What happened at Jietianlong that day, if you think about it, it's not surprising. Ling Lan's words matched Jiang Biao's body. Two people loved her, one was poor and the other was rich. The rich may be made up, but the poor must be Jiang Biao. As long as she makes a phone call, Jiang Biao will drive the farm vehicle to Shaqiao and send a group of girls from the Jinyuan Beauty Salon to take a bath or play in the stream behind the alum mine factory. Going out of the car to help this kind of favor, in return is a group of girls whispering in their ears, and even naked bathing in the open air not far away, ordinary men can't ask for it. However, Suzuran said that as long as she nodded in agreement, the man wanted to marry her, which must have been casually made up. I clearly heard Jiang Biao tell his a little dull apprentice that there is a teacher at home. Jiang Biao is a married man.
I laughed when I thought of this, why take it seriously? Nowhere is quiet, as long as there are men and women, and if they are full, there will be intricate situations. Jiang Biao should be about the same age as me, and he is very young, because sports cars often run outside, there are many opportunities to steal fishy; lily of the valley is at most 20 years old, and it is also a flower in Shaqiao. He wants to have love for her, and even become possessive because of his love. It is only natural that other men are not allowed to have nude photos of Lily of the valley.
I think my guess is all the facts. Many times, I will be confident for no reason.
About a week later, Suzuran called and asked me if the photos were washed out and sent them to her, or she would come to me to pick them up someday in the city. I have already figured out the reason. I said that the camera broke when I came back that day. The current digital machine does not use negatives. After that, all the photos become air and volatilize. She sighed regretfully and said that you have worked so hard, so please take pictures for me if you have a chance. She didn't know the principle of the digital machine, and she didn't know what happened to the storage card, so I was easily fooled. I was relieved.
This incident just passed, and I was dismissed in a muddled manner that summer. Without the restraint of Diqing, I feel relaxed. Every day I eat and drink beer with a group of friends, and sing in Zhu Zepei's shop. With the strength of the wine and the tolerance of my friends, I became more daring to sing. One night, I was confused and placed a piece of Li Na's original "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau". When my friends saw me picking up the microphone, they realized that I had ordered the song, and realized that the situation had become very serious. Several people rushed over at the same time and snatched the microphone over with lightning speed. They wiped their sweat and each had another drink to celebrate the smooth elimination of the danger.
Diqing came back once, and she asked me when to go with her. I said the timing is not yet ripe. She was not satisfied with my answer, she said if you want to perfuse me, you don't want to leave at all... Do you have other women? I turned over all my pockets and trouser pockets and hung them outside, saying that if you are in doubt, look for them.
One day I got up at noon, waiting for a friend to call in first. In remote cities like Jicheng, whoever calls first and pays is still universal. After waiting for a while, when I was about to scold a few evil spirits, I didn't realize that I was paying for it. A phone call came. After that, it was Dr. Fan. He asked me to visit him. My scalp is a little numb, and it is estimated that what I have done will be passed on to his ears, and he will instill in me some principles of life for free. When I went, I found my father was there, and the two were drinking small wine and talking, and there was a chair left for me.
"Uncle Fan, what good things do you want to say?" Seeing that it was not for education, I relaxed.
Dr. Fan said, "When are you going to call me father-in-law?"
"Father-in-law!" I cried loudly and powerfully. The father and Doctor Fan laughed. Dr. Fan said: "You are not young anymore, see if this year, at most next year, can you get married?"
I said, "I thought my father-in-law only knew about writing that book, and wouldn't bother to worry about it."
"Why don't I worry about my daughter?"
I said, "I'm fine, but how to tie it? Where? And, is Diqing willing to do it?"
"It's over here. Diqing I will tell her, as long as she can pinch the index, she should know that she is not young."
My father said: "We discussed a while ago. The most urgent thing is to buy a new house and make it look decent. My dormitory is too old and the area is not enough. She is always thinking about it at her age. The advantage of home. As long as a woman is married, she is not afraid of her heart. As long as the child is a lifetime, she is not afraid of her random thoughts. Ya cub, you have nothing to do anyway, and you can transfer a few more properties. We all think about money together.
I said I want it. I had never thought of buying a house before, and it suddenly got on the agenda.
After that, I went to Yecheng to transfer a few real estates, and the prices were all about the same, two to three thousand dollars, but I always felt dissatisfied. When I think that people like me who are not very promising will be nestled in such a house in the future, I become picky. Until November, I saw a house that others wanted to change quickly in the famous city on the waterfront. It was a rough house that had been delivered for two years. The location was good. The river was in front and the mountains were on the other side of the river. The pen holder looked like a wave and rolled out several peaks gently. Ask the price, the middleman said two thousand eight. He said that four families have come here to inspect the house, and they are all hesitating, asking if the owner can take less. I know that the people in Yecheng have this temper. They always want to lower the price when things look good; but if someone really wants to buy it, maybe they will immediately come and say, I will add a little more and ask for it. In many cases, it was obviously a fire sale, but in a blink of an eye it turned into an auction.
I told the middleman: "I want it. If the procedures are completed tomorrow, I will add you 20 yuan per square meter."
The man with a brick knife face said, "Okay. The house price will rise in the future, and you want to change hands and pour it out. I will exempt your agency fee.
"To get it."
"Brother, with such a cheerful personality, you can either suffer a loss or get rich when you see the sky. When you get rich, I can also be an intermediary for a woman."
