Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

In this month's time, Yan Jing handed over all the relevant matters of the Chengnan Police Station in H City to Cheng Zhong and let him manage it on his behalf, and she also gave full authority to Cheng Zhong's parents on the side of the Great Love Charity Fund, and she herself easily walked from the upper reaches of the Fujiang River to the downstream, and then from the downstream to the upstream.

This cycle continues, she is looking for, looking for Wu Zhengxie, she is afraid that Wu Zhengxie will lose her memory like the last time she fell into the Fujiang River, so she will visit all the villages along the Fujiang River one by one, and leave her own mobile phone at the village chief of each village, and promise that once she finds Wu Zhengxi, she will reward her with a lot of money.

But what made her extremely disappointed was that after walking down in a whole circle, Xianglong Town-Xinghua Village-Gaotou Town-Baohe Town passed through sixteen villages, and she still didn't find Wu Zhengxie.

Today, a month later, she slowly returned to H City, her heart was empty, she couldn't talk about what it felt, she was full of Wu Zhengxi's appearance in her mind, and many times, she would forget to eat and sleep.

Confucius said, "Time is the strongest weapon to verify love!"

Yan Jing and Wu Zhengxie have been in love for less than a month from acquaintance to love, and now Wu Zhengxie has disappeared for nearly forty days.

If it is an ordinary woman, I am afraid that she has forgotten the image of Wu Zhengxi, but fortunately, Yan Jing is not an ordinary gold worshipping girl, her heart is as cold as ten thousand years, once it is touched, then you have to be prepared to bear the burden for a lifetime.

If there is such a woman in your life, is it good or bad?

On the same day, Xiaojuan, who was in Xinghua Village, was crying sadly because her mother had passed away.

Xiaojuan's father died early, and her mother was the only one in the family who was still frail and sickly, and her vision was blurred, and almost all the burden of the family was on her, a nineteen-year-old girl.

At home, Xiaojuan has to do housework to make ends meet, and she has to take care of her frail and sickly mother, but she has never complained, since she was sensible, she has lost the childhood of girls of the same age, but she has retained her innocence well.

Xiaojuan didn't complain about all this, she endured it silently, and ran to Yin Mountain to collect medicine for three days, just hoping that her mother's body would get better soon.

But providence made people, but her filial piety did not move heaven and earth, but she got such a heart-wrenching result, and her only relative, her mother, died.

Xiaojuan knelt in front of her mother's spirit, waving tears, without saying a word, her head was blank at this time, going, her mother was her backbone, but now, the backbone of the backbone is scattered, where should she go?

Looking blankly at the pile of paper money burned out in front of her, Xiaojuan stared at it in a daze for two hours.

At this time, she took out a carefully folded piece of paper on her body and unfolded it, writing it in an irregular font.

"Miss Xiaojuan, I have already left when you see this note, first of all, I thank you for your two life-saving graces to me, or that sentence, I can't repay Wu righteousness and evil, if you want, I will spend my life to repay you and give you happiness.

Now, my memory has come back, I remember my name, why I fell off the Fujiang River, I remember everything.

Miss Xiaojuan, my real name is Wu Zhengxi, but I like the name you gave me 'Jiang Lai', I used to be a liar who watched feng shui and fortune telling in H City, and this time I fell off the Fujiang River and met you, I may have been blessed by misfortune, hehe.

I'm leaving, I'm going back to H City to deal with some of the things I have to deal with, it shouldn't be too long, soon, I'll be back soon, because I haven't gotten the answer in your heart yet.

By the way, I told you about the cluster of roses in front of the dam, and it's true, after you cut it off, your aunt's body will gradually improve, and her eyesight will gradually recover, but remember that when you cut this cluster of roses, you must do it between 12 noon and 1 pm, and the rest of the time.

Also, the last time I fell from the 'Spirit Mountain', is the small slope I asked you for, do you remember? It is a good place, you should pay attention, if you have the opportunity, you can buy that piece of land, and when your aunt dies in a hundred years, you will have a good place to live.

Xiaojuan, you are a good girl, really, since my father passed away, you are the first person to care about me, I am very touched. I hope you take care of yourself, take care of your aunt, and wait for me to come back. ”

"Brother Jiang Lai"'s hoarse voice was accompanied by tears rolling down when he said it.

Xiaojuan wiped the tears from her face, trembled and took the note in her hand, and read it over and over again.

