Xu Qinglang's car didn't go to the vegetable market,

before he left, Zhou zewen said that there are still fresh field chickens in the vegetable market?

That's right.

This point, if there is no advance appointment, it's hard to say whether you can buy it or not, let alone pursue something new.

But for the people who are becoming more and more stubborn and have gradually become gourmands, it's not appropriate for you to fool them with stale food.

Besides,

Xu Qinglang also eats with you,

if you want a person with more than 20 apartments to eat stale food with you,

neither the local government nor the real estate developers will agree!

Xu Qinglang parked his car near the pond. Not far ahead, there was a small river, surrounded by farmland.

The breeze came slowly, and the fields were fragrant;

Lao Xu leaned calmly on the door and smoked.

At the end of a cigarette,

Xu Qinglang took out two sacks from the trunk and threw them on the ground directly.

Then,

put your face on the side of the mirror.

It's not that he suddenly needs to make up,

doesn't want to see how his skin color is now,

it's not that he has nothing to do and wants to appreciate his beauty. He just looks at his face reflected in the mirror carefully,

at the same time,

begins a silent argument.

Unbridled!

No way!

Never!

No way!

Not good!

No!

Alas,

you

You

Insult!

Alas

This time!

Never again!

Then,

a cute little pheasant began to sing together and line up from the pond, from the farmland, and out of the river,

everyone took the initiative, happily and enthusiastically into the sack that Xu Niang had left on the ground.

The last few in seemed to want to make a button for the sack by themselves,

but they didn't succeed after a long busy life.

Xu Qinglang nodded with satisfaction, took two strings of rope to tie the sacks and put them in the trunk.

Looking back,

looking at the beautiful countryside around one day,

Xu Qinglang sat in the car,

took this beautiful gift from nature back.

…………

"Thank leaders at all levels for their concern for chenjiacun. I believe that the future of chenjiacun will be better and better!"

The TV in the library is broadcasting news.

In the picture, the old village head stands in front of the boundary stone at the entrance of the village and receives an interview from the TV station.

That day, it was a paper mill that entered Chenjia village.

In the picture, the old village head is in high spirits, and the boundary steles behind him are frequently seen in the mirror.

This is the old news of the past few years,

now it's played back,

it's really ironic.

The village accountant who has been lying underground for 16 years is unknown and ignored. It seems that everyone from top to bottom has acquiesced to the disappearance of this person, as if no such person has appeared at all.

Then,

on the boundary monument,

drama after drama is being meticulously performed,

to be performed from the beginning,

to produce the absolutely satirical works.

Zhou Ze took a bite of the pudding made by Yingying himself and said to himself:

"how can this kind of news be broadcast? Yingying, call and report it. Isn't it to smear the image of our whole city? It's really a lack of overall awareness. Let's get rid of it."

"All right, boss."

Yingying replied with a smile, but did nothing.

"And I said, you really have nothing to do?"

Zhou Ze stood in front of him with his fingers for a long time.

Qing shakes his head, yes, nothing to do.

An employee, in front of his boss, said he had nothing to do.

As a boss, Zhou Ze is not feeling well.

But he didn't dare to arrange anything for the celebration.

"Well, there are still many computers in the Internet cafe. The three of you, Liu Chuyu, will play a game together."

"They're all asleep, so I'm awake."

Obviously, Qing is not interested in games.

Zhou Ze sighed. He didn't know what to say.

At this time,

Xu Qinglang is back,A field chicken with two sacks in hand.

"Warbler, come on, give me a hand."

The chicken tastes good, but it's a bit cumbersome to deal with.

Zhou Ze pointed to Zhiqing and said, "go and help."

"Yes, it is."

In this way,

the former law enforcement team leader,

ran to the kitchen to skin and wash a group of field chickens.

Seeing that the time for dinner is coming, and Lao Dao has not come back, Zhou Ze has to put down half of his pudding and take out his cell phone to call Lao Dao.

"Hello, boss, I'm on my way. I'm coming back soon. Can I make it to dinner?"

"No rice over there?"

"Well, I guess it's too exciting for them.

The eldest daughter-in-law had a stroke. The second daughter-in-law suddenly had a heart attack. The third daughter-in-law fell down the stairs and had a fracture and was taken to the hospital;

then it seemed that there was something wrong with the seafood arranged in the previous birthday. Another group of grandchildren had a rash on their bodies, which was too sensitive and frightening.

