flying dog

Although Sun Wenqu stayed in the ravine for three years, his food requirements did not decrease because he ate big pot meals with the digging workers every day.

He was dissatisfied with the restaurant that Ma Liang took him to because there was a pepper on the signboard.

"I don't eat spicy food," Sun Wenqu said.

"It's not spicy, you can, you can bear it." Ma Liang said.

"Draw such a big pepper," Sun Wenqu insisted not to get out of the car, "Is there any alternative place?"

"Ouch!" Ma Liang restarted the car helplessly, "The spectrum is really big, dirt, dirt, dirt..."

"You're talented." Sun Wenqu said.

"Turkey," Ma Liang slapped the steering wheel vigorously, "Vegetables! Do you want to eat?"

"Eat." Sun asked him and nodded.

In fact, the food at the construction site is not bad, with meat and vegetables and fruits every day, but this big pot of food is a pot of food, and the taste cannot be thought about carefully. When I think about it, I feel that life is hopeless.

But if it weren't for the fact that the cook is from Hunan, and all the meals have been filled with chili peppers for the past three years, Sun Wenqu wouldn't have risen up and resisted as soon as he saw the chili peppers on the signboard.

Speaking of which, he admired himself quite a bit. Facing his father's tyranny, he was brave and tenacious... He ate chili peppers for three years.

He had never been to this Turkish restaurant that Ma Liang took him to before. The taste was quite good and the environment was quite comfortable. Sun Wenqu devoted himself to eating it all.

"Hey, what's your plan when you come back?" Ma Liang asked him while eating.

"No." Sun Wenqu answered very simply.

"Would you like to go to my place?" Ma Liang said.

"Let's talk about it," Sun Wenqu leaned back on the chair, "I have to enjoy life for a few days first."

Ma Liang is two years older than him. He is his father's apprentice, the formal one. He has learned how to make pottery with his father since he was ten years old. His qualifications are average, but he is honest and sensible.

But in the end, he chose his buddy in the dispute between his buddy and his master. His father "expelled him from the teacher" in a rage, and now he has set up a studio by himself, and he is doing well.

"Ask him," Ma lit a cigarette, "What do you say, when will you have it, have a regular shape?"

"Aren't I quite upright now?" Sun Wenqu glanced at him, "I am healthy and have no children."

"Let me tell you, seriously," Ma Liang moved closer to him, "You have talent, talent..."

Sun Wenqu didn't speak, and continued to eat.

"I know you don't, don't like being... pottery," Ma Liang said, "but you're not, you're not a child, you need to be a little more mature."

Sun Wenqu still didn't speak.

"Don't tell me that you still plan to go, go to Li Bowen's place, fool around." Ma Liang frowned.

"Shut up and eat yours, don't pay the bill." Sun Wenqu finally said a word.

"Think about it," Ma Liang beckoned to the waiter, "my words."

After dinner, Sun Wenqu asked Ma Liang to accompany him to the mall and bought some clothes inside and out.

"Loser, loser to play, fun." Ma Liang said when he swiped the card, which he threw at Ma Liang before he left, and he couldn't remember how much money was in it.

After buying clothes, Ma Liang drove him back to the community. When he got downstairs, Sun Wenqu saw Sun Jiayue's red mini.

Or else he knew it belonged to Sun Jiayue when he saw the Beetle.

"You go back first, you drive the car away." Sun Wenqu said something to Ma Liang, opened the door and got out of the car.

After walking two steps, he found that the car was still parked, so he turned his head to the driver's cab and raised his middle finger. Ma Liang honked the horn, turned around and drove the car away.

Sun Jiayue got out of the car, folded her arms and leaned against the car door: "Oh, my brother doesn't like the car I gave you?"

"No need," Sun Wenqu said, "If you don't take it away, I'll let Liangzi open it."

"Let's open it up." Sun Jiayue smiled, looked him up and down for a while, "I'm thinner."

"Can there be fat people there?" Sun Wenqu said, and looked at Sun Jiayue, she was still the same, beautiful and flamboyant, not at all like the sisters and Sun Yao, "You just want to see me fat and thin?"

"Basically, I'll just ask you..." Sun Jiayue paused and lowered her voice, "Going home for the Chinese New Year?"

"Is it annoying?" Sun Wenqu was immediately frustrated, and his tone was tinged with irritability.

