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Looking at the map of the province, there is a small protuberance in Yangshui County hanging on the lower right side of the map. It is similar to a sarcoma growing on a person's body for no reason, which is a bit awkward. It is located in a deep mountain with inconvenient transportation and has a long history of poverty and backwardness. Many people in the provincial capital don't know about Yangshui. Once, the provincial TV station held a "Geography Knowledge Contest Party". The host asked where Yangshui was? A young man with a beard in the audience stood up proudly and said loudly: In Namibia, Africa. The reception desk of Yangshui County was originally managed by the county government office. With the further deepening of reform and opening up and the increasing demand for wild boars, muntjacs, pheasants, pheasants and other wild game in the mountains, more and more people have come to Yangshui for investigation and research, study tours, investment in factories, meetings, interviews, and advertisements in recent years.

A horse needs to look at a pair of eyes; a warrior needs to look at the footprints he has passed! Among the people who all have their own plans, there will never be a hero! --Kazakh proverb. Leopard! Come and take a look, something happened at home! The sun had just hung on the beams of Wusun Mountain in the distance, and the milk tea was still simmering on the iron stove. Anivar hurriedly put on his police uniform, rode his lame horse with weak legs and feet, and rushed to Hongliu Village. The call was from my uncle. My uncle said painfully on the phone that the horse that was grazing in the pen last night disappeared early in the morning. It was very strange. The horse was pregnant with a foal. The calf was born in the past few days!

The four-eyed dog in the Hong family compound, like its owner, always wakes up the people in the Hong family's nest every morning. The Hong family's dog was given to Hong Huaide by Cao Dayanzi from Jiangbei last year. Hong Huaide likes dogs, but Hong Huaide doesn't like dogs that bite people. Hong Huaide raised one dog after another. If it bit someone, Hong Huaide would hand the dog over to Hong Rakezi in the back yard. Hong Rakezi would hang the dog on the pillar of the gate. Within a few bags of cigarettes, everyone in the house could smell the scent of dog meat wafting out of Hong Rakezi's yard. The four-eyed dog practices talking skills. Every morning to evening, when it hears the wind and grass, it howls hard.

The black-hearted boss Gu Yu has been fleeing to this ravine for three days and three nights. It seems to be midnight again. He looked up at the sky, which was overcast with scattered raindrops falling. The mountains and fields looked cold and terrifying, and the screams of unknown beasts came from a distance, which was terrifying. Three days ago, in the middle of the night, Gu Yu and his companions were mining coal in a deep alley when a sudden collapse occurred. Within a few minutes, the entire 300-meter-long coal alley collapsed, and all 100 miners were buried under sand and gravel. At the moment of the landslide, rocks hit Gu Yu. At that time, he only felt a pain in his arm and fell to the ground. Later, he struggled to climb out of the sand and rocks while shouting the names of several companions. At this time, the tunnel collapsed again, and Gu Yu only felt that his vision went dark and he knew nothing... When the landslide occurred underground, Ergou was connecting wires on the ground.

Tao Yue, the birthday boy, sat at the dining table near the sea, stretched his head to face the crowd, winked his slender eyes slyly and said, "How about I give you some dirty jokes today?" "Okay!" The men responded in unison, while the women lowered their pink cheeks but responded with a shy smile, basically acquiescing. Tao Yue cleared his throat and was about to start speaking, but in an instant he was swaying with laughter. This laughter was undoubtedly a good prelude. The laughter stopped suddenly, and he asked again: "First light yellow and then dark yellow, or first dark yellow and then light yellow?" "No dark yellow, only light yellow!" A pink-faced peach-cheeked man commanded sternly. "Okay, okay, light yellow is light yellow.

Uncle is finally coming! This time it's true. That's what the telegrams and letters said. At this time, it had been forty years since the uncle fled the mainland in a hurry with Chiang Kai-shek. Don't think that my uncle is an important person, no. In 1949, my uncle was only a nineteen-year-old child. It is said that the officers under Chiang Kai-shek took him away because he could carve a small plane out of palm-sized wood with a propeller clearly visible in the door and portholes. Looking through the window, there was a pilot inside. However, when he came back this time, he was already the "chief" of a certain radio station in the Air Force (of course the White Army). He was in his sixties and had retired. The eldest uncle also has two biological siblings born from the same mother in mainland China - the second uncle and his aunt. My aunt is still alive, but my second uncle died in 1969.

