thousand cups

Naturally, the conversation with Tang Li ended unhappy.

Tang Li felt that he was really unable to communicate, so he grabbed the contract and walked away.Jiang Mo sat alone for a while, not in a hurry to leave, he drank his coffee slowly before going out to take a taxi with his bag on his back.

When he arrived at the bus station, he bought a ticket for the nearest train and went into the station to get on the bus.At the back and next to the window, there was an old man sitting next to him, and he started talking on the phone as soon as he got in the car.Jiang Mo took out the earphones from his bag and put them on. After listening to Chopin for a while, he stared at the scenery outside the window in a daze.cloudy day.

When he arrived in Lili, Jiang Mo casually found a soliciting black car outside the bus station and boarded. The car he shared with the two girls was all going to the ancient town.Jiang Mo listened to their chat, the driver was chatty, asked them if they were here for fun, and introduced them to some small shops worth visiting.The two girls smiled and said that they came here to sketch from nature, so they could relax.After listening to other people's chats for a while, he took out his mobile phone and checked the news. It was calm and Shen Chaowen didn't send him anything.Well, I am very patient.

When you get there, get out of the car.Jiang Mo stood at the entrance of the ancient town with a bag on his back, opened the navigation and took a few glances, he knew what he was doing, and walked straight in.I have been here a few times, and I have an impression of the road, but there are many dark alleys here. If a person with a bad sense of direction walks in, he will probably faint after a few steps.

This is the kind of ancient town that Jiang Mo likes. It is not as famous as Zhouzhuang Wuzhen, and there are not so many tourists. It is just well developed.A typical water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with white walls, gray tiles, and deep alleys.The weather was not very good, because it was overcast and the sky was blue-gray.After walking along the river, Jiang Mo looked at the weather and felt that there would be rain soon.The air is foggy, even if there is no rain, it seems that you can feel the moist water vapor in the air, spreading it on your body, and your whole body is moist.

He walked quietly.Find a local library, register the information at the gatekeeper, go in, and go to the reading room on the second floor.A woman in a long dress was sitting at the reception, reading a book.

Jiang Mo walked over.

Mei Qing didn't lift her head when she heard the commotion, she pointed to the stool in front of her.Said: "When I finish this chapter, you sit down first."

Jiang Mo didn't dare to disturb her anymore, sat beside her and waited quietly.He looked at Mei Qing for a while, and felt that she had lost some weight, but she looked pretty good, still radiant.The temperament is milder and calmer, a little more indifferent than before.

It took about 10 minutes before she closed the book in her hand, looked at the watch on her wrist, and said, "I'm off work."

Jiang Mo nodded and stood up with her.Randomly glanced at the book Mei Qing was reading, Mei Qing turned over the cover of the book to show him, and said, "Wulff's, To the Lighthouse." Jiang Mo had never read this book, and asked her, "What is it about?" ?” Mei Qing took him outside, thought for a while, and said, “When people are alive, they are destined to be submerged by something.”

She didn't like to watch these before.Jiang Mo was silent for a while, followed her out of the empty reading room, and said, "You love reading this kind of book now?" Mei Qing smiled, and answered him: "I just keep reading every day, what else can I do if I don't read it? Turn it all over and look around."

Walking outside, they met a middle-aged man with a slightly fatter figure and a gentle face.He was carrying a bag of prunes, as if he was waiting for Mei Qing.Seeing her, he wanted to go forward, but when he saw Jiang Mo beside her, he hesitated again, with an unnatural expression, a little embarrassed.

Mei Qing smiled and took the initiative to greet him: "Curator." After a pause, she patted Jiang Mo on the shoulder, "This is my son. Xiao Mo, this is Director Zhou." Jiang Mo glanced at the other party, Say hello politely.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Jiang Mo accompanied Mei Qing out of the old library.

After walking a little farther, Jiang Mo teased her: "That uncle seems to like you." Mei Qing said: "I like your mother too much." Jiang Mo thought about it, and expressed his attitude very tactfully: "I don't like you." I will oppose you to have a new life, this is your freedom, don't care about me."

Mei Qing's footsteps paused, with no expression on her face, she glanced at him, then continued to walk forward, and after a long time she replied: "I'm not as good as your father, I don't want to look for him again." The voice was very quiet, without emotion.

Jiang Mo stopped talking.He took a step closer to her, silently hugged her shoulders, and walked slowly around the ancient town with her.

There are many old boats parked on the river along the way, there are vendors sitting in them selling fruits and vegetables, and there are people washing clothes on the bank.It's also very pleasant to stop and go.Mei Qing spoke to him from time to time, introducing what kind of historic site it was, but Jiang Mo just listened and didn't interrupt.

Mei Qing took him to an old teahouse.Pushing aside the bead curtain and walking in, Mei Qing ordered a plate of dim sum for him, including a pot of Longjing.

Jiang Mo asked only after she had ironed the cup and started pouring tea, "Don't you want to eat?"

Mei Qing said: "I don't have dinner now, an apple is enough when I go back."

Jiang Mo frowned: "I still have to eat, and I'm not fat, so why not eat."

Mei Qing smiled: "Occasionally I have to eat a little bit, but I don't eat much meat, so I go home from time to time and cook some food by myself." After a pause, "What are you doing all of a sudden?"

Jiang Mo said, "I just want to see you."

Mei Qing didn't believe it: "There are things to talk about."

There is a small stage in the teahouse.They chatted for a while, and an old man walked up to the chair and began to talk about the single-stage Pingtan, about the Three Kingdoms.

After sitting quietly and listening for a while, Jiang Mo said to her: "I quarreled with Chaowen."

