Twenty-nine pages after "Incense"

I was always bored, and then there was too little time, or even nothing left.

The spirit is like a clear sky on the treetops, I don't see anything, and I am full of spirit in my persistent life. If you make up enough money, you buy a dress, and when you can't buy it, you miss it for a long time; just for clothes. A pink dress that I couldn't afford made me think about it for a day and be silly for a day. On the third day, the silence was pushed to the rear. He also hypocritically said that the skirt was just a passing cloud, which was a small and boring thing.

I don't leave sadness to every day, and at most when I touch it, I change my mind, and I have a slight sad face. Then a precious thing in the inner world flashed by; for example, the storyline in the book I read made me truly invested, sincerely moved, and could not extricate myself for a day or two. My sorrow had long since dissipated. Unless the hunger is severe, the desire remains in the heart at night, and the wisps of flow are choking on my heart. I want to gently touch the big oil cake, the bald head cake. It is enough to have the same one, but it is always far away and not eaten. Such situations were common at that time. Chen Li said that I always looked like I didn't have enough to eat and was hungry.

The superfluous thing is that the extra time doesn't know what to do.

Li Mei took her brother's tape recorder, and the button snapped open, like opening a small door of someone's house, and the door was tilted like a folding page, and put the tape in. Our house, plus two dormitories next door, totaled more than twenty people. Surrounded by the tape recorder on the stool in the middle of the ground, the eyes were all gathered curiosity, and there was a large piece of silence of a person, which seemed to be the soul on the side: listening to sweet honey.

Not a day, not a night, not a general situation. Every day when I sing until midnight, I learn, follow, and sing the northern tune of the southern cavity, which is deafening. Then they all got out of bed repeatedly, wearing very few clothes. There was a lot of applause and a lot of laughter. This grand noise made the whole floor full of our noise. People came out of the men's dormitory opposite and called out to us, their voices were controlled by us, we couldn't hear, we were like a flock of ducks, rattling and rattling.

Calling us on the door again was a technician with design drawings, a single stick in his forties. That day, while we were going to bed, he cursed in the hallway for two hours. I just learned that men can also scold the street. But there was a sentence that sounded as if his scolding was excusable, "You are too much for people to bear." You're all crazy, and the rabbits are in a hurry and bite people. "The next day the chief of the general affairs section came to scold us again, telling us that if we made any more trouble, we would deduct our wages. We didn't dare, we stopped, and listening and singing were all whispers.

I was too good at forgetting, at that time. Also eager to go far away, to wander inevitably, if not, very pitiful. Pondering time that! Pull the shadow long and long.

It just so happened that the Cui technician from our laboratory went to the provincial city for further study. The three of us girls went to him while resting, and when it was evening, he said, "Let's go around first, and come back when it gets dark." "When we came back he took us through the gate and led us to the back of the building. He said he was the last to leave at the end of class, deliberately not closing the window. We climbed in, put the tables together and slept in our backpacks, and climbed out early the next morning. For two days we went to the park, rowed boats, took pictures, and visited department stores. That was the first time I went to a far, big place. There are too many people on the road, too many houses, and people are like people in big cities, refreshing. For two days the three of us were in a state of excitement, like three fish being caught in our hands, bouncing around alive.

Wang Feng has been in Xiling for more than a year. He hadn't seen him for two months, and he wrote to say that his mother and family had asked to see him. That's all there is to it, because there is only one visit a month.

I changed jobs again, and there was a large distribution room in front of the laboratory. Guard the meter, count the number twice a day, and report it to the electrician next door if the electric gate jumps. Then I was there for a long time and didn't jump down once. It is also three shifts, reading books when there is nothing to do during the day, and sleeping at night and sleeping well. It couldn't have been better, I went.

That day I was quietly knitting sweaters in the dormitory, and Zheng Xiaohong quietly said to me, "You don't know, Li Su'e and Wang Feng's mother went to see Wang Feng together, Li Su'e said that you didn't wait for Wang Feng, she and Wang Feng reconciled again." "What does reconciliation mean?" I inexplicably widened my eyes and asked Xiaohong. She said, "Li Su'e's family has now moved away, and in the past, the two of them were next door to door, and when they went to school, they were in contact, and Wang Feng's mother was willing." Later I don't know how to yellow. Li Su'e was particularly able to work, and in the summer, she took Wang Feng's brothers' cotton shoes, cotton pants, and two baskets with flat shoulders, and washed them clean in the river loop. As long as they go to their house, they will cook and wipe the table and sweep the yard, wang Feng's mother likes her. ”

Maybe Xiaohong said it clearly, and the touch to me was that the sweater shook on the leg. What appeared before my eyes was the shadow of them together, and as I could see with my own eyes, I would try to endure the calm. "I don't know any of this, I met Li Su'e when I was in school, and she was one year older than us. But I really don't know these things, how can I not be clear? Wang Feng had never said a word, why didn't he tell me? I looked at Xiaohong a little confused and asked several times. Xiaohong said, "I just want to tell you to know, just do it." ”

I was another crash, and it wasn't a small thing. The dry stinging heart, the most is angry, angry and speechless, wanting to question, but not; very low thoughts. What Xiaohong said was the truth, and I also decided that was the case. His jealousy pervaded like a bush. They've known each other for so many years. Among them... My fury was bubbling up, and they were all intrigue. What makes people most intolerable is that I am actually disliked by people, and if there is such a situation, how can there be such a reason, how can it be so.

This kind of anger did not come out of nowhere, and I wrote a letter to Wang Feng this morning when I was soberly watching the dawn coming like ash. I know everything about Telling him about Li Su'e, I will never look at him again, and I will resolutely cut him off.

I did it with a straight face. I don't know how the letter went.

to be continued

2021.11.13