Zhu Shan was still annoyed that she was going to leave for GZ tomorrow when she took a shower just now, and now she was suddenly glad that she would leave tomorrow, and she didn't even mind leaving tonight.

Ling Xiao saw her eyes floating in the air, and bent down slightly to get closer: "Why are you angry with me?"

Zhu Shan asked rhetorically, "How can I lose my temper?"

With what he did, if he really lost his temper, she would slap him.

"Why not?" Ling Xiao's gaze moved to his calf, "You still kicked me, and it still hurts."

"Then my mouth still hurts ......!"

Zhu Shan didn't dare to say it, and the sense of grievance came again.

Why doesn't he remember?

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Zhu Shan looked away, and the topic changed: "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, and now I'm going to buy something, don't get in my way."

"I've just come back, and you're leaving?"

「......」

Ling Xiao straightened up, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and quipped, "I don't know, I thought you were deliberately avoiding me!"

Zhu Shan didn't expect that Ling Xiao's crooked hit pierced her mind.

She blinked twice, squinted at him, and drew the fire to him, "Who the hell ran away from home some time ago?"

Ling Xiao let out a "tsk" and looked at Zhu Shan's gaze sharpened.

He tilted his head, "Are you really avoiding me?"

Zhu Shan: "???"

She thought about it carefully, she didn't admit it just now, how did he come to the conclusion?

Zhu Shan clenched her fists with her small hands, trying to hide her weakness with an increased tone: "What am I hiding from you for? I'm really going on a business trip and I'll leave tomorrow, so I'm in a hurry and I'm in a bad mood, can't I?"

Ling Xiao looked at Zhu Shan scrutinizing for a few seconds, and raised his eyebrows: "Okay! Then I'm ......."

Before he finished speaking, the mobile phone in his hand rang, looked down at the phone, and walked to the side to answer the phone.

Zhu Shan took the opportunity to hurry back to the room.

When she packed up and came out, Ling Xiao had already changed into formal clothes.

Ling Xiao: "I'm going out and I'm going to take you to the supermarket."

Zhu Shan didn't refuse, and followed him to the garage.

On the way, Ling Xiao asked, "Where are you going on a business trip?" How long will it take?"

Zhu Shan stirred her fingers sullenly, and responded simply: "Go to GZ, about a week."

Ling Xiao: "When are you leaving tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow morning."

Ling Xiao stepped on the brakes in front of the red light and looked at Zhu Shan, "What the hell happened in the restaurant yesterday? You didn't forgive him?"

Zhu Shan didn't want to speak, but under Ling Xiao's gaze, he still spoke: "He didn't tell me about the year before you came, but later he said that I... I didn't forgive him."

"Then why are you crying? Still hugging him and crying?"

Cry?

Crying with him in your arms?

How can there be such a thing?

Zhu Shan denied: "I didn't hold him, I was stuck in food at the time, and he was giving me first aid."

"That's right." Ling Xiao's tone was extremely slow, his eyes looked at her face for two seconds, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why did you suddenly lose your temper with me?"

！！！

Which pot is not opened?

Zhu Shan gritted her teeth and tilted her head to look out of the car window: "On fire!"

Ling Xiao: "......"

Soon arrived at the supermarket, as soon as the car stopped, Zhu Shan pushed the car door and prepared to get out of the car, she was so confused that she didn't even untie her seat belt.

It's a little awkward to have your legs dangling in midair.

Ling Xiao laughed twice and reached out to help her press the buckle of her seat belt.

Zhu Shan pursed her lips and rushed out of the car.

That night, Ling Xiao didn't go home, only sent a WeChat message.

Ling Xiao: [I can't come back if I have something, I can't send you tomorrow]

She didn't want him to send it in the first place.

The next day, Zhu Shan's alarm clock rang and she saw unread messages.

Ling Xiao: [What are you angry about?] 】

Zhu Shan typed quickly, very simply: [Out of gas]

When Zhu Shan arrived at the meeting place, it was not early, and she found the bus according to the license plate number issued by the group.

Zhu Shan got into the car, there were already many people sitting in the car, and at a glance, there was a flower in the grass.

It's really just a girl.

Zhu Shan's best choice should be to sit next to the girl, but she was a little hesitant.

The girl's hair was tied in a low ponytail very casually, revealing a face that was too delicate.

It's not that the makeup is exquisite, on the contrary, she doesn't look powdered, and it also highlights the pure natural Peugeot facial features.

