But no matter how you look for it, you really can't find this detailed table that records Jianghechen's labor reform.

The bearded man glanced at the time when Jiang Hechen entered, and said to himself, "August ......"

He's been here for twenty years, and he's repeating almost the same work every day, which makes his brain memory tend to degenerate, and he doesn't have many memories, but at that point in time, there is a slight difference that allows him to have some memories.

"I remember, there was a shortage of people in a coal mine at that time, and a group of people were assigned to work in the coal mine, and then there was an accident, and I was held responsible."

Xue Rinan immediately flipped out his phone.

Fifteen years ago, there was a major injury incident caused by the collapse of a coal mine, referred to as the 922 incident.

Back in the car.

Xue Rin'an sat silently in the co-pilot all the way and smoked.

Zhou Jingrun made a phone call with the Eastern District Crematorium, hung up the phone and asked, "Go and see?"

East End Cremation Plant.

This side is responsible for the cremation of prisoners inside the prison.

Xue Rin'an didn't speak for a long time, his eyes fell on the gray-white sky above the prison outside the car window, and he pinched the cigarette butt, "Go for a trip."

Jiang Jianing works in a hotel suite.

She took on a job of translating a manual in the evening, and the time was tight, and she had to publish the manuscript in one day.

She put on her glasses and tapped her hands on the computer keyboard.

Xiaoyudi was afraid of disturbing Jiang Jianing, so she played with tangram for a while, drank two sips of water with her thermos cup, glanced at Jiang Jianing sitting in front of the computer, poured another glass of water, held it in both hands, and handed it to Jiang Jianing.

"Mom, you drink water."

"Thank you," Jiang Jianing took out a free hand and touched the top of Xiao Yudi's hair, and smiled at her, "Xiao Yudi is so good."

Xiaoyudian smiled obediently, moved a small stool and sat next to the chair, watching Jiang Jianing typing, and didn't bother her.

In the past, when Xiao Yudian was in the hospital most of the time, when Zhou Jingrun was busy with work, Xiao Yudian was also very sensible not to stick to Zhou Jingrun and be an independent big child.

Jiang Jianing turned her head and handed her the paper and colored pencils, and told her to draw on them casually, "There is a fruit bowl over there, eat more fruits."

Xiaoyudian obediently agreed.

Jiang Jianing didn't come back until night, when Zhou Jingrun and Xue Rin'an came back.

Xiaoyudian was already sleepy and napping with the pig's pillow, and when she was picked up by Zhou Jingrun, she didn't forget to call her father.

Xiao Yudian was still holding a piece of paper in her arms, and when she felt Zhou Jingrun pulling the paper out, she hugged it tightly and opened her sleepy eyelids hard, "Dad, look at the picture I painted!"

"What did you draw?"

In front of Zhou Jingrun's eyes was a painting drawn by a child with immature brushstrokes.

A few words were written on it.

"A Family of Three"

In front of a boxy house with a chimney, in the middle of a man and a woman, stood a little girl with braids.

Xiaoyudi pointed at the drawing paper with her soft little fingers.

"This is Mom, this is Dad, this is Xiao Yudi," Xiao Yudian smiled, "I drew it, okay?"

"Well, that's great." Zhou Jingrun hugged his daughter's soft body tightly.

Outside the window, the night is as dark as ink.

When Xiaoyudi was born, he stayed in the hospital for half a year before he came out of the incubator, and he actually hated Ellie in his heart.

Hate her for selfishly leaving a sick child to him.

But now he is very grateful.

She also left him with one last thought, a daughter of her blood.

Jiang Jianing's translation has not yet been proofread.

Xue Rin'an asked someone to deliver dinner from the porridge shop, opened it and put it in Jiang Jianing's hand, "Haven't finished yet?"

"Well," Jiang Jianing said, "the manual, and the final proofreading."

She pushed her anti-fatigue glasses up above her head and pinched her nose

Liang Meixin relieves stress.

Xue Rin'an turned the laptop screen and pushed the pumpkin porridge in front of her, "You eat, I'll help you proofread."

Jiang Jianing blinked, "This is a bit of a technical term......

"yes, I know."

Xue Rin'an raised his hand and took off the glasses on Jiang Jianing's head, put them on the bridge of his nose, and began to proofread the translation for Jiang Jianing.

Jiang Jianing sat aside and ate porridge, and she leaned over to see a few places that Xue Rin'an had revised for her, and the translation was more in line with the local written grammar.

She chewed the rice grains in her mouth, "Xue Rin'an, you are amazing."

Xue Rin'an: "I want you to praise me in bed."

Jiang Jianing glared at him.

Give him three points of color and want to open a dyeing shop, what kind of yellow waste is in his head.

However, she also found out that Xue Rin'an was really dissatisfied with some of that request recently, and tossed several times at night.

And since Jiang Jianing knew that he was infertile, he no longer asked Xue Rin'an to take measures.

Should it be that after there are no measures, the experience is exceptionally good?

This night, she found that Xue Rin'an was going to be extremely fierce, tossing and turning a few times, and when she woke up, she found that Xue Rin'an had not slept yet.

Her strength to pinch him was gone, "Xue Rin'an! You don't have a chance!"

What to stay to check, she really wanted to kick him under the bed.

Xue Rin'an lifted her waist and a gentle kiss landed on his eyelids, "You sleep, I'll wait a little longer."

Jiang Jianing: "......"

In fact, Xue Rin'an was just because these days, Jiang Jianing and Xiaoyudian got along, and he was stunned after noticing the sweetness in her eyes.

He thought, even if it is difficult to conceive, try a few more times.

Xue Rin'an had insomnia.

After he hugged Jiang Jianing and washed, he put on his nightgown and walked to the living room to smoke.

In the afternoon, they went to the crematorium.

There will be a management fee, but the other part, most of which are cremated criminal ashes, after a long period of storage unclaimed, will be buried in a mass burial for the dead.

At that time, after the coal mine incident, most of them were the ashes of criminals, and they were all disposed of unclaimed.

A list is kept at the crematorium.

In this list, there is the name of "Jianghechen".

Xue Rin'an took a picture of the list.

In the dead of night, he sent a photo of this list to Du Qingling.

Du Qingling sat up from the bed suddenly.

Her pupils dilated, she clutched the clothes on her chest hard, and she breathed heavily, breathlessly.

She saw the name of the man in it at a glance.

Jianghe Chen......

All the past has been turned into an unclaimed list of ashes in the crematorium.

Du Qingling closed her eyes, tears streaming down her sockets.

The last time she saw him.

It was he who sat in the prison, behind the glass of the visitor, and smiled at her, and said to her, "Go back with your parents."

He left her a signed divorce agreement.

Du Qingling tore the divorce agreement to shreds in front of him.

"I won't divorce unless you die!"

In a word, it is a prophecy.

For a long time after his death, Du Qingling was always awakened in the middle of the night surrounded by nightmares, and this sentence kept wandering in his mind.