Jing Book

Zhang Jingshu booked the train ticket back home before the holiday. Jiang Xu refused to answer the phone or reply to the text messages for a few days after he left. It seemed that he was determined not to give Zhang Jingshu a chance to refuse. To refund the ticket, he is not very good at rejecting other people's kindness, and some words need a suitable opportunity to say it.

On the morning of the fifth day of the lunar new year, Jiang Xu took the initiative to call Zhang Jingshu, saying that his car had arrived downstairs and he could leave at any time. At this point, Zhang Jingshu went downstairs with his packed luggage, and just got into the car I saw Jiang Xu wearing a bright red cashmere sweater, very similar to the one I gave him.

Seeing Zhang Jingshu staring at his clothes, Jiang Xu coughed calmly and said, "The clothes for Chinese New Year are festive and warm."

Zhang Jingshu knew it well, fastened his seat belt, avoided the topic, and said, "Have you had breakfast?"

"Eat," Jiang Xu chatted with Zhang Jingshu while driving: "I checked, and it takes about four hours to get there by expressway. I haven't been there in so many years, and I don't know if the city has changed much. And you Is the house rented out now or is it vacant? Where shall we go back to live?"

"The house is empty, but it can't be used by people, and the heating bill has not been paid," Zhang Jingshu said: "Go back to the hotel."

In the past years, Zhang Jingshu would stay at home for a few nights when he went back by himself. Although it was cold in the room, an electric blanket on the bed would be enough to deal with it. At once.

The road was unimpeded, and it was only after one o'clock in the afternoon when the two got off the expressway. Jiang Xu gradually slowed down after driving into the urban area. Following Zhang Jingshu's guidance, he first stopped the car in front of a small supermarket, and waited for Zhang Jingshu to go in and buy a carton of milk and After the eight-treasure porridge came out, he continued to drive on the road. Some street scenes in his memory flashed by. While driving, Jiang Xu secretly watched Zhang Jingshu from the corner of his eyes from time to time. He was relieved when he saw that there was no abnormal expression on his face. After he was relieved, he was a little unwilling. And obedient people, if they say one thing, they dare not say another, why is it so hard to chew now?

When he was about to get home, Zhang Jingshu called his neighbor in advance and told the neighbor that he would be there soon. The other person said something. Jiang Xu noticed that Zhang Jingshu was obviously much more relaxed after the call. He did not expect that Zhang Jingshu would come back first. The thing is not to go back to my own home, but to take two boxes of things directly to visit the old lady's house upstairs.

"Come back, come, come in and sit for a while, it's cold outside."

The skinny old lady was in good spirits. As soon as she opened the door, she warmly greeted Zhang Jingshu to enter the room. Zhang Jingshu put the things she was carrying at the door. friend.

"The young man is really tall," the old lady looked Jiang Xu up and down with a pair of small eyes, and suddenly asked: "You are also handsome, what do you do for work? Are you married?"

Jiang Xu glanced at Zhang Jingshu secretly, and said with a smile, "Like him, he is a teacher, married, and his children are all in kindergarten."

The old lady seemed a little disappointed. She didn't doubt this answer full of loopholes. After she sat down, she chatted with Zhang Jingshu again: "Jingshu, how about you, do you have a date now?"

Zhang Jingshu nodded with a smile, and asked without waiting for the old lady to inquire, "How is your health now? Is your blood pressure still high?"

The old lady didn't notice that the topic was changed, and started nagging: "I have been taking antihypertensive medicine, and my health is much better than last year. Don't delay me playing mahjong. I am waiting for you to come back today, so I didn't go to play. By the way, I found out your quilts and quilts and dried them for a few days, and the electric quilts have been laid out for you. Usually, it is ventilated in half a month, and there is no strange smell in the house. You can live in it after you go back and clean it up. This time, you can stay for a few days. Ah? When are you leaving?"

"Leave almost on the tenth day of the Lunar New Year."

