Network distribution circle tearing guide

This is a strange country, where night and day alternate rapidly, and the thick soil sometimes separates and sometimes sticks together. Every time it separates and reunites, countless blue dust is shaken off, and the dust is shining like a human soul.It is open on all sides, the land is so vast that the horizon can't be seen, there is only a lonely big river with white waves rippling, like a dragon in white phosphorus winding and shuttling on the black land.Zhuang Xiaojie walked along the river bank, his body was surrounded by flickering lights, he was as light as feather catkins, and he couldn't reach the ground.

He thought he had fallen into the Netherworld, and was about to cross the legendary river of forgetfulness to go to the place of the six realms of reincarnation. He wanted to look back and think about something, but he was always unable to do what he wanted. , the oar was an old lady in a black double-breasted robe, with a big face and kind eyes. Zhuang Xiaojie saw the kettle and tea set at her feet, and thought that this was probably Meng Po, who sold *soup.He had been walking for too long, because he was unbearably hungry and thirsty. He asked the old lady for a bowl of tea, but he was dead after all. The memories of his previous life were like the old clothes he wore when he was a child, so it didn't matter if he threw them all away.

"Come on, come on."

The old lady kindly mixed a bowl of tea and offered it with both hands. Zhuang Xiaojie was about to catch it when a bright light whip suddenly hit his eyes. He turned his head in panic, but the old lady still read affectionately: "The water is here, the water is here ..."

Sprinkle a few drops of coolness into the chapped mouth, sweeter than poplar nectar, eyesight is gradually recovering, the chaotic world disappears, and the green ghost fire turns into a golden spot, which is the sun carving flowers on the white wall with the shadow of the tree .He has teleported from the edge of the white river to the white bright hospital bed, and the old lady selling tea is sitting beside the bed smiling and looking at him.

"Oh, it's time to wake up, it's time to wake up."

She clapped her hands at the frequency of Zhuang Xiaojie shaking his eyelashes, and pulled out a few tissues from the bedside table to wipe off the thin sweat on his forehead, with a joyful expression, just like a hardworking peasant woman who witnessed the fruits of careful cultivation finally ripen.

"Come on, good boy, drink some more water, I must be thirsty after sleeping for so long."

She scooped up a spoonful of cold water and fed it into the corner of his mouth. This was the Mengpo soup she drank in her dream.Zhuang Xiaojie did not lose his memory, and the events before coma reappeared one by one. He remembered the origin of his name, all the people he had met since he was born, he remembered that he came to Beijing on a business trip, and he also remembered the encounter he encountered while driving away from Spree. car accident.

But who is this warm-hearted aunt in front of me?

A nurse specially hired for him?

This attitude and intimacy is definitely a five-star service level, and the daily salary is definitely not cheap, and I don't know if the station will reimburse it.

He glanced at the scratches on the glass on the back of his hand, and calculated from the degree of scabs that he had been in a coma for at least three days. Thinking that his aunt had taken care of her for so long, he should thank her in advance, so he smiled weakly and asked slowly: "Thank you, auntie, What should I call you?"

The aunt smiled and approached: "My surname is Zhou, you can call me Aunt Zhou."

Her eyes are round and big. Although the eye area has been eroded by the years, the pupils are still bright and energetic. Her forehead is broad and fair, her jaw is plump and round. She must have been a beauty when she was young, and now she looks very straight. And very familiar.

Zhuang Xiaojie was wondering who she looked like when he heard Aunt Zhou say: "Xiao Yu is still at work, he has been guarding you here for three days, today the leader won't grant leave, and he will come over later when he gets off work .”

Zhuang Xiaojie's nerves were not connected to the line for a while, and he asked confusedly: "Which Xiaoyu?"

Embarrassment popped up on Aunt Zhou's face in a hurry, thinking that he hadn't fully woken up yet, she smiled lovingly and wiped his sweat for him.

"It's Xiaoyu. His nickname is Xiaoyu, and everyone in our family calls him that."

"what?"

"He hasn't shown you my picture, has he? I'm his mother, and my name is Zhou Suqing."

Afterwards, Zhuang Xiaojie spent another ten long days in the hospital. Pearl TV had learned of his injury and appointed the person in charge of Beijing Station to come to offer condolences. The concerned video materials have also been handed over to the "People's Family" program group safely and undamaged.Ordinarily, the data would not be able to be kept in that situation at that time. Fortunately, Xiaoxiao Yuxie tightly protected the ipad with the data in the car accident. Later, he was eager to upload the video to Baidu cloud disk for storage before the pursuers arrived, and saved the ipad and The candid cameras were all thrown into the water, and the gangsters couldn't find any suspicious items, so they didn't obstruct the rescue of the ambulance and fire brigade.