"Man, look it up in the Xinhua Dictionary, OK? It's called pimping."
The homeowner and I completed the transfer procedures in half a day, and I took over their mortgage. It is early winter, and Dr. Fan told me that the decoration is not suitable now. He has to wait until April and May of the following year. The house will be warmed up in the spring and autumn. After the decoration, it is suitable to get married in the winter. My prospective father-in-law has drawn a clear schedule in his head.
When Diqing came back during the Lunar New Year, Dr. Fan discussed the matter with her, knowing and reasoning with affection. Anyhow, after finishing the ideological work, Diqing took the initiative to come to me and asked me to take her to the house that I had bought. After I went there, I took a walk around and took a look at the surroundings inside and outside. Diqing also said that he liked it very much.
She also said, "Don't decorate it now, and let me know when I've decided. With the elderly, you should deal with it first, you know? It's really not possible. I think it's not difficult for this house to resell."
I hummed as usual.
She went to Guancheng on the eighth day of the year, saying that several bosses wanted to use her script as an investment project.
There are a lot of rich people in Guancheng, and there are more rich people, so the probability of attracting investment increases. It is not impossible to describe underground movies as investment projects and to encourage private entrepreneurs to throw money in them. After so many years, Diqing has also become awake a lot, and feels that he can't always pay from Disheng.
After the beginning of the spring, I didn't follow Diqing's intentions. As soon as the weather got better, I decided how to decorate the house I bought. I plan to decorate the house according to my own ideas and do it myself; let my uncle Sanlang help me ask two Guanglin masters to work together, and at the same time help me refer to whether those ideas are feasible. Most of the good decorators in Jicheng come from Guanglin. As the name suggests, Guanglin is a county with lush forests. There have always been many thick and thin carpenters, many wood brokers, and many strong as mountain laymen.
First prepare the materials. The third uncle said that he needed to find a way for the building materials. In fact, he just turned a corner and went to my mother's shop to get the wholesale price. For some accessories and utensils used for details, I plan to go shopping for second-hand goods. Purchasing second-hand goods is my hobby, which is also related to Dr. Fan's treatment of me. The piles of old tables, chairs and cabinets in his house have never been changed, but they are arranged in a patchwork manner. After wiping them for years, the texture and gloss have become more and more pleasing to the eye.
When I go shopping for second-hand goods, I need a car. I can’t ask my mother, so I can only rely on friends who get together and drink at any time. I called Wu Guangzhou, my old classmate, who is a section chief of the Commercial Bureau. I told him about this, and he agreed, saying that their department happened to have a pickup truck, which was suitable for people and goods, and I could borrow it for two days on weekends. He added: "I can also help you arrange a driver. He just came to work this year, a newcomer and novice, so he can call. You just need to take care of the meal." I said it's not necessary, I can drive it by myself. Wu Guangzhou was happy to take the new start as a favor. He said: "Since you are going to shop for used goods to renovate your house, and you come across small toilets or spittoons, you can carry half a dozen with your own hand, which is very convenient; if you find a carved nanmu bed by yourself, no one will help you. Where can I carry it? Listen to me, this person is easy to use. Now when I don’t need it, I’m familiar with it in the office, but he’s fast."
Kindness is hard to come by. Since Wu Guangzhou is sincere, I will not refuse. I asked that master's name, and he said his name was Jiang Youzhi.
On Saturday morning, as agreed, I went to Guangge International Hotel to wait for the bus. As soon as I arrived, I found a dark green pickup truck waiting for me, and the license plate number was correct. Sure enough, it was a rookie and a novice, so he came to the place and waited for me early. I walked over and patted the window of the car. When the window was rolled down, I saw Jiang Biao.
I greeted him. We smiled at each other, and there was the joy of reunion after a long time in our eyes. I haven't seen him for about eight months, and he hasn't changed at all.
"Isn't there a master named Jiang Youzhi?"
"I am Jiang Youzhi."
"Aren't you called Jiang Biao?"
"You have a good memory. My name is Jiang Biao and Jiang Youzhi."
I opened the car door and sat in and asked him, "What's the matter?"
Jiang Biao (because of the old rules, let him continue to call him Jiang Biao) said disapprovingly: "What's so strange about this? Chairman Mao, also called Mao Zedong, right? Faye Wong, also called Wang Jingwen. Jing Huixiang (our secretary of the municipal party committee), originally It's called Gou Huixiang. Premier Zhou, also called..."
"Zhou Enlai!" I slapped the bridge board, rushing to answer. "I know, one is your pen name, right?"
"Uh, yes, I drove under a pen name." Jiang Biao couldn't help but smile.
We didn't talk much later, I smoked my cigarette, and he still ate sweets. I asked him to drive to the Second Bridge Qiaotou Second-hand Goods Market and picked up a bunch of old furniture. He helped me to put it in the car and sent it to the famous waterside city. Several bundles of cedar planks and cedar squares of various thicknesses have been piled in the house. I plan to use fir as the main decoration material, and the whole house is painted with tung oil. Not to mention environmental protection, it also saves money. In Guancheng, I once joined a DIY (Do It Yourself) association. Diqing plans to capture some materials and waits all day to see how I do DIY. But in Guancheng, we are just renting a house, the furniture is provided by the landlord, there is an agreement when renting, we can not even rearrange the room according to our own ideas.
