Of Mountains and Rivers

At this age, Chu Huan didn't know that he was destined to be a "disaster" - he didn't say anything, he didn't do anything, he just poured a bottle of innocent soy sauce by the side from the beginning to the end, which almost caused an accident. The conflict between the two races.

They first went to the county where Nanshan picked him up, and stayed in the local guest house to rest that night. Chu Huan searched the entire county again, went back and forth several times, and finally confirmed that this great transportation hub did not sell books.

The last time I met with that rare "bookstore" was purely by chance. Chu Huan found that since they sent all the old books that could not be sold to him, they have devoted themselves to transforming into a small food store. I can't find any scraps of paper with words on them.

The honest local people have demonstrated with practical actions that "the economic base determines the superstructure" - as the cornerstone, selling food is better than selling books.

There is no second bookstore here - no wonder a broken Xinhua dictionary can become the treasure of the Liyi tribe.

However, Chu Huan did not quit without success. He found a phone number, contacted Lao Wang, reported his itinerary for the next three days, and made an appointment to meet him in the nearest prefecture-level city.

He has to hand over the gun.

After walking around for a long time, and returning to the hotel where he was staying, Chu Huan saw that Dashan and the horsewhip were sorting out the goods they brought in large and small bags.

Although Dashan usually looks like a class representative, he is not very familiar with an invisible teacher like Chu Huan who only appears in class and disappears immediately after class-not to mention the language barrier.

He smiled shyly at Chu Huan, hesitated for a moment, took out his small saber, cut off a piece of bacon, and handed it to Chu Huan carefully.

Chu Huan stuffed it into his mouth casually, and asked as he walked in, "How much is a catty?"

The riding whip shyly held out two fingers at him.

Chu Huan: "Twenty?"

Those guys are pretty cheap in business.

The whip quickly shook his head: "No, no, Er, Liang Kuwuai..."

Chu Huan suspected that he had heard wrong.

Seeing him in a daze, Dashan thought it was the wrong pronunciation of the horsewhip, and immediately helped convey the meaning, he lowered his head and found two yuan in change from his small satchel, and enthusiastically raised it to signal Chu Huan: "This, this. "

"Two yuan? Two yuan a catty?" Chu Huan chewed the bacon slowly, thinking for a while, but couldn't figure out how to evaluate this sentence. In the end, he had to ask helplessly, "Are you two okay?"

The two ignorant youths stared at him with wide eyes, their expressions for no reason reminded Chu Huan of the big eagles standing in a row that day.

Chu Huan pressed his temples, and they ran over from a long distance. Was it a business that lost money and made money after arguing for a long time?What kind of dedication is this?

Chu Huan: "What about the cost? Don't you have any cost?"

The horsewhip was indeed a skilled worker who had followed Nanshan to do business a few times, and he understood the word "cost" with high energy, and held out a finger to Chu Huan with great interest: "It's just a piece of money."

Facing such a genius accountant, Chu Huan felt deeply powerless: "...how do you calculate it?"

The horsewhip patiently explained: "It's salt, salt and...the black one..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand vigorously and gestured around.

Chu Huan: "Seasoning?"

Horse Whip and Da Shan nodded wildly together.

Chu Huan turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at the two pure flowers: "Then what about the meat? What about labor? Isn't it the cost?"

The horsewhip scratched his hair inexplicably: "Meat? Raise it yourself, yourself, um..."

Da Shan quickly reached out to make a stirring movement, with a smile on his face, he smiled and said, "Feed it yourself."

Chu Huan was speechless.

After a while, he sincerely took the hand of the horsewhip, and said earnestly, "So you are the one who is good at calculating accounts in the rumors. I'm sorry."

The horsewhip half understood, thought he had been praised, his face turned red immediately, as if he was drunk, and walked away with heavy kicks and shallow kicks.

The next day, Chu Huan made a decision, took a car, and the two young men carried the big bag and went to the tourist area together.

Chu Huan observed the environment for a while, then chose a place at the door, and directed the two children to set up a stall, put up a sign, and wrote "Organic bacon, pure natural, healthy and pollution-free, 40 yuan a catty."