"You think I want to ask! I'm too lazy to take care of these crap things at home! If I don't want to go back, I asked for Sun Yao," Sun Jiayue frowned, "Look at your donkey face, and match it with yours." Hairstyle... Hey, hurry up and get your hair done, let me introduce you..."

"Hurry up and go home," Sun Wenqu sighed helplessly, and patted her on the shoulder, "I won't save your husband from crying and saying that you don't want to go home."

"You take this business card." Sun Jiayue squeezed out a business card from her bag, "I've been doing my hair at his place, so I'll call him and ask him to come over and fix it for you. I really can't stand the look of your silly second brother in the village."

Sun Wenqu took the business card and was about to put it in his pocket when he felt that the business card felt a bit wrong. When he rubbed his fingers, there was another card under the business card.

Just as he was about to speak, Sun Jiayue got into the car and started it, and slammed the car down against his leg.

"Hey!" Sun Wenqu was startled, "Have you counted yet?"

"Elder Sister gave it to you, you can decide whether you want it or not, don't look for me, I'm so annoying!" Sun Jiayue put down the car window and yelled.

Sun Wenqu looked at the card in his hand, but said nothing.

Sun Jiayue's car was about to make a U-turn, turned around in a big circle, rushed up the opposite sidewalk with a swipe, backed up with a swipe, and drove out on the sidewalk on wheels. After about ten meters Just got back on the road and drove away.

Sun Wenqu stood by the side of the road, watching Sun Jiayue's thrilling U-turn journey. Sun Jiayue, whose driving skills were so bad for half the universe, was able to drive the car into the passageway of the community at night and give him a card. He felt very touched.

In such a cool autumn wind, he was so touched that he was sweating all over.

Kata took it home and threw it in a drawer.

Most of the time, Sun Yao puts the overall situation first and is on her father's side, and will not take the initiative to give him a card. It is probably her mother's idea to give him a card.

Sun Wenqu yawned. Before ten o'clock, he was already sleepy.

The nightlife on the construction site is playing cards. He likes playing cards, but he doesn't like to play cards with a group of people who can fight if they are impatient to play cards, so he usually goes to bed at ten o'clock.

But before going to bed, he still went into the bedroom with drowsiness, took out all the previous clothes in the closet, stuffed them into a bag, and then went into the bathroom.

He was in a hurry to go out to eat with Ma Liang before, and he didn't look at the bathroom carefully. This time, he came in and found that besides the shelf next to the washbasin, besides Ma Liang's newly bought shampoo and shower liquid, the bottom floor was actually Also put a bunch of half used ones.

And it was used quite carelessly, the bottle caps were all loose.

Sun Wenqu was quite depressed today, but now when he saw this pile of things, he felt extremely uncomfortable. He stared at it for a long time, and finally took down the shelf directly, and threw the shelf and the bottles and jars downstairs together. In the trash.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, when he lay on the bed, he didn't even have a chance to check the time again, and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Usually he doesn't dream very much, he only dreams at night when he thinks day by day, he doesn't think about anything every day when he stays in the mountains, looking at the mountains and soil, he can't save material for dreams.

But today he was dreaming.

Dad is here.

run.

The ex-girlfriend came.

run.

The son is here.

run.

And Li Bowen brought the woman who didn't know where to roll on his bed, in his closet, and in his bathroom... In a rage, he rushed forward and chased them all over the room.

Anyway, they all ran away overnight.

When I wake up, I always have the illusion that I went to dig the soil the day before, but the content of the dream is not very clear. I only remember the last scene when he opened the refrigerator door, and Fang Chituan smiled contemptuously at him in the refrigerator: "dad."

The hope of sleeping until I woke up naturally was in vain.

Although there is no sound of footsteps getting up early, no sound of greeting and chatting, no laughing and crowing chickens, and no one knocking on his door... Sun Wenqu lay on the bed staring at the ceiling in a daze for a while, then got up and went into the kitchen , opened the refrigerator door.

Fortunately, there were only a few bottles of yogurt that Ma Liang bought for him.

He took out a bottle and drank it. It tasted good, but the taste was a bit strange. There were some pulp-like things in it. He took it to his eyes and looked at it, it was from aloe vera.

After drinking the yogurt, he walked around the room a few times in his pajamas, turned on the TV, and finally stood by the window.

Suddenly feel a little idle.