Xiang Chu, a water conservancy engineer, has a good job, but because he doesn't know how to take advantage of others, he hasn't managed any decent projects in the five years since he got his certification. Currently, he is responsible for the water and soil management of several small streams in the sparsely populated Yinyang River Valley in Shanda. The total cost of the three bid sections is less than 5 million yuan, which can only be regarded as a mason's job in the industry. When Xiang Chu was bored, the company's engineering manager, Da Tou, came all the way to the construction site and quietly called him out to cross the river. The two of them walked dozens of kilometers upstream along the main stream of the Yin-Yang River and stopped in front of the Carmen Gorge. Datou pointed to an old yard diagonally across the bank and said that the platform will be the future location of the machine room of the first-level power station and the water intake of the second-level power station of the water conservancy hub. It is also the entry point for the main project of the dam. I'll give you three quarters to help the family move their house and land. After that, I'll give you a higher position and give you a good project to work on. Xiang Zhu wanted to ask more about this matter, but Datou waved his hand and said, "You can figure it out yourself."

I filled the wine cup, squeaked it, and drank it all. The boss said, brother, don't drink, you still have to go on your way. I picked up the wine cup and said, "Where are you going? I'm homeless." I grabbed the wine bottle and poured it out, but the bottle became empty. I didn't believe it, so I held up the wine bottle and shined it into the lamp, and sure enough it was gone. I stood up unsteadily, went out, took a long pee, shook my pants, and felt a cool breeze all over my crotch. I wondered, it was summer, where could the cool breeze come from. I tightened my belt, stepped up my legs, and rode on the tricycle. At this time, a fly jumped on my forehead. I patted my head and seemed to suddenly wake up. I don't think I should tell this to my wife Xixiang, but since I have, let's forget it. As I said, if the red candle is on, I will go home, otherwise, I will turn around and leave. Xixiang is strong-willed and always wants to live a better life than others.

Before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Hei Lilac urgently called his wife Bai Moli and asked Bai Moli to go to Suide County in northern Shaanxi to find a man like Lu Bu. Hei Dingxiang is a well-known newspaper reporter. She is forty years old but has never been married and has become a so-called "leftover girl". A beautiful woman with elegant temperament, gentle conversation and plump figure, who has a successful career and many suitors, has become the "big leftover" in the team of "leftover women", which puzzles many people around her. Bai Jasmine fully understands Black Lilac's difficulties in not getting married. This is a common secret that the two women have forged over time and friendship. Bai Jasmine knew that her trip with Black Lilac was a search for fine seeds.

The bus swayed as it ran, and the Twin Towers Mine arrived. Several passengers in colorful clothes got off, and a few more people got on. Then, the bus trembled and swayed. The black tires moved, bringing up a large cloud of gray-brown dust, whining as they drove past, and the raised dust floated on the bumpy asphalt road. Among the people who got off the bus was a young man. He was wearing a slippery blue T-shirt and walking with youthful steps, giving people a relaxed and pleasant impression. He quickly walked in front of others, called a three-wheeled motorcycle, and drove towards the guest house of Shuangta Mine. The road ahead is slightly uphill, and the three-wheeled motorcycles are crawling along calmly.

Wandering in the world, it has experienced many vicissitudes of life. Ups and downs, depending on the difference of a thought; stillness and movement, within a square inch. If I get it, I'm lucky; if I don't get it, it's my fate. No matter how strong the human hand is, it cannot be stronger than the pusher of destiny. Thus, there is the story of Wang Zhongliang, who was promoted to Xiaomin. Wangfujing Street is very lively in the evening. Anyone who travels to Beijing will make the last stop of their trip to this place to watch the excitement, catch up on something new, or pick out one or two satisfying gifts for their family, which can be regarded as a souvenir of their visit to the capital city of Beijing. Wang Zhongliang was walking on the street with the dense crowd. This man who was almost forty years old still looked high-spirited. His thick eyebrows and high bridge of nose showed his sharp and cold handsomeness. There was a pair of thin gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, which gave him a rare scholarly atmosphere.

When he woke up in the morning, Zhou Mingyuan, the criminal police captain of City A, was pleasantly surprised to find that there was a world covered in silver outside. He decided to take advantage of this day's rest and take his family to Daqing Mountain for skiing. As a man who grew up in the north, skiing can be said to be one of Lao Zhou's favorite sports. The feeling of falling rapidly from a high place is like a plane diving, thrilling and exciting. It can be said that there is a kind of fearlessness in Lao Zhou's bones. However, just when he had taken care of everything and was about to go out, his cell phone rang at an inappropriate time. The call was from Lu Yang, the detective on duty. Lao Zhou's heart sank at that time. "Reporting to Team Zhou, we just received a report that a murder occurred in Wanfo Temple in our city. According to the abbot of the temple, the victim was Fang Qinghua, a layman of the temple.