Finally, half an hour later, she stood up and took a deep breath, "Mom, after burying you, I decided to go to Brother Jiang Lai, Brother Jiang Lai is a good person, although the Niu Wa brothers in the village are all good, but I really don't have that feeling for them, Mom, when you were alive, I listened to you in everything, and now I want to be the master once, this is the first time in my life to be the master." ”

"Even if I will suffer a lot with Brother Jiang Lai, I am willing. "Women are made of water, just like Xiaojuan, her tears have almost never stopped, even if she is laughing now, the tears in her beautiful eyes are constantly slipping.

At this time, a dark-skinned young man ran to Ajuan's door and said, "Ajuan, you go to my house for dinner first, I will help you guard here, and we will keep vigil together at night, by the way, Mr. Taoist has been contacted, and he will come over early tomorrow morning." ”

The young man said and came to Xiaojuan to follow, and sighed lightly, "Xiaojuan, mourn." ”

"Thank you, Brother Niuwa. Xiaojuan smiled at the young man and reluctantly smiled, "Brother Niu Wa, borrow your money, I will pay it back, and I will go to H City after my mother is buried, by the way, the village is willing to give me the small slope halfway up the Lingshan Mountain?"

Hearing this, Niu Wa's face stiffened slightly, sighed, and said, "Xiaojuan, the village party secretary said that Lingshan is the treasure mountain of our Xinghua Village, and the dead cannot be buried there, unless." ”

Shaking her head with a wry smile, under the gaze of Xiaojuan's beautiful eyes, Niu Wa continued, "Unless we can come up with 200,000." ”

As soon as she heard this, Xiao Juan's face suddenly darkened, "Oh, I see." ”

Seeing Xiaojuan's appearance, Niu Wa's heart was also uncomfortable, "Xiaojuan, in fact, you don't need to choose so far for your aunt's burial, don't we have our own land? ”

took a light breath, "I see, thank you, Brother Niuwa." ”

“”

It was night, in the hall on the second floor of Villa No. 3 on the bank of the Fujiang River in H City.

Sixteen-year-old beauty Zhou Yun in black changed out of her long-loved black clothes, put on a set of light gray sportswear, sat on the sofa in the hall on the second floor, and watched the 188-inch large-screen TV.

Looking closely at her at this time, her black hair hangs down her back like a waterfall like silk, and an ordinary red rope loosely binds her hair, looking lazy, but charming.

The word 'charming' seems very inappropriate to use for her, a girl who is only sixteen years old, but at the age of sixteen, she can give people this kind of charm that even a mature young woman cannot match.

Big eyes, slender eyelashes, just the right thickness of the lips, white and seductive thin neck bursting into the air, people can't help but blasphemy, full of twin peaks, people can't help but think about whether the fruit inside is ripe, even if lazy sitting on the sofa, but still can't hide her proud figure.

In all respects, the beauty of this Zhou Yun is even more prosperous than Yan Jing!

At this time, a middle-aged man pushed the door in, and then stood respectfully beside Zhou Yun, "Senior sister, are you looking for me?"

Zhou Yun's eyes were not slanted, still staring at the TV screen, but her mouth said softly, "I heard the report below just now, Wang Yijuan's mother in Xinghua Village passed away?"

"That's the case, Wang Yijuan's mother died of a sudden illness, I don't know what the senior sister commanded?"

Zhou Yun picked up the remote control board, pressed the mute button, and then turned his head to look at the person who came, "I heard that the Taoist priest invited by her mother for burial is you?"

"Yes," the middle-aged man said respectfully, "I'll go over tomorrow morning, and I'll do the Dharma for a day." ”

"Well," Zhou Yun nodded, "If you can, after her mother is buried, you can bring her here to see me." ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man finally frowned, "If she refuses." ”

"You told her that she would meet Wu Zhengxie when she came here, and she would naturally come. ”

"Understood. The middle-aged man bowed his head, "May I ask what else the senior sister has to say?"

"You can go. ”

“”

On the third day after that, after the middle-aged Taoist priest told Xiao Juan that he could see Wu Zhengxie here, Xiaojuan agreed without hesitation, and the two-hour drive was bumpy, and when Xiaojuan came to the second floor of the villa, where was Wu Zhengxi's figure.

Xiaojuan was puzzled, but Xiaojuan, who rarely came to a big city to enter a high-rise building, was suddenly extremely nervous, and under the nervousness, she could only bow her head silently, not daring to say a word.

No matter how many doubts I had in my heart, I was pressed down by nervousness at this moment.

The middle-aged Taoist priest withdrew after bringing Xiao Juan here, and Xiao Juan was the only one on the entire second floor, but she still stood in place stiffly, not daring to raise her head or look around.

Not long, tick, click, drop, click.

This is the sound made by a high-heeled boot touching a staircase on a wooden floor.