sunny as rain

[Sun Baojiu chapter, Sun Jiang appears]

Many people like Sun Baojiu, because he is good-looking and righteous. He is a rough jade in the mountains, a dusty ore, and a star that accidentally fell into the day.

Sun Jiang also likes it.

So everyone doesn't think she really likes her, and no one has ever taken her heart seriously.

Does liking a good-looking person count as true liking?

If you like someone everyone likes, is it because you don't like someone deeply enough?

Could it be that all people can only, or can only, like his skin like a spring beauty?

This is the same as chasing stars. Thousands of fans like the same idol. Does it have to be said that the love of a single person is not deep enough?

There was one person Sun Jiang envied the most when he was young, and that was Ye Shiyu.

Because he looks good.

It seems that good-looking people can always get everything they want easily.But he doesn't dislike Ye Shiyu at all, on the contrary he likes it very much.

It's strange to say that Sun Jiang doesn't get close to any relative's children, but he likes to stay with Ye Shiyu.

When Sun Baojiu died, Sun Jiang was dull. In order to ease the pain, he even deliberately ignored this fact.

She stayed at home every day without going out, but she kept hearing about different versions of his death.

Some people said that his head was wrung out by a machine, some said that his arms were entangled in the machine, and he was not discovered until the blood in his body was almost drained, and some said that when his body was found, his body was as white as snow.

What he said the most was that he hadn't dated or married a wife yet.

What a pity, what a pity, what a pity, what a pity, how young.

It's scary.

Sun Jiang didn't know which version of the cause of death or the form of death was the most authentic.

In her imagination, Sun Baojiu should be lying in a coffin like a noble son in an American movie, with a thick layer of comfortable red velvet cloth under his body, wearing a black suit and a white shirt, with his hands folded In front of her chest, she held a large bouquet of bright red roses in her arms.

He should walk peacefully, without regret, without pain.

His lover, even his children, will accompany him, and relatives and friends will come to see him for the last time and dress up to attend.

Then everyone will sigh with satisfaction: "Sun Baojiu's life is really complete. He lived for more than 90 years, with both sons and daughters, a virtuous wife and a filial son, a prosperous life, hard work, hard work, duty, and professionalism."

Then Sun Jiang would hide in a corner, watching the consummation scene, recalling the story of their acquaintance.

In the first year of junior high school, Sun Jiang had only one friend, and that was Li Xiang.

There are too few people in Liushugou, and there are very few people of the same age. Even if they are the same age, they all drop out of school early to work.

Li Xiang's grandma is very strict. Although she has lived in this mountain all her life, she looks down on this and that because she has a rich daughter. She fell face.

When Li Xiang couldn't get out, Sun Jiang would dance rubber bands at the gate of his house alone.

Coincidentally, at that time, there was a big rock on the left and right of the door, and Sun Jiang tied a rubber band to it, and he had a good time playing with it.

This rubber band was made by her father and grandson by herself. They pulled out the used bicycle tires from the frame to reveal the pink inner tube, then cut them into uniform strips along the edge with scissors, and finally tied the two ends with a dead knot. Can.

Sun Jiang's relationship with her mother was not very good since she was a child, and she was always ignored by her mother. On the contrary, Sun Chengyi gave her unique favor.

Sun Bao's restaurant is just upstream of Sun Jiang's house, and he always passes by the door of Sun Jiang's house when he goes out, and he always greets her kindly and asks her casually.

He is so nice to everyone.

One day, Sun Jiang wanted to dance the rubber band at the door of his house. As soon as the rubber band was tied, he saw Sun Baojiu coming down from the upstream.

Sun Jiang immediately stopped the movement of his feet, his face was flushed, and he turned around and wanted to run into the yard.

Sun Baojiu smiled like a gentle breeze, sitting on the big rock in front of Sun Jiang's house, and asked casually, "Why are you running? Why do you run as soon as you see me? Do I look so scary?"

Sun Jiang stopped, walked back a few steps in embarrassment, and moved to the opposite big rock with hands and feet to stand still, like a pupil who was punished to stand.

Sun Baojiu picked up one side of the rubber band with his fingertips, moved it slowly, and said with a smile: "Go ahead and play, I'll watch it later, it's quite interesting."