Liu Zhibang had a dream when he was taking a nap. He dreamed that he was eating Hujia sauce beef and fine Maotai, like a living god, not to mention how much he enjoyed it. After waking up, he suddenly realized that he had not tasted that delicious food for many years. I don't want to think about it, but I can't let it go when I think about it. It's like I'm suffering from gluttony. My mind is filled with the smell of fresh beef, and I can't get rid of it. He decided to buy it immediately and not wait a minute longer. Waiting would be torture and suffering. I opened the drawer and took a look. There was a fifty-dollar bill and some scattered dimes inside. He put fifty yuan into his pocket, thinking: Although fifty yuan can't buy Xiao Maotai, he can still buy some beef. Beef with Hujia Sauce is a rare treat. Doing the math, he hasn't gone shopping in eight years. No, strictly speaking it should be nearly twenty years.

Rongrong, a girl with a disability and no way to find a job, received unexpected results because she took the liberty to write a letter to the secretary of the district party committee. However, behind this lies the right and wrong in the officialdom and the bizarre world. Why should women gain a foothold in society? It happened suddenly. On the street, my brother exchanged a few words with the person he was dating, then took out a sharp fruit knife and inserted it into the person's abdomen silently. The person who was stabbed went to the hospital, and his brother was ruthlessly taken away by the roaring police car. That night, Rongrong's house was in chaos. Rongrong thought, to be fair, fighting for the right to love in one's youth is a very "personal" thing, but no matter what, one should not stab others with a knife. It is others who are hurt, but it is one's own relatives who are sad.

Xiao Jiu, a boy whose parents both work in funeral parlors, hates this unlucky profession, but eventually becomes an undertaker by accident. Life and death are lessons. What insights did Xiaojiu gain on the lonely road of seeing the deceased off? When leaving Dancheng, Xiao Jiu thought that he would say goodbye to the funeral home in this life. After he was released from prison, he became more and more eager to live in a completely unfamiliar city. The train station is a place where the city stays up all night. The iodine tungsten lamp at the top of the waiting hall illuminates the station square that is still noisy at night.

Li Lin carried the employment notice from the County Cultural Bureau in his bag and reported to the township government. He was greeted by a clerk from the township office. The clerk is a white, fat old man who looks like an old lady. The clerk said, My name is Lao You. Today, everyone in the village has gone to the village. The secretary and the head of the township asked me to arrange a room for you. Li Lin said, leave the notice to you. Lao You waved his hand, "Just leave it alone. Anyway, I've heard that you are coming, and no one is pretending to be you." Lao You took Li Lin upstairs, passed through the creaking dark corridor, and then opened a room. There was already a bedding inside, and an eye-catching red satin quilt was piled on the bed. Lao You said, go and move a bed in the warehouse, and the village will temporarily arrange for you to live with the family planning staff.

As the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. By extension, when it comes to the sea, "one sea cannot accommodate two dragons." There are two such submarines in the Submarine XX Detachment, and they are currently fighting fiercely. The superior is preparing to send a submarine to perform a reconnaissance mission in a certain waterway connecting the Western Pacific. There are two candidate submarines - 552 and 553.

The home of supporting actor Maude is in the southern part of Shanghai, very close to the site of the famous Little Knife Society uprising. Less than half a mile away from his home is a bust of Liu Lichuan, the leader of the Little Knife Society, holding a sword and wearing a robe. Next to Liu Lichuan, there is a karaoke OK run by a self-employed person. They play knives and sing songs all day long, and they also sell a sharp knife-like weapon. The police station usually pays great attention to the security in this area. Maude's residence belongs to the lowest class in Shanghai, and Shanghai people call it a Shikumen house. The gas is public and there are no toilets. There are more than ten households squeezed into one house, each of which is more than ten square meters. The sound insulation between the walls is extremely poor. Private conversations can easily be leaked to neighbors. Maud's family lived on the ground floor. In addition to being dark and damp, the ground floor also has the advantage of having a patio (called a courtyard by northerners). The patio is not very big, six or seven square meters.

In the city of Guilin, Liu Gen is a calligrapher, and one brush dominates the world. The writing brush was specially made from Huzhou. The penholder was made of spotted bamboo, and the purple-brown bamboo skin was dotted with spots, which was called Beauty's Tears. The horns are closed, and the top of the tube is embedded with a piece of jade, which is green and glowing with a warm light. The bristles are made of weasel whiskers, which are soft and flexible. Liu Gen was extremely happy to get this pen. He hung it on the pen stand on his desk and looked at it. He was as beautiful as a woman and never tired of looking at each other. I picked it up and smelled it, and there was a faint fragrance, so I engraved the word "Miaoxiang" in seal script on the top of the pen barrel. Whenever someone asks for a word, Liu Ge will be put in a pen bag and put in his arms, and the vitality will be nourished against his skin, making him as warm as a near-beautiful woman. Over time, the essence of people is refreshed, and the pen is full of charm. With the help of the six brush strokes, the pen is full of wonderful flowers. Six calligraphy treasures written with this fragrant and wonderful pen are also hung in teahouses and restaurants in the streets and alleys of Guilin. Most of them do not charge money and are just given to friends. Liu Gen is also used to it. He doesn't like to pay for pen writing, so he has no choice but to drink.