For this reason, Zhuang Xiaojie also praised Xiaoxiao Yuxie in particular, and asked him why his wooden fish head suddenly opened up. Xiaoxiao Yuxie was concentrating on cutting avocados for him, and said without raising his eyes: "I'm not stupid at all. It's time to adapt to the situation." My brain is still turning very fast, seeing you are so injured and still thinking about those videos, of course I will do my best to help you complete the task."

Zhuang Xiaojie touched his head that had just subsided from the swelling. Under the thick gauze was an 8 cm long wound, which caused him to lose about 1000 milliliters of blood, and he also removed the hair around the wound. After the line, he will be forced to have the first bald look in his life.

"I looked terrible, didn't I? See if I'm about to die?"

"Yeah, that's why I was terrified. When the ambulance came, those people refused to let them go. I was so anxious that I almost knelt down for them."

The tragic scene was described by him like a breeze blowing over the hills. Maybe he thought that all the sacrifices for Zhuang Xiaojie were justified, so he didn't mean to take credit for boasting, but when he talked about the following topics, he was in high spirits.

"Afterwards, I found out that we were very lucky. There was a cliff valley below the curve. After our car flew out, it was blocked by an old pine tree and changed direction and slid down the hillside into the river. If we fell directly, the car would have been destroyed." People died. Also, both sides of the river are covered with gravel, and it is difficult for the car to fall on it without being torn apart. However, the place where we crashed happened to have no beach. The water depth was less than 1 meter, and the bottom of the water was covered with thick sand. Natural soft cushions, we can survive only by these coincidences. Those who know say that auspicious people have their own celestial appearance, which shows that you and I are both blessed."

Why doesn't Zhuang Xiaojie think so, but he prefers to argue with him, sarcastically: "You are the lucky one, we fell together, you only scratched the skin, but I was seriously injured, it seems that my horoscope is not as good as you Tough, one day I will be overcome to death by you."

If Xiaoxiao Yuxie must have been depressed in the past, this time she somehow retorted with confidence: "No, my mother asked the master to calculate, we two are very compatible, and I am Jin Ming and you are Shui Ming, and the five elements say gold Shengshui, I want you."

Zhuang Xiaojie is very superstitious, but there is something extravagant in this sentence, he grabbed hold of it and questioned: "Why did your mother think of counting this?"

If I have a rough knowledge of Liuyao and gossip, it is normal for me to calculate the fate of myself and my friends. It is not surprising for parents to ask for their children to sign and ask for divination. Its intention can be called mysterious.Zhuang Xiaojie temporarily summoned Conan, and the reasoning result sent him directly to the gate of the new world. Xiaoxiao Yuxie consciously acted as the gatekeeper and invited him to watch the scenery behind the gate.

"My mom knew I was gay, and I told her about you, and she knew I liked you."

If it wasn't for the injury on his head, Zhuang Xiaojie would have hit the wall to calm down, got up and clenched his fists and said frantically, "Why are you so serious telling her this, how can I face her in the future!?"

During these days in the hospital, he was afraid that his family members would be worried, so he never dared to send a message to Shanghai. He relied on Zhou Suqing to take care of her with soup and water.

"Help a nurse at least 300 yuan a day. How expensive it is. It is not easy for you young people to earn money. If you have this spare money, you should save it to do meaningful things. Anyway, I come to Beijing and I am idle. Things like cooking soup and porridge are also the same. It’s easy to do since I was young, and it’s not troublesome at all.”

After Zhou Suqing persuaded him to change his diet, he knew that he was not used to northern dishes, so he specially downloaded the recipes from the Internet to teach the local dishes of Shanghai. When he first started, he cooked salty, sweet, moderately thick and light, and his cooking skills were more advanced than Lin Xiao. how many times.Zhuang Xiaojie can see from it that this is a housewife who endures hardships and stands hard work, and only this kind of person can practice life skills with ease through pecking and drinking. As for the generosity, considerateness, gentleness, reliability and virtuous temperament unique to traditional Chinese women embodied in her It is something that the pampered Shanghai lady like my mother does not have. The history of traditional Chinese women is often a history of suffering written in blood and tears. Regardless of poverty, high or low, forbearance is always the keynote of their unified life.

Her husband died early and her family was poor. She used her weak shoulders to bear the burden of the family alone, raised her youngest son, and cultivated his character to be so positive and sunny.This requires not only a steely will, but also a kind and gentle morality. Zhuang Xiaojie sincerely respects this soft but strong mother. She is an undefeated hero on the battlefield of life and a great hero with the light of a saint.

However, no amount of respect could make him accept what Xiaoxiao Yuxie said just now. Zhou Suqing went to the fortune teller with their horoscopes. The motive was undoubtedly to marry his son and his future wife. Xiaoxiao Yuxie's brain-dead style is the same.

It seems that brain damage is a family tradition passed down from generation to generation in their family.