Chapter 132: How Many Partings
The farmer's calendar is the biggest black technology in ancient China, and it seems to be a variety of strange and illogical settings, but if you think about it carefully, it is extremely powerful......
For example, in order to adapt to the changes in cold and heat, every 19 years, 7 leap months must be added, so that there are 7 years without spring, 7 years of double spring, and 5 years of single spring.
In the year 2ooo, it caught up with a Wuli Spring, commonly known as the "Year of the Widow". In other words, it means that it is not suitable to get married.
Fan Xiaoye doesn't understand these things very well, but in fact, he doesn't care if he understands, it's not suitable to get married, and it's not forbidden to fall in love.
She floated outside for nearly two months, and after March, she returned to the capital. At this time, the weather was getting warmer, and Fan's mother also flew over two days ago, and the family of three was crowded in the rental house again.
When the girl is not working, it is rare to get up early, and when my mother comes out of the bedroom to drink water, I see her dressed up and putting on shoes at the door.
"You said that you didn't wait for your father, so you were so short of kung fu?" Mom nagged.
"Isn't he still sleeping?" She was carrying the newly bought little boots, which might have been a little tight, and the soles of her feet went in, and her heels couldn't be pulled up.
Mother Fan looked at her grinning bear, so she habitually wanted to beat her twice, and scolded: "Just like you, you can't even wear shoes, and you still want to buy a house and go out to live?" Give me some rest before it's too late! β
There was a taunt in his mouth, but he still went over to help, pinching her calf with one hand and pulling the upper of her shoe with the other, and slammed it hard.
"Ahh
The girl's heel was stuck in pain, tears were about to fall, and she held on to the door frame tremblingly, and said, "Are you your own mother?" β
Mother Fan hammered her on the back and said, "Don't be too late, come back early." β
"Oh, not necessarily, how can this be accurate." She stepped on the ground, adjusted to the friction of the lower skin, and said with a hippie smile, "I'm leaving." β
Fan's mother was too lazy to take care of her, and walked back slowly. Suddenly, he turned around and said, "Hey, bring an umbrella and say it's raining today." β
"If you don't bring it, he'll definitely take it!"
The girl threw down a sentence and slammed the door shut, and the sound of footsteps clattered down the stairs, getting softer and softer.
"What does he hold...... How long can he serve you for the rest of your life? Fan's mother also muttered, touching her belly, which was not obvious. may be psychological, she feels tired when she moves a little now, and her original crisp and crisp temperament has become lazy. Shaking his head, he went into the bedroom.
It was very dark, and there was not enough light in the corridor, and it was as if it had not woken up at dawn. The armrests were so dusty that even the old ladies wouldn't take a side when they went up and down the stairs.
Fan Xiaoye jumped down two levels and one level, and reached the first floor in the blink of an eye. In the hallway, she paused and looked back at the old steps.
She has lived in this house since the end of '96. How can it be that the living expenses of only 400 yuan a month are the hardest days. It's been almost four years now.
Thinking that I'm going to move out this year, it's a bit of hypocrisy. Bei'er is melancholy.
She retracted her gaze and looked at the broken cell door in front of her, which was not closed tightly at all, revealing a gap. A hint of coolness came in from the outside. The girl took a few steps forward, stretched out her hand and pushed, and suddenly felt broad. A dark sky light shrouded the buildings opposite, and nearby was a row of low garages.
Closer, right in front of me, Chu Qing was waiting there.
It's like, no matter where she comes from, he'll be waiting somewhere.
"What do you see?"
Chu Qing held the umbrella, put his hands behind his back, and raised his head slightly. Seeing that she didn't come down, she tilted her head, stood on the flat steps and looked at herself and smiled, and couldn't help asking.
"It's up to you."
"Sick! Hurry up, we have to eat. β
"Hmm......" Fan Xiaoye stretched out his two arms and snorted.
"Why are you talking about it today?" Chu Qing was confused, stepped on the steps, hugged her waist with one hand, turned her body again, hugged her down, and landed steadily.
The girl took him by the arm and complained as she walked in the direction of the gate: "My mother won't let me buy my own house." β
Chu Qing smiled: "If I don't let you buy it, your father and mother have moved here so easily, and you still have to move out, isn't this deliberately contradictory?" β
"But I don't want to live with them." She shook his arm.
Fan Xiaoye's original plan was quite perfect, because the money in her hand was just enough for a small apartment, so she planned to set up her own door. What do you think, in a community, parents, boyfriends, and the closest people are all around, and they have their own independent space, which is the most ideal.
It's a pity that he was ruthlessly suppressed by Fan's mother, so he could only make up for it.
She came back for several days, resting, and when she was out of breath, she shouted to see Chu Qing's house.
The two of them first went to Liangwei Ye for breakfast, inspected the circle, and when Huang Ying came to work, they chatted for a while. It was about nine o'clock in the morning that I arrived at the community.
In the past month, the biggest change in the house is that it has been upgraded from a rough house to a clear water house. Chu Qing didn't have much time to deal with it, and it was too troublesome, so it didn't matter where he threw it, but Huang Ying was very concerned, basically running at both ends of the hotel and this side, helping to get the big frame.
