Chapter 506 It's Good to be alive

When Qiao Mengyuan came out of the police station, she felt very cold. She wrapped the inappropriate police uniform tightly and looked at the night moon shrouded in clouds. She felt a slight cold on her cheeks. She raised her hand and wiped the tears from her cheeks.

Zhang Yang stood behind her and looked at her from afar, but did not approach. At this time, she should be quiet.

Qiao Mengyuan finally realized the existence of Zhang Yang. She turned to him and came to him. Her voice was a little hoarse and said, "I want to go home!" I want to leave this place!" When she said this, Qiao Mengyuan suddenly had an impulse to cry.

Zhang Yang nodded: "I'll take you home. Let's go now. I'll take you wherever you want!"

When the eastern sky was white, Zhang Yang and Qiao Mengyuan had come to the Dongjiang River. Zhang Yang drove the pickup truck directly to the Yangtze River. Qiao Mengyuan in the back seat of the car was still asleep. Zhang Yang carefully pushed the door and was afraid of waking up her good dream. Seeing Qiao Mengyuan's pale face, there was still a crystal Zhu, there is an indescribable pity in Zhang Yang's heart.

He gently closed the door of the car, walked to the beach step by step, and stood by the river. The wind pulled up the ostentatious clothes. The Yangtze River under the dawn was still blue and black. It was vast, rolling and dripping, and the waves were connected. Thousands of miles rushed. The sound of the whistle tore open the quiet Quietly poking out, the river was dyed red in an instant, and the golden light like fish scales in the distance kept jumping, quickly approaching the position where Zhang Yang was located. The golden light expanded to the ferry in the heart of the river, the buildings on both sides of the Yangtze River, the grass and trees of the Dongjiang River, and every inch of the place.

Zhang Yang raised his head, closed his eyes tightly, and bathed in the golden morning light. Every pore of him was feeling the freshness brought to him by the morning sun and air, like a baby being baptized. His expression was solemn and pious.

Qiao Mengyuan had already woken up. How could she sleep peacefully that night? She originally paid attention to every move. But at the moment of the day, she was also attracted by this beautiful scene. She suddenly found that the world had always been so beautiful and prosperous. No matter when, it always existed. With hope.

Qiao Mengyuan pushed the door open and walked out of the car. Jiang Feng blew up her short hair. She felt a little cold and held her shoulders tightly in her hands.

Zhang Yang turned around. Although he was carrying the sun on his back, his smile was still bright.

Qiao Mengnuan came to him. She still remembered the last words she said last night. She wanted to go home and leave this place, but she didn't say where she was going. Zhang Yang didn't ask. She drove her to Dongjiang.

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at the sunshine that had begun to become strong, and whispered, "Do you like it?"

Qiao Mengyuan nodded and whispered, "I've never found that the sunrise by the river is so beautiful." She bowed down and grabbed a handful of sand, allowing the sand to fall slowly in her hands. A red maple tree fell in circles, swept in front of Zhang Yang, and landed at Qiao Mengyuan's feet. Before she stopped, she was blown up by the wind, tossed in the air and fell into the rolling river.

Zhang Yang shouted, "The boundless falling trees are falling, and the Yangtze River is rolling in endlessly!"

Qiao Mengyuan looked up at this suddenly poetic boy with some surprise. I don't know if the scene in front of her touched him.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It's lucky to be alive!"

Qiao Mengyuan did not say anything. She silently tasted Zhang Yang's words. It was a kind of luck to be alive. Thinking of Xu Jiayong, who had died, and with his former feelings, Qiao Mengyuan clapped her hands, stretched her arms against the sun, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

Zhang Yang said, "Do you still remember Qingtai Mountain?"

Qiao Mengyuan shook her head and whispered, "I forgot, I forgot all the past."

Zhang Yang sent Qiao Mengyuan to the family home of the Provincial Party Committee. Qiao Mengyuan didn't even say a word of goodbye. She pushed the door and walked down. Zhang Yang looked at her shadow and walked away step by step until he got to her house, and then drove away with a pickup truck.