Director Gao got a call, which made him feel pressured. He put down the phone, frowned, and wandered back and forth in the office. The autumn wind gently blew into the house, and it seemed to be cool with a hint of coolness. Director Gao's intention was very clear. He asked him to take care of the candidate Li Man during the recent recruitment interview. Li Man was his distant nephew. Recently, the hospital plans to add an on-staff computer tester, and the examination will be open to the public in accordance with regulations. Although it is a business establishment, once it was announced, the social response was very enthusiastic and the competition was extremely fierce. After the written test screening, the three shortlisted candidates with the highest scores were announced. There is no doubt that the final winner will be among these three. He had seen these three candidates in the conference room and was impressed by them all.

"You will win only if you work hard." This is the declaration of the strivers, and it is also the general consensus of the fierce competition for survival in modern society. Today in China, in every field, every corner, and of every age group, all men and women, old and young, are struggling in different ways for survival and development. Although hard work and struggle may not necessarily lead to victory, they deeply understand that only by moving forward can one find hope. The CPA exam is like Pandora's box. Although disasters have been unleashed, the only good thing hidden at the bottom of the box is hope. Pandora followed the warning of the Father of All Gods and quickly closed the lid before hope could fly out, so hope would remain locked in the box forever. If CPA candidates continue to explore in depth, hope is still there. It is precisely "the future is bright, but the road is tortuous."

To put it bluntly, if he hadn't met Accountant Mo and listened to her instigation, Song Dezhi would never have gone crazy and dealt cruelly to his son. However, it is a bit far-fetched to put all the blame on Accountant Mo. Song Dezhi is not a brainless person, how can he easily listen to other people's mercy? After all, we have to find the reasons within ourselves, and we have to cut deep into our souls. Song Dezhi was a strong man and only envied successful people throughout his life. There is one exception - the old comrade-in-arms in the South. He is not envious when he is living a good life, and when he talks about it occasionally, the corners of his mouth will turn down. Since Nanfang appeared on the Forbes list, Song Dezhi has never mentioned him. Here, successful people are respected, but over there, people who are just dawdling are frowned upon, especially people like Song Wenke who are despised. You can be mediocre, but you can't be idle. Once people become idle, they will easily go astray and cause trouble. Song Wenke found it annoying and didn't like to listen.

After reluctantly reading algebra for a while - just like some officials who were carelessly studying people's livelihood planning - I looked up at the same wall and the same crowd, and pondered for a while - just like those officials who pondered over their boring yellow-faced women - I felt very bored. By chance, a small insect flew over with great interest. It buzzed around my head three times, and finally accidentally hit my head and landed on the algebra book. It seems that the convoluted concepts of algebra have also "inhumanly" entangled the little bugs. I quickly touched the offender with the tip of my pen, took off the knife from my belt and cut off the insect's wings. Wherever the tip of the pen touched, the algebra book became wet. The little bug followed my middle finger - the "Hexi Corridor" - and entered the "Heartland of the Central Plains" - the palm of my hand, and then continued its trek to reach the arm.

Five years ago, the process for most Chinese people to buy a piece of clothing was still like this: first, they had to put on their coat, pick up their bag, lock the door, take various means of transportation, endure the ubiquitous traffic jams, arrive at a shopping mall, use their feet to measure every inch of the land, browse the brands and store names, and when you finally decided to enter a certain store, you might have been slightly tired. But you can't rest, because swarms of salespeople will swarm you in an instant, and you try on one piece of clothing after another until you're dizzy and exhausted, and finally you point to one item and say, OK, OK, that's it. On the way home, you wonder whether the heavy pile of gadgets in your hand is the saleswoman's wish or your own. Usually, this process takes at least 3-4 hours, or half a day. Today, how long does it take from picking up a smartphone to completing a sale? 9 Seconds.

