Chapter 119

How did he get so much money at such a young age? Although he finally paid it back, what did he do?

Grandpa Qiu took a closer look, and when he saw the injury on his face, his heart skipped a beat.

This child is an abandoned baby picked up by the old couple. In the middle of winter, such a delicate swaddling baby with blue flowers is lying on the side of the road. They can't bear to see such a young child left alone, and the social welfare institutions are not perfect. Ask After a long time, they couldn't find a good place for the abandoned baby. As a last resort, I adopted it.

Qiu Mingquan has been well-behaved and obedient since he was a child, and he never caused people to worry, but recently... the two old people thought of his extremely strange words and deeds recently, and suddenly wanted to go wrong.

——Is this child starting to turn bad? !

Leaving early and returning late, stealing money for private use, and having strange scars on his body, could it be that he did some bad deeds with bad guys!

Grandpa Qiu was in a trance for a while, and suddenly remembered what he saw a few days ago. Qiu Mingquan, who was shy and timid since he was a child, faced Wang Daquan with that desperate, brave and fierce look in his eyes.

And the past, not a person at all!

"You...you tell me clearly!" Grandpa Qiu stood up abruptly, panting heavily.

He has always been seldom talkative and has no culture. He is usually silent and dull, but when he loses his temper, he is very scary.

"What should I do?" Qiu Mingquan asked anxiously in his heart, and asked Feng Rui for help.

"Just tell the truth, say that you heard the news on a whim, and you made money selling gold pens." No matter how capable Feng Rui is, it's okay at this time, "Don't be so stupid as to tell me, otherwise they might find Taoist priests or The monk came to suppress me."

The two old people only saw his anxious face and sweat dripping from his forehead. Grandma Qiu felt a pain in her heart, and muddy tears flowed down her cheeks.

"Xiaoquan..." She choked up and said, "I know our family is suffering. But you must not go astray if you are poor."

Qiu Mingquan shook his head anxiously: "No! Grandma, I didn't do anything bad! Believe me..."

"Then tell us, why did you steal the money?" Grandma Qiu looked at him anxiously.

Not to mention that it's impossible to hide it, Qiu Mingquan bit the bullet and said: "Grandpa, grandma, I... I recently learned from others and started a little business."

He took a deep breath and tried his best to look mature: "I bought the pens in the mall, the ones with gold nibs, and sold them at a higher price. These days, I made a lot of money."

"Xiaoquan, you..." Grandma Qiu cried in despair. It's fine to steal money, but you still tell such a big lie? !

Qiu Mingquan panicked, pulled down his schoolbag, and dumped all the money in it on the bed.

"Grandpa and grandma, look, the money is back, and I have earned so much!"

A large pile of old and new ten-yuan and five-yuan banknotes covered the bed, and there was also the crisp sound of steel coins colliding with each other. Under the dim light, the eyes of the two old people were straightened.

so much money! !

Qiu Mingquan forgot one thing, the myth of compound interest growth, ordinary people can't figure it out, ordinary people can't accept the fact that more than 80 yuan can be transformed into such a huge sum of money within ten days!

Grandpa Qiu opened his mouth, and suddenly became frightened: Is there any way to make a child earn so much money in a short period of time!

Grandma Qiu stared at him suspiciously, and suddenly saw a section of red rope protruding from his neck.

With a simple pull, the jade pendant was exposed, and a piece of dense precious light scattered under the dim light, warm and delicate, like frozen cream.

The two old men rubbed their eyes at the same time. Even if they don't have any appreciation ability at all, they can tell that this is by no means a cheap thing.

"This... what is this?"

"I, I picked it up." Qiu Mingquan blurted out, lying hastily, "I picked it up in a tree hole."

At this urgent enough moment, President Feng was still whimpering: "Look, she doesn't feel it when she touches me. Only when you touch me can I feel it."

Grandpa Qiu looked around, suddenly picked up the small bench next to the bed, and hit Qiu Mingquan: "I told you to lie! I told you to be a bad boy!..."

This inexplicable precious jade, this huge sum of money that suddenly appeared, and that concealed and twinkling eyes!

The small bench hit his back, Qiu Mingquan's small body staggered, and his back felt dull pain.

Qiu Mingquan was immediately stunned.