Mei Qing didn't seem surprised at all, and asked him what happened.Jiang Mo thought for a while, and told her the whole story from beginning to end.

Mei Qing nodded after listening, took a sip from the teacup, and said slowly: "What's the fuss about it? It's a big deal, and you came to talk to me."

Jiang Mo said: "This is not a trivial matter."

Mei Qing thought for a while, and each played [-] boards and said: "There is a problem with the way you handle this matter. Xiao Chaowen has a stubborn temper and refuses to listen to advice. It's strange not to quarrel. You two are in the same place, and both are at fault. One It’s more difficult to carry than one.”

Jiang Mo let out an oh, but didn't reply.

Mei Qing took another two sips of tea slowly, and after thinking for a while, she said to him: "It's not good for you to run away every time you quarrel, what does it look like?"

Jiang Mo answered her: "I want him to be quiet by himself, and don't get angry and lose his mind when he sees me. I still want to sharpen Chaowen's temper. If he continues like this, he will have problems."

Mei Qing shook her head: "It's a good idea, don't have any adverse effects then."

Jiang Mo was helpless: "Then what should I do, I follow him in everything, and let him do everything? It's okay, he won't go to work in the future, and he won't have his own life. It's best to revolve around me all day long. What do you think? Is that okay?"

Mei Qing shook her head: "The two of you can settle your own affairs, I won't teach you anything, you have to get through on your own."

Jiang Mo said unhappily: "Sometimes I can't do anything with him."

Mei Qing sighed and comforted him: "Explore slowly, don't rush, learning to get along is a lifetime thing."

After drinking tea, another man and a woman appeared on the stage. This time they sang "Fengtou Feng", a famous song.

Mei Qing pointed to the stage and told him with a smile: "This is a real couple. I heard that they never quarrel. They commute to work together, go grocery shopping together, and take a walk together. They are inseparable. They are very loving." Jiang Mo didn't believe it: " Living together, how can you not quarrel? You don’t live with them, how do you know they don’t quarrel?” Mei Qing smiled: “I have never quarreled with your father. Some people can live without quarreling. For a lifetime, some quarreled for a lifetime and still lived lovingly, everyone has their own way of life, what's so strange about it." Jiang Mo remained silent, and said, "That's true."

Tea cold song scattered.Jiang Mo finished the plate of dim sum, feeling that he was full.

They walked out of the tea room.It was late, and a thin layer of fog formed on the river.

After walking for a while, Jiang Mo felt a lot calmer, and only then began to talk about serious matters with Mei Qing.

"I want to shoot by myself, and I don't want to be denied by others. There are too many barriers in this industry, and only money can break it."

After talking about his current situation.

It sounds difficult.Mei Qing smiled and asked: "Do you still want to persevere at this point?"

Jiang Mo thought for a while, but he didn't know how to say it. He felt that this kind of thing was unclear, so he simply said something childish: "Just think I'm dreaming."

dream.

Mei Qing still smiled: "Ten years back... no, five years, if you tell me the word dream, I will still feel that you are young and have a bit of ambition. When you say this now, I only think that you are Be silly, not only me, others will think so too. You are 30 years old now, not 13 years old, some things still need to be considered clearly. "

So what.Jiang Mo thought, anyway, he has already decided that what he pursues is worthwhile, and he doesn't care what others think.

"I know what you mean, but I don't want to live like I hate it." He said, "Anyway, I'm not convinced."

There is no other reason, just unconvinced.

Mei Qing's tone was flat: "Why are you not convinced? You should be convinced. Keep your head down, I promise you will live comfortably in this life."

Have a good time?

Everyone wants to be comfortable.

Jiang Mo stopped.

"I also tried to convince myself many times, but I didn't make sense to myself, and I was just not convinced."

This is a bit willful.

If it were someone else, it would be impossible for Jiang Mo to say these childish and boring empty words, but because he was facing Mei Qing, he felt a little uncomfortable for no reason, and wanted to talk about all this.

Mei Qing looked at him and just smiled.

"Then what if you don't make any famous films in the future?"

"Keep shooting."

"What if you can't shoot anything famous in your life?"

"I don't regret it either."

Anyway, it was already out.This was said frankly and fearlessly.

Quiet.

"I see." Her tone was quite gentle, "Anyway, I won't go back to that house. You can deal with the house as you want, I don't ask, it's up to you."

Jiang Mo's nose was sore, he leaned closer and hugged her gently, and said sorry.

Mei Qing smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "The rules of the ancestors are to leave some support for the children. That is my dowry. At that time, I was scolded by your uncle and they dared not sell the house. Leave it to you, pass it on, and give you some confidence. It’s good for you, you want to use the things from your ancestors to create Huangliang Dream.”

Jiang Mo could only say sorry.

Mei Qing patted him on the back: "Sometimes you are too much like your father. Don't think too much, I support you."

He stayed with Mei Qing in Lili for two days.He didn't say goodbye when he left, Jiang Mo left early in the morning, took a taxi to the bus station with his bag on his back.

The return journey was two hours, and the whole journey was covered with fog and gray sky, so beautiful, ethereal and far away.

He stared out of the window for a while, then accidentally reached out to find a good angle to take a photo, and sent it to Shen Chaowen, who hadn't been in touch with him, at a quarter past seven in the morning.

After sending, he closed his eyes and prepared to take a rest, when the phone vibrated the next second.

The other party sent: Remember to eat breakfast.

The simple and unpretentious instructions were answered almost in seconds.

Jiang Mo looked at those words and pondered for a few seconds, and couldn't help laughing.