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Chapter 334 Hooked

The night in the countryside is extraordinarily dark and quiet.

Deng Maolin looked at Wang Fengliang quietly, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar.

What made Deng Maolin feel familiar was that the man named Wang Fengliang in front of him had been living in an orphanage with his other two brothers since the day his parents died.That year, Wang Fengliang had just turned 8 years old; after staying in the orphanage for 13 years, the three brothers Wang Fengliang separated from each other and went their separate ways.In a sense, Deng Maolin is like the father of the three of them. Deng Maolin watched the three of them grow up with his own eyes.

In Deng Maolin's eyes, although the three brothers Wang Fengliang were born on the same day, their personalities are very different.The dead Wang Huliang was actually the kindest and most honest of the three brothers, even a bit like a shy girl.The elder brother Wang Longliang is very smart, but because he lost his parents and an arm in the fire that year, his personality became very withdrawn, he never communicated with other people, and he was even a little autistic.

Among the three brothers, Wang Fengliang was the one with the most flexible mind and the most decisive action.For a long time, when he was in the orphanage, Deng Maolin's favorite child was actually Wang Fengliang.However, when Wang Fengliang was 16 years old, after an extremely unpleasant incident happened, Deng Maolin felt that Wang Fengliang was a cruel person. A big cancer in society.Speaking of which, that incident was also related to Deng Maolin's granddaughter, Xiaojuan...that is, after that unbearable incident happened that year, Xiaojuan never went to the orphanage again.

In the dark, Deng Maolin looked at Wang Fengliang, and after remembering that embarrassing incident, his heart was mixed again.But at this moment, as Wang Fengliang's "father" role, Deng Maolin still came over, patted Wang Fengliang's shoulder lightly, and said warmly: "Fengliang, it's cold outside, what's the matter, let's talk about it in the house !"

Wang Fengliang didn't move, just shook his head with a smile: "No, Dean, let's talk outside."

"Well, well, tell me, kid!"

When Deng Maolin said the word "children", it was from the bottom of his heart.

The children in the orphanage are all children in Deng Maolin's heart.

"Dean, first of all, thank you for taking care of us three brothers for so many years. These things are really a bit overwhelming. But... I really don't have a lot of money recently..."

Wang Fengliang handed the big red bag of gifts to Deng Maolin.

Deng Maolin nodded: "Hey, okay, it's rare that you have such a heart. I'm really touched, old man. In fact, it doesn't matter whether you give something or not. You are all my children. Fengliang, from now on, you will treat my place as your own. Your home, if you are not busy, you can often come to visit your hometown, I don’t know how many years this old man will live.”

"The dean can live a long life." Wang Fengliang smiled, and then asked: "Xiaojuan, is she... okay?"

"........."

When Deng Maolin suddenly heard the word "Xiaojuan" from Wang Fengliang's mouth, he was still very nervous.However, after he paused, he nodded and said with a smile, "Xiaojuan is pretty good. She got married after graduating from graduate school last year. She married a section chief at the post office. This year, she just gave birth to a big fat girl." kid."

Wang Fengliang smiled: "That's good, Xiaojuan has always been a top student, unlike people like us, who are not suitable for studying all their lives. Oh, by the way, please say hello to Xiaojuan for me when you are free. I didn't sensible………"

"Stop talking, kid, who hasn't had a young and impulsive time?"

"Well, the dean will comfort people. Without the dean, I, Wang Fengliang, would not be where I am today."

"Fengliang, I heard people say that you have developed well in Lianhai, and you seem to have opened a hotel?"

"Well, it's a bar, so it's just a meal. It's hard to do anything now."

"Son, you're still young, and you still have a head. Oh, by the way, don't worry too much about your brother Wang Huliang. I believe that if God has eyes, he will be able to find the murderer who killed your brother. Oh By the way, have you contacted the Public Security Bureau?"

"Contacted, they asked me to come to you."

"Well, how about this, tomorrow morning, I will take you to the grave of your younger brother Wang Huliang to worship."

"My brother, where is he buried?"

"Furnace Mountain."

"Furnace Mountain?"

Wang Fengliang frowned suddenly.

However, he quickly returned to his original smiling expression, coughed lightly and said, "Actually, Huolu Mountain is also pretty good. It's quiet there. My brother has always liked quiet places. Dean, can you take me to Huolu Mountain?" Would you like to take a look at the mountain?"

Deng Maolin glanced at him, then nodded: "Yes, I will go with you tomorrow morning."

"No, I'm talking about now."

"Now?"

Deng Maolin was startled suddenly: "My child, what are you talking about? It's already 10:30 in the evening, and I can't see the road at all!"

"It's okay, don't you have a flashlight?"

"No, no, it's too late, besides...Huolu Mountain is not safe, so let's go tomorrow!"

"No, Dean, I'm going to fly abroad early tomorrow morning. I don't know when I can come back to see my brother."

"Ah, so..."

Deng Maolin hesitated for a moment, and then glanced at Wang Fengliang again: "Why don't you wait here, and I'll ask Deng Jinguo to come with us."

Deng Jinguo is Deng Maolin's nephew. He just returned home from the army this year, and his family lives at the entrance of the village not far from Deng Maolin.

"No need, Dean, just take me to the foot of Huolu Mountain now, just show me where my brother's grave is, and you don't have to worry about the rest."

After finishing speaking, Wang Fengliang picked up another black bag in his hand: "Dean, you see, I even bought incense and paper money, just thinking about burning them for my brother. I will leave after burning the paper money. It won't keep you long."

"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll go with you."

Deng Maolin changed a pair of rain boots, took a flashlight from the room, and led Wang Fengliang to Huolu Mountain.

Dark fields, silent.

Overhead, the sky is full of stars.

About 10 minutes later, the two came to the foot of Huolu Mountain with flashlights.

There are four roads leading to the top of the mountain, one in the southeast, one in the north, and one in the north.Deng Maolin led Wang Fengliang to the mountain road to the west, because although this mountain road is the steepest, it is the closest road to the top of the mountain.

At this moment, Deng Maolin, who is in his 70s, is already out of breath.

He stood at the mountain pass, with his hands on his back, looking up at the rugged mountain road and the huge boulders that looked like monsters, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated: "Feng Liang, I won't accompany you up the mountain, because I'm old. You just need to go up this mountain path until you reach the top of the mountain, and the place where you see the tombstone is the tomb of your younger brother Wang Huliang."

Wang Fengliang stopped suddenly, then turned around and smiled at Deng Maolin: "Dean, how old are you this year?"

"I'm 73 this year."

"73? That's quite old."

"Yeah, it's not as good as a year."

"Dean, have you heard an old saying?"

"What old saying?"

"73, 84, it's meaningless if you don't die."

"Feng Liang, you... what do you mean by that?"

"I mean, you are so old, why do you still miss the world?"

"you you you………"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a muffled "poof".

A pitch-black stone hit Deng Maolin directly on the forehead.

"what………"

Deng Maolin screamed and fell into a pool of blood.

Wang Fengliang clapped his hands, and spat fiercely at Deng Maolin's body: "Damn it, if you hadn't stopped me back then, I would have eloped with Xiaojuan long ago."

After finishing speaking, Wang Fengliang went straight to the top of the mountain along the steep mountain road!

At the same time, Xu Zhen, who had been lurking on the top of the mountain, also vaguely heard a scream from the foot of the mountain.

He knew that the fish should be hooked.

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(End of this chapter)