Wreaths, black gauze, muffled music, the atmosphere is suffocatingly mournful. Zheng Dayuan lay quietly among the flowers, surrounded by dark green pine branches, as well as the sandy date flowers and red willow branches that had just been transported from Tengger. It is raining lightly, which is a rare rainy day in Northwest China. The rain is continuous, like the tears of a heartbroken person, piercing the heart. The hall was full of people, and the leaders of the institute and the courtyard all came. Academicians, researchers, graduate students, and friends who were friendly during their lifetime all had the same expression.Silence, shock, remembrance.The staff is distributing white flowers, which are made of paper in the shape of pigeons. Wearing them on the chest makes people feel that their hearts are tightly grasped by a soul.

At only sixty-five years old, before he had time to retreat to the second line, he suddenly fell down, how terrible! In the alley leading to the street from the Academy of Social Sciences, groups of people rushed here. The drizzle hit them, soaking their hair and eyes.Some of them held roses in their hands, some held a bouquet of carnations, and more of them were ordinary sandy dates and ugly red willows. The city is infested with plants from the desert. All the students who came in were students from the Northern College. They consciously stood in the courtyard, drenched in the rain, remembering their teacher with a heavy heart.

Jiang Changming hid in the corner, his tall figure stood upright, his eyes were almost dark, and he could not help but feel grief.He didn't think of it, how could he think of it? At ten past nine, the memorial service began.The person who presided over the ceremony was Long Jiumiao, an academician and deputy director of the Institute of Desert Research, a man who looked a bit haggard. 60 years old, bald, wearing glasses, thin body, probably due to diabetes.He was also Jiang Changming's teacher. Long Jiumiao was the one who brought him to the desert institute. More than ten years later, Jiang Changming's hostility towards this man has not disappeared.No, it wasn't hostility. Jiang Changming couldn't tell what it was. In short, he didn't like Long Jiumiao.

Long Jiumiao stood in front of the microphone, tilted her head slightly, and bowed to the deceased.It can be seen that he is very sad. This grief is different from Long Jiumiao's usual feelings. Jiang Changming believes that he is real. Facing a life that suddenly fell down, he is so outstanding and young. Anyone's heart will be shocked. .Yes, Jiang Changming always thinks that Zheng Dayuan is young, full of energy, quick in mind, and as persistent as a young man, how can he say he is old? Long Jiumiao's voice was slightly hoarse, and there was a trace of blood. This sudden bad news knocked everyone down.He informed the mourners of the leaders who attended the memorial service, and Jiang Changming learned that Vice Governor Zhou Xiaozhe had also come.He raised his head, and sure enough, he saw the young Zhou Xiaozhe standing with the dean, with a silent expression on his face, as if he couldn't figure out what was going on in front of him.

Beside Zhou Xiaozhe, junior sister Lin Jingran was dressed in black, her hair was tied up in a bun on top of her head, and she wore a black flower.With his eyes covered by the sunglasses, Jiang Changming couldn't see what was inside.By feeling, Jiang Changming could feel the grief in those eyes, and even feel her body shaking violently. Jing Ran is now the secretary of Deputy Governor Zhou Xiaozhe. She jumped out of the desert office in an open selection. The leader of the hospital gave a memorial speech. It was like a wind, blowing from the depths of the desert, rumbling, the sky turned dark in the blink of an eye, and Jiang Changming couldn't hold on.

The rain was still falling, and the students' clothes were completely drenched. The rain ran down their youthful faces, mixed with the silent tears, and flowed into a river of longing. Jiang Changming moved his body, half of his body was already wet by the rain. "Zheng Dayuan's life was an extraordinary life, a life in which he made outstanding contributions to China's desertification control." The leader of the academy said in a deep and powerful voice, and every word and every word hit the hearts of the mourners.Some students couldn't help crying. The sound of crying passed through the rain curtain and fell in the hall, causing many people to wipe their tears.

The farewell ceremony for the body began, and Lin Jingran bid farewell to Zheng Dayuan while gently holding Zhou Xiaozhe's arm in the low-pitched mournful melodies.On the other side, the teacher's wife Ye Ziqiu was quiet, her grief was suppressed or forgotten somewhere.The moment she learned that her husband was hospitalized, she became like this, numb, expressionless, and without tears, she seemed to be able to hold on.In fact, she herself was like dreaming, or acting, really, for a long time, she couldn't get out of this feeling.A person can't let his temper vent his pain, can't shout out his injustice, grievance, and confession and repentance deep in his consciousness, and can't even cry twice...

Daughter Shasha held her mother Ye Ziqiu's arm tightly with both hands, preventing her from falling suddenly or going crazy.This is a rare scene. In Jiang Changming's memory, Shasha seems to have never been so close to his mother. Their mother and daughter are more like enemies. When they are arguing, only Jiang Changming can calm them down.But sometimes, Rusha can be good for a few days, then there must be something begging Ye Ziqiu. Following the slender arms lightly wrapped in black gauze, Jiang Changming saw Shasha's beautiful face, which was still so bright despite being shrouded in deep grief.But at this moment, this beautiful face has a different color, a pair of black eyes seem to be full of all the sorrows in the world, and at this moment they are quietly staring at the rainy sky, making her look distant and mysterious, like hiding behind the scenes...

It wasn't until Zhou Xiaozhe came over and held her cold hand that her gaze moved, as if returning from a distant dream.Zhou Xiaozhe's eyes flickered on her face for a moment, Lin Jingran caught Zhou Xiaozhe's subtle eyes, and gently pulled Zhou Xiaozhe aside, imperceptibly.More people came over and held her hand one by one, with the same language and the same grief.Behind her, her mother Ye Ziqiu was like paraffin, not knowing what was happening in front of her eyes. Lin Jingran walked out of the hall and saw Jiang Changming suddenly. She was stunned for a moment, and her mind deviated from the track she should keep in an instant. She almost left the deputy governor and ran towards Jiang Changming.Fortunately, the driver came over with an umbrella and brought her back from the trance.Jiang Changming kept staring inside, but their eyes didn't meet, which made Lin Jingran feel in a trance. Sitting in the car, she kept asking herself, could she be mistaken? Why did he come back suddenly?

There was still a long line of farewell people, and Jiang Changming turned his head decisively and walked out of the yard before his hand was free.He really didn't have the courage to go up and tell her nonsense like take care or condolences. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind was blowing the raindrops and hitting them head-on.Tiangong seemed to be moved too, and wept for this person who shouldn't have left. Jiang Changming wiped his face, and suddenly saw two people in Yuxiang. Kneeling is a country woman, in her fifties, holding a bouquet of Rhododendron flowers in her arms. The flowers and leaves have been rained down to the ground, and the stamens like rice grains are also floating in the water. Jiang Changming smells a strong fragrance of Rhododendron flowers .Women kneel very piously. Jiang Changming has seen such long knees in the countryside, but they are all kneeling by wives to their dead husbands. How could she use such long knees?

