The senior uncle was originally a timid person, and he felt that there was nothing abnormal in his body-except that the bandaged place was a little stuffy--so he immediately agreed.

As a result, he felt very itchy and painful on his hands that night, and he couldn't bear it very much, so he gritted his teeth and held on. As a result, the feeling was better until dawn, and after falling asleep in a daze, the senior uncle slept until the afternoon before waking up.

As soon as he woke up, the senior uncle immediately felt that he seemed to be not quite the same as usual. He was dazed for a moment before he was surprised to realize that his fingers, his fingers, had grown again

In addition to being shocked, the senior uncle was of course ecstatic, but immediately after the ecstasy, it was natural to think that this matter was mostly related to yesterday's doctor. I decided that it was the high-end research topic of that rice country, and I regained my limbs. I couldn't help but panic in my heart again. I was afraid that my newly acquired finger would be used by someone for research, so he immediately consulted with Fang Senyan, who relied on him the most, and naturally planned to anoint the soles of his feet.

This matter was controlled by Fang Senyan from beginning to end, and he first contacted the director of a high-level hospital through Gu Yue'an, a local snake, and said that he was willing to donate one million and invite them to come here to open a free clinic. This request is barely reasonable, and the dean is not to mention 500,000 yuan, and he can still make a good reputation, so he readily agreed.

Then Fang Senyan went to find an extra who was in a very bad situation, and told him that he was going to cheat a rich man in the countryside out of money, and asked him to cooperate with him, whether he succeeded or not, it was 100,000 yuan, plus the outfit of that body.

This actor was in a very unlucky situation at this time, and he usually couldn't even eat, so he didn't take the next meal, and immediately agreed after listening to it. At this time, he must also be afraid of being accused of being a fraud alliance, and he must have evaporated from the world after taking the money.

In the face of the fourth uncle's inquiry, Fang Senyan had already had a draft, first took his mobile phone to the Internet to find a few high-tech news for the fourth uncle, what scientists cultivated human ears on the body of mice, and other reports, which strengthened his confidence and led the fourth uncle's thinking to high-tech. Then persuade the fourth uncle to wait and see first, in short, the current Fuyuan will be modified soon, it is really not possible to run away by boat, in the vast sea, it is natural that the sky is high and the birds fly, and the sea is wide with the fish.

The senior uncle and the third boy are the same kind of people, they can't hide things in their hearts, and they are a little indecisive, but once someone makes an idea, everything is worry-free. Hearing Fang Senyan say this, he was relieved, but at this time, the senior uncle suddenly sighed and said:

"Hey, if only I could go back to the Four Bridges."

Counting that the fourth uncle has lived in Siqiao for a total of twenty years, it is almost his second hometown, and he will definitely miss it after being away for a long time at this time. However, it was good that the senior uncle didn't mention this matter, as soon as he mentioned the four bridges, Fang Senyan only felt that the bullet that seemed to be shot between his chest and abdomen was faintly painful, and the pain of being beaten by those thugs all over his body also woke up from his memories.

"Hey, Flora Fly." A sneer appeared at the corner of Fang Senyan's mouth, but the senior uncle continued to be immersed in the excitement of the recovery of the severed finger, not noticing the violence and ferocity that instantly appeared in the eyes of this adopted son.

The next day, Fang Senyan directly bought a ticket and flew to Guangzhou, since there was no problem with his identity at this time, he could naturally go back to the mainland with a swagger. Along the way, in order to seek speed, Sen Yan directly chartered a taxi and drove to Fangchenggang, and then stole a motorcycle and went straight to the familiar Siqiao Town.

The smell of the sea breeze is still familiar, whether it is the trees or the village, it is vaguely present in the dream. There was also a light rain in the sky, and there was a damp coldness unique to the south, and Fang Senyan deliberately passed along the road that he was forced to chase all the way that day.

He passed by the same factory where he first entered the Nightmare Space. It seems that the homicide here has not affected the boss's investment confidence. The exterior walls have been painted and brought in to the machine, and a large number of workers are busy coming in and out, looking like a group of hard-working worker ants, which is particularly lively.

