Wang Qi came out to find Zhang Xiaoluo to go back for breakfast. This time, more than 30 medical staff came down from the J City Affiliated Hospital, four from the obstetrics and gynecology department, two resident doctors, two nurses, all of them. It seems that the director of the branch attaches great importance to Zhang Xiaoluo's opinion.

Eat and live in Chen Mingtang's house, and the rural team is for food and accommodation, anyway, the hospital reimburses it, so the food is not bad. That Lu Xilian made a good dish, and the unknown wild vegetables on the edge of the ditch were fried in her iron pot, which actually made Zhang Daguan eat the taste of a star-rated hotel.

Wang Qi originally lived with Zhang Yu, but because there was an extra Gao Yaoyao coming out, Wang Qi wanted Gao Yaoyao to live alone, after all, people didn't go to the countryside to support. But Gao Yaoyao was unwilling to live or die, so she had to live with Wang Qi, which made Zhang Yu live alone in a room.

Chen Mingtang laughed and said that whoever lives alone is the same, and he will build a few more big tiled houses next year, and wait for the next time he comes, so that the girls can live in a single room.

Zhang Xiaoluo did not express any opinion on the distribution of housing, and he looked at Zhang Yu while drinking corn paste. Zhang Yu has no objection to living alone.

After a hurried breakfast, the girls took out the various instruments they had brought from their suitcases and began to work in earnest. Considering that Zhang Xiaoluo is a male doctor and an obstetrics and gynecology department. Therefore, after discussing with the other two resident doctors, Wang Qi decided to give Zhang Xiaoluo a vacation. According to Wang Qi's words, the wild land outside the village is big, you and the tall and beautiful women can go crazy as much as you want, just don't be an eyesore here.

Zhang Xiaoluo wanted to drill the sorghum field with Gao Yaoyao, but considering that his pig seemed to have a little meaning to others, he could only endure the pain.

Gao Yaoyao also needed to go back to the car to get some small items for women, Zhang Xiaoluo thought that there was nowhere to go anyway, so he simply accompanied Gao Yaoyao to the willow tree where the car was parked at the entrance of the village.

The little babies in the village had already circled around the car, curiously looking at this car that they had never seen before.

Gao Yaoyao took out a box of chocolates from the car, opened it and distributed it to the children. And Zhang Xiaoluo was sitting on a grinding plate under the willow tree, blowing a refreshing wind, looking at the semicircular caves on the high soil slope outside the village.

A tattered boy, about eight or nine years old, walked up to Zhang Xiaoluo's side, sat on the grinding plate, and looked at the dirt slope with Zhang Xiaoluo.

"Is it delicious?"

Zhang Xiaoluo reached out and touched the top of the boy's head and asked softly.

"Hmmm! Sweet! ”

The boy chewed the chocolate in his mouth and looked up at Zhang Xiaoluo.

"Have those brick kilns been abandoned for a long time? Do you remember the last time the brick kiln burned the clay pot? ”

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the cave on the dirt slope again, and asked the little boy in a low voice.

"That's not for burning clay pots, it's graves, clay pot graves!"

As he spoke, the boy jumped off the mill and ran to grab the chocolates from the other children.

"Crockpot grave!"

First, there was the joy of a secret marriage, and then there was a contract to hire a wife, and now there is a clay pot grave that even Zhang Xiaoluo has only heard of and never seen! What is this crockpot village?

Clay pot graves, also known as death kilns, are a kind of evil custom that appeared in extremely remote and backward mountain villages a long time ago. Whenever the poor family could no longer make ends meet, the men would dig a kiln on the high slope outside the village, lay bricks and tiles in it, and then carry their elderly father or mother to live in the kiln, and come every day to deliver food and lay a brick at the mouth of the kiln.

The old man in the kiln cannot move the bricks at the mouth of the kiln, and if he finds it, he will be rebuilt, or even a few more bricks. As the bricks at the kiln mouth are built higher and higher, the entire kiln mouth is finally closed. And the old man in the kiln could only be starved to death in the kiln.

