Du Ruozheng was chatting with He Huanhuan, when he suddenly heard the phone ringing in the next room, it was Breakin' Point music. She was very surprised, she didn't expect that after so many years, he still used the original ringtone.
"I'll go first." She said to He Huanhuan.
She walked back into the room, turned on the light, Jing Ming sat up, lowered his head, rubbed his eyes, and muttered, "How long have I been asleep?"
Du Ruo said: "About ten minutes.... Are you busy with work these days? You look very tired."
He gave an indistinct "um", lifted the quilt and got out of bed, sat on the edge of the bed for a few more seconds, and said, "I feel sleepy after drinking that bowl of rice wine rice balls, did you drug me? "
"Nonsense." She kicked him lightly.
He sat for a while, his eyes gradually regained clarity, and then he stood up and looked at her: "It's getting late, you should go to bed earlier.... I'm leaving first."
Du Ruo nodded: "En."
He handed her the phone: "Number."
Du Ruo entered his own number, dialed it, and returned it to him.
He went to the carpet to put on his shoes, and Wali ran over and touched his trousers affectionately. He bent down and patted his head.
Du Ruo blushed inexplicably, thinking that he must know.
She walked him to the door, stomped her foot, and turned on the sensor light in the corridor.
The light was dim, and he looked back at her: "I'll come to you in a few days."
"Um."
He went down the stairs and looked up at her when he came around the corner, and she was still standing at the door looking at her.
He raised his chin slightly at her, signaled her to enter the room, and went downstairs.
Du Ruo closed the door and went back to the room, lay down on the bed, looked at the ceiling and took a deep breath, slowly calming down.
When I was about to get up to take a shower, the phone rang, it was my mother's call.
It was Mrs. Wu from the village who spoke, saying that her mother had been injured by a fall.
Du Ruo was taken aback, and hurriedly asked what was going on. I just found out that my mother broke her hand and has already sought medical treatment. It was yesterday, but my mother didn't want her to worry so she kept it secret.
Du Ruo put down the phone, feeling aching and anxious, and immediately called Yi Kun: "Brother, my mother fell and injured, I want to ask for leave to go back for a week."
"Come back tomorrow?"
"Well. I'm going to book a morning flight after I ask for leave."
"Okay. Don't be too anxious. If you need to stay there for a few more days, you can tell me. It doesn't matter if you come back late."
"Got it, thank you."
Du Ruo booked the earliest flight and simply packed a few pieces of luggage.
He Huanhuan came and knocked on her door: "What's wrong?"
"My mother fell and broke her arm. I'm going home."
"is it serious?"
"It's okay, don't worry, it's said that the plaster has been put on after surgery." Du Ruo stuffed clothes into the box.
"It's almost twelve o'clock. You have to get up at four or five o'clock and go to the airport."
"It's okay, you can sleep on the plane. Don't worry, I will rush back to attend your engagement ceremony."
"It doesn't matter, you should pay attention to safety on the road."
"knew."
After He Huanhuan returned to his room, he rolled his eyes and called Zeng Kefan: "That student in your class, what's Wan Ziang's phone number?"
…
Du Ruo woke up at 4:30, it was still dark.
The temperature is very low at night in autumn.
She took a taxi to the airport, and it was just dawn.
There is a lot of traffic outside the airport, and there are many people catching early flights. She dragged her suitcase and ran quickly to the check-in counter, but stopped abruptly—
Jing Ming stood in front of her with his pockets in his pockets, waiting for her.
She blinked and stepped forward: "Why such a coincidence? Are you on a business trip?"
Jing Ming said: "My mother found out about your mother's fall and injury, so let me visit."
"..." Du Ruo opened his mouth and waved his hands quickly, "No, thank you, auntie. I appreciate it, but I really don't need it."
Jing Ming glanced at the ID card in her hand, took it over, and walked to the counter.
Du Ruo's forehead was sweating, and he followed closely: "I really don't need it. My house... is very far away, it's hard to walk, it's not easy to live, and I can't live there. Really don't need it. Tell your auntie. Thank you, but it's really..."
