In the afternoon of this day, Lao Qing came out of the Golden Rose Tea House, walked on the silver ingot bridge, and suddenly saw a "Hutong Tour" tricycle driving up the bridge, a gust of wind hit, the fragrance was fragrant, and a jeweled lady was lying on her back on the car, wearing a yellow forged cheongsam, greased and powdered, and wearing a pair of sunglasses. The wind tossed her hood and fell to the ground.

Lao Qing picked up the hood and shouted, "That lady's hat has fallen off." ”

The tricycle driver stopped the car, and Lao Qing came to the lady with a light yellow hood.

"Your hat."

The lady took off her sunglasses and looked at Lao Qing intently, Lao Qing saw that she was so engrossed, a little unnatural.

"Are you ......?" the lady looked at him hesitantly.

Lao Qing saw that this noble lady was really strange, she was in her thirties, her cheeks were covered with thick fat powder, her two bright eyes flashed in them, her gold earrings were shaky, and her golden hair was swaying in the wind.

"Are you...... Lao Qing? Her eyes were full of anticipation.

"I don't know you......" Lao Qing was a little dazed.

"I live in the compound of No. 10 Dongdan Magpie Hutong......"

"You are? ......" Lao Qing's eyes widened.

"I'm your neighbor, Wang Xia!" The lady jumped out of the car excitedly.

Wang Xia? It's the little friend who plays with skin, the little girl who combs a pair of small brushes, didn't she go to the United States to inherit the inheritance of her relatives back then, more than 20 years, and there is no news.

"I know you, you're not that energetic, the prototype hasn't changed, ha, Lao Qing!" Wang Xia excitedly grabbed Lao Qing's hand.

"Wang Xia, is it really you? You've changed too much. ”

Lao Qing was at a loss.

"How are your mom and dad?"

"Okay, okay, they're all retired."

Wang Xia ** said exclaimingly: "I am now in China for development, and I have been looking for you since I came to Beijing in March this year, but the old house has been demolished, and there is a tail left in that alley, I miss you so much!" Let's go, get in the car, and let's revisit the old place. ”

Wang Xia couldn't help but say, dragged Lao Qing on the tricycle, Wang Xia said to the coachman: "Go to Dongdan, the land temple is downhill......"

Along the way, Wang Xia was very excited, talking and laughing. Lao Qing fell into the fog, like a puppet, listening to Wang Xia's eyebrows fluttering.

It turned out that Wang Xia went to New York, USA, inherited a large amount of her uncle's inheritance, became the king of ships, and opened a large Chinese restaurant in Chinatown, and the business was very prosperous. Lao Qing couldn't help but sigh when he heard it: God specializes in supporting the tailwind boat, Wang Xia goes west, the journey is smooth, and the business is prosperous and leads to the four seas. He is a weasel that specializes in biting sick ducks, and he is against the wind.

Wang Xia asked, "Lao Qing, what are you doing now?" ”

Lao Qing replied: "Sell literature for a living." ”

Wang Xia said: "Don't worry, you will have something to do." ”

Lao Qing smiled: "I'm not Adou, the son of heaven who can't help me." ”

Wang Xia couldn't help but beat Lao Qing: "You are still so ridiculous, if it is really the embryo of the Son of Heaven, it is really good." Lao Qing, have you started a family? ”

Lao Qing sighed, "It's done and gone." ”

Wang Xia said: "Okay, come and go freely." ”

Lao Qing asked, "What about you?" ”

Wang Xia said: "I like a person, unrestrained, as long as a woman has a career, she is very satisfied." I'm so busy all day that I can't take care of that much. ”

Lao Qing said: "There must be a lot of handsome guys chasing you." ”

Wang Xia said: "But I feel that they have bad intentions, they are running for my property, where in the United States there are so many stormy and snowy nights, some are just cruel competition, enjoy yourself." ”

The tricycle drove into Xijiaoshu Hutong and came to a construction site.

Wang Xia jumped out of the car and sighed: "The yellow crane is gone, the white clouds have been empty for thousands of years, demolished, all demolished, and the vast land is really clean!" ”

Lao Qing said: "You still remember a lot of poems. ”

Wang Xia said: "Although I am an American citizen, I will not forget the motherland that gave birth to me, and I always like to read Chinese classical literature in my spare time, especially I like to recite and read Song Ci. Yes, Lao Qing, I remember that when you were a child, you liked to recite poetry. ”

Lao Qing smiled innocently: "I am a poet." ”

Wang Xia touched Lao Qing's braincase, "It turns out that you are already a great poet, have you published a collection of poems?" ”

Lao Qing shook his head, "No, it can't be sold, and the publishing house doesn't give it, so it can only be published at its own expense." ”

"How many songs have you written?"

"There are more than 100 songs, and the representative work is "My Heart".

"Then how much will it cost me to fund your publication?"

Lao Qing saw Wang Xia's serious appearance, felt sweet from the heart, and said, "We haven't seen each other for many years, how can we let you pay." ”

Wang Xia said: "How can a poet not produce a collection of poems, how much does it cost?" ”

Lao Qing said: "If you print a thousand copies, 50,000 is enough." ”

Wang Xia looked at an old jujube tree alone in the ruins from afar, with straight branches, and the green turns were full of red fruits.

Wang Xia sighed and said, "Lao Qing, do you still recognize it?" Back then, you took me to the room to pick dates, you wore a big vest and put the dates on your chest, but you let the foreign spicy people bite you so hotly that it hurts. ”

Lao Qing had a smile on his face and said, "Wang Xia, you still remember this story. I remember, when I went to the room, I was timid and didn't go up, and you said that you were blessed. You climbed up first, and then let me carry you up to the room. You were wearing a big pants at the time, and I pulled your big pants and accidentally pulled them off, revealing a small round butt, like a big peach! ……”

When Wang Xia heard this, she laughed, leaning forward and closing her back with laughter, and almost lost her breath.

"Lao Qing, you are still so humorous, so ridiculous, you laugh at me to death."

Wang Xia took out her mobile phone from her purse, instructed the driver to drive the car, and then came to the jujube tree, looking at the jujube trees affectionately.

"How well these dates grow, the scenery is still the same." She talked to herself, then called a construction worker, gave him 10 yuan, and asked him to shake the jujube tree.

Red dates are scattered all over the ground.

Wang Xia picked up a large handful of red dates, came to a faucet, unscrewed the faucet, and washed the jujubes with water.

"Lao Qing, come, eat a few, this is the jujube of my hometown!"

Lao Qing ate two of them, only to feel sweet to the heart.

Lao Qing asked, "Wang Xia, how is your mother?" ”

"She passed away two years ago, in my home in the United States. She passed away quietly on a chaise longue on the lawn, without any pain, very peacefully. People quietly come to the world and leave the world quietly, this is the law of life. There is no concern for the rest of his life. ”

Lao Qing said: "The life of an old man is not easy, your father died early, so it is not easy to pull you and your brother to live!" Where's your brother? ”

"He went to Ottawa, Canada, to settle down, and he was born to my mother's ex-husband."

Lao Qing spit out a mouthful of jujube skin and said, "I remember that he was very naughty when he was a child, and your mother was very worried." He likes to smash his neighbor's glass with stones. Once, he smashed the glass of my house, and at this time, your mother always pulled his little cock to my house to admit his mistake, and your brother didn't know if it hurt or not? ”

Wang Xia laughed breathlessly again, "Lao Qing, Lao Qing, you always remember these yellow jokes, can you change the topic?" ”

Lao Qing smiled: "You also know the yellow jokes, is there any yellow jokes in the United States?" ”

Wang Xia said: "The world is still universal, where there are people, there are yellow jokes." ”

Lao Qing said: "What's wrong with the United States? This is the first time I've heard of it. ”

Wang Xia groaned slightly, and blurted out: "I said one, there are three kinds of women in the world that cannot be married, the first is the elevator lady, she always asks you to go up and down." The second type is the sales lady, who always asks you to squeeze in. The third type is the editor's lady, who always asks you to write (engage). ”

Lao Qing shook his head and said: "Wang Xia, the yellow jokes in the United States are far worse than those in China. The time of their founding is still short, China has a history of more than 5,000 years of civilization, and the United States has only more than 200 years. I'm talking about one, a man who committed rape and was beaten to the point of. I fell asleep at night, and suddenly dreamed that my 'little brother' met my buttocks. The buttocks scolded: 'You are the one who is comfortable, and you are the one who is in trouble, why is it me who is being beaten?' The little brother smiled and said, 'What is that?' I just looked around, and it was you who knocked me in after a manganese blow, and of course you were punished. ’”

Wang Xia smiled: "It's still China's yellow jokes." ”

Lao Qing saw a BMW car speeding up, kicking up a cloud of yellow dust, and stopped abruptly a few meters away from Wang Xia. The driver of the car got down and said to Wang Xia: "Mr. Wang, I'm here." ”

Wang Xia beckoned Lao Qing to get into the car, and the sedan drove east along Chang'an Avenue.

Wang Xia said to Lao Qing: "I will invite you to eat Western food tonight, let's go to the Friday Western restaurant." ”

Lao Qing couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard that Wang Xia invited him to eat Western food, he was a little vegetarian in his stomach these days, and he hadn't patronized Western food for several months.

Lao Qing asked Wang Xia: "Where do you live now?" ”

Wang Xia looked at the speeding traffic and people and the surrounding scenery, she was immersed in joy.

"I live in Bili Garden, on the Lufthansa side. Beijing has changed too much, the greenery is also good, there are a lot of buildings, and the roads are much wider. It's just that there are many people and cars, but it's not lonely. ”

Wang Xia looked at the International Trade Building, admiring the blue sky and white clouds behind her, and felt indescribably comfortable.

Turn north from the International Trade Building and stop in front of the Friday Western Restaurant.

Wang Xia pulled Lao Qing into the Friday Western Restaurant and went up to the second floor.

A waitress asked, "Do you smoke?" ”

Lao Qing nodded.