With the development of the economy, this evil custom has been banned by the government for decades. Unexpectedly, in this clay pot village, an eight or nine-year-old child actually knew about this clay pot grave.

Zhang Xiaoluo was thinking about it, when he suddenly saw a car coming quickly on the potholed dirt road leading from the village to the outside of the village. The driver was a man about thirty-four or five years old, and his appearance was somewhat similar to that Chen Deshui.

"Chen Detu?"

Zhang Xiaoluo once remembered that Chen Deshui mentioned that he had a younger brother named Chen Detu, who was doing business in L City, and he must be this person.

The black Magotan did not stop, the man driving opened half of the window and glanced at the Land Rover parked under the willow tree a few times, and then glanced at Gao Yaoyao, who distributed chocolates to the children in the village, and drove straight into the village.

If this person is really Chen Detu, then the relationship between the two brothers doesn't seem to be very harmonious. The elder brother suffered hardships in the village, and the younger brother Maiten raised the soil.

"Xiao Luo, are you going to sit here for a day?"

After Gao Yaoyao shouted to Zhang Xiaoluo, she walked towards the grinding plate where Zhang Xiaoluo was sitting, walked closer, and sat down next to Zhang Xiaoluo, bent down slightly, and looked at Zhang Xiaoluo.

"Don't make a fuss, stay away from me, you ...... I can't stand it! ”

Zhang Xiaoluo saw that Gao Yaoyao was showing most of the roundness due to bending over, as well as the deep ravine in the middle, he couldn't help but clamp his legs slightly and complained to Gao Yaoyao.

I don't know when it began, Zhang Xiaoluo has gradually regarded Gao Yaoyao as his friend. Maybe it started when Wei Xun told him that he fell in love with Gao Yaoyao at first sight, maybe it started from the Range Rover that appeared at the intersection of Bluestone Lane, maybe it started from the soaked palm on the weird bus.

"You rascal!"

Gao Yaoyao scolded in a low voice, and her body couldn't help but sit up straighter.

"Yaoyao, what are your plans for the future? To be a strong woman in the business world, or to find a well-built Ruyi Langjun, husband and children? ”

Zhang Xiaoluo scratched his head and asked Gao Yaoyao as if he had inadvertently asked him, but he thought that he was heartbroken for Wei Fatzi.

Gao Yaoyao was stunned when she heard this, she didn't seem to expect Zhang Xiaoluo to ask her such a question, and there seemed to be a faint meaning in his words.

Gao Yaoyao's face showed a trace of confusion, lowered her head and pondered for a long time, and finally leaned her head on Zhang Xiaoluo's shoulder.

Zhang Xiaoluo didn't dodge, still calmly looking at Gao Yaoyao's pretty face that was too damaging to die.

"I don't know, I've missed a lot of things before, I don't know if a woman like me deserves to have her own happiness. It's easy to find someone to share a bed, but it's so hard to find someone white-headed! ”

Gao Yaoyao's slightly confused and sentimental voice clearly entered Zhang Xiaoluo's ears.

"Everyone has their own pasts that they don't want to mention, you have them, and I have them! Live according to the thoughts in your heart, have a clear conscience, and leave no regrets, which is a perfect life! ”

Zhang Xiaoluo stretched out his hand and patted Gao Yaoyao's head gently, stood up, and walked towards the village with Gao Yaoyao.

Standing at the door of the small courtyard of Chen Mingtang's house, Zhang Xiaoluo saw from a distance that the black Magotan was parked at the door of a brand-new courtyard wall not far from Chen Deshui's courtyard. The courtyard wall is made of red bricks, more than two meters high, and there are fragments of wine bottles standing on the top of the wall, and a three-meter-high gold-lacquered gate is tightly closed.

"It seems that this Chen Detu is much stronger than his brother!"

Zhang Xiaoluo glanced at the long line of pregnant women in the hospital, said a word to Gao Yaoyao, and walked towards Chen Deshui's house.

Chen Deshui was bowing his head in the room, and he was sitting on the bench with a man, who was driving a Maiteng Chen Detu.

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