Lu Yin asked Lu Qiang to get some stick bones, and has been making soup for Qian Yuanqing to nourish her body these days.
Qian Yuanqing's face was indifferent, but her heart was not so calm. Leaving aside Lu Qiang's aspect, the two had no relatives and no reason. She took care of her carefully and thoughtfully, but after all, she felt a little sorry. She drove her away several times, but she only smiled gently. After saying fifteen, we will leave.
The taste of the New Year gradually faded, and the villagers resumed their work. Early in the morning, they saw someone leading a cow to the milking station. Lu Yin was wearing a pair of black cotton shoes, which were baggy and of no style, and against her straight and round slender legs, they were simply ridiculous.
She picked up the firewood and ran back into the house.
The cotton shoes were made by Qian Yuanqing the next day. The uppers were filled with thick cotton, and the soles were an inch thick, making them extremely cold-resistant when stepped on the snow.
That day, she threw her shoes on the ground with a stern face: "Go ahead and wear them, I'm not responsible for freezing you to death."
Lu Yin was stunned, ignoring her attitude, she was still happy in her heart. She took off her short boots, stepped directly in with her feet, and tried to take two steps, as if stepping on cotton.
She showed her face, "Thank you, Auntie."
Qian Yuanqing held the corner of her lips and snorted coldly in disgust.
These shoes can be worn for a few days. In fact, they don't fit well, like a child stealing an adult's, but they are very warm.
When Lu Qiang came in from the outside, he couldn't help but look at her feet, and handed over the fish he just caught.
Qian Yuanqing was not as resistant as before, she only glanced at him at first, did not greet or push anyone away, and treated him like air. Lu Qiang stood alone in the middle for a while, raised his hand, and glanced at the Kang when he touched his forehead. He was not interested, so he raised his legs and walked out.
Passing by Lu Yin, he bowed his head and said, "When the soup is ready, you can have a bowl too."
Lu Yin pursed her lips and nodded.
The room was quiet. Lu Yin moved a small bench and sat on the ground to handle the fish just now. The soup pot on the stove was bubbling, and the steaming white mist spread around, exuding a rich and delicious smell.
Lu Yin wiped her hands, went to squat in front of the stove, and tasted lightly with a small spoon.
Qian Yuanqing was doing handwork for others, and glanced at her: "That bastard treats you well?"
She paused, hummed, and tasted it again, "I didn't know how to do it before, but now I'm very careful, and I can cook some dishes, so I can barely eat it." She served Qian Yuanqing a bowl: " Do you drink now?"
"Let's put it there," she adjusted her posture when she was tired from sitting, "leave me alone and drink your own."
Lu Yin squatted by the stove, folded her hands on her knees: "When you are well, can you make me a steamed bun?"
Qian Yuanqing glanced at her: "Then any good thing is sold at the entrance of the village."
Lu Yin said: "Lu Qiang always talks about it, I can't miss it. At first I was like you, thinking, don't steamed buns all taste the same, what is delicious? He said that you used to make it all the time. I can eat three or four at a time... so I want to try it."
Qian Yuanqing's eyes flickered, "I can't do this leg."
"Why can't it be done! The boards have been removed." Lu Yin curled her lips and snorted softly: "At any rate, I have worked hard to boil so much bone soup for you."
She didn't appreciate it: "Let's see then."
Lu Yin filled soup for herself, without moving the floor, drank it while squatting down, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "What was Lu Qiang like when he was a child?"
She paused for a moment, then said in a cold voice, "I've never been a fuel-efficient lamp since I was a child." Lu Yin braced her chin and waited, and then she continued: "He opened someone's head with the front foot, and his father apologized with the back foot to form gangsters." Yes, the other kids ran away when they saw him. One year, like nine years old, he secretly stuffed firecrackers into the boiler of Liu Quaner’s house, and the next day the fire was lit, and all the firecrackers exploded, Liu Quaner was almost not disfigured.”
Lu Yin smiled lightly: "Then why does he like to eat steamed buns?"
Qian Yuanqing continued: "It's not because of greed. In the past, my family was poor, and I only slaughtered pigs once during the festivals. After killing, I basically sold them, leaving only a few pouches and pigskin. I used an iron pot to stew them. , the steamed buns are steamed on top, and the stewed meat seeps into it...the steamed buns all smell like meat."
Lu Yin only took a few sips of the soup in her hand, and after a long time, she held it warm in her hand. She stared at the ground, not knowing what to think.
It was unnatural to be quiet, and Qian Yuanqing realized that she had said too much, she frowned: "If you want to eat and sit at the table to eat well, what does it sound like to squat here?"
Lu Yin was used to her sarcastic remarks, moved to the table with the bowl and chopsticks, and couldn't help turning her head to look at her again. She was right about the tenderness in her eyes at that moment, no matter how cold and hard the heart is, it can't match the blood connection.
Lu Yin knew that she didn't close her eyes the night she learned the truth, it wasn't because she refused to forgive, but she was just in the mode of resentment and couldn't change it for a while.
Perhaps, what is needed more now is time.
