Of Mountains and Rivers

"what is the problem!"

Chu Huan tilted his face back silently, letting Lao Wang's saliva, which was as sharp as a hidden weapon, brush past him.

The one-armed Old Wang was dressed in a suit of travel and dust, and every cell in his face was accusing him of the pain of life that had broken his heart for the bastard in front of him.

There was a wooden table between the two of them, and on the table were several military supplies that could enter the National Expo.

Chu Huan raised his head and glanced down through the dilapidated small window of the guest house. Nanshan was talking with those veterans downstairs.

The bumpkin patriarch of their family was wearing a shirt for the first time in his life, as if he had been worried that his clothes would be torn if he moved too much, and his gestures were as cautious as if he had been tied up. Still very conscientiously working as a tour guide with little knowledge in this county that has only been here a few times in his life.

This is just right, Nanshan, who was talking about something, suddenly raised his eyes as if he had some sense, and met Chu Huan's gaze. The serious commentator took the time out of his busy schedule to glance at it without hesitation. He gave the person upstairs a bright smile, and his serious look was a bit funny.

I don't know what went wrong. The few veterans in the cave didn't have the impression of being frozen after they strayed into the "Peach Blossom Spring". A dream, it will be decades later when you open your eyes - this is probably the meaning of Shenshan, and I don't want this land to be exposed to the eyes of the world.

Although the goat-faced elder was a bit wicked, he was not lacking in understanding. Once he learned of this situation, he immediately said nothing, pretending to be a border minority, and said nothing about the bizarre incident decades ago.

As soon as the mountain gate was turned upside down, Chu Huan just woke up from a long sleep, and before he had time to wake up from a nap, the elder urged him to pick him up to deal with this matter.

This is how the scene in the guest house in the county came about.

For all these reasons, it is inconvenient for Chu Huan to tell others clearly—Pharaoh would not believe him if he told him, and he might send him to the psychiatric department for evaluation, so he simply pushed [-]: "I don't know, people are on the road. picked it up."

Old Wang's face jumped, and he followed his gaze and glanced down from the window, as if aware of something, he narrowed his eyes, pointed to Nanshan and asked, "Who is that long-haired one?"

Chu Huan replied without changing his face: "My daughter-in-law."

When Old Wang heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched more and more lively. He took a breath, and asked in a trembling voice, "What... what's going on with this?"

Chu Huan watched the crowds coming and going in the border town, and his old friend had a ruddy complexion and a strong body. For a moment, he felt deeply moved as if he had passed away. of."

Old Wang: "Then he's a man! Do you think I'm blind?"

"That's right," Chu Huan said inexplicably, "I didn't say he was a woman either."

Lao Wang's face was like a myocardial infarction, and he walked around the room a few times like a donkey pulling a mill, and finally couldn't help but slapped Chu Huan on the face: "Nonsense!"

Chu Huan leaned on the hard back of the broken sofa, stretched his legs and stretched his muscles, showing a smile that tolerated the old people's unreasonable troubles, without saying a word.

Over the years, Lao Wang has never been able to do anything about him, and finally sat down on the simple bed as if venting his anger, and smashed the bed in the guest house with a whine.

Lao Wang took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Before he could light it, Chu Huanqu knocked on the table with his index finger: "Hey."

Old Wang raised his eyelids and glanced at him angrily.

Chu Huan: "I don't smoke here."

After finishing speaking, he pointed innocently out of the window and pointed downstairs.

Old Wang put out the lighter with a "snap", stood up silently and walked to the window, stared at it for a while, then suddenly put a hand on Chu Huan's shoulder, and asked with a frown, "What's wrong with him?" ? Don't make fun of me, can this last for a long time?"

Chu Huan sighed: "Am I a joker?"

According to Lao Wang's understanding of him, although Chu Huan didn't slip away in small things, he never played tricks in big things.Old Wang's voice was stern: "After Lao Chu's death, no one can control you—are you planning to kill off your children and grandchildren?"

Chu Huan paused, then couldn't help laughing.

Old Wang: "What are you laughing at, be serious!"

"I can't see that you are quite traditional," Chu Huan waved his hand, "there are a lot of little brats running around in their clan, everyone is eager to adopt one to the patriarch, it's nothing."

The old Wang stared at him for a while, Chu Huan's complexion was not good, but he was in good spirits, the one-armed man was silent for a moment, his request to Chu Huan is that he should be a good person, as for his private life...

"I heard what you said just now - he is the patriarch? Can he go with you?"

Chu Huan touched his nose: "It's choking."

Lao Wang was a little angry: "Then what are you going to do, hide in this remote village for the rest of your life? Didn't you promise me..."

"I'll go back to work." Chu Huan answered without any burden, "It's okay, I have work to do, and I'll go home and cook if I don't have any tasks. The Quan family will live far away."

Lao Wang had never seen anyone play like this before, and looked at him in shock: "...there is no place to reimburse you for the plane ticket."

Chu Huan said without pressure: "Anyway, I don't need to make money to support the family, the moonlight is just right."

Old Wang couldn't imagine such a way of life, he twirled the cigarette in his hand for a while, and finally choked out a sentence: "You too... are too unreliable!"

Chu Huan stretched out his hand to him with a playful smile: "Show me our nephew—or niece?"

