Ye Tiannan, who was poisoned by poison, was like a walking corpse. After Sun Qianhua came back from Yingzhou, Xia Shu and Ling Mengmeng started to attack the Kawasaki Consortium and Hongyetang, while I was remotely controlling Kawasaki Sakurako and a marionette. Some of the instructions from the side allowed Ling Mengmeng to help Shu Shu to start digesting the strength of the Kawasaki Consortium again with the Inoduan family.

Spring goes to autumn to another winter, and time comes to the end of December in a flash.

I drove to the mountains with Mo Jin, and by the way, I threw Ye Tiannan, who was no longer worth using, in the trunk and brought it here.

Qiu Yuqing and the others will arrive here the next day, but Wu Guifeng has been taking care of Xuejun's father in the mountains for the past six months. On the basis of the original 100-acre navel orange garden, Wu Guifeng has expanded the contracted area, which is nearly 1,000. He has planted fruit trees on acres of barren hills, including oranges and pomelo, as well as some other fruit trees.

He has also opened up dozens of acres of land to grow green vegetables, built a breeding garden in the orchard, and raised some poultry animals such as chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, cattle, and sheep, and a batch of them has been released for six months.

When I arrived that afternoon, Xuejun's father found something like a butcher's knife and hooks. We dragged a pig weighing more than 200 jin from the pigpen and slaughtered it!

The pigs weighing more than 200 kilograms are not big, but they are the largest in this batch. Wu Guifeng said that the pigs raised here are all pigs boiled in a large pot of unsold vegetables in the vegetable field. Therefore, it grows faster and the meat quality is healthy. There will be more than a month before New Year's Eve. When the pig grows to about 300 pounds, it can be sold.

When talking about this, I obviously noticed that Xuejun's father also seemed very happy to participate in our conversation. From planting orchards to raising livestock such as chickens, ducks and geese, the old man seemed to find the joy of living in it, but More because Wu Guifeng serves him here like his own son.

It took us two hours to slaughter a pig. When we started to cut the pig's hair after boiling the water, Xuejun's father took the initiative to let us rest for a while. He was very good at this, so Wu Guifeng and I sat not far away. Tian Kan each lit a cigarette and chatted!

"I really like the life in the mountains. Although I'm tired every day, but I'm also full, and my physical strength is relatively good. I think it's almost the same as doing this on the battlefield..." Wu Guifeng said with a grin. "This year, I've basically spent my time here. I plan to bring my mother from my hometown to live here on New Year's Eve!"

"That's fine too, but will her old man agree?" I asked with a smile.

"Yes, she only has a son like me, and I still have an older sister and a younger sister, but my older sister is married in the country and can only live on her own. My younger sister went abroad two years ago, so she is the most suitable for me. Yes!" Wu Guifeng said with a smile, smoking cigarettes and spitting fog, like an old farmer in the fields, but it makes people feel down-to-earth and simple.

Not long after, Mo Jin, who took the initiative to cook at home, came out and told us that it was time to go back to eat. She didn't dare to watch the pig slaughter, so Wu Guifeng and I got up and followed to help clean up the slaughtered pig. Cut the pork, put the rest on the chopping board for now, cut some pork and some offal to take home.

night.

We put the cut pork and some internal organs together in the hanging iron pot and slowly simmered it. The father of this way of eating Fa Xuejun said it was the most indigenous way of eating in the mountains. The smell of pork wafted out from the pot, because the pigs raised in the mountains did not have those particularly fishy smells, so even if the pig lungs and fat intestines were thrown in together, it would only make the meat smell more intense.

After dinner, Qiu Yuqing and the others called and said that they had already boarded the plane and were not expected to arrive until tomorrow morning. I handed the phone to Xuejun's father to chat with Qiu Yuqing.

Xuejun's father was smiling, but after half an hour, he seemed a little dumbfounded, because Qiu Yuqing was so entangled, he even dragged the old man to chat about trivial matters for almost an hour before ending the call.

