Zhou Jinru: "..."
This sentence is exactly the same as when I was studied in the hospital. Xingxiong’s so-called dealings are probably the police and the civilian family.
Xingxiong also knew that it was too embarrassing now, so she couldn't help but ask: "Which operator in Longmen has a criminal record that needs to be eliminated?"
"No, it's just a small matter, no need to worry about it."
Fifteen minutes later, Zhou Jinru left with a brand new comic book, flipping through it as he walked. The content was roughly about how a ghost clan with a humble background became an indomitable hero with the help of his companions.
Chen Sir, the former director of the Longmen Guards Bureau, wanted to be a hero, and her deputy wanted to be a hero. As expected, birds of a feather flock together, and if it had been a salted fish, they would have been separated long ago.
As he turned the pages, he stared, and a familiar feeling came to him from the new SP content, except that the protagonist was replaced by a swordsman.
Zhou Jinru hurriedly read the manga author, Murata Shigeru.
"Kobayashi Munanobu!"
He almost shouted through gritted teeth.
The story of the Seeker Troupe is only known to those involved, and Kobayashi's identity is Murata Shigeru's uncle. Without his dictation, even if Murata became a great cartoonist in the East, it would be impossible for him to have a complete five-person career.
…
On the wilderness road in the outskirts of Grand Knight Casimir, a car was driving at high speed.
A sneeze.
The pony-tailed swordsman wiped his nose and said in disbelief: "It's really weird that I can sneeze with my physique."
"Axin, according to the folklore of the Yan Kingdom, I think someone should be saying your name behind your back."
The swordsman's brows furrowed into a "Sichuan" shape, and he whispered: "It's not all you. I have to let that boy Murata Shigeru draw the story of those years. There are too many people who know me now. How could I know? Who is thinking of me?"
Linlang, who was sitting in the back seat, gently stroked the little girl in her arms and scolded: "Please keep your voice down, don't wake her up. After so long, this child can finally sleep peacefully for a while."
"she……"
"Let Kelsey do it. After all, we are not good at treating Originium disease, and this child's illness cannot be delayed any longer."
Kobayashi Zongxin shut his mouth and drove seriously.
They agreed to meet at the Grand Knight Hall, and the time was running out.
…
Gantry.
After setting foot on his homeland again, the young scholar almost burst into tears as he listened to the familiar Longmen dialect.
She was blocked from studying in Colombia, was deceived when she took over a research project, and almost spent the rest of her life in prison. Fortunately, she got help from a pharmaceutical company. Later, she met Mrs. Wenyue who helped her complete her studies, and returned to her hometown. .
"Miss Snow Pheasant, where are you going?"
The entourage shouted, but was stopped by another girl next to him.
"It doesn't matter if I follow you. Madam said that heart ailments require heart medicine, so let her go."
Two years ago, Xue Pheasant went to Colombia from Longmen. Now that he is back, the streets in his memory are still the same, but the people walking there are no longer what they were back then.
Dong Kee fish ball stall.
A young man in an apron was making fresh fish balls. There were two old men sitting at the stall. Xue Pheasant recognized that one of them was Uncle Dong, the stall owner, and the other seemed to be Uncle Lin from Linji Candy Shop.
She touched her pocket and found in her wallet the salary she received when she was working in Rhode Island. She had to say that the treatment offered by the pharmaceutical company was really good. Not only did it include room and board, but her wages were never in arrears, and there were bonuses to be received, which was a rare thing for a snow pheasant. A life without worries about food and clothing.
Uncle Dong saw the young scholar a few meters away and chuckled: "Little girl, I seem to remember you. Almost two years ago, you ate a bowl of fish balls at my place and said you were going to pursue your dream, right?"
Two years ago, she used the little money she had left to luxuriously eat a bowl of steaming fish balls here. The delicious taste is still unforgettable, and now she is back here...
Old man Zarak said loudly: "Jie, make her a bowl of fish balls and charge it to my account."
Xue Pheasant said in surprise: "No, no, I can pay for it myself."
She bowed in panic.
Boss Lin said calmly: "Sit down first, I think you are tired too."
Xue Pheasant then found a place to sit down, and not long after, a bowl of steaming fish balls, just like before, was brought up and placed in front of her.
The familiar aroma penetrated his nose. Xue Pheasant picked up the chopsticks, picked one up gently, put it to his mouth and blew on it.
She remembered a lot, including her family's instructions when she left home, her high spirits at the reunion dinner when she graduated, her frustration when she was desperate in Colombia, and her warm time in Rhode Island.
Her throat felt a little uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but want to open her mouth to bite the fish balls, but she accidentally missed the chopsticks in her hand, and the fish balls fell to the side of her shoes, and she could no longer eat them.
She hurriedly reached for it, and when her finger touched the food, it was burned. Something seemed to slip from the corner of her eye, and her throat became choked.
I can't cry, I'm already home, I can't cry.
"Kid, you don't want the fish balls if they fall on the floor. Even if you pick them up, you can't eat them. Why don't you focus on the ones that are still in the bowl?"
"Thank you, Uncle Dong, I'm fine."
Warm palms pressed gently on her shoulders, and the old man smiled kindly.
He said: "After eating this bowl of fish balls, you can go home. After being away for two years, your family must be worried."
"Um."
Xue Pheasant picked up the chopsticks and slowly ate the fish balls, but tears kept falling.
Like the fish ball that fell to the ground, she seemed to have lost something, and she seemed to have let go of something.
Half an hour later, watching the young scholar leave, Boss Lin sighed: "This kid almost didn't make it back."
"Have you paid attention to her?"
"Old Wei said it."
Uncle Dong limped to the table and put away the dishes: "I didn't expect Mr. Wei to care about a college student."
"Lao Wei and Wenyue have supported many students over the years. You don't know this, right?"
Uncle Dong was silent for a few seconds. He thought of Huaihu, who would graduate next year and was one of the sponsored students.
"Why are you paying so much attention to her?"
"To be precise, we are focusing on Rhode Island Pharmaceutical Company. After all, that kid Hui Jie..."
"After all these years, Master Wei is still not ready?"
"Soon."
Boss Lin said a brief word, stood up and left.
…
When Xue Pheasant returned home, she was greeted by hugs from her family.
There were no complaints or accusations, all concerns were expressed without words.
During the few days she lived at home, she seriously thought about what to do in the future and what to do in the future.
Everything is over and there should be a new beginning.
"Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals."
Xue Pheasant looked at the company name on the notebook and fell into deep thought.
She was given the space to use her expertise in Rhode Island, as well as colleagues in the same profession, and there was no financial guarantee. In theory, there was no better place than this.
"I'm working on a mechanical project for a pharmaceutical company. It's so weird."
