It is a very clean and refreshing smell. Only a man who does not smoke or drink, lives extremely self-disciplined, and is lucky enough to be alone in the rolling mudslides, can still carry this kind of morning breeze long after he has grown up.
For a time, it made people feel ashamed.
Gan Qing was stunned, until the melted cream landed on her fingers, and she wriggled slightly as if awake from a dream.
In the quiet alley, the boy with the chocolate ice cream had already run away, and there was a faint sound of a wild song in his mouth. The hooligans at the barbecue stall were frightened by the "three knives and six holes" sister to run away. Now, only afterglow, only overlapping shadows.
Even the wind stopped.
Yu Lanchuan seemed like a traveler who had finally reached the land of his dreams. He planted a flag on the top of the mountain, took a half step back fully and tiredly, and looked into Gan Qing's eyes.
Gan Qing's central nervous system was temporarily shut down, and the muscles in his limbs were at a loss, so he had to rely on "inertia" to do what he had no time to do just now - stuff the ice cream dripping with cream into his mouth.
The thick creamy fragrance rushed into the tip of her tongue, mixed with the mint smell of the ice and fire just now, one side was sweet and the other was bitter.
The night wind blew up again, blowing the smoke of fireworks from the barbecue stall in the dirty alley. Some arrogant children were playing bicycles nearby. The hoarse bells rang endlessly. Let the breeze blow between the beautiful eyebrows... These excess information almost congested Gan Qing's senses. When she arranged her five senses and six senses clearly, half of the ice cream had been eaten.
Yu Lanchuan rubbed his back molars gently: "Excuse me, can you give me some pointers, how should I understand your reaction?"
Gan Qing thoughtfully took a bite of the egg skin, which was surprisingly crisp.
Yu Lanchuan's eyes began to twitch: "Are you a little confused..."
"Let me compare," Gan Qing sipped the cream on the corner of her mouth, "Which one of you is sweet?"
The soul of her facial features is in her eyes, the lower half of her face is very low-key, her lip line is thin and sharp, and often lacks blood color. Driving Yu Lanchuan's gaze to nowhere, he moved his throat slightly, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Have the results come out?"
Gan Qing seemed to want to say something, but she swallowed half of her thoughts and kept silent. She nibbled at the rest of the ice cream and laughed, then turned around and walked towards the small noodle restaurant, but her eyes turned more than her body. Slowly, he grabbed Yu Lanchuan's neck ruthlessly and led him away.
"If you say it casually, why do you really believe it? It's a bit lacking." Gan Qing thought, "How can you compare it with it? This thing is only five yuan."
She went back and asked the boss to pack the remaining sesame cakes. The boss refused, so he had to get her another dozen.
Gan Qing said, "Don't tell me, how can anyone still walk around when they can't eat?"
"Take it, it's fate for you to come." The boss said, "Eat enough is enough, so as not to worry about having nowhere to eat in the future."
Gan Qing could not refuse, so he had to hang the packing bag on Yu Lanchuan's hand and quietly put the meal money under the cup. When they came out, they encountered two overtime workers, carrying paint buckets, and writing the word "demolition" on the street next to them, and they were about to write all the way.
Gan Qing stopped and watched for a moment, took a sesame cake from the bag, and reached out to Yu Lanchuan: "Give me that letter."
Yu Lanchuan hesitated for a moment: "Do you still want to see it?"
"I didn't finish it." Gan Qing held the biscuits in one hand, followed by the sesame seeds that fell from the palm of his hand, and walked backwards, "I don't understand clearly, how can I completely end this matter?"
She wants to uncover all the grievances in the past, even if she has tied the knot with her own hands and threw it into the frying pan.
The oil pan is already boiling, but she still has to reach out to fish, because there are no old friends who are good to her and sorry for her. Wan Muchun is alone, how can she dare to live in pieces like this
And Yu Lanchuan, Bai Fumei, who is all over the world, doesn't want it. She has to spend two hundred and fifty years in her life. After so many years of risk control, she must have done it in the belly of a dog. How could she let him lose everything
For a moment, Yu Lanchuan suddenly felt that Gan Qing, who was back in the light, and the figure many years ago overlapped.
Step on the wind, like a thick cloud of fire.
Yan Hao swept the fur off the ground, raised her head and glanced quietly, she was wearing a mask, her face seemed to have only a pair of eyes, the puppy who had just been made perfect hair was lying in front of her obediently, humming and coquettish. , is a picture of a quiet time.
Yan Hao thought: The bad guys are all dead, and Yang Ping is also in prison. It will be fine in the future.
Feeling his gaze quietly, he raised his head and glanced at him, Yan Hao smirked at her, ran to the next door diligently, brought a bag of newly bought cans and put them down, and wrote in a secret book: "I will continue to go to school in the future. Well, can you be a veterinarian?"
He quietly tilted his head to look at him.
"I have money," Yan Hao wrote stroke by stroke, "I can pay you tuition."
Quietly, her eyes flickered for a moment, as if she was smiling. She took the pen and said, "Little brother, don't be such a good person. Good people suffer and are easily bullied."