He has been very filial and obedient since he was a child, and he was rarely mischievous. Even in his previous life, he did not remember any time when he was beaten. On his buttocks, the pain made him tremble again.

"Grandpa, I, I..."

"Oh, your family still engages in domestic violence. The poorer you become, the more barbaric you become—" Feng Rui was taken aback, "Hey, hide, aren't you stupid!"

Qiu Mingquan was about to dodge, but when he saw Grandpa's trembling appearance, he was suddenly startled!

In the previous life, my grandfather was in poor health, and the poor family didn't have any knowledge of annual physical examinations. He suddenly had a stroke and died after being paralyzed in bed for several years. In this life, don't advance the cause of the stroke because of something!

Thinking about it this way, he didn't dare to move at all, he was anxious and scared, tears filled his eyes quietly.

Seeing Qiu Mingquan being beaten stupidly, Grandma Qiu was so anxious that she burst into tears, and ran up tremblingly to stop him: "Okay, old man, stop beating, and ask carefully if you have something to say, Xiaoquan is not an ignorant child."

Also said he is sensible? Looking at Qiu Mingquan's reticence, Grandpa Qiu was so angry that his hands trembled: "If he doesn't explain clearly today, I'll just kill him!"

"Heretics! Even the parents who gave birth to you can't beat and kill them every now and then, children are not private property." Feng Rui complained angrily, "What's more, you were adopted."

"You hand over this unknown thing to the police station." With tears in her eyes, she reached for the jade pendant on Qiu Mingquan's neck, "Even if it was picked up, the person who lost it must be very anxious, so let's return it."

Qiu Mingquan was taken aback suddenly and was stunned.

"Hold on! Don't listen to her!" Feng Rui was furious, his usual elegance was gone.

Hell, if he was really stalked by this old woman and handed over to a stranger, it would make the sky and the earth miserable, wouldn't it kill him?

"No, no... This, this won't work." Qiu Mingquan tightly held his heart.

Grandpa Qiu was so angry that he suddenly snatched the jade pendant from his neck, raised his hand suddenly, and threw the whole thing out of the window!

Qiu Mingquan was completely blindfolded, watching the darkness outside, his heart seemed to be hit hard by something, and he yelled suddenly: "What are you doing?!"

With this roar, the room fell silent. The bench raised by Grandpa Qiu stopped in mid-air and did not come down for a long time, and Grandma Qiu didn't make a sound.

"Grandpa, grandma, I..." Seeing the suddenly slumped expressions of the two old people, Qiu Mingquan vaguely knew that something had happened.

Grandpa Qiu stared at him blankly, his old face slowly changed from violent anger to dull sadness.

When he picked up this emaciated abandoned baby on the side of the road more than ten years ago, he has regarded this little life as his lifeblood for so many years.

Thinking of the child's loving and well-behaved appearance in the past, and his roaring expression just now, Grandpa Qiu felt as if he had been torn apart by something.

He waved his hands desperately and sadly: "Okay, okay...we don't care about you."

He turned around with difficulty, got on the bed with one leg, and swept all the money on the bed to the ground. Then, with his hunched body on his back, he stopped saying a word.

Qiu Mingquan was scared out of his wits, eagerness, remorse, and worry all came to his mind: "Grandpa! I was wrong...Grandpa, don't get mad!"

If he lives a new life, even if he has no ability to change his destiny and make his family live a worry-free life, he can't piss grandpa to death in advance, right? !

He was at a loss, and wiped it on his face indiscriminately, scratching the wound and bleeding.

Staring blankly at the blood on his hand, an inexplicable anxiety and helplessness surged into his heart, chilling his bones.

Yes, this was not earned by his ability at all, and the two old men saw him right.

With trembling hands, he knelt on the head of the bed and picked up a few banknotes.

"Grandpa, don't be angry, I'll tear it up... tear it up, okay?"

Grandma Qiu hurried over and grabbed him. The oppressive atmosphere in the small and dilapidated rented room was almost suffocating.

Qiu Mingquan just felt that his mind was blank. These days, he was used to Feng Rui's nagging and reprimand, as well as his sarcasm and pointers. Now his voice suddenly disappeared, but his heart gradually calmed down.

If that person is here, he must not like to see himself in such a daze and useless state, right?

No, he has to be strong.

Qiu Mingquan, who was kneeling on the ground, was silent for a long time, and then finally spoke with a hoarse voice.

