Lu Yanchen always cooks with ease, three dishes are ready in ten minutes.
The two little girls in the finance department smelled the fragrance, and each held a stainless steel lunch box to ask for two spoonfuls of vegetables. After eating them, they were full of praise: "Brother Chen, your craftsmanship is so good, why are you either fried rice or instant noodles these two days?"
"You're alone, trouble."
Lu Yanchen felt that the oil was too high, so he turned on the range hood, took out another cigarette, and lit the flame on the stove.
"There are so many of us, Brother Chen, if you are willing to burn it, you can pay for the food."
Lu Yanchen turned a deaf ear.
The soup and boiled fish in the pot rolled up, with a thick milky white. Although the small grass carp that Qin Xiaonan got back was not enough, the soup was good. He scooped it with a spoon, put his hand on Gui Xiao's wrist, and brought her to him: "Tast it, is it salty?" Gui Under the gaze of two pairs of eyes, Xiao blew and took a taste: "It's not salty."
Lu Yanchen likes to see how she eats. He used to cook vegetables for her. When she was happy, she would pinch her nose. She came over very satisfied and contented, and kissed him with a greasy mouth: "I'll give you the money for the meal."
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Gui Xiao didn't finish his thoughts, and drank the rest of the soup: "This soup is so fresh."
Lu Yanchen took a puff of cigarette with his right hand, and looked at Gui Xiao. Fragrant and smoky.
The light of the sun shines through the wisps of smoky gray smoke, like the kind of movie that I watched in the open-air plaza when I was a child, and the light projected from the machine is also the same kind of light, and I can see the dust flying in the air. It's really amazing that it's light and dust when viewed up close, and projected onto a large screen tens of meters away, it becomes a coherent story image.
Gui Xiao had an illusion the moment he looked at him, thinking that he would kiss himself in front of everyone's eyes...
Lu Yanchen turned his head and spit out the smoke out the window, showing a faint smile.
After a while, a middle-aged woman with high hair and a shiny mousse came out from the financial room. She glanced at the fish soup, then took a closer look at Gui Xiao's face, and took a spoon in one of the little girls' hands to taste it. Mouth: "Lu Chen's craftsmanship is really good, and my wife will be happy in the future."
This is Lu Yanchen's cousin.
He didn't have to think about it, he knew that his mother came to the garage so "happily" to see Gui Xiao, and she must thank him for it.
My uncle's family were poor relatives who depended on Lu Yanchen's family for food. Lu Yanchen remembers very early, and he can still remember things about three or four years old. For example, the first time he was beaten by his own father was when he was three years old. Next to it, he stopped symbolically. Later, he heard her persuade Mother Lu: "A filial son will be born with a stick. If you don't beat him, you won't be successful. Your husband will be forever. Which family doesn't beat the child. If you don't beat him, you'll become a hooligan."
When he was in middle school, the woman's favorite thing to say was: When your father beat you up when you were young, I helped stop a lot. Lu Chen, don't forget that your aunt treats you well.
Lu Yanchen didn't give a good face to the woman who was rushing to talk, and there was a trace of impatience in his eyes.
The other party was embarrassed, and called the two little girls back to the small iron gate of the financial room with their hands behind their backs. They taught him a few words, and his voice was so high that he insinuated that Lu Yanchen had a lot of guests, which always made the corridor cluttered. , The people who work hard are also unsure. Gui Xiao is not a child, so he understands the meaning behind this and glances at him.
Lu Yanchen took a walnut from the windowsill, slammed it into the corner of the cabinet, shattered the shell, peeled off pieces of uneven skin, and stuffed the walnut into her mouth. Gui Xiao ate it vaguely, his mouth full of astringency and fragrance, and the probe also picked up a walnut, and smashed it like him, frowning in pain: "How did you do it? How can it be opened as soon as you smash it?"
Lu Yanchen saw how funny she looked, smashed another one open, and handed it to her: "Take it easy, don't get hurt."
Gui Xiao didn't pick up the walnuts, but turned his palms over and over to see that there were calluses on his hands, but not many. I remember that a cousin in my family was a prison guard when I was a child, and said that she had practiced chopping bricks with bare hands: "Are you also chopping bricks with bare hands?"
"I haven't practiced seriously, and I'm not good at it," he replied. "Some of the soldiers I've brought like this. They can chop a pile of them vertically, and they can chop thirty or forty yuan in one breath."
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Haidong came back with starch and good wine, and was seeing Gui Xiao studying Lu Yanchen's hand. He looked at the small glass window that was not very clean from the kitchen to the corridor, and it was the same as before.
Haidong looked distracted for a while, which is really good. Really good.
Haidong's mood and wine were ready, and he ate a meal directly from noon to sunset.
