Mr. Zhang found his voice: "Mu Rongfeng, a man who always talks about cheating, will break his legs if he dares to come to you again."
After saying that, he turned his eyes and fell on Sheng Yuxiao: "Did I wake you up?"
Sheng Yuxiao was much calmer now, and quickly reached out to pour Mr. Zhang a cup of tea: "Don't get angry yet..."
Mr. Zhang did not take the tea and said coldly: "What you just thought about, can you understand it?"
"There are some things I don't understand."
"Um?"
"You also know that Xiaoya and I met too early. When she was in junior high school, I felt lost because I felt that she was alienated from me. Now, I don't want her to be with Mu Bai. At that time, I didn't want her to be with Mu Bai. Is there really any difference in the loss?"
"Wait, what's going on with Mu Bai here?" The old gentleman frowned.
Sheng Yuxiao recounted what Mu Rongfeng said at the birthday party that day.
The old gentleman was really angry this time. He snatched the teacup from Sheng Yuxiao's hand and knocked it hard on the table. The teacup shattered and the tea overflowed.
"Mu Rongfeng! I should break his legs! He farts! He farts! Does he want to die? That is my precious granddaughter! She is Xi Nian's only daughter! Is he worthy of the Mu family?"
"What a wealthy family, go to hell, does Xiaoya need his little money? Those dirty things they do, don't even think about getting involved in Xiaoya for the rest of your life!"
"The duckling's other half should be someone who will always be loyal to her and will never waver in his love for her!"
Sheng Yuxiao reached out and picked up the broken porcelain pieces in front of Mr. Zhang.
Mr. Zhang noticed his actions, took a breath and calmed down a little.
He looked at Sheng Yuxiao's hands.
These hands grabbed the duckling from the mud ditch.
...Always loyal to her, always loving her and never wavering.
Yes there is one.
From the beginning, there was no interest involved.
A connection that does not rely on blood ties.
There is no lust for adult men and women.
From a long time ago, Mr. Zhang was actually very sure that when he was completely too old to move anymore, he would have no choice but to die.
Sheng Yuxiao will also stay with Xiaoya.
Just like many years ago, before anyone found the duckling, he stood firmly by the duckling's side...
Sheng Yuxiao poured another cup of tea for Mr. Zhang.
This time he took it.
"Have you ever been in love?" Mr. Zhang asked.
Sheng Yuxiao said: "No."
Mr. Zhang: "You didn't like anyone when you were in school?"
Sheng Yuxiao: "It's not interesting."
“……”
Mr. Zhang wiped his face. You still have to rely on me, right?
"Xiaoya's grandma and I have known each other since we were in the children's group when we were young. It was a deep friendship since we were young! Later, when we grew up, she thought I died in the war, so she built a monument for me and gave it to me every year. Burning incense, that kind of yellow paper, must have my name written on it, she is afraid that I will not receive it in the underworld, and will be bullied because I have no money to spend."
"Later, when I came back, I cried when I saw the monument. I didn't know why I cried. She told me that other people's family members burned paper for them, and she was afraid that even if they wrote my name, I would I can’t receive what she burned, and she doesn’t count as anyone to me.”
"At that time, her family asked her to go see someone. I thought I should help her see someone. She was so affectionate and kind to me, but I ended up being picky and irritating, which made her angry. Later, she didn't want to talk to me. Whenever she doesn’t see me, I keep dreaming about her, every day.”
"Then later, I have to go on a military mission again. This time I am afraid that I will die outside. I am so afraid that I have nightmares every night. I always feel that I am really dead outside, so she will pick one of those crooked melons and cracked dates. get married."
"I was young and naive at that time. All I could think about was, if this happened, I wouldn't be willing to die. My ghost would come back and lie in front of her window."
"But I'm afraid that if I die, I won't even have the soul of the wronged person, and I won't be able to look at her again as a ghost. You know, this is love."
Sheng Yuxiao was a little shocked after hearing this, and her throat moved: "Grandpa Zhang, I understand."
Mr. Zhang wiped the corners of his eyes: "Oh, in order to teach you, kid, you made me cry."
