt on the ground, holding the glass of the coffee table with his left hand, and stretched out his right hand to run to the toy. Who wants to have water on the coffee table, the child accidentally slipped his left hand, and the toy didn't reach and pushed a dish to the ground.

Xuecheng flashed his big eyes, and he looked at his father on the side blankly. After hearing this, Zhong Li put down his phone, put on his slippers and walked over. He pointed to the broken plates on the floor and the vegetable soup all over the floor and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Zhong Xuecheng looked up at his father, his face full of panic.

"What are you doing?" Zhong Li pointed to the vegetables on the ground again, glared at him and asked loudly.

Xuecheng was too scared to speak.

Zhong Li saw that the child was stupid, so angry that he slapped Xuecheng in the face, Xuecheng fell to the side and lay on the ground covering his face, his eyes secretly squinting at his father. Zhong Li walked up to Xuecheng and took off his shoes and was about to fight, who would have thought that Zhong Neng would come out. He trotted up to Xuecheng with two bowls of rice, blocked the child with his body and said, "What are you doing?" ”

"Get out of the way! This baby can't do anything if he doesn't fight! Zhong Li lifted his father's arm open, and then twisted Xuecheng's ears to pull Xuecheng up and pull him to the chair at the counter. He sat down by himself, took off his pants and prepared to beat him.

The old man hurriedly ran into the kitchen and called for Hyosung, who was stir-frying, but Hyosung came out with a stir-fry shovel before he had time to put something. Seeing that Cai and Zhongli on the ground were beating the child, she knew what was going on. Bao Xiaoxing strode over and broke the arm that Kaicheng was pressing behind his back, and then pulled Xuecheng over, pointed at Zhong Li with a shovel and said, "What do you want to beat him into for a dish?" Is he important or is the dish important? ”

"What do you interject when I educate my children?" Jong-ri pointed at Hyosung with a hideous expression.

"Do you educate your children or do you take them out of anger?" Hyosung shouted, Hakseung hid behind his mother, did not cry or make trouble, and was excessively quiet.

"What are you doing eating well and beating the baby? Look and listen to the neighbors at the door! Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss! Zhong Neng patted Zhong Li's arm and said.

"Tsk! You don't care! Chung Lee shook off his father's hand.

"Humph! You can fight, whatever you want! What you do to you now, your son will do to you in the future! You'll always get old one day! Hyosung pushed Haksung forward, his eyes slightly closed, his chin wrinkled.

"Then I'll beat him to death right now! It's better not to raise a fool! Zhong Li pulled Xuecheng and raised his slippers to beat him again.

Hyosung Chung was busy pulling, and the three of them twisted and pulled the child.

Seeing that it was useless, Hyosung stood up straight, looked down at the severely beaten adults and the silent child, and the mother who was dripping blood in her heart said coldly, "You can try again!" ”

Zhong Li raised his hand high and held the shoe as if he didn't hear it, and then slammed the sole of the shoe on the child's back. Zhong Neng in the distance wiped his tears, and Xuecheng, who was lying on his stomach, shrugged his shoulders and gasped, so frightened that he didn't dare to make a sound. Hyosung felt sad, biting her lip, and drilled and drilled the shovel with her right hand to stir-fry vegetables, and when Jong-ri raised her hand, she vigorously carried the shovel to hit Jong-ri's right hand. I heard a snap, the shovel and the handle were separated, and the deformed small shovel rolled on the ground with a clatter.

Zhong Li clenched his fists in pain and took a few deep breaths. Then he stood up and slapped Bao Xiaoxing, and Hyosung, who reached out to resist, slapped Zhong Li's unsuspecting left hand again, and Hyosung was beaten to the left and staggered several steps to the left, hitting the wall before stopping. Bao Xiaoxing, who was leaning against the wall, instantly felt that the right side of her face was numb, and the right side of her scalp was also unconscious, she looked at her right hand covering her face, and a mouthful of blood flowed from her palm to her wrist. Bao Xiaoxing looked at the blood and trembled with fright, and then looked at Zhong Li coldly.

Zhong Li stared stiffly at his wife, who was bleeding from his mouth, his eyes slightly open and his lips slightly open.

"Oh, Li'er, wow, you're doing evil!" Zhong Neng cried and came over to help Hyosung, who was swaying, and Sister Zhang, who had heard the movement in the shop, also ran over to persuade her. Sister Zhang's husband stood in the middle of the shop, saying all kinds of soft and nice words, Sister Zhang helped Hyosung to pull the child, and gently counted Zhong Li's no.

When Hyosung was able to stabilize her body, she wiped the blood from her face, took Xuecheng's little hand, and left the shop silently and gently, as if sending her child to school. When she got to the car, Hyosung took a few breaths, slapped the steering wheel and sighed, and then hugged her studies, and the two of them cried. Half an hour later, Hyosung felt less dizzy and could drive, so she comforted the child and drove away from the farmer's market.