Lu Yanchen asked Qin Xiaonan to wash up and go to bed first, and greeted several young car mechanics in the factory to divide up the drunk men and send them back to their villages. He and Gui Xiao worked together and threw Hai Dong to the back seat of the car. Hai Dong leaned on the seat, borrowed the lights in the large yard to see Gui Xiao, and murmured: Sister-in-law, Xiao Shan, hey, Xiao Shan...
Gui Xiao's heart trembled when he heard it, and he was sullen. Quan Dang didn't hear it, so he closed the car door for him.
Haidong's family, Gui Xiao, had never been there before. It was the furthest village in the town. It took more than 40 minutes to get from the garage.
In addition to Haidong's mother, Hai Jianfeng and a very young girl were also welcomed. Hai Jianfeng didn't see Gui Xiao in the passenger seat at first, but Hai Dong was too drunk, and when he was hugging the young girl, he turned his head and muttered vaguely: "Sister-in-law, don't go... don't go... I'll wait until tomorrow. Look for you… "
Hai Jianfeng was surprised. After identifying Gui Xiao by the light of the headlight of the car, he was dumbfounded for a long time. He went to the window and asked, "Gui Xiao? Do you remember me?" Gui Xiao laughed: "Nonsense."
Hai Jianfeng was full of emotion: "I was in Dalian two years ago. I heard that you came back to the class reunion, and I didn't see you. It's a pity. .
Haidong roared: "Hai Jianfeng, don't worry about Gui Xiao, that's your brother Chen's daughter-in-law."
Hai Jianfeng hurriedly defended: "What, brother, am I not excited by my old classmates?"
Haidong put his arms around Lu Yanchen's shoulder: "Tell you, my younger brother has fallen in love with your daughter-in-law since the first day of junior high school, but I dare not say it. A picture of your daughter-in-law is on the bedside, and she has since graduated. Now, white shirt, red overalls…”
The atmosphere in the courtyard became strange.
Hai Jianfeng was very happy when he saw Gui Xiao, and didn't think deeply about why she was here, in Lu Yanchen's car, listening to Haidong's words, he only felt that the situation was out of control: "No, don't listen to my brother. nonsense."
Back then, Gui Xiao and Lu Yanchen were very careful about their early love. Not many people knew about it. Even Hai Jianfeng heard about Gui Xiao after graduating from junior high school, so he never saw Gui Xiao at that time. Later, I heard that the two broke up...
Unexpectedly, I never expected that it would be together again after so long. His mood fluctuated too much, and he didn't know how to hide the embarrassment for a while, and the rough man's face was flushed with red: "I didn't expect you to end up with Brother Chen in the end. It's good, we can come back again, really not easy."
Gui Xiao was Lu Yanchen in the corner of his light, smiled at Hai Jianfeng, and took a step forward.
Gui Xiao had never encountered such a thing before.
A few years ago at the high school class reunion, everyone was still exposing each other at the dinner table, who was secretly in love with whom, and what name was the wolf howling after the lights in the dormitory were turned off. The person who is secretly in love laughs at himself generously, and the person who is secretly in love also pushes the boat and exclaims, "It turns out that you have a crush on me, why didn't you tell me sooner? If you say it earlier, it may be done."
Everyone's laughter in return is all the memories and nostalgia of adolescence, and no one thinks about it.
Lu Yanchen hooked the car key with his fingers and went behind Hai Jianfeng, stroked the back of his head: "Send the photo over tomorrow."
Hai Jianfeng's face turned even redder, and he was completely blushing: "No, Brother Chen, don't get me wrong, it's long gone..." A big man at 28 was forced to this point by his cousin's drinking mantra. After the blood mold was poured, Hai Jianfeng gritted his teeth for the last time. Forget it, go get it now, since his house is next door anyway.
Finally, the photo really came back.
The scene is very weird.
Gui Xiao acted like he was having an affair, and took the photo frame with her photo from Hai Jianfeng. She is really in junior high school, summer, short-sleeved shirt, red overalls with slender straps.
As the car left the village, the dirt road was bumpy and the light was not good. She was still carefully looking at the photos in her hand and stroking her face inside. I was really young back then, and my face was small and pointed, so I turned down the mirror and looked at myself now. Far less than when I was young.
"Why does he have your picture?"
Gui Xiao shook his head: "I don't know, it seems that this photo was taken by the teacher. Maybe he and the teacher asked for it..."
On the way to the choir competition? Seems to be.
A truck was approaching, and the sudden light caused Lu Yanchen to narrow his eyes: "It's quite intentional."
She wisely buckled the photo frame upside down on her lap, daring not to look at it.
On the left side of the driveway is the canal, and on the right is a large field of farmland.
The sky this night was dark blue and cold.
The fields are covered with white plastic film, and there are bricks or black iron rods pressing down not too far away. When Gui Xiao first met Meng Xiaoshan and Haidong, he passed by while riding a bicycle and asked what the plastic sheeting was for. Haidong said it was to increase temperature and water retention and improve soil fertility.
