My imagination has come true

Mu Qingyun couldn't help laughing when he saw Zhang Jingsong, an old senior, with such a 'frightened' expression on his face: "Is it strange? When a person is about to starve to death, it is only natural for a person to eat eight giant pandas a day, just one pearl." , even if it is said to be a divine pearl, how can it be compared to human life?"

Now she thinks that she is no longer a good young man with correct three views. After all, she has experienced a lot, and her heart has turned dark.

But no matter how dark her heart is, she will never learn to value things more than human life.

In the deep moonlight, Mu Qingyun's hand was placed on the stone table where she had returned to its original position. Her ten fingers were slender, like soft and beautiful jade in the corner of the eye. It looked harmless at all, but Zhang Jingsong had felt the love of this little girl before. Vigorous.

Just now his movements seemed to be smooth and flowing, as if raising his hand could make this ignorant little girl unlucky, but in fact, just now he was out of breath. Half of the shoulder is sore and numb, but it doesn't show on the surface because of his rich experience.

If they really wanted to fight, Zhang Jingsong couldn't beat them.

Mu Qingyun waved generously, calling Li Xunzhao and the others to come over. Zhang Jingsong was silent for a while, smiled wryly and shook his head, but he still didn't slip away.

"Show your face, you can run away and people can't run away from the temple."

Zhang Jingsong followed Li Xunzhao, who was on the verge of a formidable enemy, and they left.

Mu Qingyun yawned, cleaned up the aftermath, and restored the yard to its original state. The next day, she went to school as usual.

Grandma Bai didn't notice anything, except she muttered a few words during the meal: "It was weird last night, the big yellow next door didn't hum."

They say it’s next door, but it’s actually not close. They have a native dog named Rhubarb. He’s only three years old. He loves to whine, especially at night when everyone else is sleeping with the lights off. Always hum for half an hour.

The people living in the community are old neighbors who have been together for most of their lives, so they don't care about this.

Now if Rhubarb doesn't hum a few times, Grandma Bai will feel that something is missing.

Mu Qingyun hummed twice for Rhubarb, making Grandma Bai laugh out loud, then packed her schoolbag and went to school.

During lunch, Li Xunzhao came over to deliver meals to Mu Qingyun.

In No. [-] Middle School, everyone was busy with their homework in the third year of junior high school. Many students did not go home for lunch. They only bought bread and biscuits from the grocery store, or brought lunch boxes from home.

At the back of the school, there is a large stove specially prepared by the boiler, which is usually used to boil water and also to heat meals for the students.

However, Mu Qingyun is usually not at school at noon, Xiaobailou is not far from the No. [-] Middle School, and it only takes about ten minutes to walk. She usually goes home to eat.

It's just that the school is going to publish a blackboard newspaper these days, and Mu Qingyun's calligraphy and paintings are quite famous in the school, so the teacher asked her to do this job.

She simply used the noon time.

When inspector Li took Zhang Jingsong away yesterday, he heard Mu Qingyun mention it, and when he went back, he said that the female inspectors in the inspection department were really distressed.

Because Zou inspected this big mouth, many people in the inspection department knew that Mu Qingyun usually eats a lot, and five or six adults may not necessarily eat as much as her.

At the thought of classmate Mu going hungry, the inspectors in the inspection department who were already mothers felt very distressed.

The end result of this heartache was that Li Xunzhan held four big food boxes in his hand, curled up his two long legs, and sat on the ponytail outside the small shop opposite No. [-] Middle School, watching Mu Qingyun eat happily.

Not really.

Mu Qingyun ate very quickly, but his movements were very elegant. Li Xunzhan unconsciously compared it with the group of animals in his office, and immediately covered his face, deeply feeling that he was sorry for classmate Mu.

It's really inappropriate to compare classmate Mu with those animals that can eat their own brains.

"Ugh!"

Inspector Li sighed.

Mu Qingyun laughed: "Brother Li, are you surprised?"

How could it not be a surprise?
They imagined that the one who could fly over the walls must be an expert who lives in seclusion in the mountains. He even thought that these people might already be able to eat the wind and drink the dew, and they only need to ascend to the ascension.

Although eyewitnesses said that he was just an ordinary-looking old man, everyone still felt that 'ordinary' was a disguise.

But in fact, he has been living in the neighboring Sanhe County for decades. He is an employee of a steel factory. He is on the list of excellent employees every year. His retirement salary is not low. He also likes to play chess. He goes to the river to play chess with people every day. However, he is another stinky chess basket, and the chess players are not willing to play with him.

He also has a family and a wife, who has no job and comes from the countryside.

I heard that he was once slapped in the face by a gangster, and even the inspection department was alarmed, but he didn't dare to file a complaint, so he didn't say a word.

This man didn't have a son until he was in his 40s, and his son didn't marry until he was 40.

The child has been weak and sick since he was a child. Fortunately, Zhang Jingsong has good medical skills and the medicinal materials are not expensive. He finally brought up the child healthy and healthy. However, he encountered a car accident and his grandson became a vegetative state.

Patrolman Li was silent for a moment, and his face was full of emotion: "Besides, he is the old hero Zhang Jingsong of our Xiong County. I really didn't expect it."

Zhang Jingsong was seriously injured and fell into a coma back then. He was rescued by his later wife. He was in a daze for half a year. When he woke up, everyone thought he was dead.

At that time, the remaining monsters had almost been wiped out, and the entire Ming Dynasty was entering a real new era. Every village and county was counting the list of heroes who worked hard and paid the price of blood during the entire catastrophe.

Zhang Jingsong turned himself into an ordinary person in a very low-key way. He didn't think he was a hero.

If this person doesn't understand others, how can he not understand himself?
Since he was born, he didn't have the bone to serve the country and the people, but his beloved friend died because of monsters, so he has never died with the monsters in this world.

"For decades, this hero who has been famous in history and once sacrificed his blood for the people of the Ming Dynasty has been hiding in a small county town, living such an ordinary life."

While eating, Mu Qingyun listened to inspector Li sigh and talk about the bad things they had encountered.

Even if Zhang Jingsong didn't die, he was indeed a hero of the Ming Dynasty. How to deal with this matter is really troublesome.

"The old man is over 90, and after a few words of criticism and education, he was released, tsk."

When it comes to the four words of criticism and education, Li Xunzhan is embarrassed, and now he still feels a little hairy.

In their inspection department, the oldest director is 43 years old, and he calls him Grandpa, so there is no problem at all.

Moreover, what they hang is the sky blue medal of Jinsui.

"Luckily I escaped."

Inspector Li raised his eyes and saw that Mu Qingyun was still eating slowly and was not affected at all. He couldn't help sighing: "Sure enough, young people are still stable. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Next time we encounter such a thing, let the young ones go to the hospital." .”