Three days later, reporter Xue Fei arrived at the protection station.

After Xue Fei saw Cheng Jia's photography exhibition in Beijing, he had the idea of ​​on-site interviews, hoping to record the life of the protection station in the form of reports and texts, and spread it more conveniently on traditional and new media. If he knows it in depth enough, he still wants to write a few biographies.

The people in the station welcomed Xue Fei as they had greeted Cheng Jia, and Cheng Jia was there.

When Cheng Jia saw the extremely detailed itinerary he sent her, he thought he was a delicate and gentle man. Unexpectedly, the car door opened and a man with a very masculine man came down, with only half of his left leg.

He was big, his skin was sunburned into a healthy bronze color, and he was quick to move with a cane. When Deji reached out to him, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed it back.

Xue Fei not only came, but also brought more than 100,000 yuan to the newspaper call for donations from all walks of life.

Deji said he would have dinner together in the evening, and Taozi shouted, "Do you drink?"

Deji said: "Drink!"

Shi Tou went to buy vegetables, Cheng Jia followed him into his car and went to the town. While he was buying vegetables, he paid for a few boxes of wine.

On the way back to the protection station, Cheng Jia received a call from a friend from the newspaper and asked, "Did you see Xue Fei?"

"See."

"You're not curious to ask me?"

Cheng Jia said: "What are you asking?"

"He has half his legs missing."

Cheng Jia said: "What do you want to ask about this?"

"He used to shoot outdoor documentaries, but he was bitten by a lion and didn't let his fellow travelers shoot. He couldn't do it after hurting his leg. Oh, by the way, he is a workaholic and is still single now. He doesn't like gentleness and toughness." My friend joked, "You must be together."

Cheng Jia said: "I'm dead."

When she arrived at the protection station, Cheng Jia helped Shi Tou move the wine in. Seeing Peng Ye calling on the roadside, she didn't bother him and walked into the station. When she arrived at the door, she met Xue Fei. He reached out to take the box in Cheng Jia's arms. Cheng Jia said, "No."

After the words fell, Xue Fei held it with one hand. His legs were not good, but he was very strong and had great strength.

Cheng Jia didn't rob it either.

Xue Fei said: "I thought I would come together, but I didn't expect you to come first."

Cheng Jia said, "Do you recognize me?"

"I saw it when I was conducting exhibitions in Beijing. Too many people gathered around you to ask questions and couldn't get into the conversation."

Cheng Jia said: "Do you have any questions and want to ask me?"

"I saw the photos you took and felt a lot. What you did was so meaningful."

Cheng Jia had nothing to say, she knew that she was not noble.

Outside the station, Peng Ye glanced at Cheng Jia in the distance and continued to speak to Lao Zheng: "The Reserve Administration attaches great importance to the construction of the forensic team and has applied for technical support from the superiors."

"Okay." Lao Zheng said, "I don't have any professionals like hair DNA, but we have to find gun types based on bullets. There are proficient brothers in our armed police team. If you need it, please mention it."

"Well. Short-term conditions do not allow it. You can cooperate with the forensic department of the public security first."

"By the way, Lao Qi, you must be careful about the Black Fox's life."

Peng Ye narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I care more about my own life than anyone else."

He asked, "How is that?"

"I remember. The informant has gained the trust of the sheepskin recipient and is about to connect with the Black Fox recently. It's almost done."

Peng Ye pursed his lips, "Okay."

"It's a coincidence. I had an informant on the buyer before, but the Black Fox never came forward and called Jiyun Shang. I thought he would let Wanzi Shang go this time, but he would go there in person."

Peng Ye thoughtfully and said, "You find a special police officer in your team. It's useful."

After hanging up the phone, Peng Ye stood silent in the cold wind for a while before turning around and entering the station.

At night, everyone drank a little high. Deji rarely talked about his youth. The poachers said that there was no protection station at that time. The young and middle-aged people from all villages gathered together spontaneously, guarding the flock of sheep and fighting with the poachers.

"At that time, I could still scold me halfway through the fight. There was no law that said that she could not be killed, so I scolded us for meddling in other people's business. I had a brain disease and said that this sheep was not raised by you. It was grown in the open air, and whoever beat her would be... "

Cheng Jia held a bowl of white wine and turned his head to look at Peng Ye. He didn't drink any of them, and ate them with the green beans on the plate.

Cheng Jia heard Ahuai say that the last time he got drunk was after his second brother died.

"......In recent years, more people have paid attention to animal protection, which is a good thing. There are also many people who come to visit here, but few people who keep their hearts here and few people come back..."

Speaking of this, Deji looked at Cheng Jia, with a burgundy face and smiled and said, "You are leaving and back. Thank you, thank you."

Cheng Jia didn't say much, and toasted Deji with a bowl of wine. After drinking, Xue Fei toasted her another bowl, thanking her for letting more people start paying attention to the West. Then a group of people came to toast her, but Peng Ye did not stop him, and Cheng Jia did not refuse.

