Novel Serialization (50) "Open the Iron Door: The Case of Counterfeit Money" (Author Liu Ling)

The little bird stood at the door of the room and said, "The smoke is smaller, the fire is much smaller, and naturally the sky will become brighter." ”

Many people looked numb and walked around the fire site without a purpose, but in fact, they didn't know what to do. All the people were covered with ashes, if they didn't know who was who. Moreover, I think that a small number of people are clearly neurotic, and they are afraid of missing out on watching the excitement. When it was almost time for dinner, many people forgot to eat lunch, and they were not addicted to it. There were five people holding bowls, smiling while eating, and even commenting on the old carpentry shop that had rumbled and burned down in the fire, and it was mainly young people who spoke indifferently. The grizzled adults majestically - threatening to find a tea tree stick to clean up their son - shouted to the boy to hurry home, in fact, in the end, including their parents, did not know how many times they had stood on the muddy ground that they had stepped on, staring at them with straight eyes, and occasionally turning their heads to chat with the people next to them. I still couldn't hold it up, so the bird had to go out to help me, and asked if he could carry me back to the house. My wry smile is not so exaggerated, others will think that I am pretending. "When it comes to fighting fires, I don't do as much as they do!"

"Just because you're not injured doesn't mean you don't have to contribute." Little Bird said.

I lay down for a while, then walked to the door to see that the lively staff and their families also had some new faces. Some are nearby villagers, including long-term seasonal workers. The little bird came over and said, "People are tired and half dead, Bai Hua, don't spend any effort to cook at night, I'll send it to you from the small room." "I just didn't feel like I had the strength to cook and I had to move a lot of things back to their places. The first squadron sent me five people, and I was really busy until it was dark. Their necks, legs, and arms were stiff, their eyes were gray, and their eyelashes were wet with tears. To tell you the truth, if it weren't for this fire, I wouldn't even believe that there were so many people hiding in and around the Longkou Brigade. Where did they run out, many people, around the bush, deliberately had to pass by the tractor road at the door of the material warehouse once, and some people were afraid to come three or four times. They pretended to have forgotten all about the three people who sent the deputy of the Gu Brigade to the field hospital and the puppy cub rescued by Nana, and only the students in the courtyard were talking loudly. On the day the fire went to the room, in fact, they couldn't wait for the firefighting trainees to enter the second gate, and the smoke could be seen in the prison room. It is possible that the courtyard was similarly shrouded in smoke. I heard that there were still people who climbed to the roof to watch, the cadres on duty shouted and screamed, and they threatened them with electric batons, and those people were reluctant, and they were crowded in several corners of the courtyard, rejoicing.

The light of the fire was certainly invisible, but the smoke was billowing and the sky was falling, and the smoke melted like brown sugar or potassium permanganate falling in the basin water. Everyone waited for the people outside the second gate post to hurry in, just to find out more accurate details from each other. The flames were much smaller, but they seemed to be beeping and peeling, and the sound of horns and horns seemed to be there before the lights were blown out. There is a corner that seems to be still red, splashing sparks, fluttering butterflies, and small fireflies, decorating the brigade as if celebrating a grand festival. Small puffs of green and white smoke came out one after another, rising into the sky for a long time. The strong smell pervades the air, and suddenly the wind blows it away, and it can be smelled no matter how far away. There is no doubt that I became a star all of a sudden, and the happiness of being near the water was strong. I felt like I was falling into the center of the whirlpool of the long river, for fear of being careless and saying the wrong thing. It is naturally impossible to avoid it, and sometimes, even if I am not a press officer, I have to shoulder the responsibility of explaining to those who ask casually. I think it's probably too deserted to be cared about at the hospital.

Zhong Zheng actually had the face to say to many people in the courtyard:

"Honestly, I'm also interested in the fire."

He was not stupid, but deliberately avoided the word accident.

There was an old bandit leader on Mafang Street who ran his finger at his goatee.

"Fires were a lot of sight when I was younger."

"In peacetime, farms are rare."

"It's natural to be interested." The old worker said with a sly smile.

"You feel natural. As if you were preferred. ”

"The preference is still too exaggerated. Don't talk nonsense, young man. ”

"It's all the same, it's like fighting one." Zhong Zheng said.

I had the feeling that he was talking about the people who were going to be forced to do drug rehabilitation.

"I'm so flattered by what you said!" The old man said.

I accidentally looked at the electronic watch on my wrist and was taken aback on the spot: "Yo, time flies so fast, it's almost 5 o'clock in a blink of an eye." Zhong Zheng, you go to the cafeteria to eat. I don't want to cook. ”

It seems that those of us who live outside deliberately want to enter the second gate, hoping that someone will ask, to escape the little panic in the depths of our hearts.

"So, I won't go in, cook it myself." He said.

"You might as well eat at the bird." I laughed.

"I'm afraid that when I see the cadres, my saliva is about to dry."

I remember not cooking for three days, I just felt too tired.

