Sometimes, I feel like a mussel, like a snail, like a snail, silently trying to open, stretch, and search, but always because of a slight disturbance, because With some tiny tingles, he curled up quickly, using a solid body to tightly wrap his fragile heart.
"Xiao Chen, where are you? Are you free? Come over for a barbecue." This time, after a few days, Lao Hu called again
"I'm at the gas station, where are you?"
"It's next to my newly rented house, you've been here," he said.
"Well, well, I'll be there right away. See you later."
They have already eaten, and Lao Hu's fellow villagers are also there. They have met before. They are a family, the woman is very beautiful, and the child sits on the woman's lap, jumping up and down, very naughty. The woman had nothing to do with him, she scolded, the man laughed, took it, and rubbed his little butt lightly as a warning. The woman thought of something, turned to the babysitter, raised her eyes and eyebrows, took a bite of the hot dog, a thin layer of shiny grease spilled from her gentle mouth, and called out loudly: "Xiaofeng, go to that supermarket to buy a bed for children to sleep on." , Separate him tonight, drill around, it's annoying."
Lao Hu also laughed out loud when he heard it, and then, he glanced at me and said, "Xiao Chen was also very unruly when he slept, like a child. That night, he forced me into a corner, haha."
This haha made me nervous for a while, my face turned red, and I thought to myself, no matter how absorbent the sanitary napkin might leak, I suddenly felt very dirty. Following his haha, he said bluntly: "I must have regarded you as a duvet at the time." After finishing speaking, he patted Lao Hu's shoulder heavily, like a shy woman in love, as if reminding him that after so many In front of others, he should save me some face when speaking, but he obviously doesn't know my overly sensitive mind, so he just took it as a simple joke and shared it with everyone, anyway, it doesn't hurt the decency.
"Xiao Chen, what do you like to eat, go and order it yourself." After laughing, Lao Hu looked at the oven and reminded me.
The barbecue master is not from Xinjiang. He is tall and thin. He is in charge of two stoves, one electric stove and the other stove. Hot dogs are roasted on the electric stove. There are some lamb skewers and two chicken legs on the stove. The charcoal fire is bright, and the black iron bars are baked. The food ordered by the guests is held on the iron bars. , let it bake through.
There are seasonings next to the stove, including table salt, fennel, sesame oil, sesame oil, and chili sauce. There are chicken legs, chicken wings, mutton, beef, leeks, peppers, eggplants and corn... The master saw me passing, his eyes narrowed, his mouth parted, and he greeted me enthusiastically while avoiding the sudden thick smoke: " Boss, what to eat, order it yourself, it's all here, it's all fresh."
"Help me grill an eggplant, grill two skewers of leeks, and...does this pepper taste good when grilled?" I asked.
"It's delicious, it must be delicious. I sell hundreds of skewers a day. It's baked and seasoned, and you'll be satisfied. If it's not delicious, you don't need money." The chef is very confident, like a charlatan , I don’t know if the grilled chili is to my liking, anyway, the tone of his two sentences is not to my liking.
"Then try a bunch," I said.
"Okay. Boss doesn't eat meat?" The chef turned around and picked up the food I ordered just now. When he found that there was no meat, he looked back suspiciously, worried that I had forgotten, and kindly reminded me.
"No, these three things are fine." I was worried that they were not fresh because what the master just said was fresh. I am a fox, sometimes very suspicious. Seeing that Master was silent, I turned around and asked Lao Hu and his fellow villagers, "Do you want anything else? I'll help you."
"No need, you order your own, we will do it ourselves." His fellow waved his hand.
"I don't want it either. It's hot, so I don't dare to eat too much." Lao Hu also said.
"Xiao Chen, please help me pick a bigger corn." The beautiful woman shouted.
"Okay, is there anything else?"
"I'll just ask for a piece of corn for now, thank you." The woman was very polite, and after thanking her, she didn't forget to turn her head and asked the little nanny who was about to get up and leave: "Xiaofeng, what do you eat, go and order yourself, you're welcome."
I went back to my seat, a newly bought wooden table and chairs, and a large plastic teapot on the table. I don’t know what kind of tea is in it. The tea is faintly dark red under the light. I refilled their teacups and handed his fellow a cigarette with both hands. Lit, crossed legs, front and back, left and right, sparse, a few snack bars, a few tables of people, compared to the snack street in Houjie, it is quite deserted, maybe it is newly opened, not many people know about it.
The white walls and the white mercury lights illuminate the dark night in winter. Adults' chattering, children's babbling, hearty laughter from time to time, filled the deserted streets and alleys in the real estate.