Wang Xia said: "Don't smoke it today, I'm most afraid of the smell of smoke." ”

Lao Qing nodded.

Wang Xia said: "Drink more beer, and the addiction to smoking will be gone." ”

The two of them chose a secluded place to sit down.

Lao Qing smelled the smell of steak and felt very kind.

Wang Xia asked for two American steaks, a plate of salad, one boiled prawns, two bowls of Russian sweet potato soup, one bowl of spaghetti beef noodles, and two large draft beers.

The service lady served the dishes in turn, and Wang Xia and Lao Qing drank each other, very happy.

Wang Xia asked Lao Qing: "Lao Qing, what do you say I can invest in China to make a lot of money?" ”

Lao Qing thought of the Golden Rose Cultural Salon, so he said: "Transform a Golden Rose Building, focus on the development of cultural industries, combine human resources, and make the best use of talents." ”

"Why is it called the Golden Rose Mansion?"

Lao Qing will tell the ins and outs of the Golden Rose Cultural Salon, and the achievements of Yuting, Feitian, Huang Qiushui and others.

Wang Xia had heard of the poets Feitian and Huang Qiushui in the United States, and had also heard of the legendary love experience between Huang Qiushui and Yiren, and she was very interested in the Golden Rose Cultural Salon.

Wang Xia said: "In the final analysis, the competition in the market is a competition for talents, and Mao ** also said: 'As long as there are people in the world, any miracle in the world can be created.'" This sand is good in the plotter, it can not only gather talents and harmony, but also attract money through the needle, and realize the integration of human resources. This salon should be the largest cultural salon in China, absorbing all the talented and beautiful people, including famous stars, movie stars, singers, famous writers, famous painters, famous journalists, famous lawyers, and famous entrepreneurs. ”

Lao Qing said: "It's really full of spring that can't be closed, and the red apricots come out of the wall." ”

Wang Xia said: "When the time comes, we can invite some international cultural exchanges, set up forums to give lectures, exchange ideas, exchange information, and benefit mankind." Lao Qing, have you ever been in Paris? ”

Lao Qing shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I haven't even been to North Korea or Vietnam." When I arrived in Hailar, I wanted to see the border trade city of Russia, but I lost my ID card and didn't make it; It is to go around the Hulunbuir steppe, I think that it is close to Mongolia, which is equivalent to going to the Mongolian steppe. ”

Wang Xia stuffed half of the prawns into her mouth and took a big sip of dark beer.

"Paris is one of the cradles of world civilization, Notre Dame Cathedral, the Seine, the Arc de Triomphe, the Vendôme Column, these places of interest, you should go and see them, and I will invite you to see them when the time comes."

Lao Qing stopped the fork and said in embarrassment: "I don't have so much money in my pocket, and I need 10,000 or 20,000 yuan for a trip." ”

Wang Xia said: "I invite you to go and let French President Hillary Clinton meet you and meet a Chinese folk culture leader." ”

Lao Qing smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth. Lao Qing actually doesn't brush his teeth much, every morning, he also deals with it, uses a rotten toothbrush, puts it in his mouth, pulls it out on the left, pulls it out on the right, and it's over. He was born with white teeth and straight teeth.

"Lao Qing, I like your teeth, they are as white as ivory."

Lao Qing smiled, "Ivory? That's processed, and the original ivory isn't necessarily that white. ”

Wang Xia's eyes smiled into a slit, "Lao Qing, you are so cute, pick up the needle as a mallet." ”

Lao Qing looked at Wang Xia carefully and said: "Wang Xia, I think you and you are like two people when you were a child, I remember when you were a child, you were very thin, dark and thin, and your eyes were black and bright, like a pair of mercury. When he spoke, he was very energetic, a pair of small brushes were raised high, as if they were about to be lifted to the sky, and his chest was flat, like a small washboard. ”

Wang Xia said: "They all ate those turtles and forgot to eat them, their bodies were fat, and they were blown white by the wind of the Atlantic, and they were cushioned." ”

Lao Qing said: "Americans also pay attention to beauty? ”

Wang Xia nodded: "Of course, everyone has a love for beauty." ”

Lao Qing drank for a while, pointed at Wang Xia and said, "Wang Xia, why have you changed two people?" Is it a twin? ”

Wang Xia said: "Lao Qing, you drank high, for a while, you drank three major." ”

Lao Qing waved his hand and said: "It's not high, it's not high, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, more than 20 years of law is small, happy to meet, happy!" Waiter, waiter! ”

A waitress responded.

"Two more ties!" Lao Qinglang shouted.

"It's okay, Wang...... Xia, I'll pay for this money tonight, don't look at the more than 200 big gross tickets in my pocket, but I have a passbook, go to the bank's ATM to withdraw, as soon as this small card is inserted, the money will come! Lao Qing took out a savings card from his wallet and shook it.

Lao Qing staggered to his feet and made a pistol motion with his hands. "Wang Xia, you are honest and honest, did you come over there?"

Wang Xia said: "Lao Qing, you have drunk too much, sit down." ”

"I don't have much, I don't care much, you are the plum blossom party sent over there, the CIA, or President Bush, you are a multi-faceted spy. I haven't seen you for more than 20 years, and you suddenly appeared next to me, you pretended to be a rich woman in the United States......" Lao Qing continued to shake. Holding up a big tie in his hand, he drank half a tie again.

Wang Xia was a little displeased, but held back. She looked at the four models around the people, everyone was eating separately, no one noticed them, and a couple next to them, emotionally attached, were immersed in the happiness of looking at each other.

Wang Xia called a waiter and asked, "Do you have any sobering medicine here?" ”

The waiter shook his head.

Wang Xia walked next to Lao Qing and took out a handkerchief to wipe the wine stain on Lao Qing's chin.

Lao Qing pushed her away, and said with a smile: "Wang Xia, you, the liaison of the Plum Blossom Party, want to use beauty tricks to seduce me, what about your joint token, the embroidered shoes?" Plum blossoms rejoice in the snow, and it is not surprising that flies freeze to death! I'm just a fly, cute little elf, I'm not afraid to freeze to death! What's so rare about freezing me to death? One fly falls, and thousands of flies stand up! Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate. ……”

Wang Xia coaxed Lao Qing and said: "Lao Qing, let's not be flies, let's still make plum blossoms." ”

"Plum blossoms, what's so great about plum blossoms? It does not dare to bloom in the spring, for fear of fighting with a hundred flowers; It's not good to bloom in summer, and I don't dare to compare with the beauty of the lotus; Don't dare to bloom in autumn, don't dare to be cleaner than chrysanthemums; It just hides in the winter and opens. Winter, winter, the flowers have withered, and it is white, and it can only hide in the winter and cry. Cry, cry, cry! Ah, Wang Xia, you are not a plum blossom, nor a fly, you are a piece of morning glow, rising to give light to the world, giving warmth to the world, you rise up as a flame, when it falls, it is a pool of blood, ah, a pool of blood! It's so red that people can't open their eyes, it's so red that it makes Baihua shy, and it's so red that it makes Lao Qing's heart beat! Lao Qing is no longer the old Qing of the past, he has grown up, he has grown a beard, he has grown hair......"

Wang Xia was afraid that Lao Qing would be ugly when he was drunk, so she hurriedly paid and pushed him into the car.

Lao Qing leaned on Wang Xia's shoulder, and the car galloped north.

Wang Xia's mood was a little messy, only to feel that Lao Qing's head was crooked, and a stream of filth was sprayed on Wang Xia's body.

Wang Xia hurriedly pushed Lao Qing away, let him lean on the glass, then took out a handkerchief and wiped it desperately, and took out a bottle of French perfume and quietly spilled it in the carriage.

"Mr. Wang, where are you going?" The driver asked.

"Bili Garden," Wang Xia said in a low voice without raising her head.

Bili Garden, a gorgeous apartment in northeast Beijing, was already dark, and the car stopped in front of Bili Garden, and Wang Xia struggled to help Lao Qing out.

"Mr. Wang, I'll help you." The driver came over.

"No need, you go back and rest first, wait for my call." After Wang Xia finished speaking, she helped Lao Qing into the elevator.

Lao Qing was so drunk that he couldn't wake up, Wang Xia helped him out of the elevator and into his room, and gently put him on the bed. Then he took a hot towel to wipe the filth off his body, and sprayed some French perfume in the house.

The perfume spreads, and the house is filled with a warm fragrance.

Lao Qing lay quietly on the wide bed, breathing evenly.

Wang Xia took off one of his leather shoes, only to feel a strange smell of his skin. When Wang Xia smelled this peculiar smell, she didn't mind being angry, but laughed "poof".

She remembered a scene from her youth:

It was when Wang Xia was 9 years old, at noon in the scorching red sun, Lao Qing went to Wang Xia's window to call her.

"Wang Xia."

"Lao Qing, what are you doing?" Wang Xia jumped up from the bed.

Lao Qing smiled through the window: "Wang Xia, I saw your little **, mediocre." ”

Wang Xia lowered her head, it turned out that it was too hot, and she was only wearing a big flower pants.

Wang Xia shouted: "I hate it!" He hurriedly put on his vest and short liner and went out with a cigarette.

Lao Qing took Wang Xia's hand to the backyard and ran into the room.

Lao Qing picked dates, Wang Xia loaded dates, and suddenly loaded a schoolbag. Because Lao Qing hid the dates in the hearts of the people last time, the spicy man stabbed his small chest.

Pointed bezoars, shining; The red round jujube is dazzlingly red.

"Almost, Lao Qing, enough to eat." Wang Xia greeted Lao Qing.

Lao Qing sat on the roof with his buttocks.

Wang Xia said: "It's too hot here, find a shade." ”

Wang Xia took Lao Qing's hand and came to the bottom of a jujube forest, where there was a wall battlement.

Two people sat down.

"Wang Xia, rely on me." Lao Qing opened his eyes and yawned beautifully.

"Beautiful you!" Wang Xia was beside him, took out the dates in his schoolbag and ate them.

