Wanderer

A city newspaper from half a month ago was spread out on the coffee table. The headline on the second page said that winter fishermen found three ragged corpses under the bridge hole of the moat in the west of the city. Death, this is not a rare thing in severe winter.But it happened that the unfinished building next to the bridge opening was a concentration camp for the homeless. The reporters who visited started from the three homeless men who were frozen to death, and then described in detail the so-called "hell on earth" in the unfinished building. The tragedy sublimates the main body of the article to the level of poverty alleviation and humanistic care, and by the way, it also sings the glory of humanity in suffering.In the photo, the weather is gloomy, the wind is bleak, and a half building standing in the desolate wilderness with no grass growing is lit with warm yellow dim lights. With the calm but warm words, it is indeed very contagious.

The report was scratched beyond recognition with a black neutral pen, dense and incomprehensible annotations filled the blank space, and all the arrows converged together, pointing to the word "cypress".Under the newspaper are a map of the city and two news clippings. One is the financial section of last month, which reports on the city's investment promotion projects. A large-scale theme manor and several pedestrian streets are to be built in the western suburbs of the city, which is expected to drive the surrounding area. Agriculture and service industries took off.The date marked on the other sheet was yesterday. According to an anonymous report, the police of the Municipal Bureau found a construction unit suspected of concealing a major safety accident and dumping the corpse in the wilderness. Its supervisors and directly responsible personnel have been investigated.

Bai Yunqi's eyes lingered on the word "Bo" for a few seconds, then he pressed the folder on his hand up, squatted beside the sofa, and softly shouted: "Brother Wen, Wen Hai...wake up, go to bed and sleep .”

"Hmm..." Wen Hai curled up on the sofa, eyes still closed, "Are you back?"

"Interns have no human rights, so they were left to change PPTs." Bai Yunqi found a short-term internship at a local law firm, and the lawyer who followed him was a paranoid man who was more obsessive-compulsive than a Virgo. He worked overtime until eleven or twelve o'clock at night. Normal, today is still early off work, "Did you eat?"

While half asleep and half awake, Wen Hai suddenly remembered something, and suddenly opened his eyes to look at the coffee table. After seeing the folder pressed on the newspaper, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat up from the sofa, "I ate in the cafeteria of the unit. ,did you eat?"

"If sandwiches count as food, then I ate two meals today." Bai Yunqi touched his stomach, which was already so hungry that it stuck to his back, "I wanted to eat a bowl of wonton downstairs, but they all sold out."

Wen Hai yawned, "There are vegetables in the refrigerator, cook a bowl of noodles and eat."

"Cook a bowl for you too?"

"Need not……"

"Ok?"

"Don't put onions."

Bai Yunqi smiled and kissed Wen Hai, and threw him back on the sofa in a row.Wen Hai looked up at him, sleepiness still remained in his eyes, he looked so bullying, Bai Yunqi couldn't hold back for a while, and leaned over again.

It wasn't until the other party walked into the kitchen that Wen Hai got up from the sofa again. The metal kettle on the table reflected his disheveled hair, red eyes and disheveled clothes. He glanced at it and almost didn't recognize it. he himself.

That newspaper was thrown into the trash can for the third time. Wen Hai remembered the two-dollar martial arts novel he had read in junior high school. He had completely forgotten the plot. The chance to become the number one in the world was stabbed to death by the male protagonist. Before he died, the author asked the male protagonist to chat with the "seriously injured and shattered" supporting actor for five and a half pages in order to make up the number of words.In the end, the male protagonist asked him why he gave up practicing the tenth stage of what scriptures, and the supporting actor said that the tenth stage requires the severance of love and love, and I don’t want to give up on her.

The reason why he still has an impression is that this book was rented by Bai Tong'an in a corner of the bookstall for two days. Next to the words, there is an extremely scrawled handwriting that reads "Gentle Township, Hero Tomb".He and Bai Tong'an didn't know the character for "墨", and the characters were too scribbled to recognize and make gestures. They asked half of the class and got an answer from the study committee.

Gentle Township, Hero Tomb.

Wen Hai knew that he would not be able to become a "hero" in this life, but he really fell into the "Tender Country". But it's all wind.

"'The keeper of Dingxing is like holding a long shot to block the river, and holding a cup of water to pour out the flames.'" Mr. Bai helped his reading glasses, and looked at Bai Tong'an, who was drooling in sleep, and Wen, who was taking notes silently. Hai, "'You can't have everything you want?' Xiao Hai, do you understand?"

Wen Hai, who was out of his soul, still sat upright, but his eyes couldn't focus, and he looked at Mr. Bai blankly.

"A ten-year-old baby, how can I understand this." Mr. Bai smiled to himself, "Do you want to? Don't you? 'Although there are tens of thousands of people, I will go', to be? Not to?' To do my best If you can’t come, you can have no regrets.’”

"This is different from what you taught, old man." Wen Hai supported his head and laughed softly, "No regrets? How can there be no regrets."

All fucking regrets.

Bai Yunqi shouted in the restaurant: "Brother Wen, the noodles are ready."

"Okay." Wen Hai picked up the newspaper again, and threw it together with the map and newspaper clippings into the drawer of the coffee table, "Come right away."

The screen of his mobile phone on the coffee table was flickering, dozens of text messages and missed calls were bombarded, and the latest one was from Bai Tong'an - "What do you mean don't contact you? I have something to tell you honestly? What the hell are you doing?" What's the matter?!"

