Redneck

tacit understanding.

He Niuniu carried the steamed buns and walked to a step to sit down. The wind here is cool and the sun can be basked in. He would come back here every time after eating and returning to work on the construction site.

Picked out a soft steamed bun from the inside, and took out the mustard from the pocket, basking in the sun, and ate it bite by bite.

Halfway through eating, he felt that the sunlight above his head was suddenly blocked by a shadow, and subconsciously raised his head, and saw a tall and slender body standing in front of him.

The sunlight behind that tall body was so dazzling that He Niuniu couldn't see the appearance of the person coming, but he still recognized Qu Fei immediately.

It was a bit of a surprise that he hadn't left the town yet. He lowered his head and saw the half-bitten steamed bun and mustard in his hand. He smiled helplessly in his heart. This was not the first time he met this man while eating. It seems to be more miserable every time, but unexpectedly, he is not as embarrassing in front of Qu Fei now as he was last time.

At that time he still loved Qu Fei, so he didn't want him to see him in a mess, but now?Qu Fei has already seen how embarrassed he is, so he is almost numb... He was originally such a person living a poor life in the countryside, but there is nothing shameful about him...

Qu Fei glanced at the steamed bun in He Niuniu's hand, with an unreadable expression on his face, "When I was working on the construction site before, there were at least some vegetable leaves, but this time there are no vegetables at all?"

He Niuniu was not afraid of what Qu Fei might do to him in this crowded street, let alone the man still had an injury on his arm, so he responded vaguely, lowered his head and continued to eat.

Qu Fei put his hands in his pockets, looked down at the man sitting on the steps, his expression was unexpectedly without that kind of arrogance, "Brother will take you to eat delicious food..."

He Niuniu swallowed the steamed bun with some difficulty, and replied calmly, "No, this is fine..."

Qu Fei took a deep look at him, his eyes were full of emotions that he couldn't see through, and then he took another step forward, bent down and sat on the steps beside He Niuniu.

Turning his head to look closely at He Niuniu's calm profile, "I haven't eaten yet, Niuniu..."

He Niuniu, who was still biting the steamed bun, turned his head and saw Qu Fei staring at the bag of steamed buns hanging in his hand, subconsciously asked, "Do you want to eat?"

Qu Fei nodded with a smile, and really stretched out his hand, and took out a steamed bun from the bag on his own initiative.

He Niuniu was so shocked that he forgot to react, and saw that Qu Fei really stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth and took a bite.

Sure enough, the pretty eyebrows frowned, stretched his neck and took a lot of effort to swallow the steamed bun, which made his throat hurt, "Is this the steamed bun made by that woman?"

He Niuniu swallowed and nodded.

"What do you do? It's so unpalatable... There are people who buy this kind of steamed buns?"

He Niuniu subconsciously defended Li Meifen, "The freshly made steamed buns are delicious, but it took several days for them to taste bad..."

When Qu Fei heard that the steamed buns were made a few days ago, his face immediately became very ugly, as if he was about to spit it out, "The ones that have passed for a few days are all broken? Do you still eat this kind of buns? Aren't you afraid of eating up your stomach?"

He Niuniu looked at Qu Fei's fuss, "As long as the dry food doesn't grow hair, it won't go bad..."

Qu Fei glanced at him unhappily, and saw the half-eaten steamed buns and pickled mustard in his hand, "Eat this every day, no wonder you are getting thinner and thinner."

As he spoke, he stuffed the steamed bun he had bitten into the plastic bag in He Niuniu's hand, took out his wallet from his pocket, counted some money and handed it to He Niuniu, "Here."

He Niuniu looked at the money Qu Fei handed to him, and froze there, refusing to move, wondering what tricks this man was playing again.

Seeing He Niuniu's vigilant expression, Qu Fei cleared his throat, "This is to pay for your chickens and pigs... These things are all done by my secretary. I wanted him to apologize to you in person, but because of The company left a few days ago, so I will ask him to apologize to you in the future..."

He Niuniu looked at Qu Fei, then at the stack of hundred-yuan bills in his hand, and moved his mouth, "No need."

Qu Fei kao kao in He Niuniu's direction calmly, looking at his sunken cheeks, "What's the matter? Too little?"

He Niuniu shook his head without much energy, lowered his head and took another bite of the steamed bun, and said vaguely, "I scratched you, so I will pay for the medical expenses..."

When Qu Fei heard He Niuniu mentioned the wound, he immediately became aggrieved, his thin jelly-like lips were slightly pursed, and his pretty face was so pitiful, "Speaking of which, I have been injured for so many days. You don't even come to see me...Niu Niu, you are so cruel..."

