famine

As if fulfilling Jiang Xuan's wish, it really snowed the next day.

At five o'clock in the morning, the sound of firecrackers started outside. Jiang Xuan, who had been lying on the bed all night without falling asleep, sat up and heard a faint rustling sound in the living room. He guessed that two old people got up to make dumplings.

He picked up the phone next to the pillow and took a look, but Cheng Hong didn't send him a message.

The brightness of the mobile phone screen is very high, and the blue and black circle under Jiang Xuan's eyes is clearly illuminated.His eyes were dry, with red blood radiating around the black pupils. As soon as he turned on the phone and the light on the screen shone, he felt a splitting headache.

His mouth was very dry, he cleared his throat habitually, only then did he realize that his throat was sore, it wasn't until the toothbrush touched his gums while brushing his teeth that he realized that he might be on fire.

Cheng Lang came back at this time.

Jiang Xuan, who was originally wearing long trousers and long sleeves, caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye, and the sound of gentle footsteps sounded in his ears. He froze while squatting by the pool, and then turned his head suddenly.

The snow fell in the middle of the night yesterday, but only a few snowflakes fell symbolically, and it stopped after four o'clock.Today the snow scene became the foil, and Cheng Lang stood there with a cold and noble demeanor, looking very far away.

Cheng Lang still looked the same as before he went out yesterday, but his face was a little pale, and there was a trace of fatigue between his brows, just like him, there was also a circle of darkness under his eyes.

When I saw it at the time, Jiang Xuan's heart felt sour.

"Grandma, Cheng Hong is back!" In order to conceal his emotions, he turned his head and shouted into the room, lowered his head and gulped down a sip of water.The tap water was icy cold, which made his body tremble.

"Ouch! Xiao Hong is back!" The old lady quickly ran out of the house, ran to Cheng Hong's side in a few steps, touched his face, and felt very distressed, "Why is it so cold, why didn't you stay in the house?" Come on, come in, come in, are you freezing? Are you hungry? Let’s sleep for a while before eating!"

"Ah," Cheng Yan squinted his eyes, and took off the old lady's hand, "It's not that evil, let's order the dumplings first, I'm starving to death."

Without saying a word, the old lady turned her head and went back to the house to order dumplings.

Only Jiang Xuan was left in the yard squatting by the pool, holding a toothbrush in one hand and a toothbrush in the other, looking straight at Cheng Hong.

As soon as Cheng Lang looked down and saw the dark circles on his face and the toothpaste foam around his mouth, he couldn't stop laughing, and laughed as he walked in, "I didn't sleep well yesterday, National Treasure."

Jiang Xuan's eyes moved, and a faint smile finally hung on his mouth: "It's okay, sleep alone on such a big bed, get out of here. How about you, are you asleep yet?"

"Slept for a while, probably more than half an hour. There were too many people in that family. They played cards, drank and smoked all night and never stopped. To tell you the truth, I am so sleepy that I can just lie on the ground and eat a dumpling later. I think, don't tell the old lady, or she should be in a hurry."

"Okay, sleep well, I'll call you if you need anything." Jiang Xuan nodded, wiped his face with tap water, stood up and followed Cheng Hong into the room.

In the end, Cheng Lang said: "No, you can call me soon, I have to go and have a look in the afternoon."

It is not good for someone to die in the village on New Year's Eve. According to the custom, the funeral should be done as soon as possible.

"Are you going in the afternoon?" Jiang Xuan frowned, "So many people are there to help, are there not enough people?"

"Enough is enough, I'm too busy. I'm sitting at the wooden table to keep accounts. I write down where the money given by the old neighbor comes from and who gave it to the account book. I also have to write an obituary. I won't go The old man has to go, he has been taking care of this, he is quite old, I finally came back, let him rest for a few more days."

Jiang Xuan laughed twice and asked, "Do you know what you look like to me now?"

"what?"

"Buddha, shining Buddha."

"Can't you change the word?"

"Tsk, what do you think it looks like?"

Cheng Lang looked at him seriously, and suddenly straightened his back, stretched his arms, and flapped his sides like a wild goose. He was obviously very tired, and his eyelids could hardly be opened, but he still insisted on joking with him: "Does it look like an angel, the kind with three pairs of wings on the back and a diamond circle on the head?"

"Like a fart," Jiang Xuan didn't change his face, "It's true that you are going to ascend to heaven, eat and sleep quickly."

For some reason, when the hot dumplings were brought to the table, Jiang Xuan looked at the exquisite and small dumplings, looked down at the Laba vinegar in the bowl, and suddenly he was not hungry.