"Grandpa and grandma. Everything I said is true." He said softly, "I really earned the money by selling pens. Because the money is too much and it comes quickly, I am also very scared, no Dare to tell you."

Neither of the old men made a sound.

"It was my mistake, and I will never hide it from you again next time."

He gently grabbed a bunch of money on the ground, put it in grandma's hand, and looked straight into the old man's blank eyes: "But every penny here is earned cleanly. No crime of rape."

He made a gesture of beating someone with his hands, and raised his beautiful little eyebrows in the distance: "Little thief, you can fool Aunt Liu, but you can't fool me!" After saying this, he followed Feng Rui with a thud. , ran to the car.

Sitting in the front seat of the car, Liu Shuyan shook her head with a wry smile. Boys in their teens are just the age for advocating force.

She picked up the three pencil cases from the seat, handed them to Feng Rui and Xiang Cheng respectively, and smiled gently: "I finally got it, you two each have one. Xiang Cheng, bring another one to your sister, it's all right." Study hard."

The eyes of the two children lit up, and Xiang Cheng took it without any shyness, and said sweetly, "Thank you, Auntie."

Going to this Lao Shizi English remedial class with Brother Rui these days, I am so bored, if it is not because he can follow Brother Rui, he is not interested in coming.

However, among the students in the class, there were indeed quite a few of them showing off with this newly popular gold pen, which made him feel a little greedy looking at it.

"Mom, isn't it already out of stock?" Feng Rui took off the golden pen cap and examined it calmly, with a little adult look on his little face.

The introverted nib shape of the gold pen is very comfortable to look at. Unlike foreign famous pens, most of which expose the entire nib, which is domineering and flamboyant. Showing a little bit, I have to say, is very in line with Chinese aesthetics.

Liu Shuyan pointed backwards casually: "That kid just knocked on my car window and sold it to me."

Xiang Cheng was taken aback: "What, is that a small vendor? Then is this genuine product?"

He suddenly scratched his head again, and said embarrassedly: "Auntie, I am not saying that the gold pen is not good, I really like it!"

He happily compared his gold pen with Feng Rui's: "It's a pair!"

Feng Rui said indifferently: "For the time being, there will be no fakes of this kind of thing. Instead of thinking about making imitations, it's better to use the funds to fight for being a hero's agent now."

"Brother Rui, you are amazing." Xiang Cheng looked at him with admiration.

"He will talk about wars on paper." Liu Shuyan smiled reproachfully, "Look at that kid, he knows how to seize business opportunities at a young age, buy low and sell high."

Feng Rui said disapprovingly: "I'm talking about business. If you allow me to use my New Year's money account, I'll find someone to discuss the agency if I'm confident."

After thinking for a while, he said seriously, "This one won't lose money, and the probability of making a profit is almost 100%."

Liu Shuyan glanced at her son with a smile. Her husband's business is so big. She is also a girl who graduated from a prestigious school. Under her influence, she has a good judgment on business opportunities, and she naturally agrees with her son's views from the bottom of her heart.

But she agreed, and she still had a smile on her lips: "That can't be done, of course your task now is to study."

Xiang Cheng couldn't bear it anymore, and quietly asked Feng Rui, "Brother Rui, that little beggar just wanted to take your jade pendant, why did you help him hide it?"

Feng Rui said indifferently: "He just touched it, poor boy, he hasn't seen anything good."

He was playing with the gold pen absently, and couldn't help but feel a twitch in his heart. He turned his head and looked behind.

Not long after their car started, sure enough, the weird boy was still standing there, and as their crown car drove further and further, the motionless figure gradually turned into a small black spot.

He is watching them.

Although it was already so far apart, such thoughts floated up in Feng Rui's heart uncontrollably.

... The last ray of the setting sun faded quietly, and the temperature was extremely low in the evening of the cold winter months. But Qiu Mingquan shrugged his shoulders, feeling icy cold.

His eyes were full of the boy's face.

The CEO Feng who fell down the high building together with him led him to bump into him when he was young without warning.

But what about the original soul, why did it disappear without warning?

Is that jade pendant and the one in this time and space merged into one? Or did it mean that Feng Rui's remnant soul had found himself and returned to his original body? ...

