Inside the Yishan grocery store.

"Brother! Take care of it for me! I'll go make it easier! Zhou Yingguang grinned.

"Okay."

Ji An grabbed a few freshly fried chestnuts that A-Ying had just given him next door and put them on the counter.

When I looked up, I saw a woman dressed in black enter the store.

"Get a pack of cigarettes."

The woman in front of her, with fair complexion, delicate facial features, an exaggerated little curly tied up at will, broken hair scattered on her forehead, wearing a black thin knitted sweater, black jeans, black boots, and a black mountaineering bag, she looked big on her thin back, and she was heroic and charming.

Traffickers who eat wastefully.

Ji An glanced at the woman's fair and plump chest.

V-neck.

There is a necklace around the neck, and the pendant appears to be ruby-like.

"What smoke? There are Yuxi, Liqun, Yellow Crane Tower, Double Happiness ......"

"Is there any agarwood?"

Suyan agarwood.

In this Yishan, it is considered a very expensive cigarette, a hundred and one packs, and almost no one will buy it. It can be said that before this woman in black came, not a single pack was sold. Or the entire Yishan Town, there are no stores selling at all.

But it just so happened that Zhou Yingguang's grocery store still had it, and when he was buying it before, he suddenly saw it, and he didn't think much about it, so he entered one.

can't sell it, only he and Zhou Yingguang occasionally draw.

"Yes." With that, he turned around and took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer of the cabinet.

Turn around, and a red bill has already been placed on the counter.

Ji An carefully touched the banknote with his hand, pinched the unevenness of the chairman's collar, and then put it away.

Jiang Zhou glanced at Ji An's movements, disappreciated, and picked up the cigarette case with a white hand.

The gold printed packaging box, the top and bottom are purple, selected from the color of ancient agarwood, and the combination of purple and gold gives people a noble and gorgeous texture.

On the main pattern on the front, there is a pair of ink painting "Incense Picking Map", and on the side is printed a poem "Agarwood Ten Virtues Poem" that is rumored to be inscribed by calligrapher Mr. Liu Jinbiao:

Feeling ghosts and gods, purifying the body and mind, being able to brush away the filth, being able to sleep, becoming friends in silence, stealing in the dust, more but not getting tired, being content with the few, hiding for a long time, and being commonly used without hindrance.

"Brother, I'm okay!" Zhou Yingguang's voice came from outside the door, as soon as he stepped into the grocery store, Zhou Yingguang took a breath, and his eyes fell on the extremely beautiful woman all the way to the counter, Zhou Yingguang stared at Ji An and mouth-shaped, "Isn't this the trafficker?" It's really superb. ”

Ji An glanced at Zhou Yingguang, who was a nymphomaniac, expressionlessly, and his eyes drifted to Jiang Zhou unconsciously.

She was not in a hurry to unpack the package, but played with it for a while, then tore open the seal and the transparent packaging outside, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed, unlike other cigarettes with a strong tobacco smell, the tobacco smell of agarwood was almost completely covered by the rich agarwood flavor.

That is, this strange fragrance, some people scoff at it, and some people are extremely fanatical.

Just like everything in this world, no matter what, it is difficult to reconcile. But the existence of things in itself does not need human approval.

What is difficult to reconcile, like or dislike, many times, it is not people's likes that make it meaningful, not people's likes that make it valuable, but the value that people impose on it, in fact, it is people's indispensable and need.

Agarwood is a fine cigarette that is sandwiched between slender fingers, and the bright yellow cigarette holder is partially matched with two touches of burgundy, making the solemn bright yellow reveal a trace of casual frivolity.

Jiang Zhou wanted to put his hand into the pocket of his jeans, but he seemed to think of something, exhaled, and looked at the two men in front of the counter.

Jiang Zhou noticed that the man in black short-sleeved clothes in front of him was extremely handsome, with bronzed skin and strong muscles, but he did not look like the natural roughness of a mountain person, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, but his eyes were like a thick fog.

When he checked the money just now, Jiang Zhou only noticed his strong arms and not much hair, and he didn't want the other men Jiang Zhou had seen to look like a gorilla.

There was another man standing next to him, also good-looking, wearing glasses.

"Can you borrow a fire?"

"Yes, yes! Absolutely! As soon as Jiang Zhou finished speaking, Zhou Yingguang couldn't wait to answer, quickly took out a lighter from the counter with one hand, and came to Jiang Zhou in a hurry.

Jiang Zhou put the cigarette holder in his mouth, his fingers with burgundy nail polish were on the body of the cigarette, his red lips were wrapped in the bright yellow of fine smoke, Jiang Zhou leaned his chin forward slightly, his jaw was slightly taut, and his side face showed an angular and neat line.

Jiang Zhou is not a typical melon seed goose egg face, her face is very small, with beauty tips, but the lower part of the face is a little square, and there is an arc to the chin. So the lines are hard, but the eyes are charming.

The scarlet spark began to flicker in small spots, accompanied by a puff of white smoke.

Jiang Zhou's face pulled away, and he took a puff, the tender flesh of his cheeks sunken inward with the action of inhaling, and he took out a cigarette, his full lips opened lightly, and he gently spit out a milky white smoke ring.

Such an action was originally full of social atmosphere, but she did it without being cheesy.

