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The richness of history and the tenderness of women complement each other, just like the majesty of Qikou Mountain and the softness of water. The fusion of the iron-blooded hero's bones and the love between his children and his children, and the resulting story of a long march is a romantic legend in history. Stopping and looking back in such a scroll, the worldly heart gradually fades away, the nostalgia for the past becomes leisurely, and some events in the dust are resurrected in the elegant ancient charm.

More than a month after Binglian committed suicide by swallowing opium, and three years after his daughter Lamei was kidnapped by the old army on her way to get married, Tang Ying, who was crippled by the work team, and her son Shunxi, along with a cypress coffin, boarded a tattered flatbed truck. The cypress coffin was carved with patterns and painted. It looked heavy and solemn under the slanting sunlight, and shone with a strange light. After crossing the Jinghe River, the wheels of the cart got stuck. Three brothers, Li Fu, Li Sheng, and Li Han, bent down and pulled hard, and then the cart came out of the mud pit. Tang Ying hugged her son Shunxi and couldn't help but remember the good times when she was first married, riding a tall horse and wading across the Mirror River.

First of all, let me tell you that I am a trumpeter. To be more specific, I am a person who makes a living by playing the suona. On our bank of the Yellow River, anyone who makes a living from this is called a miner. The team of sound workers is composed of various musicians such as drums, shovels, gongs, cymbals, and suonas. It does not have a fixed size and exact number of people. It is generally composed temporarily according to the requirements of the owner, and can be increased or decreased at will. "Bastards, opera singers, and drummers are all third-rate people." I have lived most of my life, so worldly evaluations don't mean much to me. In people's eyes, I'm not stupid, and I'm even a little bit smart, but they never understand why I, who is smarter, did not do well and ended up in this profession. Everyone in the world thinks they are smart, but in fact, their smartness may not necessarily be smart. That is their wishful thinking. It is said in "Dream of Red Mansions" that "cleverness leads to cleverness."

In the 17th year of the Republic of China, it was the weather of May and June. The ancient town of Qikou, crowded with people and mountains of goods, also caught up with the deserted season when "the camels left the boat to take shelter, and the wheat was ripe and the apricots were sold." More than 300 camels in the town couldn't stand the scorching summer heat, so they passed through Qingshi Street in groups and were taken to Chemingyu Valley in Zhongyang County, 180 kilometers away from Qikou, to escape the summer heat. The mountains there are high, the ravines are deep, the trees are dense, and there are few households there, which is perfect for camels grazing. This will take three months. Qikou Town, which usually relies on camels to transport goods, now has more than 400 shops on a five-mile-long Ming and Qing street. Every shop is open but business is sluggish. The owners are not in the shops at this time, and have gone back to nearby villages to rest in the courtyard to escape the summer heat.

Meng Fei never dreamed that in her bright and warm mood, which was as bright as the spring sunshine in March, there would suddenly be a thunderbolt in the clear sky. Before that, who didn't envy Mengfei's perfectly nourishing life, and why wasn't Mengfei enjoying it? Everything happened on a really bright March day. That day, Mengfei Water Company announced a meeting of all employees, and then announced the decision that employees had been clamoring for for many years to build a fund-raising house in a prime location in the city that is hard to buy for a lot of money. A prepayment of RMB 10,000 is required on the day of announcement, otherwise it will be deemed as automatic abandonment. As soon as the meeting started, everyone was caught off guard. Excited, complaining, sad-faced, confused, all kinds of complex expressions and vivid facial makeup appeared on the stage. However, no one could care to look at each other. The chaotic crowd made the place look like a madhouse to outsiders.