Chapter 81: Poetry and distance

Jinsha District, Jinsha Park, this is an area where the magic capital is relatively close to the border, and Jinsha Park was built for more than ten years. According to rumors, the main political leaders at that time wanted to create a leisure holiday entertainment industry here, but only later The land acquisition stopped because of some problems.
After the district governor left, the area became uninterested. At that time, Luoyang Zhigui's premises became uninterested.
Therefore, the residents here are full of remorse. If they agreed to requisition the land at the time, they could at least get one or two houses and a generous compensation in the urban area.
When Ling Chuchu came here driving a luxury car, especially when he came to Miantang Village, he attracted the attention of many residents along the way.
"stop!"
Sitting in the co-pilot position, he kept watching Fang Ming's sudden opening through the window, Ling Chu Chu braked, and the car stopped securely at the entrance of the village.
"Geng metal fire, wood whiskers, it should be here."
Fang Ming's eyes fell on a maple leaf forest not far away. It was the maple leaf forest in Jinsha Park, but it was not yet the season when the maple leaves became red.
"Lao Sha, if I am not wrong, your daughter-in-law should be nearby, go down and ask."
Lao Sha showed excitement and anticipation on his face. He held a photo tightly in his hand. It was a photo of his wife, which was taken three years ago.
This photo Fang Ming has seen before, Lao Sha's wife is sitting in a wheelchair, and Lao Sha is pushing the wheelchair behind. Lao Sha has a happy expression on his face, but his wife has no expression on her face, but it looks very It is gentle and elegant.
However, judging from the photos, Lao Sha's wife is still very beautiful. Even if she is almost 40 years old, her skin is still fair and smooth. If you look at her face, everyone may feel sorry when she sees Lao Sha's wife. A flower was inserted in the cow dung.
According to Lao Sha's words, it was indeed his advantage that his wife could marry him, because her daughter-in-law was clever since she was a child, but because of the inconvenience of legs and feet, she just didn't study because of junior high school.
But even so, her daughter-in-law did not give up. At home, she studied literature, wrote poems, wrote articles, and joined their local writing association to become a poet and writer.
His wife looks good and talented. It seems to Laosha that he can marry his daughter-in-law. He does everything including washing clothes and cooking. His daughter-in-law just reads books on the Internet at home every day, and then writes and writes articles.
In Lao Sha's account, Fang Ming had a picture in his heart: a man in the mountains who hadn't read the book honestly and suddenly married a beautiful and talented woman. Although the woman's body was stubborn, the man still thought it was heaven Nostalgia for him, so he gave everything to the woman, as long as it was the woman’s request, no matter what kind of request, he would try his best to meet it.
The three of Fang Ming got out of the car and there was a family on the roadside. An old man in his seventies was sitting under a big tree and took a fan to cool off.
"Go, ask in the past."
Fang Ming led Lao Sha toward the old man, but Ling Chuchu on the side was hesitant at this moment, because now she has two judgments in her heart that cannot be determined.
First, she judged that Fang Ming might have seen Lao Sha's wife, and knew that Lao Sha's wife was here. Everything before was acting.
However, there is a big loophole in this judgment. That is why Fang Ming did this. As long as he takes Lao Sha to find Lao Sha's wife, this ginseng belongs to him. There is no need to do anything more.
The second judgment is that Fang Ming was really the old sandal wife who was found by the same means of seeing flowers in the fog, but this is too ridiculous, so you can find a missing person by throwing a few coins. It's not the same as the gods on TV.
There were doubts in her heart, so Ling Chuchu said nothing along the way. She decided to stare carefully at every move of Fang Ming. Any small details would not be overlooked, because no matter how cunning the fox will always be exposed. The tail of the fox.
"Uncle, ask someone, have you seen this woman?"
Fang Ming stepped forward, showed her daughter-in-law the old man in the photo in Lao Sha's hand, and then said: "Is it a bit inconvenient to sit in a wheelchair with legs and feet?"
"This woman..."
The old man's eyes were not particularly good. He stared at the photo for a while, but when Fang Ming said that when he was in a wheelchair, his expression changed. "There really is a woman who looks almost the same as the woman in the photo."
Hearing the old man's answer, Laosha's emotions on the side began to become agitated. Ling Chuchu's pretty face also had a strange color, but Fang Ming looked normal, because this was what he expected.
"Thank you uncle, can the uncle tell us where the woman lives here?" Fang Ming continued to ask.
"Follow the maple leaf forest and go there. There is a log cabin there. The woman had lived in the log cabin before, but it has been a long time since I saw her. What do you know about the woman and how is it related to her?"
The old man asked curiously, and Lao Sha on the side couldn't help but replied first: "That's my wife."
"Your wife?"
The old man seemed to notice Laosha at this time, and quickly shook his head, "This is impossible."
"How is it impossible? In this picture is my wife and I. Look at the picture I took with my wife while standing behind the wheelchair."
Laosha immediately refuted the old man’s words, yes, this wasn’t the first person said, but those who said did not know that her daughter-in-law was disabled, but they laughed at how he might get married. To such a beautiful wife.
The old man seemed to think of something and didn't say it again. He just looked at Laosha in a strange way, and finally sighed heavily and stopped talking.
"Once Lao Sha, since the uncle has said where your daughter-in-law is, then [Biquge www.baquku.com], we can just find it."
Fang Ming stopped Lao Sha, who wanted to argue with the old man, followed the old man to say thank you, and walked towards the maple forest.
As the old man said, at the end of the maple forest passing through the park, there are several log cabins. Under the maple forest, these log cabins are like a paradise, clean and elegant.
"Your daughter-in-law is quite a picky place." Ling Chuchu looked at the faces of these small wooden houses with appreciation. As a wealthy man, he lived in various luxury villas and hotels, but like this disclosure It's really not how much I lived in a small and fresh house that resembled a rural style.
"People living in the city yearn for the rural life in the countryside, and people living in the countryside yearn for the prosperity in the city. As some literati said, people in the wall want to go out, and people outside the wall envy the life in the wall."
Fang Ming rarely responded to Ling Chuchu's words formally, which made Ling Chuchu a little surprised because she didn't expect Fang Ming to take care of her.
"The wooden house, the woods, and chopping wood to feed the horses, this is quite in line with the life that young women of art and literature yearn for."
Fang Ming sighed. He would sigh also because of a piece of news that he saw recently, saying that a white-collar worker in a city ran to the country to buy a piece of land, and then built a wooden house there, and ran every weekend. Went there for a day.
When the news came out, many people in the city envied the female white-collar worker who could enjoy the rural life, but Fang Ming didn't know what to say when he saw the news.
Yes, there are many people who yearn for poetry and distance, but if you let these people live in the countryside for a week, you can’t stand it. What’s more, this female white-collar wooden house was built by a master, and the vegetable garden was also reclaimed by the vegetable farmers. All she did was water the vegetable garden.
This is not idyllic life, this is idyllic sightseeing life.
However, at the moment, Lao Sha didn't listen to the dialogue between Fang Ming and Ling Chuchu at all. His entire attention was focused on the clothes rail in front of a wooden house.
"This is my wife's dress." Lao Sha pointed at the dress and said excitedly.
PS: The update time of the next chapter may be a bit late. Now I will go to HN TV to attend the author's annual meeting. It is estimated that it will come back at ten o'clock.