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The smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys. Zhou Shoulin's Hongxing Home Cooking Restaurant has a very good business. The two young apprentices are of good character and they can get started quickly.

After the restaurant opened, Uncle Zhou didn't show up again. The two young apprentices got girlfriends. Zhou Shoulin cleaned up the house in the Red Star Brick Factory.

But Zhou Qingluo's studio has just started, Xiaoci is a partner, and the two are busy like a raging fire.

Zhou Shoulin felt sorry for them, and prepared rich meals for them every day. In the afternoon, when Jiao Zuo came out of the racing club, he went to the studio to pick them up. Home cooks a hot potluck for the kids.

Jiao Zuo felt that this was the feeling of going home.

After get off work, they organize bureaus everywhere, just wandering.

Jiao Zuo has been put on a dozen pounds by Zhou Shoulin recently.

Jiao Zuo ate and drank enough, pinched his stomach and burped, "Oh my God, I ate too much today, and I will definitely not eat tomorrow."

Xiao Ci: "I've been saying this for several months, how have you ever done it?"

Zhou Qingluo responded, "Next time."

Unable to hold back the degaussing, he burst out laughing.

Jiao Zuo smiled and said: "Qing Luo is right, next time," he glanced at Zhou Qingluo with difficulty, "It's also about eating, why isn't Qing Luo getting fat?"

Zhou Qingluo: "No way, talent."

Jiao Zuo snorted, "This narcissistic look is exactly the same as Song Ling."

Jiao Zuo's mouth was faster than his brain, and when he came back to his senses, everyone paused and remained silent.

Zhou Shoulin put down the bowl and chopsticks, and sighed, "I don't know how the kid is doing inside, whether he's eating well or not, he must have lost weight."

Jiao Zuo quickly comforted him with a smile, "Uncle Zhou, don't worry, it's only been a year, and now it's been three months, and nine months are left, when the time comes, we'll be like a milk baby and give him the best of luck." Make it up."

Zhou Shoulin snorted, gritted his teeth and scolded: "A family that committed crimes, made a good child like this."

Jiao Zuo: "Uncle calm down, now evil will be rewarded with evil."

Zhou Shoulin: "God has eyes."

Before, Jiao Zuo never believed that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded with evil.

He has always known how Song Ling was treated in the Song family, but few people extended a helping hand and many made trouble. Even people like him who were close to Song Ling would be targeted.

But those people have been swaggering for so many years, and the better.

until today.

Baomu went bankrupt, but the economy of Qingling City did not collapse. The resources previously occupied by Baomu flowed into the market, everyone competed fairly, and various small businesses emerged one after another, and a hundred flowers bloomed.

The resilience of the market is too strong.

At the same time, Song Jinyi appealed again. His defense lawyer used his long-term mental illness as an entry point in an attempt to reduce his sentence. However, a mentally ill person who commits a crime while in a normal state should also bear criminal responsibility. The court upheld the original judgment, 28 Years, a lot of days.

Song Xuelian couldn't take it anymore, she died of illness, and no one even arranged for her funeral. The ashes were kept in the funeral home for more than two months before someone claimed them. The person took them to the cemetery and buried them hastily, without even carving a stele. It became a lonely grave one.

Jiao Zuo: "By the way, Qing Luo, have you met Song Ling?"

Zhou Qingluo shook his head, "The police officer said that Song Ling is not here."

Jiao Zuo was a little confused: "If you're not in the local area, you can still go on a business trip?"

Everyone: "..."

"Is there no textile factory or handicraft factory in the local area? Do you have to go to other places to step on the sewing machine?"

Xiao Ci couldn't bear it anymore, and stepped on Jiao Zuo.

Jiao Zuo realized, "It's over, Ah Ling was assigned to dig coal."

Song Ling is indeed not in the local area, but he is not stepping on the sewing machine, nor is he digging coal. Instead, he is diligently typing codes in the computer room of the superior department, patching loopholes in the system and killing Trojan horses in his spare time.