"Who's in the room?" A middle-aged woman's voice came from the room.

Lao Qing got up and looked out from the raised corner of the glass on the roof, and saw the fat Aunt Liu in the north house squatting there with a big white buttocks.

Lao Qing whispered to Wang Xia: "It's bad, this is the thatched house in our courtyard, and the fat aunt is squatting there!" Look at the place you are looking for, I say why is it so smelly! ”

Wang Xia is usually most afraid of Fat Aunt Liu, she speaks loudly, farts like thunder, snores at night, and her neighbors can hear her.

Wang Xuan and Lao Qing crossed two roofs in succession and came to a platform.

The two men sat down leaning against each other. On the opposite side is a mulberry tree, and next to it is an ancient locust tree, which keeps chirping.

Wang Xia pointed to the little green worms led by filaments and shouted, "Hanged ghost, Lao Qing, are you afraid?" ”

Lao Qing glanced at them and said nonchalantly, "I'm not afraid!" They are all small animals. ”

Wang Xia said: "Lao Qing ......"

Lao Qing said: "I'm not old yet, can you call me Lao Qing when I'm seventy or eighty!" Wucai is eleven years old. ”

Wang Xia said: "It's called Xiaoqing, Xiaoxiaoqing." ”

Wang Xia looked at the cloudless sky obsessively and said: "How good it is that people are not old, my mother was beautiful when she was young, her big thick braids are black and bright, and she can touch her buttocks, I have seen her photos at that time, but now she is fat." ”

Lao Qing spit out a jujube core and said: "Your mother is not old, my grandmother can be considered old, her hair is white, like a place, she has to use a dragon's head to walk on crutches, and the dragon's whiskers are gone, and the dragon's head has become bald, and she walks like this......"

Lao Qing learned the way his grandmother walked.

Wang Xia couldn't help but smile, leaning back and laughing.

Wang Xia asked: "Xiao Xiaoqing, don't you know anything when you die?" ”

Lao Qing nodded: "When people die, they are buried in the ground, and they slowly decay." If it burns, it will turn into a puff of smoke and disappear without a trace. I think it's that simple to be human. ”

Wang Xia said: "Our classmates said that there are people on other planets, and there may be people on Mars. ”

Lao Qing said: "You are talking about aliens, it may also be three heads and six arms, or it may have wings. Anyway, if there is air and water, there may be people. ”

Wang Xia said: "People are all monkeys, can monkeys become people now?" ”

Lao Qing groaned for a while, smeared the young sobs on the roof, and said: "The Chinese teacher said that the main reason is that the times are different, the environment has changed, and the monkeys now can't change people. ”

Wang Xia said: "I heard from my teacher that there were times in history when women ruled the whole world. ”

"It was called a matriarchal society, where women were kings and men were at the mercy of women, but this era is gone forever."

"You talk nonsense! Who said that this era is gone forever, I am the king! ”

"You?" Lao Qing glanced at her sarcastically. "Who told you to squat and pee!"

"I can pee standing up, too!" Wang Xia stood up as she spoke, lifted her big pants, and a stream of heat flowed down her legs.

Lao Qing was stunned, he took off his shoes, and a peculiar smell came to the young man...... "Stinky feet!" Sweaty feet! Wang Xia shouted and fled...... Wang Xia returned to reality from her memories, and Lao Qing was still asleep. Wang Xia took a thin quilt and covered him, and then went to sleep in another room.

The next morning, Wang Xia got up and walked into the room where Lao Qing was sleeping, only to see that the bed was empty, and Lao Qing didn't know where to go.

Wang Xia was puzzled, she went to several rooms to look, and there was no trace of Lao Qing.

Wang Xia walked into the bathroom and saw Lao Qing lying on his back on the ground, still asleep, and the toilet was sat down by him, leaning to the side.

Wang Xia saw it and couldn't help laughing; This Lao Qing, the wine is really strong enough, and he actually overturned the toilet.

Wang Xia walked over, lifted Lao Qing's pants, and helped him to the bed.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Lao Qing woke up, and he couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw Wang Xia looking at him slightly.

"Who are you? You're not making jade? How did I get here? Lao Qing looked at Wang Xia, who had just made a perfect appearance, in a daze.

Wang Xia said loudly: "I'm Wang Xia, your neighbor when you were a child, what kind of jade." ”

Lao Qing patted his head and hurriedly said, "I drank too much." drank too much, it turned out to be Wang Xia. Wang Xia, what kind of place is this? ”

"This is my home, Bili Garden." Wang Xia shouted. "Who is Pain Jade? Your ex-wife? Or some other woman? ”

Lao Qing smiled: "It's Langyu, a little girl from Hunan, my good friend." ”

"What do you mean by good friends? It's a lover. Wang Xia asked.

Lao Qing patted his head and said repeatedly: "I drank too much, I really drank too much, I drank more than two zazai, not to mention Friday, even Saturday, I won't go." ”

Wang Xia helped Lao Qing up and said, "You go to the bathroom to take a shower, please go to Quanjude roast duck restaurant in the evening, let's eat roast duck and don't drink." ”

Lao Qing jumped up and shouted: "Roast duck can't be eaten, there is bird flu now, birds can't be eaten, and people are dead in Vietnam." ”

Wang Xia said: "It's not that serious, Peking duck is fine." ”

Lao Qing said: "You haven't heard that the roasted duck flies!" ”

"Chickens can't eat, ducks can't eat, fear of bird flu, quail can't eat, pigeons can't eat, fear of bird flu, cattle can't eat, fear of mad cows, civet cats can't eat, fear of SARS, so what else can you eat? Pigs, now worth a hundred times, you look at the pig's smug appearance, the price of carp has jumped the dragon gate. ”

"Let's go to the east to Shunshabu mutton, which is the meat of the little sheep in the Xilin Gol prairie of Inner Mongolia, fresh and tender."

Lao Qing smacked his mouth, as if he had tasted the delicious mutton of the little sheep.

Just when Lao Qing was happy to meet the two little female companions who had no guesses twenty years ago, Yuting also encountered an unexpected luck.

Mengyuan is the first celebrity in Yuting's life, and it is also an excellent woman who let him taste the best in life, the poet Yuting can not use poetic language to describe the beauty and gentleness of Mengyuan, charming and romantic, only four words "natural stunner." ”

In the ruins of the Old Summer Palace, through the projection of history, he got to know Mengyuan, who was studying in the Chinese Department of the university, and the touching and melancholy Miss Nanguo fell in love with Yuting at first sight, and both fell in love. Mengyuan is the kind of woman who is outstanding, graceful, amorous and charming, with long black waterfall-like hair, reflecting a beautiful and delicious face in the shape of melon seeds; The eyes are as deep as water, revealing a few traces of melancholy: a slightly curved high nose bridge, a pair of silver gourd-like towering milk peaks, clear and exquisite...... Her beauty is often more reflected in the envious gaze of the street men. Once when she went shopping on Wangfujing Street, a timid young man followed her all the way to the door of the art museum: she stopped, and the young man's face turned red, and he said shyly: "You are so beautiful, you are a work of art." ”

She listened, smiled proudly, and walked lightly.

The young man stood there at a loss, stunned.

She often feels aggrieved, she is such a flower-like woman, her husband doesn't seem to care, and he always locks her in the house when he is at home. My husband doesn't know what to do outside, he always comes home late, and sometimes he simply sleeps at a friend's house. Because of the good match, she formed a family with him and gave birth to a son 3 years later. Her father was a bureau-level cadre who committed suicide. My father-in-law is the director of a certain unit, and my mother-in-law is the director of the personnel department of a certain unit, and now they are all retired at home. Through her father-in-law's connections, she was transferred from a middle school teacher to a publishing house as an editor. The dullness of her father-in-law and the meanness and ruthlessness of her mother-in-law weighed on her like two mountains, making her breathless. The father-in-law and mother-in-law are quite proud in "**", and they are used to being neat; After smashing the "***", he had nothing to do, so he used the habit of the whole person on his daughter-in-law. The most ridiculous thing is that she secretly installed a bugging device on the phone at home to listen to the content of her calls with the outside world. She took all the grievances and grievances in her heart, sometimes secretly wiped away her tears, resented her husband for often not returning home at night, and complained that her husband's unit had no housing. Two years ago, she decided to join a university in Beijing to get rid of her family's trap. She is intelligent by nature and well-read, and she was admitted to this famous liberal arts university among the eight colleges in Beijing.

Her name is Mengyuan, as the name suggests, as if she was in a trance dream, and when she was admitted to the university, she wanted to change her name, but she searched the dictionary and didn't find a more suitable name.