There was a lonely, sour pain in his heart, and his thin and long fingers clutched his chest blankly.

Suddenly, he trembled all over, as if struck by lightning!

"What's going on? What happened just now?" A familiar voice sounded, confused and innocent.

Qiu Mingquan suddenly lowered his head, looked at the pendant that reappeared on his chest quietly exuding the brilliance of beautiful jade, and took a few wild breaths!

"You, you..." He stammered, he didn't know whether it was because he was excited, or because he was choked by the cold air, "Where were you just now! How did you come out now?!"

"How do I know." The adult version of President Feng was obviously very confused and anxious.

When he saw the Crown car in his memory from a distance, he was conscious. At that time, his heartbeat missed half a beat.

It was a new Japanese crown that his family had just replaced in 1988. In my memory, every evening, my mother would ask the driver to come here at this time, waiting for him and his childhood Xiangcheng.

At that time, the two of them were attending a private foreign teacher's English class together. At this time, they would come out almost together and go home by car.

Until the car window was slowly rolled down, he looked at his young mother, his heart was shaking, but soon, there was a bang, and he lost any sense.

It's like sinking in some kind of time void, without light or sound, unable to make a sound, unable to feel the passage of time, and completely lost contact with Qiu Mingquan. ...

Fortunately, this situation didn't last for too long, and before he knew it, he returned to his original state, but he was completely unaware of anything that happened during this period!

Qiu Mingquan felt like he was listening to heavenly scriptures, he just felt that his brain was not enough, and Feng Rui's madness was not much better than him.

Jade disappeared out of thin air, and now reappeared completely without warning? ...What the hell is going on!

After questioning the details just now, Feng Rui finally guessed: "Let's speculate on the time, when I lost consciousness, it should be when I appeared near you when I was a child."

Qiu Mingquan thought for a while: "Yes, when I was talking to your mother, you were walking from a distance."

"So, the only possibility is that my soul, who has traveled back, cannot coexist with my childhood self." Feng Rui pondered.

After a pause, he denied again: "We already exist at the same time. Actually, we shouldn't be able to appear in close spaces."

Qiu Mingquan listened in a daze: "Huh?"

Feng Rui has slowly sorted out the context: "In this time and space, I probably only recognize the young me - after all, his existence conforms to the laws of time and space."

Qiu Mingquan thought about it, and had to admit that it made sense.

Feng Rui smiled wryly: "I've been thinking hard, since I've come back and didn't occupy my own body, then what is the relationship between the young me in this world and me?"

This is a paradox.

It should be this ancestral jade pendant that can accommodate the existence of this paradox. A magic weapon of space, a treasure box of time? Portable space? ...

But no matter what, he couldn't go back to his body!

Once it coincides with his own living space when he was a child, his remnant soul from the future will automatically disappear, like a lonely ghost who deserves to be suppressed.

All of a sudden, President Feng actually developed a feeling of jealousy towards his past self.

These days, what he secretly thinks about is that he can meet his past self again, maybe the two will merge into one, and live a new life just like this lucky Qiu Mingquan.

That's why he secretly lured Qiu Mingquan to come here, and didn't even dare to tell him in advance.

But now, all hopes have come to naught, and the facts gave him a plausible but maddening answer.

If the young self lived his life, and he could only survive in this imprisoned state of wandering soul, what's the point of such a life?

Qiu Mingquan couldn't hear Feng Rui's voice for a long time, and couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

He nervously held the jade pendant on his chest, ah, it's still there.

Feng Rui said weakly: "Don't touch me, I can only be with you in my life."

His previous life must have been too smooth, so he lost all his blessings for the rest of his life. So from now on, I can only feel at ease as the personal nanny and assistant minister of this stupid little migrant worker.

When Qiu Mingquan returned to his bed in seventy or eighty years, he would have no choice but to go to the crematorium with him. ...

President Feng who had just finished being jealous of himself began to feel sorry for himself again.

It might as well be a thunderbolt and split this piece of jade, maybe he can be reincarnated earlier - he thought resentfully.

Just when he was thinking this way, Qiu Mingquan suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "Hey, it was fine just now, why...?"

The wind suddenly picked up, and the sky was still clear during the day, but suddenly dark clouds covered the sky, and it was pitch black.

