Chapter 37 Lao Zhang's Philosophy(37)

Li Jing's eyes were red from crying, and her face lost a lot of weight. "Death" is extremely difficult to make up your mind, even though you keep thinking about that way. "Hope" cannot be wiped out even in a difficult situation, what if there is some turning point! "Despair" and "hope" shattered a heart like a flower, and only the rustling of tears wanted to wash away the depression in my heart!What was even more sad was that she had to show a smile in front of her aunt, but the aunt nodded and smacked her lips and said, "Good boy, life is a big event, and it should be like this!"

In order to guard against Wang De, Aunt Zhao told Li Ying to ask Wang De to move out.Wang De understood Aunt Zhao's intentions, and Li Jing also understood, so the two young people parted without saying a word! Wang De and Lan Xiaoshan discussed whether they could temporarily move into the newspaper office, Xiaoshan agreed generously, and gave Wang De a lot of his duties.Wang De packed up his things, thanked Aunt Zhao, and hired a mule cart to go out.Li Ying only said "goodbye" to Wang De, and Li Jing didn't even come out to say a word to him.It is impossible to calculate how many tears they shed.

When Wang De arrived at the newspaper, it was time to pay his salary; the clerk handed him an envelope, which still contained ten yuan, and there was no bonus for submission.On weekdays, Wang De wouldn't care about it at all, but today he was full of complaints and had nowhere to vent, so he couldn't stop looking for the chief writer. "Are there no rewards for submissions?" Wang De asked angrily. "When did you submit a manuscript?" asked the chief writer. "Lan Xiaoshan knows that my submission is not just one time!" "Children! Ten yuan is a lot! If you don't want to do it, go! Eight yuan, six yuan, four yuan, I can make people, it's not because of you!"

"I quit!" "Let's go! There are many people like you!" The shop chief should treat his disciples, the county magistrate should treat the people, and the minister should treat his bureaucrats in the same way that a father treats his son—a Chinese-style father to a Chinese-style son. ——Wang De doesn't understand this, poor man! Wang De made up his mind, moved out the unopened luggage, hired two rickshaws, went to the grinding factory and found a small guest house for a temporary stay. ………… What about Li Ying?He watched Wang De's car disappear, and it was still standing outside the door.He has been with Wang De for more than ten years, and he cannot leave Wang De!He had to hold back his tears to comfort his sister, how hard to hold back the tears!He went into the north room, and Aunt Zhao seemed to have a sickness in her heart, and she was trying to persuade Li Jing with a pleasant face.Li Jing has no more tears now, she just sat there blankly, Li Ying also had nothing to say, and walked out again.

where to goI have to tell Wang De the time of entry and exit every day, today? ...Go to Wang De! He walked to Wang De's newspaper office in despair.As soon as he saw the door of the newspaper office, he felt much happier!Because there is his best friend in that door! He entered the gate of the newspaper office, stood outside the number room and asked, "Is Wang De in?" "I just moved out, and I quit my job." The person in the No. 1 room replied. "Move there?" "do not know!" "Why did you resign?" "have no idea!" "Is he going to the East City or the West City?"

No answer! Li Ying's heart went cold!He knew Wang De's disposition, knew his relationship with Li Jing, knew...but there was no way to change the already fatal situation!he himself?He has no ability to earn money to rescue his uncle, no determination to kill Lao Zhang, and no friends to give him some advice, let alone contribute.Zhao Si?Brave but not resourceful, Li Ying is more confident than Zhao Si!dragon and phoenix?If you can't save yourself, then you can drag another caring girlfriend into the trap! When people are in danger, they often think of the most unimportant or mysterious places. Those who want to jump into the river not only cry, but also laugh at the water, and sometimes ask the water: What is the universe?what is lifeNaturally, he couldn't find a way to save himself by asking anything, but he still insisted on asking like crazy; so the result of asking and answering himself strengthened his determination to die.

Li Ying stood upright outside the newspaper office for a meal before thinking of letting go and walking elsewhere.Every step has a blood mark, every step has a thought; there are any thoughts, except self-help! He involuntarily entered the Zhonghua Gate.Involuntarily sitting on a big bluestone by the road.The green and fluffy leaves sway from side to side, and the warm sunlight passes through the gaps in the leaves.The big crimson walls on the left and right cast purple light in the sun, and joined with the green shade to form a lotus-colored shadow, like a piece of artist's work.Li Ying rested his cheeks in both hands, and streams of tears fell from between his fingers, falling on the soft green moss, like morning dewdrops.

Looking for Wang De?There?What's the use of seeing my uncle?To kill Lao Zhang?The teaching of Jesus is not to kill!Listen to Zhao Si's words and run with Longfeng?where to run?how to runWhat is life?world? ...no answer!Never! ……run!run!run by yourself!So selfish!How about being unselfish?I can't bear it!how notPeople scold me!Who can help me? ……………… He went to the church to pick up some things that were there.Hastily pack it under the armpit and walk out.He walked down the stone steps of the church step by step lazily, as if the stone steps attracted his feet, and there seemed to be some small voices in his ears: "Let's go? Are you going?..."

He went down the stone steps, and reluctantly turned his head to look at the red railings of the church, which were as red as blood and shot straight to the depths of his heart. She is coming from afar!His blood boiled, but he hid behind a big tree.Longfeng didn't enter the church, but hurried forward beside the road.He poked his head out from behind the tree to see her back.Her black dress, her gray robe, still wrapped her in a ball of beauty and moved forward bit by bit, moving away from him step by step.Five feet, four feet, three feet... She gradually turned into a mass of gray shadow, disappearing in the surrounding air, like a mass of flying paper ash?Where does she go?Does she want to see me? ...I can't control it anymore!I'm just selfish!Just cowardly!God knows me! …………