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Hejia Village is halfway up the mountain, so it's not easy to find. After asking the teahouses along the way, it was hard to find the way.I don't know if it was an illusion, but the tea sellers who carried the shoulder poles changed their faces when they heard the word Hejiacun, pointed the way in a hurry, and buried their heads in the pot without knowing what to say.

All the way up, the sky gradually darkened, and the twilight fell heavily, like a rough clay bowl turned upside down.

After all, the mountain is cooler than the bottom. The snow along the way has not yet melted, and the snow piles become more messy as you go in. The road is also covered with a layer of slippery ice. There are only a few footprints and ruts here and there. No one interacts.

Tu Laoyao was walking with his trousers in his hands, several layers of cotton trousers were exposed, tucked in the wool socks, it was not too cold, but the leather shoes were very strenuous to walk on, and had several deep strangle marks.

He recalled the days when he was walking around the streets, he was reluctant to throw away the torn padded shoes in the cold weather, and his sister-in-law Tu mended them again and again, but she couldn't tell the original material. The cowhide doesn't feel bad anymore.

He glanced at Li Shishi next to him, the good days started here, and he was not used to expressing his gratitude.But he knew very well that if he and his mother-in-law were still nesting in the alleys of Beijing as before, and now there were wars everywhere, they would not know if they would survive, let alone live peacefully in the concession.

In this world, even life is not expensive, and nothing is extravagant. An Sheng is a luxury.

He didn't have the ability to paint the old man's fart, but he got the most expensive gift in the world. He didn't know how to repay it, so he followed Li Shiyi sternly.

Seeing that the youngest Tu kept staring at her, Li Shishi felt a little uncomfortable, raised his eyelids, and asked him, "What's the matter?"

Tu Lao Yao blinked, "Ah", looked past Li Shiyi and looked behind him, bluffing: "The top of this mountain is very reflective, maybe it's snow all the year round?"

Li Shiyi glanced at him, said "um", and then glanced at him again. Seeing that he was talking without thinking, as if he didn't want to talk, he didn't have the leisure to ask.

Halfway around the mountain, there are gradually a few old cows returning home on both sides. In front is a small village. Half of the old wood is stuck in the snow on the side of the road, and the word "He" is vaguely traced on the coal.

The village is a typical Hui-style building, with blue tiles and white walls, high and low eaves, stacked in a painting style, and it looks like an ink and wash landscape painting from a distance. good scene.

Li Shishi slowed down her pace, the shoes were still stained with unmelted ice, and the toe of the shoes was a little wet, showing a bit of travel and dust after a long journey. After thinking about it, she didn't care about her clothes, she just took off her hat He got down, smoothed his hair, peeled off the bean curd skin, rubbed his slightly red cheeks with the back of his hand, tidied up his bundle, and then went inside.

Looking at her unhurried movements, Tu Laoyou gave birth to overlapping illusions. The first time he saw Li Shishi, she was also orderly packing up things. Clean, but her expression is lazy, as if as long as you don't make too much noise, she won't even raise her eyelids.

Now she was getting ready in front of him again, but her slow movements showed a lot of indecision, her eyelids flapped again and again, as if she was thinking about it.

"Actually, don't be too nervous." Youngest Tu comforted her, "Perhaps, Nineteen left early?"

Li Shixi paused and glanced at him.

Tu Lao Yao almost bit his tongue and committed suicide.

He bit the tip of his tongue and looked around, but doubts abounded in his heart: "Why is this village so unpopular?"

The doors of the houses are closed everywhere, all businesses are closed, there is not even a dog in the yard, and the leaves of the vegetables are also wilted. Occasionally, there is a house that looks like it has been watered today. There are no pedestrians on the path, but there is one in the alley There was no one looking after the brazier, and it was just burning on its own. The youngest Tu took a closer look and saw that it was burning some clothes.

He folded his hands and looked: "What a waste."

Li Shishi said, "Sick Village."

She suddenly understood why the faces of the people on the way were different, and also why the road on the way was covered with snow.

