"Although it's so late now, we have to admit that even in this case, we have to slowly solve some things or things. Otherwise, it would be uncomfortable if we don't solve them. Judging from the current situation, we can't accept many things or we can't control them. As expected, there is still a level in the river. They carefully selected them, and he also deliberately used small steel forks to shaved ice, and only found a dead fish as big as a thumb. He was a little disappointed.

When he stood up and looked at the Jiangqiao, he suddenly made a major discovery. There were still some ice blocks under the bridge piers of Laojiang Bridge, and the shimmering yellow light was shining in the morning light. He said that there must be a big fish in the weapons of the bridge piers. As long as you find a boat to come over, you will be puzzled. When the construction of Xinjiang Bridge was built by the old jacking bridge, it was mainly because the old pattern of the railway tracks made it impossible to transform. However, some people also suggested that the adjacent two bridges were not conducive to flood discharge, because the bridge was flooded, and this section of ice surface was easily concentrated until later.

The problem will appear slowly, or the problem will occur slowly, which no one wants to see. If the piers of the two bridges of Kaijiang cannot be arranged, it is a roadblock for the military signs. The idea of ​​the surge in traffic has caused the ice blockage. Jianghuai's performance, Liu Jianguo is an old man. He smoked fish in the ice in Kaijiang. He had never heard of this idea that he might have grown up by the water. He could think of it. He said that the eagle was not the fish he bought, because most of the fish were raised, and there was fishy grains.

The taste, Liu Jianguo said that the books he was looking for should not be interested in, they prefer to prey on rats and insects. He chased his mouth and said, "How do you believe in the things in the book?" He said that he had seen fish-eating eagles at the chicken-eating pier. He also said that when he was on Qimatou, she and her boyfriend would carry wood to the riverside prison with a fish basket. They always harvested a lot of delicious Kaijiang fish that could be stewed in a pot. When he picked up the single wood, he always sighed, and sighed with his misty eyes, and looked even more confused."

Zhao Pengpeng followed him along the river to look for a boat, and finally found an old wooden boat. It seemed that he had gone to the countryside to fish after opening the river. Huang Yu said that at Qimatou, you don’t need to say hello to use someone else’s boat. After using some food or things to be used to pass it on to Director Quan, he skillfully untied the cables, replaced Zhao Pengpeng’s car and boat, pushed him into the water, jumped onto the boat lightly, and slid towards the river bridge. The sun slowly rose and the golden light was on the river. Waves emerged. The morning wind was not very big, but the Yellow River river slid rapidly, which naturally brought the wind. His bangs and ponytail seemed to be born in his body, and the clouds floated around in the clouds. He couldn’t help but say, do you think you were back to Lor and

He Mozhe, did you say there were no these two rivers? He curled his lips and listened. You should take it seriously when you were over forty. He squinted his right eye and said meaningfully, "You know which rivers in this life have gone to." He looked at him and felt that his expression was brighter than when he first came. He looked at him and felt that his face was darker, and he never smiled except for the tour team. It was a late autumn evening four years ago. He came back from work and got a bowl of noodles to eat. He wanted to change into formal clothes and put on leather shoes. He was about to go downstairs to the Laocheng Hall concert. He listened to a concert. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a mother and son curled up at the door of his house. The daughter was about to be around forty and was wearing a pair of blue jeans, a black sweater and a canvas bag mold.

The pretty face and lips were extremely dull, and the child who loved her was six or seven years old, with a thin neck, a black and red face, and a few spots on his face, and was gnawing on his chicken feet with delicious taste, his hands and mouth were oily. This woman was him, and the boy was his son's companion. He lived nearby, a place where the alarm clock was quiet. The six-story red brick building had no elevator. He lived in a two-bedroom building on the second floor, which was built in the 1950s. Therefore, over the years, he had undergone the renovation of water, electricity, gas and heating, telephone, cable, and optical fiber. Each transformation would cause him to be scarred, and the various bright lines wandering on the exterior walls were

The patches made with cement are even more dilapidated, but this sense of dilapidation or dilapidation can only be felt in winter. When the plant growth season is growing, the two big willow trees outside the old building and the ivy crawling on the exterior walls once the lush leaves of the Qing Dynasty block the bright lines and scars of the exterior walls. He looks full of vitality. Every window of his house is green, giving him the feeling of being in the forest. In autumn, the leaves turn yellow and the sun shines. They have a bit of saving, but no matter how good the sunlight is, it cannot stop all things from withering. Once the leaves shrink and fall off, only the exterior walls are like blue veins. The good scenery of this building has passed like this.

He saw Zhao Pengpeng opening his eyes wide and pulling the child to stand up slowly. He was too tired. He was standing against the wall. I don’t know where he was hitting him. He said that you are really Zhao Pengpeng. Zhao Pengpeng nodded, and then patted the child’s shoulder and pushed him in front of him. Aren’t you looking for people everywhere? I sent me here to you. It seemed that he had an appointment with him. He quickly said, “What I am looking for is not such a big person. When he lost it, he hasn’t been this big for almost forty years. He has been a lord for a long time. Milky Banners will grow up. He said pulling it out.

Listen to the boy saying that his name is a nickname. He said that his name is Lulu. If you think it is bad, change it to him. You can change it. Now you are his relative. Why am I his relative? He was very surprised because you are looking for a boy. He is a boy. Now he has no father. You have to be him. You have to be a father. Boys must be a man. He is completely confused. He is so sorry that I can't give a child. If you lack a child, he lacks a father. He is impatient and said that you two should be one.

The family, why don’t they understand such a simple truth? In order to find the child who lost his friend from him, he has published his address everywhere for many years. So he came to the door to say that they have obtained the information of the child and even blocked the door. There are many people who come to recognize their relatives. Among them, there are kind people and futures. Those who can get the bounty promised in the missing person notice and falsely report clues. Of course, there are people who maliciously joke about him, but they have never experienced it like him. They should be from other people, so they think of them.
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