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3165. Chapter 3165 Live for yourself

Chapter 3165 Live for yourself

The two of them walked to the wall. There was a small piece of cultivated vegetable land there. The vegetables grown in it were all home-cooked side dishes. Su Yiqian picked up a handful and saw Song Jishan looking at her with a confused look.

Su Yiqian lowered her head and looked at the food in her hand. Is it okay?

Song Jishan sighed faintly, "Forget it, boss, I'll do it."

"What's wrong? This dish is inedible? Or is it that the food I picked is not vegetable but grass?"

"No, this vegetable is edible, and it's not grass, but...it's hard to clean it up like this."

While Song Jishan was talking, he started to do it himself. Although he didn't use much force, he saw that he had pulled out the small dish. It looked much better than the one with a big lump of dirt in Su Yiqian's hand.

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Su Yiqian coughed lightly, knocked the dirt off the wall twice, then took the handful from Song Jishan's hand and stood aside.

They picked a lot of vegetables and came back. Qin Xingjun also ran to find the staff, communicated with the canteen through the program team, and brought some ingredients. They planned to cook together tonight.

Lu Zhidong stood behind the camera with a thoughtful expression on his face. When did this show start to go astray like this? What about exploring legends and discovering different cultures as promised? Even if you help the police catch criminals, you can still do it now.

Have a farmhouse??

No matter what he thinks, the audience in the live broadcast room really likes to watch anyway. For them, they just want to watch any program, so it doesn’t matter, as long as it’s good to watch.

Many things in this house were complete, and young men who had changed into training uniforms came in with the things they needed.

Su Yiqian and the others had only gone to their respective rooms, kitchen and dining area so far. Although the other rooms were unlocked, they consciously did not push them away to check.

As soon as the young man came in, he saw the diary placed aside and was stunned. This diary...

"Brother?" Qin Xingjun looked at him doubtfully, and then followed his gaze, a little surprised. Could it be that he still knows the owner of this diary?

The young man who came back to his senses had complicated eyes. He looked at Qin Xingjun and asked in a deep voice: "How did you find this diary?"

"It was in the desk drawer of the abandoned elementary school, packed in a file bag. We found it and brought it back."

The young man was stunned for a moment, then his eyes turned red, "It turns out to be there, no wonder we can't find it."

Qin Xingjun was full of curiosity, but he did not continue to ask, but nodded, and then carried the things into the kitchen.

The young man did not leave after delivering the things, but started working with them. Only then did they know his name, Cheng Yu, the taro of taro.

Song Jishan handed the washed dishes to Qin Xingjun, then turned to look at him, hesitated for a moment and then asked: "Do you know Song Zhi? He may have taught in a primary school here.

"

Cheng Tao turned around, met his eyes, was silent for a moment, and then nodded, "I know him."

Song Jishan subconsciously took a step forward and clenched his fingers slightly, "I...Song Zhi is my uncle. My name is Song Jishan. Can you please tell me about what happened to him back then? How did he get here?"

?How did you leave again?"

The others tacitly walked aside and gave the place to them. At the same time, Zhongyi patted Song Jishan on the shoulder and told him to turn off the microphone before talking.

After Song Jishan reacted, he nodded and walked outside with Cheng Tao.

The two people didn't know what they said, but Song Jishan's eyes were red when he came back, and several people couldn't help but cast worried glances.

Song Jishan shook his head at them, washed his face, and rejoined the cooking process.

None of them are chefs, so they just made some home-cooked dishes, and cooked a big pot of rice. This was an exploratory program, but they turned it into a lifestyle program.

Su Yiqian looked at Song Jishan, who had completely adjusted his mood and was now able to talk and laugh with others.

After dinner, they packed up the dishes and went back to the table and sat down, watching Song Jishan take out the diary.

"There is a story about my uncle and one of his best friends on this island. In fact, it is not beautiful. To be more precise, it is more tragic."

As Song Jishan and Cheng Tao narrated, both the guests on site and the audience in the live broadcast room gradually became quiet, and no one made any more noise.

It turned out that Song Jishan's uncle Song Zhi broke up with his family and came to this island with his friends after leaving home. At that time, there were many local villagers and military personnel stationed on the island. Song Zhi became a very ordinary person.

Teacher, take root on this island.

The few years here were the most comfortable time for Song Zhi. He didn't have to deal with other people's overt or covert temptations, and he didn't have to stay in the laboratory for more than ten hours every day. He could watch the sunrise and sunset against the morning glow.

Blow the sea breeze.

But the good times did not last long. All the villagers on the island had to move away. There was no need for the school to exist, and Song Zhi had no reason to stay here.

His good friend unfortunately passed away due to illness. Following his will, Song Zhi personally scattered his ashes into the sea, then boarded the ship and left.

Song Zhi left his diary in the abandoned school, and also left the best memories of his life here.

There was silence in the room. This small courtyard was where Song Zhi lived with his friends. The vegetable field was cultivated by Song Zhi himself. This was the life he longed for.

Many emotional netizens in the live broadcast room have cried. Song Zhi's friends will stay here forever, and he will stay in the sea forever. And Song Zhi, after burying the memories with his friends, is as happy as he came.

Like that time, I left the island alone again.

Song Jishan took a deep breath, and his eyes turned red again, "My uncle is actually a person who likes to travel around and enjoy freedom, but because of his identity and work, he has to do it every day

They all spent time in the laboratory. I am very happy for him, because he later found a lifestyle that suits him, and I am also very happy that he was able to leave such a beautiful memory for himself."

Su Yiqian closed her eyes slightly and was able to truly live for herself. This is what many people dream of? How many people once dreamed of traveling around the world, but their edges were smoothed out because of family and work? She was actually very lucky.

I have truly lived for myself in my two lifetimes, and lived happily.

Qi Sizhou let out a long sigh and spoke with a slightly hoarse voice, "Actually, when I started making music, countless people told me that I was not good and that I could not succeed. I should just find a job, get married and have children. But.

I was unwilling to accept it, so I gave myself a chance."
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