I will still be a god in this life

Chapter 40 What has become of his former home?

The memory should be like mottled old photos, yellow, moldy, incomplete, and the blurred black and white figures cannot be seen clearly.

Many images, like restored old photos, became clear in Zhou Fuxi's mind.

He discovered that the spot where he was standing was once the basketball court of Dawang Town Middle School.

Mihou was studying in this school at that time, and he would often come here to find her. Sometimes he would come early and before she finished class, he would stand on the basketball court and wait.

There is a cement-colored basketball court, lines made of small white porcelain tiles, and a volleyball net with iron-blue supports. Dawang Town Middle School with limited funds is accustomed to converting the basketball court into a volleyball court when needed.

There are steps covered with moss on one side of the basketball court, and there is a row of evergreens squatting in a pot in the distance. The unfinished construction site is full of puddles, and the muddy water after the rain is like a puddle of cornmeal waiting to ferment.

He was in a daze out of boredom on the basketball court. Sometimes, after school, Mi Hou would not call him, but would stand on the high steps, looking at him with a smile on her face with her smart eyes, her long eyelashes slowly The trembling, blinking eyes were filled with smiles, and the slightly raised corners of the eyes already had the charm of a beauty, a delicate nose, and red lips.

"Xihu, why are you in a daze?" She would say this when she spoke out, as if she was not hiding behind him on purpose, but because he was in a daze and did not notice her.

Zhou Fuxi came back to his senses, looked at the girl's sculpture, and the corners of his mouth gradually became gentle.

Girls of that era were often more precocious psychologically and richer and deeper spiritually, but girls today are more precocious physically and began to cultivate spiritually and psychologically early.

Mi Hou is a typical precocious girl. Except for her sister Mi Jinli, she is wary and resistant to any other woman approaching Zhou Zehua.

Later, Zhou Zehua had a successful career, starting from organizing modeling and beauty contests in a singing and dancing troupe, then entering the film and television industry, from investing in films and television to acting on his own, but he often made Mi Hou so angry that he ignored him for a long time.

Mi Koi, on the other hand, followed Zhou Zehua. As long as those female celebrity models and contestants were willing to give her delicious food and toys, she would sweetly and obediently call them sister.

When Zhou Zehua left in 2004, Mihou had not seen him for some time.

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Recalling the past, Zhou Zehua's hands never left the tops of Mi Hou and Mi's koi sculptures, gently stroking them.

The sculpture image is not as detailed as a wax figure. Zhou Zehua sees in the sculpture the temperament and feeling that uniquely belong to the two sisters, which can overlap with the impression in his memory.

This sculpture is the work of a master. No ordinary craftsman can convey the charm and temperament of the two sisters so well.

In the surrounding green shade, the scorching sunshine in Junsha somewhat restrained its wantonness. Zhou Fuxi blinked his eyes, looked up at the sun, looked away from the sculptures of the two sisters, and noticed an old man with a scar on his face. come over.

When he saw the scar that stretched diagonally across his entire face, he remembered who the old man in front of him was. Although his body was strong, his steps seemed a little unsteady, and he was ready to fall at any time.

The old man’s name is Xie Lixiong, originally from Baoqing.

What impressed Zhou Fuxi most about Baoqing people was their ruthlessness.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, Baoqing people were wandering around looking for a living. A group of people came to Wuhan and had a conflict with a local snake. The two sides fought and killed each other. Later, Hu Linyi, the governor of Liangjiang, came forward.

Hu Linyi thought of a way, asking one person from each side to wear red-hot iron shoes and go to the boiling oil pot to fish for copper coins.There are people here in Baoqing, but there are no local snakes here.

Xie Lixiong was not so ruthless. When he was young, he was an idle man in the neighborhood. He blackmailed students, teased little girls to act like a gangster, and collected protection money from honest vendors. He lived the life of an ordinary gangster.

Now he's old, which is typical of bad guys getting old.

Xie Lixiong also fell into the hands of Zhou Zehua. At that time, Zhou Zehua had a gentle and elegant temperament, adhering to the principle that a human being should use human means to solve problems. He did not directly kill Xie Lixiong, but just followed the Romans and played with him like a Baoqing man. s method.

Zhou Zehua was naturally fine, but Xie Lixiong had this scar on his face.

When he was still two meters away from him, Xie Lixiong began to stagger, preparing to bump into Zhou Fuxi.

But the old man was about to lie down in front of Zhou Fuxi. Suddenly his steps staggered and he turned, and his body fell forward. He realized that he was really about to fall. He quickly quickened his pace and tried to lift his upper body for balance.

As a result, he rushed diagonally onto the main road, ran out of the blind spot blocked by the green belt with his lowered body, and was directly hit and run over by a car from the Public Security Department.

"Hey...what's going on? When we meet, old acquaintances will perform a show of bumping into the police car. We were never so brave back then? We are really brave, and we only care about the police car." Zhou Fuxi nodded appreciatively, and he stood There was no movement here, and no one touched Xie Lixiong. It must have nothing to do with him.

Residents who were resting under the shade of the trees immediately flocked to the place.

"This old bastard is finally dead!"

"Speak more carefully. If you are not dead, he will cause trouble for you in the house!"

"For a man like him, if he dies only now, he can still live a long life."

"It must be because of the young man's appearance. He is from outside. I don't know his background, so I want to touch him and blackmail him. I can't stop him!"

"Comrade, you are dispatching the police at the speed of light!"

Zhou Fuxi originally wanted to squeeze in and take a look at the excitement, and see if he could help the members of the Public Security Department act as mediators, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that there seemed to be a familiar scene in the building in the community, like the most familiar scene from before. It was stripped from his memory and projected into reality.

So he turned around and passed through more people who were crowding towards the side of the road to watch the fun. His footsteps were so hurried that he even crushed an unknown child's toy.

I saw that among the high-standard resettlement buildings, there were still a few low-rise buildings.

These low-rise buildings are all two- and three-story buildings, surrounded by high barbed wire fences. They look like they have been maintained and maintained, retaining the nostalgic style of the urban-rural fringe buildings of the last century.

People who don't know the inside story may think that the demolition households who stayed here after the demolition of the dilapidated town look incompatible with the surrounding high-rise buildings. They live as if they can't leave the previous world and seem to be abandoned by the new era.

Only people in Dawang Town in the past will vaguely remember that these low buildings were where a man named Zhou Zehua lived. He has long since disappeared, and the company responsible for developing and resettling the community has carefully preserved them. Brick by brick of these buildings.

No matter how well it is maintained, an unoccupied building will eventually exude a sense of loneliness and desolation. The courtyards of buildings that were considered very elegant in the 90s and [-]s are just a relic of the old era against the backdrop of the beautiful surroundings and housing conditions today. Remnants.

Why are these buildings left behind?

Because they are waiting for him to come back?
Are you afraid that one day he will finally come back but cannot find his home, and will feel lonely and lonely? Will he feel uncomfortable?
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All kinds of pursuits, pursuits, pursuits, pursuits, pursuits
(End of this chapter)