The young one stood on the side, probably couldn't bear the middle-aged woman to kneel like this, he looked a little anxious, and when he saw Jiang Changming, he became more and more embarrassed.He wanted to pull the middle-aged woman up, but the middle-aged woman burst into tears. It was a cry from the countryside, loud and sad, and it tightened the air in the streets and alleys. The young woman wanted to cover her mouth anxiously, not wanting to be infected by crying.Tears spewed out, and the sadness flowed out like water that broke a dam. In the rain and fog, Jiang Changming finally recognized the middle-aged woman. Time is really fast. After years of not seeing her, she aged so fast that he dared not recognize her anymore.For a moment, he wanted to go over and pick her up, or he should help her to the funeral and let her cry for a while.But a few more familiar faces came to the street, and Jiang Changming hurried away. For several days, Jiang Changming stayed at home.The weather in Yincheng was deliberately against him. The frenzy hit him just after the drizzle, and the weather was suffocating. No one knew he was back, and everyone thought he was still in the United States. He was lucky that they didn't see him that day, so there was peace. Jiang Changming decided to come back suddenly. Originally, he still had three months to stay in the United States. As a new generation expert in desert control in China, he received good treatment there, and several universities competed to arrange lectures for him.But he suddenly saw the news that his mentor Zheng Dayuan was critically ill on the Internet, so he rushed over without stopping for a moment, unexpectedly, he still didn't see his mentor for the last time. Grief was in his heart, making him restless.Occasionally, when he came out of grief, he thought of the crying woman in the rain alley. She was not an easy woman, but she could only kneel in the rain alley, and she couldn't go in to see him off! Jiang Changming's heart sank in an instant. Open the mailbox online, there are many letters.One letter was from Mr. Ross: Jiang, where are you, please contact me immediately.He saw that Mr. Ross had changed mailboxes again. Mr. Ross was also there that day, with a tall and tall figure guarding behind Rusha, much like a bodyguard in a movie.Jiang Changming later thought that the reason why he left the memorial service so quickly that day had something to do with Mr. Ross.This 40-year-old foreign man served Sasha attentively and thoughtfully, and handed her tissues from time to time. Jiang Changming couldn't stand it. Mr. Ross is a foreign professor hired by the Desert Research Institute. He also gave lectures at Northern University, and also serves as the liaison officer of the International Forestry Organization on desertification research in China. In Yincheng, international cooperation depends entirely on him.It was Rose who facilitated Jiang Changming's going abroad. Unexpectedly, less than two months after he went abroad, the relationship between Rose and Shasha became even more unusual. Turning to the back of the mailbox, Jiang Changming saw the letter sent by Lin Jingran, which only had two lines of poetry: things are people, not flowers, and there is nothing to do to listen to the rain. Jiang Changming was shocked, he thought that Lin Jingran must have seen him, with such sharp eyes, it would be strange not to see him.She was stunned for a while, but still didn't want to write back to her.He turned off the computer and stood in front of the window. It's very windy outside, and Yincheng is like this, one wind a year, blowing from beginning to end. Jiang Changming is a researcher at the Desert Research Institute and the youngest professor at Northern University.In Yincheng, Jiang Changming can be regarded as a young talent. He is just forty years old. Many views have been valued by the government. It is said that Vice Governor Zhou Xiaozhe has suggested that he be appointed as a government counselor.Of course, Jiang Changming, the counselor, doesn't think much of it. When he talked with Lin Jingran, he said very frankly that his current thoughts are on how to control the desert. The desert reservoir in the lower reaches of the Huyang River Basin has dried up twice. If it becomes The second Lop Nur, what is the significance of this counselor?At that time, Jiang Changming was emotional. His proposal to increase the governance of the Huyang River Basin and strictly prohibit the development of upstream projects was not taken seriously enough. The 10,000-ton papermaking project in Wufo County, which is adjacent to Shaxian County, was approved. , the preliminary work has even started.The news hit him hard, and he felt that ten years of hard work had been in vain. Lin Jingran smiled slightly. Obviously, she was well prepared to complain about Jiang Changming. "If you don't become this counselor, wouldn't you have no room to speak?" Lin Jingran spoke softly, and she always looked cute and cute in front of Jiang Changming, and she still maintained the innocence of when she was a school girl when she spoke and acted. "If you don't have a place to enter, you can't enter. What's the use of entering?!" Jiang Changming took a sip of wine. "You're impulsive again, aren't you?" Lin Jingran snatched the wine glass and replaced him with a glass of Sprite. "I'm not like you. I changed as soon as I