Deji rarely opened his heart and talked to everyone about his beloved girl when he was young: "...named Zhuoma, with big eyes and watery eyes. When I glanced at her, I felt so frigid. The young men in the village liked her, so she liked me... I was tall and handsome when I was young... At that time, it was far apart, the road was not good, and it took several days to walk hundreds of kilometers, and there was no phone call. I ran with sheep every day, so I couldn't care about her. I told Zhuoma to ask her to wait for me again. When no one stole it, I stopped doing this, so I went back to farm and herd sheep and lived with her. Later, she traveled through mountains and rivers, walked for three days, and went to the camping lake to find me, saying, "Deji, I'm going to get married, I won't wait for you." I said, "Okay." It's because I'm sorry for her..."

Damn I remembered Madou, covered his eyes and cried so hard that he was not happy.

Sixteen's eyes were wet, and he patted his shoulder and sighed, "I told you not to drink wine, as you can cry after drinking wine."

Cheng Jia didn't say a word, lying on the table without moving. She drank a few bowls of white wine and was drunk.

Peng Ye said: "I'll send her back to the room first."

Peng Ye helped Cheng Jia's shoulder up, and her head hit his collarbone. She opened her eyes and looked straight at him, her cheeks flushed, her eyes filled with water, shining like stars.

It was like a drizzle, and Peng Ai's ambition slipped, as if he had kowtowed.

He helped her up, pulled the chair away, reached his other hand under her knees, and whispered, "You're drunk, go to bed."

"Okay, let's go to sleep." She was very quiet when she was drunk, and gave herself to him with confidence. She closed her eyes and said, "Peng Ye, I will sleep with you for the rest of my life."

Peng Ye was stunned, his heart was knocked, as if he had a knife.

Everyone was quiet at the table.

Uncle Deji's eyes flashed with water. Sang Yang's tears were like a rushing sound like a gate was opened.

That means hope for everyone to hear.

Peng Ye carried Cheng Jia back to the dormitory and placed it on the bed. She felt a little uncomfortable and frowned. Peng Ye leaned over, held her face, and kissed her lips, "Cheng Jia."

"Hmm?" she replied vaguely.

"Say what happened just now."

She was drunk, but she still remembered, "I will sleep with you for the rest of my life."

He was not drunk, but his eyes were wet.

He kissed her, "Okay."

"You are different from Deji," she said, "but the same."

“…”

Peng Ye lowered his head and buried it deeply in her neck.

The next day, the people from Team 3 had to set out for inspection. Before leaving, the first batch of bulletproof vests arrived. Everyone put on vests and felt a little delicate.

Peng Ye threw it to Xue Fei, Cheng Jia, one piece by one. Cheng Jia weighed it in his hand and said, "It's a bit heavy."

Peng Ye said: "This is already light. It is even heavier to wear it on your body and it is inconvenient to move."

Damn, "Brother Qi, did you wear this and you won't be afraid of any bullets?"

Peng Ye said: "I'll try shooting now?"

Nima said: "Can you try?"

"Of course not." Peng Ye laughed, rubbed his head, and said, "Ordinary bullets cannot penetrate the bulletproof vest, but they will cause 'blunt damage after the bulletproof vest', which will be fatal. What's more, powerful bullets can penetrate. Be careful of yourself, don't think that wearing this vest is a gold medal to avoid death."

Everyone replied: "Yes!"

Cheng Jia heard it in his heart and searched for the phone to "break through the bulletproof vest", which made her silent for a long time.

When they set off, Deji sent them a trip and took Xue Fei to see an unknown cemetery where people who died in the unmanned land were buried.

At the end of October, the sky was still blue, the cold wind began to rage, the plants and trees turned yellow, and the sky and the earth showed a desolate appearance.

Not long after driving, a cemetery appeared in front of him, with gray tombstones standing on the hillside covered with dead grass.

Everyone got out of the car and went over. Cheng Jia was at the end of the team, listening to Deji telling Xue Fei the story of each tombstone from afar. Finally, he walked to an old tombstone on the high ground, and Deji stopped.

It seemed to have stood there for many years, with its black surface peeling off, revealing gray sand and gravel.

After many years of wind and rain, the name of the seal carving above is not clear, and there is only the vague character "Ren".

Deji stroked the tombstone with rough hands, and a faint smile appeared on his wrinkled face, as if sad, as if he was reminiscent of everything, and he said only one sentence: "Uncle Renyang, you are my younger brother now."

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the wind blows the grass grows.

Back then, I was still a little boy who ran with my father; in a blink of an eye, time took me to catch up with you.

With just one sentence, I burst into tears.

On the plateau, the only thing that lasts forever is the wind.

Deji told Xue Fei that Renyang was the protector of the 1970s and 1980s and his father.

Cheng Jia asked: "How did Uncle Renyang die?"
To be continued...