Fascination and despicability are two new aesthetic types that have emerged in the Western contemporary world. They have had a new impact on the original aesthetic type system (the system centered on beauty and ugliness and the system centered on beauty, sorrow, and joy), forming a system centered on avant-garde and eccentricity. At the same time, a transposition between the beauty of ecstasy and the ugliness of the avant-garde was formed. At the same time, flattering and despicable is a Western understanding of beauty in popular culture, and it proposes a new perspective on popular culture. Therefore, flattering and despicable pose new challenges and thinking to the theory of aesthetic types in world aesthetics.

Li Qiang woke up from the heat. After waking up, he turned over on the bench and found that it had snowed outside. He sat up and fainted for a while, then remembered that he was now in the iron factory team lounge. He looked at his watch, it was two o'clock in the morning, seven hours after he came on duty at seven o'clock last night. Thinking of this, Li Qiang quickly put on his cotton work clothes and safety helmet and got on the blast furnace platform. There was a strong wind on the stove, and the outdoor heating trap was spraying steam. He looked up at the roof of the factory, and saw snowflakes falling down from the gaps between the colored steel tiles. Those snowflakes disappeared before they fell to the ground, and there were no traces of snow on the platform, but there were still large swaths of snowflakes coming in from the roof of the factory. Li Qiang looked at the snowflakes and felt sad when he thought that he was still on duty alone in such a cold weather.

The north wind at the end of November was getting tighter day by day, and Cheng Jinfa came to his office early in the morning. Looking at the passenger parking lot downstairs through the third-floor window, I saw the empty body of a bus from Fengxueling to Lingzhou that was on duty in this section being slowly pulled into the parking lot. The words "Feng Xueling" on the direction plate of the car made Cheng Jinfa shiver involuntarily in the office where the air conditioning and heating were turned on. Cheng Jinfa picked up the phone and asked Yu Guangping to come over immediately. Quang Binh, is it time to light a fire in the car soon? Yu Guangping knocked on the door and came in. Cheng Jinfa asked without raising his head. Light the fire tomorrow. Yu Guangping said. How are the personnel? We haven't recruited them all yet. As of this morning, there were only sixteen people, not even one and a half of them had arrived.

Sister, someone died at the job fair yesterday, and the life of a female student at the University of Finance and Economics was squeezed to death. My cousin was dusting off the "Metropolitan Morning News" that the paper boy had just delivered and yelling loudly in the living room. I was in the kitchen, through the transparent glass door, and saw my cousin Xiaolai's face turned pale, lying motionless on the sofa, as if he had been struck by a cold arrow. I couldn't help but feel sad because I accompanied him to the job fair yesterday.

Looking up, he saw the swaying figure. He was growing garlic in the vegetable garden, breaking off the cloves and stuffing them one by one into the mud. The figure wandered not far away and stopped. He raised his head and saw that it was glorious. Guang Guang stood with a pale face. There was a plastic rope net used to keep out chickens outside the garden. Guang Guang's hand rested on the rope net. The land in autumn is moist but has the fragrance of earth. There are also bunches of wild flowers blooming on the roadside. "Da Lang, put me on an IV drip." Guangrong said slowly. "Okay, what are you hanging on?" He grabbed another garlic clove and pressed it deeply into the mud. The fingertips felt sticky when they touched the mud. To the west, the clouds were very low and there was a hazy sunshine, as if it was going to rain, but the east was still bright. He covered the garlic cloves with soil and let them sink into the mud. There was wind, blowing on my face, itching.

At that time, I was working in the Provincial Cultural and Historical Affairs Office and had only been working for two years. This is a very leisurely job. I sit at a clean desk drinking tea and reading the newspaper every day, doing nothing all day long. Later, I fell in love with writing novels, and I secretly wrote and wrote when I had nothing to do at work. At that time, I always thought that I was lacking in life. I always wanted to walk around and go to unfamiliar places, such as the countryside, but I had no chance at all. Later, the "Literature and History Office" received the task of compiling three collections of folk works. Lao Xie from the office and I were deployed to the countryside to collect folk tales. I was extremely excited and thought that this was a good opportunity to go deep into life, so I immediately started to prepare and bought a pair of beautiful white sneakers that day. Seeing this, Lao Xie patted me on the shoulder and said, you are still young, you will understand in the future. I asked him what he understood. He said that this job is especially suitable for idle people.

I have been thinking about the title of this novel for a few days, but I have never found a suitable one, which makes me very distressed. Because I can't find the topic, I can't start writing. As the old saying goes, if the name is incorrect, the words will not be correct, and this is what it means. Later, I couldn't wait any longer, so I had to randomly pick one up, which is the one above. This time, I'm talking about buying a house alone. The man's name is Huang An'an. He is 32 years old. He came to Guangzhou to work after graduating from university. He initially lived in a house lent to him by the company. The room was very small and the location was too remote. It took an hour's bus ride from his residence to his workplace. After working hard for several years, he had some savings and decided to buy a house by himself.