After arriving at Fuchun Community, she took Xuecheng to eat first, and then took the child home. The mother and son barely spoke along the way, Zhong Xuecheng was used to such a scene, and the eight-year-old child was so numb and indifferent that he couldn't cry. Hyosung didn't know what she could say to comfort her son, so she simply didn't speak.

Throughout the morning, Ma Guiying has been busy with the meeting between the CEOs of Lijie Technology and Anke Exhibition, and she has re-finalized each link. At three o'clock in the afternoon, she was relieved and drove to the hotel to check the private rooms and menu. After entering the private room, the seats, menus, lighting, and furnishings ...... Everything is good, the air in the box is not very good, and the air conditioner can't get rid of the old smell.

The two CEOs are well-informed people, I don't know how many good dishes have been eaten and how many good hotels have been in the shopping mall for decades. Gui Ying frowned and asked the hotel manager if there was an incense humidifier in the hotel, knowing that the hotel did not, she hurriedly went to a nearby mall to buy it with her bag. It was windy and rainy outside, and Manager Ma was in and out, in a hurry, and there were a lot of rain stars.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Zhiyuan went to the supermarket downstairs with an umbrella and a trolley to buy things. Tomorrow will be a super typhoon, maybe there will be power and water outages, and the family has a large population, so we have to have enough food and drink for three days anyway. Large buckets of drinking water, bread, snacks, batteries, duct tape...... After returning from the purchase, he was busy cleaning the balcony and windows of his home, and filling the buckets and basins with water.

The tutoring center will end class at 5:40, and the typhoon training center will not be able to hold classes tomorrow. When I went to the funeral home yesterday, what I thought about was either a ghost or Gu Shuyu, and I won't be able to see my sweetheart all day tomorrow. Zai Zai was reluctant, wading through the water and holding an umbrella to send Gu Shuyu and Hu Handian to the subway. After coming back, the three of Zhiyuan also packed up and were waiting for him to go out to eat together.

"Eh, Dad! Is the water out? Why go out for dinner? Tsai Tsai asked his father after putting down his school bag.

"Your grandfather hasn't eaten much food since he came home, I plan to take your grandfather downstairs to the beef hot pot restaurant downstairs to have a hot pot and taste the Chaoshan style hot pot!" Zhiyuan put on a raincoat for Yangyang.

"It's raining a lot outside!" Tsai pointed to his wet and wrinkled feet.

"It's okay, the hot pot restaurant is two steps away, very close! Dad, let's go! Zhiyuan took three big umbrellas and called the old man at the door.

The old horse who ate beef hot pot for the first time was conquered by the hot pot in Guangdong as soon as he opened his tongue! Looking at the clear soup with little water, there is no color, but the taste is full of deliciousness, which is more flavorful than the beef and mutton stew in the hometown, and tastes lighter and fresher than the famous Sichuan-Chongqing hot pot. It is obviously clear water shabu-shabu, but the soup and meat are very fragrant, and the beef is not old or tender, which is particularly delicious; The master cut it well, not thick or thin, just right. The beef is not greasy at all after being soaked in the pan and passed through the oil bowl, and the key is the plate of beef balls - it is particularly strong, elastic and tender. Lao Ma had never eaten such a delicious beef hot pot, and this time he ate more than the other three combined. Zhiyuan saw that the old man ate hard, and his heart was happy.

After the meal, the rain stopped, the clouds were heavy and foggy, and the sky was bright and dark at seven o'clock. The four of them walked back in twos and twos, Zhiyuan pulled Yangyang, and Zaizai hugged the old horse. When he turned the corner, Lao Ma heard someone pulling the erhu, and he couldn't help but walk a few more steps to find the erhu. Turning a corner of a shop, behind a staircase, the old horse saw a man, but in the light he saw that he was skinny, curled up on a small bench, his beard covering his chin, his hair covering his neck, his black short sleeves dirty, and the military-colored canvas shoes on his feet were rotten. There was a round iron box at his feet, and in the iron box were some scraps of money.

"It's an artist!" Tsai Tsai said to his grandfather.

"Hmm." Lao Ma nodded, it was really the first time he had seen a performer in the city, and he still used the erhu he was most familiar with to perform.

The man lowered his head and played very intently, and the song he was playing at the moment was "Flowing Wave Song". The melody was slow and mournful, deep and delicate, and the old horse was fascinated by it, and stood a few meters away for a long time. It turns out that the erhu can also be used for performance, but it's a pity that he doesn't have such talent. The erhu is smooth and soft, but this kind of skill is wandering here. Lao Ma couldn't help but lament why the city couldn't hear the beauty of this sound.

After the song "Flowing Wave Song" was played, Lao Ma took out a piece of fifty yuan from his pocket and handed it to Tsai Tsai, signaling Tsai Tsai to put the money in the rusty iron box. After taking the money, Tsai wanted to add more, so he took out the money in his pocket, and after a few digs, he realized that he didn't need cash anymore.

"He doesn't even have a QR code! How do listeners pay for it? No wonder he earns less! Tsai patted his trouser pocket and complained to his grandfather, but the old horse didn't understand.

