At around 7 o'clock in the morning, fine snow finally drifted in the sky.

It was early October. In previous years, people in the south still turned on the air conditioner and shouted heat. Even in the north, they only needed to wear a thick coat when going out. But the snow this year came earlier, more than a month earlier than in previous years.

However, this is a small thing for most people, and it doesn't even have a big impact on those farmers - because most of the fields are deserted, and they have nothing to do with them whether they are covered with weeds or snow.

It is not the past. What makes people distressing is not that there are too few lands, but that there are too few people.

As for the city, it is even more empty. Pingyang is a big city, which was the economic center of the entire Northeast region in the past. But although it is still the center now, the area that can be barely called "busy" is limited to the two districts in the city. There are 1.2 million people living here, less than one-tenth of that of six years ago.

In the past, the places close to the suburbs are now even less populated.

The fine snow fell on the ground and did not melt. So the ruins nearby were plated white, and the hairy light snow actually showed a magnificence.

The bumpy streets were also filled. A snow-white road led straight to the distance, and the distance was also white.

But leather boots stepped onto the markless snow, leaving behind a series of footprints.

Li Zhen walked along the road while walking along the thin layer of snow. At this time, he could see the warehouse in the distance - half collapsed, and rusty steel bars poked out of the pile of rocks, like bare bones.

He continued to walk forward for a while, and he could also see the two large iron doors pressed under the pile of stones.

He stopped and stopped walking. He only looked at the warehouse from a distance.

In fact, earlier, it was not a warehouse, but a home for two people. The sun was pretty good that afternoon, and the sky was blue. There was a busy woman and a "absurd" man inside.

But he killed him.

Does Wang Yuanwei know about this? Li Zhen is not sure. However, when he saw the ruins at this moment, he thought of that afternoon, but he was not as uncomfortable as he imagined. Perhaps a certain emotion had faded due to the effect of time, and was replaced by some empathy.

"I can understand your madness until today." Li Zhen whispered, as if he said it to himself, as if he said it to others or ghosts wandering somewhere.

After he said this, he fell silent. Only the fine snow fell in the sky. The snow fell silently. But there was a sound in his ears. It was like a spring silkworm gnawing on mulberry leaves.

After standing quietly for ten minutes, he bowed silently to the warehouse and turned around and left.

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The fried dough sticks were put into the pot. After a sizzling sound, a piece of blue smoke came out of the pot. Two noodles were wrapped in boiling oil and quickly expanded. They turned from white to golden yellow, giving off an attractive aroma.

Qi Yuanshan picked up the fried dough sticks and threw them one by one into the bamboo basket next to him. He wiped his hands on the yellow apron in front of him, kicking Yu Yongqiang beside him. He muttered, "Stay away, don't fall into the pot."

Yu Yongqiang limped on one leg, holding a cigarette, and stepped back. He sat on a stool in a corner of the kitchen less than five square meters. He scratched his head and stared at the fried dough sticks for a while, sucked his teeth and asked, "Hey, I have something I have always wanted to ask you, why do two fried dough sticks have to be fryed together?"

"One can't get up." Qi Yuanshantou said without looking back, "One can become a dead face."

"Why does one of them become a dead face?" Yu Yongqiang asked again.

Qi Yuanshan turned to look at him and frowned. Yu Yongqiang felt a little uncomfortable when he saw him, and he also frowned with his head and said, "What?"

Qi Yuanshan turned around and started to busy himself, saying in a muffled voice: "Don't hide from me whenever you quarrel with your wife. I'm a small place, so two people can't get around."

Yu Yongqiang stepped forward and glared. Unfortunately, Qi Yuanshan turned his back to him, leaving only the back of his head, even if his eyes were staring at the top of his head, people would not look down on him. He realized this, so his body softened again, collapsed on the stool, and cursed fiercely: "That old lady is so fucking."

Qi Yuanshan was happy and said in the smoke: "Didn't you call her a little fairy before?"

"The little fairy girl." Yu Yongqiang spit out a mouthful of saliva, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out. "She is obsessed with it. What do you think she wants me to do yesterday?"

"I don't know." Qi Yuanshan said.

"Is she asked me to go to Yanjing again." Yu Yongqiang took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, pinched the wrinkled cigarette box, and found that there was only one inside. He thought about it and put it back. "Didn't the news say that Li Zhen was having a meeting in Yanjing? The silly old woman asked me to find him again, saying, 'At least you have a relationship with him, as long as he says a word, we won't be like this'-"

Qi Yuanshan laughed and said, "That's not your fault--when you first met, you called you and Li Zhen a 'lifelong enemy' and then 's smile to eliminate your grudges'?"