became the secretary of the governor." Jiang Changming snatched the wine glass. He despised men drinking Sprite the most. Lin Jingran said unconvinced: "I haven't changed, it's because you are too stubborn, a typical incomplete persistence." Stick to the incomplete!Jiang Changming thought about this sentence for a long time. At 7 o'clock in the evening, Jiang Changming came to Sad Tengger on Binhe Road. This is a bar with a unique style. The theme is for men to vent. Some are purchased from musical instrument stands, while others are made by the owner with animal horns and bones from special parts.Guests can practice whatever they want, it doesn’t matter if they are unfamiliar, as long as you blow hard on those horns or cow legs, they will make a strange and rough sound, just like howling a wolf. If you are really bored, just smash it it.The owner of the shop, also the owner of the bar, is a wandering singer from the Tengger Desert, nicknamed Tuo Tuo, who once studied at the Shanghai Conservatory of Music. Because he was dissatisfied with the dogmatic misinterpretation of music at the college party, he left the campus angrily and wandered all over the world. He bought a homeless singer who unfortunately suffered a car accident two years ago and lost his legs, so he managed this bar. Jiang Changming is a long-term visitor here, and when he is in a bad mood, he always thinks of the strong alcohol here.He is very familiar with Tuo Tuo and can be regarded as a friend. When Jiang Changming entered, the bar was empty, and under the dim light, the low sanxianzi sound echoed. This is a very old musical instrument at the edge of the desert. It is similar to Banhu but sadder than Banhu. Most of the people playing with this instrument are Blind people, the locals call them Blind Immortals.Jiang Changming had heard blind immortals singing virtuous and filial piety in the desert area. It was very interesting. They sang ancient books, and there were also minor tunes based on his own miserable life.The boss Tuo Tuo has been influenced by him since he was a child, and the virtuous and filial songs he sings are even more unique. As soon as he heard the sound of filial piety, Jiang Changming knew that something sad happened to Tuotuo again.Sure enough, before he could sit still, Tuo Tuo came over in his wheelchair and wanted to drink with him.Jiang Changming said: "You'd better sing it, such a good song, it's a pity to interrupt it." Tuo Tuo threw the three-stringed string and said, "I won't sing anymore, and my heart will be broken if I sing again." Jiang Changming stared at this song with some sympathy. Wandering singer, "Break in love again?" Tuo Tuo nodded, gritted his teeth, and opened a bottle of Tengger. Tuo Tuo fell in love with a Northeast lady not long ago, and she came here to run a bar for business, of course it was a flesh and blood business.As a result, he hit the right one crookedly, which fascinated the Tuo Tuo.It is said that Tuo Tuo loves her eyes, saying that there is a bottomless vicissitudes in them.Jiang Changming met that young lady, she was very young, and she also had a smell of wind and frost, but it was not as mysterious as what Tuotuo said, maybe it was called telepathy, just like when Tuotuo commented on Bai Yang back then, saying that no matter how you looked at it, she was not good enough for Brother Jiang , but Jiang Changming still feels that she cannot live without her. "She left me and left, taking half of the money." Tuo Tuo took a sip of his wine, his voice full of accusations. Another vulgar story. Every story has a wonderful beginning, but the ending is always vulgar. "Don't mention her, drink." Jiang Changming picked up the wine glass and took a sip.He was afraid that he would fall into a boring story again. "Don't mention her, drink." Tuo Tuo responded. The two drank a bottle of Tengger with pickled shallots, a plate of rice noodles with sand.The camel still wants to drink, Jiang Changming has agreed that a man should not drink too much when he is sad, because if he drinks too much, he will go crazy with alcohol. "Who said I was sad, I was sad when she left?" Tuo Tuo argued with a blushing face.Bite open the second bottle. The most enjoyable way to drink is to bite the bottle with your teeth.Jiang Changming tried it, and it was indeed different from the gentle way. Jiang Changming had no choice but to drink with him. Man is a very strange animal. Jiang Changming still does not believe in the saying that like attracts like and divides people into groups.Getting acquainted with others is a kind of fate, and getting to know each other is even more fate. There is no reason to divide into categories and groups. If you insist on dividing, you can only rely on induction.Sensation is a weird thing, and it often makes people feel that it is a truth even though they can't explain it. Jiang Changming has many friends like camels. Even in the desert, he can chat with the shepherd Liugen. The Tuo Tuo was overwhelmed with alcohol, and soon got taller. He grabbed Jiang Changming's hand and said, "You left me here, but ran to the United States. Why do you feel at ease?" Jiang Changming smiled: "Isn't this back?" "Come back? When did you come back, why don't I know?" Jiang Changming drank a glass of wine and asked the waiter to help the camel over.The camel said angrily: "You underestimate me, I am not as good as you in