How to describe it, she is reminiscent of Marina in Sicily, with a black wrap corset, although there is no blonde hair, but the black hair of an Asian woman highlights her temperament even more.

Ji An looked at the woman in front of her like this, dressed in black, in this small dim grocery store, her fingertips swayed with a small rub of light and shadow, she was in the confused smoke, her eyes were foggy, and she exhaled like an orchid.

The lips touched the cigarette again and again, leaving only the lipstick on the bright yellow cigarette holder and the agarwood fragrance in the room.

Yishan, sunny, Suyan agarwood.

……

Jiang Zhou left the grocery store, stepped on a raised stone, and looked boredly at the people, trees, terraces, and mountains around him.

There has not been much change in Izan.

Except for a few more shops, the landscape and vegetation here seem to be the same as before.

It was almost noon, and the sun was blinding. Jiang Zhou took off his backpack and put it on the stone next to him, and took out a black cap from inside. Tie your hair back up, pull the ponytail out of the hole, and put on your cap.

She has actually quit smoking, but Yishan is a place where she has come here again after 22 years, and there are memories of her mother.

Probably because she couldn't help herself, although Jiang Zhou didn't want to think so, she suddenly became addicted to cigarettes again. Because Cheng Yan was always chattering beside her, Jiang Zhou also listened to it, and she had to let herself be in a healthy state in order to better do what she wanted to do.

There is a stall selling fried chestnuts with sugar near the grocery store, it is a simple and delicate little girl, fried fresh Yishan chestnuts, when Jiang Zhou came to Yishan in the past, he especially liked to eat Yishan chestnuts, at that time, there was a gentle mother who peeled chestnuts for her.

Later, she was sent to school abroad by her father, and in order to eat fried chestnuts with sugar, she traveled to almost all Chinatowns in the United States, from San Francisco to New York, from Chicago to Seattle, from Philadelphia to Honolulu, as well as Los Angeles and Houston.

I never tasted that kind of Yishan taste again.

Jiang Zhou squatted down, "Please weigh me some chestnuts." Ah Ying nodded hurriedly, she had noticed Jiang Zhou just now, she had never seen such a good-looking person. His skin was white and slender, and he knew at a glance that he was from a big city.

"Okay, how much do you want?"

"Hmm......" Jiang Zhou pouted and frowned and thought for a while, "A bag." ”

Ah Ying looked at Jiang Zhou's small expression, even this is very good-looking, and her voice is a little lower.

"Okay, ten bucks." After speaking, he scooped up the chestnuts neatly, filled a bag with a full bag, and handed it to Jiang Zhou with both hands.

Jiang Zhou took the chestnut and immediately smiled, like a blooming flower bud, "Thank you." ”

A-Ying was a little shy, "No thanks." ”

Jiang Zhou didn't leave, still squatting there, "Can I rest here for a while?" ”

"Of course, I have a small bench here, you can sit on the bench and rest." With that, I thought about pulling out my bench.

"Eh, farewell! I'm just squatting fine. ”

A-Ying saw that she was unwilling, and she was not reluctant.

Jiang Zhou put the bag of chestnuts on the wrist of his left hand, and pinched a chestnut with a full and shiny color with his right hand, the brown shell had cracked, revealing the brownish-yellow chestnut flesh.

Jiang Zhou skillfully carved a mark on the flat side of the chestnut with the nail of his thumb, and squeezed the middle of the first joint of his index finger and thumb at the same time, so that the shell cracked even bigger, and he could peel off a chestnut meat very completely.

The chestnut meat is very sweet, glutinous and fragrant, and it is still hot, Jiang Zhou ate happily, turned his head and smiled, this taste is exactly the same as 22 years ago! "These chestnuts are delicious!"

"Thank you for the compliment, these chestnuts are wild on this mountain, freshly fried, so they are particularly delicious."

"Little girl, are you a local? What is your name? ”

"My name is A-Ying, and I'm from Yishan."

"My name is Jiang Zhou, and I'm here...... It's a memory. ”

Recall? Looks like she's been here before. I was puzzled, but A-Ying didn't want to ask too much.

"Since you're a local, you should be familiar with it. Do you know the tour guide here? Jiang Zhou asked, "It's okay to guide the wild, uh, just don't be too pitiful." ”

"Wild guide? We don't seem to have anyone here doing this, everyone has their own business. ”

"Oh, okay then."

Seeing Jiang Zhou's mood down, Ah Ying couldn't help but feel a little worried.

didn't get the answer he wanted, so Jiang Zhou left with a small bag.

Along the way while shopping, I walked through almost all the stores, and every time I entered a store, I had to ask, is there a kind of pink plastic paper packaging here, and the outer one is a little shiny, and the candy lined with silver bright paper inside?

And as a result, Jiang Zhou was always disappointed.

I don't know why, she just wants to taste the taste of that candy again, whether it's reminiscing or missing. It seems that after eating that candy, her heart can calm down after many years of panic.

When the store took out such a candy, Jiang Zhou was pleasantly surprised, but when he put it in his mouth, he found that it was not the taste in his memory, and he was extremely disappointed.

That's right... And the grocery store, she went to buy cigarettes yesterday and forgot to ask if there was any candy of that kind.

Jiang Zhou trotted all the way back, I don't know why, she suddenly had a hunch, it was a woman's magical sixth sense, but the reality didn't seem to be satisfactory.