Now, I plan to implement the spirit of DIY into my own room, and truly become a master in my territory. I get a little excited when I think about it this way. Sanjiu promised to find two guerrilla carpenters for me. I also specially reminded Sanjiu that those two carpenters should just do the work, and don't have any opinions. It is a good thing to be independent, and it is really scary to have many independent people. I don't want others to discuss with me whether the toilet is one-piece or split, ceramic or stainless steel, smart or computer-controlled. I have already thought about using squats to increase leg strength. And my father, even though he is familiar with the principles of toilets, he is still a hardcore fan of the pit. It turned out that the flush toilet was bought by my mother after the housing reform and installed in the slab house under the walnut tree. My father removed it during the divorce and division of the property and asked my mother if he wanted to pack it and take it away.
Jiang Biao helped me move all the old furniture I bought to the third floor and was about to leave. I said let's go to dinner together, and he shook his head, indicating that day is still the same place at the same time. On the contrary, I was a little embarrassed and asked him: "It’s not so good. I’m not afraid to trouble people, but you are too polite. You don’t smoke or eat. I’m not good at buying you a bag of sweets at such an old age. Right?"
He went downstairs and said, "Well, you can buy me a bag of mints tomorrow. No trouble, now I'm alone in the city, and I'm idle anyway."
That night I went to Jiangyang Avenue with my friends again, and Wu Guangzhou came. I asked about Jiang Biao, and he said that Jiang Biao had just been assigned this year. He graduated from the City College of Education, so the Bureau of Education is supposed to solve the job. Jiang Biao's uncle, Shi Julong, was a little capable, and got him into the Bureau of Commerce through ties. I want to ask more questions, but Wu Guangzhou can't figure it out.
Since then, Jiang Biao has helped me many times by driving. With the materials ready, I used the computer to draw the drawings, and then led two young carpenters from Guanglin to decorate the room. In only half a day, I have become familiar with the functions of the woodworking multi-purpose machine. In my opinion, doing this kind of work is not only not tiring, but self-cultivation, full of fun, why spend money to entrust the fun to others? Knocking on walls, digging trenches, threading electrical wires, roughening the walls, polishing cedar boards, applying tung oil, and fixing the walls. These things are basically all I do. The two carpenters like to grind foreign workers and I don’t care about them. They also served me tea and water. They said: "Brother, if you are free, you can follow us after we take the time."
"Oh, okay. Then you have to teach me more craftsmen. I haven't touched the axe plane." The master named He said: "Now it's all set by a woodworking machine. To be honest, I just started the axe plane. I touched it when I was. Xiao Li, like you, said he was a carpenter. I'm afraid I never touched a plane. Xiao Li, didn't he?"
The other master nodded with a smirk.
Master He again said: "Brother, I think you are good at using your hands and feet. You are a man who does things. You can touch it for a while until you finish installing your house. You can use the woodworking machine no worse than him."
"Uh, that's it." I'm a bit regretful, I didn't expect to be a carpenter so well now.
I remember when I was young, other people in that row of dormitories asked Carpenter You Fang to make wardrobes and beds. Once the toolbox was opened, there were a lot of long and short planes, tiger planes, crabs, males, and females. The carpenter at that time never knew that he was in a hurry. It took at least ten days for a bed and a cabinet. The children in the working yard surrounded him. He also had the leisure to talk to the children, holding the male plane in his left hand and the female plane in his right hand. Ask us which one is male and which one is female. I figured out the difference between male planing and female planing very early. The male planer has two cutting edges, hollow, and the female planer has one cutting edge hollow on both sides. The carpenter also taught me to use a male planer to plan a tenon on the side of the board. He planed the groove on the other one, and finally applied resin glue to join the two boards together. After stitching, stroking the smoothness, he raised his head and looked at me triumphantly. He said mysteriously: "Did you see it? That's how your father and mother made you out." I asked curiously how it was made out, and he said, "This one, ask your parents about it." Carpenter Can't calculate me. At that time, I already knew that such questions could not be asked to parents. My father has already answered, so don't ask if you shouldn't ask, you will naturally understand then.
I remember the slow carpenter back then, and look at the two carpenters who helped me with the work. Their tools have been reduced to a woodworking machine and a nail gun. I'm a little sorry, I guess I can only go to the museum to see the pile of planes in the future.
Jiang Biao and I became acquaintances over and over again. We need to use a car on weekends. I called him on Friday and he never refused. He also took the initiative to say to me: "It doesn't necessarily have to wait until the weekend. You are optimistic about the goods, you can call me any day, I will come to help you drag the goods after five o'clock after work." I also thank you in advance. .
As time went by, the pattern of the room gradually became clear, and it was approaching my vision in an orderly manner. I used a whole piece of floor-to-ceiling glass and a lavender curtain to fix the bedside wall of the master bedroom. I found a poem that I quite liked from the desk book "Liangdangxuan Collection", and asked my father-in-law, Dr. Fan, to write it in running script, and then I went to the advertising shop to have the words carved on white sticker paper. I then glued the engraved white calligraphy on the floor-to-ceiling glass. The floor-to-ceiling glass is attached to the front baffle of the bed, and the curtain hangs at the back, usually closed. The white lettering on the glass concealed into the white wall behind, but as soon as the curtain was pulled, the poems popped out line by line. "... The only way to solve the thousand mountains is to call the travelers, who knows that the body is the unreturned soul." The decorative effect has been achieved, and then Dr. Fan will see that his calligraphy has a relief effect, and he can imagine that it will be very useful. In the toilet, I used a bamboo ladder that I bought for 25 yuan to blacken the knots and put it on the side of the squat as a towel rack. On the balcony, I used three bags of white cement and sand to pave the bottom layer, and randomly inlay some pebbles, and the floor of the balcony was fixed.