Yu Yongqiang waved his hand: "Don't talk about those old guys, when has it happened? Besides—"

He looked at Qi Yuanshan's back, and a cautious hesitation appeared in his eyes: "Do you remember that we still have two people? How long have he been back-I heard that there was a man named Yu Ziqing from our place, you know, that boy?"

Qi Yuanshan shook his head: "I don't know."

"Hey, I used to be a slut." Yu Yongqiang patted his knees, turned his head and looked around. Finally, he found a bottle of Erguotou with half left on the chopping board on the side, and then supported the lame leg and owed enough to it, and took a sip with grin.

In fact, he didn't drink well, and he didn't get enough of his ability to eat and drink all day in the first few years. Therefore, after drinking this sip of wine, he was very at the level of seeing the prodigal son become a hero. He took a sip and patted his knee hard, feeling that he had found the state of being in the world back then.

"Yu Ziqing, let me tell you, when I crossed Taoxi Road, he begged me to come and wanted to join me. Then how could I like him? He looked like a thief-" Yu Yongqiang waved his hand and pulled a fried dough stick from the basket next to Qi Yuanshan and chewed it while saying, "As a result, they followed him later, now in Luzon. I heard that he had become a high-ranking official and seemed to have become a prince-"

"There is no title in Luzon, that's a republic." Qi Yuanshan picked up the last fried dough stick and threw it in the basket, shouting: "The fried dough stick is ready!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the small curtain at the kitchen door was lifted open. A beautiful woman walked in, nodded to Yongqiang first, then took the small basket full of fried dough sticks in Qi Yuanshan's hand and walked out. After a while, a clear voice like her singing came from outside - "Who wants fried dough sticks?"

Yu Yongqiang kept watching her. At the end, his body suddenly faded and said sourly: "It's better for your family. It's better to sing and have a good temper - why didn't I pick up such a beautiful girl?"

Qi Yuanshan ignored him.

In fact, if it was the past - not to mention six years ago, just three years ago, if Yu Yongqiang came over like this, he would have to sprinkle a pot of hot oil on his face.

When Li Zhen came here for the last time, the situation in the world was not so bad, and the isolation belt did not come. At that time, Yu Yongqiang followed Liang - but Li Zhen still had a little doubt that this person was pretending to be in front of him. But if he stayed for two or three days, he would find that this person had indeed undergone some essential change.

In fact, the reason is quite simple - he was convinced by Li Zhen. Or if a person really lost the capital and ability to do evil, he would indeed restrain the "evil" in his heart and try to become an "ordinary person".

His life was pretty good at that time and he had a smooth life.

Then the disaster came suddenly.

That day, many people inexplicably turned into dead bones in an instant, and many buildings collapsed. Unfortunately, Yu Yongqiang's decent "office" was in the isolation belt - a whole wall fell down to press his good leg, and the other lame leg could not be used to force it.

The people under his command died and scattered. He was unconscious under the ruins for three days. After waking up, the whole world was so quiet that it made him creepy. So he was sometimes drowsy and sometimes awake and shouted for two days.

On the fifth day, when he felt that God was finally going to take him away, Qi Yuanshan pulled away the gravel that was pressing on him.

Regardless of whether Qi Yuanshan wanted to do so or not, he saved this guy. In the next year or so, Yu Yongqiang stuck to him like a piece of candy. Qi Yuanshan ignored him from the bottom of his heart, but this former gangster regarded him as his life-saving benefactor. Every now and then, he came over with a shy face and said he wanted to cover him.

In fact, at that time, he was almost hungry, just to fight the autumn wind.

Liu Cui'e also died at that time. So Qi Yuanshan was left alone. Later, he pinched his nose and accepted such a friend, and the two of them supported the small store. However, just like now - most of the people who work are Qi Yuanshan, Yu Yongqiang can't control his restlessness and get along with a few gangsters.

However, in the past, with Qi Yuanshan accompanying him every night, he finally stopped doing things that bully the market and became speculative and wrongdoers.

Qi Yuanshan ignored him, Yu Yongqiang curled his lips and continued the topic just now: "Actually, Yuanshan, I have something to wonder - why didn't Li Zhen come to see you?"

Qi Yuanshan put the fried dough sticks into the oil pan again, and after a while, he said, "He's busy."

"How busy can you be?" Yu Yongqiang said.

Qi Yuanshan was a little upset and flipped through the fried dough sticks in the pot, and suddenly turned his head: "He is for my own good."

