Qingshui Village is a small village located in Linzhou, Nanjiang Province, and in the southeast of Wan'an Province. It is more than 100 kilometers away from Longcheng in a straight line.
Qingshui Village is a relatively poor village with backward infrastructure and a sluggish economy. In the early years, most of the young and middle-aged people in the village went out to work. Nowadays, most of the people left in the village are
The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled.
At almost 12 o'clock at noon, a Toyota with Dragon A license plate drove into Qingshui Village. It immediately attracted the attention of many people, especially the children in the village. They felt strange and chased after the car.
Running and laughing and shouting.
After Toyota drove into the village arrogantly, it stopped in a square just after entering the village.
Then the car door popped open and six young men got out of the car.
Wearing black trousers, a black sweatshirt, and wearing sunglasses, he is tall, has a cold face, and has a very strong aura.
It was Su Yue, Lu Yang and their group.
After getting off the car, Su Yue and Lu Yang stood by the car door and looked at the village, while Zhang Xiaojiu and the others opened the trunk and moved things out.
This square is located at the east entrance of Qingshui Village. There is a stone millstone on the edge of the square, but it seems that it has not been used for a long time. There are several mattresses on it for drying, and some sundries are placed randomly next to it. On the side of the square,
On the other side, there is a pile of sand, and an excavator is parked next to it.
The ground of the square is not hardened, and there are several deep ruts on it, which were obviously made by the excavator.
Several houses were still smoking.
"Brother Su, is this Brother Mao's hometown?" Lu Yang looked around and asked.
Lu Yang had two panda eyes, which were full of red bloodshot eyes, and his face looked tired. It was obvious that he did not sleep well last night.
In other words, Lu Yang simply didn't sleep all night.
The same goes for Su Yue and others.
"Yeah." Su Yue lowered his head and looked at his phone and said, "Qingshui Village, Qinghe County, is right here."
Lu Yang looked at Su Yue and said with a guilty conscience: "Brother Su, how about you go ahead and I'll look after the car here."
"Snapped!"
Su Yue patted Lu Yang's shoulder heavily and said, "You will see them sooner or later. Are you planning to hide them all your life?"
"Of course not, I just..."
At this point, Lu Yang's voice softened, "I just don't have the shame to stand in front of them."
Yes, Mao Xuewang died to save Lu Yang. This guilt has been weighing on Lu Yang's heart, and it also made him unable to muster the courage to stand in front of Mao Xuewang's mother and sister. He didn't know how to face them. Is it possible to face them?
Say, your son (brother) died because you saved me?
"do you know?"
Su Yue looked into the distance and said in a low voice: "A year ago, Mao Zi had already contacted someone and planned to buy a store in Qinghe County and start a small business. However, it was me who made a phone call.
I called him and called him to Longcheng to join Extraordinary Security. If it hadn't been for my call, maybe Mao Zi would have married a wife in Qinghe County and even had children. He might not be rich.
Dagui, but at least, he won't be hurt, let alone... So my mood now is the same as yours. I also feel shameless to see Mao Zi's mother and sister, but as men, Xiaoyang, we
We can't escape or retreat. Since Mao Zi is gone, we have to take good care of his mother and sister from now on."
After listening to Su Yue's words, Lu Yang lowered his head, gritted his teeth, then raised his head and said, "Brother Su, I understand, let's go together."
At this time, Zhang Xiaojiu and others had already moved everything in the trunk.
There were many people around the square, all of whom were villagers from Qingshui Village. They were divided in age. They were either elderly people in their sixties or older, or children under ten years old. They were all looking at Su Yue and others curiously.
Some people were holding bowls of hot noodles in their hands, sitting on the stone slabs, eating noodles and watching the excitement.
Qingshui Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and few cars usually come in. Moreover, it is such a new car, so the villagers are very curious.
"Boss Su."
Zhang Xiaojiu and the four of them carried their things and came to Su Yue, waiting for instructions.
Su Yue said: "You guys wait a moment, I'll ask for directions."
After saying that, Su Yue walked to the edge of the square, bent down to an old man who was sitting under a tree, shaking a cattail leaf fan, smoking a dry cigarette to enjoy the coolness, and asked: "Uncle, please ask, where is Mao Xuewang's home?"
"
"Ah? Who?"
"Mao Xuewang."
"What did Mao learn?"
"Mao Xuewang."
"What academic aspirations?"
"Mao Xuewang."
"What do you want Mao?"
"Okay, uncle, please cool down first."
"okay."
Su Yue bid farewell to this old man whose ears didn't work at critical moments with a dumbfounded expression. He walked to the side and asked others.
"Oh, Mao Xuewang... seems to be a boy from the Yue'e family, right?"
"Yes, that's right, that's the son of Yue'e family, Mao Xuewang, Xiao Mao. He went to be a soldier a few years ago."
"Are you Xiaomao's friends?"
"Hey, I said Xiao Mao will definitely be successful when he grows up. Look at his friends, they are all great people."
"..."
Although the elders and aunties were older, their minds were still full of gossip. They didn't provide much serious information, but they asked a lot of questions.
But at least I was able to ask about the location of Mao Xuewang's home.
At the west end of the village, there is a crooked-neck willow tree at the entrance of the courtyard, which is easy to recognize.
After asking about the location of Mao Xuewang's house, Su Yue returned to the car, said a word to Lu Yang and others, and then the six of them walked to the west of the village together.
There were big and small bags, big and small boxes in my hands, and I was holding a lot of things.
The villagers of Qingshui Village have been watching them disappear from sight.
A few minutes later, the six Su Yue people arrived at the western end of Qingshui Village.
"It should be right here."
Su Yue said.
In front of them was a small courtyard of more than 100 square meters. In the courtyard was a low adobe house with mottled walls and a few obvious cracks. It looked old and the roof was covered with gray tiles.
, but many of them have been broken, and most of them have not maintained their complete shape.
Such a house, even if it was placed in Qingshui Village, would be considered dilapidated.
What worries Su Yue and others the most is that the wall of the courtyard seems to have just collapsed. A pile of stones and soil are still piled beside the wall. Where the wall used to be, a few branches have been inserted into the ground and tied.
A few wooden boards were used as temporary courtyard walls.
Two longer branches were inserted into the courtyard gate. As for the original courtyard gate, it no longer exists.
Outside the yard, you can vaguely see several very wide ruts.
However, the yard was kept very clean. There was a two-meter wooden stake on both sides of the yard, with a rope in the middle, and a few pieces of coarse cloth hanging on it.
Su Yue took a few steps forward, stood in front of the "courtyard gate", stretched his neck and looked into the yard, and asked, "Excuse me, is anyone home?"
After a while.
"Bang!"
The door of the tile-roofed house in the yard was suddenly pushed open from the inside.
Then, a young girl about twenty years old rushed out, wearing floral pants and a floral shirt, dressed like a village girl, but with a delicate face, like a beautiful narcissus, which made the whole yard brighter.
.
However, this girl's face was full of anger.
A pair of beautiful eyes stared fiercely at Su Yue and others outside the courtyard gate, holding a pair of scissors in his hand.