Before the age of 25, I was a very well-behaved woman, a virtuous wife, but day after day, year after year, the suffocating family changed me, or should I say that I broke through the oppression of the family because of my uneasy nature...... "Once, the editorial department organized a trip to the mountains and stayed overnight in a tent. The deputy director of the editorial department is a 40-year-old man who looks a bit like the Japanese movie star Ken Takakura, who usually talks little, and I later learned that he had actually been eyeing me for a long time. After dinner that night, he asked me to go for a walk outside. I followed him to a beautiful hillside, and he told me about the bitterness of his family life, and when he said it, tears welled up in his eyes, and I was moved, thinking of my own family life, and sympathizing with each other. Later, I don't say that you understand, somehow, I fell in love with him, this is my first love in the true sense of the word. I betrayed my family, betrayed my husband, like a storm, unstoppable. I was immersed in the heat wave of love, unable to extricate myself, crazy with happiness, and often stayed up all night. But I was wrong, he loved my look, my body, not my soul. 3 months later, he started chasing another beautiful girl again, and I begged him like a naïve child and was willing to divorce and marry him. I didn't expect him to be so shameless and ...... with that girl in front of me I was so mad that I ran to the river and wanted to plunge into the raging water. But why should I die? Damn it, it's him, this guy who plays with women, this guy who has a bad heart. I fell ill. Illness gave me an opportunity to reflect, and I wanted to devote myself to a new life after I recovered, but this incident caused a lot of trouble in the city. At this time, one of the editors in the same room was very sympathetic to me, he often took care of me, and we talked very well. Sympathy may be the bridge of love, and gradually we develop feelings. He is not handsome, and he can even be said to be a bit like the bell ringer in "Notre Dame de Paris". But he's kind-hearted, and he's chivalrous, you know, and I'm especially fond of chivalrous men. He was very talented, knowledgeable, and spoke with a good sense of humor. On a business trip, we went to Xishuangbanna, Yunnan, which was a romantic trip, and it is rare to have such a romance in life. The dense forests of Xishuangbanna are even more dream-like beauty. The unforgettable little bamboo house, the clear spring water, the magnificent Dai girl, the colorful folk customs, and the vigorous green life...... It's fascinating. ”

Speaking of this, Mengyuan suddenly stopped talking, and tears welled up in his eyes. Yuting leaned down and asked her, but she still didn't say a word, and Yuting hugged her tightly. After a while, she added, "It didn't take long for the rumors to increase. My husband ran to the editorial office and made a fuss and slapped me in public. The man didn't dare to pay attention to me, and said to me in private: 'Mengyuan, thank you for the happiness you gave me, I will never forget it, I will treasure it in my heart, and we will still be good friends and colleagues in the future.' I understand what he means, I understand him, he has a cowardly character, not to mention that he has a virtuous wife......" Speaking of this, Mengyuan burst into tears.

Yuting brought her a glass of warm water, and she took a sip, "Life is really interesting, another colleague and I obviously don't have any deviant behavior, but we can talk about it normally, and he often helps me read the manuscript." But there are a lot of rumors. The colleague's wife was a vinegar bottle, and after hearing the rumors, she ran to the editorial office in a rage and kept saying that she wanted to go to court with me. I can't wash it by jumping into the Yellow River, I can't cry or laugh. It took a lot of effort for that colleague to persuade his wife to leave, and it was another storm. ”

Yuting smiled: "You have become a well-known figure in the editorial department. ”

Mengyuan smiled bitterly: "Where do I want to be this well-known person, you are joking with me, it's really bad!" ”

Mengyuan hit the rain pavilion with his small fist, and the rain pavilion dodged.

"Last spring, my colleague came, he passed through Beijing on a business trip and came to see me, I knew that he had been carrying a black pot, there was a conflict at home, he wronged him, and he simply made a mistake, so he ......"

The rain pavilion was listening with relish, suddenly heard a muffled thunder, and suddenly it rained heavily, and the lights in the house were not turned on, it was dark, and a few lightning bolts illuminated the snow-white carcass of Mengyuan. She hurried to the window, hid behind the window, looked out quietly, and closed the curtains.

"Crossbow, crossbow, crossbow......" There was a knock on the door, and a huge projection could be seen outside inside the house.

Mengyuan motioned to Yuting not to open the door, and Yuting got dressed in a hurry.

The footsteps of "kicking and kicking" sounded, and the person who knocked on the door was far away.

Mengyuan flew into Yuting's arms like a bird, and Yuting saw a shiny raindrop on her chest and gently wiped it dry.

"Are you cold?" He asked her.

She shook her head. "It's full of fire, and it's blazing."

"Who knocked on the door?"

"Maybe it's a classmate, it's funny to say, once, a male classmate in the class got drunk and somehow slipped into our room and fell asleep on my bed, so I had to retreat."

Yuting looked at the sky outside the window and said, "I'm leaving." ”

"Is it romantic tonight?"

"The story is very romantic, and I won't write poetry in the future, I will write novels."

"Be sure to write me in."

"Of course, you're the protagonist."

The two men got dressed and opened the door.

Mengyuan gave him an umbrella.

"It's still raining, umbrella." She kissed him in a whirlwind of cheeks.

On this Wednesday morning, there was no class in Dream Garden, and the two made an appointment to go to Zizhuyuan Park to play.

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, there were few visitors in the park, and the Dream Garden and the Rain Pavilion walked up a stone bridge and came to a purple bamboo forest.

Mengyuan changed into a black dress with white trim today. It adds a bit of pretty.

It was a bit cloudy and there was no bright sunshine, but it was still fresh and bright. Yuting grabbed a few snapshots for Mengyuan.

"Mengyuan, do you know the alias of Zizhuyuan?"

"Lover's Park." Mengyuan smiled.

"There's nothing you don't know."

I didn't sleep at all last night, and a male classmate talked to me all night and used up a bundle of candles.

Yuting's heart sank when he heard this.

"What do you guess my nature is?" Mengyuan looked at him with a slightly mischievous smile.

"Merry nature!" Yuting Road.

She nodded proudly.

"I'm fit to be a lover, not a wife." She smiled again.

There is a stone bench in the bamboo forest with a few withered yellow bamboo leaves floating on it.

A large cloud rushed over them, and the sky darkened, and they walked into a rockery behind them.

There was a muffled thunder and heavy rain, and the sky and the earth became a dense rain curtain.

Yuting took Yumeen's hand and went into a cave. This small cave barely holds two people. Not far away, there is a field of yellow cloves, which strangely burst out in the heavy rain with a rich fragrance.

Look, yellow lilacs! Mengyuan pointed to the golden yellow and shouted.

Yuting ran over and picked a bunch and handed it to Mengyuan.

Mengyuan kissed the yellow lilac, with indescribable pleasure.

Soon, after the rain, a rainbow appeared on the horizon. Mengyuan rushed out of the cave, jumping and laughing excitedly, Yuting picked her up and walked down the mountain, into the hazy lilacs.

Walk through lilac bushes, over several verdant hills, and onto a trail. Mengyuan, who had come down from the back of the rain pavilion, took the hand of the rain pavilion and walked towards the door.

Suddenly, Mengyuan stood still, listening attentively, and her face showed a ** look.

The bell of teaching! It must be the wedding bell of the couple...... The rain pavilion also faintly heard, and the bells fluttered, and they came over slowly, moving people's hearts. It was evening, and the front was green, and the sky was green. Mengyuan's face in the twilight was unusually pale, she took Yuting's hand and muttered, "I don't have this blessing......"

Tears rolled out of her eyes...... One afternoon a few days later, Yuting came to Mengyuan's dormitory as promised, the door was open, and there was no one in the room.

He went to a newspaper reading column on campus and read the newspaper for more than 20 minutes, and then went back to the dormitory in Mengyuan, but there was still no one.

He was a little disappointed, and a little puzzled. Mengyuan will not miss the appointment, is there a problem?

He went to the school's communication room again and called Mengyuan's pager, but there was still no news.

A sense of differentness arises spontaneously. He was unwilling, and came to Mengyuan's dormitory again, and when he entered the room, he found that Mengyuan was wearing a beige dress, lying flat on the bed, and a stream of wine came to his nose.

Yuting approached Dream Garden, she was drunk and hazy asleep. She had a scratch on her left arm, oozing blood.

"Mengyuan, what's wrong with you?"

Yuting sat on the edge of the bed and gently pushed her with his hand.

She snorted, revealing her face buried in the pillow. Her face was flushed, and when she opened her eyes, she was also flushed.

"Who knows my heart......" she sighed, tears rolling down the corners of her eyes and wetting the pillow.

Before this, Yuting liked her very much, but she didn't have a feeling of love; But now, with this look, one action, one word, from this moment on, Yuting felt that he was truly in love with Mengyuan.

What does it mean to love someone? It means that he or she is happy and happy, and that he or she does everything that needs to be done to make him or her happier, and that he or she derives joy from it.

Men are emancipated through women, and women are freed by emancipated men. The Rain Pavilion guarded the Dream Garden until she fell asleep.

In the afternoon of the next day, Yuting and Mengyuan came to the Temple of Heaven Park. Cooper is gloomy, tourists are lonely, and the surroundings are quiet; They were enveloped and embraced by an air of holy solemnity. In front of a huge ancient cypress, the two kissed for a long time. Dream Garden's face was hot. She whispered, "Schopenhauer said that a man's love diminishes markedly from the moment he is fleshly satisfied, and that no woman, in his eyes, is more attractive than his own. Because he is counting on change. On the contrary, a woman's love grows suddenly from this moment. ”

Vasilev said that no matter how many romances a man has, in his heart there is often a woman who will never be replaced by anyone.

"A kiss is a secret that is told to the mouth instead of poured out to the ear."

"A kiss is a soul-to-soul meeting on a lover's lips." Mengyuan said this, and added, "Even if a woman has sex with a man, she will not kiss a man easily. ”

The rain pavilion was deeply enchanted by this elf-like woman in the crook of her arm. He said: "Everyone in love is a poet, Mengyuan, you see that you have also become a poet, and your language is like the language of poetry." ”

"The hope of a lover is like a seed in consciousness, as long as it takes root in a lifetime, it will grow rapidly." Mengyuan stroked Yuting's feet with his slender left hand.

"Love built on beauty, once the beauty is gone, it will disappear with it." Dream Garden stared carefully at the rain pavilion.

"Once I fall in love with someone, I love not only her looks, her body, every part of her body, but also her spirit, her soul, her character, her mind."

Mengyuan smiled, "It's not what you said, it was Dongrnyshevsky in Russia who said it." ”

Yuting hugged her tightly, "You really read a lot of books." ”

Mengyuan raised his eyebrows, "Of course, a top student in the literature department." ”

Seeing her delicate appearance, Yuting couldn't help but kiss her on the cheek again.

Dream Garden's eyes are as clear as water, and they can't see the bottom line.

"Old age is a woman's hell......" her eyes showed a hint of gloom.

"A merry woman has the pleasures of youth: a faithful woman has the comfort of old age."

"For some reason, one of my schoolgirls said she had a prostitute mentality."

Dream Garden was silent.

