This small sapling was transplanted from the execution ground. Poplar is a large deciduous tree of the poplar genus. It is a tree species with wide distribution and strong adaptability. It grows rapidly, is tall and tall, and can grow into a large tree that shades the shade in more than ten years. Many fast-growing forests use poplar trees, but this tree is not planted manually, but wild wild trees.

When Liu Kunlun was lying on the execution bed, he actually wanted to shout, "I was a hero again eighteen years later." However, the atmosphere at that time was not high-pitched and strong enough. There were no execution squads and executioners, and there were no crowds of onlookers. There were only cold white coats and needles, so he lost the interest of shouting and went to death silently.

When the button was pressed, the automatic execution system began to work. The injection was injected into Liu Kunlun's venous blood vessels through a slender plastic catheter. There was really no pain, only a feeling of sleepiness. He knew that he was about to die and wanted to struggle but no strength, so he fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he was already a tree and had no human consciousness. He could feel his roots deeply in the soil, absorbing water and nutrients from the soil, feeling his body as trunks and branches, and feeling the leaves performing photosynthesis. When the wind blows, the branches and leaves sway with the wind. When it is calm, he would watch the sunrise and sunset, his mood is like water and as calm as a tree.

One day, a group of people came here and used an excavator to raise the trees from the spot. They packed the soil wrapped in the roots with hemp rope. The excess branches were cut off and pulled away on the truck. Little Baiyang was also among them. He saw a familiar figure in the crowd, but he couldn't remember what story this person had with him.

These trees were transported to a city hundreds of miles away and piled up in the warehouse of a gardening company. The woman was very anxious, afraid that the trees that left the soil would die. She repeatedly urged the workers to finally start work, and the poplars were picked out and transported to the open space in front of a vegetable market. People came and drove around, and the traffic was flooded. Another familiar woman came over and selected this tree from the pile at a glance.

"I want this sapling." The young woman said, then led two workers to carry the little poplar back, dug a hole in the green belt at the entrance of her noodle shop, transplanted the tree, cultivated soil and watered it, and from then on, the little poplar has a new home.

It is much lively here than the old house. Thousands of people pass by every day. On both sides of the street are grain and oil shops, small supermarkets and snack bars and fruit stalls. When the intersection is in front, it is a large farmers' market. People always go in empty hands, carry vegetables and fish, and sometimes they will stop in the noodle restaurant to eat a bowl of rice noodles or noodles.

When he was just a little boy, he was not accustomed to the local conditions. He felt weak all over, as if he had been sick and the leaves began to wither. The woman was anxious and found some medicine from somewhere to find medicine. She used the instrument for injecting humans to give the little boy a little drip. After the medicine was cured, the little boy quickly regained his vitality.

The neighbors of Kunlun Noodle Restaurant are all small restaurants, which are open in the morning to make fried bread, and there are taverns that open at noon. They are open until late at night. Kunlun Noodle Restaurant’s main business is fast food, and its business is the best at noon and evening. After 7:30 pm, there are basically no customers, but the hostess is still waiting for someone in the store, but this person has never come.

A row of trees were planted in the green belt, all of which were newly transplanted. These shop owners do not care. They always like to pour the water for washing pots and dishes into the green belt, and they also call it increased nutrition. However, the hostess of the noodle restaurant never did this. She always watered the cleanest water to clean the garbage cleanly.

Others call her spring leeks, cut spring leeks in the night rain, and yellow millet in the new cooking, and a poem suddenly emerged from the little poplar heart.

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As time passed, Chunlei's belly became bigger. She turned a deaf ear to the old ladies in nearby shops, and was still busy day after day. Listening to the sound of cutting vegetables from Kunlun Noodle Restaurant, the leaves of the poplar swaying and rustling, as if playing a song of life.

As a tree, time always passes very quickly. Spring is coming and fall. On a rainy night in early autumn, Chunlei, who is erecting a big belly, is about to close the door and end the day's business. She packs up her things, seals the stove, and pulls down the roller shutter door with difficulty, locks it, but when she goes down the steps, she accidentally slips and falls in front of the green belt. She is so painful that she can't get up, and her face is full of blood when she lifts up.

The little poplar stood solemnly in the rain. He wanted to bend down to support the spring leeks, but he couldn't, he was just a tree.

Fortunately, Zhang Xuefeng was right opposite. He always waited for Chunlei to finish business before closing the stall. After finding Chunlei fell, he rushed over immediately and helped Chunlei up. He found that blood was flowing along his trouser legs. Xiao Zhang shouted loudly and called out all the merchants nearby that were not closed. He carried Chunlei onto his Wuling Zhiguang van and drove towards the hospital in the rain.

In the rain and fog, the taillights of the van gradually faded away, and the poplars drooped branches in the rain.

When Xiao Baiyang saw Chunlei again, it was already a month later. Chunlei was out of confinement and brought two babies to the noodle shop. She was working on the children while watching the children. There was no delay. The two children were twins of dragons and phoenixes, one man and one woman, both were very healthy, and the surname Chunlei was Miao.