Coupled with the "legendary old soup formula for beautifying pickles" and the "mysterious minority wishing woodcarving" Hun Ha, the second general protector, he efficiently built a simple souvenir counter.

The horsewhip and Dashan were in a hurry, because the patriarch had ordered that everything should be obeyed by Chu Huan when they came out. They couldn't object directly, so they had to try to communicate with this unreliable king and tell him that it would be unreliable. out.

Chu Huan used his big move of "I don't understand" without moving, and rejected all other people's opinions.

Just as the horsewhip was scratching her ears and cheeks, a female tourist passed by and saw Chu Huan stopped. After looking at it for a while, she probably got hit by the cute spot, and she boldly called out: "Hey, handsome guy, turn back!"

But within a radius of [-] meters, as long as someone calls "handsome guy", Chu Huan will definitely turn around consciously and shamelessly.

With just a "click", the camera in the female tourist's hand captured him looking back in profile.This unrestrained woman said unabashedly amidst the giggling laughter of her companion: "Handsome guy, he has a real figure."

Chu Huan lifted the wooden sign in front of him: "Organic bacon, beauty, try it?"

Horsewhip: "..."

Mountain:"……"

The two of them watched helplessly that the goods they brought were sold out by all kinds of donkey friends in less than a day, and they had a solid experience of what it means to be "a fool with a lot of money".

When collecting the stalls to count the money, the hands of the whip trembled. He had never seen so much money, and he kept asking Chu Huan, "Can I buy two wheels, two wheels..."

Chu Huan: "Bicycle? Yes."

The horsewhip burst into tears: "Is it possible to buy four wheels..."

A big bus passed by, and the horsewhip pointed: "That!"

Chu Huan was silent for a while: "Selling the two of you together might make it together."

Until Chu Huan found a place for the two of them to settle down, the two young men looked dreamy.

Chu Huan explained to the two of them, and rented a broken pickup overnight at his own expense, drove the Panshan Road overnight, arrived at the nearest county town with a train, and then took the train non-stop to the nearest prefecture-level city. Old Wang was waiting for him there... what greeted him was a scolding meal.

Chu Huan put down the gun, listened silently for 2 minutes, then turned around and was about to leave.

Old Wang shouted loudly: "What are you going to do?"

Chu Huan: "If you have nothing to do, I'll leave first. I'm in a hurry."

Old Wang: "When the fuck is it time!"

After he finished speaking, he leaned back irritably, and looked at Chu Huan from a distance. After a while, Lao Wang's expression eased, and he muttered in a low voice: "I'm thinner, but my face is not so ugly."

Chu Huan: "Pure natural organic bacon, can I buy two catties?"

Old Wang rolled his eyes in disbelief: "Okay, since it's your meat, then give me two catties."

Chu Huan patted his trouser pocket: "Oh, look, it's just sold out and out of stock, and there are only two bare thighbones left, do you want it?"

Old Wang: "Yes, take it off, I'll take it home and feed it to the dog—little bastard, how dare you entertain me."

The two of them laughed together. After laughing, Lao Wang saw that the atmosphere was good, so he raised the topic cautiously: "When will you come back to work?"

Standing at the door, Chu Huan paused: "Soon - wait for me to stay for a few more months, and I'll go back when I've lived enough."

Lao Wang said meaningfully: "You have been on leave for more than three years."

Chu Huan withdrew his smile, and replied in a low voice: "I know."

When he first entered the door, although Chu Huan was busy and in a hurry, and his face was still a little tired, Lao Wang saw a long-lost expression from him.

But after just asking and answering a few sentences, Chu Huan's expression suddenly calmed down, and in a blink of an eye, he seemed to have returned to his previous blind look.

Lao Wang regretted it for a while, and hurriedly made amends: "Actually, it's okay, you can go on vacation, stay as long as you want, not short of a year or two, just stay steadfast."

Chu Huan smiled perfunctorily: "It's nothing, life must return to the right track, so what... Is Xiao Lu'er's child born?"

Old Wang stretched out two fingers: "Two."

Chu Huan was taken aback: "What?"

Lao Wang lowered his head, as if he was a little embarrassed. He had a bare commander-like arm, and a face of two to five to eighty thousand. From the beginning to the end, there was no tough guy everywhere. matching.

