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    A red Maserati Quattroporte quietly passed by on a country road. The dense trees on both sides blocked the sky. Looking forward, it looked like a green tunnel.  Rice fields, villages, and an occasional roadside shop everything looks so familiar to my eyes.  It was very quiet in the car, no one spoke, no one wanted to break the silence.  Gu Yimin even had tears in his eyes.  Here, there are bits and pieces of his memories, a period of his life with his favorite people, and the sustenance of his life's happiness.  “Zi——” The Maserati parked next to a house on the edge of the village.  In recent years, rural areas have undergone great changes. Villagers who have money have begun to renovate their houses.  Therefore, this old house, which was already somewhat dilapidated, looked even more unusual.  "Compared with the tall, spacious buildings with bright windows around it, this old house looks like a sickly old man, with a stooped figure that makes it even smaller.  Because no one has lived in it for a long time and has fallen into disrepair, the entrance and yard of the old house are covered with weeds. Even on the roof, there are weeds or small trees growing vigorously, lifting up all the debris on the roof.  .  "Yimin, are you back?" Gufeng and the others stood at the door, quickly attracting the attention of the people nearby.  They came out one by one and greeted them warmly.  "Yimin, is everything okay?" This was an implicit question about Gu Yimin's imprisonment.  “Gu Feng, are you back with your dad too?” Both young and old were very enthusiastic and happy to see Gu Yimin and Gu Feng.  Gu Yimin and Bai Bingbing have lived in this village for more than ten years. They have always been kind and generous, and they get along well with most of their neighbors.  Everyone knows what happened to Gu Yimin more than two years ago. Not only did no one discriminate against him, but they all sympathized with him.  "Well! I'm back!" "Hello, Dad Wang!" "Uncle Sun, your body and bones are still so strong!" Looking at these villagers, Gu Yimin showed a sincere smile on his face and responded to them one by one.  "You won't leave when you come back this time, right?" "Well, we will stay for a while!" Gu Yimin took the cigarette handed over by the uncle next to him, lit it and smoked it.  The movements were natural, as if he was one of them.  "Who is this pretty girl? Gufeng's girlfriend? She is so handsome!" A fat middle-aged woman with a gossipy look on her face.  The naked look in his eyes made Guan Zishao blush.  After finally dealing with these enthusiastic villagers, we opened the door of the old house.  Through the courtyard wall, you can still vaguely hear the discussion of the villagers in the street: "Yimin drove the car back. Did he make a fortune outside?" "Not necessarily! Buying a car now does not count.  What, and this car seems to be from a different brand, right? I know all the brands of good cars, such as BMW, Mercedes-Benz, Audi, Volkswagen This car is not worth much, right?  There are a lot of people buying cars!” “Well! Qiang Shan is out to work and has a lot of experience!”  Gu Feng had a bottle of mineral water in his hand, and he immediately sprayed it out after taking a sip.  I really wanted to rush out immediately, grab that Qiangshan’s ear and shout: “Dear!”  Look clearly at the trident logo. This is Maserati!  In what way is it inferior to BMW and Benz?  Not to mention the masses of street goods.  Guan Zishao also smiled for a while. ?? How can the common people in the village expect their level to be so high?  Although he has a good relationship with Gu Feng and his son, it is inevitable to discuss, evaluate and compare behind his back. ?… ?Although the furniture in the house is simple, it is complete, but it has been unused for a long time and has accumulated a layer of soil.  After simply tidying up and letting Guan Zishao rest here, Gu Feng and Gu Yimin brought the yellow paper and other objects they bought in advance to worship Bai Bingbing.  On a mountain outside the small village, there is a lone grave surrounded by lush greenery.  Gu Yimin burned the yellow paper and put away the ancient style.  I was sitting alone next to the lonely grave, carrying a bottle of white wine, murmuring in my mouth, describing my life in the past two years, and recalling every bit of life in the small village, crying and laughing.  Standing in the distance, looking at the lonely and slightly old figure, Gu Feng felt sad after being infected by this emotion.  In his previous life, although he was a talented magician and enjoyed life to the fullest, it was because his parents died very early that he did not enjoy the love between his parents.  “Even, he doesn’t have anyone who really loves him,”?The one he loves.  Now, looking at Gu Yimin, he can feel that this is true love.  Love, family affection Gufeng felt that something seemed to be starting to sprout in his heart.  And the responsibility on his shoulders is getting heavier and heavier.  The breeze is gentle and the grass is green.  This sudden realization made Gu Feng feel that the surrounding scenery seemed to become clearer.  This kind of clarity is unprecedented and is a great improvement in the state of mind.  A faint smile appeared on Gufeng’s face.  Although the improvement in his state of mind just now cannot allow him to directly advance in cultivation, it will be of great benefit to his future cultivation.  This is equivalent to broadening his potential and improving his talent for cultivation.  It wasn’t until the sky darkened that Gu Yimin dragged his body smelling of alcohol back to the village after Gu Feng’s repeated persuasion.  When you arrive at the door of the old house, you can see the fiery red Maserati parked on the roadside. However, it is pitch dark in the house with no lights.  "Huh? What's going on? Did Guan Zishao go to Fat Aunt's house?" Gu Feng secretly speculated.  Crunch!  The door opens.  "Who?" Immediately, a voice sounded slightly trembling.  Gu Feng felt funny in his heart.  This voice is naturally Guan Zishao.  He wanted to play a prank and scare her, but suddenly felt that the girl was a bit pitiful, so he suppressed the idea.  "Me! Why don't you turn on the light?" "Ah! You are finally back!" Following the cry, "bang!" with the sound of the wooden stick falling to the ground, a figure almost rushed over and threw itself into Gufeng's arms.  Gu Feng immediately understood that Guan Zishao was holding a wooden stick in his hand to defend himself just now.  "Why are you coming back now? I'm almost scared to death here!" Guan Zishao's body was shaking, not sure if it was because of the cold or something else, but his voice was crying.  This look clearly shows that of a girl who is inexperienced in world affairs. How can she look like the all-powerful "Mr. Guan"?  "I'm sorry! I thought you would leave first if we didn't come back!" Gu Feng also felt a little apologetic in his heart.  "You didn't come back, how could I leave on my own? I originally wanted to call and ask, but I was afraid of disturbing you, so" Guan Zishao did not continue, but Gu Feng already understood the meaning.  Gu Yimin has been in prison for more than two years and it is the first time he comes back to pay homage to his wife. It would be very inappropriate for Guan Zishao to call and urge him.
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