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Suddenly, a sharp siren hit David's eardrums like a huge rock. He could not hear anything at first. Suddenly, all the sounds poured into his ears like a tide and a torrent: he heard the noisy gongs and drums and slogans echoing throughout the valley; he heard the noisy people in the video hall. He heard the sound of endless fighting and killing between good and evil; he heard his father and mother quarreling, and the sound of teapots, water ladles, fire tongs, and chairs being thrown to the ground; he heard the sound of landslides and ground cracking... These long-lasting and violent sounds turned into a tight rope that made him breathless. He almost fainted.

At night, Wu Laisha and Lu Zhu slept for the first time in the wing room where her father had lived before his death. Wu Quisha dreamed of Uncle Wu, and the faint red spot on his forehead was clearly visible. He didn't speak, looked happy, and left in a flash. The next morning, Luzhu woke up and said to Wu Quisha: "It's strange. I dreamed of an old man last night. He didn't look like Uncle Wu. His hair was more, shorter, and not as white than Uncle Wu. There were no red spots on his forehead." Wu Quisha asked: "What did you dream he was doing?" Luzhu said, "He didn't do anything. He smiled kindly at me and left." Wu Quisha hugged Luzhu over, rubbed her temples with her cheek, and said softly: "You met my father."

He drove across the river and onto the Second Xiangjiang Bridge. At this moment, he was slowly following a red Dongfeng Xiaokang truck, like he was taking a precious hound for a walk, causing the Volkswagen, Hyundai, BYD, Mazda, Chery, Chevrolet, Skoda, etc. Behind him to change lanes while honking their horns impatiently. When they passed him after changing lanes, the driver of each car had to slow down first and give him a hard look. He was annoyed that he could drive a Lexus RX off-road vehicle like a snail. He even uttered one or two Chinese curse words, then stepped on the accelerator and disappeared. You are all passers-by! A passing shadow! Not even a piece of paper flying in the wind! He embraced them with merciless contempt.