Old Wang's big hands unconsciously rubbed against the trouser legs: "Hey, the doctor said it was two children, I... I became the grandfather of the two children."

Chu Huan couldn't help laughing: "Then hurry up and go back to earn money for milk powder."

After bidding farewell to Lao Wang, Chu Huan took a taxi and drove around most of the city at high speed.

First, he stayed in the bookstore for a whole afternoon, wishing he could pick out every book and turn a couple of pages—this book was too difficult, that one was too simple and boring, this one had no illustrations and was too boring, that one had too many illustrations, no substance...

Chu Huan felt that he had never been so picky when he bought the urn for Chu Aiguo.

By the time he came out of the bookstore, the afterglow of the setting sun had turned the ground red.

After buying the books, he carried two stacks of books that were half the height of a person, and went straight to the supermarket next door. He wanted to buy some of everything he saw. He thought, the bumpkin in that ravine in Nanshan must have never eaten this, so he had to take it back and give it to him to taste. taste.

Thinking of Nanshan's serious and happy expression when he was eating with him, Chu Huan felt that he could carry the entire food section of the supermarket back.

In the end, he carried his books and food and ran around half of the city, found a musical instrument store, stepped on the closing time of the store, said a lot of good things, and forced the clerk to reopen the half-locked door. , went in and picked a harmonica for Nanshan.

When Chu Huan left the musical instrument store with a brand-new harmonica in his arms, his mood was almost brisk.

He involuntarily played the part of "Awakening of Insects", halfway through, he found that his tune had gone around in a circle, and almost made up a pair of sticks, so he shut his mouth very self-consciously, and stopped disturbing the people.

Then he stood in the night with big bags and small bags like this, asking himself inexplicably: "Why am I happy?"

Chu Huan suddenly realized that he was like a boy who was called by his girlfriend in the middle of the night to buy fried rice, and who was so beautiful that someone sent him downstairs. .

"What am I doing here?"

Thinking of this, he put down his things, freed his hands, leaned under the street lamp on the side, and lit a cigarette for himself.

Chu Huan silently stared at the curled and falling cigarette butts under the light, knowing that he would not stay in the Liyi tribe for a long time, otherwise he would not subconsciously "forget" to buy some daily necessities for himself.

The Liyi Clan is like a sweet dream interspersed in a floating life.

Lao Wang's arrival woke him up.

No matter what secrets there are in their clan, it has nothing to do with him, they will continue to live their lives in the paradise, and he still has to go back.

As he promised to Lao Wang, return to his own right track.

At that time, the last thing I can do for Nanshan is to find a way to find another teacher for him—a real teacher, the kind who can teach.

His little thought was originally an "unreasonable thought", meaningless, so he cut it off as soon as possible.

Besides, Chu Huan always felt that Nanshan was as clean as a piece of white paper, and he was afraid of spoiling people's eyes and ears when talking about men and women, let alone these messes?

A good friend, even if we don't see each other again in the future, it's just a thought, there is no need to mention it, just think about it in your own heart, why bother if you say it to hurt your feelings and bad friendship?

Chu Huan stubbed out the cigarette and threw the cigarette butt away, and suddenly thought, when the time comes, a new teacher will come, so don't tell them what "Dawang Dawang" means.

Chu Huan took the train that night and left. He didn't rest when he arrived at the county seat. He drove the pickup back the same way. For two nights and one day, he didn't close his eyes, and made a very efficient back and forth.

Going back this time, in the middle of the foggy water, there are no big snakes and water ghosts cutting through the water to stop them. Those eagles and those strange people are like a hallucination, even the shadows have disappeared, and the clan has returned to the past Liveliness and vitality.

As soon as the fog in front of him dissipated, Chu Huan saw Nanshan sitting barefoot by the river.

Nanshan seemed to have heard the sound of horseshoes, and from a distance, he showed a clear smile at Guiren who was traveling far away.

Chu Huan felt that his heart had turned into a handful of cotton, softened into a ball, and his entire chest was covered with fluffy cotton.

The little bit of travel fatigue that was not worth mentioning disappeared in an instant.