It took a long time for her to raise her face, "If a couple wants to last long, they must enhance each other's charm. ”

Yuting carefully stroked her soft hair, "I don't believe that people can only love once in their lives, and I don't believe that people must love many times in their lives, the number of times does not speak for itself, the capacity of love is the capacity of a person's heart." You are a deep valley, a love is like a surging river, and other loves are just like the rushing waves on this river......"

Meng Yuan's cheeks suddenly flushed, her breathing was short, and Yuting felt her tremble all over.

"What's wrong with you?" Yuting asked her.

She didn't speak, her whole body wrapped around him like a snake...... "What's wrong with you?" Yuting asked her.

"Yuting, I'm so happy......"

Yuting and Mengyuan finished dinner at Chongwenmen Cheap Fang Roast Duck Restaurant, and when they walked out, it was already dusk. The sunset dyed the sky red, and the red pavilion in Dongdan Park in the distance appeared from time to time. Vehicles are constantly flowing and pedestrians are hurrying to and fro, and it is rush hour to get off work. The rain man walked across the overpass, did not arrive at the bridge, the rain pavilion saw the crowd below, a hustle and bustle, looking up to the sky, the remnant sun was like blood, and the surrounding was a black blue, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "The soul is broken blue bridge......

When Mengyuan heard this, he realized something, and he couldn't help it, hugged Yuting tightly, and kissed madly.

The rain pavilion suddenly entered the fairyland, and I really felt the wonder of life. The heart has a soul, it is really ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, read through thousands of volumes, the chapters describing love are endless, and the scenes are never tired of talking, but this chapter is the most real. He only wondered that he was in a dream, and pinched himself with his hand, but he was unconscious...... The four-year college career is coming to an end, and Mengyuan is full of academic gains, the true meaning of life, and the joy of harvest.

She called Yuting and invited him to dine at the Wangfu Hotel that night, which was their last meeting so far.

In the cafeteria of the Royal Hotel, the lights are swaying and the dishes are dazzling.

Mengyuan changed her usual hairstyle, pulled a black cloud bun, her face was full of brilliance, and she was wearing a black tights dress as thin as a cicada's wings.

"Rain Pavilion ......," she called to him in her usual melodious soft voice.

The rain pavilion sat down across from her.

"How's it going?"

Yuting nodded, looking a little nervous.

Dream Garden asked the waiter to bring two glasses of French red wine. In the goblet, the purple-red liquor reflects the red candle.

Mengyuan's face was as red as wine, and the two smiling vortex were like two red cherries.

She looked a little solemn.

"Yuting, do you say I'm a good woman?"

Yuting nodded and smiled bitterly: "Sort of." ”

"Not a good woman with a perfect score, a little reluctant, right?" Dream Garden's big eyes looked at him with a shimmering look.

Mengyuan said straight to the point: "I recently went back to my home, went through the divorce procedures, and I am liberated!" ”

Yuting said: "I also went to Putuo Mountain......

"Lao Qing's mouth is so fast, and his heart is not like him. Yes, and then I went directly from Hainan to Putuo Mountain, and I went with my new husband, the classmate you met at the airport, who was 6 years younger than me......"

"I bless you......" Yuting said solemnly.

"Is it sincere?" She folded her arms to her chest and looked at him with a smile.

"I think I'll understand. Women regard marriage as the destination of life, and men generally regard marriage as a different stop on the journey of life. Many women devote themselves to marriage, and some men's hearts often wander outside of marriage. He has always been attached to me, and I admire him. All in all, I want to have a home, a warm spring harbor. I'm so tired from this boat that I need to dock......"

Mengyuan sandwiched a fried shrimp into a dish in front of the rain pavilion.

"Thank you for all the love you've given me all these years...... We are still friends, you will always be my friend, I will not forget your ......" Mengyuan's eyes flashed with gratitude.

The wetness in Mengyuan's eyes flashed, and he said, "I'm leaving Beijing......

Yuting was stunned when he heard this, and his heart was pounding.

"His home is in Zhejiang, and I will go to his hometown after graduation, and I have been assigned to the local TV station as a TV presenter......

After eating, Yumeen took the rain pavilion to a room on the 5th floor. It is a guest room with an elegant furnishing and a colorful vase on the bedside table with a bouquet of red roses.

Mengyuan took out a small tape recorder from the drawer, twisted the switch, and played the Arabic music "Mystery". Wonderful, catchy.

Yumeyuan dimmed the lights and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

There was a sound of water in the bathroom.

Yuting sat on the sofa, as if his heart had expanded, in this clear night, his heart seemed to be full of whispers, and countless vague and depressed desires suddenly squirmed in his heart, as if there was an attraction to merge him with this life-filled artistic conception. In this soft night, he felt something mysterious tremble, an unfathomable hope throbbing, and he smelled a breath of happiness, but it was drifting, and his heart was both happy and melancholy, and he was blissful and dazed...... Dream Garden is out.

She's like that nude oil painting.

Yuting couldn't see her clearly.

She walked lightly...... Yuting felt her burning breath. She cowered on top of him, her hands touching his head, her wet emanation, falling onto his face.

Yuting smelled the unique aroma of this hair, and his head became dizzy. A strange force of irresistibility drove him to embrace her with both hands and pull him towards himself...... Her bouncy, hot, full boobs clung to his, his heart beating fast and intensely, and he felt her smooth and soft body...... Everything in the world is gone. Everything is circling, and the beautiful music is reverberating and sublimating...... He was in a bit of a trance.

He seemed to fly towards the Northern Lights.

That unforgettable spectacle is shaking, shimmering with neon colors, seducing people with their beauty...... Every cell of the rain pavilion felt Mengyuan's fierce youthful carcass, and he felt that his body was light and fluttering, as if he was flying.

Mengyuan's hair fluttered like a waterfall, and she felt a sense of joy rise up like she had never felt before, trembling throughout her body. Her voice was stiffened with excitement, and she was hoarse for a while, and then loud again: "Yuting...... It's the Last Supper...... I thank you, I've never been so happy in my life......"

Rising music reverberates throughout the room...... Mengyuan almost rose from his heart: "What do you really want?" ”

"I'm going to make you never forget me for the rest of your life!"

Yuting said in his heart.

Yuting always silently blessed Mengyuan and blessed this second woman in his life. He sometimes met her in his dreams, but when he woke up the next morning, he forgot all about the scene in the dream, only remembering the jade shoot-like figure, the long hair like a waterfall, the hazy and beautiful face, he believed that the little classmate in the dream garden could bring her happiness, although he was six years younger than her, and he was shorter than him, but a pair of eyes were full of perseverance and confidence, he was loyal to her, she also felt that the drifting had sailed into the warm harbor, she and the rain pavilion could not be combined, and the heart could not always be wandering, wandering, The boat trip is tired, the heart is tired, the body and mind are exhausted, and it is time to dock.

Mengyuan had already arrived in Beijing, and she called Yuting back at the hotel of the Heilongjiang office in Beijing. She called on her phone.

Yuting was surprised and delighted, she hadn't heard this familiar and kind voice for a long time, Mengyuan was like a strong magnetic field tightly absorbing him, the voice was so gentle, even a little playful.

The call came in at noon.

"Where are you?"

"I'm in class, Press."

"I'm busy compiling manuscripts again, and I'm a disseminator of spiritual civilization."

"Where do you live?"

"Heilongjiang Office in Beijing."

"I'll go to you."

"Shi Tao is also here, let's come out together to see the world, communicate information, want to change the way of thinking, stay in that town all the time, it has really become a paradise. Shi Tao is a doer, but his thinking needs to be updated. I'm going to go to Peking University and Tsinghua University with him to have a look, and then talk to my old classmates from the National Commission for the Reform of the System......"

Yuting hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Then let's go to the Old Summer Palace Ruins Park?" ”

Mengyuan giggled, she smiled so happily, so really. "You still want me to receive patriotic education, it's cold, it's too bleak there."

"Then I'll treat you to roast duck."

"Yuting, you are so nice, you still remember my hobby, now there is bird flu, who dares to eat it."

"Then let's go to the Wangfu Hotel......"

Yuting knew very well in his heart that it was the last place where he and Mengyuan met, it was carefully arranged by Mengyuan, an ambiguous room on the fifth floor, with music blending, lights and shadows swaying, flowers fragrant, and joyful exchanges. It was the last dinner, and the two of them were inseparable from each other, and the kiss was inseparable...... The other party was silent for a while.

Mengyuan said: "Don't break too far, go to the Four Seasons Hotel of the Minzu Hotel, the middle distance between the two of us, see you at 6 o'clock in the evening." ”

At 10 minutes and 6 o'clock in the evening, Yuting was already quietly waiting for the dream garden in the single room on the second floor of the Minzu Hotel.

Since the last breakup, they haven't seen each other for more than three years, and through some phone calls, basically from Mengyuan, Yuting doesn't want to interfere too much with her life, so he rarely takes the initiative to call her.

Somehow, Yuting was a little nervous, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it with the words "unsettled".

There was a sound of familiar footsteps, the door opened, and Dream Garden approached.

"Rain Pavilion!" Dream Garden called cordially.

"Dream Garden!" Yuting stood up from the couch and pounced on the dream garden.

Yuting hugged Mengyuan's two warm little hands, and her hands were very soft.

"Yuting, you are still so young and handsome!"

Mengyuan's big eyes as clear as water looked intently at the pavilion.

Mengyuan is still so radiant and graceful, she is a little fatter than before, but she looks more plump and mature, the snow-white wind tightly binds her slender figure, and a pair of white impotent leather shoes are inlaid with bouquets.

"Mengyuan, how have you been all these years?" Yuting was so excited, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

Mengyuan saw that Yuting was emotional, and she was also infected, so she took Yuting's hand and sat on the seat.

Mengyuan took off her trench coat, revealing a purple skirt, the purple color set off her fair skin, and she looked more vibrant, she usually doesn't wear makeup, she advocates naturalism.

When the meal was served, the two people toasted to each other, and they were affectionate. Mengyuan asked Huang Qiushui, Feitian, Mu Mu, Yinling, Zi and other salon friends about the recent situation, and briefly talked about their work and life in recent years, and then the topic turned to the aspects that the two people were deeply interested in.

