Zheng Siqi was next to the temple and bought two boxes of persimmons, which Qiao Fengtian couldn't help paying for. Seeing that there were fresh figs for sale, Zheng Yu also wanted to eat them, so he called it the ten full and ripe ones. Asked Qiao Fengtian if he wanted it, Qiao Fengtian waved his hand quickly: No, thank you.
The wind picked up when going down the mountain, the branches and vines swayed, and the woods reverberated with rustling sounds.
Qiao Fengtian leaned his head on the back of the chair, "I..."
"Well?" Zheng Siqi nodded slightly.
"Forget it, nothing."
Hearing him hesitate, Zheng Siqi glanced at him through the rearview mirror, then smiled, and turned the steering wheel twice to the right.
"Uncle, do you want candy?"
Zheng Yu lowered his head in the safety seat and fumbled for a long time. He took out an oval tin box from his side pocket and pulled it apart with great effort. What caught his eye was a pile of colorful assorted jiayun candies.
"Yellow is lemon, red is cherry, purple is grape, green... What does the green taste like?" Zheng Yu stretched his head forward.
"Cantaloupe."
"Yes, yes, cantaloupe!"
Qiao Fengtian was startled and wanted to say not to eat it, but he was afraid that he would give the child some kindness, so he stretched out his fingertips and circled the candy pile a few times, picking a bright yellow one—the lemon one was probably not so good. sweet.
"I... what those people said... " Qiao Fengtian used his tongue to switch the candy from the left to the right of the cavity, "Did you hear that?"
"kindness."
"You don't have to think about it, and don't be surprised, it's true as they say. But you're involved, sorry, sorry."
Zheng Siqi didn't answer, reached out and changed gears, still staring at the road ahead.
"So, that... I actually—"
"I don't want to say why I have to explain." Zheng Siqi smiled and pushed his glasses, "I didn't ask."
Qiao Fengtian, who was eager to find the right wording, was awakened by a word. Yes, the other party didn't ask anything, what was he trying to explain? Why do you need to try to get to the bottom of a relationship that meets by chance? Isn't it normal for people to hide and cover up? Not to mention this kind of thing, there has always been no silver here, and the more it is described, the darker it gets.
"Thank you, tickets."
"You're welcome, thank you for taking care of Zao'er for me."
When I looked out the window again, the snow flakes were already flying silently all over the sky.
"Zao'er, it's snowing." After Zheng Siqi finished speaking, he turned on the wiper.
Zheng Yu was holding a piece of candy, and his mouth was bulging. Due to the body brace on the safety seat, he couldn't stand up and slap on the door. Zheng Yu widened her eyes and smiled in surprise while sticking to the window: "Really! It's snowing!"
Counting the numbers, this is the third snowfall of the year in Linan. In the past, Qiao Fengtian's family was still farming, and people like to say "the snow is a good year", but now there are very few people who are still farming. For them, this snow is not beneficial except that it can be cold to the bones.
There is no way to meditately appreciate a thing, and there is no longer a heart that is good at absorbing.
"Don't put your face on the window." Qiao Fengtian gently tugged at Zheng Yu's lotus leaf collar, "You will catch a cold."
"kindness."
Qiao Fengtian's cell phone suddenly "buzzed" for a while, and opened it to see that it was Du Dong's call. The man on the other end of the receiver talked, Qiao Fengtian's brows could not help but wrinkle deeper and deeper, and he casually fiddled with his hair.
"Why are you here now? I don't know anything about this situation now. What do you say when you meet?"
Du Dong's voice was quite loud, so loud that Qiao Fengtian stretched out his hand to cover the lower body of the phone, "How could I know that the eldest sister is so eager to roar, come here, you can't leave people there to dry!"
"I-"
"...It's my fault that we didn't ask anything clearly when we hired."
"Okay, okay." Qiao Fengtian supported his forehead and whispered sideways: "I see, the store is waiting for me, don't tell Lu Zhichun first."
After hanging up, Zheng Siqi turned his head and asked, "Where are you going to get off?"
"Linan South Station."
"Pick up?"
"right… "
"Go back to the store after picking up?"
"right… "
"Okay, on the way."
The south station is on the sidelines. It was newly built by Linan last year, and its appearance refers to the China Pavilion of the Shanghai World Expo. The surrounding elevated roads are jokingly called "3D magic three-dimensional surrounds" by the city people.
The ceiling of the waiting hall of the South Railway Station is quite high, and the steel frame structure of the open roof is intentionally exposed, and the post-modern design style is intentionally integrated. The decoration is also mostly made of glass, similar to the appearance of the Crystal Palace. The row lights are very energy-saving and carelessly turned on. After the mirror reflections on all sides, the interior is almost as bright as day.
When it arrived, Zheng Yu was already asleep. Qiao Fengtian got out of the car lightly, put his coat and hat on his head, and approached the cab.
"Thank you for your ride. Let's go first, I'll take a taxi back by myself."
Zheng Siqi pulled the handbrake, saw that he was on the side and complied with the traffic regulations, and turned off the engine decisively, "I can't get a car at the South Station. Hurry up, I'll come down and smoke a cigarette." After speaking, he opened the car door and took out a box from his pocket. Su Yan.
Qiao Fengtian was surprised, "You?"
Snow flakes fell on Zheng Siqi's eyelashes, he smiled and blinked, "I actually smoke?"