An oval carved porcelain plate dragged my order and brought it up. The leeks are soft and have lost their original green color. They are shaped like medium-length hair that has been sprayed with hairspray, with a layer of oil on them. When you take a bite, the taste is not unpleasant, but there are small particles like sand in your mouth. I don’t know what it is. It's not the unground five-spice powder, or other seasonings. The pepper was cut open, and the eggplant was disembowelled. The pepper still had a strong green smell, but the eggplant was tender and smooth.
I ate the eggplant until it was left with a black layer of skin. I wiped my lips with a piece of napkin. I stood up and poured tea for everyone. No one persuaded anyone to order food. I just chatted with a cup of tea or a cigarette.
Wow! Suddenly, the little guy burst into tears, slapped his hands, shook his head, twisted his body violently, and broke free. His father hugged his stomach with his right hand, and he didn't know what happened for a while. On the contrary, the nanny walked around her mistress, took three steps at a time, took the child into her arms, gently patted the child on the back, shook it, raised the child's left hand, and brought it to the mouth to blow. After a few breaths, I reached out to touch the man's teacup, relaxed my tension, and muttered: "Oh, don't cry, don't cry, it's okay, it's okay, it's not hot, it's not hot."
The woman began to babble, accusing the man of being careless, the man kept silent, reached out and touched the child's little hand, the child was still crying, the man laughed: "This kid, the tiger father has no dogs, I don't know if he is like me or him Mom, you have a terrible temper, and you won't stop crying easily. Let's go, go home."
The family stood up, said goodbye to us, got into a white Mercedes-Benz on the side of the road under the street lights, the lights were like glowing eyes, blinked a few times, and drove away slowly.
They left, and we also checked out and left. After a few steps, we arrived at Lao Hu's downstairs. Lao Hu stopped, patted me on the shoulder, and asked, "Are you still going up for tea?"
"No, go back." I said.
"It's still early, why don't you sit down for a while." Old Hu was hospitable.
"Another day, I want to rest early tonight, and I have to deliver goods to several places tomorrow."
"Okay then, call me when you have time and come over to play." Lao Hu patted me on the shoulder again.
I walked along the newly opened main road, with bright lights, facing the evening wind, and walked slowly alone. From time to time, there was a huff, a gust of wind, a car drove by, and my collar was blown away, which made me feel a little chilly.
After walking for a while, I turned into a small road and followed the river, listening to the gurgling sound of the water, and stepping on the low wire grass. Passing by the old oil station at the three-fork intersection in the distance, it has been demolished without outline, leaving only a large open space, where there are some trivial bricks, paper scraps and garbage lying in a mess on the ground, which is dark .A machine with a long, asymmetrical giraffe sticking out. I don't know if it is a lifting boom or a drilling pile driver.
The people here don’t know where they got so much money, and they are demolishing and building everywhere. Just beside me now, it used to be a vegetable field, but now it has also been ruined by bulldozers, scraping out layers of new soil and pressing it down. into a road. Perhaps tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, it will become a high-rise building. The planned high-rise buildings will make the town more like a city and make the city more beautiful.
Changes make things work, why is it not easy for a person to change the ideas deep in his mind? It's like when my younger brother said that I had changed, it was obviously a reminder that this is not good. In fact, I haven't changed, and my thoughts haven't changed. Including the evil thoughts towards Lian Yu. So, the next night, I went to the fruit farm again, and I made an appointment with Ozawa and the others. As soon as I got out of the car and entered the room of the Jin army, Jinji and the others gathered around, like African natives celebrating the successful circumcision, dancing with their hands and feet, just for that On the phone in the evening, I unconsciously said something bad about taking a sauna, and I pretended to be angry: "Is taking a sauna a sign to do something bad?"
"I don't dare to say about other places, but Ru Yueming definitely is." Jin Ji said in an extremely positive tone. Ozawa was very curious. He listened carefully with his ears sideways, and when he heard the clue, he faced me and pointed to my head: "Diao Mao, such a good thing, why didn't you call us?"
Lian Yu also stood aside, and the others were still making excuses, laughing and laughing, I ignored it, I only cared about the change in Lian Yu's expression, even if it was a slight change, until I caught the hidden, happy smile on his mouth, nose, eyes and face Smiling, I quickly stepped over, hugged his arm, shook it twice, and said loudly: "If I want to take him, I will only take Ayu. He is not in good health. Take him to have a happy event."
Everyone laughed, and I laughed too, stretching out my hand not to hit the smiling face, Lian Yu laughed along, holding my hand tightly and quietly. Others don't know we've had scratches, they just know we've always been extra nice.