Later, Chu Qing simply gave her a key, and cheekily watched the little girl chatter.
In fact, it is very simple, there is no repair, no masonry, and there is no design style, according to the original pattern, the water and electricity lines have been slightly changed, and then directly paved bricks and plastered walls. Wallpaper, closet, wood flooring, etc., don't want anything, how simple and how to come, make the decorator suffocated, there is no place to wave.
"Wow, that's white!"
As soon as Fan Xiaoye entered the house, he twitched the corner of his eye, and he was able to fool this kind of Cheng dΓΉ, which was called clean. It's like getting into a piece of tofu, and the only adjective I can think of is white.
She glared at her boyfriend, didn't bother to teach a lesson, pretended to look at it, and commented: "This lighting and ventilation are pretty good." β
"Ah, yes, that's why I bought it." Chu Qing glanced at the gloomy sky outside, and responded wittily.
Well, she said yes, that's definitely good.
"When are you going to buy the furniture?" The girl walked around to the bedroom and asked casually.
"I'm coming back from filming "Platform", but I don't have any time now." Chu Qing knocked on the wall and said, "I don't want to hit the closet, I want to buy the kind of cabinet that can move, easy to wipe and easy to repair if it is broken." β
"It's not going to be bad, let's think about the bad first." Master Fan pouted. This is the master bedroom, empty, it seems more spacious, she follows the root of the wall, wants to walk in a straight line, and the sense of balance is not good, but she rubs crookedly into the corner.
"I just want to put the bed wherever I want."
Chu Qing gestured at her position and said, "You must have a big bed, and the head of the bed can't be too thick and take up space." If it's vacant over there, buy two wardrobes, the kind that can store quilts underneath. β
"On the other side, there is a TV, this small piece, a bedside table, just enough to put a desk lamp. This way, this ......" he pointed to the remaining space, not thinking about how to place it for a moment.
"Let's buy a computer for this, they all say that it is interesting to surf the Internet now, and we can sleep when we are tired of playing." Fan Xiaoye answered, looked around again, and was very dissatisfied: "Hey, don't you leave me a table, where can I put on makeup?" β
"Well, then the TV will be in the living room, and there will be a dresser here." Chu Qing scratched his head and said, "But I heard that it's not good to have a mirror in the bedroom." β
"Oh, it's okay, what am I afraid of with you."
The girl suddenly became excited, pulled him to the living room, and began to plan: "We don't want wood, we don't want wood, and we're lying down." The lights are nice and I like the beautiful ones. β
"I don't buy carpets, they get dirty and they work hard to wash."
"I have a big floor-to-ceiling mirror on this wall, which can show the whole body."
"The kitchen is yours, I don't care."
"There is also a bathroom, I don't like the bathtub either, it's good to take a shower."
"At this door, you have to put a hanger and shoe cabinet, ah, those two wardrobes are definitely not enough, I have a lot of clothes."
She grabbed his fingers and ran from room to room, talking endlessly. Chu Qing followed behind, and at first he should have a few words of advice, but then he stopped talking, looking at her earrings and a little side face, and chuckled.
Eventually, the two ran to the balcony again. The view here is excellent, if it is a sunny day, there will be a good scenery, but unfortunately at this time the clouds are low, Wumeng, it has been raining lightly, and the fine pieces are sliding down on the glass.
Fan Xiaoye was not affected in the slightest, and continued: "Here and here, you must have a cat. I've wanted to raise it since I was a child, but my mother has always refused to let me. β
"This shed is also high, and I want to build a swing." She shook her head slightly and said with a smile: "I can bask in the sun while teasing the cat, and you will push me from behind......"
When she said this, she paused for a moment, and seemed to have just reacted, she had been nagging some crazy things for a long time. I couldn't help but purse my lips, and my eyes were aimed at him from the bottom up.
Chu Qing didn't speak, deliberately learned her expression, and also pursed his mouth to look at her.
"What do you see?"
"It's up to you."
"Don't learn from me!"
"You're not reacting right." Chu Qing pinched her face, pulled it to the sides, kneaded it again, and said with a smile: "At this time, you should pounce on me and kiss me with a tongue." β
The girl was very embarrassed, and she was extremely unhappy, so she pulled his hand away and really pounced, well, a flat kick.
This slut!
This year's spring is neither early nor late, but it is also mid-March.
Pedestrians are dressed and the grass and trees on the streets are renewed, and this slowly warm climate is really good. There is no wind and sand in previous years, and the whole city is full of moist vigor.
For Chu Qing, when he saw the sprouts of willow peaches, it meant that it was time to leave home again.
Jia Zhangke has survived in the capital for half a winter, carefully polishing his films, just watching these eighty minutes of images, he has achieved the ultimate in ability. But for his entire youthful memoirs, it is still only a thin frosted mirror.
Lao Jia, Gu Zheng, Yu Liwei, Zhao Tao, and several new actors left for Fenyang.
On March 2o, the spring equinox, Chu Qing also bid farewell to Fan Xiaoye and left Beijing. (To be continued......)
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