"Fragrant Fragrance" after forty-eight

Wang Feng had something to do, in one way. Getting up every afternoon is this rule, like following. A few steps from home to Wu Qiang's side. He knew the time of Wu Qiang's shift, and he didn't know that Wu Qiang would also come and tell him that as soon as he swung past the door, he tacitly agreed. Two glasses of water, a thermos, sitting on either side of the coffee table, began a great pleasure between them:

Talk, talk.

No one has to find a topic to maintain, it is naturally generated, full of views are consistent, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, all-encompassing, views are very different. They rejoiced; what had been only acquaintances before, now they were reacquainted, incomparably rhyming, to fill the void. Most of the time the two people face each other on their sides in the process of chatting about heat; at this time, it is said that others do not have foresight, small-scale peasant consciousness. Or two faces in front of a coffee table; this is talking about the people who are stupid, who give their lives to dreams, which is unrealistic. When Chen Li and I were there, they were even more excited and colorful. For example, when Wu Qiang saw a classmate, people greeted him:

"You're my classmate, do you still know me?"

"Why should I know you, why should I know you?"

When Wu Qiang said this, Wang Feng was stunned, slapped his hand, as if he really didn't know how to be speechless and nodded his head, twisted his head back and forth, and finally looked at the roof of the shed, his eyes narrowed -- they met with different classmates at different times and in different places, and said exactly the same words, word for word. Here's an example.

Wu Qiang said that his brother-in-law was a man with an unhealthy heart, it must be. You see what he did, luring other people's dogs back to kill and sell meat, and leaving dog legs to eat for himself. Wang Feng said, "There is nothing good about my brother-in-law's stuff, my brother-in-law has already turned the sky without my suppression, and my sister scolded him for not daring to speak back." Wu Qiang said, "My second uncle, let me have a stinky scolding, and then say one more word to me and beat him, the old man is still full of reason, can you get used to him?" "This is also an example.

Chen Li and I both said that they had grown up drinking the same water before, and they had both been choked by water when they were growing up, coughing and choking out the water in their eyes. Moreover, acknowledging that the two of them smell the same, they are both strong and unsatisfactory. The two of them laughed and sang a chorus. I said, "It is no exaggeration to say that the sophistry of your two personalities, your language, has reached its peak, to the point of being irredeemable." The hearts of the two of you; like tailgating.

Actually, what I say is not enough to mean that their ideas are completely similar, and that appearance is also of both types. Wu Qiang was not tall, and the man on the axle that people said had a cold, dark face, and his eyes seemed to be scanning at any time, even if he walked with his head down. So he was serious and fierce, and he couldn't find kindness on his face. Similar to Wang Feng, the skin is purple or pale when angry. However, Wu Qiang did not have too many in mind, this was his precious place, deep and different from Wang Feng, and later he became the director of the workshop.

I later recalled that when they explained their opinions separately, they actually restrained their arrogance and took care of each other to give each other space. In some things one eye will mean the other - is this mutual appreciation?

Maybe. That is, they have been like this for decades, and they have not changed their friendship when they are old, which makes me feel precious.

Chen Li's personality is gentle. As long as Wu Qiang took a look at her and looked at the thermos again, Chen Li went to boil the water. After we moved away from there, Wang Feng heard that Wu Qiang had beaten Chen Li, and he ran to Wu Qiang's unit and scolded, "Chen Li is honest and honest, your three younger brothers come to dinner every day, Chen Li, like her own brother, never says much, there is no dispute with the world, you find a good daughter-in-law is not satisfied, believe it or not I beat you." "Wu Qiang just laughed, in fact Wang Feng may hit him, in my opinion Wu Qiang cherished their friendship and has always been laughing."

The vegetable garden has been paved green for half a month, and every night I crouch down to look carefully, watching some wind pass through the leaves repeatedly, and a touch of green cannot be explored, and I am like waiting for fun. Why is it green and not white, that is, why are clouds not green, and the sky can produce green pigment. At that time, in those years, the noise was hot heads, the women were lotus leaves, and the men were like goat rolls. The nightly TV "On the Beach" grabbed people for two hours as if they were ethereal. Everything else in life is left unattended. If someone appears in the dream, he pretends that it is not light and cannot wake up. My tv may be a blur at any time, and at this time, the delay in the plot is not exaggerated: like desperate. That day, I set up my own TV pole, which was five meters long. Wang Feng could not be assigned, and it was conceivable that the hard stone would be waved for a reason, which no one had ever seen, and would be easily unscrupulous. As long as it is what others ask him to do, he has not finished speaking, he has not heard clearly, the first response is a fierce remark and ugly face, sometimes the things around him will also suffer, my heart will jump. Moreover, what he should do will not be done, he will not do, there is nothing he should not do, the fact is that he is so arbitrary. That is, I do everything myself, repair the stool, change the light bulb, carry the water - at this time I put the TV pole on the body little by little, lifted up, when I tightened the bottom, the top swayed overhead, I did not look up, I knew what was above, the sky, too high, just the light would tear the eyes. Finally, the middle part was put on the fence - Wang Feng, in addition to loving laziness, also praised himself for what he did, he declared it himself, but only if he was willing. What else can be said! So, after taking a break, I moved the TV pole to the edge of the eaves again.

Because he can't find the right words to say with him, the mood is often coordinated with helpless stubbornness, and everything is carried by himself. After you have done things, you slow down and the anger disappears, and so it happens. This is looking back now, because such things have been like this until a long time later, it has long been numb, used to, not compared with others, compared to pessimism.

That night, something fell out of my body, frightening me and shaking, screaming, watching over whether I would die one night until dawn. Aunt Zhang said that she had a miscarriage, but she could not be careless, and it was more difficult to get pregnant after raising her badly.

Wang Feng went home, and my mother-in-law came over later and brought the little Jie sister of the Seventh Great Master's family to take care of me. My mother-in-law sighed, "You say you, you are stupid, what can you do, Erhu does not ask others to help, you can't get it yourself, that's not a woman's job." ”

I didn't feel any discomfort and ate small rice eggs at noon. That afternoon, in the quilt, I was intoxicated with the same aftertaste of eggs: previous, present, red, white, trembling egg whites, delicate and soft yolks:

They were in my bowl, dropping something to do with me.

to be continued

2021.12.12