Yuting said: "The poet and writer Yu Dafu famously said in the prose "Autumn of the Ancient Capital": 'The autumn in the north comes clearly, quietly, and sadly!'" 'When you slow down, you can feel the taste of life. ”

"When you don't get what you want, you feel pain; When you get what you want, it is another kind of pain, in fact, hazy is a kind of beauty, a kind of artistic conception. ”

Yuting said: "When you are not used to some things in real life, it means that you are not mature enough; When you are able to understand everything, it means that you have matured. ”

Meng Yuan smiled and asked him, "Do you think I'm more mature?" ”

Yuting said: "Maybe there is no longer maybe, the sign of maturity is to not respond to all changes, with a calm heart, to see all things that are not peaceful." Recently, a famous writer published a book called "Endure Happiness", although life is painful, but not pessimistic, we always endure pain with the hope of happiness, and at the same time endure happiness. Mengyuan chewed on Yuting's words carefully, and kept his chopsticks on the side of the plate. ”

She muttered to herself, "Turn eternal pain into temporary pain, and temporary happiness into eternal happiness." ……”

Yuting looked at Mengyuan in a daze and said, "It can be seen that he is very good to you." ”

"He's a real person, an introvert, and he's content with me......" Mengyuan stared at the glass full of red liquor.

"What about you?"

"Well, I'm happy, too. Do you remember Eileen Chang's red roses and white roses? Perhaps, every man will experience such two women, at least two. married a red rose, and over time, the red one turned into mosquito blood, and the white one was still the bright moonlight in front of the bed, which was suspected to be frost on the ground. married a white rose, the white one is the rice sticky on the clothes, but the red one is a cinnabar mole in the heart. Whether the moonlight is bright and clean, or the cinnabar mole is blessed, he will not be reduced to mosquito blood or rice sticky in the future, which is lucky. Even if it's not his, it will be someone else's after all. So the peaks and loops turned, the willows and flowers were bright, the mountains were covered with heavy waters, and the end finally returned to the starting point. ”

Mengyuan paused, thoughtful. Then he said: "Actually, the most unforgettable thing is that beautiful distance." ……”

Mengyuan said this, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yuting took a sip of red wine, as if talking to himself: "It's yours, inseparable; It's not yours, it's going straight to the sea of clouds! ……”

"Yuting, how is your life?"

"It's good." Yuting said softly.

"I don't mean Liu Ti, in fact, Liu Ti is a very smart woman, she knows everything in her heart, she is a woman of great wisdom, she can bend and stretch, and she is free, so you will not leave her, I ask you about other lives."

Mengyuan stared intently at the rain pavilion, as if he had a thousand kinds of concern.

"It's okay, everything goes naturally."

"I heard that you also know a woman named Xue'an, who is an actress."

"Yes, she's like a kite, drifting in the wind." The rain pavilion gently shook the wine glass.

"She's not a kite, she's a white cloud, floating freely in the air. She is a hermitage in the snow, lonely and self-appreciative, and the height is unbearable. ”

Yuting was secretly surprised, Mengyuan was thousands of miles away, and that remote Zhejiang town really had a lot of information.

Yuting raised his head and asked, "Lao Qing told you, right?" ”

Meng Yuan smiled and shook his head, "I will predict, I have special abilities, and I also know that you and her are spiritual friends, divine friends, unlike us in the past." ”

Yuting was stunned, I haven't seen her for three years, Mengyuan is really much more sophisticated than before, and she has become more scheming than before, she is like a mature chess player, fiddling with dangerous chess pieces, soldiers are in the city, quiet, there is no one in the city, not in a hurry.

"Yuting, you should change your working environment."

"When the reform failed, I went back to my editorial position, and many people looked at me coldly, and I felt a little embarrassed. Unlike when he was hired as the president of the publishing house, he was hugged by the front and back, and the New Year's festival was full of people. Cough, no way, who called the Chinese so snobbish! Yuting sighed heavily.

"Not only Chinese, but also foreigners. Because then you have the right and the value to use. There is a saying: no one asks about the poor in the downtown area, but the rich have distant relatives in the mountains. They surround you with a job title, a change in grades, a long salary, a housing problem, and a job title. Men can give you a tribute, women can take off their pants for you......"

Yuting Zhengse said: "I am a product of reform, I am a clean official." ”

"I know this, I don't know you yet? I can tell how many ribs you have through your clothes. Yuting, you can't change the working environment? ”

"It's been a long time, and I'm too familiar to move."

"Can you go to the sea to set up a company?"

"I'm not that material, why do you think anyone can do business and pull their heads? Countless people have drowned over the past twenty years. ”

"Then just be a freelance writer and make a living from manuscript fees."

"How much money can you make by writing poetry? Now is not the era of poetry, Lao Qing is an example, he is not rich, sometimes he helps painters sell some paintings, and has to find first- and second-rate painters, and the general painter boss does not recognize. Is Wang Guo really popular? In the nineties of the last century, there were very few people who did not read Wang's poems. There are countless pirated poetry collections, but his life is also well-off. The system of professional writers, modelled on those established in the former Soviet Union, has collapsed, and writers will no longer be a profession, but a title for writers. Even in Western countries, the source of a writer's livelihood is not the manuscript fee, but the income from other regular occupations. Now there are also people who, with a little talent, write some novels, soak in the city, eat, drink and be merry, and think of writing as a way of life, which is terrible. ”

"In the process of the rapid transformation of Chinese society, intellectuals have gradually lost their status as cultural centers and have slipped to the margins of society," Mengyuan said. On the one hand, after repeated setbacks in social ideals and passions, it is difficult to quickly regain a clear and unified pursuit direction and motivation; On the other hand, it exposes the impetuous flaws of the elite consciousness itself. ”

Yuting said, "Mengyuan, thank you. I'm going to be lost, I have so many friends in Sharon. Besides, the new president of the publishing house treated me well, he respected me a lot, and sometimes asked for my opinion, especially since I had a loyal friend like Lao Qing. ”

"How's Lao Qing?"

"He is more mature than before, and his mentality has adjusted after divorcing Xinrui."

"He has a woman's relationship, is he still so flowery?"

"I think he really looks like a hero, with a chivalrous heart and a chivalrous demeanor."

Mengyuan looked at his watch and said, "Yo, it's past nine o'clock, I should go back." ”

Yuting Yuting affectionately held Mengyuan's hand and said, "I opened a room upstairs, let's have a good chat." ……”

Mengyuan's face turned red, she snuggled tightly to Yuting, and whispered, "I should be unfaithful to him, Yuting, you should understand me......"

Yuting listened, and felt that his mind was blank, and he was a little dazed.

Mengyuan kissed her hot lips on Yuting's face, then put on her trench coat and walked out of the room.

Mengyuan took a taxi to the west, and Yuting looked at the back of the car, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He was a little melancholy, and a little pity.

The night is getting darker...... Lao Qing became the general manager of the Golden Rose Group, and his office was temporarily located in Wang Xia's home in Bili Garden. Wang Xia bought a building in the North Fifth Ring Road, which is being transformed into the Golden Rose Building, and the renovation project is underway.

Lang Yu temporarily lived alone at Lao Qing's house, and she called Lao Qing and said, "The winner is the most dangerous." ”

Lao Qing listened, smiled slightly, and said: "I am the king of Yue, Goujian, lying on the salary and tasting the courage, and I am not shocked by the humiliation!" ”

Lang Yu said: "Don't forget to wash your stinky feet every day, don't spoil others." ”

Lao Qing said with a smile: "I do a pedicure every day, a pair of socks a day. ”

Lang Yu lives alone in Discovery Qing's house, and she hasn't slept well for a few days, she still has insomnia for the first time, and she always feels that she has lost something, is it friendship? Is it emotion? Or the backbone?

She was stunned for a long time as if she had lost her soul, and finally laughed out loud: "I lost a giant panda." ”

Wang Xia is really a busy person, going out early and returning late, industry and commerce, taxation, public security, ** departments and customers, shuttling back and forth, like a clockwork machine.

Lao Qing said: "Boss Wang, you are really a strong woman, and a strong woman is a dangerous woman." ”

"Why?" Wang Xia hung the windbreaker on the hanger and flicked the dust on the windbreaker.

Lao Qing crossed Erlang's legs in the office, smoking a Chinese brand cigarette, and he threw the smoke rings to Wang Xia.

"There are ten dangerous women in contemporary times, one is a woman who worships money, she will not look down on the poor, her pursuit of materialism, the woman who interacts with her, the property will be swallowed up by her one day, her appetite is very big, and her desire is also very big. The second is a woman who treats men as playthings, she knows how to use women's natural instruments to conquer and control men, and get pleasure from all kinds of men. The third is to turn their faces and not recognize women. When you are good, you swear to the mountains, and under the moon before the flowers, you turn the phoenix upside down. Once she turns her face and becomes someone else, she will tell everyone the details of sleeping with you with all her might, she is like a human body**, and she will blow you to pieces. Fourth, the hysterical woman, who, when she loses her temper, is like a mad cow, rampage, nervously crying and laughing, and makes you uneasy. The fifth is a feminist woman, she is like a tribal leader in the mother society, giving orders to you, forcing you to wash her ass and feet, and sometimes gypsies ride you all over the ground. Once you play majestic, she will pull you to challenge the cock, just like pulling the rope leading the donkey, and the sixth is a weak woman, just like Lin Daiyu in "Dream of Red Mansions", crying and crying all day long, unable to do heavy work, unable to hear you speak loudly, crying in the wind, watching flowers and crying, you are like a crutch for her. Seven is a jealous woman, you tell you not to squint when you go to the street, there is a beautiful woman on TV, she has to turn off the TV, you have to check your mobile phone every day, sometimes you have to go to the telecommunications department to check your phone records, and even track you, she is like a detective, often unexpectedly, to carry out unexpected attacks on you, she claims to be the 007 of the British Intelligence Agency. Eight is a sloppy woman, who loses everything day long, forgets to bring a ring after taking a bath, forgets to take a bag after eating, forgets to add a password after saving money, and forgets to wear underwear after saving. She is a game of chess that has not been played, which disturbs you and makes you feel tired and uncertain. Nine is a water-based Yang Hua woman, she thinks that many men are attractive, rich men she thinks has a high IQ, high-ranking men she thinks has wrists, merry men she thinks will live, and beautiful men she thinks has style. It's true that she's in love with you, and it's true that she's in love with someone else. Ten is a strong woman like you, she is a workaholic, a ruling maniac, she wants to be the Empress Dowager Cixi, let every man kneel under her pomegranate skirt, she works morning and night, comes and goes in a hurry, comes and goes like the wind, she is majestic, like a monarch, giving orders, dispatching troops, even when with men, she must also stand tall. ”

Wang Xia listened to it with relish, and said with a smile: "Lao Qing, Lao Qing, you can be regarded as a woman who has studied women at home, and I will make you a woman scientist." ”

Lao Qing exhaled a large puff of smoke softly and said happily: "I should win the Nobel Prize for Women's Literature, right?" ”

Wang Xia said: "If you say you are wheezing, you will cough, has the activity plan of the Golden Rose Club I asked for been designed?" ”

Lao Qing said with a smile: "Can you not do what Boss Wang explained?" Lao Qing handed Wang Xia a thick handful of materials on the table.

