Twilight

Every summer, June and July are the rainy season in Tongcheng. This year, it seems that there is a lot of rain. The water level of the Lingjiang River has risen in recent days. It has reached the crisis level in the old city on the other side. The river floods into the city, and many shops are forced to close down.As for the landmark of Tongcheng, although the urban peninsula community on the side of the Lingjiang River is extremely high, because the municipal government took the rain to dredge the sewer network in the old city, a fiber optic cable was dug out. The houses collapsed, and the widowed and lonely old people living in them lost contact with each other. The bricks and mudstones from the houses fell into the newly dug pits. The municipal fire protection and public security departments cooperated with each other to dredge, rescue, and find people. The progress of the project cannot be said to be slow. , but the entire community was disconnected from the Internet for two days, and then suffered a catastrophe.

This evening the rain finally stopped, and the network at home returned to normal. Yan Duo walked to the balcony with his computer in his arms and sat down. Looking down from the first floor, the people and cars on the ground are very small.

The twilight is falling, the street lights have not yet been turned on, and the dim light of the sky has blurred the old buildings, cobweb-like wires and cramped streets in the old city across the river. The uncoordinated development of the whole city is eliminated at this moment. unprecedented unity.

QQ is automatically logged in. As soon as the computer is started, messages will come in.

Huang: I finished reading the book you recommended me, let's discuss it.

Huang: Who do you think the murderer is?

Huang: I tried to translate this sentence myself, but I don’t know if it’s written right?

A screenshot is attached below. There is a line of Chinese written below the screenshot. The characters are at the level of the first and second grades of elementary school.

These few messages all came from the evening of the day before yesterday. There was no news yesterday, but now his little penguin portrait is dark.

Huang was a student recommended to him by Yan Duo's cousin Xiao Zhun.

At that time, Xiao Zhun said: "I will introduce you to a student."

Yan Duo: "..."

Xiao Zhun: "He wants to learn Chinese."

Yan Duo: "If you want to learn Chinese, let me ask my colleague for you."

Yan Duo is a high school physics teacher. After he finished speaking, he realized that Xiao Zhun was speaking Chinese, not Chinese.

"No, as a foreigner, I don't need to be professional. I was more than enough, but I was too busy, so I introduced him to you. He is a foreign aid our team is going to buy. I have a little Chinese foundation, so you just accompany him. Just chat casually, you can chat with kindergarten children as you like, there is a few hours of jet lag, and he is free when we are here in the evening, in short, it won't take up too much of your time, please help."

Just as Yan Duo wanted to say that I had no experience in chatting with kindergarten children, Xiao Zhun had already hung up the phone, and then sent a QQ number on WeChat for Yan Duo to add.

Huang sometimes speaks to talk to him about unexpected things in class. Huang’s Mandarin pronunciation is very standard, which is a bit beyond Yan Duo’s expectations. Chatting is not difficult for him at all.

The only thing Xiao Zhun was right about was that the 'teaching process' did not take up too much of Yan Duo's time, because the other party always seemed to be quite busy.

At the beginning, Yan Duo had an attitude towards kindergarten children and recommended him a few children’s picture books. After the two gradually got to know each other, Huang said that he actually wanted to learn some traditional Chinese things, so Yan Duo replaced him with Tang Shi San Hundreds.

Later, Yan Duo recommended some mystery novels for him. After reading them, he chose some sentences or paragraphs according to his own interests and translated them into Chinese.

In the first year, the two chatted for an hour at [-] pm every day, and the time was very fixed, but in the past half a year, he will be away every now and then.

Yan Duo tapped on the keyboard, typed out the Chinese translation of the screenshot, corrected a few grammatical problems, and clicked to send it.

"Nobody wants to spend money on me, nobody wants to marry me, nobody wants to save my life. I'm tired of smiling, I'm tired of running, the good times are past."①

Yan Duo stared at the words on the screen for a while after typing this sentence.

Huang's profile picture is still dark.

He didn't pay much attention, he quit QQ, closed his computer, and prepared to go out for a while.

He doesn't like rain, he hasn't been out for the past few days, and there isn't much stock in the refrigerator, so he plans to go out and finish dinner before stocking up some supplies.

Go out from the gate on the south side of the community, and there is a construction site five kilometers away. It is said that it is planned to be a commercial area. There are many cheap small restaurants around the construction site. There are not many people in the meeting. Yan Duo saw Zhang Yang sat by the window with his head down and played with his mobile phone.

Zhang Yang and Yan Duo met in the club at the university. Zhang Yang majored in civil engineering and is currently working at a nearby construction site. He has no partner, house, or car. He even rented a house when he was in the company. Duo often stays at the construction site, and even rents out the rented house and lives directly in the work shed, and only occasionally returns to the company when he has something to do.He has lived on the construction site for a long time. Except for the different types of work, the single room in the work shed, and the color of the helmet on his head is different. There is no difference between him and the majority of migrant workers. A college student in his prime.