The dumpling in my hand suddenly tasted bad.

He looked up at Cheng Yan, counted silently, and found that as expected, the man only ate three dumplings before putting down his chopsticks.

Obviously meant three times.

Mean meaning mean.

The two old men probably saw that he was quite tired, so they didn't say anything, and urged him to go into the room to catch up on sleep as soon as he put his chopsticks down.Sure enough, Cheng Lang got up and left the seat, and went to the bedroom in a nonchalant way.

Seeing his back disappear, Jiang Xuan shifted his gaze back to the dumpling in front of him, picked it up and put it in his mouth.The half-eaten dumplings just now had been soaked in vinegar for an unknown amount of time, just like his eyes stared at him all night, they were sour and astringent, and his whole body was weak.

Before this, he had never tossed his body so much.

——We Xueba have a strict schedule.

In order not to disappoint the old man when he saw that there were too many dumplings left, Jiang Xuan tried his best to swallow them one by one. In the end, he couldn't eat any taste. Fortunately, the old lady stopped him in time and served him some. Bowl of dumpling soup.

Jiang Xuan poured down a bowl of hot soup, and when he put the bowl back on the table, he saw the layer of oil droplets floating on top of the soup. His eyes fell on one of the oil droplets wrapped with a small piece of cabbage leaf, and he paused.

After thinking about it, he realized that today's dumplings were filled with pork and cabbage.

It's delicious, but I don't know what's missing, it's tasteless.

Seeing that he was absent-minded, the old lady tapped the table with her chopsticks and asked with concern: "Is the little star full? Is he tired? Why is he a little listless?"

Jiang Thrush immediately replied: "No, it's just a little stretched."

"Staying still?" The old man raised his head from the bowl, and immediately put down the bowl, he was about to stand up, "There are Jianweixiaoshi tablets at home, how about I get you two? I can't digest well either."

"You have a gastrointestinal problem. The little star is still young. What kind of medicine do you take? My child, you stand up and walk around, and you will lose your food in a while. Leave us alone. You, sit down and eat!"

The old man sat down.

Jiang Xuan nodded, moved back the stool, stood up and began to walk.

The living room of the old house was not big, so he walked into the bedroom after a stroll.

There was darkness in the crack of the bedroom door, and after resting his hand on the doorknob for a long time, he took a deep breath and gently pushed the door open.

The room was very dark, the curtains he opened after waking up in the morning had been drawn by Cheng Hong, the light from outside the window could not penetrate at all, the whole space seemed much closed.

According to memory, Jiang Xuan could vaguely see a bulge on the bed. Even though he was not on the bed, Cheng Hong was still sleeping on the inside, sideways, facing inward, and the stretched line on the quilt was smooth and soft. , the first half is high, the second half starts from the chest, the slope gradually decreases, and the smooth lines extend to the soles of the feet.

Cheng Hong took a long breath, and in the quiet and dark room, the sound of steady and powerful breathing seemed to be happening right next to Jiang Xuan's ears, so that he suddenly felt drowsy when he listened to it.

Pushing the boat along the way, he didn't think too much, set the alarm clock, took off his shoes and went to bed.

This sleep took a long time, so that Jiang Xuan was still asleep when the alarm clock rang, and he didn't have time to turn it off immediately.

When Cheng Hong opened his eyes, he found that there was still someone lying beside him.

After being stunned for two seconds, his consciousness gradually returned. He took a closer look and saw that Jiang Xuan was sleeping very soundly beside him, holding his own arm in his hand, while his leg was pressed against his.

Jiang Thrush's other hand was still clutching the tiger's mouth of his palm, which was so strong that he couldn't take it back.

Looking again, he found that the two sets of bedding were completely unraveled.

I don't know if I was dishonest or he was dishonest when I slept, and I don't know how long the two of them have been in this position when I woke up.

He was sleeping comfortably, though.

Cheng Lang wondered, his hand was on Jiang Xuan's chest, but he didn't wake up?

At this moment, Jiang Xuan snorted and woke up within two seconds.

He narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Huh?"

Cheng Lang: "Your alarm clock is ringing."

"...I heard, you turned it off?"

"No, it stopped after a while. Is it for me?"

Jiang Xuan obviously also noticed the posture of the two people at this time, and was a little embarrassed, so he turned his back to him for an excuse, but his face was so hot that he even felt a little uncomfortable when he spoke: "I didn't bother you, did I? It's 12:30, don't you still have to go, it's time to get up."

