My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

After the night of the night, I slept and comforted. Song Yuhang was uncomfortable. Half dream is half-awake until the dawn, and she woke up in the morning. She is slightly moving, and she is angry. I came in.

A hand is handed on her chest, and the other hand is on her waist, the legs are placed on her thigh, and sleeping is not honest.

The shirt is a bit loose, and the Song Yuhang is inadvertently launched, and the breathing is awkworm.

Seeing that the sky is bright, the rain is also stopped, and the people outside the door will come.

Song Yuhang pinned her nose: "Lazy cat, get up."

Lin surrounded that the slap took a slap in the past, hit her face, and there is something, let her don't have noisy.

Song Yuhang laughed, clamped her hand and pinched: "If you can't afford it, someone is coming."

Lin weavened this, I opened my eyes, I blinked my eyes, slightly some fascinating, when I saw her face, I was able to get up.

Song Yuhang hugged her without looseness: "Put more, then hug, I don't have me a night last night."

I am immersed, and I have taken her wrist, I don't want to bite her.

Song Yuhang hid, the quilt was made into a mess.

When the city pushed the door, I just saw her under the body, and Lin is becoming her shoulder, and the person in the enamel cylinder is eye, "Emma" stepping into the landmines, usually flying back One step.

Two people on the bed brushfully looked over, and the haired hand pinched the robot.

Section of the city flew out, nodded, and got to the door for them: "You continue, continue, I didn't see it."

The voice just fell, and the mechanical stick was smashed on the door.

at the same time.

"-" Song Yuhang was sitting on his face, wroned Buba, because it was not bad.

"Man, don't you say it, don't you face?"

Lin is tired, looking at the bed, sitting on the bed, wearing a shirt button: "Deadiness does not change, live to be hit."

Song Yuhang Zhang opened his mouth, watching her slender fingers slowly, the stool, as the movement slowly raised the neck, how to say there is a smooth meaning.

She still missed her feelings of her neck, smashed.

The long-awaited jumped with a periphery, directly put the buckle to a maximum, picking up his mechanical sticks and got out of the door.

Duancheng is squatting in the water well and everyone gossip, and the eyebrow dance is dancing, far away from her, the enamel cup is put on the ground, and the house is running.

"Lin Jie, Lin Jie, I am wrong, not, I really knocked on the door, knocking on the door! I haven't heard it, ah, ah, ah, kill! Help !!!!"

Listening to the outside ghost crying, Song Yuhang shook his head, helplessly smiled, ready to clean up the bedding to the elderly.

Last night, the black light was buried. I didn't see it clearly. Nowadays, I have a lot of money, but I feel uncomfortable and clean, and the color is simple but the pin is fine. The tower is not, unlike manual.

She looked up with this broken grass house, I don't think this old man is like buying this kind of quilt.

She leaned over, and lit up with my flashlight. I crossed the quilt and turned over, I finally discovered a small trademark at the bottom: Jiangbei woven.

Song Yuhang took out the phone and took it down.

***

In the autumn farm, the old man is busy with a lot of people. Nowadays, there are still many young people, and the police in the Qing Dynasty will go out with another criminal police.

Zheng Chengrui helped the firewood, fat is fat or a few strength, Fang Xin, took a basket to help the old man picking the fruits and vegetables in the garden, what to apply.

I didn't do anything, I took a stone and sat down in the gallery, I just got the rain and lived the frog, I was also throwing a few times from time to time, and I didn't have fun.

Duancheng's eye has tears: "Song team, Lin Jie is not only a good violent tendency, how did you endure her for so long?"

The slap in the face of Song Yuhang is also in the eyes, because the face is swollen, there is a few points, you want to cry without tears.

"Don't say it, make a dozen ..."

Chasing girls is really hard, not only has a strong spirit, but also have a strong body.

He two volunteers have just fallen, and the two stones are squatting on the head.

I am in a stone, I don't have a good air: "I thought I can't hear it?"

Two people turned their faces.

It is said that the elderly gave her a bowl of cooked goats from the stove room to show her drink.

Lin Niyi: "This ..."

The old man is hard to put the bowl into her hand, and the empty is doing the hand, and the look is a bit anxious.

She knows that the girl coming in this city is good, but the heart is good. She is afraid that she is not used to the countryside. Therefore, she will squeeze my sheep milk to drink.