Lao Wang took out several mobile phones from his body, took out the most inconspicuous one, pulled out the photo and handed it to Chu Huan. Although the two children are very small, it can be seen that they don't look much alike, and they are fraternal. twin.

"The one in the pink dress is a girl, and the other is a boy." Lao Wang sighed, and sat down next to him, not even bothering to show off his granddaughters. How much effort does it take?"

"One son and one daughter can make up a 'good', ah, it's so funny, it's so long..."

"Chu Huan!"

Chu Huan raised his head and glanced at him: "Find someone nearby? Okay, are you going to persuade your son-in-law to leave and replace me?"

Old Wang was startled for a moment, then he saw the playfulness in his eyes, and felt powerless: "You bastard who doesn't know good people."

Chu Huan threw the phone back into Lao Wang's arms, then tilted his head and glanced out the window, and found that Nanshan dutifully brought a few veterans who had never eaten anything good into "Ken Dang Chicken" to be influenced by junk food, so he picked it up. Looking at the window, he shouted at him: "I want the bowl of potatoes and rice cooked by the proprietress last time, with coarse salt!"

Nan Shan waved at him from a distance, indicating that he heard.

Chu Huan opened the window to the maximum, quickly took out a cigarette from Lao Wang's pocket, lit one at lightning speed, stuffed it into his mouth like a cloud and flowing water, and smoked half of it in one breath , After a puff of white smoke, he said slowly: "Sometimes you will find that what you feel is different from others. Your skin pain is not painful to others. You feel comfortable all over your body, while others are ignorant and ignorant." After a long time, you will have an illusion...you and others are not living in the same world."

Lao Wang looked at him carefully. The outline of Chu Huan's face was deeper than before because of his thinness, but his eyes were very bright. I don't know if it reflected the fire on the cigarette butt.

"Loneliness doesn't care how many people you're with. If you don't feel this way in your heart, you'll be free to be a bachelor all your life, and you won't feel lonely for a minute. If you have this kind of cranky thinking all the time, you won't be able to have a lot of fun every day when you gather for prostitution. "Chu Huan said calmly, "This is terrible, you know? If this kind of loneliness goes too deep, people will become unreal."

Pharaoh: "A sense of reality about what?"

"All," Chu Huan said, "people only think about what is 'reality' after they lose their sense of reality. The more you think about it, the more you feel...you can't prove the existence of 'reality'."

Lao Wang's expression became serious, and he suspected that Chu Huan was mentally ill and hadn't been cured.

From the corner of his eyes, Chu Huan caught a glimpse of Nanshan leaving the others in the restaurant for dinner, and he walked out of the "Ken Dang Chicken" with a few big food boxes, walking towards the guest house.

"So one day I found a person who was willing to help me get rid of this neurotic loneliness, and it was very effective. To me, he was my fulcrum and coordinates." Chu Huan stubbed out his cigarette, and stuffed the ashtray casually He got under the sofa and turned on the exhaust fan on the blinds, "Don't say it's just a few more plane rides, it's okay for me to ride a missile."

There were footsteps at the door, Chu Huan let Lao Wang pass, and opened the door for Nanshan. As soon as Nanshan entered the door, he sniffed slightly, as if he smelled something, but because of Lao Wang's presence, he didn't say anything, just passed the door. The movement of the takeaway gave Chu Huan a very cryptic look.

Chu Huanquan pretended not to see it, pointed at Lao Wang and said, "This is me...well, my godfather."

Pharaoh: "..."

Old Wang coughed dryly, and was stuck for a moment, then he came back to his senses, and with an unsmiling attitude of an elder, he simply nodded to Nanshan: "Hello."

Nanshan was also very caught off guard, but although he had never seen the world, he was the patriarch after all, so he quickly calmed down, greeted Lao Wang with a slightly appraising look, and greeted him politely.

Old Wang was still a little awkward, and didn't know what to say for a while, so he saw Nanshan come up to him and stood still, speaking Chinese that was already fluent, and said solemnly: "My name is Nanshan, and I am the 'Liyi Clan' Patriarch, Chu Huan will not suffer any grievances with me in the future, don't worry."

Pharaoh: "..."

While staring at Nanshan, he remembered his experience of marrying his daughter, and suddenly felt a little bit of subtle dissatisfaction with his decent son-in-law.

This kind of subtlety was maintained until the evening of the same day, when Lao Wang took away the people Chu Huan handed over to him, as well as the rifles and necessities. Then, as if to show his generosity, he restrained the bitterness in his heart and said With a flick of the pen, Chu Huan was granted a one-month "marriage leave".

Chu Huan watched Lao Wang take the man into the car, and said to Nanshan on the side: "We will not go back to the clan for the time being. I bet you will be able to cross the border now. I will take you out...uh, this..."

Nanshan silently used a short knife to pull out the ashtray he had stuffed into the crack of the sofa just now, and was looking at him reproachfully.

Chu Huan gave a dry laugh: "This is the old man just now..."

Nan Shan grabbed his collar and sniffed it carefully.

Chu Huan: "...the smoke..."

The sophistry in the back automatically silenced under Nanshan's gaze.

Nanshan: "Do you think your body is in good condition?"

Chu Huan's throat rolled slightly, and he always felt that there was something wrong with Nanshan's eyes when he asked this question.

Nanshan's grip on his hand gradually tightened, his eyes darkened: "Then you didn't remember...do you owe me anything?"