Shen Xu came in a hurry, "going" peacefully.
Both are secretive and unknown, which happens to facilitate their actions.
When Chu Yujiang arrived at the scene, everything was settled.
The scene has been cleaned up, and the smell of blood has been concealed by the disinfectant, as if it was just an ordinary cleaning.
"... Brother Jiang, how do you deal with things?" The man in black stepped forward, lowered his eyes and looked respectful.
Chu Yujiang swept across the bulging snakeskin bag in the corner, his expression unchanged: "Old rules."
His eyes flashed sharply, and he didn't dare to delay: "Yes!"
Here, there is Chu Yu *** aftermath, everything is carried out in an orderly manner.
In Naxiang, Shen Hun left the teahouse and drove directly to the cemetery.
Before entering the garden, I bought a bunch of calla lilies from a flower shop with little business at the door.
Shen Qian's tomb stands in the widest part of the hillside, with a lake in front and a mountain in the back. It is built like a villa and is extremely wealthy.
Shen Hun personally brushed away the fallen leaves in front of the stele, cleared a clearing, placed the calla lily in the middle, and leaned on the stele.
After finishing all this, she stood still and looked at the man in the photo through her sunglasses.
Due to the special treatment, the photos will not fade after exposure to the sun and rain, so it is no different from the original.
In the sun, the man looked clear and juicy, his eyes were warm, and the corners of his smiling mouth provoked a gentle arc.
Perfectly coincides with the gentleman of Qianqian in memory.
"How are you doing? Is the money still enough? No matter where you are, people like you can't bear to be poor, can't bear hardship?"
The only response to her was the scorching sun.
"I was born in the nest of wealth and wealth, and I lived in a villa when I died, surrounded by mountains, with beautiful scenery. I picked this place, and I'm not satisfied with it. Just live with peace of mind. The people who came to serve you should have already reported to you. On the way, his name is Shen Xu. I have a surname with you. Jingping released the mad dog. You can have a good sex when you have nothing to do. So don’t be surprised when you see him."
The wind passed silently, lifting up the woman's initiation.
"Tianshui, I will leave it to Tan Yao. With his loyalty to you, he will do his best and be more dedicated than me. I heard that I recently bid for a large project in the North Three Provinces and has begun to organize field inspections and market research. Now. As for Mingda..."
Shen Hou paused, "It's not too peaceful, but it's not too bad. Shen Fei is playing a game of cat and mouse, deliberately lengthening the battle line like an eagle, trying to put pressure on me psychologically. At first, Xiao Uncle was a little confused. Fortunately, he was vigilant and smart enough to quickly understand the other party's intentions and find me to cooperate."
"In the past, I would never agree. After all, there is no one in this world who wants to see Shen's fall and Mingda go bankrupt. However, I finally agreed. difficult."
"..."
"I know, you want to ask why. It's not a conscience discovery, it's not a reminder of how well the Shen family used to be, and it's not that you have feelings for Mingda, just to repay your kindness."
"Repay your favor."
The leaves rustled, the sky that was clean as a wash was shrouded in dark clouds for some time, and the sun also hid and stopped showing its face.
The sky and the earth seemed to be dark for an instant, heralding the arrival of a torrential rain.
Shen Hou remained unmoved, "You may think I am selfish. After repaying your kindness, you will not need to live in guilt, no more guilt or regret, and your heart will be uneasy. I will not refute, because I do think so. . You protect me with your life, I am grateful and touched, but I cannot be trapped in it..."
Shen Qian used his life to draw a prison for her. Don't expect this man to have the consciousness of "you are happy" and "if you love her, let go", because people like him have the desire for love to live, and the desire for evil. Death, even love and dedication are extreme.
He wants Shen Hou to remember him for a lifetime!
Feeling guilty and moving, and self-blaming, it is best to have a rift with Quan Hanting because of this. You can't stay together in this life, and you can't die!
Shen Wei's eyes behind the sunglasses were indistinguishable, and she could only vaguely see the movement of her looking down and the trembling eyelashes.
The red lips lifted slightly, and he murmured: "...Aren't you selfish?"
The yangyang tail sound drifted in the wind, and it was inaudible.
"You saved me," she raised her eyes to the photo on the monument, her tone is bleak, "So, I don't want to speculate on you with the greatest malice, for the time being, you just want to save me, but you don't want me to stay where you are. , I will sacrifice for you for the rest of my life."