Zhang Jingshu chatted with the old lady next door for a while before getting up to leave. Before going out, Jiang Xu saw Zhang Jingshu took out a red envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into the old lady's hand. She accepted it happily, saying that she would let Zhang Jingshu feel at ease to work outside, and she promised to take care of his house. After that, Zhang Jingshu took Jiang Xu downstairs and took out an old key to open the door.

What about Zhang Jingshu's house?It's beyond the scope of Jiang Xu's evaluation. It can no longer be simply described as good or bad. If you want to give an impression, it is small, clean, and has a taste of home. At first glance, there are no precious things at home. Things, the big pieces of furniture on the surface are also worthless because of their age, dilapidated and old-fashioned. Even if a thief comes into this house, he doesn't know what to steal. No wonder Zhang Jingshu can safely give it to the person upstairs to have a look. The little old lady who doesn't worry much looks after her.

"Sit down and rest for a while." Zhang Jingshu opened the water gate at home, took out a basin and a rag and began to wipe the furniture, saying, "Just wait for half an hour."

Sitting on the side, Jiang Xu really didn't intend to help. The dilapidated house was worthless to clean up. Looking at Zhang Jingshu's busy work, Jiang Xu's mind became active.

He is not a patient person. The reason why foreign workers dare not act lightly after spending so long with Zhang Jingshu is because he is still not sure what Zhang Jingshu is thinking. Zhang Jingshu is neither deliberately alienating him nor getting close to him. It seems that he really treats him as an ordinary friend. Zhang Jingshu's personality seems to be almost the same as before, but after all, ten years have passed between the two of them. Zhang Jingshu is also an adult who has struggled in society. Hypocritically want to care about something, whether Zhang Jingshu is willing to continue his relationship with him, whether Zhang Jingshu likes him as before, sometimes Jiang Xu himself wonders whether what he can't get is the best?Is it just because of the bad nature of men that he has been obsessed with Zhang Jingshu for so many years?

Jiang Xu's mind didn't wander for too long, Zhang Jingshu's voice brought him back to reality.

"Jiang Xu?"

"Huh? Ah! What's the matter?" Jiang Xu looked back at Zhang Jingshu and asked, "Is it packed?"

Zhang Jingshu had already dragged it back and forth twice in front of Jiang Xu's eyes. Now that his coat was put on, he stood at the door and repeated: "It's over, let's go."

Only then did Jiang Xu get up and follow Zhang Jingshu to lock the door and leave. Zhang Jingshu asked Jiang Xu where he wanted to live in the car, and said that there was a small hotel near his home, but the accommodation conditions were average. There were several express hotels near the city center with better conditions. Jiang Xu originally thought that he would be able to live in Zhang Jingshu's house no matter how poor the conditions were, but he didn't expect Zhang Jingshu to choose the hotel directly.

"Live in the city center," Jiang Xu said casually, "The transportation is convenient and close to everything. I haven't been here for so many years. I really want to go shopping."

Zhang Jingshu didn't feel any difference. After thinking about it, he chose a fast hotel not far from the snack street to show Jiang Xu the way. Jiang Xu went to the front desk of the hotel and took the initiative to ask for two rooms. After a while, Zhang Jingshu and Zhang Jingshu made an appointment to go out for dinner at [-] o'clock before returning to their rooms to rest. After running around for a long time, both of them were a little tired, so they went back to their rooms to rest after going out for dinner together.

Early the next morning, Zhang Jingshu was going to visit some teachers who had taken good care of him in the past, and it would not be suitable for Jiang Xu to accompany him, but when Jiang Xu found out about this last night, he expressed that he would be Zhang Jingshu's driver, saying You should visit when you should. Why don't I wait in the car?I am not bored, what are you afraid of?Zhang Jingshu couldn't refuse, so he had to agree.

The gifts Zhang Jingshu gave to several teachers took some thought, and they were bought in Shencheng. The money is not too much, and the value is in the heart. After graduating from high school, he would visit them every Chinese New Year. Money is limited, so I can only carry a bag of fruit to express my heart. Fortunately, the teachers don't mind, as long as Zhang Jingshu is gone, I will be very happy. I think it is true, if I can do my best for Zhang Jingshu, who had nothing back then, why would he care about the value of the gift?