He glared at Yu Yongqiang and repeated: "He is for my own good. Don't you remember how many people with ability died? Otherwise, let him take you to the front line to fight, will you go?"

Yu Yongqiang pursed: "Then can't I go to do logistics?"

Qi Yuanshan snorted, then turned his head: "I don't have that face."

"Tsk, you guy..." Yu Yongqiang stood up from the stool, stuffed the last bit of fried dough into his mouth, walked to the chopping board and twisted a shredded pickle and ate it, picked up the curtain and walked out.

Behind the curtain is the dining room. When it was a barbecue restaurant, there were more than a dozen tables in the dining room, and beer filled with green plastic boxes were piled at the door. Now the barbecue restaurant has been changed to a breakfast shop, and the name has become "Liu Ji Breakfast". As for the kitchen, the kitchen was large from the front and back, but two years ago, Qi Yuanshan occupied one-fifth of the kitchen area, and was in the same place as the small warehouse behind. Because at that time he had to live with Yu Yongqiang.

After Liu Cui'e's death, her property should have been inherited by Qi Yuanshan. Unfortunately, the property she used to live in had been decayed into a ground of gravel. Now the isolation zone has been removed, but there is still a ground of gravel.

So Qi Yuanshan still lives behind - with the Filipino daughter-in-law he "picked up".

Now the dining room is full of people, all of which are covered in dirt construction workers. In the past few years, the construction workers were not like this - they were at least cleaner than they are now and more energetic. However, a disaster destroyed too many things, and the high-tech machinery used to be no longer used, and even the only good guys who have survived will not be able to drive here - they built housing here.

As for housing, what is guaranteed is the housing of homeless civilians who had no money and no power in the past.

There is almost no sound of talking in the store, it is all the sound of drinking tofu and chewing fried dough sticks.

Yu Yongqiang walked slowly in the middle aisle like a mountain king. Several people who knew him took the time to raise their faces and nodded at him. He ignored him and turned around and walked out of the store.

There was a small board next to the store with the main foods written on it. He subconsciously looked at the board and found that his mark was covered with mud by a naughty child.

This is marked under the two words "fried noodles" - when Yu Yongqiang saw Qi Yuanshan lifting the board out, the first thing he paid attention to was these two words. Because he knew the English word of this thing - it was taught by a bastard under his command from the previous one.

So he asked for paint and excitedly added two English words - oil-tiao.

After all, it was his first time doing a serious business, and he was always a little excited. Until later, he felt that it was boring to work in the kitchen and re-entered himself in the "world". He was still obsessed with his masterpiece and had to appreciate it for a while every day.

Yu Yongqiang spat on the ground, slowly bent down and grabbed the thin snow on the ground, and wiped the mud clean.

Then he realized that it wasn't mud, but shit - he was covered up.

"Which little bastard from my mother--" He immediately cursed, and then quickly bent down to grab the snow on the ground and rub his hands. However, this time he bent down too fast and his legs were not flexible, so he fell to the ground.

The whole face was covered with snow, and the tip of his nose was broken by stones. When he fell to the ground, he instinctively reached out to support him, but unfortunately the weight of his body directly pressed his hands on his face. The most painful thing was to his nose - a foul stinking stinking to his forehead, and he almost lay on the ground and vomited.

Qi Lingling, who was working in the house,—Qi Yuanshan’s wife—quickly put down the plate and ran out.

When Yu Yongqiang saw her, he yelled: "Don't touch me!" He moved aside while roaring, wanting to stand up and also wanting to stay away from the beautiful woman he admired. Unfortunately, his lame leg was not good, so he fell down.

Qi Lingling was about to help him again, and Yu Yongqiang shouted again. At this time, Qi Yuanshan ran out of the kitchen. He pulled Qi Lingling behind him to protect him, and was about to scold Yu Yongqiang. However, seeing his miserable appearance, he couldn't say anything.

So he frowned and whispered a few words to Qi Lingling. Then he said to Yongqiang: "How old is you? Why are you so stupid? Get up and go home to clean it. I'm busy."

Then he took Qi Lingling's hand and walked back into the door, unable to help but sigh.

Yu Yongqiang was waiting for them to walk in before sitting back on the ground. He rubbed his hands clean with snow, and then stood up slowly on the ground. Several workers sitting at the door looked at him with their heads and their numb faces finally became a little angry because of this episode. But Yu Yongqiang did not glar at them and turned around and walked away.

He walked to another sparsely populated alley, and suddenly started cursing like a shrew - "I'm you, God..." (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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