It's only been three years, and he has already forgotten what his life was like three years ago, and how he messed up every day.

In the past three years in the mountains, although I wandered back and forth between the engineering department and the construction site every day with nothing to do, I was hungry, ate and sleepy, and went up the mountain when I had nothing to do. I found a mound and sat down to stare at the trees for a few hours.

But it's not as lost as it is now.

Probably because there is hope?Looking forward to being free after three years.

Now I am free, but what should I do next?

He took the phone and looked at the contacts in the phone book, all of them were his friends, but now no one could arouse his desire to call and talk.

But just as he was about to drop the phone, the phone rang.

Li Bowen's phone call.

Sun Wenqu frowned and answered the phone.

"Yo? I thought you couldn't answer the phone at this time!" Li Bowen yelled on the phone.

"Wake up early." Sun Wenqu opened the curtains and stood by the window.

"I'll pick you up tonight," Li Bowen said, "I've booked all the tables."

"Who is it?" Sun Wenqu asked.

"Who else can there be? Just those people who have been waiting for you to come out. Originally, they came to me, but I still feel that I can't be casual. I have to give you a good cleanse..." Li Bowen said.

"That's what I said, those who don't know think I've been squatting for three years." Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue.

"It's no different from squatting for three years," Li Bowen said with a smile, "Do you still use your number? I told them not to call you first, I'm afraid the old man will take it."

"I got it back," Sun Wenqu said, thinking of those clothes and unused toiletries yesterday, "do you have anything else you want me to bring to you?"

"What did you bring me?" Li Bowen was stunned for a moment, then laughed again after a pause of two seconds, "No need, just throw it away."

"Oh." Sun Wenqu responded.

"Let me tell you, if I hadn't visited often," Li Bowen said with some displeasure, "I'm not sure what Ma Liang has done to your house."

"Oh." Sun Wenqu didn't say anything else.

"Then..." Li Bowen seemed a little embarrassed, "I'll call you when I pick you up in the afternoon."

"En." Sun Wenqu replied again.

"That's it." Li Bowen hung up the phone.

Sun Wenqu changed his clothes and went out to have breakfast, but his mobile phone has been ringing since he left the house. There are men and women, all of them are former friends. They asked how they are back and then said they want to get together.

It was probably informed by Li Bowen.

How long has he been in the mountain, these people have not been in touch for a long time.

When he was thrown into the mountains by his father, his phone was forcibly confiscated. Manager Zhang gave him a PHS or something local. After leaving the town where the construction site is located, there is no signal. It is not as good as those digging workers.

Ma Liang was the only one he could remember the number without relying on the phone instinct.

But after Ma Liang used some trick to get back his confiscated mobile phone, he didn't let Ma Liang send him the contacts in it. His enthusiasm for competing with his father at that time was ignited by the backcountry.

Come to the mountains, come to the mountains.

Three years is three years.

Don't connect without connecting with friends.

Can you still die here?

He had breakfast on the opposite side of the community and answered the dozen or so phone calls one by one, saving him from feeling a little unhappy because of Li Bowen.

At the same time, what was saved was his previous state of emptiness. These familiar people, familiar voices, and familiar ways of speaking made him quickly regain his previous feeling.

Although these people didn't have a close friend, it didn't matter. For Sun Wenqu, this was just a return to the life he was used to.

A dinner was arranged in the evening, and they hadn't seen each other for several years. Sun Wenqu studied his own image in the mirror, and decided to call the hair stylist Sun Jiayue introduced to come over and get his hair done.

I threw the business card on the table and didn't look at it. When I picked it up to make a phone call, I realized that the hair stylist's name was neither TonyKevin nor AndyPeter...

It's called Xiaoji.

female?

"Chicken?" Sun Wenqu felt a little awkward when he called, and had the illusion that the other party would be clucking when he opened his mouth.

"Yes, who are you?" Xiaoji is a man with a masculine voice, and he doesn't touch Ji.

"Sun Jiayue gave me your call..." Sun Wenqu said.

"Sister Jiayue's friend? What's your name?" Xiaoji said immediately, sounding very familiar to Sun Jiayue.

"Sun asked him."

"Is Brother Sun going to have his hair done? Today? I don't have time until this afternoon," Xiaoji said enthusiastically, "Hey, your surname is also Sun...you are sister Jiayue's younger brother..."

"Yes," Sun Wenqu interrupted him, "then you can come over this afternoon."

