When he arrived in Taiyuan, Jiang Shangzhou returned the car. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThere's no way she's going to drive all the way back to Beijing.

When he said goodbye to Chang Dao, Chang He didn't mean to get in touch, but just wrote her the address of a blog, saying: "Welcome to the Fool's Hut, you will see a lot of photos, including the ones you have seen." ”

She smiled and wrote him the address of her blog. She said: "My blog doesn't have that much joy, you won't digest it after reading it. ”

Chang He smiled and put the note in his wallet with a precious heart.

The two of them said goodbye without waving their hands.

Mature men and women, strange encounters, it seems that this is the case.

When she arrived at Shunyi Airport, Huang Fen was already waiting for her.

"Sister Huang!" She greeted affectionately.

"Let's go!" Huang Fen smiled and didn't say much, and directly picked up her bag and walked in front.

In her early years, Huang Fen managed the warehouse in the factory and was very organized. Because of her relationship with her family, after the factory was in a recession, she simply came out to help her manage the house. A person like her, who is not at home all day, really needs a reassuring person to take care of An An.

After getting into the car, she asked, "Is An An okay?" ”

Huang Fen buckled up her seat belt and smiled: "She, she's still like that!" ”

As soon as he heard "it's still like that", Jiang Shangzhou was relieved. An An's "still like that", isn't it just sunny?

Huang Fen said: "Mr. Yao came back for a long time and left again, probably back for a meeting!" ”

"Oh!" Jiang Shangzhou responded, indicating that he understood.

I don't know when she and Yao Dongliang faded. One person is busy with work, and the other is busy with work. He cares about his group company, and she cares about her well-being. There is a paragraph, he said, don't do it, find a relaxing place to hang, make beauty and cook soup every day, and call a sister to go out to accompany you when you want to go shopping, isn't this a very nourishing life?

She was also tempted, after all, sometimes she was as tired as a dog. But thinking that she had a lot of time to be idle, and that she had to accompany him and say polite words to different people when she was free, she retreated.

She still wants to be like the wind.

When he saw that she was unmoved, he stopped persuading.

After living together for so many years, how can the other party not know what kind of temperament the other party has?

However, people who are not together in old age are really born when they are put away. Now, he doesn't worry about her, and she doesn't worry about him. She is taken care of by Huang Fen at home, and held by colleagues in the unit, and he is the same, where the hotel-style service goes. Sometimes I think about it, maybe ordinary couples live a more intimate life in a pot every day.

She's 42 years old, how will they live after they retire? When they are no longer busy......

Thinking of this question, she suddenly felt very dazed. Is he traveling around with her life? Is it all the joy and laughter all the way?

They hadn't hugged for a long time, and there was neither physical comfort nor spiritual communication.

But they have a tacit understanding, that is, when facing outsiders, everything is done smoothly. When there are no outsiders, there is a tacit understanding, that is, she reads a book for a while before going to bed, and he also reads. Then, he turned off the lights and said, "Sleep"! She went to sleep, and then he lay down or went to his room.

She sometimes has impulses, but when she sees his body, she suddenly feels deflated, that is, she can't love. And the way he looked at her was also difficult.

Maybe many couples are like this, she thought, and after a long time, they are a little tired of each other's bodies.

These things cannot be said to anyone. But she knew well that she wanted to be held.

When I got home, I saw An An leave a note for her, saying that there was her homemade double skin milk in the refrigerator, and I hoped that she would give her a thumbs up after tasting it.

She obediently went to taste the double skin milk made by her daughter.

This marriage has given her such a lovely daughter, and she is grateful.

Turn on your computer and work on the emails of the past few days. When I was rummaging through the bag, I saw the note Chang He gave her, logged in, and collected the website first.

What a colorful blog!

Lots of photos, lots of text.

It's like Xu Xiake's travelogue, remember where you go. He photographs everything from casinos in Lake Ontario to an abandoned old street in a mining area, from a white woman pushing a trolley of triplets to a family planning slogan in rural Henan.

Interesting is his commentary. He said: "There are more than a dozen residents in this old street called Kouquan, all of them are old people, according to them, there lived in this gatehouse to make tofu, it was a single person, one day I picked up an old man on the street who was about to freeze to death, and when I got home, I said, I don't have a father anyway, you can be my father." The old man was so grateful that he took advantage of his son's sale of tofu on the street, thinking about what he could do, so he helped make some. However, while he was cleaning the grinding disc, suddenly the ground collapsed. He fell, wounded, but sat on two jars of silver dollars. Later, people said that God thanked the bachelor for his filial piety and gave him two silver dollars. And this house was built with that silver dollar. Let's see, does this barren and overgrown yard still seem to have some weather today?

In this series, there are also old pharmacies, old Xinhua bookstores, Yanghua shops that do funeral services, and the ruins of a supply and marketing cooperatives that say "serve the people". He marked that the shopkeeper of the old pharmacy was a famous local doctor, but he died of the decoction he prescribed, and the locals said that it was his niece who decocted the medicine, and the girl's mind was not on the medicine, but on the shopkeeper.

Related to the shopkeeper is his legend, he fought for his family fortune to redeem a popular ***, but the woman would not have children for the rest of her life. People still sigh at how small that woman's feet were, forever white socks and black shoes, forever meticulous leggings, and until death, there was not a trace of dirt between the woman's fingernails.

At the end of this series, he said: There are several houses with style and stories like this, let's help demonstrate, is there any development value as a local tourism project? The title is "A Hundred Years of Old Mining Areas".

He also said that when resources are gone, people always have to live, and they sold resources in the past, so they might as well sell culture in the future!

He also took photos of two bottles of wine, very earthy packaging, red and yellow characters. He said: "This wine is very delicious, eighteen yuan a bottle, I bought a box and put it in the back box, the locals say that the brewing is done with heart, but it can't be sold at a good price." ”

Seeing this, Jiang Shangzhou couldn't help laughing, this person is really an interesting person, as if he can find the happiness of his life in the life of any stranger.

In his blog, he also chronicles his own life. He patted the barbecue rack and said that the meat was marinated, but his friends were late. He also patted the plate under the barbecue rack with oil, he said, the oil in it is difficult to rinse, he generally does not use dish soap, but will sprinkle some flour into it, and mix the flour and animal fat together, so that you can make a dough cake, which is economical and convenient.

He also photographed the forest across the road in front of his door, which was a forest in the center of the city, the forest after the rain, the red leaves, the green leaves, the yellow leaves, everywhere wet.

It was a small town called Abbotsford.

He also photographed the Catholic church, saying that it was a place where friends often gathered, and of course, it was in another city, Quebec City.

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Closing the computer, Jiang Shangzhou found that she actually stayed for an hour and a half on a blog.

Perhaps, she thought, it would be fun to travel with such people.