A small town on the west coast of Maple Leaf Country.
A wooden house.
The gardens and lawns were obviously carefully manicured on weekdays. One day before Christmas, some colorful balls and ribbons had been hung in the yard, and there was also a Christmas tree placed in the yard, which had been trimmed in half.
Near the eaves, in a glass greenhouse, which cuts off the cold air outside, pots of flowers and plants are growing happily.
Inside the house, there is a room with excellent lighting. There is a Chinese-style table, with a square of snow-white rice paper spread on the table at the corner of the curling cloud, and copper tiger head paperweights pressed on both sides.
A woman stands at the table with a phone in her hand.
"... His last message... Everyone is silent... See you in the next life, Niutou."
"Okay, I'm on a mission, so I won't say any more."
The woman answered calmly and gently pressed the button to hang up.
"So... is he dead?" The woman sighed and said to herself, "Do you still like to call me Niutou so much... I hate this name so much."
It was as if the news of that person's death did not bring any emotional fluctuations to her.
The woman calmly put away the phone.
Raising his hand, he held a stick of rosin ink with his slender fingers and gently ground it on a water-patterned lotus inkstone.
Every movement she makes is gentle, meticulous and methodical.
After a while, she put down the ink, reached out and gently picked up a wolf hair hanging on the pen mountain.
Soak it in ink, pick up the pen and start writing on the rice paper.
In the warm room, the woman's delicate face had a calm expression, and she was wearing a long red dress, which highlighted the sickly paleness of her face.
Especially the long snow-white hair is even more weird.
With a flick of the wrist, the pen moves like a dragon:
The spring breeze does not hesitate to be beautiful,
How can I sigh at the passing years and smile at my white temples?
After writing, the woman put down her pen, read it quietly for a few seconds, exhaled, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Actually, I understand the mentality of people like you."
The white-haired woman said slowly. She raised her head and looked at a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa in the room.
The middle-aged man was about fifty years old. He originally had a square face that was quite dignified, but now his face was full of fear. He was leaning weakly on the sofa. He seemed to want to move, but he could only slump there helplessly.
The woman blew on the rice paper carefully and continued: "You are the kind of person who does big things, then rolls up the money and comes here, treating it like a paradise, as if you have committed all the evil things."
It has nothing to do with you.
Every day, I play with flowers and plants, and get some artsy antiques.
Write and draw.
Did the devil become a Buddha?
But there is nothing so cheap in this world.
Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. Is it so easy to become a Buddha?
Those whose families were ruined by you, those whose wives and children were separated by you, those who were swept away by you for most of their lives, those who were deceived by you into selling their houses and land...
You said you put down the butcher's knife, and those creatures you tortured could be wiped out like this?"
At this point, the woman smiled faintly and laughed at herself: "Of course, I am not a messenger of justice. To kill you, someone paid for your life. Not much, one million. The job is small, and others will look down upon it.
, I took it on my own initiative."
"I, I can give you more!" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, blushed, and struggled desperately, but was still unable to make a single move.
"I know that you are rich, and you took away hundreds of millions from that scam in China. But... it won't work. If the person here today is not me, maybe you can spend tens of millions to find a way to survive.
"
The woman looked up at the middle-aged man and said calmly: "But it won't work for me."
After a pause, the woman then smiled and said:
"If Yama wants you to die, I will be responsible for seducing souls. Remember me when you walk down the road to hell. I am the soul seducer under Yama's tent."
After saying that, the woman picked up a gun on the desk and gently turned on the silencer.
Plop!
Two shots!
One shot in the forehead and one shot in the chest.
The middle-aged man stopped moving.
The woman walked quietly to the sofa and looked at the man's body quietly.
After a few seconds, she raised the gun and pointed it at the man's body.
Puff, puff, puff...
Empty the magazine in one go!
After putting away the gun, the woman looked at the body quietly for a while, then turned and left.
With very light steps, she opened the door and went out of the house, taking a look at the flowers in the greenhouse in the yard.
"Humph, the beauty cannot withstand the wind and rain."
The woman slowly walked to the side of the road and got into a car parked there.
He started the car with a calm expression and drove along. As the car drove, the coastline in the distance became clearer and clearer.
Over and over in my mind, I recalled the conversation I had when I sat in front of that guy for the first time.
"May I have your name?"
"Yu Naitang."
"Is it the pickled fish?"
"……Yes."
"White Rabbit toffee's toffee?"
"No, it's Nai! Does Jiuding know what big tripod means? It's a ritual vessel used by emperors in ancient times."
"...I don't know, which word? Write it for me."
