Ye Ningchang once said that Fengzhao's life was hers, and Ye Ningchang also said that he wanted Fengzhao to accompany her for a lifetime, but Ye Ningchang left regardless, but did not take Fengzhao with him. What is Feng Zhao to Ye Ningchang? A dispensable toy? The little brother you raised? A dead servant? What Fengzhao regretted most in his life was that he never asked Ye Ningchang: What is Fengzhao to Ye Ningchang? On the way back from Mobei, the inexplicable illness still makes people palpitate. That kind of pain, it seems that someone involved in the pain of tearing the heart, is his life do not want to try again, when lying in bed to the moment of numbness, he seems to have heard the cry for help that has been around his ears since he left the Great Snow Mountain. As a child, she stood alone on the vast empty snow mountain, crying and pleading at the top of her lungs. Only when she was in the most pain, the cry for help in her ears was even more miserable and desperate than the cry on the snow mountain that night. The faint and tender cry had been pestering her all the time, and the desperate cry was gradually fading away for a whole day and night. But the disappearance of the cry made her heart panic again, and her condition worsened again, even though she was in a coma in the end, she never heard her cry and cry for help. Tossing and turning until three or four months later, Kong Xu brought her first letter, he really woke up, but his heart was empty, as if he had broken a hole that could not be filled,fine bubble diffuser, cold and chilly, with a lack of warmth. As if unaware, Fengzhao walked into Mojiazhuang and walked to the corridor where he met the man yesterday. Sure enough, yesterday's man still stayed where he was, struggling to brush the marble in the corridor. In a flash, Feng Zhao returned to Graceful Mountain in a trance. It seemed that no matter how far he walked, there was someone waiting for him on the mountain,wall penstocks, and every time he could hear his footsteps accurately. Like a small firecracker, she would rush out mindlessly and rush into her arms accurately. She would rub her tightly into her arms. Her small body was fiery, like a hot spring that would never freeze in the snow mountain. Every time she touched it, she would inadvertently leave warmth between people's skin and burn straight into her heart. Although the scorching sun is like a fire, the man seems to be unaffected at all. Even though he is already sweating profusely, there is still a smile at the corners of his mouth. Washing the corridor is obviously a heavy physical work. Carrying water, splashing water, and scouring are obviously monotonous movements, but she seems to be playing and playing with ease and happiness. Occasionally, she will quietly pour a bucket of water into the side pool. She was so frightened that the fish fled everywhere. She stood on her side in the sunshine and laughed happily. Women in Mobei are always like this. When they want to laugh, they laugh without scruple. When they want to cry, they never cover up their tears. Women in the south of the Yangtze River do not want to laugh, but also cover their lips with sleeves. When they meet unhappy things, they never show it. They always maintain their dignified and beautiful appearance. When she woke up, Dissolved Gas Flotation ,rapid sand filters, she looked back at Feng Zhao's eyes. She tilted her head and smiled, "You're here!" A familiar greeting, let Feng Zhao pull all the way the heart instantly put down, faintly seems to show a bit of joy, he slightly squinted eyes, quickly walked forward to squat down. A Line of Love and Hatred (19) Wake up to give way to a road, wait for a long time but no one passed by, a little puzzled to turn around, but see a brocade clothes of Fengzhao but squatted beside him, wake up startled to open the body to the back side, opened the distance between the two: "What are you doing?"? You want to help me wipe the floor! "Good." Feng Zhao narrowed his eyes and answered softly, reached out his hand to carry the barrel that woke him up and walked toward the well. When I woke up, I stayed where I was and stared at Feng Zhao's back. It took me a long time to open my mouth and say, "Hey, I'm kidding.." As if he had not heard, Feng Zhao lifted the water to the side of the awakening, lifted his sleeves high, buckled his clothes neatly around his waist, kicked off the short boots on his feet like the awakening, picked up the barrel barefoot and washed the floor neatly. Waking up, I stared at Feng Zhao's every move, carrying buckets, carrying water, washing, and doing it at one go without any sloppiness. It was better than the average handyman's boy. Such a disheveled and shirtless appearance looked like a well-fed prince. Don't you brush it? Feng Zhao mentioned four or five times back and forth, but when he saw that he was still squatting in place, he could not help frowning and asking. Ah Oh! Brush it! Why don't you brush it? Wake up suddenly wake up, grab a rag, kneel on the ground and begin to wipe the water stains on the ground. After wiping a few times, wake up with a strange face and look at Fengzhao, who is kneeling side by side and struggling to wipe the ground: "That.." Heard that, you are Yu Wang Ye? It should be true, right? Feng Zhao didn't even lift his head. "Sort of." But it doesn't look like this is the first time you've done this. Well, I mean, no one is so familiar with the first job. I've been working for two or three days and I can't compare with you. Wake up with a curious face of the head close to the past, said that in the end even their own have no confidence. Feng Zhao hung his head and concentrated on his work. "I grew up in Mobei," he replied absent-mindedly. Wake of the eyes a bright, hurriedly way: "Is it?"! Your Jinling dialect is so good that I can't hear a little bit of Mobei accent. Where did you grow up in Mobei? Feng Zhao's neat movements paused: "Qiaocheng County, I used to live in Qiaocheng County." Is it?! I also grew up in Qiaocheng County! Have you ever eaten Liu's dry fried food in Dongjie Street, as well as the dim sum and iced green fruit tea in Ganjia Wine Inn, the sugar painting and beef soup in Zhongjie Street, Awang's crisp cake, Aunt Shen's boiled peanuts.. Have you eaten all these? He woke up with a happy face and put his head closer, breaking his fingers and saying happily. Feng Zhao did not speak,filter nozzle, but his work did not stop. After a while, he nodded his head. "How long have you been here in Jinling?" He asked? Where did you live in Qiaocheng County before? What do you do in Mobei? How come I've never seen you? If you were in Qiaocheng County, maybe I could see you again! 。 khnwatertreatment.com