"I heard Haidong call Meng Xiaoshan's name, and I was very sad, I was afraid that he would not forget Meng Xiaoshan," Gui Xiao felt a little bored, "but seeing that he has a girlfriend is also sad, why did he really let Meng Xiaoshan go Woolen cloth?"
This kind of thinking is very unfair to Haidong, and Gui Xiao feels that he is making trouble unreasonably.
Lu Yan Morning News kept silent.
Friendships between men and women are completely different. Regarding Haidong's love life, he only vaguely said "Meng Xiaoshan and Qin Feng are married" to Lu Yanchen on the phone in a certain year, and he didn't say anything else. Lu Yanchen didn't ask any more questions, just like he and Gui Xiao broke up and never explained to Haidong, Haidong still heard from Meng Xiaoshan.
So in Lu Yanchen's eyes, Haidong already has a girlfriend, so of course this is over.
But judging from the appearance of Gui Xiao, he should have heard a lot of women's thoughts from Meng Xiaoshan. The information is too unequal, and it is difficult for him to express any opinions.
"If I didn't lose my car and ask you for help in Erlianhot, wouldn't we not be together?" Gui Xiao thought about it and felt very sad, "Will you marry Zhao Minshan?"
Lu Yanchen didn't speak for a long time.
He doesn't understand the girl's mind, but he understands Gui Xiao. She is careful and thoughtful. If you don't control it when there are signs at the beginning, it will flood into a flood in the end.
Lu Yanchen unfastened his seat belt: "Go and talk later."
Gui Xiao was still feeling sad, being cut off by him suddenly... She's not a child, so she doesn't understand this.
Sitting on the front beam of his bicycle in the past, snuggling in the cold wind by the canal, kissing me is not something I haven't done before. But then it was simple, at most kissing, and now—
When she hit the car door, the door automatically locked.
The interior of the car was dim, and the instrument panel glowed with beautiful blue light. He had turned down the sound of the radio to a minimum, and it took a lot of effort to listen to it before he could hear it clearly as a talk show. The breath on his body seems to be coming from all directions, and his face is close, and he is about to touch the distance: "If you don't go to Erlianhot, I won't go back to Beijing. Understand?"
He came back just for her, no other reason.
If there is no Gui Xiao, he can stay in Erlianhot directly, and when the Zhao family can't hold back, they will naturally want to break off the marriage. But he couldn't drag it, he couldn't afford it, life was too short, and all he dragged on was his own time and Gui Xiao's time. From the moment he asked her to help Qin Xiaonan find a school, he had the idea of starting over. When he saw her leading the child into the security checkpoint at Erenhot Airport, he knew that his love for her had not diminished by half over the years.
I wanted to solve everything and let Gui Xiao start with him again without realizing it, but how could there be an airtight wall in the world? She asked him that day, are you getting married? Nothing was resolved at the time, and he couldn't lie to her to say no.
To her, he never told a single word of lies.
By the moonlight, Gui Xiao could see his short hair stubble, clear facial features, and further down, the collar of his shirt.
She moved her lips lightly, and whispered the truth to him: "Actually, when I go to Erlianhot this time, I will find you even if I don't lose the car. I asked Huang Ting for your phone number two years ago..." Because I wanted to see him , even if it's a shameless face to meet.
Lu Yanchen stared into her eyes.
Gui Xiao said softly again, "I can carry your number backwards."
Lu Yanchen lowered his head without saying a word, and his tongue passed between her lips to find her. His palms rubbed on the soft and delicate skin under her long hair, and when he kissed the back, he took her tongue out and sucked it in the air. The cool air made the perception infinitely magnified.
She could faintly see how the two were kissing.
The wind outside the car was very loud, but it was completely different from the one on the grassland. The wind in the grassland in the middle of the night makes you hear the vastness and desolation, and here, no matter how strong the wind is, it will be trapped in the rows of towering poplar trees, circling and making a dull wind whistle, as if it is trapping you. The young Lu Chen was tied back to the canal in the deep winter and tied beside her.
Gui Xiao wore a cashmere sweater that was tied at the neckline. He untied it once in the morning, but at this time he was very familiar with it. A man in his early thirties, he still looks like a feisty boy to the girl he loves. If he peeked at a certain part of her body in the morning, he would think, try, want, and want every part of her to be his own. .
The kiss was uncontrollable, he unconsciously rubbed and rubbed the little blushing under her sweater and under the underwear with his thumb. He looked at all her subtle expressions with darkened eyes, and Gui Xiao's back was numb from his clothes. , the moist lips opened slightly: "Don't do it, it's uncomfortable..."
He squeezed a smile out of his throat, rustling: "Don't do anything?"
Gui Xiao blushed, and when he heard his heart pounding against his chest, it was different. The boy who used to be in his teens was now in his thirties, and the lust in his eyes was so straightforward and seductive. A bottomless vortex dragged her down.