learning, but can you beat me in drinking?" The waiter came over to help him, and opened it with a hunchback: "Get out of here, don't pity me!" After speaking, he collapsed on the wheelchair. Jiang Changming left very late that night. He didn't want to go home. Home at night always made him afraid. This was what he felt after Bai Yang left.A home without Baiyang is not like home. At night, the despair that is far more empty and desolate than the desert is thrown to him. Jiang Changming must use the bar to escape it. When he staggered out of the bar, Jiang Changming knew he was drunk, and he yelled at Binhe Road full of romantic love and cheap pornography: "I'm not drunk!" Jiang Changming reached out to stop the car, and suddenly saw the rustling in the Audi car passing by, and the driver turned out to be the foreigner Ross! Zhou Xiaozhe asked Lin Jingran to sort out the situation in the desert institute, and he would report to the governor's office meeting. Zheng Dayuan fell headlong, which was a blow to Zhou Xiaozhe.Not only did he lose a national treasure-level expert, but more importantly, the project presided over by Zheng Dayuan was halfway through, and it was reaching a critical period of results.Whether this project can be completed on schedule and whether a breakthrough can be made is directly related to the confidence of the international community in the governance of the Tengger Desert.To put it bluntly, it is whether the assistance of international organizations can be obtained.For a poor province in the interior, this fund means a lot. The most important thing right now is to determine the candidate for the director of the desert institute as soon as possible, and the second is to pay close attention to the project.Projects, in particular, must not be delayed.But, who can provoke this girder?Zheng Dayuan is not only the host, but also the investigator and practitioner of this project.The old man has had a problem for many years, he has to do everything by himself, and he is not at ease about some jobs that can be completely handed over to assistants and students.Now it's all right, he took most of the project with him when he left.Zhou Xiaozhe learned from the side that the current assistants do not have the ability to take the lead at all. They are so angry that they will not go to the desert for two years. They do not have the most basic first-hand information. It can be seen that the corruption of scientific research is not groundless, and they are receiving high subsidies and bonuses. , but closed the door to learn on paper, this kind of academic atmosphere is not bad! Of course, he is also to blame. At the beginning of the year, someone reminded Zheng Dayuan that he was in poor health and worked in the field for many years, which was several times worse than that of farmers. The government should take good care of these experts, and at least be responsible for their health.He has also seen internal references in this regard, calling on the government not to overdraft the health of scientists in exchange for immediate benefits, and the sub-health of scientific researchers should be highly valued.At that time, he served as the deputy governor not long ago, and there were too many things to consider in his mind. In addition, the project was tight. Whether he could get this aid was of great significance to him. Unexpectedly, in just half a year, one of the best experts fell down. Who should we choose?So far Zhou Xiaozhe has no idea.There were quite a few volunteers, but they all came for the position of director. In the morning, he received a call. It was an old leader of the National People's Congress who recommended Long Jiumiao to him. He said a lot of good things, but he was not talked about. academic ability.Academic units don't talk about academic ability, just like temples don't talk about spiritual practice.He was angry for a while, but felt that this metaphor was not appropriate.Simply don't think about it, go to the meeting to listen to the opinions of other leaders. Lin Jingran walked in, put down the materials, did not leave, and stared at him abnormally. "Is there something wrong?" He found that Lin Jingran's mind had been distracted these two days, and she lacked the concentration she had when she first came here. Lin Jingran wanted to say something, bit her lips lightly, and went out without saying anything. Grotesque woman. The office meeting was held all afternoon. To Zhou Xiaozhe’s surprise, the agenda of the meeting was temporarily changed. Workers in a provincial enterprise made trouble, and the restructuring could not proceed. After two hours of talking, they still couldn’t come up with anything. Things got pulled down. Zhou Xiaozhe is a little frustrated, there are always such and such things to discuss, what is the matter that is related to the national economy and the people's livelihood? Seeing that his complexion was not good, Lin Jingran didn't dare to talk to him, so she gently put down a glass of water and wanted to leave.Zhou Xiaozhe suddenly asked: "How many years have you worked in the desert?" Lin Jingran never expected that Zhou Xiaozhe would ask for her opinion. Walking on the way home, the scene of the conversation just now was still in my mind.According to the rules, her secretary does not handle the daily affairs of the deputy governor. Secretaries are divided into general secretaries