Stinging Eleven

Zhang Ning silently wiped away the blood he spit out, met their compassionate eyes, Zhang Ning smiled, and went back to work. Looking at those thin figures, Zhang Ning clenched the handle of the shovel.

It was late at night, and the people watching them were already snoring and falling asleep.

Zhang Ning picked up a small piece of gravel and wrote on the ground, can he be literate? They all nodded, and Zhang Ning also nodded.

I know that they will take the younger ones out to beg, and the older ones will stay here to work. Zhang Ning knew that her current body and physical strength were not as good as before, and she had to think of a comprehensive way to get them out of here.

The old man with shoulder-length white hair opened his cloudy eyes and looked at the stars in the night sky. They didn't know he could have easily called the police, but he didn't, he had his children here. He rolled over, his back to the children in a little light.

Zhang Ning pillowed his arm and looked at the night sky, the starlight was not particularly bright, the light was distant and dim. The amiable old man had told her that her poison was devouring her life day by day. She had heard her grandfather say that the poison was poisoned into the bone marrow, and there was no cure for the medicine.

"Book, do you like stars? The two most important people in my life have turned to stars. Zhang Ning covered it with his coat and the younger book, and asked the next side and whispered a prayer for the book from heaven.

"They will bless you to get well soon, and Shushu is praying for you." Shushu's small head leaned on Zhang Ning's shoulder, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Thank you, I hope it all comes true." Zhang Ning smiled and bent his eyebrows, looking at the outline of the towering mountain peaks outside, listening to the wind blowing in his ears.

Gu Xiangyi dragged a soulless body every day, facing the moody Tan Shaolin, and accepted him. She didn't like the short opening time of epiphany before, but now she can't wait to be an epiphany, and her appearance is okay, no matter how many times she has crossed this face, Tan Shaolin can restore her to the same as before.

Gu Xiangyi, who was wearing a red light gauze skirt, took A-Ying and went to Hua's house to get the old lady's things, and faced A-Ying's curious gaze, "This is the old lady's homemade lipstick, it should be very good to make it yourself." ”

After Ah Ying left, she opened a bottle of red wine. The red powder and the red wine are mixed together, and no one knows what it just is, and it becomes red wine.

Gu Xiangyi smiled, Zhisheng wants to live a long life, and I will see your children and grandchildren live to the end.

As a bonus, she could see the boy wearing a respirator mask in a hospital bed 24 hours a day. In her and Tan Shaolin's room.

"My baby, are you afraid that one day he will suddenly wake up and see what we are doing, will he jump out of the window and commit suicide? I'm telling you, his phone can also see our room, I asked someone to get it. Tan Shaolin looked at Gu Xiangyi, because he saw Zhang Zhisheng's tearful appearance, he stepped forward to hug her and said with a bad smile.

The tender green leaves were stained with dew, Wei Liqiu walked to the river and washed his face, then reached out and picked a few leaves and put them in his mouth.

Looking at the mist on the mountain, he lowered his head and looked at the document that was illuminated by Chaoxia and put it in his pocket.

"Well done, and did a great job, please eat." Xu Yan came to his side, looked at him with admiration and said.

"Thank you, Brother Xu." Wei Liqiu looked at him and saluted.

"You're not convinced, you've been transferred to the criminal investigation team, right?" Xu Yan asked.

"Young and vigorous, don't mention it, don't mention it. My captain is gone. ”