He Niuniu choked for a moment, seeing Qu Fei's aggrieved appearance, he would no longer play tricks on men, "Qu Fei, we made it very clear when we were at the police station... ..."

Qu Fei curled his lips, with a face of reluctance, "It's really heartless..."

He Niuniu continued to eat steamed buns with his head down, and did not respond to him anymore.

"I'll go back after the wound heals in a few days..." Qu Fei said suddenly, "If I go back this time, I may never come here again..."

He Niu paused, did not speak, but swallowed the steamed bun with some difficulty.

Qu Fei turned his head and looked at this silly boy seriously, "Niu Niu, if I leave here this time, you may never see me again..."

"..." He Niuniu pursed his lips and did not speak.

Qu Fei's voice was pitiful, "Niu Niu, do you really not love me? I'm your wife... Have you really forgotten all the happy scenes we had before?"

"..." He Niuniu ignored him and didn't even look at him.

Qu Fei stood up from the steps, looked down at He Niuniu who was looking at him with his head up slightly, and smiled, "Niu Niu, is it really impossible for us? Come back with me, okay?"

The smile was a bit sad, He Niuniu had never seen Qu Fei like this before, he hesitated for a moment, but he still shook his head.

"Then will you miss me? Will you forget me in a blink of an eye... I will stay here for another three days until Friday. If you don't want me anymore, come and see me, okay? Or come see me off It's okay... I really... really can't let you go..."

When Qu Fei turned and left, He Niuniu didn't speak again from the beginning to the end, and looked at the half steamed bun in his hand slightly with lowered eyes, in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Sitting on the steps by himself for a while, He Niuniu put the steamed buns back into the plastic bag, rolled his eyes, got up and walked towards the factory in a daze.

The three days passed quickly. On Friday, He Niuniu didn't follow Qu Fei, nor did he go to see him off. He was still working hard in the factory, waiting for the last piece of goods to be moved, looking at the darkening sky outside. Only then did he realize that Qu Fei was gone... The relationship between them was completely over... In his life, the man he once loved with all his strength will never appear again...

The only advantage of working in this small factory is that they, the porters, can have a day off every Saturday. Thinking of resting the next day, some colleagues will inevitably relax and call out to the small restaurant next door to open a small stove and a small snack after work. liquor.

In the past, He Niuniu didn't want to participate in this kind of event. Although the money for the meal would not cost much if everyone shared it equally, he still felt reluctant to do so because of financial constraints.

But today I have been feeling uneasy and restless, and at night I still feel a little sad about Qu Fei's departure. When I was with Qu Fei before, he learned a lesson from being drunk, so he has been drinking all the time. No, but I don’t know why I want to drink today...

I followed my colleagues to a small restaurant with a simple environment, ordered a few dishes and asked for two bottles of Erguotou, while other colleagues chatted nonsense, He Niuniu didn't speak, and used a few glasses of white wine for himself in silence.

The pungent taste slipped into the esophagus, burning He Niu Niu's stomach. People say that they use alcohol to relieve their worries. I don't know if it is a psychological effect. After a few glasses of white wine, I feel better.

He Niuniu ate a little food, saw that it was already dark outside, and didn't dare to delay for too long, so he got up and left.

Colleagues also know that his family lives far away, and it takes a long time to walk back and forth each time, so they don't continue to force them to stay.

He Niuniu was walking home alone on the mountain road, and when the mountain wind blew, he became a little bit drunk and his steps became a little messy.

I was thinking in a daze, I got my salary this month, so I have to buy a bicycle, so that commuting to and from get off work will be easier...

Just like this, he walked for a while, forgetting about the bicycle for now, and for some reason, Qu Fei's appearance appeared in front of his eyes.

People are like this, the more people and things he doesn't want to think about, the more he will occupy his mind. Although Qu Fei has done wrong things to him, to be honest, he doesn't hate this man, on the contrary he is somewhat grateful to him.

Because if it wasn't for him, maybe I would never know what it's like to love someone in my whole life, and I wouldn't go from this backcountry to such a big city to experience the affluent life of a rich man.

Although He Niuniu did not go to school, he had heard the story of Cinderella. The scene in the city was like a Cinderella dream. When he woke up, the luxurious villa turned back to dilapidated. In the earthen hut, the soft Simmons bed turns back into a cold kang, the rich and delicious food turns back into dry, hard and tasteless steamed buns, and the noble hero like a prince