and professional secretaries. Private and intimate conversations are usually only with the general secretary, and professional secretaries only deal with professional-related matters.It just so happened that Zongmi was away these few days and went on a trip with the deputy mayor of the sister city. Zhou Xiaozhe was probably bored, so he told her such an important matter. "What's the use of telling me a joke?" Lin Jingran laughed at herself.She was glad she didn't say that person's name.When Zhou Xiaozhe asked her, that person's name almost came to his lips. How immature she is, she still thinks that she is working under the teacher.If Zhou Xiaozhe hadn't suddenly proposed another person, she would have committed this low-level mistake. "How about Meng Xiaozhou?" Zhou Xiaozhe asked suddenly. Lin Jingran felt abrupt, her face flushed slightly, and her breathing became tense. Zhou Xiaozhe followed up and said, "Someone mentioned him to me, and I heard that he is very dedicated." Lin Jingran's heart sank again, feeling that Zhou Xiaozhe had pinched her somewhere.A little pain, a little surprise.She was wondering who would speak for Meng Xiaozhou?His estimation was really correct, he really rushed to move ahead. "I want to hear your evaluation." Zhou Xiaozhe became serious and assumed the posture of a long talk. "I don't really understand." Lin Jingran said lightly. "How come?" Zhou Xiaozhe stared at her with a look of scrutiny.He was surprised by Lin Jingran's answer, and after a long silence, he said, "Aren't you?" What a disappointment!Almost instantly, Lin Jingran's feelings towards this man changed completely.She and Meng Xiaozhou, what an unappetizing jug of wine, they just want to bring it up, and it's still in such a sacred place! Lin Jingran acted as if she was about to leave, feeling that someone had stabbed her with a sword.At the same time, a voice came out in my heart: Why does everyone have the habit of pricking other people's wounds? Zhou Xiaozhe was obviously not reconciled, or a little bit unsatisfied, he said condescendingly: "I hope you can tell your true opinion." true opinion?Lin Jingran felt a little distracted, and her mind couldn't turn the corner for a moment.When she pulled herself back to reality, her face was not so friendly. nausea!It was only at this time that Lin Jingran realized that what she had chosen was not a piece of quiet land, and she even began to wonder if it was naive to make this choice so abruptly? The streets in the evening were extremely lively, and dusk dyed the entire Yincheng a bloody color. Walking on the street, Lin Jingran was burned by loneliness, and her heart was churning with the desire to shout.A woman's wound cannot be easily opened. If it is opened, what emerges may not necessarily be magma, it may be a volcano. Asked for a bowl of wontons at a food stall, picked a few times but couldn't swallow them, Lin Jingran threw down her chopsticks in frustration, she didn't eat at noon, it seemed that she was going to be hungry again in the evening. When night falls by the Yellow River, Lin Jingran walks feebly along the Binhe Road. She doesn't look like a deputy governor's secretary. If you take off those gold-rimmed glasses, you might regard her as a peddling chicken.In fact, Lin Jingran knew that she was no different from a chicken at this time, she was a woman who was shut out by life, even worse than a chicken, they at least had a night full of suspense, how about her? Who said that a woman's night is a warm song, who said that a woman's night is full of roses?There is no night in Lin Jingran, there is also incompleteness, loneliness, withering, and withering.It is an endless continuation of the nightmare. A thirty-five-year-old woman did not have a complete night, Lin Jingran was too sad to think about it.At this time, she needs a pair of hands to lead her out of the night. The turbid water of the Yellow River hit by wave after wave, and the wind blowing from the distant desert made my heart feel cold. Lin Jingran hesitated again and again, but still didn't make that call. She returned to the residence around midnight.Thinking about the work to be dealt with the next day, I feel that life is a trap. If anyone steps into a wrong place, the pain will haunt you for the rest of your life. The corridor was dimly lit, and Lin Jingran unexpectedly saw a figure squatting in front of her door, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Meng Xiaozhou. At two o'clock in the morning, Jiang Changming was awakened by the phone call. First, he yelled desperately on the plane, Jiang Changming jumped out of bed irritably, saw that it was an unfamiliar call, didn't answer it, unplugged the line and fell asleep again.The phone rang immediately, and it rang very stubbornly.Jiang Changming wondered, he was a new account only when he came back from the United States, and almost no one knew about it.After hesitating for a while, he still connected. It's Ross. Ross first said sorry, and then told Jiang Changming the bad news. Sasha was drunk, crying loudly, and the foreigner Rose couldn't do anything about her. It was three o'clock in the morning when Jiang Changming arrived at Sad Tengger.Shasha drank so much that he couldn't even recognize him, so he pointed at his nose and scolded: "You bastard, where did you come out?" Yes, he wasn't drunk himself.Rusha didn't know what stimulated her, and