Jiang Biao reminded me that there was a large piece of soap in the spout of the squat pit. I told him that it was deliberately thrown in, and the water couldn't wash away. The effect of getting stuck there to get rid of the peculiar smell was better than anything else. When I was in the shower, I happened to find that soap can still be used like this. To be honest, air fresheners often make me sneeze and not win. When Jiang Biao understood, he said, "You people in the city, just live a fresh life."
In the beginning, Jiang Biao helped me, and turned around after moving things. Slowly, he was happy to stay in my room for a while. When I saw me lifting a cedar integrated board to the top of the wall that day, the two carpenters smoked cigarettes and watched the excitement. He walked over to help me. Stay at the bottom of the plank and set a good position with me. Now that the example is opened, he will be more and more active in helping me in the future, and he is also a good hand. With a little touch, Master He can use a woodworking machine to cut circles and plan arc-shaped edges. He didn't like to talk too much. The two masters of Guanglin felt that the people in this city were not as good at dealing with them as I was.
Master He commented to me in private: "You are approachable, and the surname Jiang loves to play Lao Mapi." The people in Jicheng say that I play Lao Mapi, which is probably similar to the pretense of the northerners.
"Oh?" I couldn't help but smile, and said to Master He, "Agreeable people don't dare to be. Agreeable people are aimed at officials. There is no relationship between us and others. Master Jiang is not what you said. , He didn't like to talk at all."
Master He nodded, indicating that he understood. Master Li became interested when I pointed out that Master He's improper use of words. He asked: "Brother Gu, then I want to marry a woman from the city as a wife, so why always scold me for being greedy. Isn't that right?"
"If you marry one and want to marry another, then Lao He is right. Have you married now?"
"There is a hairy. There are so many women in the city on the road dangling under my nose, I just can't hold one."
"Then this word can't be used on your head."
Master Li became happy and said, "Lao He, look at you, you are the one who loves to spread rumors and make trouble."
I held back a laugh, knowing in my heart, let alone the master carpenter, the artistically cultivated Diqing, and even I myself sometimes use idioms to fail. Soon after, Diqing got married with me because she was pregnant with fluffy hair, and then she couldn't hide it when she dragged it down. On the day of the wedding, she pointed to the slightly protruding belly, and said self-feeling: "Oh, I was murdered by you and ended up with a finger-to-finger marriage." I was not good to correct her and said it should be called Fengzi's marriage. I had to say: "My wife, you stay safe during this time, and you will spit out blood in a few months." Of course, this is something to follow, so I don't want to press it for the time being.
Master He looked slightly embarrassed and asked me again: "Then what do you think Driver Jiang is like?"
I couldn't find a suitable word to summarize Jiang Biao, and I admit that he was also unfamiliar with him. Through this time of contact, I have reason to think that he is a trustworthy person. At the same time, I can see that there is a kind of power in his eyes that can burst out at any time.
Jiang Biao himself quickly changed the views of the two masters. After the floors of the two bedrooms were paved, they were painted with tung oil and waxed, and the weather was also hot enough to make people feel a little aftertaste. I bought brown mats and mats and asked the two masters to sleep in them at night. After I finished my work at night, I bought food and drinks for them to drink beer. Sometimes Jiang Biao was there and told him not to leave. Jiang's standard alcohol volume is average, and two bottles are too much. I know that many of us here are like this. If they don't drink or talk, they will talk more. When they talk too much, the two masters feel that this person is not an old Mapi. After drinking, I want Jiang Biao not to drive back. He said hello and slept with me on the floor of the master bedroom at night. The two masters slept in the opposite guest room.
I slowly learned about Jiang Biao's family affairs. He dropped out of school in his first year of high school and went home, and got the chance to go back to school ten years later. This opportunity was won by his father and dozens of substitute teachers who could not get a full conversion from the Municipal Education Bureau. This group of old substitute teachers once honed their perseverance and undaunted qualities in the most remote rural areas. They had a stalemate with the leaders of the Education Bureau for four or five years. The other party finally let go and promised to gradually solve the employment problem of their children. The so-called solution cannot be accomplished overnight. First, the diploma must be given, and then the children will be allowed to enter the national establishment to be considered safe. Jiang Biao caught up with this wave. He dropped out of school when he was in high school and didn't graduate. Three years ago, in order to shorten the time, his father worked hard to get him a high school diploma. If Jiang Biao took a junior high school diploma to enjoy this treatment, he would study in the College of Education for five years.
He mentioned his father's name, which I think is quite interesting. "Your father's name is Jiangbian Kuan?"
"Yeah. My grandfather has no culture, so he took such a name. He has culture, so he named me Jiang Youzhi."
"You don't like it?"
"No. I like single names. In our rural areas, we have multiple names, with the character generation in the front and a name in the back. From a young age, I have known that people in the city like to take single names, so they get rid of the character generation so as not to be the same age People in the city are mixed together, and in terms of generation, this is actually the grandfather and the other is the grandson. No one in the city wants to be a grandson."