Qiao Zhenliang and his wife didn't expect that their daughter returned to Dongjiang early in the morning. Seeing their daughter's haggard and pale appearance, Meng Chuanmei rushed up in a hurry and held her cold hand: "Mengyuan, what's wrong with you? Don't scare your mother?"

Qiao Zhenliang looked at his daughter with concern. He whispered, "Cunmei, Mengyuan may not have eaten yet. Go and get ready!"

Qiao Mengyuan smiled. She whispered, "Dad, Mom, I'm fine. I just suddenly felt homesick, so I came back."

Qiao Zhenliang walked over with a smile, took his daughter's shoulder, warmed her thin body, and said lovingly, "Come back when you miss home. Dad misses you, and your mother misses you too. Go and take a hot shower. Let's have breakfast with the three of us!"

Qiao Mengyuan nodded. She felt that her nose was a little sore. Only when she got home could she feel that her heart had become secure.

With Qiao Zhenliang's wisdom, of course, he can detect that his daughter has changed, but as a father, the most important thing he should do is to appease his daughter's emotions, not to find out what happened. After sending his daughter back to the room, Qiao Zhenliang returned to the living room.

His wife Meng Chuanmei came over in a hurry: "Old Joe, did something happen to your daughter?"

Qiao Zhenliang looked at his wife with some reproachment. Meng Chuanmei muttered in a low voice, "If you don't ask clearly, I'm so confused. I'm really worried."

"Don't ask!" After saying that, Qiao Zhenliang walked to the sofa.

Meng Chuanmei sighed and could only turn around and go to the kitchen.

Qiao Zhenliang picked up the phone and dialed Rong Pengfei, director of Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau.

Rong Pengfei received a phone call from the Provincial Party Committee early in the morning, and immediately realized what Qiao Shufei was looking for. Last night, this case made Rong Pengfei break out in a cold sweat. Up to now, he still has a lingering fear. Xu Jiayong is too bold. He hired a murderer not only against Zhang Yang, but also If it hadn't been for Zhang Yang's outstanding ability to escape and save Qiao Mengyan, Qiao Mengyuan would have come out of the accident. I'm afraid he, the director of the public security bureau, would also be unlucky.

Rong Pengfei did not dare to hide it from Qiao Zhenliang and told the origin of the case.

After listening to what he said, Qiao Zhenliang also broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't expect that his daughter would encounter such a danger yesterday. Qiao Zhenliang said angrily, "Rong Pengfei, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Rong Pengfei accompanied him carefully: "Qiao Shuji, we also rushed to the place afterwards. At that time, Miss Qiao was safe. She insisted that we should not tell you the news. I was afraid that you would worry, and we were also afraid that if Xu Jiayong got the news, he You may escape in time,...

Qiao Zhenliang said angrily, "Rong Pengfei, what do you, the director of the Public Security Bureau, care about? Such a big murder happened under your eyes. You didn't know until later that something happened to my daughter. You didn't inform your family at the first time. You are afraid and afraid to take on your responsibility!"

Rong Pengfei heard that Qiao Zhenliang was really angry and whispered, "I'm sorry, Qiao Shuji, I'm really sorry. I admit that I didn't protect Miss Qiao. Qiao Zhenliang said coldly, "Protect every citizen in Jiangcheng, every investor is your responsibility, not just my daughter's problem!" After saying that, Qiao Zhenliang hung up the phone.

Qiao Zhenliang has basically straightened out the clue. Xu Jiayong bought the murderer and wanted to kill Zhang Yang and his daughter. In the end, Xu Jiayong was killed by the police. Zhang Yang and Mengyuan were safe and sound. He could feel his daughter's current mood. Qiao Mengyuan once broke up with her parents for Xu Jiayong, and then Qiao Zhenliang has always disliked Xu Jiayong. This is not only because Xu Jiayong's father, Xu Changde, is politically stained, but also because he always believes that Xu Jiayong's purpose of approaching his daughter is to rely on their Qiao family. Qiao Zhenliang does not want his daughter to marry a young man with too much ingenuity. Hearing the news of Xu Jiayong's death, Qiao Zhenliang also felt a little sorry in anger. A prosperous young man finally destroyed himself for the sake of hatred. Xu Jiayong did not recognize the value of life at all.

