The nineteenth rushed home
Along the way, Lin Qingying teased Ahri in various ways, and Ahri puffed out his cheeks to protest. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Yang Yan is full of black lines in his head.
With Lin Qingying here, the security system didn't dare to talk nonsense, exposing Yang Yan's secret, maybe he would really be sent back...... Yang Yan sat in the driver's seat and squinted his eyes and began to sleep, fortunately Lin Qingying didn't see it, otherwise it would be strange if he wasn't scared to death, Nima This is a high speed!
It's so good that he can't die, he set up a card halfway, and Yang Yan fell asleep. The security system estimated that it rushed over, and after thinking about it for a long time, it still didn't have the guts.
The car began to slow down and stopped in front of the card.
Then the heavily armed police came up to check, and Yang Yan fell asleep and was woken up. I'm not happy, I look up, and I? What's going on? Isn't it just driving and getting some sleep! As for using the gun!?
"I was wrong! I won't dare again!" Yang Yan held his head in his hands, a look of remorse. For fear that the policeman's uncle would shoot if he disagreed, the policeman was stunned. This...... I looked at the two beautiful girls sitting in the back row, and then looked at the luxurious sports car. The uncle smiled reservedly.
"Don't be afraid, young man! We don't care about your private transactions! What's more, seeing that the car you drive is so good, we can't control it, right?" The police thought Yang Yan was joking, and he was pretending to be asleep just now, can you fall asleep while driving?
"Forehead......" Yang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was not coming for himself.
"Haha, just kidding, just kidding! What's the situation? Why don't you let me go?" Yang Yan said casually, but it coincided with the policeman's uncle.
"Don't worry, young man!" The police uncle looked at Ahri and Lin Qingying in the back row understandingly, revealing an expression that I understand, and Yang Yan looked inexplicable. Anyway, this expression is a little bit of an expression that you understand......
"Something happened in Beishi, ******** wife was kidnapped! It's not a glorious thing, and I don't dare to publicize it, I set up a card on the road to intercept the bandits, and I'm afraid that the bandits will run out of the Beishi...... "The police saw Yang Yan fall in love, and thought that Yang Yan was also a rich kid, and thought he knew everything, and Balabala said it all......
Yang Yan listened to it with relish, how could he have had the opportunity to listen to this gossip before!
Lin Qingying in the back row covered her forehead, Made, ******** know and kill you!
The ********, who was far away in the Beishi City Government Office, sneezed and cursed: "It's a dog, this kidnapper who stepped on a horse must have scolded me! I can't be happy when I step on a horse, and I can tear up the ticket!" Thinking of his wife who was kidnapped by the kidnappers when she was cheating, her face was gloomy and seemed to be dripping, and her head was faintly green...... Now he doesn't want to go out of the office, and everyone looks at his hair when he goes out......
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"Okay! Yang Yan! Hurry up, we have to walk for more than two hours!" Lin Qingying really can't let this policeman continue to scream, and he will have to scream until dark after a while......
"Okay, hey, police brother, I'm still busy on the road, you leave me a WeChat ID! I'll add you, why don't you talk about it when you have time!" Yang Yan rubbed his hands.
"Okay, little brother, I'll fall in love with you as soon as I see you! I'm also at work! I'll tell you about the mayor's gossip in the future! That's what it's called exciting!" The policeman's uncle left a WeChat account for Yang Yan and got out of the way. In the car, Lin Qingying stared at the police, not for anything else, just for what he just said, the mayor's gossip...... And then...... The mayor's surname is Lin ......
The car drove for more than an hour and turned into a dirt road, fortunately this sports car is a future high-tech, otherwise Yang Yan and the three of them would have to be killed. This kind of dirt road, running 120 miles... You can see God faintly!
After running wild on the dirt road for an hour, I saw a continuous mountain in the distance, which was Daqing Mountain!
Yang Yan's home is at the foot of Daqing Mountain. Yang Yan was born here and grew up here. Here, Yang Yan's memories of the past 20 years are condensed......
Approaching his hometown, Yang Yan was excited. It's finally back!
Turning into the village and stopping the car at the entrance of the village, Yang Yan wanted to walk in step by step. Ahri could feel the excitement in Yang Yan's heart, and hugged Yang Yan's arm and was silent. Lin Qingying looked at Yang Yan and didn't speak.
Ahri and Lin Qingying stayed by the car and waited, leaving space for Yang Yan and his parents, Yang Yan hadn't seen his parents for a long time, leaving them some space for them to get together. Don't bother.