I never thought that the original difference between single names and multiple names is here, and single names can rise to the height of rebelling against patriarchal clan rights. I asked him how to get to work in the Commercial Bureau. He did not hide it, saying that like Wu Guangzhou, his uncle's relationship opened the back door and helped him get the job. He also said that after graduation, he waited for the distribution of the Bureau of Education. He should go to the township to teach middle and elementary schools, and can be divided into Jietianlong Middle School or Elementary School. That is a matter of burning high incense. After all, Jietianlang is the leading rich town in Jicheng. Although I earn more by driving than teaching, I can't earn back the decent share of eating a national meal. One day, his uncle Shi Julong called and said lightly: "Be prepared, and I will send you to the Municipal Bureau of Commerce for a while." He said "Oh", thinking that his uncle was hitting the wall. His uncle is a farmer entrepreneur who has suddenly made a small fortune in recent years. He estimated that his uncle still didn't know how many procedures and how many rounds of stamps he had to go through to find a formal unit in the city.
Jiang Biao didn't take his uncle's words seriously at the time. It is estimated that he and his friends drank too much, so he took it seriously if he patted his chest. Jiang Biao said to me: "In those few years, my father went to compete with the Education Bureau, and it took all his hard work to get a chance. This thing has always made me feel that even if I get into the city, everything is extremely difficult and dangerous. "He clearly remembered that during the stalemate with the leadership of the Education Bureau, his father's always sick body suddenly seemed to be doped. He ran up and down, contacted left and right. After a long time, he was among the group of private teachers. Slowly reveal the position of the leader. Substitute teachers from other villages who participated in this incident often came to his home to meet up. A group of people, like the Revolutionary Party in the past, was very emotional when they talked, and they rushed to speak, and they were noisy. At this time, his father quietly knocked on the table and said: "Brothers, let's not gossip, okay? There are more tongues than mouths, so I can’t make it clear what it means. To speak, follow the order of priority. , Now other people shut up, Lao Li, what do you want to say?" Under his auspices, a group of people's speeches and discussions were able to proceed effectively. Every time when people left the meeting, his father stood by the gate, shook hands with the participants one by one, and sent them out, his face clearly still has a spine-hearted expression. When his father returned to the room, closed the door, and turned around, he suddenly saw that his tiredness instantly covered his sideburns, forehead, and corners of his eyes, and then spread to the entire face.
Jiang Biao also told me that he didn't understand why his parents were so selfless. Just because they were born occasionally by them, they kept thinking about leaving everything to themselves. Why bother
Jiang Biao didn't believe what his uncle Shi Julong said was true, but one day Shi Julong asked him to go to the city to go through the formalities. Within a few days, he really went to work in a commercial bureau, just like a dream.
Hearing this, I am not surprised, saying that some things are smooth when the wind is good, and drinking water is clogged up when the wind is unlucky. When asked what his uncle did, he said that he was just a farmer three years ago.
Shi Julong originally stayed in his hometown and worked as a farmer, but later a mine was discovered there. A few years earlier, someone went to the village to buy a kind of yellow mud with a soft texture and darker color. At the beginning, it was ten yuan a paw, and it quickly rose to forty or fifty. Since then, the price has been going up. Shi Julong has always felt that the land at home is too thin. After applying a few fertilizers, the harvest has not improved. Someone came into the village to collect yellow mud. He happened to collect soil from a few acres of thin ground at home, and mixed it with water to make it thinner and softer. Then he sold it, and they still collected it. When he figured out that the darker yellow mud contained molybdenum, and the price of molybdenum was expensive, he had already dug almost the yellow mud in the ground. Shi Julong's brain was active, so he took the money he sold as his capital, and went to a more partial village to collect yellow mud at a higher price. His father scolded him for having maggots and broken brains. But Shi Julong made more money than he expected. Over the years, he bought a leather bag and held it under his arm. The farmer who sold his yellow mud and the owner of the beneficiation plant who collected his yellow mud called him Boss Shi.
I said, "Then he will definitely help you. He is a farmer who washes his feet and wears shoes and enters the city. He has no deep foundation. It is a bottomless pit that is purely spending money on relationships. He needs reliable people, relatives like you, of course he fights. If you die, you have to pull it up and help it up."
Jiang Biao nodded, thinking I was right.
Another time he also talked about dropping out of school and driving because his brother roared. He was sixteen years old that year, and he was in high school. Houah took someone else’s car to play at the Jietianlong Fair. There were many people. He was hanging outside the car, holding the tarp brace with one hand, and stepping on the rear apron of the car with one foot. As soon as the car opened, the whole car People are fluttering like flags. The car turned a sharp bend halfway and threw Hou A out. -At that time, his younger brother was not by this name. He fell that time, had a problem with his head, and his sneezing sound changed. Only then did he have his current nickname.
The driver also lost money, not much. They were all folks from Maple Ao. Besides, Hou A was less than ten years old at the time, and the driver didn't charge him any money, so he could hang up the car himself, but he could not occupy a seat. That year, his father became ill in a hurry, and his mother had to take care of two patients. He had no intention of studying, and dropped out of school to find a master to learn how to drive, hoping to earn money as soon as possible and give it to his mother. Drivers like him who run country routes don’t learn how to go to a formal driving school. They go to a master. The master drove the car to the abandoned airport in his spare time. Then he said to his apprentice: "Uh, you sit here and get started." The abandoned airport is wide and flat, and is a good place to learn to drive. In a few days, he will leave the teacher. For the first two years, he helped the master get out of the car, and the master gave him some living allowances according to his income every month. At that time, he didn't expect to apply for a driver's license. After he had a car, he wanted to run the route from Jietianlong to the city. Then he went to a formal driving school and got his B certificate.
