Without experiencing real difficulties, you will never understand the true charm of money.
It can pave the way to a beautiful dream, or it can be a knife that kills without bloodshed.
Kunwazi was entangled in a thousand yuan, but Zhao Yulin did not think it was vulgar or stingy. This is the life of all kinds of people.
If you are a monk who practices in a wild temple, eating melons and vegetables every day and being self-sufficient, then you naturally don’t have to worry about the gold and silver of the secular world. But people
in the world of mortals have to do things in the world of mortals. Life is full of disturbances. How can you be indifferent to everything and have no desires?
People have different perspectives and seek different things. However, tracing back to the source, what people pursue in their lives is nothing more than fame, fortune and wealth.
Those who love money seek money, those who love power seek power, and those who love beauty think of beauty. Different preferences determine their respective pursuits, but they are all understandable.
The only difference is that some people worry about a few thousand yuan, and some worry about tens of millions. The essence of the fact is mutual dependence.
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The story of the small village is not turbulent. Zhao Yulin led his brother-in-law and the girls to stay here for two days, tasted the bacon of Abazhou, climbed the low mountains and crossed the stream, and went to the old site of the village.
Most of the houses collapsed, and some were buried by the rolling rocks and soil. Kunwazi didn't dare to go in, saying that there were many fellow villagers buried underneath who could not be dug out, which roughly meant that he was afraid of ghosts.
The village no longer looks like what it once was, but the traces of the disaster are still vivid.
Sun Leling asked Kunwazi, there are so many high mountains here, if there is another big earthquake, living at the foot of the mountain will easily be hit, why not move out and settle down in a more open area. Kunwazi
's answer is very interesting, saying that there are tall buildings everywhere in the city, and buildings are more likely to collapse than mountains. In comparison, it is better to stay in the hometown for safety. That nonchalant look is very similar to the general psychological attitude of other Sichuan people after experiencing disasters: you can't run away in a big earthquake, and you don't need to run away in a small earthquake.
They look at it very calmly, those who are destined to die will die, and those who can survive will live.
Another reason is that Kunwazi's adoptive parents have lived in this mountain range for many generations, and their bloodline has taken root, and they are unwilling to move to other places.
Two days later, Zhao Yulin and his group left in a big jeep, heading to another place along a narrow road. As for where they would go, no one had made a careful plan, and they just stopped and went wherever they came.
Perhaps in their memory, the outline of the small village would exist for a long time, and the simple Tibetans in the village would probably remember these city dwellers from the imperial capital for a long time, but in this village of a dozen buildings, from the first second after they left, there was no more information about them.
A stranger passing through a strange place, this is the feeling of traveling - the men and women in the jeep all agreed.
Sun Leling enjoyed the feeling of embarking on a journey again. She lay on the car window in the old posture, with the warm summer sun shining on her head and the wind filtered by the green mountains blowing in her face. Her bright eyes and charming hair fluttered gently, with a girl's innocent and romantic smile, her temperament was as poetic as a painting.
"What was your dream when you were a child?" She asked the people in the car, and then asked herself and answered: "My dream when I was a child was not to study medicine. I wanted to be a superman, flying in the sky very high every day, looking down from above, and seeing all the beautiful scenery in the world."
Zhou Caifeng said: "If you have time, I can introduce you to a friend who studies photography as a spare time."
"Okay, okay!"
Sun Leling smiled cheerfully.
A few sentences sounded illogical, but they could understand each other's hidden meaning and talked happily. Zhao Yulin, who was driving in the front seat, found it magical.
The car was moving a little slowly because the country road was getting narrower and narrower, but it was just enough for the leisurely girls in the car to enjoy the mountains and rivers on both sides of the road.
There are cool breezes in summer, snow in winter, flowers in spring and moon in autumn. It was midsummer now, and the most beautiful thing was the invisible wind. The wind blew across the cheeks and eyelids, touching the thousands of scenes in front of him, and also exuded a unique beauty.
Zhao Yulin did not have that kind of poetic sentiment. He concentrated on driving the car. Finally, after crawling for two hours, he saw a corner of the gas station from the shelter of the mountain pass in front.
The journey from Qing to Sichuan is long. Although he had prepared gasoline in the car, he did not expect that there would be such a long distance after leaving the small village. The tank was about to run out. Fortunately, the gas station appeared in time.
After getting the girls and Zhou Yi out of the car, Zhao Yulin drove the car into the gas station and turned into the supermarket inside to buy some snacks and functional drinks for the road.
It was very difficult to drive long distances without functional drinks to refresh himself. Even though he was in very good physical condition, he couldn't help but feel tired after concentrating for too long.
Just after he finished paying at the counter, his mobile phone rang after a long time of silence.
You can't answer the phone in the gas station, so Zhao Yulin had to run back to the car with two large boxes, pay for the gas, drive the car out and park it on the side of the road, and then take out his cell phone to answer the call.
It was an unfamiliar number, which was not surprising, because there were only a few numbers noted in his phone.
"Go ahead."
Zhao Yulin's tone was as stiff as ever when he answered the phone. "
Brother Tianlu is in a good mood to take the beauty out for a trip."
A man's voice came from the phone, speaking Mandarin, but the accent sounded awkward, as if there was a stick stuck in his mouth.
