According to the eldest lady, it was the mute who painted next to the rape field not far away. I slowly approached the place where the eldest lady had spoken, and gradually I saw a man in a blue shirt and jeans sitting there at the back of the crowd, painting a portrait of a girl.

I didn't bother him to paint, and only after he finished painting did I walk over to greet him: "You, hello." ”

He turned around when he heard me say hello, with neat short hair, thick black eyebrows, a tall nose, and the easiest thing to impress was his light, thin mouth.

His pure face was so different from the image of the wild painter and the long, oily beard of a bachelor in my head, and I wondered if I had found the wrong person.

Probably seeing my surprised expression, he also looked me up and down for a while, smiled and nodded at me, and then gestured back and forth at me.

It seems that I was not mistaken, it was him, but I had never learned dumb language, and I had no dumb friends, so I couldn't understand what he was saying, but I could guess that he was asking me something.

I politely nodded and explained my intentions to him, and after neatly tidying up the stall and looking for someone to help take care of it, he led me to his house.

Bypassing the neat red buildings, the noise of the city faded away, and he led me to a row of bungalows. The quaint bluestone over-the-shoulder courtyard wall and the old wooden gate of the tiled-roof gatehouse, and the bungalow are also bluestone tiled roofs, which are full of pastoral atmosphere.

He opened the wooden door and led me into the courtyard, following a row of stone pavements to the rented room. There are two rooms in this courtyard, and the rental room is on the east side, so presumably the west side should be the room where he lives.

After he opened the door, I still bit my lip and slowly walked into the room with uncontrollable entanglement, and after entering the room and seeing the layout around, my tangle disappeared at once. Simple furnishings, rustic layout, a simple wooden double bed with clean and neat floral bedding, the room is also very spacious and bright.

What kind of conditions are not good, this place is much better than the so-called hotel conditions, I am very satisfied, even if I booked with him. I'm afraid that this time will not be a month and a half, but it seems that it is good to live here for a month, just to think about the past and plan the future.

I told him that I might have to live for a month, and asked him how much the rent was, and he took out a notebook from his body and wrote to me: "The rent is not in a hurry, and you can give it when you leave, and you can pay as much as you want." ”

This dumb guy is really different, how can there be a homeowner who is not in a hurry to collect money, he is not afraid that I will run away.

"Aren't you afraid that I will run away secretly and not receive the money for the house?" I laughed and teased him, and asked directly what was in my heart.

Still pursing his lips and smiling at me, he wrote in his notebook: "The house is empty and empty." ”

He's a nerd, but he's beautifully written. I was really tired from looking for a house for an afternoon, and I didn't have the strength to tease him anymore, so I directly took out 3,000 yuan and told him: "One hundred a day, I live for a month, here is three thousand, if it exceeds a month, I will make up for it." ”

He didn't even think about pushing the money back to me, and then wrote, "It's too much." ”

For me, the "eldest lady" who can be said to be brocade clothes and jade food since childhood, this money is only one or two pieces of my clothes, so it is really nothing, and the eldest lady said that it was not easy for him, so I still insisted on stuffing the money to him.

He's a guy who doesn't have a lot of ideas, but he doesn't want so much, and he only took a thousand yuan to see that I insisted on it, and I wrote two thanks in the notebook.

It's the first time I've seen someone who isn't greedy for money, and I think this mute is really interesting.

After the mute had placed me in place, he hurried back to see his stall. I packed my bags and looked around the yard again.

This yard is not very big, the stone road is still a dirt road on both sides, there is a newly sprouted moon season planted on the side of the courtyard wall, there is a small room on the south side that looks like a kitchen, and the north corner of the courtyard is a toilet.

I grew up in the city since I was a child and have never seen a farmhouse with my own eyes, and this time I am really happy to live in such a quaint farmhouse, but I am still not very happy to experience a love wound in my heart, even if the scenery in front of me is beautiful, I still don't have much interest in appreciating it.

I let out a long sigh and turned back to my room to get ready for a good night's sleep, but I didn't sleep very well this time, and I was always worried that someone would suddenly break in.

I don't know how long I slept, but my alert ears suddenly heard someone coming, and I sat up in shock. Thinking it was a dream, I reconfirmed the sound outside.

I made sure I heard me correctly, and when I saw that it was not completely dark outside, I climbed up to the window and looked out, and it turned out that the mute had returned, with a little girl by his side.

I think it must be his daughter, the little girl looks very lively, and her mouth keeps talking to the mute about the school things, and the mute looks at the little girl lovingly and still smiles without revealing her words.

This suddenly reminded me of my father's loving eyes when I was a child, and he never took his loving eyes off my face until he was seriously ill and dying.

I couldn't help but feel sad at the thought of my father, and I lost my mind for a moment, not noticing that the dumb man came to my window, and I didn't come to my senses until he gently knocked on the glass in front of me.

I asked him, "Is there something wrong?"

He pointed to the door and motioned for me to open it, and I opened the door a little with my sleeping clothes, and asked him again, "Is there anything wrong?"

He curled the corners of his mouth at me and reached out to hand me a note, which I looked at and saw that it was a receipt. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the top again, "I received the empty space behind me", and I looked at it carefully and realized that he was telling me that he didn't know what my name was

I told him to wait a moment and then closed the door, took out a pen from his bag, and filled in the blank space with his name, Xia Jing. I read the content on the receipt again: "I received 1,000 yuan from Ms. Xia Jing today, and the rental time is January. "The last signature, He Yiyang, still has time to collect money.

It turned out that his name was He Yiyang, a very elegant name, and there was no local atmosphere at all. I opened the door and showed him the completed receipt, and he nodded knowingly, then handed me a new pair of slippers.

I took the drag and looked down at my bare feet, my feet were almost tired after wearing high heels for a day, but I didn't expect him to be very careful, so he bought a drag for me.

I thanked him gratefully several times, but he smiled and shook his head before turning back to his room. After a while I saw him go to the kitchen and start cooking, and after a while I smelled the smell of rice.

The smell of the rice seduced my stomach and began to bark, so I changed my clothes and went out to look for food.