"Isn't your father a teacher? He allowed you to drop out?"
"He was sick in bed for a few months that year. He couldn't control me. He always coughed when he wanted to scold me, so he had to close his mouth. When he got out of bed, I had already traveled to every village in Jietianlong. In fact, my grades are pretty good. I was among the top few in Jietianlong Junior High School. I was still inferior to the students in the city when I went to high school in the city. I had no regrets when I suddenly dropped out that year. In our place, people are just like that. Those who are alive, even though they are reading books, they have always believed in their hearts that they can't do without the small fields in front of and behind the house."
Speaking of Hoa, he also told me one thing as a joke.
One summer, Jiang Biao pulled a cart of winter melons to the city. Hou A clamored to follow the car into the city, Jiang Biao asked him to sit in the back compartment, hoping that he could help take care of the winter melon. Winter melon is round and long and easy to roll. Hou A was sitting quietly behind him, but then a Black Jialing motorcycle followed. In the car was a fisherman. He was wearing a helmet and a pair of big sunglasses. The wind was strong that day, and the angler wore a brown mid-length leather jacket. The angler wanted to overtake, so it's easy for the motorcycle to super-small truck. At this moment, he saw a swollen head arched out of the back of the pickup truck and smiled at himself. The angler saw that Hou Ah was a fool, and the fool's bright smile would make other people suddenly happy. The angler was infected by Hou Ah's emotions, and responded with a smile, and moved the motorcycle closer, wanting to make Hou Ah amused. However, Hou A's face was cloudy and uncertain, suddenly he narrowed his smile and bit his teeth severely. The angler felt something was wrong, but it was too late. Hou A picked up a winter melon and threw it at his head. Hou A's head is not working, but his hands and feet are quite stable, and he hits accurately, and he is in the middle of his helmet. It was a downhill section, and the angler's car jumped out for several feet and hit a tree.
"... I heard something wrong in the back, so I hurried to the brakes and found that something happened to Hou A'er." Jiang Biao said that he still had lingering fears about the incident, and said, "The man couldn't get up at all at that time. He grinned very happily. What can you do with him?"
I asked: "Did he ever watch that movie, in France, called "Escape from the Tiger's Mouth"?"
"Well, you guessed it right."
"I'll just say it." According to my observation, fools do things without internal logic, but there are often external causes and consequences to follow.
Jiang Biao sighed again, drank the wine in his glass, and said: "The TV station of Dog Day has shown this movie many times during a period of time, and it will be played every few days, and then again every few days. Hou A usually doesn't watch it. TV, but sometimes I watched it, "Escape from the Tiger’s Mouth", he would not get bored after watching it 10,000 times. On that day, when the angler old dragon was also in disobedience, he dressed too much like a German soldier, even with his back The fishing rod cover he was wearing looked like a rifle, which made Roar suddenly smash him."
It's easy to say now. At that time, Hou A lost the money he earned from the sports car for half a year. Jiang Biao added: "Fortunately, the angler Lao Long is a native of the village. He finds someone to set up a relationship. If he is good enough to talk, he will let us pay as much as the medical expenses. I know that my family’s life is difficult, and he was a little embarrassed when he took the money. , Said a lot of kind words, as if this pile of money was our relief to him. If we smashed a cityman, then it's still worth it? Maybe it will pay more than ten times."
I heard this sentence unpleasantly. The difference between urban and rural areas is in my head, which is a handful of specific prejudices. I said, "Why do you always look at things like this? People are distracted from good and bad, don't always divide into cities and villages, okay? People in the city haven't done good deeds, and you haven't had a murder case in Jie Tian Long."
Jiang Biao smiled upon hearing the words. Now that we are familiar, we don't have to think too much about what we talk about.
I suddenly remembered the day when Lily of the valley fell. I said, "No wonder, when you take your brother out now, you just let him sit in the front row, right?"
"Of course. It’s not enough to keep him stuffed in the house all day long. My parents can’t get tired. I can’t take him out and hurt someone again. I can’t take responsibility. So I can only let him sit in the front row, under my nose, at any time. Just keep an eye on it."
A friend from Langshan called and said that several factories were auctioning land, and that old machinery and parts were being sold as scrap steel, asking me if I was not interested. Those are exactly what I want to find, of course I don't want to miss it. I used to help Disheng in the advertising planning in Guancheng, and I was responsible for the merchandise exhibition room. There are furniture and panels painted with new paints and lacquers made in the interior, but I think the effect is not good enough, so I need to add some furnishings. In the showrooms of the same types of manufacturers, most of them are equipped with cheap crafts, but I don’t think those flashy crafts can match the quality of the products. After thinking about it, I went to Guancheng and Guangzhou and Shenzhen's second-hand goods market to buy a batch of them and eliminated them. Old-fashioned machine tools, planing, drawing, boring, milling, turning, grinding, drilling, just look at it, pick out the small parts, large parts, cutting or welding combination, then oiling waxing, swinging In the exhibition room, it seems to be a kind of game between antiques and fashionable installation art. The heavy appearance, calmness and introverted texture of the old machine tool parts really add to the products we display. Now I have to install my own house. I can't find what I want in the boutique, so I want to follow the experience of decorating the showroom and go shopping for old metal equipment. I believe that the texture of the metal and the tone of the cedar board will match well. Langshan is the county with the highest concentration of factories in the entire region. In recent years, it has been undergoing restructuring, shutting down and relocating. After renovating the house, I greeted my friends in Langshan and asked them to pay attention to it.
