This old woman, Wang Lang, has not only seen her, but the piles of pigs given to Yu Xiaomei in the car were bought from the old woman.

This should be fate, there is God's will in the dark. I saw the old woman once last time, and this time I saw the old woman again.

"You weren't hurt, are you?" Wang Lang got out of the car and greeted the old woman.

The old woman waved her hand quickly, with apologetic expression on her face, "The young man is embarrassed, I didn't catch it, and the car ran away by itself."

"It's okay." Wang Lang smiled and helped the old woman put the car in.

The old woman thanked her repeatedly and said that Wang Lang was a good person. Wang Lang was a little thrust when he heard these two words. When he heard these two words, Wang Lang turned a blind eye and pretended not to hear them, but for some reason, now when he heard these two words, it was like something poking hard on the eardrum.

Tong Yaru in the car suddenly saw a lot of clay men in the old lady's car. She opened the door and got out of the car and ran over, "Grandma, did you pinch this?"

After seeing Tong Yaru's appearance, the old woman looked up and down for a long time, and finally couldn't help but exclaim, "This daughter looks so beautiful, just like a person who came out of the painting. Young man, you are such a good person, and you will be rewarded with good people. You can find such a beautiful wife."

Wang Lang was interrupted by Tong Yaru as soon as he was about to speak, "Grandma, how do you sell this thing?"

"No need to sell it, just take whatever you like." The old woman smiled and looked at Tong Yaru's delicate facial features. She was dressed with temperament and sighed repeatedly, "This girl looks so beautiful."

Tong Yaru shook her head, "No, how much does it cost? I'll ask for it all."

The old woman was stunned for a moment, looked at Wang Lang, shook her head and waved her hand at Tong Yaru and said, "It's not that the whole family doesn't enter the family, the couple speaks and does things the same. Girl, you two are good people, you don't want your money."

"Good talents need to collect money, but bad talents don't pay." Tong Yaru said.

The old woman held Tong Yaru's hand and said, "Girl, pick it up. Take whatever you like."

Tong Yaru possessed her and picked up things, and asked Wang Lang from time to time which one was good-looking. Wang Lang told him that each one was good-looking.

The old woman looked at Wang Lang and Tong Yaru at the moment, and she bulged her hands under the table, not knowing what she was doing.

More than ten minutes later, Tong Yaru happily held more than a dozen and tough things to pay the bill. The old woman did not refuse this time and collected the money.

Tong Yaru chatted with the old lady. When talking about her family, the old lady told her casually about the situation at home. Her wife died in the flood control and disaster relief. Later, her son died, her daughter-in-law ran away, and her grandson died, leaving only the old lady alone.

Seeing Tong Yaru crying, the old woman smiled, "Child, you must cherish it if you have it, and you must be grateful if you have it. You cannot give up on yourself just because of losing it. You are still young, you must live and live well."

Tong Yaru focused on the key points.

Wang Lang stood aside in a daze. When he recalled the conversation between Ah B and Du Zhang that day, Ah B said an old woman, which seemed to be this old woman.

Fate is really a magical thing.

On the occasion of parting, Wang Lang met this old woman again, which made Ah B firmly believe in. All of this was a wonderful fate.

The old woman looked at Wang Lang with a smile. She looked at Wang Lang's facial features, then at Tong Yaru's facial features, and exclaimed in a low voice, "It's so good."

Tong Yaru handed the thing to Wang Lang, "You put the thing in the car first, and I'll say a few words to my grandma."

Wang Lang did as he did. When he got off the bus again, he saw the old lady giving Tong Yaru a clay man.

It was just now that I pinched it, and it was really admirable that such a vivid clay craft was made in such a short time.

Tong Yaru held the clay man.

It was Wang Lang and Tong Yaru standing together, but both of them were wearing ancient costumes and the kind of robe they wore when they got married. There was a big red flower on Wang Lang's chest.

Tong Yaru carefully held the clay man and ordered a wooden box from the old woman and put it in. The old woman said that this was for Tong Yaru and Wang Lang, and I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years. Tong Yaru said thank you a lot and secretly stuffed all the remaining change into the old woman's cart. Tong Yaru turned around and saw Wang Lang standing beside the cart.

He smiled at Wang Lang, "Let's go."

Farewell to the old woman, Wang Lang drove away, but he didn't know where to go, so he drove around aimlessly.

The two of them said nothing and sat tacitly. Tong Yaru held the box in both hands and kept gently sliding the box with her fingers. Every time the car was bumpy, Tong Yaru would grab the box tightly, as if it was an extremely important thing.

It was almost evening when Tong Yaru suddenly spoke, "Send me to the station, I will go to Fuping City at 6 o'clock."

Wang Lang drove Tong Yaru to the train station silently.

In the square, Wang Lang stood and watched Tong Yaru leave. When entering the station, Tong Yaru suddenly turned around and looked at Wang Lang not far away, with tears in his eyes.

"you……"

"Take care." Wang Lang smiled and waved.

Tong Yaru burst into tears, she focused on her head, "Take care."

Turning around and disappearing into the vast sea of ​​people.

Wang Lang turned around and walked around the city aimlessly.

Before he knew it, Wang Lang drove out of Tianlan City and finally stopped on the mountain where Ah B was buried. After going up the mountain, he saw that there were several bowls in front of the graves of Ah B and his men, which contained all kinds of food, which were all the things that Ah B’s Fenzi Girl liked to eat.

There were also a few bumps of toilet paper with nosebleeds on the ground.

The fat monkey has been here.

Wang Lang lit a cigarette and also lit a B.

He stood in front of the tombstone without saying a word, smoking silently, thinking about various things in his mind.

Looking back at the entire Tianlan City, there were thousands of lights and households, and the meals were already started. It was peaceful. Dongxing Society completely collapsed and all the confiscated property was sold again. It had already started to be put into operation, and the speed was outrageous. Some fish that had missed the net were also caught one after another.

The city is bustling with bright lights and wine, and people's faces are filled with happiness.

If there was no such person as Du Zhang, Ah B was having supper with his wife and children under his real name. He could be a competent son, a considerate husband, and a strict father.

But now, he is just a dead person.

There are always evil people in this world, of course.

Good people are everywhere in this world.

No matter who you are, no matter what you are doing, you must believe that people are doing, and heaven is watching. It is not that you will not be rewarded. Before the time comes, good and evil will be rewarded. The way of heaven is good for reincarnation. If you don’t believe it, look up and look away. Who will the heaven spare?

Wang Lang patted his ears, "Where is Du Zhang now?"
Chapter completed!