The next chapter will be updated very late, everyone will read it tomorrow morning~]
Yesterday was a very special Ching Ming Festival.
When I was coding today, my heart was not at peace, which affected the state of writing the story, so I decided to write something.
Because brother, this book is a funny novel, a fairy tale light comedy, most of the time the author will not carry private goods to influence the readers, the positioning is to provide the masters with a source of joy, so I have not expressed these in the past few months .
But in the end, there are still some things I want to talk to people.
The author Bacteria first paid attention to this epidemic before the Chinese New Year.
In order to code with peace of mind, I did not accompany my wife back to my father-in-law’s house in Chongqing for the Chinese New Year. I updated steadily at home, and suddenly saw a piece of news about unknown pneumonia.
—The author Jun has the habit of regularly collecting all kinds of network information every day, otherwise he would not be able to present so many jokes and jokes to everyone.
It may be luck, or my ancestors practiced medicine for generations. I was watching the news and I had an idea for no reason. I asked my wife to buy a ticket for the 29th year. I didn’t wait for the 30th year. Take them home.
I just got home and learned that Wuhan was closed;
Later, I hurriedly checked the flight. Half an hour before the flight of my wife and daughter, there was a flight with a confirmed case at Penglai Airport, and I was in a cold sweat when I returned home.
Disasters came quickly, all kinds of negative news were flying all over the sky, rumors and panic filled everyone's life overnight.
I was also in a panic, checking the temperature of my wife and daughter every day. When a confirmed case appeared in the small city where I lived, I even quarreled with my wife, whether to go to a big supermarket to do my shopping, or go to a small supermarket to make do.
Sitting in front of the workbench, concentrating on the code words, weaving the leisurely story on Xiaoqiong Peak;
After the update, I held my mobile phone and began to browse through the news on the Internet, but found that I was just an Internet writer, and all I could do was press a button.
I remember very clearly that I updated a New Year’s greeting post at that time. At that time, the base of the readers was not as good as it is now, but after looking at the comments of the readers on the three "prayer posts", I realized that I was really old. Tears The point is too low.
The mountains and rivers are safe, the country is peaceful and the people are safe.
These eight words did not touch us too much when we were born in peaceful times, but after experiencing the baptism of this virus war, I believe most of them have a certain concept.
Those eulogized stories in history textbooks are all silhouettes of the times, presented before the eyes of future generations.
In the first three or four months of 2020, there are also silhouettes of heroes and the backbone of the nation, which are destined to be left to our future Chinese sons and daughters to watch.
The road to fight against the epidemic is destined to be a lonely road;
The vast majority of our Chinese people can only watch from afar in silence, cheer secretly, and watch those angels who have the ability to save people go retrograde.
Fortunately, the flower growers are not as weak as they were bullied by evil wolves;
Fortunately, the sons and daughters of China still have iron bones that have not been rusted by vanity;
Fortunately, we have a country that would rather give up economic data and put people's lives first;
Fortunately, with you, you stood up and stood up in difficult times, and never flinched.
During the Chinese New Year, Shan Zhang paid homage three times to the God of Plague, wishing to ask the God of Plague to leave the mortal world as soon as possible.
Only today did I know that it was the soul of the heroic spirit that I wanted to worship.
willing,
After the epidemic, the mountains and rivers are safe;
Huaxia Yongzhu, Guotai Minan.
A hero is easy to go, and the soul of a person is eternal.