I called Jiang Biao on Friday, and he agreed to leave the house around 10:30 on Saturday morning. At 11 o'clock the next day, when I was about to go out, Jiang Biao called again and apologized to me. His apprentice came to the city with his wife and children, and it was decided temporarily. He wanted to stop, and they were already on the road. I said, "It's okay. I just want to recognize your family. If it's convenient, let me treat your family to dinner."
Jiang Biao was not polite. He said, "That's what you need."
After noon, Jiang Biao's apprentice Xiaolin drove the farm vehicle and parked on the side of the road. Jiang Biao's lover Xiaoxia got out of the car holding her daughter Lingling, and Hou'a got out of the car. Xiaolin dragged a girl with a bashful red face to the end. Xiao Lin pointed to the girl next to him, and said, "This is my girlfriend, Xiao Guo." Xiao Lin then told Xiao Guo that Jiang Biao was his master, and pointed to my friend who said he was the master. Xiao Lin also enthusiastically introduced Xiao Guo's master's resume and the unit where he worked. It can be seen that this brightened Xiao Lin's face.
Jiang Biao asked humorously: "What kind of girlfriend?"
"It's the kind of girlfriend who was used to get married." Xiaolin Zhenger answered the question arguably.
I took them to the place to eat, no need to ask, Xiao Lin explained his intentions. He is getting married, and he thinks he needs to bring the girl into the city for the master to see. He hoped that Jiang Biao could nod his head, or say it softly, not bad. Jiang Biao knew the meaning of this. He twisted his head a bit to see how Xiao Guo Wei was awkward, and said authoritatively: "Well, you two are so beautiful. You will live your life well in the future." Xiao Lin did not squint, Xiao Guo pinched his clothes. Jiao, the two chopped together with a "Oh" cry.
Xiao Guo doesn't look good, but Jiang Biao feels relieved. He told me that Xiaolin is a reliable person, and Xiaolin will be responsible for Xiao Guo to the end and be kind to her. He added: "I only have such an apprentice. Don't look at him a bit stupid, I like it very much."
At this time, Hou A put a fat face close to him, and stared at Xiao Guo in a daze. Hou Ah's eyes are not concealed. Fortunately, his face is a bit rounded and his expression muscles are very plump, so his expression is not easy to show. Even so, other people could see that when Hou Ah looked at Xiao Guo, his eyes were very greedy. Hou A looked at Xiao Guo's face and then looked at Xiao Guo's chest. Xiao Guo's chest is different from hers. He doesn't know how to be shy. He stands tall and trembles softly without walking, as if the wind is always pouring into the neckline. Jiang Biao had to squeeze Hu'a's chin, twisted his face, and taught him: "Don't worry, don't worry, children eat sweets, and we will find a wife for you."
After hearing this, Xiao Lin approached Jiang Biao and said in a low voice sincerely: "Master, how come I didn't expect that Brother Hou is also of age. If your family wants to find him a daughter-in-law, I will go to my second aunt. I am. My second aunt walked through the house to do this kind of thing. Hey, my little Guo was the result of my second aunt's work."
"You are you, Hoa is Hoa. You are okay. Where can you find your wife?"
"This is not a problem. My second aunt eats this bowl of rice. If my second aunt can't help, I heard that there are people who help fools and disabled people to find wives. Those women are brought from outside..."
Jiang Biao dragged Xiaolin a few steps away, and then said, "Don't take it seriously, I just said those were roaring." I accompanied them on the street almost all day. It's May Day again. There are a lot of people on the street, and Xiaolin Xiaoguo always wants to get together in the lively place, and Hou Ah is also close behind. In the afternoon, the focus was on amusement parks and clothing stores. When Xiao Lin fulfilled the procedure, he had to buy two winter clothes for Xiao Guo. If Xiao Guo accepts it, then Xiao Lin can invite someone to go to Xiao Guo's house to propose marriage. Xiao Guo bought the clothes he likes, and the crimson on his face is more obvious. She was still unfulfilled and wanted to go to the zoo. She doesn't like watching lions and tigers. She just wants to see the marmots in Patagonia, South America. In the past, accompanied by Zhao Zhongxiang’s signature voice, Xiao Guo saw this kind of marmot several times in CCTV programs. She felt that the kind of marmot resembled Xiaolin, so naive and reassuring.
But there is no zoo in Jicheng. Even if there is, it is impossible for her to see what she wants to see. Going to the zoo to see animals is not about searching for songs on the computer during karaoke, and you can tune out which song you want to spell out the name.
"Why is there no zoo in Jicheng?" Little Guoba blinked curiously, she felt incredible.
Jiang Biao couldn't explain it. Answering such questions has always been my strength. I told her: "Because the zoo sells for ten yuan for each ticket, the people in Yicheng are only willing to pay five yuan." Xiao Guo nodded, seemingly satisfied with this answer.
After having dinner early, Xiaolin drove them back to Jietianlong. It can be seen that Jiang Biao’s wife, Xiaoxia, is a living woman who has to take care of her daughter as well as Hou Ah. Hou A is also obedient. Sending away my family, Jiang Biao drove me back to the famous city by the water. On the way, I asked his wife, Xiaoxia, what he did. He said that after being a teacher at the Jietianlong Center and eating the national food, several colleagues chased her and she refused to agree, and wanted to marry him inconspicuously.