"How do you know?" The youngest Tu was surprised.

Li Shishi sniffled: "Didn't you smell the smell of medicine?"

Tu Laoyao sniffed like a dog, raised his hand and pinched his nose left and right: "I'm afraid it's rhinitis again."

After careful identification, he found that there were a few indistinct coughs. Li Shishi took out a piece of cloth from his bag and handed it to him: "Cover your mouth and nose."

After finishing speaking, he stepped forward, and while the youngest Tu was tying the cloth strips, he wanted to remind Li Shishi, but suddenly remembered something important, and laughed to himself, Eleventh sister is an enlightened Bodhisattva, so there is no need to be afraid.

Li Shishi didn't look sideways, and walked deeper in the direction where the smell of the medicine became stronger. Her steps were a little hasty, rattling, as if a small drum was beating on her heart, and just after turning a corner, the drum sounded. It stopped as if the electricity was cut off, and then there was the lingering sound of sizzle current, "dumb—" sticking out from her ear.

Panting slightly and looking ahead, she could hear the bubbling sound of a medicine stove on the side of the street, the "puff" sound of the cattail fan back and forth, and the sound of the little boy squatting aside reciting a book sentence after sentence, and A little girl closed the door with a "creak", took out a small pot of charcoal fire from inside, bent down and handed it to the stove.

What's more, she could hear the rustling sound of heavy snow on the branches on the top of the distant mountain, the occasional "cracking" sound of the tongue of fire under the stove, the "rusting" sound of the skirt of the person holding the fan boiling medicine rubbing against the ground, And the sound of my heart beating like waves hitting a reef.

In fact, there were noisier sounds, such as the yelling of Tu Laoyao chattering in her ears, and Chunping's "Yah Yah" greeting in surprise after handing over the charcoal basin, but her ears couldn't tolerate too much noise. Now, she was allowed to walk over slowly, looking at Song Shijiu who stopped the action of boiling the medicine and looked sideways at her.

The beauty of the word "finally" is only known when you use it.

For example, Li Shishi finally found Song Shijiu.

Tu Lao Yao covered his face with cloth strips, only showing a pair of smiling eyes, stretched his arms and index fingers and said, "Nineteen!"

He turned back and smiled at Li Shishi: "Nineteen, nineteen!"

He saw Li Shishi looked at him quite calmly, as if saying - I don't know if it's nineteen or not?

But Tu Laoyao didn't take back his movements, he saw the subtle smile and shyness in Li Shishi's eyes, she was not used to getting excited, so Tu Laoyao got excited for her.

So he trotted forward, his voice louder, afraid that his mouth would be covered and Song Nineteen would not be able to hear clearly: "It really is you. I said that I met you a few days ago, and I also wore the same clothes and followed this girl. You really have grown a lot."

Song Nineteen stood up, put down the cattail fan, and smiled back at Tu Laomo: "How did you grow?"

The youngest Tu smiled: "I used to be a girl, but now I look like a sister."

It's not Xiao Nineteen anymore, it's Big Nineteen.

Song Nineteen didn't speak, just smiled, laughing so much that the eyeballs of Tu Laomo's eyes shone brightly, thinking that the grown-up Nineteen was really pretty.He looks like a proud young girl in my family, but he doesn't know where this pride comes from.

He turned back to look at Li Shishi who was approaching, but she didn't speak, and she didn't even look at Song Nineteen seriously. As tight as Tu Lao Yao, he tugged at her sleeves and called her, "Sister Eleven."

After not seeing her for a while, Chunping seemed to have grown a little taller, and she was not as reserved and defensive as before, and even greeted her proactively.

Li Shishi responded with a smile and touched the top of her head.

She suddenly felt sad, sadder than Chunping's taller bit, sadder than Chunping's lively bit.Song Nineteen hadn't changed, but Chunping's change had exactly confirmed the "absence" she had thought before.

Li Shiyi raised his head and called softly, "Nineteen."

Song Nineteen paused and nodded, "En."

He only glanced at her, then turned to look at the stove again, as if it was very important.