Since he passed the assessment last time, more and more people have come to examine him, and the titles of the visitors are getting bigger and bigger. He is also constantly accepting inspections and exams.

Soon after, he signed a non-disclosure agreement, worked nine to five, and received ideological education at night.

From a technical analysis, this project is related to network security. The participants in this project include university professors, national academicians, and technical personnel from the National Security Agency.

But they seem to have hit a technical bottleneck.

Song Ling is like a three-good student, he abides by discipline, follows the steps, and even writes the ideological report before going to bed stroke by stroke. He doesn't talk much, and he does whatever they assign without asking.

He worked very hard, he wanted to get out as soon as possible, he thought about Qing Luo, and he was going crazy.

He wanted to write letters to Zhou Qingluo, but these letters had to be checked before they were sent out, so he thought about it.

But he still couldn't help writing to Zhou Qingluo.

【Qing Luo, I miss you. 】

And Zhou Qingluo would always reply seriously and chat with him about family matters.

[I named the potted plant you brought here, called Xiaokui. I moved Xiaokui out of the potted plant and planted it in the yard. It grew very well. I also planted many companions for him. University professors have learned how to delay their flowering, try to make them wait for you to come out before blooming. 】

[My studio is running very well, Xiaoci is in charge of promotion, Cui Zi is in charge of management, and I am in charge of painting. I don’t have to worry about anything else, and I also provide some jobs for work-study college students]

[Our house has also been renovated and is being ventilated and smelly. There is a playground across the river. There is a big Ferris wheel that lights up at night. The night view is really beautiful. I like it very much. I plan to have a playground on the terrace. Flower beds, also planted with sunflowers. 】

[Both of my comics have been adapted into animated films, and the copyright fees are quite considerable. I donated part of them to the Zhen Shan Mei Welfare Institute and the Shancheng Welfare Institute. 】

[My dad’s restaurant business is very good, and two apprentices respect him more than I do. My sister won a scholarship again and published a paper. She also conquered foreigners with Chinese food and made extra money for herself. 】

【Zhao Cheng and Li Lu's wedding was postponed, and they said they would wait for you to come back to attend. 】

[I went to visit Yan Sheng's grave, more people visited her this year than last year. 】

[Xiao Man, we are all fine and miss you very much. 】

Four months have passed, and May is here.

May [-]th is Zhou Qingluo's birthday.

Song Ling made a report that he wanted to go back to Qingling City, and wanted to see his family members on May [-]th.

His report was quickly approved.

agreed.

The day before returning to Qingling City, Song Ling couldn't concentrate.

He cut his hair, would Qing Luo not like it?

The stomach was fed by Uncle Zhou, and I couldn't get used to the food in it. I lost a lot of weight, and my skin became rough. I don't seem to be as handsome as before.

The most terrible thing is this blue dress...

Song Ling rubbed her face in frustration.

He originally thought that on Qing Luo's birthday, he could get a commutation of sentence, even if it was a birthday present for Qing Luo, but he failed.

Song Ling sighed and continued to work.

"213049."

Song Ling stopped what he was doing, stood up and responded, "Here."

The guard handed him a document, "After reading it, there is no problem to sign."

Song Ling flipped over.

He froze for a long time, took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.

During this time, Song Ling read a lot of books, and once wrote a sentence in one book——

If you never give up hope, hope won't give up on you.

In the past four months, his work results have made that project a breakthrough and made major technological innovations. He commuted his sentence by two months.

Knowing that Song Ling could be seen on May [-]th, Zhou Qingluo couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning.

Zhou Shoulin demolished the temporary kitchen in the yard, Zhou Qingluo filled in some soil and planted sunflowers in it.

The sunflowers are growing very well, and they should be able to bloom when Song Ling comes out.

Zhou Qingluo sat on the edge of the sunflower field and loosened the soil. He wanted to see Song Ling, but worried that life would be more difficult after seeing him.