Wang Xia took the dossier and flipped through it page by page, with a smile on her face.

"In the end, it came out of Peking University Chinese, yes, each person claims a gold card, silver card, bronze card, consumption discount, free venue, and catering fees." Sauna, bowling, billiards, chess and cards are all discounted, Lao Qing, have you discussed with Yuting and Huang Qiushui? ”

"Yuting said, be careful not to have erotic services, so as not to cause trouble, besides, there are so many excellent girls in the salon, and they don't look good, but Huang Qiushui disagrees with him."

Wang Xia said: "I agree with Yuting's opinion, after all, he has been a leading cadre, and he thinks thoughtfully. How many people are there in your salon now? ”

Lao Qing pinched the cigarette butt to death in the ashtray, which was shaped like a carcass woman with light yellow glass. He glanced at the woman.

"It is claimed that there are tens of thousands of people, but in fact there are more than two people, only two or three hundred people who are often active, and seventy or eighty people who have a certain consumption level."

Wang Xia said: "After the reform and opening up, this kind of salon has become more and more active, there are salons in all walks of life, this is a good platform, as far as cultural salons are concerned, there are poetry, art, prose, drama, sculpture, music and other salons; Economic salons have finance, foreign trade, light industry, heavy industry, high-tech and other salons, other salons such as health, sports, education, etc., subdivisions and secretarial salons, martial arts, red mansion salons, etc., and even tennis, golf, flying saucer, beauty salons, etc., I think in the future can organize a salon alliance, all to our Golden Rose Building activities, we have multi-functional halls, guest rooms, conference rooms, entertainment facilities, and cultural taste, with the plane tree, but also afraid that the phoenix can not be recruited? ”

Lao Qing sighed: "You are really an excellent industrialist, after all, you are a doctor from Harvard University in the United States, amazing, amazing!" Cultural salons generally don't have much money, if you gather all the entrepreneur salons here, it's a million profits! ”

Lao Qing stood up excitedly.

"Yes! There are a lot of private enterprises under the China Federation of Industry and Commerce, you have to think to break into the Federation of Industry and Commerce, as well as the China Mayors Association, you get the entrepreneur salon, science and technology salon, and the inventors' association together, as soon as they collide, the spark will come out, and we can charge intermediary fees. Wang Xia said, took off her leather shoes and changed them into a pair of soft flat shoes.

Lao Qing said: "You are the chairman of the board of directors. ”

Wang Xia said: "Look at my face, my face is like a full moon, and my family is prosperous. The lips are like red lotus, the teeth are like white jade, and the food and clothing are abundant. The complexion is smooth and without defects, the lips are like danzhu, but not the teeth, the teeth are like jade beads, neat and flawless, and the appearance of wealth and wealth. Lao Qing, come to my office. ”

Wang Xia's office is on the left side of Lao Qing's office, on the boss's desk more than five meters long, documents, stationery, telephones and other neatly furnished, and there is an inscription of a popular calligrapher on the wall: Every major event has a calm atmosphere, do not believe that there are no ancient sages today. Along the wall are black wooden bookcases, which are hardcover books such as "Twenty-four History", "Zizhi Tongjian", "Historical Records", "Tang Poems", and "Song Ci", and the glass is polished.

Lao Qing asked, "Have you read all this book?" ”

Wang Xia said: "You think I am the ear of a deaf man - ornament, I am a thousand years of history in the palm of my hand, and a million soldiers in my chest." I still have a lot of modern management books, and when the building is renovated, the company expands its people, and the soldiers are strong, and you and I have to show our might in management. ”

There is a tea case on the right side, with a precious tea set, Wang Xia opened the refrigerator, and the tea trays in the box were dazzling.

Wang Xia asked, "What kind of tea do you like to drink?" I have more types of tea than your Golden Rose Tea House, and I'm very tired from running these days, so drink some green tea to quench my anger. ”

Wang Xia took out a bucket of famous tea, opened the tea lid, twisted out a strand of tea silk with her fingers, placed it in the tea set, and then poured a pot of boiling water in front of the water dispenser. Wang Xia skillfully fiddled with the tea set, and suddenly a small bowl of tea was brought to Lao Qing.

"Lao Qing, why don't you take off your shoes?"

Lao Qing sat on the wasted rice, smiled secretly, and said, "Don't dare to take it off, my yang energy is too strong." ”

Wang Xia said, "Then I'll open the window." ”

Lao Qing said: "Forget it. He leaned down, sniffed the tea, and praised: "It's really good tea, a little fragrant." ”

Wang Xia also took a sip and said, "Can my aunt give you tea?" It's a fine hair. ”

Wang Xia turned on the stereo, and the music sounded, filling the air with a heavy atmosphere.

Lao Qing asked, "What kind of music is this?" How I sound like a prayer. ”

Wang Xia said: "This is the Buddhist music of Wutai Mountain, Wutai Mountain, White Horse, Green Mountain, Green Tile, Red Wall, Blue Sky, Yellow Roof...... In the cool world of Buddhism, this music can have a sense of soaring. You seem to be sitting in the clouds, surrounded by beautiful flying heavens flying happily, in the twilight of the remnant sun like blood, Shakyamuni lies there peacefully, his eyes slightly closed, lying on his side; The colorful flyings surround the Big Buddha, and the music is solemn and pleasant, which makes people fascinated......"

Lao Qing squinted his eyes, enjoyed the music, and drank green tea beautifully, with indescribable pleasure.

"Lao Qing, in front of the Buddha, do you say that you have a small one at home?" Wang Xia stared at his eyes tightly.

Lao Qing said leisurely: "A friend of mine, she lives with me temporarily, in front of the Buddha, I swear, I haven't touched her yet. ”

Wang Xia said: "You must be in love with her, you are a veteran of the love field, you are smiling proudly under a woman's skirt......"

Lao Qing said, "How do you know? ”

Wang Xia said sharply: "I care about you so much, I don't know your bottom yet?" You respect her and show that you love her......"

Lao Qing said frankly: "I do like her, not all men can find feelings for women, not in status, family background, appearance and character." ”

Wang Xia said: "Can you and I find a feeling? ”

Lao Qing said: "At that time, there was, but now there is none." ”

Wang Xia burst out laughing, "Okay, I like this kind of frankness, come, replace wine with tea, cheers!" ”

The two cups collided and almost shattered.

Lao Qing looked at Wang Xia in a daze and said, "I feel like you have changed as a different person." ”

"Is it good or is it going bad? Is it better looking or ugly? ”

"Wang Xia, you are you, your personality is more prominent."

Wang Xia put down the teacup and said leisurely: "Lao Qing, you have also changed." ”

"Got smart or stupid? Getting old or younger? Lao Qing tilted his head and listened quietly.

Wang Xia fell into a kind of memory and muttered: "It's not good, it seems to have become miscellaneous, just like rice porridge, sandwiched with jujubes, guiyuan, walnut kernels, peanut kernels, small red beans ......"

Lao Qing laughed and said, "That's Wucheng Eight Treasure Porridge." ”

"Yes, you're eight porridge! Lao Qing, I heard that you have a very high ability to envelop women, and you especially love to tell women poignant love stories. I'll listen to one. ”

"Who did you listen to? My Lao Qing is a chivalrous man, and he won't make up stories to deceive girls. ”

"Don't take candy." Wang Xia pursed her lips.

"You can't change your Beijing dialect."

"The country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change."

"Okay, I'll tell you one, but I heard about it from the Internet. In a quiet town, there are a pair of very good young lovers, they are inseparable and always snuggle up. The people of the town envy them. The girl looks like a mountain peach tree, has a beautiful face, and a figure like a weeping willow. The boy was also very handsome, tall, with muscles on both arms. But one day, there was a car accident, the girl was seriously injured, she lay in the hospital, and did not wake up for several days and nights. During the day, the boy stayed at her bedside and kept calling out to his loved ones, and at night he ran to the church to pray to God. Half a month has passed, and the girl still hasn't woken up, while the boy is exhausted and emaciated. ……”

Wang Xia sighed and said: "It's really a shameful life, misfortune and blessing rely on, and blessing and misfortune lurk." ”

Lao Qing said, "You turn off the lights." It's more felt that way. ”

Wang Xia turned off the lights, and the room was dark.