Yan Hao didn't take it to heart, he touched the puppy's smooth back, he said goodbye quietly with a smile and left.
Watching his back quietly, the sparkling smile in her eyes gradually disappeared. She glanced gloomily in the direction of Courtyard 110 through the glass window, her hands clenched into fists.
The puppy who was wagging its tail just now jumped off the high platform with a "woo" and hid in the corner.
Zhang Meizhen accompanies old gang leader Yang in the hospital, and Gan Qing has no one else at home.
Yu Lanchuan found a blank piece of paper: "The people who kidnapped the family members of the elders of the Beggar Gang were the gang members, but Wei Huan and Zhu Cong didn't go to them first, because the elder Zhu had avenged his revenge and was arrested and sentenced. Those few disciples were working with them, not the main culprits. Besides, they were also imprisoned, so the two were cleared. At first, they tracked the people who set fire to the house and were acquitted. But in the In the process, I found something wrong.”
Gan Qing spread out Wei Huan's letters one by one: "Well, they took it for granted at first that the kidnapper and the instigator...they were the same group of people who set fire to the fire, but when one of them was desperate and begged for mercy, He said something very suspicious. He said, 'You guys want to harm your own people, why are you dragging me into it? I just owe some money'."
Hearing this, Yu Lanchuan put down his pen and said, "Actually, there are two things that I always think are strange."
Gan Qing looked at him.
"First, even if the elders were not at home at the time, and there were only old and weak women and children at home, even if none of these people happened to be able to fight, wouldn't it be too late to call for help? Some victims had four or five people in their families. How can you control so many people silently and silently in an instant?"
There are indeed such bridges in foreign movies, but firstly, the gangster must have at least a gun in his hand, and secondly, the place where the victim lives must be far away from the neighbors, and the victim can’t call for help.
But Yanning in the early 1980s was not like this. There would be a lot of people living in small bungalows. I don’t know how many households were crowded in a small and narrow alley, and there was no privacy to each other. Nosy neighbors persuaded through the wall, if a gangster suddenly broke in, as long as any startled child screamed, the neighbors would definitely turn on the lights.
"Second, she whispered that her uncle who committed suicide was innocent - she was tricked into reporting by Yang Ping, so as to clear her suspicions when the incident happened. Don't you think this brain circuit is very strange? The relationship between the reporter and the victim Good, good character, can it mean that he is innocent? Besides, even if the messenger is innocent, there is no necessary connection with 'Yang Ping's innocent', right? The beggar gang can't be logical because the ancestors' main business is begging."
Gan Qing said, "But her uncle, the messenger, has died. Since her mother was sent to her hometown in the countryside, it means that Elder Zhu has never suspected the messenger."
"I think the relationship between their two families is more than 'no doubt'." Yu Lanchuan said, "You think, if a friend is used by others and kills your whole family, even if this person is completely ignorant and commits suicide to apologize, Will you be completely free from grievances? Even if Elder Zhu is very kind-hearted and can't bear to see the lonely little girl left unattended, then you can find someone to adopt in Yanning, why put her and his only remaining seedlings together ? It's so strange, isn't it?"
Gan Qing was stunned for a moment, then raised his head abruptly.
"Those who can support each other," Yu Lanchuan said word by word, "either a life-and-death relationship, or a conspiracy."
Gang Leader Lao Yang and Zhang Meizhen were overwhelmed by their love and felt that all their fights could be turned into jade and silk. However, not only the Xingjiao Gang and Yang Ping were dissatisfied, but Elder Zhu and the others were also strongly opposed to the "marriage" between the Beggar Gang and Xingjiao Gang. .
But Yang Qing, the old gang leader, was one of the five greats before liberation. The old gang leader for many years covered the sky with one hand in the gang, and he made up his mind to be a "dizzy monarch". No matter how much the elders objected, there was no room for them to say anything... So, how can we make it happen? Is this thing yellow
Gan Qing tapped the edge of the table with his fingers: "Old Yang's gang leader is in his 90s and still has a dog-beating stick. He doesn't fall down, and people don't dare to move. Thirty years ago, when he was in his early fifties, he was in full swing. At that time, when Elder Zhu made public troubles in the martial arts conference, to save the face of the gang leader, it was not something that an 'elder' could do."
"First they deliberately provoked conflicts. At night, they gathered the crowd to drown their sorrows with wine. After discussing with a few friends, they took their family members to other places to rest for a night. Yu Lanchuan said, "Elder Zhu, the messenger, the kidnappers, the kidnapped victim, Yang Ping—they were all accomplices who knew it from the beginning. This is the only explanation I can think of."
Just then, the landline at home suddenly rang, interrupting their goosebumps speculation.
Gan Qing picked up the receiver and said, "Hello?"
"I, haven't slept yet?" Zhang Meizhen said, "I don't know what happened, the hospital suddenly sent a large number of seriously ill patients, the wards are not enough, the corridors are full, and Lao Yang is almost recovering. Now, let's discuss with the doctor, go home and live today, and make up the discharge procedures tomorrow - we will go back in a while, I don't have the key, you leave me a door."