Sun Jiang blushed like a tomato in the vegetable garden, and stammered, "I...no...no...

...wait...and play again. "

Sun Baojiu's eyes were fixed on the jumping rubber band, but he spoke naturally.

"Why are you called Sun Jiang? The name sounds nice."

Sun Jiang naturally didn't believe this set of rhetoric.

For many years, she didn't like her name very much, and felt that when her parents named her, it was somewhat perfunctory.But since Sun Baojiu asked, he still answered seriously.

"Because my father's surname is Sun, my mother's surname is Jiang, and I'm their child, so..."

Sun Baojiu nodded knowingly: "I think your name sounds nice, better than mine."

Sun Jiang raised his head, looked at Sun Baojiu with a blushing face, and asked cautiously, "Why are you called Sun Baojiu?"

Sun Baojiu met Sun Jiang's eyes, and smiled slightly: "Because my cellar is full of wine, and my father brewed it himself. He hoped that I would become the most fragrant wine among many wine jars. If there is a girl in my family, I guess My name is Sun Xiangjiu, fortunately I am a boy."

"So that's how it is." Sun Jiang wrung his fingers and deliberately lowered his voice.

Sun Jiang thought of his brother Sun Baotie, smiled and said, "My brother's name is Sun Baotie, why isn't he a good piece of iron?"

Sun Baojiu followed Sun Jiang and laughed.

He patted the ashes on his pants, ready to leave.

Sun Jiang looked at his straight shoulders and wanted to say the familiar "I like you" several times.

Even though she herself doesn't know what liking is?

But that's okay, time will tell for her.

After walking a few steps, Sun Baojiu turned around and said with a smile: "Jiang Jiang, if you are bored, you can come to my house to play with me, and I will make milk powder for you."

With a blushing face, Sun Jiang tugged one side of her bangs, pinned them shyly behind her ears, moved her ankles as awkwardly as she wanted, tiptoed to the ground, and drew crooked circles, never daring to respond, and felt it was unnecessary to respond .

People may just say it casually, if I have the cheek to agree, it will appear to be sentimental.

Later, she began to hope that Sun Baotie would come back a few more times.

Because every time he came back, he would take the children in the ditch to fish by the river, and Sun Baojiu was naturally among them.

Sun Jiang just wanted to look at Sun Baojiu more openly, and get closer by the way.

A little, a little bit is fine, she is not greedy.

She not only expected Sun Baotie to come back, but also hoped that he would never come back, because every time he came back, the family would definitely be in trouble.

This time is no exception.

The last time Shang Shang came back, he said that he was divorced.

The last time he came back, he left his infant son behind, and Jiang Yafen sent the child back to his grandma's house.

The last time he came back, he said that for the sake of his son, he would remarry his ex-wife. At the same time, he had actually made a new girlfriend.

When he came back last time, he said that his ex-wife got married again, and he changed his girlfriend again.

When he came back this time, he brought his girlfriend home.

Said to be a girlfriend, but she is more than 10 years older than Sun Baotie, divorced, and has a son.

Let's talk about money, this woman's son has congenital diabetes, a very serious kind, and needs a fixed monthly medical fee.Moreover, this woman is an ordinary woman, but it just so happened that the house in her hometown was moved, and she got several 10 yuan.

Let's talk about appearance, this woman is less than 1.6 meters tall, slightly fat, dark skin, black curly hair, really ugly, and has a vulgar social atmosphere, smoking, drinking, talking about mountains, omnipotent.

As for Sun Baotie, he is 1.9 meters tall and has a good appearance. He is not a handsome guy, but he is also a rare old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

What exactly is the picture?

By the way, this woman's name is Sun Yue.

As soon as she opened her mouth, everyone knew what Sun Baotie was trying to do, just this mouth.

Especially good at speaking, especially good at speaking, crunchy and crunchy, bendable and stretchable.

Knowing that Sun Baotie's parents didn't want to see her, he toasted without blushing.

The posture of drinking is fiercer than Sun Chengli.

It should be for peace of mind.

After all, Sun Yue can take care of everything for Sun Baotie, so that he, a giant baby, can be as chic as a grandpa, stretching out his hands for clothes and opening his mouth for food.