"..." Pick up the pen...
"Oh, this one. Where's the sugar?"
“Begonia’s Tang!!”
"...Oh, Naitang...NT, hey, let's call you Niutou from now on!"
"It doesn't sound as good as milk candy! Don't want it..."
"No, you want it! How can there be no bull's head in Yama's tent?"
"Who is that horse face?"
"I don't know. I'll tell you when I meet the right one later."
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That guy... that guy... is dead?
The fingers holding the steering wheel slowly tightened, but a smile slowly appeared on his face.
"There are green mountains in your heart, why bother to follow others to see peach blossoms.
But Qingshan is no longer there, so there is no attachment left."
With that said, he let go of his hand on the steering wheel, picked up the phone, and sent the last message.
"Niutou...is offline."
On this winter afternoon, a car rushed out of the coastline. The silver car body seemed to draw a strange arc in mid-air, crashed out of the beach, and flew into the waves!
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Return to this time and space again.
2001, March 26.
Lao Sun got up and sent the guest to the door.
Next to worker Liu was a man in a suit, with a calm expression and quite a bit of momentum.
"Then Director Sun, we will say goodbye today. You can consider the conditions we proposed again."
Old Sun smiled reservedly and opened the door to see the guests off.
Just as I closed the door and walked back to the living room, I heard another knock on the door.
Lao Sun turned around to open the door and saw...
A handsome little piggy.
Lao Sun felt really a little fed up.
Chen Nuo's smiling face...that's all, I didn't reach out to hit the smiling person.
Behind him, there was a man wearing a jacket.
"what?"
"Come and fix the glass for you."
"..." Old Sun gritted his molar teeth and let him in.
Behind him was the owner of the glass shop. He walked in and asked a few questions, then went straight to Lao Sun's master bedroom.
"Is it right here?" Pointing to the window covered with newspapers.
"That's right, that's right, hold on tight, you can't live with a hole all the time."
"Don't worry, it will be delivered to you tomorrow. Pack it well!"
After the glass shop owner took the measurements, Chen Nuo paid the bill.
Lao Sun looked on coldly, not wanting to be polite.
It’s his fault!
The night before yesterday, after the glass was smashed, Lao Sun rushed to the window and happened to see the back of the little piggy running away!
What is this called? This is called catching someone cheating... Bah!! This is called catching someone with treachery and catching them all!
After seeing off the glass shop owner, Lao Sun looked gloomy and was about to say something. Chen Nuo spoke first.
"I met Liu Da when I came up just now... um, Teacher Liu?"
Lao Sun thought for a moment: "Well, he and Mr. Zhao from the education company came to talk to me about something."
"From school?" Chen Nuo walked to the sofa and sat down. He reached for the cigarette case on the coffee table out of habit, but this action was stared back by Lao Sun with wide eyes.
"I'm used to it." Chen Nuo smiled and quickly changed the topic: "The education company is looking for you to renew the contract?"
"how do you know?"
"You guessed it."
It's actually not difficult to guess.
No. 8 Middle School will be completely restructured at the end of this semester, from a public school to a private school. The education company group has big plans, and the plans are not small.
What is most important in a private school after restructuring?
Of course it’s the teaching staff.
No. 8 Middle School is a poor school. If we look back twenty years in the history of the school, the highest enrollment rate was during the years when Lao Sun was the head teacher.
Lao Sun is also the only one who is still working in the school and has won the Outstanding Teacher Award.
If we continue to go to public schools, maybe Lao Sun will not pay attention to all kinds of nonsense.
But in private enterprises and private schools, what the capitalists want is profits. After the restructuring and taking over the whole school, how can the number one trump card under his command, Lao Sun, be pushed out?
He must have come to see Lao Sun to discuss contract renewal.
"They want you to lead the class?"
"Lead the graduating class, head teacher, grade leader, and director of teaching and research."
"The salary must have gone up, right?"
"Well, it's better than before... Hey! You kid! Why do you ask so much about money?"
Chen Nuo looked at Lao Sun and thought, don't be so harsh, Comrade Sun, you still owe me two hundred thousand.
But looking at Lao Sun, it seemed like we had not reached an agreement just now.
"You didn't sign?"
Lao Sun sighed.
In fact, why don't you want to sign? Lao Sun really likes to teach and educate people in school. What's more, he also took the initiative to increase his salary. There are middle-aged people who are older and younger, and they need to eat.
The heartbeat is definitely heartbeat.
but……
Chen Nuo understood that it was the same thing as the loan sharking incident last time.
