On the morning of the 26th day of the 12th lunar month, the four brothers Zhao Chang'an and Wen Ye returned to the mountain city.

After several days of heavy sun exposure, the sunny road surface has completely melted the snow and runs very smoothly.

Once built on the 22nd day of the 12th lunar month, it was a unified holiday, and Zhao Changan directly drove the Dafeng into the wooden saw mill.

In a large workshop that is more than 30 meters long and twenty meters wide and nearly ten meters high, the four brothers surrounded a corner of a fire pit and lit a blazing bonfire with the bark of decades of old trees.

Long iron sticks are worn with red beans, glutinous rice cakes, smoked bacon, steamed buns, sweet potatoes, peach blossom lake fish, goat chops, and barbecued on the fire.

Kneading peanuts, melon seeds, pistachios and pine nuts, speculating on the possible methods Xia Wuyue would do.

In the past few days, although Qian Xiaoyong's new mobile phone number has been silent, I think there must be planning and designing it non-stop.

"Lingling ~"

Zhao Changan's cell phone rang, it was the landline number of Shancheng.

"Hey, who?"

"Is it Zhao Chang'an?" the voice of a young woman.

"I am, you?"

“We are Shancheng TV,—”

"terribly sorry,--"

Hang up the phone.

"Brother, the TV station asked you to attend the New Year's Eve party, why don't you attend? Show your face more!"

Zhong Lianwei didn't understand.

"It has already put Xia Wuyue and Qiao San, so it's too much pressure."

Zhao Changan said with a smile: "If the turtle head that was finally about to stretch out is scared and retracted, it will be more than worth the effort."

——

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Changan sent Wen Ye and the other two to Yijian Community and drove to the direction of Yueliang Lake in the north of the city.

Near the fork of the expressway, Dabencha enters a sand-paved path, walking between wheat fields, hills, and Moon Lake (Bei Lake).

Soon, we entered a huge and continuous battlefield, and a three-story building built by the lake was particularly conspicuous.

Before, Liu Cui had called Xu Wanrong's mother and said she was visiting Xu Wanrong, but Liu Cui was forcibly taken back to Zheng City by her mother, and the task fell on Zhao Chang'an.

I visited a girl who was so nervous that I didn’t know. To be honest, Zhao Changan really didn’t want to come.

However, in the afternoon he called the landline number left by Liu Cui and explained Liu Cui's situation. What surprised him was that a woman on the other side of the phone actually recognized him visiting her.

Having said that, Zhao Changan had no choice but to come over.

When Zhao Changan rushed to the front of this small building, he found that the small building was actually separated by a six or seven-meter-wide ditch connected to the Moon Lake...

A duty room was built at the bridgehead and two wolf dogs were raised.

When he saw the car coming, two wolfhounds barked with fierce looks on their faces.

Crossing the bridge, there are large flower beds, and the car parked outside the tall courtyard gate.

"Woom--"

A middle-aged woman opened the door and tied two Tibetan mastiffs inside. She was huge and looked like two black-haired lions.

"Aunt."

Zhao Changan actually doesn't like to contact such people, but his basic politeness must be: "Liu Cui brought a photo album and asked me to send it here."

"I'm sorry, hurry up and sit down."

"No."

"Go into the house and sit down."

The middle-aged woman in front of her choked and she couldn't help but shed tears.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm sorry."

Zhao Changan looked at the tears of the woman in front of him, and his thoughts flew thousands of miles away. He couldn't help but think of the scene when he arrived at Mo Tongtong's house fifteen years ago.

My heart couldn't help but soften and nodded in agreement.

"Rongrong, your classmate has come to see you and is still carrying your photo album."

At the door of Xu Wanrong's room on the second floor, her mother wiped away her tears and pushed the door and spoke with a smile in her voice.

Zhao Changan followed in.

This is an extra-large bedroom with a total decoration of more than 100 square meters. It is decorated with two doors inside, which may be a bathroom or something.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows is the endless green Beihu.

It is very warm inside, and the entire building should be heated with central air conditioning.

A thin, unadultert girl, wearing a very loose cartoon pajama, sat on the bed with her knees, motionless.

The long black hair hung down, covering her little face.

The dazzling white hands and feet had blue veins bursting, making them skinny and bone-skinned.

At the wrist, you can see shocking knife marks!

A young woman stood up on the balcony, probably Xu Wanrong's companion.

——

Zhao Changan drove away, and there was a box of Moutai in the trunk.

Zhao Changan really didn't want it, but Xu Wanrong's mother said that she knew Zhao Changan's parents, and even if it was the etiquette of the New Year, she could not be rejected.

When he left, Xu Wanrong's mother kept sending Zhao Chang'an to Qiaotou, and said that she would go to Zhao Chang'an's house to pay New Year's greetings after the New Year.

The car drove for a long time and stopped by a lake.

Zhao Changan walked to the north lake and lit a cigarette.

Looking at the vast lake.

"Beauty is not born from the mother's womb, it should be the peach blossom tree. I have hated that peach blossoms are easy to fall, and that fallen flowers are more passionate than you. - I once thought that there is more sentimental damage to the Brahmacharya, and when I entered the mountain, I was afraid that I would be able to see the whole world, and I will not let you down."

He chanted in a low voice.

Zeng Xiaoxiao, Liu Cui, Jing Xiu, Xia Wenzhuo, Li Shiya, the faces of these women.

It surged in Zhao Changan's mind.

Xu Wanrong's incident woke him up. How silly women who are dedicated and infatuated will be killed by how serious they will be.

——

In the evening, Zhao Changan had a meal at Zhong Lianwei's house and Chef Liu Yihui.

The four brothers worked together and quickly poured Zhong Lianwei down and carried it into his bedroom. The room was immediately purified.

In Zhong Lianwei's bedroom, Zhong Yuanqiang specially bought two steel wire beds to sleep with Wen Ye and Liu Yihui.

The four brothers talked and played cards with drunkenness.

"Lingling ~"

The number of Wu Yue’s home.

"Yuezi."

"Chang'an, I'll treat you tomorrow night. Come to my house first and come here!"

"Don't let him drive drunk, ride a bicycle if he feels it's troublesome. It's okay to fall when he gets drunk, haha~"

Qi Xiangfeng's voice came from the other side of the phone.

"It makes sense. If I don't drive, my brothers will never return drunk!"

Zhao Changan sneered in his heart, as cold as a knife.

Hang up the phone.

Seeing the brothers' expressions, Zhao Changan smiled and shook his head: "This time it's impossible. Even at night, there is a better chance, they are not so crazy."

"That has to be guarded."

Wen Ye frowned and said, "We won't bet!"

——

On the afternoon of the 27th day of the 12th lunar month, Zhao Changan came to Wu Yue's house.

"The big singer is here!"

Qi Xiangfeng ran out to greet him with a smile.

That night, Zhao Chang'an, Wu Yue, Qi Xiangfeng, Fan Chao, Zhang Xiaoxue, Li Yanqiu, and several people gathered in the hotel outside Wu Yue's house.

Before the banquet started, Zhao Changan received a call from Zhu Liang: "Anzi, we just had a holiday and we were gathered tonight?"
To be continued...