Chapter 174: Twenty years of wind and rain, Xiaoqu, children go home

Chapter 174 Twenty Years of Wind and Rain, Xiaoqu, Children Go Home
The orchestra suddenly lost two people.
However, they are all very experienced people. Although Fang Jiping left, Fang Ruchang suddenly disappeared, but the orchestra's people discussed it and continued to complete the next performance.
Of course, this is indispensable to the request of Miss Zhang Zhangrui, Miss Zhang, who is not able to find a replacement orchestra?
Besides, in this case, if you can only play music through the sound, it will be too perfunctory.
The next step is dancing.
This is a Western-style banquet. The first dance is of course to be jumped by the host.
Zhang Yurui came to Mrs. Zhang's wife... Zhang did not have a male, this kind of match is somewhat weird, so Zhang Yurui also specially put on a men's tuxedo.
The guests consciously drawn out a circular space, let the two slowly step on the rhythm.
Outside the crowd, the club owner who once again fell into the barriers of people’s perceptions quietly took a glass of water... The story is very long. The whole story is said, but it will actually be dry.
"Master, Fang Ruchang often took Wu Qiubin in the parking lot."
Luo Qiu nodded. He suddenly looked at the Black Soul No. 9, and he said: "I just said that I want to send a gift from Zhang Yurui."
Black Soul 9 is a glimpse. He doesn't know what his new owner is about to mention this thing.
However, Luo Qiu slammed a ring finger at this time.
The black soul of the black robe on the 9th gradually faded the black smoke, and put on a black and white tuxedo, fully exposed.
The hair even combed a big back without a trace.
This is a young but not a handsome face, but the face is a little pale. Looking at the incomprehensible look of the Black Soul 9, Luo Qiu did not speak.
He just took a white napkin from the side, folded it in his hand, folded it, and then slowly stuffed it on the chest pocket of the black soul No. 9 at this time.
Luo Qiu laughed and took a pocket, and made it tidy. Only then, "Go, go and dance with Zhang Lilanfang. It is a gift I gave her... but you can't talk."
The Black Soul No. 9 glimpsed, and he felt that the new owner’s command had some meaning that he could not think of.
But...and dance with Zhang Lilanfang in the dance floor?
Why... Is there an impulse to jump?
He walked slowly among the crowd, and he could not see the astounding eyes around him. Just in a dance dance, quietly replaced Zhang Yurui, and immediately appeared in front of Zhang Li Lanfang.
Just finished a revolving Zhang Yurui at this time looked at a sudden burst of a figure, interrupted her next dance steps.
Whoever is not ignorant at this time has come out – even if there is a courtesy of exchanging dance partners in the Western dance, it is obviously not the first dance.
Unexpectedly, her grandmother, at this moment, looked at the young man who came out, and her eyes became blurred.
Without speaking, the Black Soul 9 just gently picked up Zhang Li Lanfang's palm and approached him.
Subconsciously, Mrs. Zhang did not even resist, but followed the footsteps of the other side, slowly moving in the dance floor and slowly moving.
There is no such good-looking pace.
What kind of emotion is that? Zhang Yurui has never seen it in her grandmother... then what?
She suddenly felt that she could not integrate into the dance steps of the man and her grandmother. She even felt that at this moment, all the people who existed here seemed to be superfluous.
Did not speak.
Black Soul 9 and Zhang Li Lanfang just looked at each other silently. They didn't leave the other side for a moment... until a waltz has been played.
The other one also sounded at this time.
The first dance was over, and then the dance of everyone. The guests came to their own dance steps and began to screw into the dance floor.
I was immersed in an unforgettable touch, Zhang Li Lanfang, for a moment, like when she returned to her youth for decades.
However... I don’t know when there is no one around her.
Like a dream, this dance has been smashed.
The old lady was lost, and the line of sight looked around blindly, but there was no way to find the man who suddenly broke in.
"grandmother……"
Zhang Yurui came to Zhang Li Lanfang's side. "The one who just got is..."
Zhang Li Lanfang shook his head subconsciously, and his complex look, but said to himself: "This is perhaps the best birthday present I have received today."
I will give your grandmother a gift as a compensation.
Subconsciously, Miss Zhang Da remembered the mysterious classmate who had spoken casually.
It won't...
......
......
Fang Jiping rushed all the way, accompanied by his girlfriend Xiaoman to the hospital.
Perhaps it is awkward, standing outside the hospital, Fang Jiping has a hesitation that he dare not go in. Xiaoman grabbed Fang Jiping’s palm at the moment:
You are at the meeting, so many people dare to say their own life. Didn’t they come here but dare to go in?