she smashed her things all over the floor.Tuo Tuo cheered on the side: "Small, you smashed it so fucking fun, hurry up, why don't you smash it?" Jiang Changming stopped the camel, and went to hug Shasha. Shasha's clothes were all torn, and half of her chest was exposed.The foreigner Rose was frightened, and suddenly said "NO, NO!" Then he persuaded in Chinese: "Don't be impulsive, you are a woman, you can't be crazy." Shasha laughed loudly: "Woman, my mother doesn't want to be a woman. " Jiang Changming took a lot of effort to control the rustle. After pouring a large bowl of cold water, the rustle recognized it was Jiang Changming: "Why are you here? Aren't you in the United States?" Howl. It turned out to be a matter of inheritance.No one expected that Zheng Dayuan would make a will, giving his manuscript fee, scientific research bonus and all savings to a woman named Yue'er, leaving only an 80-square-meter house for Ye Ziqiu and her daughter . So unexpected!Who is Yue'er, and why did the teacher leave this will?Besides, the teacher died of a sudden illness. Did he know that his life was about to end? A string of question marks jumped out, and Jiang Changming had no time to think, so he picked up Shasha and walked out. Tuo Tuo shouted behind him: "Why carry her away, she hasn't smashed enough." The foreigner Rose apologized to Tuo Tuo very politely, and paid out the money to compensate for the loss, Tuo Tuo roared angrily, "Get lost—" After taking a taxi downstairs, Shasha fell asleep in Jiang Changming's arms, with crystal tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes.Jiang Changming said to Ross: "Go back, thank you for notifying me." Ross was a little worried and wanted to go upstairs with Jiang Changming, but Jiang Changming ignored him and went upstairs with Rusha in his arms. It wasn't until the next afternoon that Shasha woke up. She opened her eyes and asked, "Why am I here? Is this America or Silver City?" Jiang Changming didn't speak.From last night to now, he has not met his eyes. The will turmoil has brought him too much impact. The teacher must have something to hide from him. Maybe there is some secret in the teacher's life. Shasha wanted to drink water, but she struggled a few times, but she couldn't get up, and said to Jiang Changming pitifully, "Pour me a glass of water, I'm thirsty." "Go drink, go crazy." Jiang Changming suddenly lost his temper. The anger came so suddenly that Jiang Changming was frightened by his own voice. "Why are you yelling at me? Where have I been drinking?" Shasha was so wronged that she wanted to cry again. Like a helpless child, she stared at Jiang Changming with tears in her eyes. Jiang Changming realized that he was a bit too much, and suddenly seeing such a will, he would not be able to accept it.He poured a glass of water for Shasha and fed her carefully. "Did I really drink? My head hurts so much that it's about to split open. Brother Ming, tell me where I drank it and with whom?" Jiang Changming's hands froze in the air, and the face of the foreigner Rose jumped out.It was a respectable and annoying face. "Why are you still with him?" Jiang Changming's mood suddenly turned sour, as if he was interrogating a prisoner. "Who are you talking about, who am I with?" Shasha seemed to really not remember, no wonder, Jiang Changming had never seen her drinking like that. "Okay, don't talk about this, you have a good rest, I'll make a meal." "I don't want you to go." Shasha grabbed him suddenly, with a strange look in his eyes.Jiang Changming stood there in a daze. For a moment, his body trembled slightly.Shasha's hand was so hot, and the place where he was holding him soon became sweaty.Jiang Changming controlled himself and kept his mind from wandering. After a moment of silence, he gently pushed away Rusha's hand and entered the kitchen. After a long time, Shasha woke up from the hallucination, but the feeling was still so beautiful, the grievance and unhappiness seemed to fly away, she closed her eyes gently, and fell asleep happily. It was five o'clock in the afternoon on the third day when Ye Ziqiu saw her daughter.She was so anxious that she was about to call the police.As soon as Sha Sha entered the door, she hugged her: "Son, where have you been, Mom is so anxious." "I'm fine, I'm with him." Shasha pushed her mother away, as if intending to tell Ye Ziqiu that she was with Jiang Changming. Ye Ziqiu raised his head, saw Jiang Changming standing outside the door, and said in astonishment: "Changming, is that you? Is it really you?" As he spoke, he rushed over to hug Jiang Changming. Jiang Changming took the first step and supported Ye Ziqiu: "Master..." His eyes were wet and he couldn't speak.Ye Ziqiu choked his throat, mouthful of Changming, screaming in a panic. "Okay, okay, don't make the atmosphere so sad." Shasha came over and pulled his mother away, asking Jiang Changming to sit down. Ye Ziqiu grabbed Jiang Changming's hand, and wept and told him about Zheng Dayuan. Jiang Changming held back his sadness. He found that his wife had completely changed. There was a time when his wife and teacher didn't talk to each other. After listening to the teacher's wife, Jiang Changming knew that the teacher had a sudden heart attack. He was sorting out the materials at home and suddenly passed out. He was sent to the hospital and never woke up again. "He is exhausted, because of