Chapter 245

At this time, Fang Ze, who was still at home thinking about how to fool fan Qing next, really didn't expect that fan Qing, an old lady who opened a children's clothing store alone, actually had the identity of a web writer.

Although it's only the kind that is not famous for playing tickets, she added some fantasy elements to the intersection between herself and Fang Ze in her novel, and she hasn't told Fang Ze yet.

By Wednesday, Xiao Hei came to me.

"Hey, why is Laurie here again?" After Xiao Hei came into Fang Ze's house, he saw Xiao Huaying with a small schoolbag on his back.

"That." Just as Fang Ze wanted to answer, Xiao Hei waved Fang Ze to stop saying, "I know, my friend's daughter, stay here for a few days, right?"

"Right, right, right." Fang Ze looked at Xiao hei and nodded hurriedly, then asked, "how did you know?"

"How do you think I know?" Xiao Hei asked Fang Ze ridiculously, "if you had such a girl who took her friend's and relative's little Lori back to the upstairs of her home every three to five, you would probably know."

"I'm not busy, so they all like to leave their children to me when they are busy."

"Come on, I think it's you sick dead lolly who kept crying and asking others to send the baby." Xiao Hei touched his chin and looked at Fang Ze and said, "as you like Laurie so much, it's not good to have a baby with Lin Xiaoxin in a hurry. It's not good to always borrow someone else's Laurie."

"Lin Xiaoxin is still a year away from graduation." Fang Ze pie pie mouth said, "if people still miss a graduate student, I can't let people hold their children to study."

"That's true, but Lin Xiaoxin is still a Laurie. At least she has a shelf life of several years, which is enough for you, a pervert..."

"Cough." Fang Ze saw that the guy Xiaohei was getting worse as he talked. He quickly coughed and interrupted his speech, and then asked, "we'd better hurry to find Lao Lao, and don't talk nonsense here."

"Also, hurry up." Xiao Hei waved and asked Fang Ze and Xiao Huaying to follow him downstairs, where a jeep had already stopped.

"Is it difficult to walk in the old chicken farm? Why did you change your jeep?"

"The road is OK, just want to drive a jeep." Xiao Hei opened the door and asked Fang Ze to hold xiaohuaying in the car, and then said to Fang Ze, "but there are many mountains near him. If Lao Lao is in a good mood when I see it, let's go to the nearby mountains for barbecue."

After listening to Xiao Hei's words, Fang Ze looked behind the jeep and found that there were a lot of barbecue materials. It was estimated that the barbecue rack was all in the trunk.

"I envy you." Fang Ze leaned his head on the back chair and said, "every day is eating, drinking, and playing. It's simply the perfect template for life in my dream."

"Come on." Xiao Hei said, "everyone has their own difficulties. Do you think it's easy for me to live?"

"Why is it not easy for you to live?"

"I have to work hard every day to find something I haven't played with. I have to think about how to spend my boring life every day. Is it easy for me to live strong with a smile?"

"I, I." Fang Ze looked at Xiaohei with nothing to say, and then slapped Xiaohei on the head, "why don't you die?"

Xiao Hei drove the car with three people through the suburbs and came to a rural intersection.

"The old chicken farm is here." Fang Ze looked through the window at the dilapidated bungalows that occasionally passed here, and then said, "it looks a little too shabby here."

"In the rural areas in the past, people have gone to big cities now, so there are basically no people here. The place with the most people here is the chicken farm where Lao Lao Lao hired people who are unwilling to leave. It is estimated that if it weren't for these old people, he would have closed the chicken farm and left."

As they talked, they soon turned around a pile of low bungalows. The doors of many houses were covered with dust. It was obvious that no one had come back for a long time.

"People here have gone to the city to make a living, and I don't know whether those old people can get used to living." Fang Ze sighed.

"Those who are used to living or not have to adapt themselves. After all, the wheel of history rotates, and those who can't keep up will be crushed into slag. All human nostalgia for the past era stems from the hypocrisy of fear for the future." Xiao Hei satirized mercilessly.

"I didn't expect you to say such philosophical words."

"What is affectation? It's called fact."

The three people continued to move forward and walked through an intersection. Suddenly, three people and a car appeared in front of them.

In front of the car was an old man in old-fashioned workers' blue clothes and two young men, a man and a woman.

"That old man seems to be from an old chicken farm. I've seen him." Xiao Hei pointed to the old man in front and said, "but I don't know the two young people next to him."

Fang Ze opened Athena's vision easily because he was a little bored after a long drive.

The old man Fang Ze doesn't know, but the man and woman Fang Ze are very familiar.

This is the man and woman who last met at the gate of Sicheng private villa and wanted to walk up the mountain in the name of interview. It is said that Lin Xiaoxin is still an intern reporter of their school.

And I don't know what the three of them are doing, but looking at the expression, the old man seems to be very excited, and he is arguing fiercely with that pair of men and women.

So Fang Ze said to Xiaohei, "I know the man and woman when the car drives past. They should be struggling with the old man."

"OK, I'll go and see what happened."

Xiao Hei's Jeep leaned over and finally heard what the three people were saying.

"Old man, this is the camera. Can you say a few words about criticizing the current rural dilapidated scene?"

"Criticism, why criticism." This old man is a standard farmer, with wrinkles on his face and dark skin. At first glance, he knows that he is a person who has suffered before.

"This is your former home, how prosperous it used to be." The female trainee reporter said to the old man, "you see, now it has become such a dilapidated look, can't you feel heartache?"

"Without heartache, the old man shook his head decisively."

Um.

The two trainee reporters were stunned at that time.

This old man doesn't play cards according to the routine.

So the female trainee reporter then asked, "why don't you feel heartache? This is your home. Look, now there are only you old people left here, not even a young person."

"The children have gone to work and live in the city. It's good in the city. It's a good thing that the children can stand there. What heartache do I have?"