Early in the morning, the mayor Xu Guoping was wandering around the town government yard with his hands behind his back as usual, his mind filled with things far and near. The biggest headache for him now is that yesterday the County Safety Committee proposed to pay a production safety deposit. He and Secretary Zou each had to pay three thousand yuan. If there are no accidents in Taosha Town's production safety throughout the year, the county safety committee will award him and Secretary Zou 3,000 yuan each. There are still a lot of deposits with such various names, such as deposits for clean government construction, deposits for family planning work, deposits for epidemic prevention work, etc. Calculating between 7,788 and 70,000 yuan a year, he and Secretary Zou have to pay a total of 50,000 to 60,000 yuan. To put it bluntly, if you pay it with public money, the reward at the end of the year will be given to him and Secretary Zou personally. For the main leaders of the townships, this policy could not be better. Of course, it's not necessary to pay, but if you don't pay, no matter how good your work is, you won't get any advancement, let alone get a bonus.

Huang An'an is 32 years old. He came to Guangzhou to work after graduating from university. He initially lived in a house lent to him by his company. The room was very small and the location was too remote. It took an hour's bus ride from his residence to his workplace. After working hard for several years, he had some savings and decided to buy a house by himself. The day he made up his mind, he felt very good, as if a huge burden was suddenly lifted from his heart. His whole body felt light and enlightened. He immediately went to a nearby restaurant, ordered two hometown dishes, thought about it, and ordered another bottle of beer, and drank it happily. After making up your mind, the first thing to do is to choose a location. In Guangzhou, the commercial housing market is quite developed, and a large number of newly completed houses are put on the market every year. Especially before the two Golden Weeks every year, all newspapers will publish full-page advertisements about new properties.

As the captain and forward of the Falcons football team in City A, Zhou Jianan never expected that his inherent life trajectory would be completely disrupted by an insignificant football match. To say it is of no importance is only for Zhou Jian'an's Falcon Football Club, because when the team reached the last round of the league, it could be said that they had no worries about food and clothing. There was no chance of winning the championship, even the top four, and there was no danger of relegation. The only suspense was whether Zhou Jian'an could score at least two goals in the last game, so that he could undisputedly win the title of the league's top scorer.

The city and its people are rushing forward under the urging of the times. Old cities, old factories, and old people are all trying to occupy new positions and seize new lives in this rapid torrent. And is this family happiness that is customized and pushed to every elderly person really what they want? Shang Meihong saw him from the fragmented space in the green isolation belt. She had just escaped from a friend's funeral, packed with bags and out of breath, but this did not hinder her ability to discern pearls. Shang Meihong has always believed in her own judgment.

When Lao Yang and the others left, they blamed me for saying big words. It was better now. I stood alone in the Cultural Square. There were many cars on the opposite road, but I didn't know which car was going to Mumayi. Just as I dialed Tao Xiaolu's cell phone, a police car rushed towards me. I splashed backwards like a drop of water, and Tao Xiaolu's voice loomed on the ground: "I really can't go, I'm sorry to go..." A policeman got out of the car and pulled me to the car quickly and forcefully. I fought against him forcefully and forcefully, and I almost reached the phone. Holding the phone, I said in a sad tone, "Okay, Xiaolu, we won't go, we are safe at home..." After saying that, I immediately turned off the phone. At the same time, another anxiety appeared in my heart. I should tell Lao Yang and the others about this, but what chance would I have to tell them?

When Ge Chengshi grew up to forty and two years old, he never knew what it was like to suffer from insomnia. I always fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I slept like a dead pig, and I couldn't wake up even if there was thunder in the sky or cannons on the ground. But after returning to the construction site from home, he rarely suffered from insomnia. As soon as he fell asleep, he couldn't sleep again. He turned on his mobile phone and looked at the screen. Sometimes it was just after twelve o'clock, sometimes not even one o'clock. It was quiet in the middle of the night, but snoring could be heard in the work shed, like bursts of thunder rolling past, which made him irritated and upset. He had to frantically flip pancakes on the bed board, which made the bed board creak like mice gnawing in the dark. Ge Chengshi couldn't lie down anymore. Instead of suffering this foreign crime in bed, it was better to go out for a walk. Ge Chengshi came alone outside the work shed. The construction site was in the suburbs and it was quiet, with no insects or dogs barking.