this subject..." Jiang Changming wanted to comfort his wife, but he couldn't restrain his grief. "No, it's my fault, his heart has always been bad, I... I..." Ye Ziqiu couldn't continue, and lay down on the sofa and wept.It can be seen that she has not yet come out of her grief.Perhaps in her heart, there was a deep guilt towards the teacher. The sudden departure of the teacher made this woman who had refused to admit defeat all her life suddenly become fragile and neurotic.She is confessing and asking questions to her past time and time again. Ye Ziqiu used to be the secretary of the Party Committee of the Provincial No. 1 Woolen Mill. He could be regarded as a man of the hour. He was also elected as a national model worker and a March 8 red-banner bearer.In Jiang Changming's eyes, she is a strong and stubborn woman.She retired from the leadership position three years ago. She could have enjoyed a good life, or took good care of the teachers. Who knows that she ran a kindergarten ingeniously, and spent all day with the children in the residential area.When the teacher fainted, she was still teaching children to dance in the kindergarten. "I'm sorry for him..." Ye Ziqiu cried out sadly. "Okay, you two, there is no one who is sorry for the other!" Shasha suddenly came out of the kitchen and got angry at her mother.She was making a salad, which was taught by the foreigner Rose, and wanted to do something with Jiang Changming. Her mother was crying endlessly, which made her upset. Jiang Changming hurriedly stopped Shasha: "How can you talk to my wife like that?" Shasha sneered: "What do you want me to say? This house is so messed up that I don't even know who I am. What's the use of saying that!" That's what Sasha is like, a woman with a capricious personality, willful and stubborn, and a little bad-tempered.Originally at Jiang Changming's place, her mood has eased, and she doesn't care about the will. Anyway, money doesn't matter to her. The few deposits and manuscript fees from her father are not a temptation to her at all. She just can't accept this sudden jump out. In fact, it was Jiang Changming who convinced her, so she came back pretending nothing happened.Mother put on a show like this, and it knocked her mood back to hell. "Shasha, what did you say?" Ye Ziqiu looked up in astonishment. Regarding the matter of the will, Ye Ziqiu had never mentioned it to Shasha. She was confident that Shasha didn't know about it. This was a debt of love between her and Zheng Dayuan, a period of life. Suffering.But she never expected that the foreigner Ross had already told Sasha about this matter. "What did I say, what else can I say?" Shasha threw away the towel angrily, and ran into the bedroom. Jiang Changming was stunned for a while, and Shasha didn't explain the ins and outs to him, especially the foreigner Ross, and Shasha didn't mention it.He stammered at them, not knowing what to say. The thing is actually like this, on the third day after the memorial service, Ye Ziqiu washed off the sadness on his face and came to the kindergarten from home. The air here is better than at home, at least it has not been contaminated by death.Seeing the children, Ye Ziqiu's grief was half gone. This is a habit she has developed over the years. As long as she puts herself into work, she can let go of even the most important things.But unfortunately, Ye Ziqiu had just entered the office when a lawyer came to his door, saying that he was entrusted by Mr. Zheng Dayuan before his death, and he came here to handle the inheritance formalities, and took out the will. Ye Ziqiu was no less surprised than Rusha, she was almost so angry that she wanted to tear up the will, but she calmed down very quickly, in fact, all this was in her expectation.She didn't say anything, and signed according to the lawyer's opinion. The lawyer was very satisfied and avoided a verbal confrontation. She thanked Ye Ziqiu very gratefully, and Ye Ziqiu smiled desolately.律师临出门时，叶子秋突然说：“我有个小小的请求，不知能否答应？” “说吧，我尽量满足。”大约是事情办得太容易，律师反倒显得不安。 “这事请不要告诉我女儿。” 律师松下一口气：“没问题，郑先生也是这样嘱托的。” 叶子秋是不在乎那点钱的，再多她也不在乎。她跟郑达远早就在经济上分开了，甭说他们，就连沙沙也是如此，自挣自花，他们从没为钱的事闹过矛盾。 至于外国人罗斯知道这事，全是因了他跟律师是朋友。罗斯是在委托这位朋友办理自己在中国境内的财产保护时无意间看到那份遗嘱的，当时他还若有所思地发了会怔，觉得中国人真是不可思议，一辈子辛辛苦苦赚来的钱却要留给一个毫不相干的人。不过罗斯也没把它当成件大事，第二天跟沙沙见面，随口就把这事说了，哪料到沙沙会想那么多，差点惹出一场大乱子。 孟小舟三番五次找林静然，目的再也清楚不过，就是想让林静然帮他一把。 沙漠研究所所长人选最终圈定为三位：龙九苗、孟小舟、还有一位刚刚从国外回来的研究员。从目前形势分析，那位国外回来的研究员可能性不大，一是人家还没确定要不要留在银城，国内好几家研究所都在请他，开出的条件也比这儿优惠；二是此人志向不在做官，他已明确表示，绝不参与竞争。之所以拉上他，完全是为了制造一种气氛，让人觉得这次选拔完全是畅开大门，尽挑贤才，然后优中选优，把栋梁之材放到重要岗位上。事实上竟争只在龙九苗和孟小舟之间展开，对此孟小舟有足够清醒的认识。 孟小舟的处境目前可谓一团糟。仿佛从某一天开始，霉运便跟定了他，使得他的生活陷入了逢赌必输，每战必败的倒霉境地。一向心高气盛的孟小舟经历了一连串打击后，不得不把心气降下来，眼下他必须抓住这次机遇，说啥也得把所长这个位子抢到手，要不然，他可真就一败涂地，再也没打翻身仗的机会了。 孟小舟是沙漠所第一批博士生，起点要比江长明高，31岁他读完博，本可以留在京城或是选择出国，但他主动来到大西北的银城，两年后他被破格提拔为副所长，成了社科院最年轻最有前途的副所级干部。也就在此时，他跟新分来的硕士生林静然恋爱了。一开始，孟小舟和林静然被认为是天造地设的一对，他们有共同的志向和抱负，孟小舟年轻有为，仕途前景一片光明。林静然聪颖漂亮，在所里又很讨人喜爱。这样的爱情就连江长明也眼热，一个劲在背后鼓捣林静然，你可要抓紧呀，这么好的人选哪儿去找？林静然稍不主动，江长明就一本正经教育她：“你都快三十了，女人一过三十，哪还有青春？趁着青春不好好恋爱，将来成老太婆，后悔得连眼泪都掉不出。”那时候江长明是林静然的课题组长，又是她表姐夫，白日黑夜的林静然跟着江长明屁股转。上班要跟着江长明做实验，查资料，下班要到他家蹭饭。害得孟小舟想约会就得先找江长明通融。表姐白洋还开玩笑说：“你再这样，我可要吃醋了。”林静然抱着表姐脖子，猛亲一口，故意说：“我就是想把表姐夫抢走。” 江长明在厨房做饭，听到姐妹俩的话，走出来说：“抢我容易，可你得先学会烧菜，免得将来我还要侍候你。” 林静然说：“凭什么侍候表姐不侍候我？” 江长明说：“追你表姐时我答应过她，不让她进厨房，你要是做下这个保证，我现在就追你。” 林静然听了直摇头：“你饶了我吧，我最怕烧菜。孟小舟就是因为不会做饭，我才犹豫着要不要嫁给他，哪能再上你的当。”说完三人哈哈大笑，围坐在餐桌旁，朝江长明做的苏州菜发起攻击。 表姐白洋确实没进过一次厨房。 就在孟小舟跟林静然经过三年苦恋，终于进入谈婚论嫁的实质性阶段，外国人罗斯来到了银城，跟罗斯一道来的，是美丽性感的黄头发姑娘琼。