Everything in last night is also in the eyes, and the Lin is slightly somewhat, seeing no one looks at yourself, this talented bowl is small.

I am very impressive, there is no sweet milk, I don't know what the old man is boiled. It seems that there is a fragrance of tea, just like the normally and my mystery.

I like it, I like it, my eyebrow is a bend, revealing a smile.

The old man saw her liked her, but also smiled satisfied, waiting for her to drink, patted her hand and returned to the kitchen.

I didn't explain it, until she came out of a bowl, I also pinched a well water and wet on the hand, referring to Song Yuhang, indicating that she gave her.

Lin is wearing: "I don't go ..."

The old man is hard to put the bowl and Paga into her hand, pushed people a few steps forward.

For the old age of the 780-year-old, the hanged is impossible to do it, just have taken a few steps.

Song Yuhang has seen her.

"Give -" I didn't want to fill her arms.

Song Yuhang took the shake wooden door, both hands were not empty: "I don't drink, you drink."

"Let you drink it!" Threaded Miss is coming again, Duancheng smiled, just in Fang Xin and shouted them to eat, and threw the lives to Song Yuhang, and ran away.

There are only two people left outside.

Song Yuhang laughed, there was a layer of thin sweat: "You see me, really, my hand is loose, the door is gone."

The stove room got up in the morning by the hate with a mechanical stick, they found some firewood, shake the wooden board, anyway, this door has been rushing, and it is not as good as being re-repaired.

Thinking of this, Lin is slightly inseparable, moving the line of sight: "Then you turn over."

Song Yuhang put down the hammer in his hand, but he didn't solve it, but it was still in the words.

"what's happenin--"

Her voice just fell, and forever had to deliver the bowl to her lips: "Drink."

Song Yuhang is one, and the lips raised a soft curness. When her hand is small, when she drunk bowl, she has to slap her feet because she is high, she is a little, she cares about her heart. Don't sprinkle it.

Duancheng in the hut took chopsticks to pick the noodles in the bowl, and looked out through the door: "It seems to be a dog."

The grassroots police sigh: "The Song Team and Forensic Diseases are really good."

Several people laughed in their hearts, he was strange, asked: "What are you laughing? Isn't it?"

Fang Xin's serious nods: "I think you are saying, the revolutionary friendship between the Song team and Lin Dao doctor is very envious."

Several people laughed into the heads, and the police of getting a misty water, I had to follow them together.

A bowl of goats saw the bottom, Song Yuhang was full of satisfaction, the stomach was warm, she looked licking, and there was still something wrong.

I turned around with a bowl and turned back again.

" -" Song Yuhang refers to his face: "pain."

Lin is becoming the lips, like she left, but looked at her slightly blue side face, or can't come.

Song Yuhang exposed a little raped smile, and the old man turned over and took a hammer to start the trunk board.

Lin is looking at her, then look at the towels in his hand, and looked at the space.

The morning is very good, and the light is sprinkled from the forest. I occasionally heard a few frogs called the insects. Everywhere is a beautiful scenery, and the drops dripped from the leaves fall into the small water. Sampling.

In such an environment, the irritating mood will become abnormal.

I am in an exception. In fact, she didn't like Song Yuhang at first.

She felt her ancient board, I didn't know how to do, and I loved more about it, and her three views were more than 100,000 miles.

However, this day came down and found her advantage.

Behind the ancient plate is a harsh and seriousness of the day after day.

I don't know if it is tomorrow, it is a gentleman, and I want to be tensone from my heart.

Multi-tube idle is a kind of kindness behind the bone marrow.

Gentle, kind, rigorous, serious, pragmatic, occasionally exposed teenagers and always maintain enthusiasm and initial heart to life.

Lin is thinking about the better adjectives can be used in her.

In this morning, she suddenly felt a sincere heart, which has long been strong and gradually.

Even the short hair that is uniform and a little in her ear is cute.

Lin weave the previous step.

Song Yuhang returned to: "How -"

Her voice did not fall, his face was cold, and her hanged has already put her face softly on her face, pinching into a group, and whispered: "Has hurt?"

The well is very cool, her heart is warm.

Song Yuhang shook his head: "Don't hurt."

I didn't look at her: "Next, there is another time, you don't want to be so angry, I have a temper is not very good ..."