In the middle of the night, Bai Tong'an, who was frightened half to death, was wandering around the house with his mobile phone. Xin Xin was on the phone with a serious expression.

After hanging up the phone, Xin Xin was silent for a moment, and asked, "Wen Hai has no shares in the company, right?"

Bai Tong'an shook his head, "His job doesn't allow it, and besides, he hasn't touched the money in the card."

Xin Xin: "That shouldn't be a big problem. At most, I'll call you over and ask a few words to see what your relationship is with the mosquitoes. You can play by ear when the time comes. If you don't lose the chain here, the mosquitoes should be fine."

"What's the matter?"

"Mosquitoes seem to have poked a hornet's nest." Xin Xin sighed, "I didn't ask someone to understand, maybe someone got involved in the investigation of the case, someone wrote a report letter, and there was a leak in it, and the mosquitoes will be investigated for a while. It is unclear whether he will be suspended or not.”

Bai Tongan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, "That's it? It scared me to death. I thought this guy was going to the border to die at the border again. What could happen to him if he was prosecuted for his virtue? Just blame me if he dies." The two officials and businessmen colluded, so what can be found out."

"I guess it's the same, or just make up something else... You said this reminded me that Mosquito worked in the anti-drug department before. If someone makes a fuss about the early years, it will be difficult to find out now. "Xin Xin patted her phone on her palm, and she was about to get out of bed when she lifted the quilt, "I'll go to the lower study to check the memo. I remember that A Fei or Lingling's husband is in charge of this matter..."

"Hey! It's already eleven o'clock, let's talk about it tomorrow morning! Auntie, come back quickly, don't catch a cold at this critical time!" Bo Tongan dragged him back to the bed with his arms around the quilt, "Tomorrow, I'll go to the mosquito and ask for that card first. When you come back, it happens that the accounts are settled at the end of the year, and the accountant has to confirm the accounts. If you really want to check with me, you have to make sure nothing happens...or you have to ask the old man to come out of the mountain..."

Xin Xin was wrapped in the quilt, struggling to expose her head, "Would the mosquito be willing?"

Bai Tong'an sneered: "If he wants to, there will be ghosts. He probably didn't even tell his family members. I guess Xiaoqi doesn't know about it now."

"Xiao Qi?" Xin Xin blinked, "What's the matter with Xiao Qi?"

"Uh……"

"Wait a minute," Damo Xin Fu Zhixin said, "Did you just mean that Xiaoqi is a family member of Mosquito?"

"No, I mean..."

"Bai Tong'an, you can talk to me after you think about the consequences."

"This..." Bai Tongan hugged the quilt tightly, "It's a rather long story."

Qi Jun, who was one of the first to know about this incident, is now in the Qi family's old house to accompany his queen mother to the opera.After Qi Jianying died young, Mr. Qi was overwhelmed with grief, and he went with him within a few years. The nanny who had worked in Qi's family for more than 20 years, resigned in the middle of the year and returned to his hometown to take care of his grandson.Now such a big house, only an old lady in her 80s and herself in her 50s are left. The TV broke down for more than half a month and no one found out. The old radio was bought by Qi Jian with half a month’s salary back then. , the quality is really good, with one sound and three eyes, one singing and three sighs, the sound of the piano flowing like water without even the slightest noise.

Qi Jun watched the old Dan in "Wangerlou" sing in a hurry, and the old people outside the play listened obsessively. In the end, both sides sighed quietly at the end. The barbaric accent in this life is all in the last breath.

The northwest wind blew the iron door outside the house rattling, the old lady raised her head slowly, and asked expectantly, "Is Jian'er back?"

Qi Jun smiled and said, "Come on, my brother works overtime and will be back soon."

"Ah... Jian'er, I'm always busy—" The old lady stared at the empty hallway with cloudy eyes, "Where is Jun'er? Why hasn't Jun'er come back?"

The wind suddenly became louder, and the trees outside the door rustled.

"Did Jian'er come back?" the old lady asked again.

"Mu Guiying Takes Command" was sung on the radio, and I remembered that the peach blossoms were majestic on the horse, and the enemy's blood was splashed on the pomegranate skirt.

"Did Jian'er come back?" The old lady's cloudy eyes were still looking at the empty entrance, "Does he bring Xiao Hai to play today?"

Qi Jun wondered: "Do you still remember Xiao Hai?"

"How can I not remember?" The old lady smiled kindly, stroking the sofa cushion back and forth with her hands lowly, as if there was a little doll squatting beside her, "I know your parents are busy, so sorry, grandma is going to make dumplings for you ... Jun'er, what do you want to eat?"

"You take a rest, I have eaten at work." Qi Jun replied, seeing the old lady nod her head in confusion, and said: "Mom, Xiao Hai, you really look like my brother now."

"Who can talk nonsense?" The old lady hurriedly said, "Isn't that baby the grandson of Changli's family?"

Qi Jun smiled lowly, and said softly: "Unfortunately, he looks too much like my brother."

The radio was still singing, the old lady listened blankly, and the wind became louder again.

"Is Jian'er back?"

"Come on, come back soon." Qi Jun also looked at the door, "My brother will be back soon."

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Thank you all.

Those few ancient texts come from "Ming Ji Beilue", "Mencius" and "You Baochan Mountain" respectively. I put them together at random. Please correct me if I misunderstood.

The case was written in a rather cryptic manner, roughly saying that Brother Wen went to investigate a case that would affect the achievements of the higher authorities, and offended some people, so he was hacked, but nothing will happen, everything will be fine.