After Cheng Ming's death, the accident continued to ferment. I seemed to smell not only the sour smell of wood, the smell of burnt and fire, but also the stench of Cheng Ming's corpse's Lai Su'er potion, which hurt the flesh and began to rot. It is estimated that this smell will be there for most of the year until it snows. The burn scar on Luo Xiaosong's face, which I imagined at every turn, would forever remain on his handsome, well-defined face, and inadvertently swayed in front of me. I hardly dare to take a idleness, and I am most worried about cranky thoughts. Even, they would run to my dreams for no reason, and he was also wearing a wooden mask on his face, hoping not to suddenly take it away and wake me up.

"I found a rural wife." "The children are seven or eight years old." "Still, I want to live alone."

Luo Xiaosong and Cheng Ming sat face to face, looking at each other in silence.

"Sometimes Yang Sheng will also insert between the two of them."

Zhong Zheng smiled bitterly, often pretending to be in a daze, and he laughed at himself:

"Luo Xiaosong is like that, it's better to be single."

When I woke up, I was tired and sweating profusely. Of course, I had never seen them in the material warehouse, and the team received a report that Luo Xiaosong was alive and in danger.

Zhong Zheng raised his head and drank the half jar of leftover tea on the three-draw table, not even leaving the tea residue. He put down the enamel teapot and spread his hands out at me, as if it wasn't enough to quench my thirst. He threw off his arms and walked briskly with Zhong Zheng's signature walking posture. I stood at the door of the brigade's material warehouse and watched him fade away. He returned to the laboratory room.

There were quite a lot of people waiting for the long-distance bus, so I managed to squeeze into the bus. Coincidentally, the lotus-white Jiefang brand car from the outside drove past the archway, raising bursts of dust.

It occurred to me that half a basket of frozen mushrooms had not been sold, and there were not as many people around me who liked to eat them. I'm probably responsible for the sales problem. It is estimated that there is no place to make money by relying on raw frozen mushrooms, and the profit is not enough to go to the provincial capital to get the fungus travel fee. Why don't you call it the parasitic strain over there? I immediately became agitated, and before I had time to think about it, the door of the long-distance bus slammed shut, and the dilapidated car staggered back onto the road. For three months in a row, Zhong Zheng and I both felt crazy and exhausted. I'm very anxious, but I can't tolerate things to drag on until tomorrow.

"Even if you grow ten pounds, you have to sell it, otherwise you will be old."

Just waiting for the long-distance bus to stop at the settlement, I hurriedly got out of the bus and walked towards the low buildings, and finally finished selling the frozen mushrooms, and walked back to the brigade exhausted.

It is absolutely impossible for Luo Xiaosong to come back, and after Shi Xueping left, we originally thought that Li Linyan would be appointed as the leader of the big duty team. The result was unexpected, and I acted as the team leader, so naturally I couldn't sell frozen mushrooms anymore. Zhong Zheng is responsible for selling it himself. I only acted as the team leader, to be precise, it was only twenty-three days, just after the month and a half, and Yu Enxuan was announced as the team leader.

Chapter XI

I asked Yang Sheng many times what he planned to do after he got out of the labor camp one day. When walking around the courtyard in circles.

After Dink's harmonic teaching, Yang Sheng and Zhang Huiai accompanied me on duty.

"Let me tell you a word from the heart, Birch, in fact I'm tired of it. I am simply full of fear of these normal things happening, and before the real realization of a legal society, my family's lawsuits are actually inexhaustible, and often there will be no results. I don't want to petition after I go out this time. ”

"It's better for you to figure it out than to be confused for a long time!"

"After I go out, I just want to live well for the next few decades."

"It's really good, a stone on my heart fell to the ground?"

"I couldn't get out of breath that day, and I was dazed, and I ended up trapped in the carpentry room, surrounded by fires, and the road was completely sealed with smoke and dust. Actually, I couldn't see anything at that time," Yang Sheng said with fear on his face, "If I hadn't had my instincts at the time, maybe God blessed me with my life, and I walked in the direction of the window by mistake, and then I passed out directly on the way they had to enter through the window, and they might have suffocated to death when they found me." Cheng Ming couldn't see anything clearly when he went in, and he happened to trip over me, otherwise how could he be rescued so easily. It's a pity that God still has to take his life and leave, I killed Cheng Ming, and I want to go to see his mother first. I heard that he has an old mother who is old, and I can take her to my house to support her in the old age. I just don't know if her old man is willing or not. I'm a little sorry Cheng Ming! That day, I almost got in with Luo Xiaosong, like Nana's family, and I wanted to take the surviving dog when I went back. It was in that sea of fire that I suddenly opened my mind and figured out many things at once. If I can't get out that day, to be honest, I really can't get out, and no matter how many houses I give them, it's useless. The lawsuit is over! In the world we live in, there are some things that are right and wrong, and we little people don't need to understand! ”

"At that time, it was really dangerous, and it was possible that more people would die...... Even if it's only slightly slower than half a beat. ”

"I thank the Bodhisattva for giving him another time to live."

"And for good reason. Luo Xiaosong is alive but even worse than dead. You don't know how proud he used to be of looks. ”

"It's not right at all, Bai Hua, it's good to be alive if you escape from death. Dead there is nothing, the darkness is really scary. It's better to be alive to have hope to fight for it, even if it's just silently waiting, knowing that the sun will rise tomorrow and the moon will replace the sun. Throwing a seed will sprout. You say that I feel guilty in my life, how can I pay off their relationship! ”

"There's really no way to pay back this kind of love." I say.