The Plow

"He Youan, dead?"

Ling Shu felt an unreal feeling of trance.

It all started with He Youan.

The first time Ling Shu saw her was at the consulate's banquet.

This incomparably beautiful woman is like a gemstone under the light, no matter which section it is turned over, it is so dazzling.

Her beauty lies not only in her appearance, but also in her temperament, speech, and manners. If all women are different poems, then He You'an is undoubtedly the most beloved one in Tagore's works.

At that time, Ling Shu would never have thought that this woman would have an intersection with him, triggering a series of subsequent stories.

In this story, there is Shen Shiqi who is domineering, Lu Tongcang who cannot ask for it, Jiang He who is named Lu Tongcang's subordinate but has extraordinary abilities, and Mr. Cheng who has a mysterious background. Ling Shu and Yue Dingtang who have nothing to do with the story.

They are all men who surround He Youan.

The more Ling Shu digs down, the more he finds that the story is full of twists and turns, and all the love entanglements he thought were overthrown.

He Youan's layout and purpose seem to have far exceeded his imagination.

But now, the source of all entanglements, He Youan is actually dead.

Ling Shu's curiosity is like a stone thrown high into the air, but it never falls down, with nowhere to turn.

"Could it be a mistake? Or is it a fake death?"

Yue Dingtang shook his head: "Many people went to Longhua Airport to see him off and watched He Youan and Mr. Cheng get on the plane with their own eyes. The plane exploded and crashed not long after it took off, and it was still within the sight of everyone. I rushed over to see that some people were still dead. Now, it’s just not complete, He You’an and Mr. Cheng’s are also found.”

In this case, nine times out of ten, there is no mistake.

Ling Shu still couldn't recover, until Yue Dingtang stuffed a cup of hot water into his hand.

Only then did he realize that Jiang He had left at some point.

"Where's Jiang He?"

It turned out that Jiang He said that there was no need to kill him before, precisely because of the sudden news of Mr. Cheng's death.

The news of this death must have disrupted everyone's plans, even the killers who came to chase them down, probably have no leader now, and hastily retreated.

"Let's go, before you leave, he said that you have saved your life, and he paid it back."

Yue Dingtang couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw that his expression was in a trance.

"Are you hurt again?"

"I'm fine, just some skin trauma." Ling Shu collected himself, "Why are you here?"

Yue Dingtang: "I went to the hospital and saw that you were gone, leaving only a letter."

Ling Shu: "You discovered it?"

He thought that the first person to find this letter should be the nurse who came to give injections and change medicines in the morning.

Yue Dingtang: "Uncle Zhou asked me to bring you some soup on the way to work."

Ling Shu chuckled: "Officer Yue doesn't go to work so early on weekdays, does he?"

Yue Dingtang: "What do you want to explain?"

He had a calm and calm face, but Ling Shu couldn't continue his teasing.

"It's nothing, Lao Yue, thank you very much. If you and Jiang He hadn't arrived in time today, I would have given my life here!"

Yue Dingtang: "Just now I only hit that man's leg. Strictly speaking, it wasn't I who saved you, but Jiang He."

Listening to this, it seems that he is still a little unwilling.

Ever since they were in school, Ling Shu and Yue Dingtang had been fighting each other.

Compete for academic performance, to be valued by teachers, and to be favored by girls.

At that time, there were few co-educational schools, and most of the female students came from enlightened and wealthy families. Du Yuning was one of the best, which naturally aroused the admiration of many male students.

At that time, Yue Dingtang's face was calm and calm, but in fact, he was secretly competing with Ling Shu. The two had exchanges, lost and won, but every time Yue Dingtang lost, he would try his best to win again From this, Ling Shu knew that this person was no less victorious than others, but ordinary people couldn't see it, and thought he was as stable as a rock, unmoved by ordinary people.

At this moment, Ling Shu heard that the other party's aggressiveness had flared up again, because he couldn't save him perfectly once, and felt a little awkward.

But Ling Shu, after his family was in decline and the world of mortals rolled around, he had already learned to let go of that little bit of unnecessary competitiveness along with his previous life, pack it up and throw it out of the sky.

"No, no, don't say that! Even without Jiang He, your shot is enough to slow down the killer and help me escape. This shot is too precious. I didn't expect you to be the first to see the call for help." I don’t know how to express the gratitude in my heart!”

He hurriedly shunned his old classmate.

Yue Dingtang: "It's okay, you can choose your words slowly."

The implication is that I don't mind if you praise me in different ways.

Ling Shu: ...

This is the original intention of saving people surnamed Yue, right?

"Don't say thank you for your kindness, how about I kneel down and kowtow to you?" Ling Shu said hypocritically.

He was sure that the surname Yue would lose face, and he would definitely not agree.

Who knows-

Yue Dingtang was quite straightforward: "Okay!"

Ling Shu:? ?

"...I suddenly remembered that I hurt my knee just now by running wildly, and I still can't bend it. Or, let's change another day, another day?"

He groaned, leaning on his knees and began to hum.

"Why does it hurt so much? I just got a fever and was pulled out of the hospital. Now I feel weak all over. I feel that my condition has worsened and my knee is hurt. I have to go to the hospital to have a look when I go back!"