She has a melon seed face, slender eyes, raised tails, a high nose bridge, a small nose, thin lips, and slightly upturned corners of her mouth.

Pretty is pretty, but it looks extremely difficult to get along with.

She folded her arms and leisurely watched the video ad in front of the bus.

As if sensing Zhu Shan's gaze, the girl looked at it with fox eyes, and then hooked the corners of her mouth, and took the initiative to wave to Zhu Shan: "Come and sit."

Zhu Shan walked over and thanked her.

Zhu Shan put the backpack containing the clothes in the luggage compartment, and then hugged the filming equipment in her lap. There is no way, this is the precious public property sent by Qu Lianjie last night.

Zhu Shan was playing with her mobile phone when a colorful bag appeared in front of her.

The girl next to her shook the bag in her hand: "Do you eat plums?"

Zhu Shan shook her head.

The girl shrugged her nose and complained, "I heard that it will take six hours to drive, and it is all winding mountain roads, and my head will be dizzy."

Zhu Shan listened to her and nodded.

The girl's fox eyes blinked, "My name is Gao Xingxing, isn't my name special?" I'm from the bank, what about you?"

It's really special.

Zhu Shan nodded: "My name is Zhu Shan, and I am from the TV station."

"Sanshan." Gao Xingxing screamed familiarly, she stuffed a plum into her mouth, and shrugged her nose, "You reporter? Why do you talk so little?"

"Because of you, you're so beautiful."

Gao Xingxing laughed for a few seconds before saying, "Little sister has vision, alas, how old are you?"

"It's almost twenty-three."

"Wow! I'm so young, I'm 26 years old, the years are unforgiving, envious! Envy!"

Zhu Shan didn't expect Gao Xingxing to speak so... Forthright?

And her appearance is a world of difference.

She originally thought that Gao Xingxing was fierce, but chatting all the way, she found that she exuded a warm attraction from her bones.

Who doesn't love a beautiful and enthusiastic young lady?

In the afternoon, the bus enters the GZ area.

Zhu Shan fell asleep groggily in the shaking, she felt the phone vibrate, but she was very sleepy and didn't want to look at it.

Gao Xingxing intimately shook Zhu Shan awake: "Shanshan, your phone is ringing."

Zhu Shan helplessly thanked her for the reminder, and then took out her mobile phone to check the message.

Ling Xiao: [Yang Maoxue committed suicide in the detention center]

Zhu Shan's brain suddenly woke up and replied to the message: [How is it possible? 】

Ling Xiao: [He polished the toothbrush head and cut his own throat, and when he was discovered, it was too late]

Yang Maoxue's personality is distorted and perverted, and he kills people indiscriminately, so it doesn't seem strange that he did such a thing.

Zhu Shan: [So what now?] Didn't Prosecutor Shu Wenqi prosecute him? How to deal with this situation? 】

Ling Xiao: [According to the law, if a criminal suspect dies before the trial (including suicide, homicide, illness or accident, etc.), the criminal trial will be terminated, and the individual criminal responsibility of the deceased suspect will no longer be pursued. 】

Ling Xiao: [The victim is alone, so there is no civil lawsuit. 】

Zhu Shan didn't understand much, but the law was like this, and it was inconvenient for her to say anything.

I just feel embarrassed.

Ling Xiao: [I communicated with Fang Xinnuo here and revoked the divorce lawsuit. 】

Zhu Shan was stunned for a moment, she

Before the [why] was sent, the news of Ling Xiao had already jumped out.

Ling Xiao: [After the criminal trial of Yang Maoxue is terminated, he will have no criminal file, and the other party's promise will have no impact on his future life, and she can inherit Yang Maoxue's inheritance. 】

That's right.

It seems like... It's compensation.

Zhu Shan didn't have any comments to make, so she didn't reply to the message.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated again.

Ling Xiao: [Shanshan, GZ is a mountainous area, you have to pay attention to safety. 】

Zhu Shan's brows furrowed slightly, how to look at this sentence, how strange it is to inherit the inheritance of the spouse above.

It was as if he coveted her legacy.

Zhu Shan: [Thank you, Mr. Ling, for reminding me that I will pay attention to safety and guard my property. 】

Zhu Shan wanted to continue sleeping, but suddenly saw the beautiful scenery outside the car window.

The mountain cliffs are so beautiful that you can feel refreshed just by looking at them.

Nature really opens people's minds.

They finished their activities in several small towns with strong ethnic characteristics, and the last stop was a remote mountain village.