琼是美国人，刚刚二十岁，她的工作是跟着罗斯了解中国的风土人情，琼对神秘的东方文化着迷。 就是这个琼，让孟小舟和林静然的人生发生根本性的改变。 是在四月的某一天，银城突然起了沙尘暴，正在工作的林静然惦记着家里窗户没关，跟江长明请假说要回家关窗户。那个时候她已跟孟小舟同居，同事们对这事看得开，大男大女，早该睡一起了，再说知识分子向来就对只有结婚才能合法睡觉这种逻辑嗤之以鼻。林静然打开门，先是跑前跑后关了阴阳台的窗户，还站在阳台上冲楼下看了一会，滚滚而来的沙尘眨眼间就让她的视线断裂在三米之内。这种可怕的天气总会让人忧心忡忡，林静然怀着杞人忧天的心情往卧室走，想换件衣服再去上班，不料正撞上赤着身子上厕所的孟小舟。林静然先是愕然地呀了一声，等看清孟小舟的神色有点紧张时，才意识到不大对劲。孟小舟中午打电话说他有事，要陪省政府的领导去沙县调研，咋能赤着身子在家呢？这么一想她朝卧室望了一眼，这一眼便让林静然所有关于爱情和婚姻的美好童话破灭了。 床上躺的是琼，大约刚做完爱，她的身体还兴奋着，两只远比黄种人发育要好得多的奶子正冲林静然活蹦乱跳，就跟琼平日在她面前表现的那样。琼大约也没想到林静然会回来，但她的思维里并不觉这是什么丢人的事，更想不到她睡在这张床上会伤害林静然。她冲林静然大方地一笑，然后对着孟小舟喊：“孟，我的内裤是不是你藏了起来？” 琼的中文不是太流利，但林静然还是能听懂，她看了一眼琼，又把目光回到孟小舟脸上。孟小舟早已慌得六神无主，嘴唇打着哆说：“静然，你听我解释。” 林静然摔门而出。 那天她没回工作室，而是在滚滚沙尘中来到黄河边。等江长明和白洋找到她时，她的头发里已足足灌进一碗沙子。 发生这件事后，林静然没给孟小舟一次解释的机会。其实孟小舟也根本没打算向她解释。就在林静然为自己一生中唯一的一次爱情伤筋断骨，绝望得饭也不吃时，孟小舟正在加紧办理出国手续。二十岁的美国女子琼以为找到孟小舟就找到了东方文化，急于把这次艳遇报告了父亲。琼的父亲在美国加州拥有庞大的产业，琼这样说罗斯也这样证实，因此孟小舟用不着怀疑。很快，琼的父亲便向孟小舟发来邀请，说加州欢迎他。 孟小舟告别跟林静然的爱情和甜蜜的同居生活，轻轻一挥手，带着年轻性感的琼飞到了大洋彼岸。在那儿他很快谋得一份差事，作为中国最年轻的治沙专家，他登上了加州大学的讲坛。为了尽快获得美国的永久居住权，他跟并没什么专长的琼办理了跨国婚姻。两年后他突然得知，琼的父亲破产了！那家庞大的公司终因抵不过金融风暴的袭击，如同海市蜃楼般在他的梦中消失了。孟小舟远渡重洋的终极目标遭到了颠覆，他当然没理由继续在那儿待下去。他以快刀斩乱麻的果断勇气迅速解除了跟琼的婚姻，又以海归派的身份到了银城，继续坐他的副所长交椅。 当然这里面少不了他父亲的帮忙。孟小舟的父亲是银城位数不多的几个实权派人物，虽然官位不曾显赫，但手中的实权和多年营造的关系足够他把儿子送上一个个平台。可惜半年前孟小舟的父亲突然中风瘫痪，他的生命连同手中的权力不得不暂时先画一个逗号，这便把孟小舟推到了一个非常危险的境地。孟小舟第一次感到世态炎凉、人情冷暖这些词，是在他试图动用父亲那些老关系帮他扶正而无一例外遭到拒绝后。他对着昏睡中的父亲大骂一通，你这些年还不如拿钱养下一群狗！这话深深刺伤了母亲。孟小舟的母亲是一位中学语文教师，五年前离了岗。她一生最最遗憾的事便是当初没能阻止儿子，抛弃了她心目中最最理想的儿媳妇林静然。孟小舟携着性感女子琼远度重洋后，孟母怀着赎罪的心情数次去看林静然，但都遭到了林静然的拒绝。后来省政府新来的副省长周晓哲公开选聘秘书，孟母得知林静然有意这个岗位，便不顾丈夫的阻拦，求那些老关系从中周旋，才使得早已过了秘书年龄的林静然最终以绝对优势获得这个职位。可惜林静然本人并不知道，她还以为自己是凭真本事杀进省政府的。孟母看到儿子为争所长处心积虑、茶饭不思，也曾动过找林静然的念头，可惜儿子一番话将这念头彻底骂灭了。 儿子骂：“早不中风，晚不中风，单等着要用你了你却中风，你这不是成心害我么！” 孟母始终搞不明白，儿子为什么如此热衷于所长这个职位，他不是有自己的专业么？一个人放弃专业而选择行政在孟母眼里是件十分愚蠢的事，除非他有郑达远那样的精力和执着的精神，可惜儿子没有，儿子有的只是钻营。 孟母对儿子是深深失望的，但她只有一个儿子，失望是永远取代不了母爱的，天下哪个母亲能做到对儿子彻底失望？所以她最终还是说出了林静然这个名字。 “她会帮我？”儿子轻蔑地笑笑，那笑如同耳光响亮在孟母脸上。 背过母亲，孟小舟却把宝押在了林静然身上，他这次是势在必得，哪怕抢也要把这个所长抢到手，他就不信争不过龙九苗！ 孟小舟轻轻叩响林静然的门。这是第六次，前五次林静然都没让他进门，孟小舟装出痛苦万分的样子，彻夜坐在林静然门前，那些个夜晚让他想起了很多事情，想得最多的还是跟林静然一起的日子。孟小舟现在才明白，失去林静然是他一项重大损失。不只是他现在需要林静然帮忙，关键是孟小舟失去了爱情。自从跟琼上床后，爱情便成为一种奢侈，成为一个记忆里的符号。很长时间，孟小舟都觉自己是不需要爱情的，没有爱情的生活照样可以过得滋润。琼教会了他许多，但也从内心深处彻底把他对爱情的信任感打碎了。琼不止一次说，男人跟女人在一起重要的是性爱，性爱的和谐才是生命最本质的和谐。孟小舟相信了，他也自信跟琼的性爱是和谐的，远比跟林静然在一起要放浪，要纵情，要快乐，要疯颠。可在某一天，他在加州的家里发现比他更和谐的罗斯。罗斯跟琼交缠在一起，眼中完全没他这个中国人，他走到床前他们还不停下来。这便让孟小舟大吃一惊，原来外国人眼中的和谐竟是这么一种状态！他怕跟罗斯吵，他在美国做了许多对不起自己国家的事，包括将郑达远还在实验中的数据提前交给美国人，而最终让美国人的科研成果比郑达远早了半年。包括将腾格里沙漠地下水资源的情况私自泄露，换取了一顶美国加州某大学的博士帽子。这些事儿罗斯都知道，但罗斯从来不说，不说就意味着罗斯有更大的目的，所以罗斯跟琼做爱他就不能说。 况且这是在人家的国土上。 况且罗斯跟琼早在他之前就在一起的。 孟小舟现在有点醒悟，毁灭什么都不能毁灭心灵，美国的几年仿佛打了一场毁灭战，除了破灭的那个发财梦，孟小舟还落得一身伤痕。这些伤痕全都藏在心里，见不得阳光。 现在，他必须重新振作，必须为自己灰暗的人生搏一搏。 林静然出奇不意地开了门，望着门外有点可怜的孟小舟，问：“有什么事？” 孟小舟嘴唇动了动，目光楚楚地盯住林静然：“静然，你让我进去，我有话跟你说。” “站在这说好了。”林静然刚刚洗完澡，粉色丝质睡袍裹着她丰腴的身子，美丽的脖颈裸露着，一头湿发垂在肩上。这个夜晚让她别具了另一种光芒，缥缈而又极尽性感。一股幽香从门里飘出，孟小舟忍不住猛吸几口。 “静然……”孟小舟像是一个为爱情深深忏悔的男人，叫着林静然的名字，整个人很快陷入到痛苦中。 林静然笑笑，她在嘲笑这个男人的演技。“要是没啥事，我关门了。” “别，静然，能不能给我一次机会……”孟小舟忽然伸出手，想揽住林静然的双肩。这个动作完全是下意识的，或者是在情急中忘了掩饰。被林静然轻轻打开后，他才意识到自己还不能这样。“静然，我是来向你忏悔的……” “对不起，我没时间。”林静然呯地关了门。孟小舟再敲，门里就没有动静了。 孟小舟不甘心，隔着门说：“静然，我需要你的帮助，我知道，你不会帮我，可我还是想把这话说出来。”过了一会，他又说，“静然，你告诉我，会帮我吗？” 会帮我吗？屋内的林静然惨然地笑了笑，白日的一幕浮上眼来。 沙漠所的班子调整远比副省长周晓哲想得要复杂，筛选的名单刚刚提到会上，就引来激烈争辩。争辩的核心是龙九苗到底是不是最合适人选？一派意见认为，目前的沙漠所除了龙九苗，还没谁更能胜任此项工作。龙九苗当了十年副职，对工作兢兢业业，虽说没有特别突出的成绩，但主要原因是有郑达远在，郑达远太突出，所以显得别人都缺少成绩。另一派马上反驳，一个学者出不出成绩跟别人的存在没有必然关联，郑达远能出成绩，龙九苗为什么不能？况且龙九苗当副职搞配合可以，统揽全局，他的能力弱了点。周晓哲一开始没弄清他们为什么要争，仔细地研究了争论双方的力量，这才忽地明白，原来龙九苗这个人在这儿只不过是个符号，跟前几次争论其他问题一样，争论的核心是两派到底谁说了更具权威？而对具体的当事人，反倒失去了他存在的意义。 周晓哲有点丧气，他不想搅到这种争斗中，但不搅进去你就只能永远当看客。争论最后不了了之，会议主持者说，这事先放放，下去再做调研。 会后周晓哲才得知，龙九苗请人说话说出了问题，替他说话的那位领导最近有可能惹上麻烦，另一派便趁火打劫，在各种场合都向对方施加压力，看来龙九苗这下是没戏了。 一个学术单位配备领导都如此复杂，其他单位呢？专家出身的周晓哲算是领教到官场的厉害。 问题是周晓哲对孟小舟这人吃不准，把沙漠所交给他周晓哲还真有点不放心。周晓哲再次问林静然：“这个人到底有没有能力？” 林静然这次没回避，她把自己的意见说了出来。 周晓哲沉默了一会，说，“好吧，小林，你的意见很重要，我会认真考虑的。” 下班后她走在路上，猛就让孟母给拽住了，孟小舟的母亲司徒老师等在她回家的路上。司徒老师将她拉进一家面馆，还未说话眼泪先下来了，司徒老师边哭边把自己的难过说了出来。 孟小舟自从回国后，性格发生了巨大变化。他多疑、暴躁、变得令人不可捉摸，尤其对父母的态度，更是发生了惊天大逆转。司徒老师说着掀起了袖子，指着一大块青印说：“这就是他掐的。” 林静然盯着那块血斑，惊得说不出话。 司徒老师抺去脸上的泪，很难为情地说：“小静，阿姨知道对不住你，可阿姨就这一个孩子，这么下去，还真不知道会出啥事儿。” 林静然靠在门后，司徒老师的那块血斑又冒了出来。孟小舟还在门外一口一个静然地叫着，林静然忽地打开门，扯上嗓子吼：“你这个禽兽，滚——” 江长明突然接到市急救中心的电话，叶子秋心脏病发作，正在医院紧急抢救。他扔下手中的活，紧忙赶了过去。 叶子秋躺在急救室里，鼻子里插着氧气管，大夫护士一片忙乱。江长明问大夫：“到底怎么回事？”大夫瞅他一眼：“你是病人的儿子？赶快交住院费，你母亲很危险。”江长明跑到楼下，交了住院费，上楼时碰到一位护士，护士告诉他，十几分钟前他们接到小区的电话，说有位老太太晕倒在楼道里，情况很危险，医生赶去时，病人已经休克。至于别的情况，护士也说不清。 “她女儿呢，她女儿没在？”江长明问。 “女儿？”护士盯住他，“你不是她儿子？” 江长明没再多说话，跟着护士上了楼，医生正在给叶子秋施救。江长明掏出手机，赶忙给沙沙打电话，连拨几遍，沙沙的手机都不在服务区。该死的沙沙，到底去了哪？江长明急得头上冒汗，不停地问出出进进的护士，护士被他问烦了，斥责道：“你安静点好不，没见我们正在抢救病人吗？” 江长明焦急地在楼道内踱步，脑子里飞快做着各种猜想。叶子秋心脏一直不好，据说是生沙沙时受了刺激，落下的毛病。平日大家都很注意，说话做事从不敢让她激动，她自己也很注意，还练过几年气功，主要就是调节和控制自己的情绪。可是，郑达远离开那么大的事，她的心脏都能承受得了，怎么突然会犯病？ 他打电话向幼儿园寻问，幼儿园的阿姨说，叶校长两天没到学校了，她们还不知道叶校长犯病的事。 这就奇怪了，医院怎么知道他的手机呢？ 不大功夫，幼儿园的老师赶来了，见面就问：“病情怎么样，不会有危险吧？”江长明说：“目前还说不准，医生一直没出来。”大家全都围在楼道里，叽叽喳喳猜测着叶子秋犯病的原因。有个护士走出来，很不客气地批评道：“这儿不是聊天室，请你们离开。”发脾气的正是楼梯上跟江长明说过话的那位，她冲江长明说：“你跟我来一下。” 江长明打发走幼儿园的老师，跟着护士进了办公室。 护士问：“你跟病人是什么关系？” 为省麻烦，江长明说：“我是她儿子。” 护士说：“老太太目前已脱离危险，但她的心脏杂音很大，随时都有休克或死亡的可能，我的意思你能明白么？” 江长明摇头，不解地盯住护士。护士看他真像是不明白，很直白地说：“很抱歉，我的意思就是你要做好思想准备，最好能着手安排后事。” “什么？”江长明猛地抓住护士的手，“你这什么话，哪有医院这样不负责的？” 护士被他弄疼了，抽出手道：“我们会尽全力抢救，但谁也不能保证不出意外。” “不——”江长明近乎吼道。 护士看他太过激动，扔下他又进了急救室。江长明撵出来，要往急救室扑，被两个值班护士拦住了。 整整三个小时，他在楼道里像疯子一样跑来跑去，弄得这一层的护士见了他就躲。终于，主治医生走了出来，他的衣服已让汗湿透，脸色像虚脱了一般苍白。江长明扑过去：“医生，情况到底怎么样？” 主治大夫擦把汗：“你母亲很坚强，她算是闯过这道关了。”“真的？！”江长明一把抓住大夫的手，“太谢谢您了。” “不过她还要继续接受治疗，你们家属一定要配合医院做好护理，记住了，等她醒来，千万别说太多的话。” 江长明很感激地目送着医生下楼，不大功夫，护士将叶子秋转到特护病房。负责特护的正是那位姓肖的护士。 晚上九点，叶子秋醒了过来，懵懵懂懂睁开眼：“我这是在哪儿？”江长明赶忙抓住师母的手：“在医院，师母，我是长明，你能认得我么？” 叶子秋努力地挣扎了几下眼皮：“长明，