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In Liu Yuan's memory, Tu Zhiqiang was a good man who was killed by mistake. He was a righteous, upright and honest person, but the law values ​​evidence, not reasoning.

When Tu Zhiqiang was shot, Zhou Bingkun fainted cowardly because he was too concerned and did not know how to help or protect his buddy. He was in a trance and absent-minded the whole day after that, so he decided to transfer from his original unit, the timber factory.

Time goes to the left, memories go to the right. The reason why people miss things is that, although things and people have changed now, they were all the most beautiful in the past!

There are always some things that are lost in time and drift away...

Now, the young Tu Zhiqiang is right beside him, his fresh vitality blooming with vigor. He is also his childhood friend. If conditions permit, Zhou Bingkun would never want such a thing to happen again.

After the potatoes and sweet potatoes are cooked, two eggs are used to make egg soup.

The three friends ate with hearty mouthfuls and had a delicious meal, then made an appointment to go to Tu Zhiqiang's house to do homework together on Sunday. I told them that the potatoes and sweet potatoes were given by their grandparents from their hometown, and that they could each take a few back home.

Not long after the two of them left, mother Li Suhua came back carrying half a bag of cornmeal, which weighed about 30 pounds. She had to rest several times before she managed to make it back. She was sweating profusely and her steps were a little weak.

Li Suhua has been in poor health ever since she had surgery after giving birth to her third child. It is very likely that the operation damaged her vitality.

Li Suhua put down the cornmeal bag and saw the steaming sweet potatoes and potatoes in the pot. She was very puzzled and asked, "Bingkun, where did the sweet potatoes, potatoes and egg soup come from?"

Zhou Bingkun said: "Mom, try what I made first to see if it's delicious, then I'll tell you where it comes from!"

Li Suhua said: "My dear son, I know you care about me, but if you don't tell me, I won't feel at ease and won't be able to enjoy the meal!"

Zhou Bingkun said: "Mom, the eggs were given to me by my classmates Tu Zhiqiang and Xiao Guoqing to nourish my body. There are still a lot of sweet potatoes and potatoes down there!" and pointed in the direction of the sycamore tree.

Li Suhua hurried to the sycamore tree, looked at the pile of loose soil, and said in surprise, "Bingkun, are there a lot of them down here?"

Zhou Bingkun nodded and said, "Yes, there is still a lot of corn, flour and soybeans."

Li Suhua showed an incredible look on his face. When Zhou Bingyi was settled in this small courtyard, he was only a little over one year old. It has been eleven years now. What happened to this old son today? Let's wait for Zhou Zhigang to come back first.

At this time Zhou Zhigang also came back. After listening to what Li Suhua said, he also found it unbelievable. He used the shovel for removing ashes to dig up the loose soil again. Sure enough, there was a secret room with a lot of various kinds of food inside.

So, both of them were confused and questioned Zhou Bingkun together, saying, "How did you dig this place?"

Zhou Bingkun said: "I was tired from studying, so I took a nap and dreamed that I was hungry. A bald old man with a high forehead and white hair told me that there were a lot of food under the sycamore tree. I woke up and dug it up, and sure enough, there was a lot of food."

Zhou Bingkun continued, "I only took some potatoes and sweet potatoes. In the afternoon, Tu Zhiqiang and Xiao Guoqing happened to bring me some eggs, so we cooked them together. I've had them for a long time, and they're delicious."

Zhou Zhigang still looked incredulous. With so much food, his family of five couldn't finish it in five years. The key was who owned all this food?

I have lived in this courtyard for ten years. If the food was put there ten years ago, how come it is still so fresh? There is no sign of staleness at all! It is impossible that someone put it here in the past two years! And the shape of the old man that my oldest son said he dreamed of is very similar to the lucky star in myths and legends!

Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua racked their brains, but couldn't figure it out. Could it be a gift from God to our family? This is unscientific!