In the evening, Xuejun's father was going to make a new bed for us, but Mo Jin smiled and said that the bed was reserved for Qiu Yuqing and the others, and it could be made tomorrow, because she wanted to experience the feeling of sleeping in a tent in an orchard... …

For her novel idea, the old man can only helplessly smile and shake his head. Although it is difficult to understand what young people are doing now, he does not feel that this is Mo Jin's dislike of the living environment at home. Of course... the premise is that Mo Jin The temperament of hibiscus itself does not give people such a feeling.

Mo Jin deliberately brought a tent, a quilt and a sleeping bag for camping in the car. She originally liked the life of hiking, so whenever she heard about going to the countryside, she liked to bring her own tent!

When Mo Jin was setting up the tent alone, I quietly took Wu Guifeng to the place where I parked. When I opened the trunk, Wu Guifeng's eyes suddenly turned red by the silvery moonlight. Ye Tiannan's face was smashed!

During this period of time, Ye Tiannan, who had been tortured into a human form, didn't even feel too much about the fist hitting his face, but just stared at us in despair, with a hint of pitiful pleading in his eyes.

I grabbed Wu Guifeng and tried to continue fighting and sighed: "Wait another day, I just want you to arrange him, and when Yuqing and the others arrive tomorrow, we will bring him to Xuejun's grave, who should be beaten and killed. ...are you free then?"

There were tears in Wu Guifeng's eyes. The more he was with the old man in the mountains, the more he could feel the loneliness in the mountains. For Wu Guifeng, he suddenly felt that people could be poor, but at least they couldn't. Lose the meaning of life!

But for Xuejun's elderly father and mother, the death of Xuejun made the mother lose the meaning of living, and the death of his wife and son almost made the old man lose the meaning of life!

Sometimes, the emotional communication between people is very simple, and it doesn't even need a word to feel the sadness and discomfort of the other party. Wu Guifeng has a deep understanding of this!

The reason why he worked hard in the mountains in isolation from the world was because he also thought of his parents. He had no time to accompany his father when he performed tasks all the year round. When his father died, Wu Guifeng was not by his side, so he hoped to let Xuejun's The father ignited hope for life, and also wanted to make this place better, and then picked up his mother.

At that time, Wu Guifeng accompanied the two old people. If they were willing to go to the orchard, they would go to the orchard, and if they were willing to feed chickens, ducks, geese or cattle, sheep and pigs, they would go to feed cattle, sheep and pigs.

For some people, life is a high-rise building, but for others, it is just chickens, ducks and geese...

That night, I chatted a lot with Wu Guifeng, all of which were his thoughts and actions in the mountains. There was no big reason or deep emotion, but it made me see everything about this tough guy clearly and clearly. emotion!

I have always felt that among the members of the seventh group, Wu Guifeng is the most simple and honest, and the word simple and honest sometimes does not have a good meaning, but now I feel that maybe when the word simple and honest is linked to the word steadfast, it is also the most simple and honest. Great compliment!

I handed Ye Tiannan to Wu Guifeng, and then went back to the tent deep in the orchard.

Mo Jin had already erected the tent, and even held some colorful lights around it and hung it on the fruit trees. Because it was December, many navel oranges had not been picked and sold. The colorful lights and the bright yellow fruits. Outline a beautiful picture in the light.

"Come in..." Mo Jin pulled me into the big tent, and through the opening above our heads, we lay side by side on the ground covered with moisture-proof mats and quilts, feeling the freedom of lying between heaven and earth breath.

"It's a pity that there are no stars, otherwise it would be perfect!" Mo Jin said with a smile.

I reached out and hugged her, and smiled softly: "Actually, it's already perfect. As long as you are by your side, there will be many times when I want to see Xingguang, but now there are very few opportunities like this!"

Mo Jin gently hugged me and said with a smile, "No way, as long as you have time, I will accompany you to visit Grandpa Xie every year."

"Well..." I nodded, sniffed her scent, and pulled the tent up to the top. The light in the tent dimmed a bit, but it wasn't completely dark, because of the flashing lights outside. , inside is like in a hollowed pumpkin shell, brilliance warm and romantic.

Mo Jin got goosebumps when I sniffed in her ear, and whispered in a slightly trembling tone, "What are you doing...it's so itchy..."

I turned over and looked down at her, and our eyes met, Mo Jin stared at me, biting her lip, her eyes filled with shame, dyed red and white. beautiful cheeks...