Mr. Zhang then said in a solemn tone: "Then there is another question I have to ask you."
"You say."
"Little Duck is close to you now, but what if it's just because of thanking you for everything you did in Lijia Village?"
Mr. Zhang paused for a moment, stared at his expression, and said cruel words slowly: "What if... you just have a unilateral idea, and Xiaoya has no such idea?"
Sheng Yuxiao clenched her fingers.
The little duck's words "If it's better than him, that's enough, right?" came to mind again.
He lowered his gaze and said in a tight tone: "It will always be the same as it was originally. The little duck won't know what I have been thinking about."
"In other words, you still protect her as you did in the past? Put her in an important position?"
"Um."
"Then every time you see her, you have to resist the urge to ask for something but don't get it. Can you resist it?"
"The reason why humans are human is that they have more endurance than animals."
Mr. Zhang smiled: "Is it that easy to bear? I really like it, it is scratching my heart and lungs, tossing and turning, and nothing seems right from now on."
"At least... I can still see people." The corners of Sheng Yuxiao's mouth tightened.
"Oh, your consciousness is high." Mr. Zhang commented.
He paused and then continued: "I went to see Xiaoya's grandma before I left. I told her, why don't we get married. In this way, if she burns paper for me, I will definitely receive it."
"She agreed."
"But the next day, I regretted it. I thought I was a bastard. If I really died, she would be a widow. She is so good, why should she be a widow for me?"
"Missing and exclusiveness are love, so why isn't tolerance?"
Mr. Zhang exhaled and stood up: "I have to go back and give her some incense."
Call him selfish, but he was indeed very satisfied with Sheng Yuxiao's answer.
Of course he prefers his granddaughter.
He hoped that even if Xiaoya didn't have that intention for Sheng Yuxiao, Sheng Yuxiao would remain true to his original intention and prefer Xiaoya forever.
After Mr. Zhang left, Sheng Yuxiao sat there alone for a long time.
If the duckling didn't have the same idea as him...
How can I make myself endure it?
Then personally select some outstanding rich second generations for her. When her eyes pass over them... it will be a desensitization exercise again and again.
Desensitize until one day.
Those unavailable emotions can be locked up intact.
This is not difficult, Sheng Yuxiao.
he said to himself.
On the contrary, his fingers on the edge of the table became harder and turned white.
*
The other end.
Qiu Lan and his wife quickly figured out what was going on.
Qiu Lan asked: "In other words, now, you are going to try to control the plane to land?"
Zhang Ruoshui nodded, unbuckled his seat belt and pushed the captain, who was missing a head, aside.
Qiu Lan and his wife were always out on inspections. They had experienced many harsh environments and had seen strong winds and waves, but when their eyes fell on the headless captain, they couldn't help but feel a chill.
The little duck is awesome.
He could actually sit in the seat where the captain had sat without changing his expression.
"How are you doing, little girl?" Someone poked his head over and asked, "Can you drive?"
"Try it." Zhang Ruoshui answered conservatively.
The man frowned and said, "Try? This is not a good answer. So many lives cannot be tried..."
Qiu Lan interrupted him: "Then can you drive?"
The man was stunned for a moment: "I don't know how, but..."
"Then shut up." Qiu Lan stopped him, "If you really want to help, maybe you can try to find on the radio whether there are any pilots who retreated in fighter jets, although the probability is very low."
The man had a dark face and stopped talking. He really went to the broadcasting control room.
After half a minute of searching for him through the broadcast, he failed to find a retired pilot, and the mood in the cabin became even more out of control.
Because of this announcement, the passengers sitting in the back suddenly realized... something happened to the captain! The plane is losing control!
Listening to the messy sounds behind.
Zhang Ruoshui took the time to look back: "Where is the stewardess?"
"Miss, I'm here." The flight attendant straightened her messy hair and raised a pair of red eyes.
"Reassure the passengers and tell them that we have found a replacement pilot. We will hover in the air for one to two hours, reduce the aircraft's fuel weight to a landing level, and then land."