In the days without Song Ling, his life was busy and fulfilling, and a day passed without knowing it, but when he was free, the time seemed extremely long.

Obviously there is only one year, but no matter how you count it, you can't count it.

Zhou Shoulin took a coat and put it on him, "It's still cold at night, go to bed quickly."

Zhou Qingluo: "I'm not sleepy, Dad, go to bed first."

"Tomorrow are you going to visit Xiao Song with your panda eyes?"

Zhou Qingluo smiled, put down the shovel and walked into the house, "Okay, go to bed."

"I will see Xiao Song tomorrow and tell him to eat well. The big pot of rice is definitely not as good as the one at home, but there is still something to eat. I will make up for him when he comes back."

"it is good."

"Tell him to observe discipline well, don't conflict with others, and behave well. He is a good boy at heart."

"understood."

"Put on more clothes, don't catch a cold, and the conditions inside are poor. Xiao Song may be in a poor state of mind and not so full of energy. Don't hit him, saying that he is old and ugly."

"Okay, Dad, go to sleep, I will tell him, don't worry about it."

Lawyer Zhang said that Song Ling's job is of a special nature, and his daily life is much better than other people's. He doesn't step on a sewing machine or dig coal as Jiao Zuo said.

When he saw Song Ling, Song Ling was not as old or vicissitudes as Zhou Shoulin worried about.

Song Ling shaved his head and lost some weight, but his eyes were clean and clear, without the cruelty of the past.

The whole person seems to have become a lot more decent.

The two looked at each other through the thick glass window for a long time without speaking. The guard reminded, "There is only half an hour, please hurry up."

Song Ling said, "Qing Luo."

"Ah."

"Qing Luo."

Zhou Qingluo smiled, "Yes."

"I reduced my sentence."

Zhou Qingluo was stunned and did not speak.

"Happy birthday."

Zhou Qingluo sniffed, and nodded vigorously, "I've moved Xiaokui to the yard. It's growing very well, with flower buds already growing, and two of them are still peduncated. You come out two months in advance. It must have bloomed."

"Ah."

"I planted a lot of sunflowers, my dad planted them, and I also planted them in the yard of the villa. I also built a flower bed on the roof of the villa and planted them. They all grow very well. is you."

Song Ling smiled: "Qing Luo is great."

"Time will pass soon, I will wait for you."

Time is fast, and the day for Song Ling to go home has arrived.

In the golden autumn of October, the sky is clear and the sun is just right.

Zhou Qingluo was driving the car, with a row of sunflower dolls sticking to it, swaying and shaking as the car shook, and there was a song that Song Ling had sung to him in the car.

/The deepest story, the most eternal legend/

/It's just you and I can live an ordinary life/

Jiao Zuo and Xiaoci drove one, Lou Yang and Cui Zi drove one, Zhao Cheng and Li Lu drove one.

The tall wall casts a flat shadow, forming a flat boundary, separating the road in two halves, one half is dark and the other half is bright.

Zhou Qingluo got out of the car, holding a double-stalked sunflower in his hand, standing quietly in the sunlight, looking at the closed door.

Others also got out of the car.

There was a dull unlocking sound, and the closed door slowly opened.

They breathed lightly, clenched their fists lightly, and kept their eyes on the heavy iron door that was moving.

Song Ling walked out of the gloomy gate, stepped out of the shadow of the wall, crossed the boundary between light and dark, and stepped into the sunlight.

Chaoyang also seemed to be welcoming him very warmly, and generously coated him with a nice layer of light.

Zhou Qingluo ran over and rushed into his arms.

Jiao Zuo wiped his face vigorously, and cursed secretly.

It must be that the sun was too harsh and stimulated the lacrimal glands, otherwise why would I not be able to control my tears at such a good moment.

Song Ling hugged him tightly, "Qing Luo, I will love you and myself for the rest of my life."

——My love, I will do my best and go all out, and finally I will be reborn, and I can stand by your side in an upright manner, hand in hand with you, grow old with you, and I will pamper you for the rest of my life.

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