Fang Jiping smiled a bit and took a deep breath, then took Xiaoman's hand and walked into the hospital.
However, when he came to the general ward, Fang Jiping and Xiao Man did not see Yang Ping who was originally in the hospital bed. Not only did Yang Ping disappear, but the cloth bag was gone.
"How could this be... When I left, people were still here, not waking up." Xiaoman stunned and looked around in confusion.
Fang Jiping saw a nurse girl who was planning to come in and explored outside the corridor. She quickly went up and asked, "Girl, I want to ask, what about the big lady on the bed?"
"Hey? I was still there when I was out? Where are you going?" The nurse girl was also confused.
At this time, a child lying on the bed next to the book suddenly said: "This aunt just woke up and said that she was going to find his son and went out and ran."
"This..." Fang Jiping stunned and looked at his girlfriend subconsciously.
Xiaoman quickly grabbed Fang Jiping's palm and said: "We shouldn't have gone far, let's find it separately!"
......
No, the hospital did not.
There is no outside the hospital.
In the crowd, there was no sweat in the crowd, and Fang Jiping and Xiao Man were still unable to find out about Yang Ping.
"She is alone, her health is not good... Where can I go?" Fang Jiping knocked on the trunk of the road and looked worried.
"Selling popsicles, delicious old popsicles~ selling popsicles, delicious old popsicles... Sir, miss, do you want a little popsicle?"
A little brother with a cap and a small insulated box on his body shouted all the way. This time he came to Fang Jiping and Xiao Man.
Fang Jiping has a mood to eat old popsicles?
He was annoyed to drive this little brother away, but suddenly he moved. "Give me two.... But my brother, I asked you something, you have never seen an aunt, you should be wearing a patient's clothes." ?Slim and a little hunchback."
"Yes! I just bought two popsicles for me."
"Where?" Fang Jiping suddenly grabbed the brother's hands and asked.
The little brother pointed to the front and said: "Hey, I just met at the corner of the front corner, I don't know if I have gone far."
"Thank you!"
Say, Fang Jiping quickly ran towards the direction pointed by the little brother. The little brother quickly said: "Sir, you haven't found zero yet!"
"No!" Xiaoman quickly followed up, and then he looked back at the little brother who sold the popsicle.
She suddenly stopped and hesitated. Looking at the little brother who sold the popsicle, frowned. "Sir, have I seen you somewhere?"
"Is there?" The little brother who sold the popsicle pressed the cap and said with a smile: "There should be no... Ah, the gentleman is far away."
Xiaoman looked back and saw it.
"Think of it... This seems to be the little brother who posted the flyer downstairs yesterday?" She turned around and looked at it. "What about people?"
......
......
Auntie sat under the tree like this, and there was an office building nearby. There was no one at this point.
Quietly.
When Fang Jiping ran, he saw Yang Ping bow his head at this moment, holding the old cloth bag and gently stroking it, seeming to be talking about something.
Step by step, he went to Yang Ping.
I heard what Yang Ping said.
In fact, what is said is not a word, just a very old little song, a lot of women from the former mountain village will sing a minor tune, used to sleep for children.
She seems to be completely immersed in her own world as if she had not seen anyone before her. Gently shake the cloth bag on your hand, then take a small wave from your arms and gently shake it.
"Tiger baby, sleep, mother's tiger baby, good boy..."
Watching Yang Ping bow his head and take a kiss on the cloth bag, Fang Jiping instantly red eyes.
He squatted on the ground, his hands trembling to grab Yang Ping's palm, deeply attached to his face, sobbing and unable to speak.
Yang Ping did not seem to see it, and the little song in the mouth was not interrupted.
Obsessed with obsession.
"You don't recognize me..." Fang Jiping looked up and said with difficulty.
Auntie seemed to stop and squinted her head. She suddenly looked at Fang Jiping. It seemed to be hesitant. Finally, she pulled out an old popsicle that had not been opened from her arms. "Children don't cry, I invite you. Eat popsicles? But you can only eat one, and there is a tiger that I want to leave for me."
It has already melted and become wet and wet.
Reaching for the popsicle, he squatted on the ground and hugged it. Fang Jiping lowered his head and curled up. His head was low on the masonry on the ground, and he screamed in pain.
Say something.
"mother!"
"Children don't cry."
Yang Ping reached out and touched Fang Jiping's head in a moment, as if he felt the softness of his bag. I don't know why, there is a smile on her face.
Only she was gently singing the little songs in the mountains, touching Fang Jiping's head and feeling the cloth bag in her arms, like in her world, when there was more than one person.
Twenty years of wind and rain, Xiaoqu, the children go home.
(End of this chapter)