A few more days later, Qian Yuanqing was able to get out of bed, stand on tiptoe, hold on to the chair cabinet, and go to the table to eat with the help of Lu Yin's support.
Lu Yin's black chicken soup and two vegetarian dishes. Someone came in with the curtain lifted, Lu Yin turned her back and stretched her neck to look. Within a few seconds, Lu Qiang pushed open the door of the room, holding a cane in his hand.
Lu Yin stood up and took it over: "You bought it?"
"Going to town in the morning."
Lu Yin weighed it a few times, put it on the side of the table, and smiled: "Auntie, you can use this when you get out of bed."
Qian Yuanqing put vegetables in her mouth without raising her eyelids.
The two stood awkwardly. Lu Yin rubbed her hands: "Have you eaten yet?"
Lu Qiang: "No."
She bit her lower lip, and asked tentatively, "Sit down and eat together?" After asking, she went to Qian Yuanqing, and Lu Qiang couldn't help but glance at her.
The other party was indifferent and ate his own, as if he didn't hear it.
Lu Yin saw that there was something going on, and tugged on his sleeve: "Sit down, I'll get the bowls and chopsticks."
Lu Qiang licked the corners of his lips, lifted his trouser legs and sat opposite her.
Lu Yin walked on thin ice, she didn't dare to make a sound while eating, and secretly looked at Qian Yuanqing's expression. He looked at Lu Qiang again, he ate with a big mouth, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, just like usual.
Lu Yin slandered inwardly, who knows if the calmness on the surface is just a faux pas.
The activities in her heart were too frequent, she was not concentrating, she choked on the rice grains, and her face was red from coughing.
"Choking?"
She nodded but could not answer.
Lu Qiang put down the bowl, moved the stool to her side, and patted her back lightly with his big palm.
Lu Yin covered her mouth and nose, her eye circles were red from coughing.
Qian Yuanqing frowned, raised her head and glanced, "Drink some water." It wasn't warm, and she didn't know who to tell it to.
Lu Qiang swept around the table before getting up to find water for her.
Lu Yin finally calmed down and raised her hand to wipe away the tears she forced out.
Lu Qiang helped her remove the rice grains from the corner of her mouth: "It's really capable, I can't even understand the rice."
Lu Yin glared at him: "I didn't pay attention."
"Do you still drink, can I pour you some more?"
"No," Lu Yin took the chopsticks, "It's much better, let's eat."
She put food for him: "Try this."
Lu Qiang said: "The tofu is not bad, but the broccoli is a bit bland."
"Really?" Lu Yin picked up a piece and tasted it: "It's a little bit, then you can eat something else."
Lu Qiang didn't say a word, and put the rice in his mouth.
Lu Yin served him soup: "This one has been boiled for three hours, so it should taste good."
Lu Qiang picked it up and took a sip.
"How about it?"
"It's delicious."
Lu Yin smiled, "Do you want more rice? Can I bring you some more?"
"Um."
The two of them forgot the occasion, acting as if no one else was there.
There was a "snap" over there, and Qian Yuanqing put down her chopsticks, "I can't stop eating." She supported the dining table and got up.
Lu Yin hurriedly went to help, and reached out to take the crutch next to her: "Auntie, try this."
"No need." She turned around, "I'm used to it." I don't know who to say.
Lu Yin put down her crutches, turned her head and shrugged at Lu Qiang, and carefully helped her onto the bed.
This lasted for two days, Lu Qiang came back more and more often, Qian Yuanqing ignored him, and didn't even give him half a look. But no matter what, the atmosphere eased, and Lu Yin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
On the night of the tenth day of the first lunar month, there was a heavy snowfall, and the snowflakes fell from the sky like flying catkins. Not long after, all the traces on the ground were covered up, and there were children laughing, running and making noise, and playing snowball fights outside.
Lu Yin leaned against the window and stared at the glass for a long time. In the yard, the light from the lanterns became softer and softer. Zhangzhou has never had such a heavy snow, even if there is, it is not as pure as here.
She took out her mobile phone and sent Lu Qiang a message, and it didn't take long for her to hear back.
Lu Yin smiled, turned to look at Qian Yuanqing, she went over, "Auntie, I'm going out for a while."
She looked at her: "It's snowing outside, what are you doing out there?"
Lu Yin was ambiguous: "Walk around casually."
"With the little bastard?"
"..." she nodded.
Qian Yuanqing snorted: "Go, I didn't tie your legs."
"Oh, I'll be back soon." Lu Yin answered, picked up her coat and walked out.
Before the door was opened, Qian Yuanqing called to her: "Wait a minute." She slowly scrambled to the top of the kang, rummaged through the cabinet for a long time, and found a pair of cotton trousers: "Put them on before going out, I'll give them to myself." I made it, but I haven't had time to wear it yet."
The cotton trousers are all made of cotton wool, very thick, very common in the local area, almost everyone wears them. It's just too bloated, and the lines don't show up at all.
Qian Yuanqing paused, then rummaged through the cabinet again, "Put on the padded jacket, too."
