(The fourth update today, I wish my brother Hateqing a happy birthday. I also wish all the students who are about to take the exam will achieve good results.) I beat my chest so loudly that I almost vomited blood, "No problem, please tell me, heroes!"
Long Wu then stood up and pointed in the direction of the east of the village, "I remember it was a long time ago. I went out hunting and accidentally lost my wine gourd in the Bruge army base camp. If you are brave enough,
, just help me get the wine gourd back!"
"Ding dong!" The system prompts: "Do you accept the task [Lost Wine Gourd]?"
I immediately clicked to confirm. The mission content also popped up - [Lost Wine Gourd] Long Wu accidentally lost his wine gourd during an outing. It is said that it may have been a monster in Bruge's camp.
Take it and keep it as your own. Please go to the base camp to help him find the wine gourd.
Mission difficulty: The difficulty of d6 has been increased a lot. Needless to say, the rewards of this mission are definitely quite generous. A d9 mission can give me a bronze-level leggings, so a d6 mission may give me a piece.
A higher-level baby, right?
Thinking of this, I immediately said goodbye to this down-and-out NPC and got up.
The place described by Long Wu is not close to Velali Village. The smart navigation on the map helped me circle the distance to 5 kilometers. I need to run for nearly 20 minutes. Anyway, I am a little sleepy now. I can enjoy the scenery along the way.
It can also refresh your mind.
Although it is already six o'clock in the morning, there are still many players who are not offline. There are still many players who are leveling up along the way. You can even hear them talking, "From Male Gobi, I practiced all night to reach level 7.
This person is more of a monster than a mother!"
"Okay, stop complaining. Let's talk to the network administrator at seven o'clock later and let's get a breakfast!"
"Well, that's all we can do! By the way, what shall we have for breakfast later?"
"Let the network administrator make two bowls of instant noodles later!"
I also felt my stomach growling for a while. Let’s go outside the base camp first, and then get off the line to have breakfast. There are many breakfast shops in the alley opposite Henghua Building, which are both affordable and delicious. Compared with this building
Xiaoken’s “healthy breakfast” is much better.
As long as people are hungry, they can stimulate some energy and feel the wind under their feet, and the long journey seems to be shortened.
Finally, after passing through a jungle, a patch of loess appeared in front of me. The loess stretched along the road, and several undulating black hills were vaguely visible in my sight.
The map clearly shows that that area is the Bruge base camp.
In less than three minutes, I had reached the end of the loess. At this time, fifty meters away, I could vaguely see two checkpoints, one on the left and one on the right.
Okay, let’s forget about it for now. Since there is no one here, I won’t be surprised. I’ll go offline to eat first.
I took off my light-sensitive glasses, rubbed my eyes, and found that there were not many people in front of me. Looking back, I saw that there were also a few players behind me.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, these students are not professional enough! I haven't played games in the past three years and I can persist for more than six hours...
However, the beauty No. 16 on my left and right is still fighting hard. And the beauty No. 18 on the right, what is her name, uh, yes, her name is Luo Lan, she is looking at me with a tired look on her face, and she looks like she is about to fall asleep.
As soon as she saw me taking off my light-sensitive glasses, she stretched out and said, "Brother, do you want to go home?"
"No, I'm going to have breakfast."
As soon as she heard the word "breakfast", the tall beauty's face bloomed into a flower, "Brother, can we go together? I haven't eaten much of Tianjin's snacks!"
I showed off my Tianjin people's cheerfulness and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you."
"Yeah!" She nodded heavily.
She immediately carried her huge milky white bag and went downstairs with me.
I took her across the road, through two alleys, and came to a specialty steamed bun shop outside the market. The steamed buns here are stuffed with three kinds of fresh water, which is quite famous in this area of Hexi District.
I ordered a pound of steamed buns and two bowls of millet porridge. "These should be enough for the two of us."
As soon as she saw the fragrant and steaming steamed buns on the table, her eyes turned blue obviously. She picked up the chopsticks and put one in her mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it.
My eyes widened, this way of eating is so domineering! The little beauty’s mouth is not big, but the bun is not too small either, she actually went down it in one bite!
Soon, she was chattering and ate seven or eight buns in a few minutes. Then she touched her belly and said, "I'm not hungry anymore. Now I can enjoy the deliciousness of these buns."
My chopsticks were always stuck in the air, "Um, Luo Lan, can I eat it?"
She also realized her gaffe and smiled sheepishly, "Brother, you can eat. I'm just too hungry."
"It's okay. If it's not enough, we'll ask for more until we're full."
This sentence came out of my mouth very plainly, but I didn't expect some chemical reaction to occur. Luo Lan's eyes suddenly became mist-like.
"As for that? Isn't it just a few steamed buns?"
Two big teardrops "tick-tick-tick" splashed into the porridge bowl, causing two ripples. I casually took out a tissue from my pocket and handed it to her, "Did you get angry with someone at home and run away?"
