Salad Days

In the evening of late autumn, the sunset was like a piece of gold leaf paper, pouring onto the hill in the distance. Jiang Shen and Qing Lingzi were sitting in the last row of the return bus. The two held the drawing board alone, and the other held the shoes silently.

The scene outside the car window was like a slide, sweeping across Jiang Shen's face. For the first time in that light and shadow, he seemed to have some troubles sighing for a long time.

The teenager does not recognize the sorrow, but the sorrow is sour and bitter, it is indeed good to be ignorant.

Qing Lingzi got out of the car, she turned her drawing board back to her shoulders, and looked at Jiang Shen said: "Don't tell my brother I know it all."

Jiang Shen opened his mouth and promised to say "Okay" with anger, thinking he had to hide it from both of them, it was a headache.

The two went home together, and Qing Lingzi stopped suddenly when passing the wheat field.

Jiang Shen followed her eyes and saw that most of the wheat had been collected in the field. The useless wheat stalks were piled up neatly and placed in the middle of the field. After a month or two, the adults would burn the wheat stalks and use them. Fertilizers are turned into muddy soil, and it will be a fertile land next year.

"Shen Zi." Qing Lingzi asked softly, "Will you always dance?"

Jiang Shen thought for a long time before he was a little confused: "I don't know..." After a pause, he said again, "But Qinglingzi, I hope you can paint all the time."

Qing Lingzi looked at him.

Jiang Shen pursed his lips, and he showed a slightly shy smile: "Your brother must be so hopeful."

When Qing Lingzi arrived home, Miao Huaer was washing apples in the yard. When she saw her daughter came back, she nagged: "Why are you so late today, hungry or not, eat first?"

Qing Lingzi replied happily: "No appetite."

Miao Hua'er's most precious daughter is usually anxious when she hears "no appetite." "How come there is no appetite? You ate on the road?"

Qing Lingzi didn't want to listen to her nagging, perfunctoryly repeated a few words "Eat and Eat"

She ran into the house and closed the door with her backhand.

"..." Miao Huaer was overwhelmed by biting the apple. Chen honestly heard the movement upstairs and came down deliberately. After looking at her daughter's door for a long time, she carefully asked her mother-in-law: "What's wrong?"

Miao Huaer bite the pulp with a bite and said vaguely: "I know, you knock on the door!"

Chen honestly: "When did she close the door when we knocked on, this is not a period of rebellion?"

Miao Huaer nodded his head: "A rebellious head, Qing Lingzi is only a few years old, and he's not a little rabbit with a dog hair!"

Because of the anxiety of going out to class in the afternoon, the manuscript paper that had been sorted out by dog ​​hair was messed up all over the place. Qing Lingzi squatted down to pick up the manuscript paper after picking up the easel. A few pieces were rotten and thrown aside.

But after a while, the little girl regretted it.

Qing Lingzi picked up the manuscript paper while wiping her face, and flattened it again. She didn’t make a sound, but her tears couldn’t be controlled. The black lines on the manuscript paper were blurred into dots. She wiped it. It became a water.

Tan Lingling saw Jiang Shen go home late at night but did not mention anything, only to explain that someone called to find it.

"Who?" Jiang Shen asked while eating.

Tan Lingling: "He said that his name is Bai Jinyi, ouch, the child's voice is so cute, polite and nice."

Jiang Shen mumbled: "Is there... he doesn't talk to me that way."

Tan Lingling laughed: "So what?"

Jiang Shen thought for a while: "Anyway, it's fierce."

Tan Lingling's twigs of laughter were trembling, and Jiang Luoshan couldn't resist it. Jiang Shen was a little unhappy, and after eating, he didn't tidy up the table. Tan Lingling followed him.

Jiang Shen also reviewed dance notes every night after eating a good meal. When the phone rang in the living room, he didn't even think about picking it up until Jiang Luoshan urged him: "It must be Xiaobai, please go pick it up."

Jiang Shenmoo had to pick up: "Hello?"

"..." Bai Jinyi obviously heard his voice, and said softly, "Why is it so slow."

Jiang Shen muttered, "You know it's me again."

Bai Jin didn't expect him to answer, and immediately said: "My chicken doesn't eat anything. Do you have a way?"

Jiang Shen: "Don't you drink water?"

Bai Jin said one sentence: "You wait." There was a sound of slippers kicking on the floor over the phone. After a while, kicking back again, "It seems that I didn't drink."

Jiang Shen smiled: "How do you know?"

Bai Jin was a little bit hard in one breath: "I used a ruler to measure the sink.

Jiang Shen: "..."

He grew so big, for the first time I saw chickens raised so precisely...

"Why don't you talk?" Bai Jin urged him.