Chunping, leaning against Li Shiyi, looked at this and that.The youngest Tu next to Song Nineteen did the same, clearing his throat to start a conversation, but saw a little boy at the side come up to him, hold Song Nineteen's hand, and asked her, "What's behind the 'similar sex'?"

Song Nineteen was startled, but before he recovered, Li Shiyi answered in his cold voice: "Xi Xiangyuan."

She received it very gently, and her eyes fell on Song Shijiu's side face like floating dust. It turned out that what was important was not the medicine furnace, and it turned out that Shijiu was not unmoved by her arrival, it turned out that she was just in a daze for an excuse, I was overwhelmed by this ordinary "San Zi Jing" question.

The little boy grinned: "You can also recite the Three Character Classic?"

Li Shiyi looked back at the right time, and a little sugar overflowed from the astringency in her heart. She looked at the boy, who had a big head and a small body. The sparse hair couldn't hide the wide forehead, and she looked like a little bean.

She asked him, "What's your name?"

"Little Douding." He replied crisply.

Li Shiyi raised his eyebrows in surprise.

She heard Song Nineteen's breath move slightly, and a fleeting smile appeared in Li Shiyi's peripheral vision, the smile was somewhat expected, as if Song Nineteen was the same when he heard Xiaodouding's name for the first time Raising his eyebrows, he secretly sighed in his heart that such a person lives up to his name.

Li Shishi looked at her from the side, while Song Nineteen was still looking at the stove with no expression on his face.

The youngest Tu rolled his eyes, and said to Xiao Douding: "What's so difficult about the Three Character Classic? Zhao Qiansunli's, and you, Uncle Tu, I will too. You come, Chunping, right? You come too, let's compete." Let's see who can memorize more."

He greeted the two dolls into the room in twos and twos, and left the afterglow of the setting sun to Li Shishi and Song Shijiu.

Seeing that the door was closed, Song Nineteen turned his head, smoothed the cheongsam on his thighs with both hands, bent down and sat on the bench, picked up the fan and concentrated on watching the fire.

Li Shiyi pursed his lips, and sat beside her, counting to ten silently in his heart, before he asked, "Is it cold?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she felt a little regretful, because her tone was not as gentle as she imagined, and also because she said a nonsense.

She's really bad at talking nonsense.I don't even know how she should answer the next sentence if "cold" or "not cold" is said nineteen times.

"It's not cold." Song Nineteen said sure enough.

Li Shishi let out a "huh", thought about it, and felt that it was a good thing that Song Shijiu paid attention to her.

So she was silent for a while, and then asked: "What is the situation in this village?"

Song Nineteen added two pieces of charcoal, and said in a low voice, "Most of the people in the village are infected with the plague."

It was like this when she came, several families died, and the villagers knew that there were not many ways to survive, so they didn't go down the mountain much.

Xiao Douding's parents are gone, and now he lives next door to his third uncle's house.As soon as the third uncle got sick, Song Nineteen helped make the medicine, and also helped Xiao Douding to read the characters. The aunt was very grateful, so she gave Song Nineteen the vacant house of Douding's house, and often came to do it Cook and chat.

Before Li Shiyi could answer, the aunt from far away really came, and she was a little stunned when she saw the stranger, and after a few words of greeting, she entered the house with a vegetable basket.

Seeing that the fire had stabilized, Song Shijiu went into the house to help his aunt cook. Li Shishi followed in and wanted to wash his hands to help, but his aunt refused to come out. to go.

After walking a few steps, I heard Song Nineteen's small voice: "This one won't be washed anymore."

Aunt interface: "Celery?"

Song Nineteen gave a soft "um" and did not speak again.

There was the sound of rushing water inside, and the knife stomped rhythmically on the cutting board.

The corner of Li Shishi's mouth was raised, the curved arc was shallower than Song Shijiu's words, but she stayed there for a long time, as if she cherished this smile very much.

Li Shishi didn't like to eat celery, even if he was having a fight, Song Shijiu always kept it in his heart.