Lu Yin was a little surprised. The padded jacket is bright red with pink dark flowers. It is an old-fashioned double-breasted style, with small and delicate buttons, and a circle of gold thread embroidered around the neckline. Lu Yin is a student of clothing, so she can tell from a glance that the workmanship is excellent.
"You did this?" she asked.
"It's nothing to do and play."
Lu Yin looked at it repeatedly for a long time, the padded jacket was booming and beaming with joy.
Qian Yuanqing was impatient, thinking that she was ugly: "Who in Daheitian looks at you, why are you so beautiful. That small body will blow you away in a gust of wind."
Lu Yin smiled and said to change immediately.
The cotton trousers were not made according to her size, they were fat and long, so it was okay for her to wear a belt. The size of the padded jacket is just right, with the cuffs reaching to the tiger's mouth and the hem reaching to the hips. The waist is a bit fat, but it is generous.
Qian Yuanqing couldn't help looking her up and down, and seeing that she was still standing there stupidly, she stuffed a scarf before letting her go.
Lu Qiang stood at the door and waited for a long time. After half a cigarette, he saw a person flashing out of the door, staggering and walking with great difficulty.
When people came to him, Lu Qiang's cigarette ash fell on his hand, he shivered from the heat, looked down for a long time, and then raised his hand and waved it away.
"Let's go." He said lightly.
Lu Yin took the initiative to put her hand in his palm, raised her head and asked, "What expression do you have?"
"What's wrong?"
"... It seems quite disgusting."
"No." Lu Qiang looked at the road ahead and led her to the East Moon River: "Your scarf doesn't match right."
Lu Yin didn't understand: "What's wrong?"
"A red jacket should go with a green one."
Lu Yin snorted: "So should I give you a green hat... Ah! It hurts..."
Before she finished speaking, her fingers were clenched together, and he gritted his teeth: "Lu Yin, you fucking don't want to live anymore."
His fingertips were bloodshot and a little cold. Lu Yin noticed the aphasia, and hurriedly said, "I was wrong."
Lu Qiang was not really angry, he hooked her lips and bit her hard before giving up.
At this time, the snow was a little lighter, and it fell quietly. There was no wind, and the whole village was immersed in a cold silence.
In fact, there is no specific destination, Lu Yin simply wants to see the place where he grew up.
All the way to the east, the village is getting farther and farther away, and the red light of the lanterns forms a line in the distance, peaceful and peaceful. Today there are stars and moons, the ground is covered with snow, and the sky is so dark that it is not pure.
When they arrived at Moon River, Lu Qiang pointed it out to her. It is impossible to tell whether it is the road or the river, and the white snow stretches as far as the eye can see, flattening the boundary between the land and the river.
Lu Yin was a little disappointed.
Lu Qiang led her to walk along the river, the moonlight elongated their shadows, walking all the way, leaving behind two long strings of footprints, interlaced and messy.
After walking for a while, a small arch bridge appeared in front of it. After weathering and frost, the stone piers eroded and aged, and the original appearance could not be seen.
The two stood up, and Lu Qiang surrounded her from behind. Standing on a high place, the Yimapingchuan in front of me was a little shocked.
Lu Yin asked, "Where did the fish come from?"
Lu Qiang pressed against her ear and said in a low voice.
She hid: "Can you catch fish in winter?"
"Use a special tool to dig a hole."
"Can they all be caught?"
"Look at the technology." Lu Qiang said, "Not many."
Lu Yin snorted: "It's up to you."
He hummed again, pressed his lips against her earlobe, and climbed up with his palm, covering her chest, and grabbed a hand of clothes: "It doesn't feel good."
Lu Yin smiled softly.
He asked, "How long has it been since we made out?"
Lu Yin: "..."
Lu Qiang touched her cheek, "Do you think about me?"
"No," she rolled her eyes, "I can see it every day."
"What about my brother?"
Lu Yin's breathing was stagnant, and she felt her face was freezing, but it was burning hot: "You can't think healthier... Shameless."
"It hurts as much as you think about it." Lu Qiang smiled and pressed it against her ear, Xu Yin'er said: "It only hurts when you are healthy."
It was a world of ice and snow, and substantive things could not be done. Lu emphasized a few words of drama, and they began to kiss.
The snow did not know when it stopped, the sky was dark and clear, and today's stars are extraordinarily bright. Standing at the head of the bridge, the entangled figures shrink into a small dot, the sky and the earth are vast, and they seem to be in a land of no one, only each other cuddling each other in the vast white.
Lu Yin secretly opened his eyes, his outline was clear and deep, and with his eyes closed, his strength was unprecedentedly soft.
Under the moonlight, his kisses were less aggressive and more devout.
A ray of light flashed across the end of her eyes, Lu Yin tilted her head slightly, it was a shooting star. Meteors are not uncommon, but rare is the person who is with them.
She closed her eyes gently, and carefully described a wish in her heart. In fact, it is not extravagant, but they are the sun and the moon, and they are destined to experience ups and downs.
For the moment of meeting, no matter how difficult it is, she also hopes that the ending will be good.