"Okay, okay." The stewardess responded and turned around to make the announcement.
Qiu Lan grabbed her: "Wait, let's find another person."
The stewardess was stunned for a moment.
Qiu Lan said: "The voice you just answered her with was trembling. When it is transmitted through the microphone, your panic will only be doubled."
The stewardess murmured: "But, but who is not panicking?"
She looked at Qiu Lan: "You? You try? Can you try?"
Qiu Lan shook his head and looked at Zhang Ruoshui's back: "Little duck, is it convenient to leave the console now? You can broadcast."
Zhang Ruoshui was stunned for a moment after hearing this: "Me?"
"Your voice is young, calm, clear, firm, and most importantly, it sounds nice."
Qiu Lan paused for a moment: "Does it sound a little strange? But this is the characteristic of human beings. When hearing a pleasant voice, they will instinctively stop and listen carefully to what she said."
"Female hosts of wartime broadcasts are all specially selected. Their mesmerizing voices can make people disperse their minds, and their firm voices can give people endless hope... This is the magical place about people."
Zhang Ruoshui lowered his eyes and looked at the dashboard.
At this time, Xu Huishan noticed that Wei Wenqing was a little anxious.
But he was speechless.
Wei Wenqing's hands were firmly pressing on Wei Zhen, and he did not dare to let go, so he could not assist in making any sound.
Xu Huishan quickly went over and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wei Wenqing tapped his chin and then lowered his gaze.
Xu Huishan understood: "You can't hold it down by yourself, right?" Xu Huishan quickly pressed his hand down.
Wei Wenqing took advantage of the situation and withdrew his strength, walked quickly to Zhang Ruoshui, and the device sounded: "Little duck, I can drive."
Zhang Ruoshui, just like when he was a child, would slightly widen his eyes when he was surprised.
She quickly gave up her seat to Wei Wenqing, just in time to replace the stewardess on the broadcast.
But over there, Xu Huishan suffered an old sin: "Oh, oh, oh, oh, I can't hold it anymore! Qiu Lan! Help me!"
His colleagues rushed over to press on him and looked for ropes everywhere.
This group of high-minded people suddenly started swearing: "Why is Cao Cao Cao harder to control than a pig?"
The unhelpful passenger stared at this scene blankly, and then realized that a young girl and a thin mute had just cooperated to restrain this man in two or two times. What an awesome thing it was!
"Hello, passengers, you should be wondering what happened now. Listen to me..." Zhang Ruoshui's voice suddenly rang through the radio.
As Qiu Lan said, the cabin was indeed strangely quiet.
Her voice is not only clear, but also extremely penetrating.
When you close your eyes, you can immediately think of tiny buds breaking through the soil, overflowing with vitality.
*
In the early hours of the morning, Sheng Yuxiao closed the curtains and sat under the lamp, with the dim light shining on his face.
He rubbed the back of the phone, estimating the time and preparing to call Xiaoya and ask her if she had landed.
It should be daytime over there.
But the phone rang first.
"Hello? Uncle?"
"I didn't receive a call from your uncle to report that he was safe..."
Sheng Yuxiao's chest tightened: "What airline did they fly on? I'll have someone check it out."
"I have checked and found that the flight has not arrived at the landing airport yet, and no other information can be found. I suspect that something happened, and the airline has covered up the matter! There is no relevant news at all now..."
Sheng Yuxiao immediately called Wei Wenjun after hanging up the phone.
It’s faster to check with multiple parties!
"What flight?" Wei Wenjun asked.
"Flying to Peru..." Sheng Yuxiao hadn't finished speaking.
Wei Wenjun's tone changed: "Flying to Peru? Are you sure?" He reported a series of flight numbers and said urgently: "Is this it? The little duck is on the same flight!"
Didn't she... fly to New York?
Sheng Yuxiao's vision went dark, and her heart seemed to stop beating at that moment.
"I'm afraid of death"
"I'm afraid I can't change into a ghost, I'm afraid I won't be able to see her"
Mr. Zhang's voice still lingered in his ears.