The house leaks and it rains continuously. Unsatisfactory life events came knocking at the door at the same time. The junior clerk, who was always disliked by his mother-in-law, and his father, who had just settled into hospital, caught up with the personnel changes in the unit. However, the most insignificant life is still trudging forward with hope. What exactly will there be in the future? This is a life lesson that each of us must face. Dad is hospitalized. Gantian seemed to be talking to Qian Li, but also seemed to be talking to himself. Qian Li was taking rice into her mouth when her hands trembled and the bowl fell to the floor and broke into pieces. The sound made her daughter cry, and the grains of rice also filled her sweet heart like her daughter's cry.

If I hadn't seen the river, I wouldn't have jumped into the river. That day I was walking on Qingnian Road. When I reached the first traffic light intersection, I should have turned left to go to Dongmen Long-distance Bus Station, but I didn't turn. I didn't even stop at the traffic light intersection, I just walked forward. It was raining and snowing that day, it was four o'clock in the afternoon, there were not many pedestrians, and my footsteps were wet and monotonous. Why is Qingnian Road so long? I've walked it countless times before, and every time I turn when I reach the first traffic light intersection, I don't know where it ends. Today I feel like I am being led by a rope. If I don't reach the end, the rope will wrap around my neck and won't let go. Finally, I saw another street sign. I planned to walk under the sign and then back up. About ten meters away from the road sign, I saw the river.

Everything is casual. When the county party secretary was arranging personnel for the county government, he said by the way: "We have to propose a democratic party to be the deputy county magistrate." The county magistrate said: "Okay, what do you think of Vice Principal Zhou in the county?" Every government must appoint a deputy county magistrate from the Democratic Party, and each deputy county magistrate from the Democratic Party serves one term. The top leaders of the county party committee and county government nodded, and the subsequent organizational department assessments were just like going through the motions. Vice Principal Zhou has the face of a Bodhisattva and the character of Nuomi. Vice-Chancellor Zhou is a master of education. In the past two years, the county high school has been in the limelight during the college entrance examination, ranking first in the region for three consecutive years, so Vice Principal Zhou, who is in charge of teaching, has become famous.

He has been transferred from the city to the county branch. After such a long time, Du Haoran is still obsessed with that evening when he lost his mobile phone. He remembered the situation that day very clearly. Comb it carefully and it will look fresh from front to back. But how did the phone get lost? The incident happened on the way home. He remembered that he first parked the car at a convenience store near the community, and his daughter Yaoyao told him that she wanted to drink vermicelli soup when she went out in the morning. There are no fans at home, so he plans to buy two packs of fans. After getting out of the car, he also received a phone call and someone asked him to have dinner with him in the evening. He had no intention of going out for dinner, so he excused himself on the grounds that his wife was not at home and he had to cook dinner for his daughter. He was telling the truth. Yaoyao was in her third year of high school and was at a critical moment. What's more, besides this reason, there was another thing that disturbed his mood, like a muddy road on a rainy day.

Several fighting children were frightened by police gunshots and fled in all directions. One of them was hit and killed by a taxi. The driver responsible for the accident, Zhao Liang, drove away. Zhao Liang lives with a girl named Tian Maizi. He loves Tian Maizi very much and doesn't want to die, but he has nightmares about being caught by the police every day. When he learned that Tian Maizi bought him a life insurance worth 750,000 yuan, he finally came up with a way to escape. What kind of way was it? Interpol Captain Gao Yuan, with a dark face, rode his motorcycle through the streets looking for Internet cafes. His son Gao Xia had skipped school for two days and spent all day playing "online games" in Internet cafes. His wife Song Xue couldn't control her son, so she could only spread her anger on the plateau. Gao Yuan just came back from a business trip to Xi'an. After half a month of running around, he finally caught the drug dealer's subordinate.

Binhai Media Building is a 27-story building decorated with olive green glass curtain walls. Peninsula Evening News is located on the 21st floor. Through the large and bright windows of the small conference room, white clouds, the sea, the dock, and the yacht will come into view one after another. Just after the Spring Festival, the spring breeze blew mightily on the seaside, and more and more tourists took a walk. But there was no breath of spring in the small conference room. Ten reporters from the Social News Department were swaying and lazily sitting on their chairs, listening to the first lecture after the New Year by the director of the department, Hao Hao.

Liang Zi is a conscientious thief, but it was his conscience that sent him to prison. After he came out, he decided to change his ways. Liang Zi worked as a porter and a salesman, and was fired both times. The second time was even worse. Several people took him to the police station as if he was being paraded through the streets. Some people beat him, and some spit in his face. There was no other way, so Liang Zi had to become a thief again. He decided to only steal from officials. He targeted a director named Jia... Chenghe City is located in the deep mountainous area outside the Great Wall. For the people here, the closest city is Beijing. Even recently, it's still 500 miles away. People here speak Mandarin, and occasionally a few "er" accents come out. They don't say "I" as "hungry", nor do they say "you" as "base". If you stand on Luohan Mountain, the highest mountain in the surrounding area and look down, you will know that this city is too small. The city in this basin is probably not as big as a county in the south.

