nightingale

nightingale

"Xia, Sister Xia?" Cen Yun lowered her eyes, her hands unconsciously grasping the hem of her skirt. "Sister Xia is a very nice person."

Chen An said, "Xia Yiru and Wu Danyun have a conflict, right?"

Cen Yun didn't dare to look at him, he lowered his head and said nothing.

Chen An continued, "Isn't Wu Danyun the first person to come up with this idea?"

Cen Yun was startled and waved his hands, saying, "I don't know, I really don't know. I'm just a small employee. Whatever they have is their business." Then he stood up and was about to leave. "I, I feel a little unwell. Please go back."

"Xia Yiru came to the apartment after you left on the morning of the 6th!" Chen An said this mercilessly.

That's right, two hours after Cen Yun left Fuyao Community, the surveillance camera captured Xia Yiru entering the community. Not only that, she also used her key to open the door. About ten minutes later, she came out of the room again. It was because of this surveillance video that he specifically asked Cheng Xiaoxiang and others to keep a close eye on Xia Yiru.

Cen Yun clasped his hands in front of his chest, his expression uneasy. "No, Sister Xia won't kill her."

Chen An frowned slightly.

She turned around, her eyes unfocused, "They have such a good relationship, no, no."

Chen An observed her expression and state. She seemed to be caught in the tug of war between reason and emotion. On the one hand, she believed that Xia Yiru was a good person. On the other hand, she knew that Xia Yiru and Wu Danyun had a conflict, and this conflict was very likely to cause Xia Yiru to hurt Wu Danyun.

A few minutes later, Chen An walked into the room, picked up the carrying pole, and picked up the fallen bucket.

In just a few minutes, after seeing him finish all these things, Cen Yun calmed down a little. He looked at the bucket that was fished out with empty eyes and thanked him softly.

When he returned the carrying pole to its original place, he saw Cen Yun's room full of books. The bookshelf could not hold them all, so many were piled on the floor. A book with a green cover attracted his attention.

By this time, Cen Yun had returned to normal. Following her gaze, she saw the novel, picked it up, and said, "Officer, do you read novels too?"

Chen An hesitated for a moment and then said, "Yes."

Cen Yun smiled, dusted off the cover, opened the title page and said, "I like it too, and this is my favorite novel."

She handed the book to him. Chen An took it and flipped through a few pages. Finally, he saw a signature on the last page of the book.

Cen Yun said, "I signed this one myself."

Chen An nodded, closed the book and returned it to her.

When I walked out of the old city, I suddenly thought of visiting Jiang Li's house, who also lived in the old city. But when I walked into the alley, it was quiet and the door was locked.

Is he out?

"Jiang Li, help me get some seedlings."

Jiang Li glanced at Nan Jiaxu, whose legs were covered in mud, with disdain. The man in front of him was nothing like the "bad boy" in his impression.

He threw the seedlings from the bank, causing a splash of water. Nan Jiaxu raised his hand to block the water from getting into his eyes. "Can you hold it properly?"

Jiang Li said nothing, but looked up at the infinitely beautiful sunset in the countryside. The terraced fields meandered down the mountain. The green hills that he once saw in the distance were now right under his feet. People were still working at sunset. It all seemed so peaceful that it seemed unreal.

The phone under his palm suddenly vibrated. Jiang Li took a look at the incoming call and said, "Brother."

"I see no one is at home, are you out?"

A familiar voice came from the receiver. Jiang Li swayed his legs, raised his voice at the end, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth that he himself did not even notice. "You came to Changping County?"

"Yeah." After a while, he said, "I'm working on a case and came to see you."

Jiang Li said, "I'm not at home, so I came to help my childhood friend's grandfather harvest the rice."

Chen An said: "Okay, be careful."

"Know."

After the phone call was hung up, Jiang Li's smile also fell. Suddenly, his eyes rolled, and he turned around and took a picture of himself and the terraced fields behind him and sent it to Chen An.

When Chen An clicked on the photo, he saw a face with a bright smile and the endless sunset behind it.

"The boss seems to have a good relationship with this policeman."

Jin Mao and He Dou had been watching for a long time.

He Dou touched his chin and said, "I think so too."

"But then again, the boss really doesn't tell the truth."

He Dou gave Jin Mao a big slap. "Nonsense, do you want the boss to tell the truth?"

Jin Mao rubbed his head and said, "Your beatings are really getting more and more painful. Be careful or I'll complain to the boss and ask him to punish you."

He Dou snorted and laughed, "Punish me? The boss is eager to get rid of you, a fool, as soon as possible. He might even kick you out directly."

“Snow peas!”

He Dou had just finished teaching Jin Mao a lesson one second, and was being teased the next second. Nan Jiaxu particularly "liked" this name and called him that whether there was something or not.

He took a deep breath and smiled attentively, "Hey, what can I do for you?"