There is no road yet, so the group has to carry their bags and go up on foot.

Gao Xingxing's physical strength was not very good, and after walking for a while, he was tired and panting, and sat on the side of the road to rest.

Zhu Shan and another boy named Zuo Zhen accompanied her.

Zuo Zhen is from the Poverty Alleviation Office, and he is also in his twenties, and the friendship between the three of them was established by going out together in the middle of the night a few days ago for a barbecue.

Gao Xingxing sat on a smooth stone rock and fanned the wind with his hands: "My work, I often travel for business, I treat it as a tourist, this time it is really not good, I want to die."

She's only 26 years old, and she looks like she's 62.

Zhu Shan had become accustomed to the way she spoke.

Zuo Zhen stood aside with his hands on his waist and reminded: "Fortunately, don't sit, the mountains are cool, and it's easy for you to catch a cold when you rest like this." qδ

Zhu Shan felt that Zuo Zhen was right, and nodded again and again.

Gao Xingxing got up and continued to walk: "Alas, it's really embarrassing for you, wait for me, otherwise I will definitely be taken away by jackals, tigers and leopards, and when I return to Yuhe, I will invite you to dinner."

The three were left last, and by the time they arrived at the village, it was completely dark.

After a simple dinner, the village chief arranged for the boy to live in the village committee, and arranged Zhu Shan and Gao Xingxing to live in a villager's house.

The village chief led the way with a flashlight.

His Mandarin is not very standard: "Grandma Rong's family is just her and her two granddaughters, her son and daughter-in-law went out to work a few years ago, had a car accident, and never came back, Grandma Rong is a poor person, her original house is really unlivable, last year the village committee paid for them to build a bungalow, it is new, although there is no way to compare with your city, but what you need, you can tell me."

It rained during the day, and now the road is wet and slippery, Zhu Shan almost fell, but Gao Xingxing grabbed her.

The village chief turned around, and the flashlight shook on the ground, illuminating the silt: "This main road was filled with cement, but the other roads were not, and it slowly became like this, and now it is the rainy season, and it will be much better to pour cement on other roads in the coming year... Come, go ahead, and I will show you the way."

"Thank you."

"It's our village that wants to thank you, and now it's unimaginable before......

The village chief said that conditions in the village have gradually improved in recent years.

Zhu Shan really didn't expect that there would be such a backward village now, in this situation, it was still improved, and a few years ago, I didn't dare to imagine.

Zhu Shan decided to get up early tomorrow morning, take more pictures of the folk customs of this village, and convey it, if she can get strong support, it will be worth the trip.

Soon arrived at Grandma Rong's house.

Small. There were three people standing in front of the bungalow, Grandma Rong and her two granddaughters.

Grandma Rong was short in stature, with her back hooked, and on her head was a hair ornament unique to their clan, and Zhu Shan couldn't understand what she said.

Two little girls, one in her teens, named Yingying, and the other less than ten

years old, called Jingjing, Mandarin is very standard.

After saying goodbye to the village chief, Zhu Shan and Gao Xingxing were led into the house by Yingying.

The room they lived in was not decorated, with concrete floors and walls, and not even plastered with white plaster.

The light is open-wired, and the switch is a red drawstring.

The whole room has only a boxy high table with a sense of vicissitudes of time, and a wooden bed that is not too wide.

After a simple wash, Zhu Shan took out her camera to check the photos taken during the day, some activity photos, some beautiful photos, and occasionally Gao Xingxing would strayed into the lens.

Zhu Shan handed the camera to Gao Xingxing again: "Sister Xingxing, you are really good-looking, you can enter casually, and your blurry figure is also good-looking."

Gao Xingxing's fox eyes flatteringly threw over: "Are you a sycophant? You've been filming this sycophant for too many days, and you won't change a new word."

The relationship between the two has improved, and the scale of speech has been relaxed.

Zhu Shan shook her head: "No sycophant, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."

"You're beautiful, too, like mangosteen."

"Mangosteen?"

"White, sweet."

Zhu Shan: "I thought you were going to call me fat."

Gao Xingxing sneered, poked Zhu Shan's waist, and quipped, "You're not fat, you feel good like this, I want to hug you."

The two were chatting when the cell phone on the table rang.

It was Ling Xiao calling.

Zhu Shan frowned, not quite wanting to take it.

Gao Xingxing leaned in and reminded, "Your phone is ringing."

Zhu Shan pursed her lips, and then pressed the speakerphone: "What are you doing?"