Today is Saturday, and I have been invited to attend a work discussion. This would be great. Just open your mouth and you will get fruit to eat and three hundred yuan for transportation. If the author is more generous, he can also pack a good cigarette. On the top floor of Pavel Hotel, the conference room is well decorated. The angular banners still have gold letters. They are a bit vulgar but look quite auspicious. I remember that in the early 1980s, if there was a work discussion meeting, the author would be like a chicken being slaughtered. But now it is different. It is the literati who advocates harmony and implements the best, and they have been slept with by bees. Therefore, the work discussion meeting is like the author marrying a little wife, and he is happy. The target person holding the work was from another county and was not familiar with him. The director of the Literary Research Institute then recruited people and said on the phone that your provincial newspaper should have a reporter to come and it would be best to send out news. He glanced at that person from a distance.

Many people have never had such a morning in their entire lives - waking up immediately without yawning to make breakfast, squeezing the bus to work, carrying a heavy schoolbag to school, or running out of breath while putting on a pair of sneakers... Anyway, there is nothing waiting for you, and there is no need to do anything urgently. After Fan Baosheng turned 40, he began to be grateful. He had mornings like this almost every day. He usually wakes up at 4 o'clock in the morning, calmly recovers in bed, and then gets up to wash up. He would walk to the balcony, which was not open and was sealed with transparent aluminum alloy windows. Two windows were left open for ventilation, visually becoming a long and narrow small room. There is a wooden shelf with a few pots of flowers and plants placed on the upper floors, and some books and papers piled low. Next to the shelf is a low mahogany desk. There is a teapot without a chair on the desk, and a vanilla futon is placed on the floor.

Under the grape trellis in the garden of the villa, Gao Yirui was lying on a rocking chair, enjoying himself. Gao Yirui's villa is not big. Apart from a three-story European-style mansion, it is just a garden that is not too big and a lawn in front of the mansion. The original owner of this villa was a wealthy businessman. His family immigrated to Canada a few years ago and sold it for cash. Although it was a second-hand house and sold cheaply, it still cost Gao Yirui eight million yuan. This made Gao Yirui's flesh hurt for a long time.

When Qingyu was released from prison, there was only one regular teacher left in the school, Liu Wenjun, who was the teacher and principal's shoulder. Of course, I won't pick it in a chic and unrestrained way. There were only a dozen or so student kids, playing and making noise on campus, only one step away from the altar. The villagers were playing mahjong in front of Siban Qiaotou Supermarket, and they could hear Liu Siyan sighing all day long. Liu Wenjun went to the central school to report. The leader spread his hands and said that if you were in need of office supplies, supplementary materials, or even computers, they would be able to provide them. However, there was a shortage of students and teachers and there was nothing we could do to help. Think about it, all the children who are qualified have gone to study in the city; teachers don't want to stay in this rural area. This is also driven by the situation. No wonder you.

Zhang Luojiang never expected that his son would commit such a crime. My son is an honest man and has been obedient and sensible since he was a child. How could he act so blindly? This is impossible, this is impossible! It was definitely his son who had been framed and falsely accused. He remembered an ancient saying: No matter how big or small it is, just run away. He covered his son's escape from his hometown and went into hiding with a friend of a friend. However, not only did his son not escape the crisis, he also became the target of arrest by the Public Security Bureau. He wandered around relying on his skill of making baskets and tying dustpans, and he didn't go home for two full months. But he did not lose contact with his family, and someone informed him of his son's condition in a timely manner. He knew that his son had been arrested and brought to justice by the Public Security Bureau. He knew that his son was the leader of the gang. He also knew that his son had committed a crime of beheading.

Those who do their business according to circumstances have no fixed direction and only one clear purpose, which is to rob without stealing. To rob is to act according to the opportunity; to steal is to steal. They committed crimes on the run, shooting and changing places. This is the first time he has set foot in Northern Henan, so Zhang Changan wants to try his luck. In order not to attract the attention of passers-by, the three of them went separately and met at Baidaokou, Huaxian County, the famous roast chicken production area. Baidaokou's roast chicken is famous both at home and abroad, and the alluring aroma can be smelled from a long way away. On both sides of the narrow street, there are roast chicken shops one after another, some wholesale and some retail. It's late at night, but the shops are still brightly lit. People here are really making a fortune from roasting chicken. The ladies of the shop all wear gold rings and gold earrings.