A silvery-white lightning flashed like an angry dragon, flashing through the sky, winding down like antlers and dead branches, and slashing straight in front of them! A big tree ahead was struck by lightning, and a thick branch snapped and fell off.

Mr. President, who was still complaining just now, suddenly shut up.

Damn...he had countless mudslide-like curses pouring out of his heart.

Don't say anything. Saying too much is also tears!

In this world where the immortality of the soul, reincarnation, and distortion of time and space can all happen, he now has no doubt that if he complains a few words to the sky, the sky will unceremoniously strike him with a lightning strike.

——He doesn't, wants to, die!

Even if it's just a remnant soul, he still wants to live!

...

Feng Rui snorted: "Go ahead, you have to spend money to make money."

After thinking about it, he said again: "Don't spend too much, save some money!"

Qiu Mingquan froze for a moment, then fell silent in a sense of loss.

Although the money belonged to him, for some reason, he always felt that it was more like Feng Rui's property.

After a while, Feng Rui realized something. He pondered for a moment, and opened his mouth slowly.

"Qiu Mingquan, this money belongs to you." He explained solemnly, "But since you asked me, I will of course do my best and give you the best advice."

Qiu Mingquan lowered his head and said "hmm".

Feng Rui said calmly, "It's a fool who doesn't know how to make money, and a miser who doesn't spend money if he makes money. But don't worry about spending money now."

"En." Qiu Mingquan felt inexplicably settled down when he heard his steady voice.

It was the first time that this man was willing to explain to him seriously, and he could hear the earnestness in these words.

Feng Rui's tone was full of pride: "These days, you think such compound interest is already scary, right? But next, there will be the most frenzied and alluring feasts in the history of wealth in China. Make sure you save enough money before this feast comes. Do you understand?"

The most frenetic and alluring feast of wealth? ...

Qiu Mingquan was so shocked that his mind was at a loss. He felt confused, but he knew instinctively that this man would never lie to him, and he was not even exaggerating.

What kind of opportunity it was, he couldn't think of it.

He has been living at the bottom of the society in his previous life, without any higher education, the only thing he knows is to buy real estate around 2000, but that is too early, isn't it?

By the way, it seems that there are still stocks.

But he doesn't know how to get rich in stocks. With his limited knowledge, he only vaguely knows that there seem to be quite a few people who have lost their fortunes in the Chinese stock market.

"Don't worry, leave everything to me." CEO Feng Da solemnly promised.

Qiu Mingquan nodded, feeling suddenly relaxed.

Yes, Feng Rui will not harm him. Walking on the second floor of the boutique shopping mall, Qiu Mingquan greedily looked at the dazzling array of products. At the men's and women's clothing counters, he chose two sets of thick autumn clothes for men and women, a thick woolen hat and cotton gloves.

After thinking about it, he added a pair of cotton shoes to each of the two old men. In total, it only cost more than two hundred yuan.

"What about you?" Feng Rui reminded.

"I don't need it anymore." Qiu Mingquan was satisfied, "You said, you need to save money!"

"Oh, then I'll take you to eat something good to celebrate." Feng Rui felt a little uncomfortable.

This child... Oh no, he is obviously in his dozens of years, so why is he so harsh on himself?

Instructing Qiu Mingquan to make three turns and two detours, they entered a remote path.

It's not far from the boutique shopping mall, and it's cold and windy in winter, but the small shop that Feng Rui directed him to enter has a very good business.

The signboard tree of "Wangji Sanxian Small Wonton" was at the door. When Qiu Mingquan came in, it was just after five o'clock in the afternoon. In the small shop, the diners were full, and the mellow aroma of food came to the face.

"This is the famous small wonton stall with fresh meat in Dongshen City. Try it. It's only 80 cents, and the meat stuffing inside is rare and fresh." Feng Rui looked at the steaming wonton in front of Qiu Mingquan with emotion. Memories flooded my mind again.

This genuine small wonton shop disappeared in the tide of demolition in the old city. In his previous life, he came back from studying abroad and came to this old shop. Unfortunately, he returned disappointed, and the delicious food has become a nostalgia.

Qiu Mingquan was surprised: "Isn't the fresh meat wonton outside only 50 cents?!"

"Of course good things are more expensive. A place like Dongshen City never lacks rich people." Feng Rui said lightly, "Food is the most important thing for the people."