Seeing this, Fang Senyan couldn't help but have the illusion that the world was changing, things were wrong and wrong, the road ahead of him should be the fourth bridge, according to the current point of view, it was completely a heavily polluted area, and even the water and air he drank had a smell of waste rubber, but Fang Senyan felt that the strange smell was particularly cordial at this time, just like the smell of engine oil in the engine room, the smell of sweat on the pirate's body, and the fishy smell of seawater............. which seemed to have been immersed in his own blood and bone marrow. ..., bypassing the village next to it, there was a fourth bridge in front of it, Fang Senyan found that the machine farming road he was walking on was actually covered with grass, and it seemed that no one had walked it for a long time. Only his motorcycle had a deep rut in the wet and soft mud, Fang Sen was a little surprised in his heart, although this road is difficult to walk, it can save half an hour's journey, usually if you are in a hurry to send live fish or the like in order to save time, it is the only way, so the people who walk on this road do not know how much, it is absolutely impossible to be as barren as now.

"Could it be that Hua Yifei has a conscience and found out that another road has been built in this place?" Fang Senyan secretly guessed in his heart.

He slammed the accelerator hard, and a puff of black smoke rose from the tailpipe of the motorcycle, and the car rushed up the dirt slope in front of it in the mud.........

Because

In this world, there are no more four bridges.

There is no town built out of shoddy plywood, scrap tires, rusty gasoline barrels.

Illegal town.

What appeared in front of Fang Senyan was: It was a desolate land

The excavator's deep ruts crisscrossed the wheels, and the mounds of dirt piled up everywhere, buried in the dirt to expose a corner of inferior building materials. And those colorful plastic bags that are blown around by the wind,

This is what is presented in front of Fang Senyan's eyes.

The trestle bridge, the trestle bridge that was soaked with the sweat of the fourth uncle, the third boy, himself, and even more than half of the people in Siqiao Town, has completely disappeared into the sea, leaving only a row of broken cement piles that are still tenaciously broken in the seawater, and the rusty steel bars are still grinning at the end.

After a brief period of distraction, Fang Senyan relied on his memories to walk through the empty ruins and came to his house, which seemed to be the place that had been demolished the most, leaving only a large pit with a radius of more than ten meters.

But a half-buried plywood in the dirt next to him awakened his memory. Fang Senyan turned the plywood over, and the female star on it with transparent glue was smiling brightly, but the position of her chest was very shamelessly pressed by Sanzai on a pushpin, and this plywood was nailed to the head of her bed.........

Fang Senyan stayed in this place for about an hour, and suddenly felt a little excited, he didn't even have the urge to settle accounts with Hua Yifei. That mood was not depressed, nor decadent, but just a faint melancholy, but this melancholy expelled the rest of the emotions for no reason, completely occupying Fang Senyan's heart.

"Forget it, every time I went to Fangchenggang before, every time I didn't have enough money so I didn't have enough to eat, I stayed in Fangchenggang tonight for one night, and by the way, I had a good meal of pig red in the pigsty, and I left tomorrow morning, and I was lucky enough to fly the dog day." When Fang Senyan stepped on the motorcycle, he made such a determination.

The "pigsty" that Fang Senyan just mentioned is actually a very famous restaurant, the owner's surname is Zhu, he looks more like a cultural person than a cook, and the signature dish he sells is pig red, and there is this thing in every dish. The name of the restaurant was originally very poetic, and it was called: Tired Guixuan. But when this restaurant gradually became famous, after all, there were still a few people who came to consume, so it was simply called this pigsty.

It is estimated that many people don't know what pig red is, in fact, everyone must have eaten this, which is pig blood.

All the dishes in the pigsty are related to pig blood, and the best selling here is pig red soup, three yuan a bowl, and a few bites of steaming in the hand, and I suddenly feel warm all over my body. It is said that at its peak, the pigsty could sell more than 2,000 bowls in three or nine days.

Fang Senyan was financially constrained before, so it can be said that he was frugal and frugal, so he often came to Fangchenggang to drink a bowl of pig red soup with Sanzai. He always knew that the second floor of the pigsty was selling rice and stir-fried vegetables, and all the dishes were related to pig red, but he really didn't have the financial strength to go up to the second floor and sit down and eat it well.

Today, Fang Senyan returned to his hometown, originally angry, full of murderous intentions, but suddenly found that things are wrong, the home in his heart has disappeared, and he is naturally in a rippling mood, so he can only come to find the taste of his hometown. (Friends, remember the smell of your childhood?) Do you remember the best chicken feather shop in your hometown? Can you tell me about your feelings and memories in the book review section? ）

Within an hour, Fang Senyan came back to the outside of the "pigsty", which was a civilian area surrounded by skyscrapers, representing the noise and liveliness. All around me were old tiled houses, broken and muddy streets, steaming white smoke from steamed bun shops, surging human heads, and the smell of fish in the air. This kind of mixed in people's senses, but only feel four words:

Full of life......