"What's the matter?"
Zhao Yulin's voice was still not gentle.
Normal people would not call him Tianluan, and those who call him Tianluan must not be normal people.
"I want to tell you something."
The other party spoke awkwardly, and his pronunciation was not accurate, which sounded even weirder: "The gas station next to you has installed a very powerful bomb. The remote control is in my hand. As long as I press it lightly, so much gasoline and diesel will be released. I don't need to explain the power to Brother Tianyan, right?"
The jeep was less than 200 meters away from the gas station. Once an explosion occurred, even if it could fly, it would definitely not be able to escape the range of firepower and would be directly blown up into the sky.
Zhao Yulin said in a low voice: "What do you want?"
Since the other party took the initiative to call, he naturally wanted to negotiate conditions, otherwise when they just approached the gas station, the other party could immediately detonate it and everything would be fine.
The person on the other end of the phone laughed, and what annoyed Zhao Yulin was that the guy had a nice voice when he laughed.
"It's so rare that Tianluo, who is known as the strongest fighter among the ten great soldiers, can also be in such an embarrassing situation." The man said.
At this time, Sun Leling and others had already got on the car and looked at him silently.
The voice came again on the phone: "I'm not afraid of your tricks, so I don't mind saying a few more words. After all, the people sitting in your car are a bunch of oil bottles who will only hold you back, not the mercenaries who temporarily teamed up with you on the battlefield in Afghanistan. Even if I tell you where the bomb is placed, do you dare to dismantle it?"
Zhao Yulin's long eyelashes drooped down, covering his pupils. He squinted his eyes habitually and said, "If you have any conditions, just say it."
The other party sighed: "You really have no awareness of being held hostage by someone. It's boring."
Zhao Yulin was very angry. He hadn't been threatened for a long time. This feeling was really uncomfortable. With his speed, even if the opponent immediately detonates the bomb, he can find the shelter in the shortest time and move to the shelter, trying to minimize the damage to himself, and the chance of survival is more than 70%.
But Sun Leling and the others can't escape, and the opponent obviously grasped his weakness.
"Tell me your conditions."
Zhao Yulin still spoke in a tough tone, with a lot of helplessness in the toughness.
The person on the other end of the phone stopped chatting with him and said, "Get off the car and walk to the small road behind the gas station. I'll wait for you at a place."
"Then what?" Zhao Yulin asked.
"Someone paid a lot of money to ask me to separate you from the person you want to protect," the other party said.
"Now that you are here, my mission is complete. I want to talk to you about some private matters. As for the people in your car, they can leave now. I won't kill them, but I can't guarantee that I won't kill them after we finish talking. I can't guarantee whether they will meet other people after they leave."
"Very good!"
Zhao Yulin gritted his teeth and hung up the phone.
Zhou Yidian, who was in the co-pilot's seat, asked hurriedly, "What's wrong, brother-in-law?"
Sitting in the same row, he saw Zhao Yulin's gloomy expression when he answered the phone. Even a fool would know that something was wrong.
Zhao Yulin shook his head and said nothing. He just turned his head to look at Sun Leling in the back seat, then looked at Zhou Caifeng, and finally looked at Chen Siyao, and said, "I have to get off the car to do something. You guys go find a place in the city to wait for me. I'll come to you when I'm done."
"What is it?"
Zhou Caifeng and Sun Leling asked in unison. Chen Siyao didn't open her mouth, but her eyes were also inquiring.
"It's a small matter."
Zhao Yulin said perfunctorily, turned around and pulled Zhou Yidian out of the car, walked to a place far away from the car, and reminded him: "You drive the rest of the way. Remember, no matter what happens on the road, don't stop, even if you encounter routine traffic police inspections, don't care, go directly to the city, find a place to park the car in the city, and then take your sister and the others to the most lively area. If I don't come back before dark, let Sun Leling call Mr. Sun and ask the Sun Group to send someone to pick you up."
These words scared Zhou Yidian's back and he said anxiously: "Brother-in-law, what's the matter! You are making a fuss!"
"Don't ask so many questions, just do what I say."
Zhao Yulin looked at the jeep, looked at the three girls in the car window who had already noticed something unusual, and said: "You have a good brain, you should be able to realize something. If they ask about it later, I don't need to teach you what to say."
"Is it dangerous?" Zhou Yidian asked.
Zhao Yulin thought about it, but still nodded and said: "After I leave, you will be the only man. This place is hopeless, and you can only rely on yourself. Don't let me down."
After saying that, he patted his brother-in-law on the shoulder twice.
Zhou Yidian returned to the car with a solemn expression. After a while, the jeep started and slowly left along the road. Zhou Caifeng looked through the car window and left a hesitant look.
As they went further and further away, the jeep's speed increased, becoming slower and slower until it finally disappeared at the end of the road.
Watching his brother-in-law and the girls walk away, Zhao Yulin closed his eyes, and his hand trembled as he took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket.
He closed his eyes and lit a cigarette, then he squinted and looked at the muddy road next to the gas station that led directly to the back, and a straight dragon of smoke came out of his nose.
Standing alone outside the gas station, the scorching heat shone from above, casting a shadow of neither long nor short on his side. The black shadow stagnated, and the moment the wind stopped, it exuded a bone-chilling coldness in the hot summer.