Sure enough, Qiu Mingquan took a closer look at the diners, all of them were neatly dressed and beautiful, obviously more decent than those neighbors in the shanty town.

A steaming bowl of three fresh wontons was placed on the table.

In the clear soup base, there are bright yellow egg shreds, light red shrimp skin, and black seaweed, all of which are delicious in color and fragrance. Gently scoop up a small wonton with a small spoon. The skin is translucent, small and gratifying.

Swallowing it one at a time, Qiu Mingquan only felt that his mouth was full of fragrance, which was extremely delicious.

"Pure meat stuffing, pork mixed with a little fresh shrimp. Real ingredients, absolutely fresh." Feng Rui asked proudly, "How about it, fresh meat wrapped in thin skin, isn't the taste salty, fragrant and smooth? Absolutely?"

Qiu Mingquan took one after another, the delicious and smooth wonton filling mixed with the slightly hot three delicacies soup on the tip of his tongue, it was so fresh that he almost bit off his tongue.

It's so delicious... In the last life, or in this life, I have never eaten such a delicious thing!

"That's natural. I was so picky about food when I was a child, and I liked everything here." Feng Rui felt Qiu Mingquan's astonishing admiration, and was suddenly a little depressed.

Even if he moved his index finger a lot, it was impossible for him, who didn't even have a body, to eat as much food as he did in his previous life.

Qiu Mingquan stopped suddenly while eating.

"Come on me..." he whispered.

Feng Rui was silent for a while, suddenly feeling a little overwhelmed. This guy...is he pitying himself?

Under the battle between heaven and man, he still quickly occupied that body, and when the delicious memory slipped between his lips and teeth, he almost shed tears.

What a shame!

Qiu Mingquan watched President Feng drank the last sip of fresh soup in the bowl with great care, sucked a trace of seaweed into his throat, and asked curiously, "Did you live nearby when you were young?"

"Yes, my house is nearby." Feng Rui's voice became a little weird, and he sighed softly, "Let's go."

After walking out of the small wonton shop, Qiu Mingquan followed Feng Rui's instructions and walked towards an unfamiliar street.

But the doubts in his heart were bigger than ever.

In the schoolbag, apart from the huge sums of money that he carried with him, there was another strange thing.

These days, Feng Rui repeatedly told him that no matter what, he must keep the three high-grade gold carving pens and not sell them.

Now, the remaining three gold pens were quietly lying in his schoolbag.

"Later, listen to my instructions. If you see a woman, sell these three pens to her." When Feng Rui said these words, his voice was calm, but Qiu Mingquan had a strange feeling, as if This man, who has always been calm and arrogant, has great anxiety.

It was almost dusk, and the cold winter wind gradually became howling, blowing on the body, with a kind of biting cold.

Qiu Mingquan walked for a while, and gradually found that the scenery on the roadside became more and more beautiful, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians passing by.

Every house on the side of the road has its own garden, with lush flowers and trees and small courtyards, and small bungalows with foreign architectural styles are hidden.

Even in this era, even after more than half a century of isolation and historical tribulations, there are many wealthy but low-key families living in the depths of this historic city.

"It's right there." Suddenly, Feng Rui's voice was a little hoarse, and he seemed a little scared like nostalgia, "See that black New Crown car on the corner of the street? You go over there and knock on the window."

"Oh, and then?" Qiu Mingquan asked ignorantly.

"Just ask the woman in the car if you want to buy the gold pen in your hand." After a pause, he hesitated again, "Forget it, anyway, you can let me get up next time, and I will talk."

Qiu Mingquan let out a "hmm", affected by his strange emotion, his heart suddenly beat wildly in a strange way.

He slowly walked towards the black car at the end of the small street in the setting sun.

It was a new Toyota Crown rarely seen in Dongshen City. The low-key and elegant model was smooth and spacious. Although Qiu Mingquan didn't understand cars at all, he could still feel the elegance exuded by the brand-new body.

When he got closer, he hesitated for a moment, then lightly raised his finger, and tapped on the dark car window.

...Liu Shuyan was holding a book of Tagore's poems in her hand, and was reading it leisurely in the air-conditioned car, when suddenly there was a knocking sound from the car window.

He raised his head in surprise, and saw a handsome boy's face appearing out of the car window, with big black eyes open, looking pure and well-behaved.