How old is he, but still looks like a child.

Yue Dingtang sighed.

"Okay, stop acting. When you go back, go to HSBC. He Youan must have left something for you."

He also wanted to know what kind of role He Youan played in this story that ended abruptly.

In terms of curiosity, Yue Dingtang is not weak, but he rarely shows it.

Ling Shu said, "No, I think we should go to one place first."

Yue Dingtang: "Huh?"

Ling Shu: "Dongchunli, Tangqiao Town."

Tangqiao Town is a good place surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Everywhere in the cultivated fields here, you can see green even in winter. At this time, the Lantern Festival has passed, and a few bold new shoots have sprouted from the branches, clamoring to be the champion in the spring. Ling Shu has never been to Tangqiao Town before. The deepest impression here is not the landscape and trees, but——

"My sister said that the Tuolu cake and snow-faced melon here are delicious. She can also make them. I don't know where I learned them. I made them for me once before. They are fragrant and crispy, and there are some spring wild vegetables in them. , if there is lard, it will be even more delicious if it is mixed with vegetable stuffing!"

When he said this, Ling Shu pinched a hot pancake that had just come out of the oven, stretched his neck and took a bite, showing a contradictory expression of his tongue being scalded and the aroma filling his senses.

In comparison, Yue Dingtang is much more refined.

He chose to poke the cake with chopsticks in one hand, break off a small piece with the other hand, blow lightly, and put it into his mouth after it cooled down.

To this day, he still can't explain why he went to the hospital so early in the morning before dawn.

Maybe it was because he didn't sleep well the night before, so he simply got up early, maybe it was because he was thinking about the student papers that had not been graded in school, or maybe he thought that the surname Ling was too troublesome, so he wanted to pick him up early, so that he would not run into Mr. Cheng again. What happened.

Who knows, what Yue Dingtang saw was not the frisky Ling Shu, but a letter for help.

At that time, Yue Dingtang's first reaction was that Ling Shu was playing tricks on him.

But thinking about it, it seems unreasonable.

Because of this trace of unreasonableness, Yue Dingtang directly knocked on the door of the director of the city bureau early in the morning, asking him to send someone to follow him and follow the trajectory of Ling Shu's departure. Thanks to Ling Shu's outstanding appearance, many people Impressed to finally find this train.

Therefore, the only food Yue Dingtang ate today was this Tuolu cake in his hand.

Not to mention that Ling Shu blows it up to the sky, even if he doesn't say anything, a hungry person can even drink boiled water, which is three points sweet.

"Miss Boss, is there a place called Dongchunli in our town?"

On the other side of Lingshu, a piece of cake was eaten, and his stomach was a little full, and he had already started to inquire about the situation with the bakery proprietress.

The proprietress is over forty years old, and she still has a bit of charm. When Ling Shu and the others first came in, she stared at Ling Shu's face for a long time.

Yue Dingtang noticed with sharp eyes that the size and quantity of the plate of Tuolubing served by the proprietress seemed to be a bit larger than those on other tables.

"What are you looking for there?"

It was a common gossip, but the proprietress' expression changed instantly.

Ling Shu saw it in his eyes and remained calm.

"I have a distant relative who lives there, and it's all the elders' friendship. In our generation, I have never seen it before, but the elders at home asked me to come over to pick up things. No matter how cold it is, I have to run for a while." Come on, if you know, tell me about it?"

The proprietress looked left and right, sat down on the table, and came closer, as if gossiping.

"Everyone in this town knows that it is a terrible place. After many people died of a plague in winter and spring a few years ago, there was only one family left there, and it was a woman. This woman did not know where she came from the year before last. Some people say that she stole another family's child, and some people say that she is a ghost child picked up from a grave, so she is fine at ordinary times, and no one wants to approach her in winter and spring. , There are no new people moving in there."

After that she sighed.

"If you want to say it's pitiful, the widow is indeed pitiful, but she is too hard-nosed. I don't know if the child will be restrained by her!"

Ling Shu and Yue Dingtang looked at each other.

They originally thought that Dongchunli was very big and it would be difficult to find it, but they didn't know there was only one family.

A widow and a child, to be exact.

Could the puzzle He Youan left for them be solved quickly?

The two were no longer in the mood to eat cakes and chat, Ling Shu casually sent a few words to the proprietress, and then set off in the direction pointed by the other party.

Winter and spring are almost in the suburbs, the sky is gloomy today, and what the proprietress said just now, it really has a spooky atmosphere.

The few houses that Lingshu and the others passed by had been withered for a long time, with no population, even the houses were open, and the yard was covered with a lot of dust, not to mention the scene behind those half-closed doors.

The only house that was considered clean was naturally the extinct widow that the proprietress said.

When they were standing outside the courtyard looking around, someone happened to push the door out from inside.

Behind the middle-aged woman was a child with a handsome face and a cotton-padded jacket with a large pattern, who couldn't tell the difference between male and female.

To Ling Yue's surprise, the first thing the woman said when she saw them was not to ask their names and where they came from, but to let out a surprise.

"Are you here to pick someone up?"