Yan Duo is also a frequent customer here, and the waiters are familiar with the dishes he often ordered. He deliberately flipped through the menu and added two more dishes, then went straight to Zhang Yang, opened his chair and sat down: "I don't start work today. ?”

Zhang Yang just arrived for a meeting, so he ordered a bowl of noodles and sat down to play Doudizhu. He didn’t see when Yan Duo came in, so he glanced at Yan Duo quickly while tapping his phone, “Well, isn’t it raining? There is no work, why is your young master eating gutter oil again?"

Yan Duo looked at Zhang Yang. According to Xiao Zhang’s classmate’s complaint, they were full of old men on the construction site. Except for the aunt in the cafeteria and the distant cousin of a contractor who sold cold drinks in the small shop, it was difficult to see a female compatriot every day.

Probably because of this reason, the leather bag seems to have nothing to do with Comrade Zhang Yang. The shirt on his body is crumpled. Of course, the lower end of the shirt will not be tucked into the trousers. Ni Xingzi’s sneakers, I don’t know how long I haven’t cut my hair, when I lower my head, the front bangs hang down to block most of my sight, but fortunately, I wash it frequently and look refreshed, so I can’t take a closer look at my face. Dry.

Although Zhang Yang's facial features were outstanding, he couldn't afford such abuse. Yan Duo couldn't help rubbing his brows, yes, why did he come to eat gutter oil again?If there is such a good impression in college, then the good impression may have been settled to that corner by the wind and rain, even if it is pulled out, it will not cause any impulse again, it is just a habit, after all, you can talk about everything There is only one friend for so many years.

Yan Duo thought so, so he adjusted his sitting posture and looked out of the window. There was only a road that was not too wide between the row of temporary small shops and restaurants and the construction site surrounded by the opposite side. That's why, there wasn't much dust on the road, it was all the muddy marks left by the car. He knocked out two cigarettes from the cigarette case, threw one to Zhang Yang, sipped the other one himself, and replied absent-mindedly: "The food here is cheap."

Zhang Yang finally won a round, earning back some Happy Beans, took the cigarette in his mouth accurately with one hand, and started another round quickly with the other hand, "Trick you, the building next to it hasn't been built yet. The housing prices started to quarrel, and these businessmen believed that the people who came and went here were rich real estate people, and they could kill a knife. You didn’t see the menu posted on the wall, and a bowl of noodles has risen to [-]. "

Yan Duo ignored classmate Xiaozhang's complaints about the prices, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and exhaled a smoke ring, "It's just a holiday, boring."

Zhang Yang's smoke in his mouth didn't affect his mouth fluttering up and down, "Come and talk to me when you're bored."

"It's more interesting to watch you move bricks."

Zhang Yang moved the cigarette from his mouth to his ear, took a moment to look at Yan Duo again, "You don't need to call first when you come here, just in case I'm not here."

"Where can you be if you're not here?"

"makes sense."

Zhang Yang's noodles are ready, and there is no one else in the store, so the proprietress brought them over for him in person. Yan Duo looked at the few shredded pork noodles on the bowl, and couldn't help asking: " By the way, does your brother-in-law have a letter?"

Zhang Yang put away the phone and took the face, and said to the proprietress: "Sister, help me get some bottles of beer."

Yan Duo looked up at the proprietress: "I can't drink it, so you can get him two bottles."

The proprietress didn't know whether she heard what Zhang Yang said just now or she was angry with her own man who was busy in the kitchen. She put on a dull face and ignored the answer, nodded coldly, and turned to go to the freezer to get wine.

Zhang Yang stretched his arms to grab a bowl of chili from the next table, and added two spoonfuls to the bowl before he was satisfied. He took a pair of chopsticks and mixed the noodles, and the clear soup with little water turned red. , Seeing that he had a particularly strong appetite, he said: "I don't believe it, that grandson may be hiding somewhere to have a good time, I hope he will never come back in this life, it will be a burden."

"Then your sister didn't plan to divorce him?"

"I want her to leave. It's a one-and-done deal, but my parents don't agree. It's an old concept that the girl in our Lao Zhang family didn't get divorced. After I talked about it, I finally figured it out a little bit, and I'm worried about my sister. For the issue of remarriage, Zhao Jianxin will suffer for the two children, so bring them back, my parents’ bodies can’t bring them with me, let my sister take them with me, and if I find another man, I’m sure there will be objections.”

The author has something to say:

"No one wants to spend a lot of money for me, no one wants to marry me, no one wants to save my life. I'm tired of smiling, I'm tired of running, and the good times are over." ①—— "800 Million Deaths Law"