The two of them jumped into the mud to help Nan Jiaxu plant rice seedlings. This batch was early rice. After harvesting it, they hurriedly sowed the seeds again, and the cycle of growth continued.

Looking back, Nan Jiaxu had never done such a thing in his previous 24 years of life, but now, after only two months in Akita Village, he can already plant rice. The environment can indeed change a person.

Oh, no, it is people who can change people.

The cement road behind him was filled with unfamiliar footsteps. Jiang Li turned around and saw Qiu Yang. He was very well-behaved, with big, bright eyes. He was wearing the little yellow duck T-shirt that Nan Jiaxu had bought him two days ago. He exuded innocence from head to toe.

He couldn't hear, so Jiang Li could only try to understand his sign language. However, he couldn't figure out what he was trying to say after staring at it for a long time. That was until Nan Jiaxu came up and said, "He said he's very grateful to you."

As soon as he appeared, Qiu Yang's eyes became brighter, and they were still brighter when they looked at him.

Seeing that he was covered in mud, Qiu Yang gestured and said: You are too dirty, I won’t hold you today.

Nan Jiaxu was very happy, with a smile on his face.

Jiang Li felt something was wrong, so he asked, "Do you understand sign language?"

Nan Jiaxu blurted out, "I don't understand."

"..." Jiang Li frowned, "Then you still..."

Nan Jiaxu said, "I'm studying very hard, but the translation I just gave you is correct."

Qiu Yang was very good at observing people's expressions. He probably understood something and turned around to bow to Jiang Li, which scared Jiang Li. He supported himself on the ground and stood up.

Nan Jiaxu said, "He was very grateful to you after he found out you donated money to him. You should accept this token of gratitude, otherwise he will feel bad."

Jiang Li: “…”

Nan Jiaxu didn't even look at him when he was explaining to him. Why did he feel that this kid's soul had been seduced away by the simple-minded girl in front of him?

Nan Jiaxu typed a line of words on her phone for Qiu Yang to see. Only then did he realize, "He can read?"

Nan Jiaxu was stunned for a moment, then said affirmatively, "Ah."

Jiang Li was speechless, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Nan Jiaxu said, "I forgot to mention that Yangyang is already at the level of a seventh grader."

"How do you know?"

"The special schools here all teach to this level."

"Isn't seventh grade just the first year of junior high? Why don't you complete the nine years of compulsory education?"

Nan Jiaxu sighed, "Well, we're so poor. It's lucky for a small village to have a special school. Besides, they only have one teacher, and the classrooms are shabby. It's good enough that they can teach until seventh grade."

Jiang Li understood.

The smaller the population, the more likely the educational resources are located in economically developed areas. It is good enough to have teachers willing to teach in a small village like this.

Qiu Yang stared at the screen, and after a while he looked up at Jiang Li. Jiang Li intuitively felt that Nan Jiaxu might have said something, so he leaned over to take a look. The memo clearly stated: It doesn't matter, he is a rich second-generation, has money, and came to the countryside to help alleviate poverty.

Jiang Li laughed angrily and said, "Only the Party and the country can help alleviate poverty. Do you understand, you idiot?"

Nan Jiaxu said perfunctorily, "Yes, yes, you are a top student who has received thirteen years of education."

"Wrong." Jiang Li raised his chin, "You are about to receive seventeen years of education."

"Okay, okay, okay."

Nan Jiaxu walked in front holding Qiu Yang's wrist. Jin Mao and He Dou were very curious about Qiu Yang and kept asking questions. Jiang Li slowly fell behind. The setting sun stretched his shadow very long, so long that he thought they were living like ordinary people.

There were many mosquitoes in the countryside. When Nan Jiaxu finished swatting the fifth mosquito, Jiang Li finally spoke: "I'm going back tomorrow."

Nan Jiaxu asked, "Where are we going back to?"

Jiang Li paused for a long time, and finally said, "Go back to work."

"No way, are you really addicted to working?"

This question isn't difficult to answer; if you ask anyone, they'll likely answer, "I hope to have money to spend even if I don't have to work." But it seems a bit difficult for him to answer.

"What about you? Have you really fallen in love with farming after being here for two months?"

In a twist of fate, the person answering the question switched, but he still couldn't answer it.

Nan Jiaxu gave a wry smile, "It has to be you. Your studies were well-earned. You're truly an outstanding student. I'm ashamed of myself."

After a long while, he lit a cigarette, took a puff, stared at the burning butt, and asked, "Are you going to take action?"

Jiang Li felt a little disappointed. "If I don't take action, how can I live the life I want?"

Nan Jiaxu said, "They won't let this go."

Jiang Li's grip on the wooden railing gradually tightened, his eyes were so determined, "I won't give anyone the chance to step on me again."

Nan Jiaxu put out his cigarette and held out his hand, "Together!"

Although Jiang Li often disliked his hot-bloodedness and immaturity, they grew up together and had a deep friendship, so she cooperated with him. The two of them bumped shoulders, and this journey officially began.

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