The bed under him shook, and Jiang Xuan was still awkward, but he was still distracted to pay attention to Cheng Hong's movement.

The man is sitting up and is now picking up the clothes that lay next to the pillow, and is now getting dressed.

When the person walked past him, Jiang Xuan finally couldn't help but said: "That..."

"Huh?" Cheng Hong had just half-stepped, his legs stuck on both sides of his body, and he looked down at him.

"How about...shall I go with you?"

Then, as if he was afraid that he would refuse, he explained: "Don't you just write the obituary for the account, and I will do it too. You do it all by yourself? I will help you."

You look tired, I feel a little distressed.

The household at the head of the village was surnamed Liu, and there was an old lady Liu at home, who was 85 and 07 and passed away at 30:[-] that night.

At that time, the whole family was having New Year’s Eve dinner around the table. The old man was not in good health, and he ate less when he got old. After eating a few mouthfuls of fish, he left the table early, saying that he was tired. I have the energy to watch the Spring Festival Gala with my family.

As a result, he couldn't open his eyes again.

When the son of the family noticed the strange behavior of the old lady, he directly sniffed her nose. He was out of breath, and even his body and hands were cold.

The old lady is quite old, and although she is not in good health, she is not ill and has died.

The festive Spring Festival suddenly turned gloomy, and the family cried around the old man for a while. Fortunately, the old man lived a long life, and it was a happy funeral. Now that he is going west, no matter how painful the children are still alive, there is no need to forcefully keep them, otherwise It will make the elderly unable to leave safely.

Cheng Lang led Jiang Xuan into the courtyard gate. Right in front of him was a screen wall with beautiful mountains and rivers. He had to go around the screen wall to see the main house and the side rooms on both sides.This family's conditions are good, and their children have made a name for themselves outside. Naturally, a new house was built for the older generation who stayed at home, and they have a better living environment.

Just looking at the courtyard, it is much bigger than Cheng Hong's house.

Because it was just a neighbor, Cheng Hong came here instead of the old man, and there was no kinship relationship, so Jiang Xuan just stood in the living room and bowed to the old man who had already been put in the coffin. Even more indifferent, which is very appropriate in such an occasion.

Cheng Lang also bowed after him.He came back rarely, and there were so many people in the village, he had never had any contact with this family, let alone this old lady Liu.Fortunately, he showed his face when he rushed over to help last night, and the elder brothers and sisters who often had activities in the village also got acquainted with him. Sitting in the wing.

Because of urgent arrangements for the funeral, it was originally planned that the old lady would stop for one day on the first day of the new year, and the funeral would be held in the evening of the second day.

There is such a rule in the countryside or in the countryside. When the family is old, the old neighbors will rush over to help, and they will contribute some money, which is regarded as a contribution.In the subsequent banquet, neighbors and relatives will be invited to dinner and reunion, which is another kind of comfort.

Just to break the grief and loneliness of a family because of the loss of a loved one.

A group of people eating and chatting lively, with more popularity, the suffering people will be distracted, so they forget the pain.

Compared with yesterday, there are more people in Liu's family today. Many relatives in the neighborhood rushed to help Liu's family with various affairs after hearing the news.By two o'clock in the afternoon, the courtyard was basically full of people, three and two gathered together, chatting and laughing.

Cheng Lang was sitting at the door of the wing room, in front of him was an old wooden table covered with a red cloth, and on the table were two large ledgers and a pen, ink and inkstone.There was a long queue outside the door, all of them came to pay their share money.

This is also an old rule. Write down the name of the person and the amount of money in the account book, one is for the convenience of checking the accounts, and the other is for future reference - such as who came and how much was given.In this way, when the family has a happy event, they will follow the plan.

Jiang Xuan sat next to Cheng Hong all afternoon, watching all kinds of people, cell phones, and Cheng Hong for a while.

He couldn't write with a calligraphy brush, so he collected money for the Liu family with a cold face.The two young men sat together and attracted a lot of attention.

Where did these two kids come from? How can they care about this?Is it a bit inappropriate?

Oh, this man looks like a man and a woman, and there is a little cockroach behind his head!

Look at the kid next to him, he's probably in his teens, why is he always showing such a cold face, who is he showing it to?

Only after asking this question did I find out that he was the grandson of the old man with two scars on his forehead in the alley.

Probably both.

I heard they were adopted, they are really handsome like one another.

Now the people in the village are relieved.

The author has something to say:

I wish everyone a happy Lantern Festival!get together!Continue tomorrow!