Su Meng didn't think it was funny when he looked at the memorial hall at this time, he never thought that the South Island, which has always been famous for tourism and food, would hide such an unknown history, and he was stunned and embarrassed, and gradually became indifferent with time, and finally stayed in a small photo, the old dougong and the disproportionate spire. He held up his camera and took the small memorial to solitude into the lens. The late summer rain always comes in a hurry, the moonlight is quickly obscured by dark clouds, and bursts of thunder roll in the clouds. The two of them had just hid back in the store with their front feet, and the heavy rain on their back feet chased them down. Song Qingzhi turned on the light, and Su Meng found that this was also a dining bar, the restaurant was not big but clean and tidy, the walls were decorated with various ancient English newspaper stickers, the walnut wooden dining table was covered with different styles of hemp tablecloths, and the card seat by the window was a brown and yellow leather sofa.

"Excuse me. Su Meng said to the back room.

"As for me, who are you bothering?" Song Qingzhi turned his head and asked him.

"Isn't this restaurant run by you and your family?"

"They're on the mainland, and it's just me. ”

“...... Oh. ”

"There are conversion sockets where you can charge your phone. ”

"Thank you. ”

"You haven't eaten dinner yet, have you?" Song Qingzhi suddenly asked. "I remember you didn't seem to have eaten all afternoon. ”

When the other party said this, Su Meng suddenly felt a little hungry and nodded a little embarrassed. Song Qingzhi laughed, turned around and flashed into the kitchen, and after a while, the ding dong of the oven and the hum of the coffee machine came from inside. The mobile phone that he had been waiting for was turned on, but he didn't dare to click on it when he saw it, and after a while, the assistant's phone came over.

"Big brother...... You've finally answered the phone......"

The signal was not very good, and the assistant's voice was intermittent, but he still received the anger. He knew that he was wrong and quickly admitted his mistake,

"My phone is out of battery, unexpectedly. ”

"Big brother, where are you? Aren't you lost and sheltering from the rain in the woods? It's raining outside now. ”

“...... You're thinking too badly. But I did get lost, so I'll stay overnight at the store here and contact you tomorrow. ”

"I'll just say it, I didn't expect it to come to fruition what I agreed with you. Pay attention to safety, big brother, Ming'er, don't come over by yourself, give me the address and I'll pick you up. ”

"Uh......"

Su Meng wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, he didn't understand the language and didn't know the road, if he walked back from the road he took today, it would definitely be over, and it was estimated that he would have to go around in that forest until he was old, and the documentary would not be filmed. Just let the assistant pick it up, it's convenient and trouble-free.

"Address......" He looked around, and finally saw a stack of ordering cards near the telephone at the counter, with the address and contact number written on them.

After hanging up the phone, Song Qingzhi walked out of the back kitchen with a steaming tray and said with a slight apology,

"I'm sorry, I'm running out of ingredients today, so I can only make some simple desserts, and if you don't dislike it, try pineapple oil and peppermint milk tea?"

"I should have said sorry for bothering me so late. ”

The surface of the baked crispy and burnt meal bag cut a cut in the middle, sandwiched a piece of butter just taken out of the freezer, the cold butter meets the hot meal bag, slowly melted out of the soup and gradually penetrates into the fluffy Song bread, the knife cut down can hear the crisp click, the taste is delicate and warm, and a cup of sweet and refreshing milk tea, quench hunger and delicious. Pineapple oil is a local dessert that is made at each store and has its own flavor. The pineapple oil he is eating now is only one of the thousands of shops in the South Island for decades, and the flavor is not very unique, but it is the most memorable for him.

The rain was still pouring outside, and the wind was blowing harder. The store was warm, Song Qingzhi turned on the antique record player in the store, and the gentle music flowed slowly to the sound of the rain, melting in the pineapple oil.

Su Meng studied the decoration of the store with milk tea, only to notice that the newspapers posted on the wall were clippings of some foreign newspapers during the war years, Song Qingzhi treated them so that they were not damaged and faded, only slightly oxidized, of course, there are some rare photos of the South Island during the war, there are photos of peasant women planting rice barefoot in the farmland, and you can vaguely see the marching team in the distance, and some photos of children gathering together to play, their smiles have been blurred, but their clear eyes have been completely preserved through the film, calm with a breeze of sadness。

"Where did these pictures come from?" he asked. Song Qingzhi looked up and said with a smile,

"I bought it from the album market, and my grandfather used to like to collect things from the war years, but most of them were news reports and bullets, and they were too angry. These photos are fresh, so I found them. ”

Song Qingzhi still keeps the things collected by his grandfather, he should miss the old man very much. The sound of the rain faded and the wind stopped.

"This is probably the last rain of the summer, and hopefully tomorrow will be a good day. ”

Song Qingzhi said and put away the dinner plate to the kitchen, Su Meng hurriedly followed, the kitchen was very large, and there were many things but they were very neat. There are also sticky notes on the walls of the ingredients to be bought tomorrow. Su Meng looked at Song Qingzhi's back, and suddenly felt that there might be more stories behind him, gentle and calm that did not match his age, and clear and translucent eyes hidden under the lonely and peaceful life, which seemed to have found inspiration for his next documentary.

"I want to make a film for you. Is that okay?"

He leaned against the wall and whispered. Song Qingzhi's movements paused for a moment, and then said with a soft smile,

"I have something to shoot, just ordinary people. ”

"But your grandfather was also an ordinary person before he decided to go to war. We are all ordinary people, but it is because of us ordinary people that this wonderful world is formed. So, I think we're not ordinary again. ”

Song Qingzhi turned his head and glanced at him,

"You deserve to be a director, so eloquent. What do you want to shoot me?"

"Shoot your truth, your world. ”

Song Qingzhi just looked at him quietly, without nodding or shaking his head. Su Meng waited for a while and didn't see a reply, and said a little anxiously, "There will be absolutely no invasion of your privacy, everything will follow your wishes." ”

"What do you think of pineapple oil?"

“...？...... Belch... It's delicious, it's delicious. ”

"Then will you come here again for it next time?" Song Qingzhi asked again, "No one would travel half the island to order a single meal for a pineapple oil that can be found everywhere in the South Island... So ......"

"I will. Su Meng said, and Song Qingzhi was stunned for a moment.

"I wrote down the address of your restaurant, and I will come to your restaurant for tea and dinner for the pineapple oil here, and I will bring my assistants and colleagues and friends with me. Pineapple oil is common, but I like the pineapple oil the most. ”

“...... Thank you. Song Qingzhi scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.

"You're welcome. Su Meng smiled, "Then I won't urge you, you can call me when you think clearly, this is my contact information." ”

"Don't give up, you ......"

There is a narrow hallway behind the dining room, and a narrow door in the corner, and you can go up the stairs to the living area on the second floor. On the left-hand side is a small study room surrounded by bay windows on three sides. There are a lot of books and travel notes on the shelves, and there is also a large map on the wall with various markings. You can see it from the outside, and you can see a heavily marked place at the bottom of South America.

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