Qiao Fengtian first paused, then nodded truthfully.
"Don't let Zaoer, I'm borrowing your blessings to steal chickens and dogs when people are unprepared." He raised his chin, "Don't be too hasty when picking up people, please give me extra time to spare two cigarettes."
After he finished speaking, he put on his coat hat.
It has to be said that this is the knowledge of being a man. How to sell human feelings comprehensively and properly, without appearing condescending, nor compromising in the slightest. It seems that you and I are coexisting within reason, but it is sturdy and has benefited from him.
Qiao Fengtian envied such a light-lifting person, and also subconsciously feared such a person.
"The first month is over, come to the store to help you get a free haircut."
"You're welcome, there is no uncle in my family."
The person to be picked up has never been seen by Qiao Fengtian. Lu Zhichun's mother.
Originally, a friend from the Tuodu Dong police station used the name "Lv Zhichun" to check, and he made a mistake. A few years ago, Du Dong asked people to hurry up and stop doing that useless work, and change their name, Lv Jiuchun—check it out for sure.
As Lu Zhichun himself said, his hometown is Xiatang, which is listed in Li.
There are few people in the South Station, and the huge waiting hall looks extraordinarily empty. Passengers dragged their huge suitcases in a panic, rolling over the apricot-colored marble floor tiles, and there seemed to be a rumbling sound resounding in all the space in sight.
Qiao Fengtian was stopped outside the security check and could only stand in the hall and patrol around. Guessing that the woman is not too old, I excluded a few gray-haired old men without authorization. Guessing that the woman was Linan who came alone, and then crossed out the twos and threes who came with her. There was a middle-aged woman with a black handbag and half-heeled shoes, leaning on a stainless steel armrest.
The back is slightly crooked, but the demeanor is still very good.
Qiao Fengtian stepped forward uncertainly and touched her shoulder. The woman turned back quickly, allowing Qiao Fengtian to see his face clearly.
It was almost instantly that Qiao Fengtian was sure that it was her, yes, she looked a lot like Lu Jiuchun. Especially the pair of dark eyes, almost identical. To say that it is different, it should be her eyes that have dense folds and folds, but Lu Zhichun's does not.
"Excuse me, are you Lu Zhi... Lu Jiuchun's mother?"
There was a moment of disbelief in the woman's eyes, and a slight frown. Because he took off his hat when he entered the door, exposing a head of "abnormal" hair. Qiao Fengtian was used to it and could still smile at her politely.
"Yes, I am."
"I'm Qiao Fengtian, Du Dong's friend. Your son works in our store. Du Dong should have told you."
The woman was thoughtful, looked at Qiao Fengtian back and forth again, and laughed, and said with the gentleness of a southerner, "Said, said, I know."
It's not like losing a child in middle age, and it's not like family discord. From the tone of voice to the expression on the face, the woman is very ordinary. Throwing it into the crowd, people can't tell the difference between her and the ordinary housewife.
Qiao Fengtian led her out of the waiting hall, turning back to talk to her from time to time.
"Did you come alone?"
"Yes, alone."
"Wait for someone to send us to the store. It's the person next to you. Just tell me if you have anything."
"Okay, I won't say more."
"Do you have enough clothes? Linan is cold today, and it's windy outside after school."
"It's okay, inside, it's colder than here."
The woman's heel stepped on the ground with a "ge ya ya yao" sound, which sounded crisp and rhythmic. After a while, the sound went silent again, and Qiao Fengtian turned around to see the woman stopped in place slightly embarrassed and embarrassed, rubbing her folded hands back and forth.
"I'm sorry, I want to ask you, are you gay like my son?"
Qiao Fengtian looked at her up and down, but did not hear the slightest malice in her words.
"Yes, I am."
What Zheng Siqi looked like when he was smoking was not what Qiao Fengtian imagined. Qiao Fengtian guessed that, based on this person's temperament, smoking should also be upright, looking cold and indifferent, lightly sandwiched between the index finger and middle finger, and put to the mouth to smoke lightly and elegantly, like a half-open one. orchid.
But obviously not. Zheng Siqi was leaning against the car door with his arms around his arms. Like an old smoker who is familiar with the process, he grabs half of a cigarette with his fingertips and sips it with the corner of his mouth when he brings it to his mouth to take a sip. Between breathing, he narrowed his eyes slightly. The glasses were also taken off, and the bridge of the bare nose was even more tall.
"Mr. Zheng."
Zheng Siqi took a deep spit and stood up straight, "Can you stop calling Mr. Zheng, I always feel that I can't get rid of the bear student even inside and outside."
"… "
Zheng Siqi was really speechless, not familiar, and did not understand.
"Let's go, it's just fun."
Zheng Siqi let the woman sit in the back seat, Qiao Fengtian got into the co-pilot, Zheng Yu was still sleeping with his neck up, with a small square quilt made of coral on his stomach. As soon as it was started, Zheng Siqi reached out and threw the cigarette butt in his palm into the trash can beside the gear lever. Qiao Fengtian glanced out of the corner of the sky and almost sprayed it—a small handful, to say the least. six.
"Huh... You're really enjoying yourself so much..."
Zheng Siqi hooked his mouth wisely, put his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and put his index finger on his mouth lightly.
"Shh, just know, don't say it."