Jing Ming handed the two ID cards to the customer service at the counter, and looked back at her: "I told her, what should I do if she trains me?"
Du Ruo: "..."
Two tickets have been issued and handed out along the counter.
Facts are established, nothing is done.
He said, "Let's go."
She followed behind him limply.
You are an uncle, who dares to train you
After getting on the plane, Jing Ming sat on the seat, something was wrong anyway.
He had never sat in economy class in his life, and with the low-cost airline he bought with Du Ruo, the space in the front and rear seats was cramped. He was tall and long-legged, and the 1.86-meter tall man was folded inside the seat, with nowhere to put his legs and feet.
Du Ruo got up: "I'll sit in the middle, you sit by the aisle."
The two changed positions, and he stretched out one foot, barely positioning himself in the seat.
Du Ruo felt a little drowsy, and fell asleep with her head tilted after taking off.
Jing Ming didn't sleep all night and was very tired, but he couldn't fall asleep, and kept staring at the void in a daze.
Four hours later, we arrived at the southwest border.
As soon as we got out of the airport, the tropical sun was blinding our eyes.
Jing Ming took off his coat and put it on his arm, and took her coat along the way.
Du Ruo said: "There are better hotels in the city, and the neighborhood is quite interesting, why don't you spend a few days here and treat it as a vacation?"
Jing Ming looked down at her: "What about you?"
She was a little embarrassed: "It's really troublesome to go to my house. There are still five or six hours."
"Then what are you talking about, let's go."
She chased after her: "I want to take a car from here to a small city, then to the county, to the town, to the village, to the village, and then to walk..."
He stopped and thought for a while, and said, "It's quite far away. Let's have a meal at the airport first."
Du Ruo, died.
After eating, the two took a taxi to the passenger terminal and boarded a long-distance bus.
Several transfers, from bus to minibus, from bustling city to noisy town, from dilapidated county to town with only one street.
At 3:30 in the afternoon, the two tossed all the way, got off the old car and stood on the dusty road.
On both sides of the road are a pile of two-story low-rise buildings from the 1980s and 1990s, crowded with canteens, fertilizer stations, small supermarkets, and clothing stores. There are very few pedestrians.
Dark-hued children ran up and down the side of the road with their bare feet playing marbles.
Many people in the shop looked at them.
Jing Ming has a tall and straight figure, fair skin, and looks like a different race from the dark-skinned and short people around him.
Du Ruo ran to a shop and had a chat with the boss, then came back to Jing Ming and said, "The car will be here soon."
"What car?" Jing Ming asked casually.
Du Ruo coughed lightly, and was about to speak when a gray minivan drove over and stopped in front of the two of them. That car is quite old, the body may have been originally blue, but now the paint is mottled and peeled off, and the rest of the car has also been exposed to the sun and faded, covered with mud spots and dusty.
Du Ruo said, "Here. This."
Jingming: "..."
He glanced at the cockpit, with a suspicious tone: "Can two people sit?"
"Of course I can't sit down." Du Ruo carried the suitcase and walked to the loading area behind the car, "You sit in the front."
Jing Ming strode after her, picked up her luggage, and said, "You sit in the front."
"Don't." She said seriously, "The mountain road is very winding and bumpy, you can't stand it after sitting. I'm fine, I'm used to it." As she said that, she was about to climb into the car. In the cargo area, I kicked the oilcloth on the car, and sat down with a bag of fertilizer, as if unwilling to move.
"..." Du Ruo suddenly chuckled.
Jing Ming: "What are you laughing at?"
"It's really funny for you to sit on it like this. How about I take a picture of it for you to see?"
"You dare." Jing Ming blushed a little.
Du Ruo pursed her lips and suppressed a smile, while climbing into the car.
Jing Ming was taken aback, stepped forward to catch her, and lifted her up: "What are you doing?"
"I'm watching you." Du Ruo sat down, "Be careful that the car will throw you out and fall into the ravine."
Jingming was speechless: "Cut."
The driver hitched the rail of the truck and drove away.
After driving away from the road, we walked through a section of country road, and after a while, we took a winding mountain road.
The two sat at the back of the truck, holding on to the railing, their bodies bouncing up and down, swaying left and right.
