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The off-road vehicle was speeding on the highway.

The silvery white scenery outside the window became blurred and separated.

There was no car ahead, Zhang Xiaojian let go of the accelerator pedal to keep the car speed within the speed limit, frowning deeper and deeper.

——Even if you put on the trash bag, no one thinks that the trash can is clean. It's a word worthy of careful savouring. In addition to the infinite self-deprecation, it also summed up her life.

Zhang Xiaojian knew that Liu Mei came out of the orphanage, and he could also roughly imagine how a little girl with no background could get to her current position in the past two decades.

Then I actually felt so bitter and hard for her.

Human beings are social animals. Society has given us everything we have now, but society is also cruel.

Liu Mei can rise all the way in the cruel society, sitting in the current position, of course, can not be good, in fact, it is not necessary for others to feel bitter and hard for her.

However, human sympathy is a very wonderful thing, and it will always happen inexplicably.

Ye Mozhu sat beside Liu Mei, did not speak, just showed a smile, took her hand, and found that her hand was cold, it should be colder than the snow outside.

Wang Wan'er, who has been to Ningyuan alone for some time, can also feel the same way, so she grabbed Liu Mei's arm and leaned against her shoulder.

The air conditioner in the off-road vehicle was not turned on very much, but Liu Mei felt a little warm, and the window did not open, but she felt as if sand had entered her eyes.

If this scene is seen by a business partner who knows Liu Mei and is familiar with Liu Mei, he will definitely wonder if this Liu Mei is the one he knows.

But people are not just complicated.

Unscrupulous in the market does not mean that she is not soft in her heart.

The seemingly romantic and affectionate in the upper class does not mean that she is really amorous.

Liu Mei is very grateful for her origin. She has been doing charity but never thought of herself as a kind person. Just doing charity can remove her from her role in society and make her feel that she is still a person.

The warmth around her now makes her feel that there is something long-lost for her. This thing is called'friendship'. In the past, she thought this thing was cheap and vulnerable in the face of profit.

But feelings told her that this thing still has a name because it does exist, and it sometimes makes people's hearts tremble.

Liu Mei, whose heart trembled, immediately stopped all his emotions and said: "Why is it so heavy all of a sudden, or I'll talk about it again?"

Zhang Xiaojian smiled and stepped on the accelerator.

Zhuo Fei also turned his head and looked straight ahead of the road.

Wang Wan'er said: "Yes, but no color."

Ye Mozhu and Liu Mei said in unison: "What's the meaning of a joke without color!"

After they said that they looked at each other and smiled, and finally gave in, "You come one first?"

"you first."

"Farewell, you come first."

Zhang Xiaojian couldn't listen anymore: "How about I tell you one?"

Unexpectedly, the three women immediately replied: "No."

Zhang Xiaojian: "...No, my story is very interesting, saying that before..."

Before he could tell, Liu Mei interrupted: "All the jokes from the past are all in LoW burst..."

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Driving by car was full of freshness at first.

Especially for people who have been imprisoned in city cages for a long time, even if the surrounding scenery remains the same, they will still be cheerful.

Zhang Xiaojian's group is not a long journey, so the freshness will not be over.

On the way, no one mentioned the heavy topic of Liu Mei again, but one after another, the three beautiful women sitting in the back row laughed forward and joined together.

In the laughter, the off-road vehicle started from the top to the bottom of the winding road, and entered the dirt road after leaving a large mountain. The start of the bumpy journey also means that they are getting closer and closer to the end.

His field of vision changed from narrow to wide. Without seeing his village, Zhang Xiaojian saw the smoke floating in the sky.

It was another turn, and Bian's ass quickly left their seats, and they finally arrived at the destination of this journey-Feiluan Village.

So Zhang Xiaojian's mouth grew slightly, because the picture before him was not as dilapidated and desolate as he imagined.

Feiluan Village is seen from the mountain, seemingly chaotic, but the more you look at it, the more you see that the houses are strewn together. Although the colors are different, the roofs are covered with white snow, echoing the snow-capped mountains.

In sharp contrast to the white roof is the black chimney that every household must have.

At this time, as the setting sun sets, the smoke from the chimney merges in the middle of the mountain, and finally disappears. Before opening the car window, just looking at this picture, Zhang Xiaojian seems to smell the firewood.

As a result, he is so hungry, and now he especially wants to eat a hearty meal of farm food.

There is always a gap between imaginable and reality...

After the off-road vehicle entered the village, under the command of Liu Mei, and the attention of the children in the village, it went half a mountainside all the way.

On the mountainside is a four-story building with a playground paved with oil roads, a porter, and a little girl dangling outside with two cows.