I wanted to keep it for dinner, but nobody can do it if you want to. "

Zhou Ze touched the tip of his nose and said,

"come back then."

"All right, boss."

"Tomorrow I'll take the time to see them in the hospital and buy some presents."

"Ah, yes, boss.

In other words, boss, are they related to you before? "

"Why do you ask?"

"Nothing. I just think the boss is too kind and kind to them. You know, the men in their family do more than

"It's not ancient times. What kind of company are you doing? It's enough to punish those who break the law. Their families are still innocent."

"Alas, boss, you are kind-hearted. I can't be your boss."

"Well, come back for dinner earlier. There are grouse tonight."

Hang up the phone,

Zhou Ze stretches his back,

the white fox lying on the opposite sofa is doing the same action.

More than half of the hair on the forepart of Baihu Xian fell due to dryness,

later, she shaved the rest of the hair herself, and asked lawyer an to buy a pet dress for her.

"Hungry?"

Zhou Ze asked.

White fox nodded and yawned.

In the whole library, the laziest two are the boss and the white fox.

Others can always find something to do in their spare time.

those who like to farm, those who like to comfort big girls, those who like to fall in love,

only boss and white fox,

lie,

lie,

lie,

lie,

sit up at the dinner point.

"The meal is almost ready."

Yingying comes out with a bowl of chopsticks.

At this time, the city news broadcast finished, and began to switch to news broadcast.

"CCTV, CCTV, this is..."

"Boss, why do they say it twice?"

Asked the warbler, putting his chopsticks.

Zhou Ze picked up the remote control, clicked it, and said:

"Oh, this is a reminder that we need to change the channel."

…………

"Well, that's the case. Lao Wu, you can have a rest."

The provincial task force will take over the case, because the nature of the case is different.

Lao Zhang nodded and said nothing.

In his mind, in fact, is still echoing the old village head when he was arrested that sentence.

Sixteen years have passed,

one has been interviewed and held many ceremonies on the boundary monument for several times,

one has been under the boundary monument as if forgotten by the whole world to the collective,

in fact,

as an old criminal police, Lao Zhang knows that there are very few criminals who are really guilty of killing people.

When you see them crying in front of the TV camera,

it's not that they are regretting,

it's not that they shed the same tears of regret as novelists do,

the real reason is very simple,

they are afraid of death.

But the old village head obviously doesn't belong to this category. He has lived enough and enjoyed what he should enjoy. Anyway, he hasn't lived for several years, so there is no regret.

And he intended to take all the blame, and his three sons would be as holy as a white lotus, out of the mud and not stained.When Lao Zhang walked out of the office and passed the door of the interrogation room, his pace suddenly slowed down.

He suddenly had a convulsion in the corner of his mouth. In his eyes, blood began to appear.

At this moment,

he suddenly wanted to rush in and kill people,

to kill people by means of all kinds of extreme torture that he could think of.

It's almost an instinct, but at the moment, this instinct doesn't know why it's magnified infinitely.

Lao Zhang didn't dare to stay here, but rushed into the next bathroom, turned on the tap and slapped the cold water on his face.

"Whoo..."

He took a heavy breath,

Lao Zhang raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.

All of a sudden, he felt that he looked terrible in the mirror, like a fierce beast on the edge of a rampage.

At this time,

in the mirror,

on the other side of one's body,

appears a unicorn with blue color throughout the body,

in the unicorn's eyes,

with pure and clear brightness.

"I What's wrong with me? "

Unicorn didn't speak.

"What's the matter with me?"

Lao Zhang was a little flustered and shouted at the unicorn in the mirror.

Unicorn eyes, suddenly began to drip blood.

Lao Zhang's eyes are wide open,

then,

he feels his eyes are also itchy,

lower his head,

he sees blood drops dropping,

ticking,

ticking,

looking up again,

looking at himself in the mirror,

blood,

has covered his whole face,

< br A very exaggerated speed spread wildly.

"No No What's the matter What's the matter... "

Zhang subconsciously stepped back a few steps, and naturally he knew what was sealed in his body.

But he can't be the boss and win hook like a close friend,

or Xu Niang's degree of forcing the sea god to catch the pheasant,

now he is very confused and scared.

At this time,

in the mirror,

the expressionless Unicorn continues to flow blood expressively,

then,

it seems that there is a crisp sound in the dark,

the unicorn's head,

falls down