Du Ruo was a little worried that he would not be able to bear it, and asked, "Are you dizzy?"
"It's not that exaggerated." He frowned.
As soon as the words fell, the truck drove through a large pothole and bumped violently. The two were bounced up and down, and he touched the back of his head that was stretched: "Take care of yourself—"
Another bump.
"It's okay, it's like crashing a go-kart—"
Another wave of greater turbulence caused the person to almost fly into the air.
He fell back onto the fertilizer bag, gripped the railing tightly, and became a little irritable: "Damn!"
Du Ruo was taken aback, seeing him like that, wanted to laugh for some reason, turned her head away and curled the corners of her lips.
"What are you laughing at?!—I'm going!—Ho!—Fuck!!"
During the previous section of the road, he was a little irritable, but the mountain road seemed endless, and the people behind lost their temper and got used to it. They collapsed in the compost heap like a rag, dangling with the car body.
Still want to enjoy the scenery in the mountains.
Looking up, there are large expanses of green mountains, yellow, red and green terraced fields like touches of watercolor, dotted with a few flowering trees.
As the sun went down, the sky in the east gradually turned dark blue, while the sky in the west began to show pink.
Orange sunlight slanted down from the shadows of the trees and fell on their faces.
He suddenly said, "Du Ruochun."
She was taken aback: "Huh?"
"Your house has a beautiful view."
she laughed.
Forget it, let him come and relax this time.
Stay away from the hustle and bustle of the world, and give him a short period of peace.
When the sun turned into duck egg yolk and fell into the depression, the pickup truck finally stopped.
When the two got out of the car, their bodies were sore and limp, as if their bones had been dismantled and reassembled.
Jing Ming glanced up the mountain, and there were layers of terraced fields in the mountains, and a small village on the mountainside, with black tiles and white walls, gathered dozens of families. There are also a few sporadic houses dotted among the green hills.
It was evening, and the smoke was curling up.
Du Ruo said hello to the driver and said goodbye, and was about to pick up the suitcase when Jing Ming picked it up.
She didn't argue with him, anyway, she couldn't hold him back.
She led him up the hill along the path.
Soon into the stockade.
The smell of burning rice wafted from the low building. A black child with bare buttocks playing in the mud, a little dirt dog running around wagging its tail, an old grandpa sitting on the bench at the door smoking a cigarette, an old grandma feeding rice in front of the chicken coop. The middle-aged man in trousers drove cattle and sheep home, his feet were covered with mud from the mountains...
They looked at the two young men who entered the village in surprise.
In the small mountain village isolated from the world, people's smiling faces are serene and peaceful, as pure and natural as a mountain.
"Chun Ya is back?" the villagers greeted warmly, Du Ruo responded with a smile and dialect, and walked home.
A few hundred meters out of the stockade, we went up a small hill, and a small local-style building stood on the top of the hill.
Du Ruo suppressed the embarrassment in her heart, and walked into the room: "Mom, grandma."
My head went numb.
Last year, she rebuilt her home. The original mud house was demolished and a new one was built, and all the furniture was replaced.
But the living habits of my mother and grandmother have not changed. After living here for one or two years, the main room is connected with the stove house and integrated into one, filled with firewood, snakeskin bags and other sundries. The gas stove was not used, and a new earthen stove was built at home, and the soot smoked the walls into darkness. Seeds were piled up in cupboards, and pots, pans, and chopsticks were all placed on the stove.
The courtyard, the stove room, and the main room were all in a mess.
She is a little hot-skinned.
Jing Ming had already walked in, glanced around, and his eyes fell on Du Mu's face.
He judged for a second, and the woman in front of him had dark skin and frowning faces, and her face was older than his grandmother, but her hands were bandaged, and another older woman came out tremblingly.
He nodded and said, "Hello, Auntie. Hello, Grandma."
There was a newcomer in the family, and he was still a man. Mother Du gave Du Ruo a cautious look.
Du Ruo: "Mom, you don't remember. He is Jingming."
"Jingming?" Du's mother was taken aback, and she was even more embarrassed. She didn't know Mandarin and spoke dialect, "Jingming? Why is he here? Sit down!"