After the little girl saw the off-road vehicle, her big eyes lit up. She wore two pigtails and tugged at her throat and shouted: "Father, here is a guest." The two little pigtails hung up with the loud and sharp voice. stand up.

When Zhang Xiaojian marveled at how the little girl's voice was so loud, Liu Mei over there got out of the car and shouted, "Yah."

Seeing Liu Mei's smile, the little girl jumped up and down and gave Liu Mei a big hug.

Everyone got out of the car here too. Seeing the impact of Yaya, they almost didn't hit Liu Mei somersault. Zhang Xiaojian smiled: "The child is so nice, simple and enthusiastic."

Who knows, after the big voiced cute girl hugged Liu Mei, "Sister, did you bring chocolate this time."

...

Zhang Xiaojian felt that the simplicity he just said should be swallowed back by himself...

Ye Mozhu and Wang Wan'er looked at Zhang Xiaojian and smiled. Liu Mei seemed to have expected it. They took her hand to the trunk of the off-road vehicle, opened the luggage they had brought, and took out a box of Filipino chocolates.

Opening the box, Liu Mei carefully removed the tin foil, revealing the chocolate with nuts and handing it to Yaya.

Yaya swallowed it, every chewing seemed very sweet.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a dirty padded jacket and a kind of Mediterranean, but with a kind smile on his face came out from the board room in front of the school: "Liumei is here."

"Uncle Sun." Liu Mei replied kindly.

The person called Uncle Sun quickly said: "Come in first, come in first, it's cold outside."

A crowd of people walked into the gatehouse. As soon as they opened the door, they smelled a smell of firewood. There was no floor or tiles in the room. Old-fashioned floor leather was laid. Went back.

In the center is a stove, heating the whole house, but... it's really warm.

Zhang Xiaojian saw that there was heating in the room, so he couldn't help asking: "Is the heating hot?"

Uncle Sun smiled and replied: "The school is almost yellow, and there is no coal in the boiler room. Why should I use it for heating?"

After that, he hurriedly came to a rather large bunk, and quickly swept twice with a sleeve that seemed to be dirtier than the bed and said: "Sit here, sit here."

Zhang Xiaojian and the others sat down, but felt the heat under the buttocks. Huo Kang was really a good thing.

Liu Mei has been here many times, and the familiar one found a pitch black kettle, took the tap water, and placed it on the stove in the center.

Then she found several enamel cups in the cabinet, and washed them up.

As soon as Uncle Sun saw it, he buried his head in the cabinet and flipped through it again. He found out a plastic bag and said, "My bulk Longjing, I don't usually take it out. Let me entertain you today."

Zhang Xiaojian feels deeply honored, just looking at the rough tea leaves in the bag... he can only feel emotionally that it is truly a tea that can be called Longjing.

After a while, the water boiled.

Yaya, who has been following Liu Mei and ate two more chocolates, was also trained.

"You don't know if your teeth are bad, you can't eat sweet ones anymore."

Yaya wiped her mouth, and the corners of her mouth were a little black, and she wiped it out for a long time, and said: "I didn't eat..."

Everyone laughed, Yaya noticed that Sun Shu's old face was dark, and quickly glanced at the mirror that was broken in half but still stuck to the wall, and then blushed.

There was still some unfamiliar atmosphere, which disappeared in the training and training of the father and daughter.

Zhang Xiaojian asked: "Shall we live here tonight?"

Liu Mei, who was busy spreading the bulk of Longjing in the enamel cup, responded: "Well, there is a single room for the night watch in the school. Uncle Sun troubles you."

Uncle Sun knew the purpose of Liu Mei's coming here again, and he also knew that Zhang Xiaojian and other seemingly young people were rich people in the city. He grinned and said with a yellow tooth, "If you can really make this school available for classes. Now, I can sleep in school for three months without burning the fire."

At this moment, Liu Mei took the boiling black lacquer kettle and began to pour water into the enamel cup, one cup per person, Ye Mozhu and Wang Wan'er helped, and soon they all held them up.

Zhang Xiaojian took a sip and didn't taste much. Just like he tasted Wuyishan Dahongpao, he didn't taste much, but he felt that the hot water was very warm. He said to Uncle Sun: "Class is a small matter. How come."

Uncle Sun didn’t hear clearly. He just thought about the guests coming from the house, and he had to do something good at night. After looking through the food stored at home, he found that there were only Chinese cabbage, tofu, and a few bundles of dried and dried ones. Green onions.

Hmm... this can make three dishes.

Tofu with scallions... Stewed tofu with Chinese cabbage, mixed with Chinese cabbage...

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The village is not far away, and Zhang Xiaojian and others are not bad masters. Of course, they can’t really eat Chinese cabbage like a rabbit for dinner.