The ringtone woke Qiao Zhenliang from his meditation. He frowned and picked up the phone, but Yan Guotao, Secretary-General of the Provincial Party Committee, called to remind him to inspect the development zone this morning.

Qiao Zhenliang said, "It's cancelled. I don't have time this morning."

Yan Guotao was quite surprised. In his impression, Qiao Shuji rarely changed the plan casually: "Qiao Shu said...,... but I have informed the leaders of the development zone to prepare."

Qiao Zhenliang said, "Are they leaders and I am the leader? Why did you go back and over?

Yan Guotao froze there in embarrassment. Qiao Shuji in the early morning was obviously in a bad mood and just caught up with him.

Qiao Zhenliang hung up the phone and found that his daughter had taken a shower and changed her clothes and stood in the middle of the stairs. Qiao Zhenliang smiled and patted the sofa: "Mengyuan, come on, sit with me for a while!"

Qiao Mengyuan walked over and came to her father to sit down. Qiao Zhenliang touched his daughter's wet hair and smiled, "I didn't sleep well last night. I have some panda eyes. Have a good sleep after dinner."

Qiao Mengyuan nodded and whispered, "Dad, it's time for you to go to work!"

Qiao Zhenliang said, "I won't go in the morning. I just want to say a few words with my daughter at home."

"You are absent from work!"

Qiao Shuji laughed and said, "If you are absent from work, you will be absent from work. In Pinghai, does anyone give me an attendance?"

Zhang Yang left the family home of the Provincial Party Committee and drove a pickup truck aimlessly on Dongjiang Street. When he passed by his fat sister-in-law's belly, he went in and pulled a bowl of noodles, filled his stomach, and thought about finding a place to live, but his mind has always been in a mess. Although there are many friends in Gu Jiatong is not in Dongjiang. Since Gu Mingjian was released from prison and took over Gu Jiatong's Blue Ocean Computer Company, Gu Jiatong is busier than in the past. She has to take Gu Mingjian to hand over many relationships in person. She is still a little worried about this brother. She wants to take him on the road with her own hands, but It looks much better, more sensible than in the past, and work very hard.

Zhang Yang unconsciously came to Qiuxia Lake and came to the villa on the shore of Qiuxia Lake. He didn't know why he came. He just felt restless and thought of the grassland of Qiuxia Lake. Today's sunshine was very good. Zhang Guanren wanted to lie on the grass and sleep comfortably. After a sleep, since I think about it, I will do it.

Zhang Yang parked the pickup truck on the road by the lake, took off his shoes, and walked to the grass. After all, it was late autumn, and the original green grass began to become mottled, green and yellow. There were many maple trees by the lake, blue lakes, flame-like trees, and green and yellow grass, just like scenes in

Zhang Yang walked on the soft grass and enjoyed the sunshine. After he found that this series of things had happened, he especially liked tranquility. Looking at the lake in the distance, Zhang Yang stretched out his arms, and then slowly lay down on the grass. Such opportunities were not too many for him.

Zhang Yang closed his eyes. He heard the sound of the light wind blowing through the trees, the sound of fallen leaves falling with the wind, the sound of the waves of the lake, the sound of the waves hitting the shore, the pleasant song of the birds, the sound of the birds fluttering their wings, and he could even hear the sun falling on the grass. The sound above.

Zhang Daguan smiled and smiled happily. His depression and his troubles were completely released at this moment. It's good to be alive!

Just as Zhang Daguan was intoxicated with nature and enjoyed this state of unity of heaven and man, he heard a series of familiar footsteps, full of rhythm, and every step was accurate and powerful. Zhang Yang opened his eyes and saw a man looking down at him in the sun. It was the calligraphy of the former provincial party committee of Pinghai, Gu Jiatong' Dear Yunzhi.

Zhang Yang greeted with a smile, "Gu Shuji!"

Gu Yunzhi shook his head: "You forgot!"

Zhang Yang sat up from the grass with a bone nose: "Uncle Gu!"

Gu Yunzhi's face showed a smile and said, "The new volume of "Faction" has begun, and 60,000 have been collected. To commemorate it, there will be updates tonight! X