Senior, please forgive me!don't pull my skirt

The pay was settled, the crew had no finances, the money was directly transferred from Mu Junchen's account, and the pay was generally given as much as it was said to be, so the crew had already paid the personal tax, and the money was [-] after tax.

After several months of filming, and it was a job I had never touched before, I felt a little tired. Zhang Jigang didn’t ask me to go back to work right away, so I asked him for a leave of absence and told him to rest for a few days, otherwise As soon as I entered the program group, there was no fake mode, and I had to be exhausted.

The day before I left, I went to the studio to see that everything was almost removed. I helped them collect the tracks and remove the shelves. The last people and equipment were exactly two cars.

Just as he was waving goodbye to them, Mu Junchen also came, smoked a cigarette, and stood chatting for a while in the late summer evening.

The car drove away, raising the low dust. Mu Junchen and I looked back, and the ktv sign we had arranged as a nightclub was replaced by the original one. During the day, the business was normal, and the front desk was wearing a white shirt and black skirt, which made this ktv more crowded. A serious temperament, and the kind of depraved quack atmosphere in the movie are two different feelings.

"When did you buy the ticket?"

Mu Junchen had a cigarette in his mouth, and just as he was about to light it with a lighter, he picked it up again.

"Tomorrow, how about you?" I asked him.

"Coincidentally, I am also tomorrow. What kind of ticket did you buy? High-speed train or plane?"

he asked casually.

Me: "Train."

Mu Junchen was quiet, raised his eyelids and said, "I also take the train, let's go to the station together tomorrow."

At night, Mu Junchen and I bought some ingredients and made a simple dinner together. During the meal, Mu Junchen asked me again: "I'm leaving tomorrow, don't you want to get back together today?"

I am silent.

Mu Junchen looked frustrated and said nothing more.

"I heard you owed a lot of money for this movie?" I asked him.

Mu Junchen frowned, and raised his eyes: "Who said that? Nonsense, it's just that the follow-up production and publicity fees haven't been paid, it's easy to handle... Before, I owed some money, but I paid it back .”

After dinner, I took my salary and wanted to go whoring Mu Junchen, but he refused me, saying that he was not in the mood to engage in unscrupulous male-male relationships.

The next day, we packed our luggage and took a taxi to the train station together.

Yuzhou is an important economic town along the coast. Regardless of whether it is a holiday or not, the train station is always overcrowded.

There was not even a place to sit in the waiting hall. We crowded around the charging pile and stood like two poles. In front of us was a couple of migrant workers sitting on the ground, leaning on a woven bag, sharing a bucket of instant noodles. Eat, there are a few children bouncing around and playing in the back, bumping into my leg from time to time and making me accidentally knock into Mu Junchen's arms.

"Where's your ticket? Which one is it? Let me see, it's too noisy, don't wait a while and you didn't hear the broadcast and missed it."

Mu Junchen held my shoulder again.

I took out the ticket and showed it to him.

Mu Junchen took a look at the ticket, and frowned: "I thought you were going to Star City, why did you go back to Anshan? Why did you go back suddenly?"

"Go back and see grandma."

"Oh." Mu Junchen returned the ticket to me, "Is grandma okay?"

I nodded: "It's okay."

"Do you have anything to eat in your bag? It takes more than ten hours to go back to Anshan, and the food on the train is not good." Mu Junchen asked me again.

I touched my bag: "Yes."

Mu Junchen stretched out his hand to unzip the zipper of my backpack: "Where is the food? The emperor's food is in your bag?"

He opened his bag, took out a bunch of snacks and stuffed them into my bag, as well as two bottles of milk.

I really don't know why he is an adult in his 20s and still packs so much food in his backpack, just like he is still a high school student.

Mu Junchen helped me zip up, touched my slightly hot cheek, and I focused on the train information on the screen.

My car pulled into the station earlier than Mu Junchen's, and I followed the crowd with my bag and suitcase on my back. I waved to Mu Junchen, and Mu Junchen waved to me too.

Suddenly, I felt a tearing pain in my heart. I turned back and stood in front of Mu Junchen. After thinking about it, I whispered to him: "If you are willing to take care of me, we can talk... This will not affect your future. Get married, I'll leave when you get married..."

Mu Junchen stared at me with a very complicated expression: "I don't have any money, so get lost."

Me: "You can owe it first? Wait until you have money, or I will..."

Mu Junchen gave me a disgusted push and pushed me into the flow of people entering the platform at the ticket gate. I had no choice but to be pushed forward.

Really boring.

After getting on the train and sitting down, thinking back to that scene just now and the ridiculous things I did to him in the crew these days, I just feel like a crazy person.

Thinking about Mu Junchen's cooperation with me for so many days, and holding back from beating me up, he really has such a good temper.

He's a good guy.

And I'm a narrow-minded person, I still care about Chen Shu's matter, even though she called me to explain it to me, Mu Junchen really didn't do anything to her at that time, and always regarded her as a younger sister, Even though Mu Junchen said that they only meet twice a year now, and promised me that every time they meet in the future, they will be under my supervision.

But I can hear that they are still on good terms now.

In his heart, there will always be a place for Chen Shu.

I know that there will never be someone who belongs to me only. He has parents and a sister who saved his life as a childhood sweetheart. He can't just be Lu???'s boyfriend.

But I'm just so narrow-minded.

It took more than ten hours to return to Anshan by train, and then took an urban-rural bus from Anshan back to Dong County. It was already noon the next day when I arrived home.

