Civilian Edition Traveling Farming Diary

These days we have been hiding at home, and whenever there is trouble, I will stuff the three of them into the secret room, and we have spent these days in fear.

I couldn't hold back today, so I stuffed the three of them into the secret room, locked the door, and then climbed the wall and slipped out of the door.

As soon as I went to the street, I was dumbfounded.

Is this the street I am familiar with?

That street was originally bustling, tidy, and bustling, with row upon row of shops opening along the street, a thriving and lively scene.But now it is a dilapidated and desolate scene. The streets are full of all kinds of messy garbage, and no one cleans it up. I see the pearl flowers half covered by the soil, trembling in the wind.

There are even corpses, I saw one in a side alley.

It was a woman, wearing delicate clothes, which had been torn to pieces, half of her thighs were exposed, she had been lying here for an unknown amount of time, she was already lifeless, and even had a faint smell.

I felt nauseous and almost vomited. It was the first time I saw a dead body in my life. This was probably my psychological shadow.

Standing in the corner and vomiting for a long time, I endured the unpleasant smell and folded back, took off my coat and covered the poor girl. My clothes were obviously too big for the girl, covering her whole body. People are covered from head to toe, it can be regarded as adding some warmth to her on Huangquan Road.

I went to another half of the streamer, the door of the shop was open, obviously the inside had been swept away, I checked, but there was no one inside, so I quickly moved a broken chair and stepped on it, and took off the plaque.

That is the plaque Mr. Wang inscribed for us. It is a relic of a hero. It is worthy of my collection and it cannot be dusted.

I took off the plaque and ran home. On the way, I ran into Lao Zhu who was stumbling over. I hurriedly asked him what happened. Lao Zhu had a runny nose and tears, and said that the beans in the field had been scooped up by those bastards. He cried and shouted: "There are no beans, what are they doing with my seedlings!"

I asked in a low voice if he was okay, he said it was okay, and asked if the cellar had been found, he said no.

I told him to go back quickly. If the beans are gone, they will be gone. Don't let him be caught.

After Lao Zhu left, I didn't take the beans in that field seriously. Although I felt distressed, they were belongings outside my body after all. I kept a lot of food at home.

The shops on the street are not complete, and all the doors have been smashed. I stopped by the Bianbu Bookstore to take a look, and it was also smashed. I went in and saw that the inside had been turned into a mess, and even the vase in my office was smashed. It's a mess, my vase has provoked someone!

Fortunately, all the important materials have been transferred, and the roots of the shop are still there.

At this time there was a commotion outside, I ran out to have a look, many people were running this way, I grabbed one person and asked what happened.

The man said: "It's on fire! Tian Lai Fang is on fire!"

I hurried over and took a look from a distance, and sure enough, the fire was raging into the sky, and the smoke was billowing. I thought that this group of people couldn't find Fenglai, so they became angry and lost Tian Lai Fang.

This group of gods!

I hurried home, and first slipped the plaque in from the wall, and then people climbed in too.

My family was still the same as when I left, I felt relieved, pulled the three people out of the secret room, and told them that Tian Lai Fang was gone.

Rong Niang burst into tears, and Feng Lai stood in the yard, looking in the direction of Tian Lai Fang in silence, but I saw his lips and fingers trembling, and I knew he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

Tian Lai Fang was built by him alone. It can be said that it has been his life's painstaking efforts.

Sparse light rain fell at this time, and from the yard of my house, we could see the billowing thick smoke coming out of Tian Lai Fang. Soon Feng Lai and Rong Niang's bodies were coated with a hazy layer of dampness, which was indescribably desolate. dismal.

I said softly, "Go into the house and change your clothes, it's not worth it if you catch a cold."

Feng Lai slightly turned his face to the side and hummed, and said softly to Rong Niang: "Let's go, don't look."

Rong Niang followed him into the house, weeping and complaining: "It's just a house, what are they burning the house for, where will we go back in the future!"

Feng Lai shook his head: "Even if it doesn't burn, Tian Lai Fang won't be able to go back."

Chen Xiang found two pieces of his clothes and handed them to Feng Lai and Rong Niang, and they changed clothes one by one in the room. I sat at the door of the whole room watching the rain outside, dazed in a daze.

There is nothing in my mind, I just let it go blankly, and I can’t express what I feel in my heart. For a moment, I really don’t care about anything, like an ostrich with my head buried, pretending that this house is a safety island, and lying to myself is safe.

I want to sleep well.

We didn't even bother to eat lunch, so we all went back to our respective rooms to rest.

I went to the toilet, and when I came back, I saw Fenglai standing in the courtyard again. The rain stopped, and he looked in the direction of Tian Lai Fang without moving.

I went over to stand beside him and said, "Mr. Feng, it will always pass."

Fenglai didn't reply to my words, just when I thought he wouldn't speak, he said leisurely, "16 years ago, a newcomer came out of a prosperous music workshop in Fengzhou City. It was cultivated by Fangzhu himself, and he is very talented in temperament."

"That day was his first stage, first song."

"Once he became famous, countless people begged him to play the piano with a lot of money overnight. Among them was a man who spent a lot of money to buy this little brother overnight."

"The man has a high position and authority, and is cruel and ruthless. Although the little brother is a poor man, he dare not take the risk of blocking the lives of the entire music workshop. He refused. He was sad and sad. He held the piano by the Xiaobi Lake and thought of committing suicide. .”

"However, when he was hesitating whether to dance or not, a handsome young man sat beside him and asked him what he was doing holding the piano, and asked him if he could play a piece of music."