Sun Baotie just wanted to live such a life, otherwise he would not have divorced.

Sun Baotie and his ex-wife Zhao Min were childhood sweethearts, they lived next to each other in the ravine, and there was a bridge between them at that time.

Zhao Min is 1.7 meters tall, with red lips and white teeth, fashionable and foreign.

The two fell in love with each other vigorously, and got married in a hurry. As soon as they reached the legal age of marriage, they couldn't wait to get married.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. They got married in the first year, had children in the second year, and divorced in the third year.

In the fourth year, Zhao Min remarried, it is said that to anger Sun Baotie.And Sun Baotie was not to be outdone, and changed girlfriends frequently, it is said that he was angry with Zhao Min.

Two people with fiery tempers can have a love like thunder and fire, and naturally they can destroy the friendship of childhood sweethearts.

This time when he came back, Sun Baotie didn't go down to the river to catch fish, but left in a hurry, because he got drunk and quarreled with his own father.

Sun Jiang's family has already been in a state of stocking for this son.

Sun Jiang moaned and walked around the door of the house, and his father was so angry that he had a big bag of white sugar ice fruit on his head, cursing.The mother sat on the small bench in the yard and sighed again and again, as if she had gotten used to it long ago.

The atmosphere at home is not good, and even Sun Jiang is annoyed.

Suddenly hearing a whistle, Sun Jiang couldn't help but look around.

It's Sun Baojiu.

Holding a red mug in his hand, it was steaming hot.

Sun Jiang could vaguely smell the faint smell of milk.

After looking for the taste, the warm cup just landed on the palm of my hand, it was heavy and warm in my heart.

Sun Baojiu's voice was like that intoxicating fragrant wine and sweet honey, bewitching Sun Jiang's mind.

"Is there a fight at home?"

Sun Jiang came back to his senses, held the cup like a treasure, and whispered, "Well, my brother is back."

Sun Baojiu curled his lips, and dragged Sun Jiang's hand up to indicate that the milk was ready for her.

Sun Jiang took a sip, it was a little sweet, just enough to touch his heart.

Sun Baojiu's gentle voice is like the off-white film on the milk, with a mellow texture.

"I added some sugar, I'm afraid you won't find it tasty."

Sun Jiang felt a little embarrassed, the tips of his ears were red and red, and his eyes were bright.

"Thank you, Brother Baojiu."

Sun Jiang drank a few more sips of milk, and then handed the glass to Sun Baojiu, and said hesitantly, "Let me wash the glass for you."

Sun Baojiu said with a smile: "No, when you want to drink in the future, you can come to my house. I will keep this cup for you, and don't let others use it."

With just this sentence, Sun Jiang instantly felt that he was the happiest person in the world, so happy that he was about to bubble.

Sun Baojiu rubbed Sun Jiang's messy hair, and said in a low voice, "I'm going home first, good night."

The voice was so sweet, and his life was so alive at that time.

Who would have thought that such a warm person would go there on a freezing day.

The snow fell half a meter deep, and more than 20 people took turns carrying the coffin, like a ski relay race, and barely carried the coffin out.

The coffin was so hard that it could crush people to death. No one cared about grief. He just wanted to get people out as soon as possible, so that others could have a better life, and let Sun Baojiu go to the ground as soon as possible.

For the burial, after digging for a long time, it is not so much buried on the mountain as it is frozen under the hard soil.

The frosty wind howled all night, it was New Year's Eve that day.

Every house is bright red, and festive red lanterns are hung at the door.

Only him, lying in the boundless whiteness, is gone.

Sun Jiang watched Sun Baojiu's coffin pass by the house. People were carrying it hard, their faces were red from the cold, their tears and snot were also frozen, and a thin layer of frost hung on their eyebrows.

The coffin is so heavy, is it because he is not willing to leave?

Sun Jiang didn't cry.

How can you cry?

In what capacity are you crying?

Once you cry, you will never forget it in your life.

She walked into the house with her neck stuck, and never mentioned Sun Baojiu again.

Until Ye Shiyu called and inadvertently asked about the letters that had disappeared.

Sun Jiang had no choice but to believe that this person was really gone.

How can the people who stay behind live so cruelly?