"It can be seen that you love your wife very much. Right?"
He smiled and didn't answer, and then said that he was trying to help her transfer to the city so that the family could live together well. But that requires a lot of money, how they both save and use it, they can't save too much, and don't know when and what month they can count. After a while, he thought of something and said to me: "Hou Ah, if I get married, I will inevitably have to pay a sum of money."
"Didn't you tell Xiaolin that if you help Hoa find a wife, do you make him happy?"
"It's not all to coax him. If I give birth to a son, maybe the family won't worry about it anymore." Jiang Biao said with a wry smile, "The inheritance of the clan is a backward thinking, but what can you do with your parents? Both of them. I am anxious to ask someone to help Hoa find a wife... Actually, I don’t think it doesn’t matter if you have children. Young people don’t care much anymore, but at home, they still have to accompany their parents to talk about backwardness, or else they deliberately invite the elderly to upset ."
I also understand that this kind of thing happens to young people. Most of the time, people will pretend to be advanced. Occasionally, it is inevitable to pretend to be behind. It is just a matter of adapting and making less trouble.
On Sunday, we still went out at 10:30 and set off for Langshan at eleven. Langshan is in the southwest of Jicheng, and you have to pass through the abandoned airport to get there. Jiang Biao did not go to Jietianlong, but went through Fuweimen via the sand bridge. I passed the sand bridge before noon. At this time, it was too early for the sand bridge. The door of each store was very different, and the golden circle beauty salon was simply closed. It seems that I just remembered that I met a girl here nine months ago and I had some contacts.
Thinking of Suzuran and looking at the closed store door, a strange mood surged in the end.
I noticed that Jiang Biao also glanced over there. I never asked Jiang Biao what kind of connection he had with Lily of the valley. I wanted to ask him a few times, especially after drinking, but at my age, my curiosity can be effectively controlled.
The provincial road was widened and remodeled, and it was completed at the end of last year. Several winding roads were abandoned before, and tunnels were built in the mountains to go straight. The car drove past the abandoned airport and quickly came to the foot of the Youchapo slope. A fork appeared in front of it. Going left was the old road and headed up the mountain; walking right would quickly enter the Youchapo tunnel. The tunnel entrance of the black hole has faintly appeared as far as the eye can see, and the first few large trucks and small cargoes were quietly swallowed by the tunnel. At this time, Jiang Biao slowed down and said to me: "A detour, I'll go up this slope, okay?"
"Why can't that work? It's a good thing to climb up the hill and look far away."
Jiang Biao turned into the old road on the left as soon as he hit the steering wheel. The old road has been abandoned and badly damaged. Looking out of the car window, although there are fresh rutting marks on the road, grass has grown in many places, and even vines are climbing. The desolate breath of the road also extends to both sides of the road. Several unoccupied houses can be seen on the roadside, the roofs collapsed, and the walls are full of pits. One row of abandoned bungalows is the dormitory of former workers, and one of the door lintels still has a road bureau sign. There are bumps and bumps along the way, and I grabbed the door handle to stay seated.
The car was huddled up to the top of the slope. Tung tung trees, pine trees, and fir trees grew. The waists of the pine fir trees have V-shaped openings, and the lower end is hung with a plastic box for collecting pine resin. The smell of resin overflowed everywhere, and it smelled a little choking. In addition to the Youtong Slope, there is also a cloud disk slope in the past. The saddle-shaped valley in the middle of the two slopes is called Fantianao. There are few people in this place, but the place names change within a short distance. Youtong Slope leads to a highway tunnel, and Yunpan Slope is no exception. Jiang Biao drove the car down Youtongpo and returned to the provincial highway. It took at least a quarter of an hour to turn over the Youtong Po just now. I thought he still wanted to turn into the old road of Shangyunpanpo. Jiangbiao didn't do that. He drilled the tunnel honestly, and within a few minutes, he crossed the Yunpanpo and quickly entered the boundary of Langshan County.
There was nothing to gain in Langshan that day. I only found a grinding wheel that was almost worn out, a small anvil, a valve more than half a meter high, and a pile of steel castings of various sizes and shapes. I will inevitably be disappointed about this, because these are far from the expected values when I came. While walking around in the street, I found a one-person green iron post at a waste collection station on the side of the road. I bargained and bought it very cheaply. This more or less made up for the regret of my trip, I will take it home first, and slowly think about how to use it. Maybe it can be transformed into a unique cabinet. Jiang Biao and I quickly set off on the return journey, passing through the Yunpanpo tunnel. Jiang Biao did not say a word, and turned up the mountain after a beat of the steering wheel.
After reaching the top of the mountain, he said, "How about sitting on the grass and taking a rest?"
Get out of the car and walk up one side of the slope. The grass is darker and lighter, and thick needles accumulate under the fir trees. A number of no-smoking signs were nailed to the trunk. He handed me a round candy for me to eat. Mint candy is contained in the mouth, allowing it to slide on the cheeks on both sides, which is cool, so it seems to be soothing. I looked around, and the whole shape was revealed in the area shorter than the top of the hill. Looking over again, it is the clouds and the sky. The clouds are also white. At this time, they roll or relax; the sky is also a standard blue hue. For some reason, looking over from this mountain, there is always a turbidity in the field of vision. Jiang Biao didn't seem to come here to take a break. He probably encountered something on this mountain. Of course, that is nothing to do with me.