Mandarin Duck Author: Shukhov
1999, the first month of the lunar calendar, Jianghai.
The sun in the depths of winter looks bright and bright, but it doesn't give people a sense of warmth. On a quiet Sunday morning, only the monotonous sound of water from the rotation of the washing machine upstairs was left and right, left and right, and left and right, back and forth.
She took off the deep reading glasses of the amber frame, picked up a vintage magazine on the edge of the windowsill, flipped through a few pages, and repeated it again on the back cover, and finally chose the color of silk thread she wanted, and then took it out and continued the work at hand.
"What did you say when you came out and Shasha with Lingjing?"
"Sister Yahan asked me to come out for a trip, I have something to help."
"Tsk! How did you forget my original words, you are a pervert. β
"What do you mean by pervert?"
"Everything."
"Actually, I've always been curious, why everyone mentions Lingjing Shasha instead of Shasha Lingjing, not only you, but myself, oh, Shasha's dad too, Dongfang Wan, Dongfang Road and Xu Yiting, well, this is very strange."
"Are you sure you're going to discuss your two wives in front of me? Well? β
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"It's okay, I'm an advanced worker anyway."
"What's going on today, you're going to make a big purchase for the New Year? The year is over. β
"Don't change the topic, Gu Jiaming, now the teacher asks you, what do you think of the sentence just now? It doesn't matter, say everything that comes to mind. β
"Why don't you keep quiet, if you don't answer, you will be deducted points."
"Okay, it's all here anyway, and I won't suffer." Sitting in the passenger seat, the passenger gently touched the driver's lower abdomen with his backhand through his clothes.
"Cut, dare to say"
The classic car turned around the corner and drove onto a main road, and after a short walk, there was a fork in the road running parallel to the main road not far ahead.
The buildings are constantly moving back, there are almost no pedestrians on the sidewalk, and the hustle and bustle on the other side of the road is completely incompatible.
"Don't go this way."
"Do you know what kind of tree this is?"
"Generally, it is a French plane tree, but the osmanthus tree is rare, what are the allusions?"
"I can't say the allusion, I read here in elementary school, and it's the one I just went by."
"Nantan Elementary School?"
"You see where there is an elementary school."
"So?"
"Walking on the road, I feel that osmanthus is very fragrant, the air is fragrant, you open the window and there is a little fragrance, right? Now only the leaves have not bloomed, but in July and August, when it rains, I take a slow walk and walk down the street, and no matter what troubles I have, my mood will easily improve. β
"This side is full of primary school students' business faΓ§ade, as soon as school is over, there must be a lot of children crowded here, and there are parents who pick up their children, when the time comes, there are cars and people in the past, this environment is easy to ambush, and there is a community across the road, a sniper's paradise. Hehe, if it were me, I would have transferred. β
"You're a pervert, I'll ignore you, and I'm not allowed to go up with me later."
"Where the hell are you going to take me?"
"If the intelligence level is less than eighty, don't have so many problems."
"Tut, you can't learn it, you don't have any momentum when you say it."
"Hmph, hum hum alive~ When I came here to sign up for the first grade, you were still a baby, hey! What are you doing! Bumped! β
"I'm going to eat grandma"
The asphalt road, which normally could only be driven side by side, was empty, and the old car that had lost its owner did not fall into the tragic fate of Brownian motion, swayed for a moment, slowed down slightly, and then continued to drive in a more calm manner, with a tall osmanthus canopy covering most of the sky
She carefully and carefully removed it from the trellis of the embroidery table, then opened the copper box and took out the rough iron large scissors, removing the excess fleece and thread from the surface, and the gesture was as steady and meticulous as it had been forty years ago.
If you pursue gorgeous and delicate double-sided embroidery, you have to buy more expensive silk base materials and threads, unless you have a certain demand and receive a deposit.
"It's here. I'll go up alone, and you'll wait for me here. β
"Hmm."
"Soon it will come down."
"Hmm."
"You don't care what I'm going to do."
"Hehe, I care if it's dangerous, go ahead."
Tuk ~ Tuk ~
"Aunt Wang?"
She lifted the blanket from her lap and laboriously got down from the stool on the embroidery table, for winter was more difficult for the elderly in the south than in the north, where heating was not common. "Old Chen? Lao Chen? Go open the door. β
"Uncle Chen, all the best, Wishing you prosperity!" Aunt Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I'm really sorry to rush to work during the Chinese New Year."
"Hehe, congratulations, get rich." "Teacher Zhang, Happy New Year, you don't have to change your shoes, it's okay, it's okay, you can take a look, how about it? Look here."
"I'm back."
"Well, isn't it good-looking? Can't touch it! I'm going to have to find someone to frame it when I go back. β
"This is Hunan embroidery?"
"How do you know? Their male used to be a worker of the Sacred Heart, and he moved away after retiring from illness, and his lover was from Hunan, and he was famous for his embroidery all his life. What do you think? Is it good-looking? β
"It's okay."
"It's okay. I ordered it last year, and the old man has been working hard for a year. β
"You had a crush on me last year, no wonder."
"yes, yes, what's the wonder that I have a crush on you?"
"Shasha broke your microwave oven on Christmas Eve, and at night you said that you liked someone you shouldn't like, so you were already hehe."
Yahan lowered her head and was silent for a while, gently touching the pair of mandarin ducks, "What should they do if they know?"
"Hey, you talk."
"I don't know."
"I didn't expect Lingjing and Shasha to encounter bad things, I'm not a bad woman"
"You're not good or bad in the first place."
"Anyway, I've worked hard since I was a child, and now I can't match my glorious image!"
"Hehe, do you want me to cut my little finger and take responsibility. In fact, it is better to cut the abdomen, I have a sense of proportion if I go down with a knife, and I will definitely not die without hurting my internal organs. β
"Shut up! Talking nonsense again, Ku Ding Xie Niu, you poof~ Haha, tell you to be absent from class and be late to copy your homework, and if you can't get into college in the future, you will go to be a butcher. Ling Jing and Sha Sha will bring you food, and I'll come to buy something to help you from time to time. β
"Butcher, it's dirty and troublesome, and my knife wasn't given by Xiaoping, or the surgeon is more suitable for me."
"What's the little fair?"
Based on Journey to the West, Stephen Chow's comedy has gradually evolved into a pop culture and trend of thought in mainland universities, and it will be more obvious after 2000.
"IQ below eighty has no right to speak, you see, you have to omit some words to speak to have momentum, learn from me."
The pair of mandarin ducks were hugged into Yahan's arms, closed their eyes and leaned over, reclining into a more comfortable position to make up for sleep, "No matter if you get up too early in the morning, let's go to Lingjing's house for dinner together at noon."
"I'm not afraid of wrinkles now"