Jiang Shen coughed: "It's okay, the strange environment may be timid on the first day, and I ate it in the middle of the night."

Bai Jin didn't believe it very much: "Can't you starve to death?"

Jiang Shen sighed: "It's not that easy to die..."

Bai Jin seemed relieved as soon as he got the guarantee. He didn't know what topic he was looking for. He was silent for a while and suddenly asked, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Shen honestly reported: "Look at the dance notes." He seemed to remember it, and asked back, "How do you know my phone number?"

"I asked Mr. Lin for it." Bai Jinyi's tone finally became proud, and Jiang Shen seemed to be able to see the other person's stubborn raised eyebrows across the phone line.

"You bring a pen." Bai Jinyi ordered suddenly.

Jiang Shen: "Why?" Although he asked in this way, he still took the paper and pen obediently.

Bai Jinyi: "Remember my mobile number."

Jiang Shen frowned: "I don't have a cell phone..."

Bai Jinyi: "Then write it down and call me at home later."

Jiang Shen thought that I had nothing to do with you... but he wrote it very quickly. After reading it, the 11-digit number is particularly easy to remember.

"I am auspicious," Bai Jinyi flaunted. "I haven't told anyone except you."

Jiang Shen didn't understand any auspicious numbers. He read the numbers back several times and rejoiced: "I remember."

Bai Jin hummed with satisfaction.

Jiang Shen has never made phone calls with people for so long. After all, every household in a rural village is close. If you want to call friends to talk to someone to discuss things, just call the village name.

Bai Jin didn't hang up the phone, and Jiang Shen didn't want to hang up. His ears against the microphone were a little hot. He had to change sides and had to take turns to work.

"Bai Jinyi." Jiang Shen asked him, "Will you always fight boxing?"

Bai Jin said without hesitation: "Yes."

Jiang Shen: "Your parents agree with you?"

Bai Jinyi: "Listen to what they are doing, my mother didn't agree when I first punched, I'm still coming."

Jiang Shen: The order of "..." doesn't seem right...

Bai Jinyi is obviously much more keen: "Your parents will not let you dance?"

"It's not me..." Jiang Shen didn't expect him to guess, so he wasn't so embarrassed to say, "I have a younger sister, who paints, maybe the family will not let me learn..."

Bai Jinyi: "Does she still want to continue painting?"

Jiang Shen said seriously: "Of course, Qing Lingzi wants to be a big painter."

"That's fine," Bai Jin said rightfully. "As long as you want to paint, you can definitely paint."

"Hey." Jiang Shen sighed. He was anxious. "It's not as easy as you think."

Jiang Shen didn't know how to say it. He suddenly found that discussing this issue with Bai Jinyi was actually meaningless. Bai Jinyi's conditions, his own conditions, could not discuss some things fairly in any case. Shen is actually a bit lonely.

For the first time, he learned the tone of an adult and said helplessly: "You will understand later."

Hanging up the phone with Bai Jin, Jiang Shen rubbed his two red ears. Tan Lingling saw it and joked him: "Tomorrow I will meet for so long today, I can't see you all night."

Jiang Shen confessed: "No." He asked his mother, "Is the dog hair back?"

Tan Lingling: "What happened?"

Jiang Shen shook his head: "It's okay." He took some chicken food to feed Tony in the yard, occasionally glanced outside, and waited a while before he saw someone walking procrastinating from the entrance of the village. It was only Chen Maoxiu who saw clearly.

Doghair also saw him.

"Why don't you sleep yet." Dog hair asked across the courtyard door. He also glanced at Tony. Fortunately, the chicken was so sleepy that he was too lazy to trouble him.

Jiang Shen: "You are too late to come back."

Dog hair: "Rare." He motioned Jiang Shen to extend his hand. "Here."

Jiang Shen looked down at the colorful wrapping paper: "What is this?"

"Imported sweets." Gou Mao proudly said, "You and Qinglingzi are half."

Jiang Shen laughed "Hey": "Thank you, Brother Mao."

Gou Mao reached out and brushed the top of his head: "I went back, you go to bed earlier."

Jiang Shen nodded while holding sugar. He watched the dog hair enter the next room, and finally added some water to tony, and walked back to the room with slippers.

Miao Hua'er and Chen honestly slept, the dog hair crept open the door of Qing Lingzi secretly, the little girl was also not honest, the cup was curled up in her arms, dog hair sighed and pulled her Good quilt, put sugar on the sister's pillow.

I don’t know how long Qing Lingzi painted before going to bed. The charcoal paper and the easel were confiscated.

He doesn't know much about drawing, but the outline of the draft on the paper is still clear.

"Who is this picture?" The dog hair approached and distinguished carefully. He whispered in amusement, "Don't you have someone you like..."