The wind swept through, and the long hair rose fiercely.
"There will be no special things in the future, and I will not come again, so you can rest assured and wait for me to send the few people who are waiting for you. Naturally, you will not lose your money during the holidays."
After speaking, he turned and left without looking back.
The back is decisive and cold.
On the monument, the picture remains the same, and the person in the painting smiles as usual.
Before leaving the park halfway, the rain fell.
Shen Hun couldn't run in high heels, and soon got wet.
After finally getting to the door, the car stopped some distance. At this time, the owner of the florist next to him poked his head out of the small window: "Girl, come in and hide!"
Shen Wei pushed the door in, "Thank you."
The boss is a middle-aged uncle, a thin sweatshirt, flip-flops, an old pu fan, a huge beer belly, a greasy face and a simple smile.
The sloppy image is out of line with the sea of flowers behind him.
These flowers are mostly white. After all, they are in the flower shop outside the cemetery, so you can't see the rich and precious flowers such as roses and peony, but these plain flowers are full of vitality and blooming. It is carefully taken care of.
"Girl, here—"
The boss handed over a towel: "Wipe off the rain on your body. Regardless of the hot weather, you are still easy to catch a cold, and it is not easy to get rid of a hot cold."
After that, no matter what Shen Hun's reaction was, he directly stuffed her into her hand: "Don't worry, my wife washed it, and it's clean."
"...Thank you."
The boss waved his hand, shook his fan and sat back on the Grand Master's chair. There was a small window beside him, the one he had stretched out before calling Shen Wei. There was a Zhang Mu case in front of the window, and an enamel cup was placed on the case.
At this moment, he slumped into the chair without anyone else beside him, closed his eyes, and hummed a little song, wandering freely, so uncomfortable.
Shen Hun retracted his gaze and took the towel to wipe his hair. A faint fragrance of laundry soap came. The towel in his hand felt soft, but it was not like a new one. It was probably washed and boiled in boiling water.
It can be seen that the boss's wife must be a virtuous, considerate and virtuous woman.
"How long have you been opening a shop here?" Shen Hou said like a chatter.
"There is hot tea there. I have to drink it myself." The boss closed his eyes and didn't open it. He was very casual, "How long is it... I count it, it must be six or seven years."
"How's the business?"
"Usually there are not many people. New graves will be more lively when they are erected. Then there are ghost festivals such as Qingming and July and a half. New Years and New Years are also okay. The rest of the time is just like today."
After wiping the hair, turning the towel over, Shen Hou began to wipe the clothes: "Does that make a profit?"
The boss opened his eyes suddenly, smiled and turned his head: "The girl is a shrewd person, she should be a business man? If a store doesn't make a profit, wouldn't it be closed for a long time, and it can still drag me six or seven years? Just make more money. It’s just a matter of making less money."
Shen Hui nodded: "That's the truth. What time are the store opening hours?"
"It depends on the situation and mood."
She smiled: "It seems that the boss is a person who understands life."
"Hey... It's not that I understand, but my wife teaches well, she is more Tongtai than me."
"Then you must have a good relationship."
The boss sighed: "When I was young, I didn’t scream, couples, most of them came here. When I was a little older, I found out that when I was young, those things weren’t a problem. What can’t be done between husband and wife? Can you understand and tolerate each other? If you figure this out, you won't be noisy."
Shen Hou thoughtfully.
"You are in this business, are you not afraid?"
"What are you afraid of?"
"It's outside the cemetery after all."
"You also said it was outside the cemetery," the boss deliberately bit the word "foreign" very hard, "I don't steal or snatch, so I'll sell a flower. What I should be afraid of is those who violate the law and commit crimes? People? Alive, the police are much better than those illusory ghosts."
"Besides, my old village is rich in meat, strong, can eat and run, and has a strong energy. The evil devil can only hide from me, and dare to scare me?" The dismissive expression seemed to say— "Don't be kidding me, it doesn't exist."
Shen Shi pursed his lips and smiled, "Your calla lily is different from other people's."
"Of course! All the flowers in this shop are personally served by my wife. They can't be blown or sunburned, nor can they be stuffed or shaded. Watering needs to be measured with a measuring cup, and the treatment is better than me."
"Your wife is a flower cherisher."
"Hi—women, I like these flowers and grass, especially the calla lily. I usually don’t touch it. I only sell it to you when I see you look like my wife’s aesthetics, and it’s not pleasing to my eyes. Yes, I just said it was not for sale."
