“There should be. According to the principle of indestructible matter, there’s no violation of natural laws. But that world might be different from our world.”
“I think it should be similar to our world. The night before the village head’s incident, I dreamed of his mother, and we talked for half a day. She told me to take good care of her and take her child away.”
“That’s good. Don’t worry.”
“Yes, so I’ll plant some rice for him to grow, plant it for his mother to eat.
Zhai Bei’s Real Life Meeting.
That summer, he and Ah Ming were active in the milk shop when Zhai Bei found that North was more capable than him. North had never dreamed of entrusting anything, and although the organization seemed to recognize that North’s absence was due to organ donation, Ah Ming knew North wasn’t that concerned. North was almost indifferent to the organization, and he had never even seen his child, having spoken nothing more.
Ah Ming asked, “Have you seen Su Zai?” Zhai Bei replied, “No.”
Because of Zhai Bei’s response, Ah Ming lost hope, originally thinking they were together. He didn’t believe these things, and his dreams were groundless and chaotic.
The school principal shook the empty wine bottle, and Ah Ming was very excited, knowing early that a half bottle was good. Checking the time, it was already noon. The principal came to chat rice, perhaps because of afternoon air until four – how pitiful for parents.
The principal spoke about North’s situation, explaining his thoughts about students and life, ultimately revealing complex connections between people and organizations.
The narrative continues with detailed descriptions of legal proceedings, social interactions, and personal reflections on life, relationships, and societal structures.
The text appears to be a complex narrative exploring themes of human connections, organizational dynamics, and personal experiences.
On a summer day not belonging to this kind of summer wilderness, although the women in his family were also not present. He was thinking about what to buy for Su Xiaoyu, holding a swatter with determination as a must. Besides this, he wanted to buy that medical device for Su Xiaoyu towards the long-established children’s medical treatment, with an internal source, externally connected to electricity or using batteries. Internally, there were stethoscopes, scalpels, needles, medicine boxes, thermometers, white large robes, and medical staff equipment that was very complete. He could also carry it, like the barefoot doctor during the Cultural Revolution period.
This gift was more attractive than the swatter. Su Xiaoyu couldn’t hold back her doubts, violating the peaceful agreement about unpacking gifts, and prematurely opening the medical kit.
She quickly hung it up: Little White Cloth held a white large robe and white gloves, hanging a stethoscope on her chest, with both hands inserted in her pocket, her posture and Su’s exactly the same.
Grandpa demanded: “Take your hands out. Don’t put them in your pocket.”
Su Xiaoyu took them out, but quickly put them back. Shen Ganuo quite enjoyed her modeling, taking photos. This summer was somewhat cold, adults didn’t care much, but the child looked terrifying: White large robe hanging on her small body, moving around like a ghost. Summer came forward to remove Su Xiaoyu’s white cloth, making him feel slightly at ease. Su Xiaoyu didn’t mind, immediately covering the hospital gown and continuing to play, encountering anyone who would press the stethoscope, her height mostly pressed to others’ waists, she would cover and press on those waists.
“I want to be a doctor,” Su Xiaoyu said, “After Dad comes back, I can treat him.”
The nurse had told her that Su had left. Su Xiaoyu’s understanding was to do something that would take a long time before completing, and then return.
Su Xiaoyu pressed the stethoscope on Grandpa’s body, Grandpa stretched out his hand, and she pressed on his hand.
“After treating Dad’s illness, I will marry Dad,” she said.
Grandpa reminded her: “Xiaoer’s mother is your father’s old wife.”
“Isn’t Xiaoer’s mother already married to you?” Su Xiaoyu widened her eyes, “I like Dad, I want to marry Dad, Dad looks the best.”
“What about Xiaoer’s mother?”
“You marry Xiaoer’s mother,” Su Xiaoyu turned back to speak to Shen Ganuo, “Xiaoer’s mother has already married Dad, give Dad to the baby. You and my aunt get married, okay?”
Song Yanruo laughed but shook her head: “No. Never.”
Su Xiaoyu held the stethoscope out, clearly feeling difficult, but she would shift her attention: “Will the aunt come tomorrow? Can he die tomorrow?”
“The aunt is looking for Dad,” Summer replied.
“What about Grandpa?”
“Grandpa will come.”
Su Xiaoyu giggled, revealing a row of white teeth. She went to find her new patient, Song Yanruo following behind her.
The nurse was Summer’s companion, automatically walking up whenever she noticed him standing alone.
“Xiaoer is definitely very happy. She’s already planning. Not like me,” she said.
He disagreed: “People’s life returns to planning, afraid of making mistakes, that’s over-caring about oneself. If people are self-sufficient, heaven will naturally support.”
The nurse didn’t understand.
Jie Zhu asked, “What movies have you been watching these past two days?” Cao Yue said she just saw a female lead with a terminal illness, and the male lead truly loves her, wanting such a man. She wishes she could have a terminal illness. She laughed, “Do you know what love is? Love has its price, involving appearance, education, family background, intelligence, temperament, personal preferences, and even lifestyle. You first rate yourself, then find someone who matches your score.”
Zhu Jie chuckled, and Cao Yue continued, “Even if all conditions are met, it’s still not feasible. You should understand how hard it is to find love! Everyone wants to climb high, women want to find a handsome and rich man, men want to find a beautiful and capable woman. What’s that called? It’s the long legs of a golden lotus, the feet of a horse, the family background of a small flat, the age younger than a girl, and more delicate than a girl’s imagination. It’s all about finding the right standard! Not many people in the world can talk about love like this. You’re good, I’m good, we both belong to that unqualified category.”
Cao Yue didn’t understand his words; his blue eyes clearly aimed to find someone to spit at, so Cao Yue focused on making friends.
Still a medical student, Su Xiao Ruo came over by herself.
Su Xiao Ruo’s face was whiter than the white coat she was wearing: “I went with Xiao Ruo’s mother to buy salt at the market, and Xiao Ruo’s mother was dragged onto a car.”
Jie Zhu raised his hand, didn’t bring anything, and ran into the room. His phone had already rung, and he picked it up to listen.
The old man said, “You’re looking for me. Don’t report to the police, don’t bring anyone, drive over, and I’ll tell you how to go.”
Jie Zhu stuffed the money bag and car keys into his mouth, grabbed the folding water fruit knife and rushed out of the door, shouting at Cao Yue to report to the police. Summer glanced at her fiercely, and Cao Yue stopped shouting.
The black SUV roared away like a sharp arrow.
The oil road had disappeared, leaving only a bumpy mountain road. The car entered the distant mountain valley. Soon arriving at the mountain forest park, it looked like the old man had a good position. Summer wore earphones, occasionally asking the old man to speak, and the old man’s voice didn’t sound chaotic, which was strange.
Having experienced life and death, half of the people were big shots.
The mountain forest area was mixed with people, so the old man chose an eastern location that could be traced. A grassland appeared before the car window, and Summer carefully drove.
Arrived.