After giving the address to Xiaoji, he quickly hung up the phone, he was a bit overwhelmed by such a familiar stranger who talked too much.

"You fooled me." Fang Chi was sitting in the first row of the bus and calling Chen Xiang. There were more than 30 uncles and aunts sitting behind him, talking loudly, and some people were singing in high voices.

"Why did you fall for it?" Chen Xiang said with a smile.

"You said it was a bastard group, but this is obviously a group of uncles and aunts." Fang Chi said.

"I just found out, so it's not...about my age." Chen Xiang probably heard the singing, and laughed even more. "Why do you like the bastard group?"

"I didn't say I liked it, and I didn't mess around with me." Fang Chi turned his head and looked out the window, "It's just making a fuss."

"Uncles and aunts have good physical strength. They usually ride and hike. It's easy for you to carry," Chen Xiang said, "I will introduce you to a young group next time."

"I'm going to review after the new year, don't bring..." Before Fang Chi finished speaking, an aunt behind him suddenly stood up and yelled.

"Little Lin—"

"Ouch," Fang Chi was so frightened that he almost knocked his forehead against the car window glass. He glanced back and found that his aunt was calling another aunt in the back row to sit in front. He sighed and said in a low voice, "Scared I'm dead."

"Scared me too," Chen Xiang laughed for a long time over there, "Hey, you just said you were going to review?"

"I'm going to take the college entrance examination next year, and it's only half a year," Fang Chi said. "When I asked for leave today, the class teacher looked at me and looked at the expressions of the future students who failed the exam."

"If you don't tell me, I'd have forgotten about your third year in high school," Chen Xiang sighed, "Hey, I've watched you grow up."

"Then I'll see you getting old." Fang Chi glanced back again, "I won't tell you anymore, I'll be there soon."

Fang Chi is not a professional guide, but has been staying in Chen Xiang's outdoor club. He is familiar with the places he frequents. At first, he was asked to help because of insufficient manpower, and then he gradually came to him directly.

But it's hard work, tiring, and not fun.

"We will go from here in a while," the car entered the mountain and stopped at a place on the edge of the cliff that was flattened and covered with broken soil. It’s a mountain, take your things and check your shoes again, the road is not easy to walk, be careful not to twist your feet..."

Fang Chi stood under a tree by the side of the road and listened without saying a word, with his bag at his feet. Compared with the members of the group, his equipment was much more professional, and several aunts watched it for a long time.

"This is our guide for this canyon hike, Fang Chi," the team leader turned and pointed at Fang Chi, "He is very familiar with this section, and he will remind everyone when he comes to special terrain..."

Fang Chichong looked at the group members who came over and nodded as a greeting. These group members are not bad. Looking carefully, they are all in their forties. They are not as interesting as the group of young people, but they are better than the real group of uncles and aunts. Of course, Those who are really old generally don't stay overnight.

The team leader briefly explained the precautions mentioned before, and everyone picked up their bags and started walking along the road towards the mountain.

Fang Chi, the team leader, was not familiar with him and had nothing to say. He walked silently at the front of the team, listening to the chatting of the team members behind him.

The first 10 minutes were quite lively, but after half an hour, almost no one spoke. Although the winding mountain road is flat, it is too steep and tiring to walk on.

Fang Chi turned his head and looked. Although they stopped talking, these uncles and aunts could also tell that they usually exercised regularly, and they were still walking vigorously.

After walking for almost an hour, Fang Chi stopped.

"There's still more to go around this bend ahead..." Halfway through the conversation, the phone rang, and he took out the phone to look at it. It was Fang Ying. "At the current speed, we will reach the entrance of the mountain in 15 minutes."

"You can go to Sun Wenqu with me at night," Fang Ying said on the phone, "He's having dinner with someone today, probably..."

"I can't go back to the city today, I brought people into the mountains." Fang Chi said.

"What!" Fang Ying yelled, "Don't talk about it, are you going to look for him again in the next two days!"

"I'll be back tomorrow." Fang Chi knew that Fang Ying would have to yell at him.

"Tomorrow..." Fang Ying thought for a while, "Then tomorrow, tomorrow night, but you have to go there early, in case he wants to go out so as to block him."

"...Oh." Sun Wenqu's impatient and contemptuous face flashed before Fang Chi's eyes, a little uncomfortable.