Time flies, and the years pass by. The two children gradually learn to climb, sit, and walk. The noodle restaurant is their home. In spring, they lie in the cradle and listen to their mother telling stories. In summer, they sit in the dough basin to take a bath. In autumn, the children wear sweaters knitted by their mother. In winter, when snowflakes are dancing, the children, under the guidance of their mother, wrap warm hemp ropes on the trunks of the poplar tree.

Six years later, the poplar trees were as tall as a cover, and the two children were at the age of school. The fruit stall opposite Zhang Xuefeng became bigger and bigger. Wuling's Light was replaced with a Futian truck, and the stall became a store. The sign "Hongsheng Fruit" was hung on the door. It is said that six or seven branches were opened in the city. The only thing that has not changed is that Zhang Xuefeng is still unmarried.

Chunjiu is not married yet. Xiao Baiyang saw Zhang Xuefeng coming to the noodle restaurant to sit in a small place when the door was about to close in the evening, whispering something, but Chunjiu always smiled and shook her head.

There are many difficulties facing Chunjiu. The most popular thing is that the child cannot go to school without a household registration. Her own household registration is still in Huluya Township. She has not transferred to Jinjiang. The two children have no fathers. She has never attended the household registration and has not even attended kindergarten. However, nine years of compulsory education is mandatory, and Chunjiu doesn't want her children to be illiterate and open their eyes.

But Chunjiu didn't know anyone. She took cigarettes, alcohol, candy, tea to the neighborhood committee, police station, street office, and local primary schools. Although the two children were well-behaved and obedient, they could do their pinyin and Chinese characters, but they couldn't get the household registration and school registration. Xiao Baiyang didn't know the faces and setbacks that Chunjiu faced. He only knew that every time Chunjiu came back, he would talk to him.

Chunlei has regarded this tree as the incarnation of Liu Kunlun in her heart. One-third of the trees transplanted and cultivated by Liu Yimeng six years ago failed to survive. Only this tree grew gratifyingly. She felt that Brother Kunlun was in the tree. Looking at her every day, she would say anything to the tree at night, and no one could hear it anyway.

"Brother Kunlun, our children cannot go to school. They said that they can only go to elementary school for migrant workers. After all, it is a school. I am not capable. I'm sorry for you..." Chunjiu said, crying. She touched the tree trunk, her hands were wet. Maybe the weather was too wet.

The two children are still black households, but they finally got to school. The school was far away. Chunjiu bought an electric car and sent the children to school in the morning. The school took care of a meal at noon. They took it over at three or four in the afternoon. Then the two children were doing homework in the store.

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In Beijing, Su Qing and Wang Haikun's children did not go to private aristocratic primary schools, but chose the down-to-earth Beijing Second Experimental Primary School. This is the best primary school in Xicheng District and even Beijing. The quality of students is extremely high, and all the parents of students are successful. The price of supporting school district houses is as high as astronomical.

Su Qing's child is a healthy and beautiful boy. His father Wang Haikun has strict requirements on this child. It can be said that he does not spoil him at all. He even spends little time with his child. Fortunately, his mother is by his side. This year, he is in the first grade of elementary school. His half-sister Su Yan happened to be in the sixth grade. Su Qing and the other two took care of him. The family also changed from a villa in Chaoyang Park to a large flat floor of a luxury house with a swimming pool on the second ring road of the west city.

In the eyes of others, the rich wife who is rich and well-off, the person involved may not be happy. Su Qing is a typical example. She married a celebrity and rich man, and she has endless money to spend. Moreover, her husband is not a bald old man, so she is still a first love, but that is all in the past. Since Su Qing got pregnant with this child, Wang Haikun has never had a room with her. If she hadn't taken good care of her in life, she would be like a concubine who was sent to the cold palace.

The son is not worry-free. He shows the potential of a playboy at such a young age, which is inseparable from Su Qing's spoiling. In her eyes, the eldest daughter Su Yan's weight is not as strong as one-tenth of her son. Of course, this is also related to Su Yan's biological fatherhood. That man is punished with evil and has long been imprisoned.

Wang Haikun is very nice to Su Qing. In addition to the monthly pocket money of 100,000 yuan, there will be no shortage of gifts during holidays. Others buy YSL lipsticks and post to Moments to show off. Su Qing receives her husband's lipstick gifts in full color. She only has four or five Hermes platinum bags that others can only buy for three years. She basically does not go to the mall for shopping. When new models come, the merchants will call to make an appointment. Then several sales managers take the goods to Mrs. Wang's house and ask her to choose and try it on. She is the core customer of all luxury brands.

Su Qing was content. She had no ambition and didn't think about holding a man's heart. How could such a man be able to hold him? He was so young, so rich, and had so much energy and ambition. This man belonged to the world and did not belong to himself. But Su Qing, who was in her early thirties, also had physical needs. She couldn't sleep alone and longed for someone to comfort her, but she would never dare to step over the line.

What else do you want to live like this?

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Chapter completed!