There is a kind of flower that is like a blazing fire. When it blooms, it can burn through the sight and cause nerve pain.

The confused Yang Qing was dumbfounded. He seemed to be speechless. He was stunned for a while before he regained his tongue. Then he waved his hands incoherently: "I...not...my child is already this tall...I'm already married."

My wife... your sister-in-law is at home, but she is not with me... She is very good at making pancakes. When she comes, ask her to treat you to pancakes..."

"He lived in a single dormitory with his children at that time, and there wasn't even a female fly around him. I always thought he didn't have a wife, was divorced or widowed or something," Zhang Meizhen looked at the night view of the city and folded her ears and temples tiredly.

Curly hair, "One Hundred and One was built later. In the early days, work units allocated public housing to employees. In addition to ranking based on seniority, sometimes the population of the family was also considered. Those with a family would definitely be given priority over those who were single. Those of the same age as him, as long as they had a family

, almost all of them have been allocated public housing, but he has not."

"So I didn't believe it at all at the time - people at that time were not as particular about school districts as they are now. It didn't matter whether the child went to school in Yanning or in his hometown in the countryside. I thought that if the child really had a biological mother, how could he be wandering around with a man?

Living in a dormitory? Besides, Yang Qing was raised by a beggar and has no parents or relatives. After liberation, he settled in Yanning to work. Where did he come from? So I decided that he was perfunctory with me, so I got involved with him."

"I tried every means to join this company and worked around him every day, forcing him to run away when he saw me. When he moved out his unfounded wife, I said to him with a playful smile, 'You say you'

If you have a wife, that’s good. You always have photos of your family, right? If you show me the photos, I’ll believe it, but he can’t take out the photos and is always embarrassed.” Zhang Meizhen paused, laughed, and gently

Sighing, "It's so shameless... Now that I think about it, I was young and ignorant at that time, and the little girl was so thick-skinned. Now that Lao Yang has made it clear, I am still stalking him. If I were a man,

Yes, he is a typical stinky gangster, and he might have been beaten up."

"If you're a man, you have to look at your face," Gan Qing commented seriously, "A stalker like you is an idol drama, not a gangster."

Zhang Meizhen sneered: "A sweet-tongued little thing with a cold heart."

Gan Qing accepted the scolding with a good-natured smile.

"Actually, it's not a big deal to have someone give you a beating. Even if you have a bruised nose and a swollen face, you can still be a good man when you get up. One day you will regret it and become a 'prodigal son,'" Zhang Meizhen suddenly whispered, "Women are different.

On the surface, I don’t like beating women, but anyone who wants to save face would not dare to attack a woman on the street, so the beatings women receive are always secret and shameful... Later, someone wrote a letter and reported me."

Gan Qing asked: "Who wrote it?"

Zhang Meizhen shrugged: "Who knows, I have offended too many people."

Gan Qing looked at her through the rearview mirror. He always felt that this old lady had the temperament of someone who had become a master through cultivation, unlike someone who had offended others and didn't know it was silly.

"It's true. If everyone is making do in the dark, and you are the only one who stands out and insists on lighting up and dazzling other people's eyes, wouldn't you offend others?" Zhang Meizhen said, "It's like driving with high beams in the middle of the night.

'It's almost the same, isn't it, Master?"

"Hey, sister, you can't say that. It's incomparable. Turning on the high beam blindly can easily lead to accidents. That's a lack of quality." The taxi driver was a middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples. He retorted subconsciously at first, and then fell silent.

After a while, he added in a low and vague voice, "Anyway... let's do whatever others do. We can't go wrong, right?"

"Who says it's not the case?" Zhang Meizhen agreed with a smile and said, "The letter reported that I ruined other people's marriages, seduced the business leaders of the unit to break shoes, and ruined the social atmosphere... Anyway, that's what it meant. In that era, it was almost the same.

This set of things. Later, it was punishment, criticism/struggle, 'stepping on ten thousand feet' and so on."

"I was born in the Foot Gang. I relied on my kung fu and was fearless. I ran away with the Five Bat Order. Where could I go? Those people couldn't catch me. As for those shabby units, I was fired when I was fired. At that time, although the major gangs

They are no longer active, but the connections are still there, the contacts are still there, and my uncles and uncles will never let me starve to death. I have not suffered, and I am a little smug... I later found out that during that time, Lao Yang had been taking care of me behind my back.