Her hands were inconvenient, Jing Ming stepped forward immediately: "I will do it myself."
Du's mother didn't understand Mandarin very well, so Du Ruo told her in dialect, telling her not to be too embarrassed. But Du's mother obviously regarded Jingming as a benefactor, and she was terrified, standing far away and not daring to approach.
Jing Ming is the same as usual, he will not feel uncomfortable wherever he goes, he looks around and asks: "Where do I live?"
"My room." Du Ruo led him in.
Although it was her room, I didn't stay there for a few nights. She was absent for a long time, the bed was not made, and the room was not cleaned.
Du Ruo: "Put down your luggage first, and get ready to eat. I'll clean up later and make your bed."
Jingming: "Yes."
When Du Ruo went to the kitchen, Du's mother pulled her aside, saying that she thought she was the only one coming back, and she could cook whatever she wanted. But when Jingming came, he still had to kill a chicken.
With an "oh", Du Ruo went out to the chicken coop to catch the chickens, plucked them, washed them, and went into the house.
Jing Ming was standing in the courtyard, looking curiously at the wooden windows of the low building. In a blink of an eye, Du Ruo walked by carrying a naked chicken. He followed her into the kitchen with a dazed face.
She went to the stove, cut the chicken into small pieces, threw it into the boiling water and blanched it, quickly peeled a bunch of onions, ginger and garlic with her fingers, and quickly cleaned out the potatoes, fungus, and day lily. Take out the blanched chicken pieces, reheat the pot, stir fry with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and add various condiments. In a short while, a yellow stewed chicken will be ready. She fried a few more side dishes.
The food was served on the table, and the four of them sat around the table.
Mother Du anxiously spoke dialect and asked Du Ruo if Jingming would dislike the bad food at home. But he seemed to have a good appetite, and he ate half of the braised chicken.
After eating, Du Ruo heated water for him and asked him to take a shower. After she cleaned up the dishes, she went to his room to sweep the floor and wipe the table, and made his bed.
When Jing Ming walked to the door after taking a shower, he saw her kneeling on the bed touching the sheets. The girl's hands were small and white, and she wiped the crumpled bed sheets to make them fit, tucked the corners, and then patted the pillow with satisfaction to make sure it was soft.
After finishing his work, he stood on the bed and hung the mosquito net for him.
She raised her head and just raised her arms when she felt that the bed board sank and someone approached behind her. In the next second, his arm came over, took the rope in her hand, and tied it to the buckle.
Du Ruo was wrapped in his arms, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. His breath was hot and moist, and fell on her ears. She was itchy and irritable and didn't know what to do.
He tied the rope slowly, and turned to tie the other three horns.
The bed board shook slightly as he walked, her face was hot, and she was a little unsteady, she sat down and slipped to the edge of the bed, slipped off the bed, stood for a while, waited for him to hang up the mosquito net, and wanted to say something, I don't know what to say.
It was he who spoke first: "Go to bed early. You've been tired all day."
"… Um."
After all, both mother and grandmother are at home, so it is inconvenient to stay.
Du Ruo walked out slowly, closed the door, covered her thumping chest, and took a breath.
She went back and climbed into mother's bed and fell asleep.
Mom was still nervous: "Why did he come to our house suddenly?"
Du Ruo said vaguely: "Aunt Mingyi asked him to come and see you."
"What's good about me? It's almost ready."
"Don't worry about it so much, go to sleep."
Mom was still worried: "There is nothing delicious at home, and the market has just passed. If you had said earlier, I should have bought some beef and mutton back."
Du Ruo didn't say anything, turned over and went to bed early.
But in a daze, I always felt that my mother got up and came back, and then got up and came back again, until the cock crowed at dawn.
Mother sighed for a long time, Du Ruo also woke up now: "What are you doing, tossing all night."
Mother said worriedly: "The house is too dilapidated, he must not be used to it."
Du Ruo complained: "Can you stop thinking so much?"
"It's not that I think too much. He didn't sleep all night. In the middle of the night, he sat outside alone for a long time."
Du Ruo was taken aback.