Taking out the gift he bought from the car and carrying it in his hand, Yang Yan strode into the village.
As soon as you enter the village, you can see the ancient tree in the center of the village, which is the symbol of Qingshan Village. It is said that it is already a thousand years old and is revered as a guardian deity, and no one dared to touch this ancient tree even in the early years of steel smelting.
Grandpa Yang Yan said that at that time, there was a second-rate son who wanted to be commended for meritorious service, and reported the news that Qingshan Village had left this ancient tree, which was an old tree that Qingshan Village had saved with the lives of more than 300 villagers, so that it could be preserved to this day. Yang Yan asked what happened to the second-rate son in the end. Grandpa Yang Yan smiled and said, "I broke my legs and drove him out of the village! It's still his father's hand! I guess I'm begging somewhere now! Or I'm dead." The tone was indifferent, full of mockery.
It is because Yang Yan has had an almost admired plot of Gumu since he was a child.
The ancient tree is very lush, and the body of the tree hides a large shadow in the sun, and it is enough for five strong men to hug the body of the tree. All of them show the vicissitudes of life it has experienced.
Yang Yan's house is near the mountain and is one of the few households in the village, so you must pass by the ancient trees to go to Yang Yan's house.
When he met the villagers on the way, Yang Yan greeted him warmly, gave gifts and handed over cigarettes. There are only about 200 households in the village, and most of them are their own families. The road is impassable, almost isolated from the world, coupled with the simple agricultural customs, and the relatives between the households, so the relationship between the neighbors is quite harmonious.
In the early years, when they were starving, the wild animals on the mountains were hit by seedlings, and they relied on the mountains to eat the mountains, and which household in Qingshan Village did not know how to hunt? No matter which family had a harvest, they would first give some meat to the old people in the village, and then give some meat to families with children, but they were reluctant to eat it, but they were willing to share it with the old people and children. No one has an opinion, and I have never heard of anyone leaving it to eat.
Therefore, Yang Yan, Yang Yan's generation and his father's generation are all Paoze brothers. The feelings for each other are tested. indirectly affected Yang Yan's generation.
From a distance, I saw an old man sitting alone under the tall ancient tree, with an old-fashioned radio next to him, playing Qin dialect. The old man half-squinted his eyes, enjoying it to the extreme.
Yang Yan's eyes lit up, and he quickened his pace and shouted from afar: "Second master!
The second master's half-squinted eyes glared violently, and his momentum was revealed, not angry and arrogant. When he saw Yang Yan, he squinted again, smacked his lips and said, "Which stinky boy dares to talk to me like this! It turns out to be you kid! Is the second master called by you little rabbit cubs?
Yang Yan handed over a cigarette and smiled: "Hehe, second grandfather, try my cigarette." I came back this time to buy a lot of cigarettes for your second grandfather! There are all kinds of flavors! And the wine! It's all good wine! Didn't you tell me last time that the celebration wine you ate in the capital is delicious! It's Moutai! I'll buy you several bottles!"
The old man's eyes lit up, and he sat up on the ground: "Really, there is wine, or you kid is interesting enough! The second master didn't hurt you kid in vain! Hahahaha."
Yang Yan lit a cigarette for the second master, squinted his eyes and smiled.
The second master is a veteran of the Anti-Japanese War, and now he is in his eighties, and I heard that he went to Daqing Mountain when he was young, and learned kung fu from the Taoist priests in the mountains, and he can kill wolves with his bare hands. So although he is old, ordinary young men can't beat him. He was also a master who killed people without blinking.
"Okay, you kid hurry home, your parents are looking forward to your eyes are about to pop out!" The second master waved his hand and continued to taste the Zhongnanhai in his hand.
"Come and eat, second master, come to my house to eat at noon! I can bring back a lot of delicious food! If you don't come, you will lose a lot!" Yang Yan smiled.
The second master scolded with a smile: "Get out!"
Watching Yang Yan go away, the second master spit out a cigarette, squinted his eyes, and after a while, he shook his head, "Grow up!" and continued to listen to the Qin dialect, and hummed a few words, in a good mood.
About to see his parents, Yang Yan became more and more excited, his steps became faster and faster, and finally, he saw his own house! All his thoughts exploded at this moment, and tears blurred his eyes.
Ran over, pushed open the door, and roared with all his might. "Dad, Mom, I'm back!" After speaking, he couldn't stop crying.