So the soldiers were divided into two groups. Zhuo Fei, Ye Mozhu, and Wang Wan'er drove Yaya to the village to buy ingredients. With Mozhu in there, there was no need to worry about the food at night.

Zhang Xiaojian, Liu Mei and Sun Shu stayed behind.

After drinking the bulk of Longjing to warm it up, Sun Shu took Zhang Xiaojian and Liu Mei into the school.

Before entering, Zhang Xiaojian almost didn't laugh when he saw the words written on a big rock next to the teaching building.

Fortunately for the first two characters,'Longteng' is obviously the name of the company that donated this elementary school, but the latter was supposed to be the four characters for Hope Primary School, but because of years of disrepair, it became the'Buwang Kid'...

As soon as he entered the teaching building, the cold air directly dissipated the warmth that Zhang Xiaojian had just brought to his body from drinking tea.

How can this be in class, and the children must not freeze to death?

After walking around for a few laps, except for a little dust, the tables, chairs and benches are a bit old, the environment is actually okay.

When they walked out, the trio of Zhuo Fei, who were swiftly driving, came back with Yaya, carrying big bags and small bags, and they all entered the gatehouse at the school gate.

Uncle Sun wanted to show his hands and make two dishes for the guests.

Who knows, after the beautiful and disinterested girl lifted the knife, he saw a picture that he would never forget.

Liu Mei and Wang Wan'er were in charge of washing vegetables and meat. As long as they handed them to the cutting board in front of Ye Mozhu, her fancy knife skills were fully demonstrated.

Ye Mozhu doesn't have any carvings, but it's just like shredding, slicing and dicing, neatly like a precision machine.

No matter what ingredients are in her hands, as long as her forearm shakes slightly, it seems that it will immediately become what she wants, neat and unreasonable.

"Girl, professional?" Uncle Sun exclaimed.

Ye Mozhu smiled without delaying the work of his subordinates. While cutting vegetables, he said: "It's inherited from the ancestors, there are genes."

Zhang Xiaojian wanted to admire the beautiful appearance of his own pig cooking for a while, but was pulled by Zhuo Fei to the burning stove: "Help blow, I am a little lack of oxygen."

Zhang Xiaojian looked at the dashing fire inside the cooking stove, puffed up his cheeks, and finally blew his face gray.

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In the concierge of the farmhouse, everyone was busy for a dinner.

For them living in the city, this is really new.

The rice cooked with firewood smells fragrant, and the dishes cooked in the big iron pan that is never clean is a smell that cannot be made in city restaurants and homes.

Ye Mozhu was not afraid of others being hungry, thinking that Zhang Xiaojian was tired last night and this morning... Naturally, he couldn't be hungry, so he cooked ten dishes, but it shocked Uncle Sun and Yaya.

Especially when Yaya was originally a long man, she was very greedy. Every time Ye Mozhu fried a plate, she secretly tasted it, and then sighed, "Father, I feel like you used to eat pork food."

Uncle Sun is accustomed to the quirky spirits of the little girl, and he doesn't mind if he can always come up with new words, but Zhang Xiaojian and others are happy.

The wine and food were put on the table, and everyone sat down around the greasy wooden table after rubbing it for a long time.

Looking at the table looks like a Chinese New Year, it should be a more abundant dinner than a single house in the village.

Of course, Ye Mozhu’s cooking skills have been praised unanimously, and the voice of praise is everyone's "Uh~~um~~um~~um...'

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After eating, it was almost night time.

Zhang Xiaojian couldn't help but want to smoke a cigarette, so he opened the door and went outside the concierge. As soon as he looked up, he saw a particularly clear night sky and stars that seemed to be within reach.

Liu Mei also followed out at this time and raised his hand: "Give me one too."

Zhang Xiaojian handed her one, and then lighted her a fire by blocking the wind with his hand.

The two inhaled cigarettes at the same time, highlighting the smoke and white fog, and looking at the scenery in front of them felt extremely comfortable.

Zhang Xiaojian tilted his head and looked at him. After working all afternoon, he was completely different from seeing the Liu Mei for the first time before. Now Liu Mei, who is not too dirty and wrapped in Sun Shujun's coat, said: "Actually, the trash can knows that it is covered with rubbish. It’s good to be clean after the bag, regardless of other people’s eyes."

Liu Mei's hand stiffened, and he looked at Zhang Xiaojian with a charming smile that absolutely did not match what she is wearing now: "I will put down everything about Ningyuan, and I will lead the Jianxing Charity Fund in the future, the boss gives me a chance?"

Zhang Xiaojian took a puff of cigarette, flicked the ashes, and said, "Well, this is what it means to do big things."