"He said: 'Today the spring breeze is warm and the sun is just right. I have been playing all morning, and I am lazy. I want to take a nap in the sound of your piano.'"

"He is so enthusiastic. Such a brilliant person, the little brother temporarily forgot his sadness in his smile, and played a soft soothing song for him. After one piece, the young man smiled and said: "Such a beautiful piano , you can’t be buried in this little Bi Lake, if you have any sad things, please tell me.’”

"It turned out that he had seen through my little brother's mind long ago. The little brother thought that I was going to die anyway, so why didn't he dare to say anything, so he told the whole thing, including the man's name."

"The young man held his chin and said: 'You go back, don't think too much, I will ask you to listen to the piano tomorrow night.'"

"The little brother was already hesitant, but somehow gained a kind of confidence in his gentle words, gritted his teeth, and really went back."

"That night, the high-ranking man did not come, but the next day, the young man arrived as promised."

"Later, the young man would go to see his little brother to listen to the piano and chat with him every day, and sometimes he would ask him out to swim in the lake. They had eaten in every restaurant in Fengzhou City, enjoyed every scenery, and soon fell in love with each other. Ansheng, the two of you..."

"The two are lingering day and night..."

"Until one day a year later, the young man told the little brother that he was leaving. The little brother asked him where he was going in a daze. The young man said he wanted to go home. His father had a property to hand over to him."

"Besides, he can't take the little brother back."

"He left. Before he left, he talked a lot with my little brother. Only then did my little brother know that he was the nephew of that high-ranking person. He saved the little brother from the hands of others, so during the year he was here, no one dared to get close to the little brother."

"All of this is like an overly beautiful dream. When my little brother woke up, his dream was shattered, and he found that he had nothing but a good piano. He has been monopolized by young people this year, and he has never been on stage again. There has never been any benefactor, he has become the unknown secret of the place of fireworks."

Feng Lai lowered his eyes, and continued: "After another four years, someone brought a letter to my little brother, and there were still a lot of bank notes. My little brother knew that only one person would write to him, so he couldn't wait to open the letter paper, The words written on it are all heartbreaking words, and the money is his last friendship, enough for the little brother to be at ease for several lifetimes."

"What the little brother wanted was never these things, but he still has to be grateful, because he let him continue to live, which is already a grace."

"So my little brother left the band, opened a band of his own, carefully cultivated newcomers, never showed up in front of others, and planned to live his life indifferently."

"Who would have thought that ten years later, that ruthless man would still remember this grudge. He rushed to Fengzhou City, searched for the little brother, and burned...burned..."

Feng Lai, who had always been calm and self-sufficient, choked up, covered his face with his hands, and tears flowed from between his fingers into a small river.

I was terrified when I heard it. I thought about how charming and beautiful Fenglai used to be, and how it ended in such a sad end, but I never thought that the man who took away his cinnabar mole was actually...

There is an estate to be handed over to him... the name of this estate is Jiangshan...

I handed over a handkerchief and asked, "Maybe he was involuntary in the past, but now he is in charge of his own affairs, so he will come back to pick you up?"

Feng Lai took the veil, smiled wryly and shook his head: "If he is a wise king, he won't come."

He added: "I hope he is a wise king."

"Because he is not from Fenglai, he belongs to the people of the world."

"There can't be someone like me by his side."

My little brother has lost the red mole between his eyebrows. After the best years, he will become more and more like a man. Although his figure is still soft and slender, but from the perspective of me, a visitor from outside the sky, who has no third gender concept, this He is a thin man with good looks and temperament.

Especially Feng Lai's calm temperament, which seems to be calm regardless of the wind and rain, it is easy for people to overlook that he is actually a little brother who is very soft in body and mind.

Today I really think he is a little brother.

He actually needs someone to shelter him from the wind and rain, to be his fortress when he is helpless.

He choked up and said, "Master Zhang, today, the connection between me and him will be severed."

I looked at the thick smoke in the distance, sighed, and said, "It's not a good thing to have a broken root, Mr. Feng, maybe I should congratulate you, because your future life really belongs to you."

Feng Lai turned his head to the side, looked at me with red eyes, cried and laughed: "Shopkeeper Zhang's thinking is really different from ordinary people."

I smiled and shook my head: "Because I have seen too many things and experienced things that ordinary people can't imagine, Mr. Feng, everyone has their own history of suffering, and so do I, but I always feel that people are not afraid of death, but are afraid of living." Well, since you are alive, you have to look forward, and you have to be able to live with your day-to-day time, because there is no way to regret in life, until the day you die, you will find that you have not lived a good day, and it is too late to regret.”

"So, no matter what the situation is, people should be worthy of their own life. Things outside of the body are things outside of the body after all. Only this body and this heart are their own. Treat them well."

Feng Lai lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. I said, "Go into the house and rest. Now is a dangerous time. Only by gathering enough energy can we face the days of panic in the flames of war."

Feng Lai took a long breath, wiped away tears, and smiled at me: "No third person knows what happened today."

I nodded: "I know, don't worry."

Feng Lai bowed slightly to me, and then entered the room.

In this world, life is not easy for anyone.

I didn't feel sleepy at all, so I wiped and wiped the plaque inscribed by Wang Zhifu, wrapped it in oiled paper, and hid it in the secret room.

I don't know how Miss Wang is doing now, what about Cui Changyu and the others, and where the old friends are hiding.

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The author has something to say:

Mr. Feng will be fine.

The emperor is also a wise king.

But there is a poor man who is going to die.