Shen Hou Zhuangruo casually said: "It seems that you like your current life very much?"
"That must be!" The boss sat up from the grandmaster chair. He was big in size and had a lot of meat. He was able to earn a few times before he succeeded. He picked up the enamel cup on the desk, took a few sips, and sighed immediately. The corners of the eyebrows revealed a contented comfort, "Raising flowers, walking the dog, eating and drinking, having a wife with him, good health and peace, and earning a little money by the way, is there a better life than this?"
Shen Hou raised his eyebrows, like a joke: "Don't ask for money and become a master?"
"How about a waistline, not a piece of loess living in it in the end?" The boss took a puff fan and pointed in the direction of the cemetery. "This is a rich man's tomb, which is more expensive per square meter than a yang house, and the people who sleep are all the masters. , But it’s not just that I can only lie down, can’t talk, can’t breathe, and don’t even have a thought. Now, I’m different. I can run and jump, drink tea and grow flowers, and occasionally travel with my wife. I don’t know how chic ."
He is a rare sensible person.
Shen Hou took the towel in his hand, "I'm finished, where should I put it?"
"give it to me."
The boss took it, hung it up on a hanger, and let it air to a ventilated place: "Drink tea?"
"Not thirsty, thank you."
The man didn't reluctantly, he just filled his personal enamel cup, and lay back in the grandmaster's chair with his slippers, following the line, the fat was swelling, but it was strange that it didn't make people feel insignificant and greasy.
Shen Hou: "Are there papers and pens?"
"On the left hand side of the cabinet in front of you, in the second drawer from the top, you have to take it by yourself."
"Thank you."
He waved his hand, and started humming his untuned little tune with his eyes closed again.
The sound of rain outside the window makes the room quiet and peaceful.
For a while, only listening to the small tunes intermittently, Shen Hou's pen rubbed the paper, making a light rustle.
Summer rains come and go quickly.
When the clouds are raining and the sky clears up, the world is like being washed and dyed by a curtain of water, the greener is greener, the quieter is more secluded, and it is cleaner and clearer than ever.
Shen Wei got up, left the high chair at the front desk, and stood still on the ground. Because the hair and clothes were wiped in time, the water was already dry, and he was not embarrassed at all.
She walked to the door and stopped, turned her head and closed her eyes in the armchair, as if she said to the man who was already asleep: "Thank you for the towel. The rain stopped, so I won't bother you anymore. The water glass at the front desk pressed my return. Goodbye."
After speaking, he opened the door and left.
The boss groaned twice, as if he was only waking up, and slowly opened his eyes, just through the small window next to him, he could see the back of the woman walking away.
I don't know when, there is a big man in black around her, who is holding an umbrella for her.
It turned out that it wasn't that the rain had stopped, but that the rain had lightened and no guests were allowed to stay.
"It's not easy..."
He sighed, suddenly a little curious about the "return" the other party left.
I got up and walked to the front desk. I saw a note under the glass of water with the words...
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It's already 12:30 in the morning, and I've left a digression to tell you something.
Yu opened a small vest and wrote a welfare essay for everyone, of course, to satisfy his own writing desire. The title of the book is "Flash Marriage Does Not Flash Off". The author, Yu Xiaodai, is of course this fish. You can find it in the APP and QQ reading of Xiaoxiang Academy.
It was originally a work of Yu Yu's whim, but was later put into an essay contest by the editor to participate in realism-themed competitions, which was unexpected. Key points: realism.
Therefore, there are no overbearing presidents or wealthy daughters in this book. There are only trivial trivialities of two ordinary people entering into marriage. The parents are short, very real, and sweet in the truth, neither abuse nor abuse nor abuse ~ some of fish's experience and perception of life They are all condensed in it. I hope that everyone can gain some insights after reading it. This is Yu's greatest wish and the original intention of opening this book.
Not surprisingly, "Flash Marriage" should not be charged for listing, so everyone can follow and interact without financial burden. I wanted to tell everyone after Mimi finished writing, but after thinking about it, I feel that the plot without interaction is not a good novel, so I decided to tell everyone, I hope you can leave more comments and make more suggestions~
[But I have to explain to everyone in advance, because it is a welfare article, written for fun, so first ensure that the update of "Quan Shao", "Flash Marriage" will be slower (the number of words is not expected to be long, 50 A short story about 10,000~)]
good night!