Jiang Xu drove the car all day and ran all over the southeast and northwest. In the evening, he finally arrived at the last downstairs. Zhang Jingshu was actually very sorry. He persuaded Jiang Xu several times on the way to let Jiang Xu leave him alone, but Jiang Xu just refused. Let go, no matter what you don't leave.

"Go up, it was agreed, I will be your driver today," Jiang Xu parked the car, and said considerately: "There is a supermarket at the entrance of this community, I will go out for activities and buy a pack of cigarettes, don't rush away , I’ve been waiting all day, and I’m not short of the last one, so you go in and sit for a while, it’s rare to come here.”

Zhang Jingshu responded, got out of the car with Jiang Xu, and went up to the third floor with the prepared gifts. After knocking twice, the door was opened from the inside. The dead old lady pulled into the house.

"Your teacher couldn't sit still after receiving your call. He looked downstairs every three to five minutes. I told you that you couldn't come so fast, and he still didn't believe it."

Zhang Jingshu looked around but didn't see Teacher Wu's figure, so he asked, "Where are the others, Teacher?"

"I went to buy cooking wine!" The old lady couldn't help complaining to Zhang Jingshu: "When I was shopping for new year's goods, I said that there was not enough cooking wine at home, so I had to buy another bottle, but he insisted that half a bottle was enough. , I cooked several meat dishes, and the cooking wine seemed to be bottomed out. I mentioned it to him again, and he promised to be good, but he didn't remember it at all. He just saw you coming over at this time and wanted to keep you for a meal. That's why I went downstairs in a hurry to buy it, if I had listened to my words, it wouldn't have happened!"

Zhang Jingshu comforted her with a smile, and said, "I didn't see the teacher when I came here. Doesn't the small shop downstairs sell cooking wine?"

"Of course it's sold," the old lady pointed outside, and said, "He went to the supermarket at the door to buy it, and he still wants to buy some food."

"By the way, teacher's wife," Zhang Jingshu pointed to the box on the ground, and said, "This is the kind of honey from last time. You drink it first, and I'll ask someone to buy it after drinking it."

Every time Zhang Jingshu came to give something, the old lady accepted it with a smile without showing any politeness to him. The teacher's wife muttered dissatisfiedly, "I didn't bring the key when I went out, and I had to be opened by someone when I came back. How many times have I said it, I don't have a long memory at all."

Teacher Wu didn't expect that Zhang Jingshu had already arrived just after he went out for such a meeting. The teacher and the student naturally talked for a while after meeting. Zhang Jingshu secretly observed his high school head teacher, and found that compared with the last meeting, the teacher's hair After chatting with the old couple for more than half an hour, Mr. Wu started to make dinner and insisted that Zhang Jingshu stay for a meal. Seeing that Zhang Jingshu showed embarrassment in his writing, the old lady kept asking him what was wrong, is it It's not that there are other things to be busy with.

"What else can I do for the New Year's Eve?" Teacher Wu didn't care about it, and said to Zhang Jing: "How long can I have a meal at the teacher's house? Even if there is something, it will not be short of a meal, right?"

Zhang Jingshu smiled helplessly, and explained: "A friend came with me today. It would take too long to stay for dinner, and I'm afraid he might be in a hurry."

"Friend?" Teacher Wu asked, "Where is he waiting for you?"

"Downstairs," Zhang Jingshu said, "His car is parked downstairs."

"Oh! No wonder!" Teacher Wu suddenly exclaimed, "There was a young man downstairs just now who looked familiar to me. He is also a student of our high school?"

"Don't be surprised," the old lady said with a smile when she saw Zhang Jingshu nodding her head, "Don't talk about it, let him come up and eat together, now there is no need for anyone to be in a hurry."

The author has something to say:

I was bored and went to other small websites to read the president's article, found the number one one and clicked on it, endured reading more than a dozen chapters and silently closed the page, and then found that I love JJ even more...