Lao Sun cherishes feathers very much, and that incident had a very bad impact. There are still gossips in the school, and Lao Sun cannot clear his face and go back to teach.
"Okay, you immature child, why are you asking so much?" Lao Sun waved his hand: "Don't skip class today, go to school properly!"
Children who have not grown up?
Chen Nuo looked at Lao Sun with a smile.
Comrade Sun, if I were bolder, your daughter could take maternity leave.
Chen Nuo stood up to say goodbye and left the Sun family.
But I didn’t go to school. Instead, I strolled to the nearby computer room and played StarCraft for a while, and then returned to the school classroom with the bell ringing for the last class in the afternoon.
"Chen Nuo, the school is going on a spring outing on Saturday. Do you want to bring little Ye Zi with you?"
When Sun Keke saw Chen Nuo coming back, he immediately came over.
Spring outing?
This word sounds very strange. I haven't heard this word in probably more than 20 years.
Chen Nuo thought for a while, he had nothing to do on Saturday anyway, and nodded.
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For young people, among the few things that make them happy during their school days, annual spring outings and autumn outings are probably among the few that can be ranked high.
Chen Nuo remembered the spring and autumn outings organized by the school when he was a child in his previous life:
A crowded bus.
Singing and laughing along the way.
Queue up to enter those overcrowded scenic spots.
A school bag was stuffed with various snacks and soda.
Of course, the happiest thing is if you can sit next to the girl you like on the bus...
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The place where we went for the spring outing was called Langya Mountain. It was not the Langya Mountain of the Five Heroes. Of course, this place had nothing to do with "Langya List" or Mei Changsu, who was so handsome even when he vomited blood.
In fact, Langya Mountain is also quite famous. Everyone knows about it from "The Drunkard's Pavilion".
Chu is surrounded by mountains. Its southwest peaks and forest ravines are particularly beautiful. The one that looks awe-inspiring but deep and graceful is Langya.
See? Isn’t this just one more line? There’s no need to write about food.
This Langya Mountain is in Chuzhou, Dahui Province. It is not too far from Jinling City, more than an hour's drive.
Before the restructuring of No. 8 Middle School, it was not a wealthy school, but it was not too stingy either.
We rented a few buses from the bus company and set off carrying hundreds of students in the first and second grades of high school.
As for the senior year of high school... there is no spring outing!
Isn’t it great to prepare for college entrance examination questions?
Sitting on the bus, Chen Nuo breathed a sigh of relief.
So suspenseful.
I almost fell into Shura field again just now.
When looking for a seat, Chen Nuo sat on a double seat, and then... Li Pickle and Sun Baicai came over and looked at Chen Nuo without saying anything.
Chen Nuo smiled and hugged Xiao Zizi and sat beside him.
Okay, the two girls looked at each other.
Li Yingwan acted the most decisively. She snorted, turned around and got out of the car.
The daughter of a capitalist was followed by a car. If she didn't want to sit with Chen Nuo, she wouldn't bother to take the bus.
Sun Keke also snorted and sat in the front row of Chen Nuo.
Comrade Lao Sun called his name at the front of the carriage.
Well, Lao Sun also participated in the spring outing. Because the head teacher, Mr. Wu, said that the leg he injured last winter had relapsed and it was not convenient for him to participate in the spring outing. In fact, Lao Wu was just lazy.
Taking dozens of children out for a spring outing... is a very exciting thing for students.
For teachers, it's a nightmare.
Dozens of half-year-old children, with legs and feet, capable of running and making noise, each with their own ideas, run wild and run wild. It takes too much effort to restrain them, and it can make your head explode.
Then there is no point in traveling, it’s just looking for trouble.
Don’t go!
Teacher Wu is old, so she can show off her qualifications and find an excuse not to go because her legs hurt. All the teachers in the grade, who are young and inexperienced, have to come.
As temporary guardian.
So here comes Lao Sun. His qualifications are quite high, but Lao Sun is very enthusiastic. What’s more, his daughter is also here.
They were singing and laughing all the way. I don’t know who started the song first, but the students started singing.
All in all, the second grade is very good.
Don't people waste their youth in two?
Yep, Chen Yanluo despised him very much.
A few minutes later.
Chen Xiaoye gnawed on an apple given by Sun Keke, watching her brother sing along with everyone: "You are always too soft-hearted, too soft-hearted, and you take all the problems on your own..."
Old Sun is a little uncomfortable. Why does this little piggy always look at himself furtively when singing this song?
After a while, Heart Too Soft finished singing and changed to the next song.
"I'm sorry, you are very hurt now, very hurt, very hurt..."
Well, look at me again?
What do you mean?
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