"From a small to big, no one taught me, my father will only hold Lin Cheng, honest, and I am not hitting, and I have to say that it is a good deal. He still has mine in his heart. "

"I believe it, I'm so opposed to people, until it is big ..." She is slightly dramatically, and she is slightly. "Someone tells me that it is not right, love should use the correct way to express, but I have changed. "

Lin is slightly smirked: "So, don't be angry with me, I am easily changed, I'm going to get enough."

Song Yuhang stopped the movements in his hand, looked at her slightly, gently called her name: "Man -"

"What happened?" Lin was wiped with her sweat on the cheeks.

Song Yuhang clung to her hand and swallowed the throat: "I, I want to kiss you."

The haired face is changing, and a slap is on her face. At the same time, I am squatting on her knees. Song Yuhang jumped, and I haven't installed the wooden board. The face is smashed. I am mixed with her mourning.

Several people in the house were looking at the eyes, and they shook their heads Qi Qi: "The Song team is very miserable."

Fang Xinyi's face hate iron is not steel: "When I just entered the city bureau, I also took the Song team as a goal, but the pride of all policewomans in our Jiangcheng, what, Husky?"

Duancheng is half a half: "Not husky, it is a milk dog, will only rushing the kind of Lin Jie Wang Wang."

Zheng Chengrui helped the eye and a hammer sound: "Be a man as Lin forensic."

The punch is hooligan, the head of the foot, the family is still in power.

Three people nodded: "I think you are right."

***

After eating breakfast, the door was also repaired. Song Yuhang took some water from the well, wiped his hand on his clothes, and went to the stove room to give the old grandmother to the old grandmother, and asked her.

There is no signal in the mountains, they have been lost with the outside world, and now there is only the satellite phone to play, Zheng Chengrui is still taking the drums.

The rest of the people sat down around the brazier.

Song Yuhang was asking her: "Grandma, do you have any loved ones? Why don't you live in the city?"

When I said this, the old man was red and red, wiped a tears, trembled from , from the shabby graviser, took a photo album, open to a page page.

The album is very broken, but it is very clean and clear black and white photo.

After getting along with a night, the police also a bit of local language, barely able to understand a few words, translated to them.

"Mother-in-law said that her family is not there. This is her husband ..." The police refer to the flat man in the photo, the old man nodded and wiped tears.

"This is her daughter ..." The police also talked again, and he said: "Divide the provincial city, no longer come back."

Lin is tired and tied: "The wolf heart dogs have, maybe I have already died."

Song Yuhang was pulling her, and she said that she didn't talk, she was still uncomfortable. The other person smashed the scorpion, and the fund was revealed, and the forefell is better than the lips.

"I ..." Lin is bite his teeth, to endure swallow.

Song Yuhang also refers to the photo of the child: "What about this?"

The old man wipes his tears, puts his hand, and Fang Xin quickly gave a piece of paper.

Speaking of my son, the old man is completely tearful: "Seven or eight years old ... I have never been to the hospital ..."

The police looked up at Song Yuhang and repeated it to her.

Song Yuhang lightly patted her back to comfort her, and she greeted the photo album of the elderly, and then turned back, wrist.

She didn't dare to confuse, and took out the mobile phone to open the photo album and saw a few eyes. This handed the mobile phone and album to Song Yuhang.

"Look, is this?"

Several people have surrounded.

The three boys on the photo are standing together, about twenty years old, wearing a vest sweatshirt and shorts, step on the grass under the foot, wearing a straw hat on the head, the background is a farmland of golden.

The two long phases are extremely similar, and you can see a brother, while the most in the middle is a dog tail grass, slightly a bit of the eyes, the five senses of the foreigner.

That is the young woman when you are young.

The old man looked at the photos in the mobile phone, and I was slightly surprised "Yeah", reached a tears: "This ... this is my nephew ..."

It's really going to break the iron shoes, you have to come to the family.

Song Yuhang is slightly excited: "Are you sure? Your nephew is also a mine difficult to die twenty years ago?"

The old man slammed his head and looked at the people who wore uniform. The look was slightly horrified. She was a little horrified. She said: "Ye, Ye Ba,?"

Several people look at the eyes, Song Yuhang is comfortable: "Nothing, we have a routine, then you have neither loved ones, there is also less income, how have you been in this day?"