I haven’t been back for a few months, and some dust has accumulated in the house. I sprinkled water on the floor, swept it and mopped it again. When I passed by my grandma’s bedroom, she beckoned me to go in and help her fold the quilt, saying that the quilt was too heavy for her. Can't hold it.

I went in and tidied up her bed, folded the quilt, turned around and went out to get a rag to wipe the furniture in the house. When I was busy, I went to the neighbor's mother-in-law's house and bought a pullet and a few wild eggs. Kill it and stew it with eggs, and eat it with grandma.

Just a few mouthfuls after eating, suddenly someone knocked on the door outside.

Who?

I got up, looked out through the crack of the door, and saw a big tall man standing outside with a bag and a suitcase, his face covered with sweat.

Why did he follow?I thought he was completely bored with me.

I was a little flustered and didn't want to open the door.

"Huaihuai, open the door, for stuttering, there is still not a single restaurant open in your village." Mu Junchen raised his hand and knocked on the door shamelessly, and said listlessly, "I'm so thirsty, get out of the car I forgot to buy water, let me go in and drink some water, okay?"

"Wait a minute." I tidied up the room, and then opened the door to let him in.

"Are you eating?" He was not polite at all, he came in with his suitcase and put it in the cabin on the attic, took the water I poured for him and drank it in one gulp, then went to look at the dishes on the table, frowning. Wrinkled, "Why do you cook the chicken like this, how delicious is it? Why are there still a few unpeeled eggs in it? What's the way to eat this?"

He looked around again, like ADHD: "Where's grandma? Grandma!"

"She just finished eating and went out," I said.

"I'm hungry." Mu Junchen said shamelessly, completely different from when he asked me to roll at the train station.

"Then you...wait a moment."

I collected the chicken on the table, and went to the neighbor’s mother-in-law’s house to say that a guest wanted to pick some green vegetables from the vegetable field in her backyard. It happened that she still had some bacon at her house, so I shared one with it, and it grew to half the size in the pond. I also asked me to take one of the grass carp, and enthusiastically found side dishes and spices for me.

I gave her one hundred, she asked me for fifty, and gave me a plate of bacon tofu wrapped in the refrigerator.

"Good boy, take it... Mother-in-law will give it to you to eat, don't give me any money."

She patted my head and pushed me out the door of her house.

Chef Mu rolled up his sleeves, put on his apron, and carefully cooked the marinated grass carp, marinated meat, tofu, and half a bowl of water. Cut the bacon into thin slices on a cutting board.

Cured meat and tofu, steamed grass carp, fried bacon with garlic sprouts, and a garlic lettuce, the old house is filled with the aroma of hot food.

Mu Junchen cleaned the frying pan, and poured the pot water into the dark ditch under the bluestone slab in front of the door: "You boil chicken in a pot of white water, do you want me to save it? It's still delicious after frying it."

"There are enough dishes." Why are you still thinking about chicken?Too hungry for him.

"Where did grandma go? Is it next door? Tell her to come back and have something to eat together? After all, your skills and mine are still far behind." Mu Junchen didn't move his chopsticks.

Me: "She went to play in Xiaban Village. I don't know which house she went to. The elderly can't eat too much in one meal. Let's eat."

"Okay then." Mu Junchen then got up to fill a bowl of rice, came back and sat down to gobble it up, and was almost caught by a fishbone in the middle.

"Why did you come here?" I asked him while eating.

Mu Junchen: "Go to a classmate in Guangnan, he knows a few editors who like niche literary films, see if he can negotiate a friendly price or help me edit for free, when my train passed Anshan , The landslide blocked the railway track, the passengers were all evacuated and got off the train, and the train going south was closed, so I just wanted to come to you and save the money for a hotel."

"Doesn't the plane work too?"

Mu Junchen was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Anshan does not have a plane to Guangnan. As you know, there is only a small airport in Anshan, and there are only routes to a few first-tier cities in the north."

I nodded, vaguely remembering that the airport in Ansan is indeed a small airport.

After dinner, Mu Junchen left his luggage here and went out, saying that he was going to buy something, and after a while, he came back with a few bags of fruit: "It's a good thing grandma went out at noon, otherwise, seeing me come here empty-handed, I'm impressed. It should be bad."

I sat on the bamboo chair and fanned myself, but there was still sweat on my face, so I wiped it off with the back of my hand: "I helped you contact the bus to Guangnan, take the high speed, and the time is not much different from the train."

"Oh." Mu Junchen put the fruit on the table, a little embarrassed, but he didn't say he was leaving, he came over and sat on the low stool next to me, playing with his mobile phone while catching the wind from me.

I stopped urging him, and I was a little greedy for the quiet company for a while, thinking that if I let him stay for another half an hour, I would drive him away.

"Xiaolu, are you back?" Suddenly someone approached the door talking, and the tranquility of the afternoon was stirred like a pool of water. Liao Dongdong, the grandson of the mother-in-law next door, stepped across the threshold with a plastic bag, "There are still guests , So what, today is fifteen, I bought some incense and paper money, since you are back, then you can burn it to your grandma yourself, do you have the food for the offering? Come to our house to catch a chicken and get some eggs? "

Mu Junchen stared at him blankly, as if his whole body froze.

I put down the fan, got up and took the bag from Liao Dongdong's hand, and said softly, "Thank you, brother Dongdong."

Author: It’s just sauce. I wrote it very hard, but my skill is not perfect. Some places are awkward. I want to beat myself to death. I hope the next book can improve. See you tomorrow

This sensitive word is really amazing, I really like to eat dishes with tofu, it makes me bald