The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is skinny.

It seems to be doing a good job, but in reality, these efforts are like a fine speck of dust in the air and a fish in the deep sea.

So small......

Wei Lan also hopes to help the motherland through this great difficulty.

But this is a country's difficulty, not a family, a village, and it cannot be solved by a sentence of "I work hard" or "I do my best".

Once because of her words and thoughts, Gu Chao has worked hard for several years, and it is not easy to make some achievements after hard work.

Gu Chao's past was very bitter, and Wei Lan didn't want him to have a hard time in the second half of his life.

For the rest of her life, she wants to accompany him and make him relaxed, comfortable, and happy!

Of course, this is not to say that they will only care about enjoying themselves in the future.

People have great ability, they can do as much as they can.

In the case of not causing trouble to themselves, they are still obliged to do what they should do.

Retracting his gaze from the side alley, Wei Lan continued to walk towards the shop.

"It's the girl from Back Alley Wei, right? Hey, it's really bad...... What to order today? I'll get it for you. "The owner of the shop is an old man, a little old, with age spots on his face, shaking a fan and smiling kindly.

"Well, hello uncle." Wei Lan pursed her lips and smiled lightly, nodding slightly, "I want two bottles of the Arctic Ocean and two old popsicles." ”

"Okay." The old man neatly took something to Wei Lan, "It's a total of five cents and six." ”

When Wei Lan took out the money, the old man took down a red-lid, transparent plastic bucket from the shelf behind the old glass cabinet.

The old man took one pink and one green watermelon bubble gum from it and handed it to Wei Lan, "Take it back and give it to the child." ”

Wei Yi and Xiaochen look good, and they don't recognize their lives, they call when they meet people, grandpa and grandma are very pleasing, and the old men and old ladies in the surrounding area usually like to tease them.

Wei Lan smiled knowingly and didn't shirk, "Thank you, uncle!" ”

In this era, most of the things bought are with their own baskets and pockets, and plastic bags have not yet risen, and there are very few.

In a hurry to go out, Wei Lan forgot to take the bag, and there were not many things, so she held the Arctic Ocean in her arms and walked back with the old popsicle.

The midday sun is scorching, and the sun makes people's eyes bloom, and the top of the head is hot and painful, but as long as you walk through the main street and go around the alley, it will be better.

Because there are eaves there, and there are tall acacia trees on both sides.

Wei Lan lowered his head and quickly hurried back with a small stall of shadows under his feet.

The calves in the fish-mouth low-heeled lace-up sandals stepped into the alley, and before they could touch the shade, they heard a "bang", and the thing fell to the ground and "gurgled" and rolled away, and it happened to stop in front of her.

"Huh?"

Wei Lan paused, held something and bowed forward slightly, and a tin milk powder bucket stopped in front of her toes.

The tin bucket is not big, but it is very new and has not been taken apart.

Without thinking too much, Wei Lan carefully squatted down to help pick it up, but before he could touch the iron barrel, a voice suddenly exploded in his ears: "Wei Lan!" ”

With a "buzzing" sound in his head, Wei Lan's nerves tensed, his back was cold, and soon the hairs on his hands and arms stood up.

That voice was almost engraved into the memory of bone and blood, and Wei Lan was very familiar with it.

For a moment, Wei Lan's face turned pale, her body trembled uncontrollably, her body's memories were awakened, and depression and fear dominated Wei Lan, making her lose her ability to think independently.

By the time she reacted, Wei Lan had already turned around and ran onto the main street, and one of her wrists was tightly grabbed from behind.

(End of chapter)