When it comes to this, the old man has a good time to show: "The government has a low policy, and the crops are also eaten enough. More ... The daughter-in-law is separated by three differences.

Song Yuhang touched the quilt on this bed: "This is also she sent?"

The old man nodded, "ah" two.

"Since Ye Xin Ye has a wife, why didn't you write on the household registration?" Lin is imagined to catch a doubt.

The old man is somewhat awkward: "They got married early, then the rural areas are not unresolved, they are at the school."

Song Yuhang pointed to the remaining two boys on the photo asked her: "What about these two?"

The old man looked at the photo, and the look showed a little missing.

Her son died early, her daughter is also married, and the family's family has taken care of this nephew with her. Every day, it is a long time to be late.

Until the two educated youth came to Xiaohe Village.

At that time, I was responsible for the field, and the joint production system, their orphans were oligomed, and nature nature is willing to help.

"Antu, turn an acre, we can go back and rest." Month day, Yu Xinye wiped the sweat on the amount, and a shovel dug.

"Hey! Go back and want to eat, give you."

"It's trouble, just eat it."

Two people said that the opposite Tiancun came to laughter.

Several local people are bullying new educated youth.

"Hey this fine skin, don't be a girl!"

"Hey, you see that you are still shy!"

"Roll! Don't touch my brother!"

As the boy is screaming, the young woman is still rushing out: "Oh ?! Do you ?! Live is done?! Bullying people do not face!"

"Hey, this is not the old widow." A few young people recovered their hands, Yu Xinye also took the shovel and jumped into Tiankan, and wiped the sweat on the witch.

"Ma Li, hurry, or I told the village."

"Well, you are very powerful." The young man who took the collar was awkward, and spit a few mouthfuls of spit, and went.

"Brother, younger brother, are you okay?"

The male child lying on the ground brighters a large piece, he shakes his head, watching the old one less, do not say, return to his own field.

"It's okay to get it, you can't finish it tomorrow." The big boy said, helping people.

I have been getting western and western, and they are going to work with tired body. When I step towards Tiankan, it is still busy.

The young boy who just hitted looked back and looked back and walked forward by the elderly.

"Let's go, let's go, go back to sleep."

The boy suddenly pause: "Brother, let's help them."

"Hey, you -" Don't wait for him to return, the boy has dragged the hoe jumped.

"Nice, I will help you."

In this way, the two brothers did their own responsibility in the day, secretly helping them to work at night, Yu Xinye saw that others bullied them, they would help, Yu Ni seeing two people will not cook, hungry, yellow muscle thin, more There are not many rations, often call them to eat at home.

As soon as I went, they also became a good brother with Yu Xin Lee. For two young people, they left home, Yu Xinye is not only a friend, but Yu Yu is a relatives.

In that man, the connection between strangers is so wonderful, sometimes it is just a concern, a bowl of warm porridge, the help of the difficulties, it is enough to form the biggest warmth in two cities. miss.

The old man thinks here, some feelings, quietly wet, eyes: "They ... they are all Ye, Yund Wa friends ... Three people can wear a pants."

Song Yuhang nodded and pulled the paper pen and handed it to the elderly: "Mother-in-law, will you write?"

The old man nodded: "Will ... will be a bit."

"Trouble you write your name, the names of the two friends of Yu Xinye, we recognize it."

The old man is slightly bureau to promote uneasiness: "This ... What does this mean?"

I hate and stop, Song Yuhang took the lead in opening a picture, but it was a good lie: "Nothing, we are on the county, doing a census, by the way, to know the deeds of the Qing Mountain to the countryside. "

The old man does not understand, I just feel that I am a good thing, I have written a pen.

Linerical uses her eyes to express her: Zhang Wei said to go, is your conscience not pain?

Song Yuhang smirk: Otherwise, tell her your wife, the good friend of the nephew may involve a series of conclusive cases?

The old man does not blame the myocardial infarction on the spot.

Waiting for her to write well, a few people took a look at it, the old man's writing was twisted, and he barely recognized it for a long time.

Song Yuhang: "Is the wife called Wei Fengzhen?"

The old man "ah" "ah" is head.

Song Yuhang pointed to the left boy: "Brother is called ..."

Her pupil is shrinking: "Li Hai."

"Brother is called ... Li Yang ?!"