I tried to make connections, repeatedly clarified, and explained to the boss of the work unit. He always felt that he must have not paid attention to details and accidentally provoked the young girl, so everyone believed him - thinking that there was something wrong with him. Since they couldn't catch me, they had to find someone.

If one person vents public anger, then that's fine, that's him."

"So he was demoted from his position, dismissed as a model worker, and punished. He suddenly went from being a backbone to the lowest level person. He could be stepped on by anyone. He couldn't even live in a dormitory for singles. They

He was driven to a utility shed converted from a bicycle shed and held criticism/fighting meetings every now and then. He was taken out and beaten and scolded. At that time, except Mr. Yu, few people dared to talk to him, and he himself was afraid of injuring others.

In a few years, even the old members of the Beggar Clan took the initiative to draw a clear line... I hid in other places for several years. Only later did I find out about this incident. I ran outside his bicycle and cried all night. I felt that I was really nothing."

"Those people also dug out his wife, and I realized that he really wasn't trying to deal with me. He did have a wife, and it was his master who engaged him when he was a child. Several brothers got together and drank too much.

Jiu treated his children like cats and dogs, and they never met him even a few times before they got married... It was probably a feudal remnant of the old society. His wife was the daughter of a family friend. When she was twelve or thirteen years old, she caught up with the Japanese and set off a bomb.

/Suddenly, I was injured while trying to save others, and half of my face was disfigured. From then on, I became a different person, with a weird temper. I didn’t leave my hut all day long, and I didn’t see anyone.”

"Lao Yang is a very decent person, sometimes too...decent." Zhang Meizhen sighed, "Although the elders are gone, he still married her as agreed by his ancestors."

"At first, I was so jealous that I went crazy. I thought how great it would be if I were that woman. I would be disfigured. It took me many years to understand that what I was envious of may not be a good thing for her. At the beginning, I was also willing to be disfigured.

You may be moved, or you may be ecstatic for a while, but as time goes by, what everyone remembers is Yang Qing's promise of a thousand dollars. It is a pity that such an ugly woman has wronged a good man. She is just a

The "responsibility" and "burden" of being lucky and high-spirited. If you are sensible, you should die early and save others a few years... She has been unwilling to go out to meet people because of the injury on her face. I think she must not be a heartless person.

I don’t know how a woman with bad lungs survived all those years, and then she became a little crazy.”

"I secretly visited her once, and the locals told me that she couldn't see the light, and would go crazy hysterically when exposed to the light, so she would stay up all day and night. She would also wrap herself up tightly when going out at night, so that no one else could see her.

If you see her on the road, you should pretend you haven't seen her. If anyone dares to look at her again, he will definitely cause something. Not to mention following Lao Yang back to Yanning, she won't even let anyone mention her name. She is her own child.

The children don’t want to take care of it either.”

"Every time Lao Yang went back, she would happily cook for him on the first day and welcome him, but then the food would change from heavy to light on the second day. After three or four days, if he still refused to leave, she would

She would be anxious and look for trouble, so during the holidays, Lao Yang would just go home in a hurry for a day, leave her money and food stamps, and then leave."

"When I was young, I only saw men who were handsome, loyal, and courageous, but I couldn't see the pain of women. Now that I know the cause and effect, I feel that I will never forget him in this life. But how can I make things difficult for him?

I ran back and said that he was just a big fool who was deceived by me. He had nothing to do with it. He took the blame for me in vain. I also made myself infamous... Anyway, I am a low-level member of the Foot Gang and I don't care...

These."

"Old Yang has many brothers in the Beggar Clan. Some people have long been unable to bear it, and it didn't take long for him to be rehabilitated. As for me, I know that I have no fate with him in this life, and I even married someone once as a joke——

At that time, I was living like a rat crossing the street. A man who had liked me for many years took the risk and took me in secretly. This man later became seriously ill. I had nothing to do, so I said, "How about I give it to you before I die?"

Be your wife for once, so that no one will be there to see you off."

"We lived together peacefully for many years. The topsy-turvy days were finally over. Those who were kept in the cowshed were released, and those who were rehabilitated through labor were rehabilitated. They were wronged and I was not wronged, but I was lucky and had a good job.

The old people who helped me took care of him, and he fished in troubled waters, and his job benefits were restored, so he no longer had to hide."

When Zhang Meizhen said this, she suddenly fell silent for a long time until a taxi took them to the gate of No. 11 Hospital.