Luo Lan took the tissue, the tears in her eyes had already formed a thread, and kept falling into the millet porridge.
I thought it was better now, the porridge had a salty taste.
However, she cried quite reservedly. She didn't make a sound, she just shed tears, "No one has been so kind to me for a long time."
"Don't be stupid, it's just a meal, it's not that big of a deal. Are you from Beijing? So..."
I took out my wallet and pulled out five hundred-yuan bills from my pocket, "These five hundred yuan should be enough for your bus fare. If you go to the long-distance or the train station soon, buy your tickets quickly. Your family must be worried."
died."
This sentence completely revealed her grievances, and she burst into tears, "I have no family! They are all dead! They never said they were considerate of my feelings, never!"
There weren't many people eating breakfast around, but everyone still looked at her in surprise, wondering if this child had been stimulated in some way.
These words pierced my heart like a knife.
I am an orphan. I don’t know who my parents are. I only know that I was raised by a man named Luo. This man named Luo was very bad to me. He beat and scolded me often since I can remember.
, he smokes, drinks, gambles, and likes to find concubines. It can be said that he has all five kinds of poison. I don't feel any warmth from his body.
On the contrary, I feel the feeling of family from Uncle Ouyang's house next door in the courtyard where I live. Uncle Ouyang is a cultured man and his wife is also very cultured. There is a sister who is four years older than me.
He was very kind to me. At that time, my adoptive father often went out to drink, play money, and play with women. He would go out all day long, and sometimes he would not come back in the middle of the night. However, I was never hungry. Aunt Ouyang gave me everything.
When cooking, my sister, who is four years older than me, also takes special care of me. If there is a fish in a meal, she will definitely put that fish into my bowl.
Because my adoptive father was addicted to alcohol and indulged in excessive sexual activities, I became seriously ill and died when I was seven years old. From then on, I became a real orphan.
Uncle Ouyang adopted me that year.
I remember that I was already very sensible at that time. I proposed many times that I want to change my surname to Ouyang, but he never agreed. He told me that no matter how bad your adoptive father treats you, he will eventually adopt you and save your life.
Well, you can't be conscienceless and give up the surname he gave you. Just know that I'm good to you, and we don't stick to this formality.
From then on, Uncle Ouyang's family took on the responsibility of sending their two children to school. This was a huge burden on the Ouyang family, which was not wealthy. For this reason, Aunt Ouyang had several quarrels with him.
Sister Ouyang has always stood by her father.
When I was eight years old, the relationship between the two completely broke down. Aunt Ouyang took her sister away. It is said that she married a foreigner in a very bizarre way, and there was no news from her afterwards. Sadly, I didn’t even follow her.
Sister Ouyang didn't even have a chance to say goodbye.
Therefore, I have always felt guilty towards Uncle Ouyang. If it hadn't been for me, I'm afraid their family would not have broken up.
However, Uncle Ouyang has always raised me up and treated me as his own. He has never hit me or scolded me.
In this way, my husband and I have been together for 13 years.
Unfortunately, good people do not live long. When I was 19 years old, that is, the year I first entered "Faith", Uncle Ouyang was diagnosed with lung cancer during a physical examination, and it was already in the advanced stage. When I found out from the Internet that there is no cure for this disease.
After he was cured by medicine, he went crazy buying equipment in "Faith" in exchange for money, and all the money he sold was used to treat his illness. But even so, it could not save his life.
But what still makes me uncomfortable is that he did not die from lung cancer, but from suicide. In his words, in order to prevent me from filling his bottomless pit with my hard-earned money, he had to die.
He took a lot of sleeping pills and died in the hospital. Although he passed away without any pain, it made me heartbroken. I shouted, "Dad, dad, wake up!" and pushed away all the nurses and doctors.
The doctor shook his body desperately, but could not have any effect on his cold and stiff body.
Uncle Ouyang is a very benevolent person. In the will he made before his death, the two-bedroom and one-living unit assigned by the government when the bungalow was demolished was already designated in my name. Moreover, he actually still had one hundred thousand yuan.
He also wrote my name on the deposit, and he also left me a letter saying that the house was not allowed to be sold under any circumstances and would be reserved for me to marry a wife in the future. As for the money, I would keep it for a banquet.
After dealing with his funeral, I cried alone in the room for two days and one night, and then dragged my confused body through the final battle of "Faith". After that, I bought Uncle Ouyang at the Xiyuan Cemetery in Tianjin.
I bought the best cemetery and asked someone to engrave this line on the tombstone: The tomb of my biological father, Ouyang Lun.
More than three years have passed since the incident, but now every time I recall it, I feel both warmth and pain. To be honest, I am not a good son. I really am not. I can’t even save my own father...
Thinking of this, the circles under my eyes felt a little warm and the bridge of my nose felt a little sore.
