Police Chen Shu

At four o'clock the next morning, the phone rang on time.

Chen Shu, who had already opened his eyes, knew that this was the alarm clock he preset the night before. According to the plan, you should get up and wash up at this time, and go to a nearby viewing area to watch the sunrise.

He was a little tired, turned on his side and prepared to continue to sleep, thinking that he would sleep until noon before checking out and going down the mountain.

After tossing and turning several times, he finally sat up.

This is really not in line with my anger for so many years. After a few minutes of work, I finished washing, dressed neatly, rented a military coat from the hotel, and walked out of the hotel.

On the way to the viewing platform amidst the sun-watching crowd, Chen Shu felt a faint sense of anticipation in his heart. This is the same as when he went to Shangjing Antianmen to watch the flag raising.

When he arrived at the viewing platform, he chose a remote corner away from the crowds. Although the line of sight is not particularly good, there are few people and it is clean.

Standing on a protruding rock, Chen Shu looked at the dark sky around him. It was still some time before the sun rose.

Just like last night, I stood there, wrapped my army coat tightly, and waited patiently for the sunrise.

After a while, wisps of light came out from the pitch-black sea of ​​clouds, and the sky gradually brightened.

On the horizon, there was also a reddish-yellow halo, and there was some light in the originally dark environment. Slowly, rolling hills appeared in the field of vision. They appear and disappear in the flowing clouds and mist, which is very spectacular.

Chen Shu held the SLR camera in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and finally put down his hands, just quietly watching the red sun rising slowly.

Taking advantage of the sunrise, Chen Shu evacuated from the viewing platform earlier than the crowd, and walked towards the hotel. When we arrived at the hotel, we took a shower, packed our luggage, returned the military coat and the room, and took the ropeway down the mountain alone.

When I left, I didn't even look at the famous welcoming pine at the entrance of the hotel.

It was only three or four hours from when he got up to when he went down the mountain.

Taking into account the duty this week, Chen Shu only asked for three days of the original five-day annual leave. After staying in Huangshan for two days and one night, he chose Hongcun, also in Ontario, known as "the village in Chinese paintings" for the rest of the night.

It took Chen Shu more than two hours to reach Hongcun by bus from Huangshan Scenic Area. Along the way, sitting unsteadily on the bus, Chen Shu looked at the scenery outside the window, feeling a little more at ease in his heart.

When we arrived at Hongcun Town Station, it was around twelve o'clock in the noon. As the passengers got off the bus together, the crowd scattered in all directions.

Chen Shu walked to a large map on the side of the platform and looked at it carefully for a while. After confirming his current location and the approximate location of the hotel he booked, he walked towards the hotel.

In the police academy, I have been taught by teachers and instructors for many years to form a habit. When I go out, the first thing is to understand the surrounding environment and determine the direction;

It's a matter that doesn't take much time, but the habit that has been formed over the years has indeed saved Chen Shu a lot of trouble.

Unexpectedly, before he took a few steps, there was a hesitant voice behind him.

"Hi. Excuse me, have you found a place to stay for the night?"

After Chen Shu stood still, he turned around and looked at the place where the sound came from.

I saw a middle-aged woman in ordinary clothes about forty years old, as if she was afraid of disturbing Chen Shu, standing a little far away, looking at him with an embarrassed smile.

There is no rudeness of the old lady at the railway station, nor the cunning of the people in the market who are greedy for money. Just an ordinary villager, even with some shame that he couldn't let go because he came out to solicit customers.

It should be a homestay at the station to solicit customers. Chen Shu, who has already booked a room on Ctrip, looked at the simple woman in front of him, and decided to give it a chance.

"Is your home in Hongcun?"

As soon as the middle-aged woman knew there was something going on, she took a few steps closer: "Yes, my house is in the village! It's all my own house, very clean! This is my ID card, take a look."

Chen Shu didn't look at it, but nodded: "Is there anything to eat?"

Seeing that the business was about to be completed, the middle-aged woman smiled brightly: "Yes, yes, yes! Look at my memory! There must be something to eat. Then I will fry some authentic Anhui dishes for you!"

Chen Shu smiled inwardly. This statement is a bit like a salesman.

Looking at the woman in front of him smiling from the heart, he didn't particularly resist in his heart. Although the previously booked room is now refunded, the money will definitely be deducted.

He shook his head in Hongcun's direction: "Then let's go?"

Chen Shu looked up at the three-story old house in the remote corner of Hongcun, which maintained the architectural style of Huizhou.

The middle-aged woman next to her was worried that the talkative young man in front of her would regret it, so she hurriedly said: "The location is a bit out of the way, but it's only a few minutes walk to the Moon Marsh Lake in the village."

Chen Shu raised his foot and stepped into the small courtyard: "What's your name, Auntie?"

The middle-aged woman lifted her skirt and quickly followed in: "You can just call me Sister Zhang. By the way, I will take you to the room now. Which floor do you want to live on?"

This is a building made of gray bricks and small blue tiles, with carvings and hollows everywhere. There are some daily sundries in the yard, and there are a few landscape paintings of Hongcun hanging on the wall of the lobby on the first floor.

It is full of life breath and also has a little ancient rhyme.

Chen Shu liked to live higher up, but after knowing that a middle-aged woman's family also lived on the third floor, he chose a room on the east side of the second floor to live in.

Chen Shu put down his luggage, went to the first floor to order dinner with Sister Zhang, went out with a SLR camera, and wandered around the village.

In an inconspicuous place in the village, Chen Shu found the post office.

He ran to the post office and bought some postcards.

The first one sent a letter to Huang Siqian. He couldn't write romantic poems, so he simply wished;

Then he sent a letter to Zhou Qinghu who was far away in the provincial capital, wishing the official luck and prosperity. Chen Shu was still a little ashamed about the last transfer;

And a few others.

Nowadays, with mobile phones, the contact between people is too convenient, but on the contrary, it feels that the relationship between each other is even more alienated.

In the evening, the courtyard.

The moon is sparse and the climate is pleasant.

Chen Shu sat in the yard, with a small table spread out in front of him, on which were several plates of Ontario specialties.

A plate of stinky mandarin fish, a plate of rice chicken with salt and pepper, a plate of four-season tofu, and a plate of stewed bamboo shoots with bacon. There were too many things, Chen Shu specially reserved half a case of beer, and planned to eat slowly.

On the other side of the yard, about three or four meters away from Chen Shu, there was also a bald middle-aged guest sitting, and three or four plates of dishes and a bottle of white wine were also placed on the small table in front of him.

The middle-aged man with his back to Chen Shu frequently lowered his head to pick up food, sipped wine alone, and occasionally looked up at the moon for a while.

The two quietly ate their dishes and sipped the wine.

After a long time, the middle-aged guest suddenly sang and raised his glass to drink.

Not falling behind, Chen Shu drank the wine in the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, and knocked on the porcelain bowl one by one.

"Half drunk, the sound of the river and the sea will be heard, and the guest will suddenly lose it in the cup!"

I vaguely remember that it was a big brother from the Northeast.