It was already late at night, the onlookers had already dispersed, and the small courtyard was quiet. Gang leader Yang was taken away by the ambulance for rescue. The wooden crutch he was carrying was poking at the door of the reception room, clumsy and lonely.

Zhang Meizhen walked over, picked up the cane, wiped the dust on the tip of the cane, and said to herself: "Why are you just throwing this away? I'm not afraid of others taking it away."

The small lamp in front of the reception room outlined the wrinkles on Zhang Meizhen's face. The way she was holding a cane and chattering made Gan Qing pause. For the first time, he realized that she was really an old lady.

"Sister Meizhen..."

Zhang Meizhen didn't look back. She raised her head and looked through the sparse tree canopy in the small courtyard to a certain room on the sixth floor - the lights were on in the house of old gang leader Yang. The grandfather and grandson came down in a hurry, and then went directly to the hospital without paying attention.

Turning off the lights, his house suddenly lit up in the silence, like a cloudy yet gentle eye.

"I complied with the agreement and gave my man the end of his life. His wife also completed her sentence in the world and left several years ago. In those years, the man was unmarried and the woman was unmarried. Although they are both old, things have changed...

..." Zhang Meizhen said in gibberish. She raised a hand as if to catch the light falling from the sixth floor. The dim light leaked ruthlessly from her fingers, and they were all phantoms that could not be grasped -

- She sighed at the white mist, "It's such a good day."

"We get to know each other again and become familiar with each other again."

She is no longer a thorny flower, and he has experienced enough ups and downs.

"First of all, the society is not very open yet. Everyone is a little secretive. Sometimes they look at each other furtively, sometimes they say a few words, write a note, stuff something... all with the underground.

It’s like a worker’s joint.”

And love is like moss, the darker and humid the backlight is, the more unbridled it grows.

"I feel that I have endured all the hardships and finally got through this life." Zhang Meizhen lowered her head and laughed vaguely.

Unexpectedly, the light she captured was just a fleeting fire in a stone.

Gan Qing asked: "Is it because... there is an old grudge between the Xingjiao Gang and the Beggar Gang?"

The feud between the Xingjiao Clan and the Beggar Clan has been around since ancient times, because both sects attract the masses from all over the world, are well-informed, and are all-pervasive, and their business positions are somewhat overlapping. Although the two sects have their own brilliance and scum, in comparison,

The Beggar Clan is more upright, and the Xingjiao Clan has no lower limit when it comes to deception and abduction.

The Xingjiao Gang looks down on the sanctimonious behavior of the Beggars' Gang, and the Beggars' Gang also doesn't think much of the Xingjiao Gang's evil heretics. Competition and the duality of good and evil make conflicts inevitable.

"Nominally." Zhang Meizhen said, "My master is a senior member of the Xingjiao Gang. If Wang Jiusheng and others saw me, they would hold their noses and call me 'Uncle Master'. I still have the Red Bat Order in my hand, although

I personally don't like to take care of things, but after the various sects gradually resumed their activities, my friends praised me and made me the nominal leader of the North Helm."

Gan Qing was slightly surprised.

"But I'm really not that material," Zhang Meizhen spread her hands, "In this regard, I'm almost the same as Lao Yang. If you ask me to use the sect to find a way like Wang Jiusheng, you can't even kill me. I

If I don’t have that vision, it would be too troublesome... Besides, I usually don’t get married, and I don’t have the prestige of Lao Yang in the Beggar Clan, so today’s incident happened to me thirty years ago.”

"I want to ease the relationship between the Xingjiao Gang and the Beggar Gang. Originally, after liberation, we no longer talked about the 'three religions and nine streams'. The beggars of the Beggar Gang have all found jobs, and no one dared to use the shady tricks of the Xingjiao Gang in the past.

After all, why are we so clearly divided? From now on, when we travel around the world, we are all brothers, isn't it good?"

"I whole-heartedly wanted to join hands with Lao Yang to handle this matter, but I didn't expect that there was Wang Jiusheng in my backyard. He had been eyeing the position of the North Helmsman with eager eyes. He was also afraid that if I had foreign aid from the Beggar Clan, he would not be able to defeat him.

Me."

"It just so happened that there was Yang Ping at Old Yang's side. Yang Ping never grew taller after he was ten years old, and even his voice was a bit like a little boy... I made the father and son live in a bicycle shed. For so many years, he always felt

My 'illness' is because of me...and my mother died early, and I was also angry."
Chapter completed!