Tsai Tsai had a flash of inspiration and said to his grandfather with a sly face: "I know who is rich!" Grandpa, you wait for me, I'll make up some more! Tsai Tsai turned around and ran to their father, who was watching them from a distance five or six meters away, and then crouched down and frizzily took money directly from Yangyang's trouser pocket.

"Uh-huh......" Yang Yang kicked his feet and shook his hands, hummed defensively, and then asked for help from his father with his eyes.

"What are you doing? Can't you make it clear? Zhiyuan reprimanded his son.

"My grandfather wants to give a reward to the erhu puller, I want to make up more, but I don't have cash, and that person doesn't have a QR code, she must have cash!" Tsai pointed at Yang Yang with bad intentions.

"Say it well, my sister will definitely give it!"

"Grandpa asks for money, do you give it?" Tsai Tsai stretched out his palm and asked.

"Hmm...... I don't have any money! Yang Yang clutched his pants pocket and took a step back.

"You can't lie yet! Hurry up, I'll go back and make it up to you according to the bank interest! "Tsai Tsai stepped forward and pressed.

"Daddy...... Look at him! Yangyang hugged Zhiyuan's knee with one hand and cried with the other hand in his trouser pocket.

"You give your brother some money, my brother is for my grandfather, and my grandfather is for that uncle! Daddy will give it back to you later! Zhiyuan squatted down and persuaded. In the end, Yangyang took out all the deposits in his trouser pocket, and rolled up a ball of crepe. Tsai snatched the money and ran to the man, put the money in the box, and then quietly retreated, standing beside the old horse. The man raised his head and nodded at the old horse and smiled slightly, and the old horse nodded at him and smiled slightly.

Only then did Lao Ma see the man's face clearly—his face was not old but very sad, and his eyebrows were full of five points of charity and five points of sadness. The old man sighed in his heart, and Zhiyuan urged behind, so he turned around and left. The melodious, soft and very simple erhu song lingered in the old man's ears for a long time.

At six o'clock in the evening, Ma Guiying prepared drinks and gifts, and found a young man in the department to help her move things, and after her colleagues moved these things to her car, Manager Ma repeatedly explained to the boss's secretary the time and place of tonight's banquet. When it was almost seven o'clock, Gui Ying took the salesman Xiao Chen to the private room of the hotel first, and after simply arranging the box, she waited for the two CEOs there.

The appointment time was half past seven, and at half past seven she asked on both sides, saying that she had come but had not come. Gui Ying tensed her nerves and walked around the round table, and when it was almost eight o'clock, the two bosses actually arrived at the hotel together. It turned out that on the way, Mr. Qian took the initiative to call Mr. Guan of Lijie Technology, and the two met first on the road, and then took Mr. Qian's car to the hotel together.

After entering the box, the two CEOs opened and closed their mouths to talk about each other 30 years ago, Shenzhen 30 years ago and Great China 30 years ago...... Gui Ying greeted the food and poured wine, and chatted with Vice President Wang about the dishes and tasted tea and wine from time to time. Seeing that the two CEOs did not mention business matters for a long time, they talked from 30 years ago to 20 years ago, from their respective soldiers to the current military environment, from current affairs and news to national policies...... Manager Ma was so anxious that she saw that it was past nine o'clock, she kept touting and toasting in order to interrupt the conversation between the two elders, and lead the topic to the industry and the exhibition. Manager Ma didn't know why he was sweating, so he had to keep toasting with Vice President Wang and several guests from the other side.

At half past nine, the two CEOs chatted very speculatively, reluctant to help but the typhoon was coming, and Mr. Qian decisively terminated the banquet with the intention of sending Mr. Guan to the car. Mr. Guan had a few intersections with Mr. Qian in his early years, and he had a good impression, holding an umbrella for Mr. Qian along the way, and he was a "Mr. Qian" and "Brother Qian". After Mr. Qian sent Mr. Guan away, Gui Ying held an umbrella for him, and couldn't help but ask on the way: "Mr. Qian, what about the exhibition......

"Leave it alone, they'll look for you! Tonight, the typhoon will pass through, you can arrange for your colleagues to go back early! After Mr. Qian finished speaking, he got into his off-road vehicle, and Gui Ying saw the boss leave.

On the way back by taxi, Gui Ying carefully pondered the topic of Lao Qian's banquet, in addition to nakedly praising Mr. Guan, the rest was either to express his appreciation in a roundabout way, to seek consensus in every possible way, or to talk about the country's strategy and the city's new policy. Anyway, the exhibition is done, and I put down a big stone in my heart.

After returning home, Gui Ying was drunk with the smell of alcohol, and when she arrived at the restaurant, she went to find yogurt to relieve her drunkenness. At this time, it was already past ten o'clock, and Zhiyuan had just finished coaxing Yangyang and crept out of the Yangyang house. Seeing that his mother was back, Tsai Tsai also came to the restaurant to chat, and the three of them complained about various topics and jokes about the super typhoon on Weibo.

"Huh! My grandfather is leaving, why don't you stay? It's only been a few days! Tsai Tsai inadvertently changed his words.

The expressions of the husband and wife became solemn.