Lao Qing continued, "God was finally moved by this infatuated boy, and God asked the boy: 'Are you willing to exchange your life?' The boy nodded without hesitation and said, 'I do!' God said, 'I can wake up your lover, but you will promise to be a dragonfly for three years, will you?' When the boy heard this, he replied firmly: 'I do!' When the day came, the boy had turned into a beautiful blue dragonfly, and he said goodbye to God and hurried back to the hospital. The girl was really awake, and was talking to the male doctor who was treating her, but unfortunately he couldn't hear it. A few days later, the girl recovered and was discharged from the hospital, but she was not happy. She asked around about the boy's whereabouts, but no one knew where the boy had gone. The girl kept looking for her all day long, but the boy, who had already turned into a blue dragonfly, surrounded her from time to time, unable to speak or hug, but could only accompany her silently. Summer passed, the autumn breeze was blowing, and the blue dragonfly had to leave here. So he flew down on the girl's shoulder for the last time. He wanted to caress her face with his wings and kiss her forehead with his tiny mouth, but his weak body still failed to attract her attention. Spring is coming, and the blue dragonfly can't wait to fly in search of his lover. However, he found a tall, handsome man standing next to the girl, who was the doctor in the hospital who had treated her injuries. At that moment, the blue dragonfly fell almost from mid-air. He heard passers-by say how happy the lovers were, how kind and lovely the doctor was, how natural they were in love, and how happy the girl was as usual. The blue dragonfly was so sad that he would often see the male doctor walking with his lovers, and even seeing them kissing in the woods, and he himself could do nothing but occasionally fall on her shoulder. The summer was particularly long, and the blue dragonfly was flying low in agony, and he no longer had the courage to approach his former lover. The melodious words between the girl and the male doctor, the joyful laughter, suffocated him. In the summer of the third year, the blue dragonfly no longer visited her lover. Her shoulder was gently hugged by the male doctor, and her face was gently kissed by the male doctor, and she didn't pay attention to a sad blue dragonfly at all, let alone miss the past. God's promised three-year period is coming soon......"

Lao Qing had heard Wang Xia's cries.

On the last day, Blue Dragonfly's former lover married the male doctor. The blue dragonfly flew quietly into the church and landed on God's shoulder, and he heard a couple of lovers below swear to God: I do! He watched as the male doctor put the gold ring on the hands of his former sweetheart, and then watched them kiss sweetly. The blue dragonfly shed tears of sadness. He almost fainted. God sighed: 'Do you regret it?' The blue dragonfly wiped away her tears, shook her head, and said, 'No! Then God smiled and said, 'Then tomorrow you will become a man.' The blue dragonfly shook her head: "Just let me be a dragonfly for the rest of my life......"

After Lao Qing finished telling this poignant love story, he was already paralyzed.

Wang Xia was still crying, her tears dripping down the tea case.

Lao Qing sat quietly in the dark, and the music stopped, as if the air had condensed.

After a while, Lao Qing heard Wang Xia's voice: "Lao Qing, are you lonely?" ”

"Loneliness is a state of affairs, sometimes I do feel lonely, and sometimes people need to enjoy solitude. Love can sublimate people, but love has ** and low tides, and it cannot always be in **; It is also a pleasure to reminisce about the thrilling ecstasy. I've hurt others, I've been hurt, and people are moving forward in the painful experience. Family affection is the blood inheritance, the love of father and daughter, the love of mother and son, the love of brother and sister, the love of sisters, etc. However, due to the age gap, it is always easy to cut off family affection, or due to living distance and other reasons, you can't enjoy family affection. The friendship between people is more direct and precious. It's hard to know everything in life! Who knows my heart? What is a friend? Friends are when friends are in trouble, draw a knife to help each other, and treat each other with all sincerity. He should cut the candles in the west window together and make suggestions for his friends. Not to mention the three alliances of Liu Guan and Zhang Taoyuan at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, who became brothers in life and death, the seven sages of the bamboo forest in history, the seven sons of Jian'an, and the eight monsters of Yangzhou, etc., are also green plum boiling wine, autumn chrysanthemum cooking tea, the sound of wind and rain, the sound of reading, and the sound of the ear; Family affairs, national affairs, world affairs, everything is concerned. As long as you take care of each other, how can you be in the morning and twilight? The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man Jing Ke, who will never return, and Gao Gao, who often hears the sound of hitting and building, can be called the friend of life and death. Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei's 'persuade the monarch to drink more wine, and there is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west!' It is full of parting emotions between friends. Between friends, sometimes I have a heartfelt conversation with you, which is better than my ten years of firefly snowwork! Sometimes, 'the letter horse is long and the field is growing', pointing out the country and the mountains, and inspiring the words; sometimes 'the pear blossom courtyard dissolves the moon, and the catkins pond has a faint wind. 'Warm heart, love and affection, it is really a thousand glasses of wine, and the friendship is long. The key to life is the word 'balance', but how easy is it to achieve these two words? Lao Qing said this and sighed heavily.

Wang Xia said worriedly: "Lao Qing, you must know that during my time in the United States, there was no family, no love, no friendship, just working hard, whenever I was tired and exhausted, there was only one person sitting on the wide sofa in the villa, drinking tea alone, you don't know how bitter I was!" Some people say that the moon in the United States is round, and I don't think it's round! I am looking up at the bright moon and thinking of my hometown. Sometimes I think of my life as a girl, and I think of you, a jujube forest, shiny red dates, uneven roofs, and two thatched houses with untidy wooden doors. I remember that in the summer evenings, the weather was hot and I learned to bark non-stop. You have a bare little backbone, carry a small bottle, and take me to catch dirt. I'm following you. You take a small bamboo pole and search carefully under the eaves. I turned on my little flashlight and shone it around your guide. At that time, the round cover was lame, black and bright, and they lay there silently, motionless. You quietly poke it with a bamboo pole and drop it on the ground, then you cut it and bottle it. At that time, you had a sense of commodity, and you said that Tulu was a medicinal herb, and you sold it to pharmacies for a dime. ”

"No, two cents a piece." Lao Qing corrected.

"The big ones are two cents a piece, and the small ones are a dime a piece. I remember one night we were carrying a total of six dirt ladies. You went crazy with joy, we hid in a small doorway, you put the vial on the ground, you picked me up, and I circled around the doorway, and I didn't think I knocked down the vial, and the dirt ran away. You are anxious and annoyed, and complain to me: 'Who made you so heavy!' Like a little piglet. I said, "Call you so thin like a monkey!" ”

Lao Qing smiled: "I seem to say that you are a little stupid pig, eating and sleeping all day long, and you have grown fat, so heavy, I almost lost my breath." You say that I am like a monkey, I know how to go into the water to catch the moon, whimsical, dreamy, and want to sell dirt to make a fortune! I said, what's wrong with the monkeys? It is the ancestor of man. Sun Wukong is still a monkey, Qi opened the great sage, made trouble in the heavenly palace, and even the Jade Emperor was afraid of it. ”

Wang Xia said: "I remember I said that the monkey could not escape the palm of the Buddha, although he turned over so many heels, he thought that he had touched the big pillar and sprinkled a bubble of monkey feces, but it was actually the index finger of the Buddha." ”

Lao Qing said: "I remember one time I bought a large handful of dried apricots with the money from selling the soil, and we hid on the roof and ate happily, from noon to afternoon. ”

Wang Xia said: "At that time, dried apricots were not like today's dried apricots, white and bright, crystal clear. The dried apricots were black, sour and sweet, and sometimes covered in pebbles. As a result, at night, I couldn't do it, and my stomach hurt terribly. My mom was in a hurry, carried me on a bicycle, and went to the hospital. Go to the hospital emergency room for a check-up, acute enteritis. ”

Lao Qing said: "The next morning, I heard my mother say that you were in the hospital, and I was so anxious that I was sweating and rushed to the hospital. I see you lying on a hospital bed, with a little white face. Your mom fell asleep next to you. You see me, beckon me to come over. I'm like a person who has made a mistake and quietly come to you. I cried for the first time in front of you, and I cried very sadly. ……”

Wang Xia said: "I remember me saying, Lao Qing, don't cry, it's okay, it's okay." You ask me, 'Does your stomach still hurt?' Actually, my stomach still hurts a little, but I said, 'It doesn't hurt, this medicine is really good.' You put the remaining 8 yuan from the sale of dirt into my hand, and said, "It costs a lot of money to see a doctor, so take this!" I don't want to, you burst into tears, and then my mother woke up, and she didn't close her eyes for half the night, and she said to you, 'Son, don't buy those dried apricots, pears, and apples in the future, those things are too dirty.' You nodded, and the big snot came out. My mom quickly took out a handkerchief to help you wipe your nose, but I didn't think that the more I wiped it, it would be all over the bed. When I saw you like this, I was happy, and I thought: Sun Wukong is still making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, where is it like the Sun Monkey who occupies the mountain in Huaguo Mountain, but it is a bit like a hard little mouse in the nest of the gun. ”

When Lao Qing heard this, he leaned back and smiled and said, "Wang Xia, you remember what happened when we were children. ”

"Of course I remember when I was in the U.S., when I was fine. Another time, you found a piece of tape and led me quietly to the opposite door; You asked me to keep watch, you put the tape firmly on the electric bell, the electric bell kept ringing, the Mrs. Tu opened the door and came out, and the two of us had escaped without a trace. ”

Lao Qing said: "This Tu family locks the door all day long, Mrs. Tu usually wears a cheongsam, and in summer she also holds a flower umbrella, mortals ignore it, put on a broad wife's appearance, go out and take a tricycle, I look angry." ”

Wang Xia said: "I remember one time, a guy brought a thing, the guy knocked on the door, Mrs. Tu came out, happily took the thing, and paid for it. She saw me next to me and said, 'Do you know what this thing is?' Bird's nest, the most precious tonic in the world, have you ever seen it? When I heard this, I said disapprerovingly, 'What's so great about bird's nest, isn't it just swallow?' When Tu Taitu heard this, he was so angry that he locked the door. Then I told you, and you listened, and said, 'Well, dare to run my friend!' The next morning, Mrs. Tu's youngest daughter got out of school on her bicycle, and she probably had to ride again for a while, but she didn't push it to the yard. This little car is really beautiful, 26 type, little red car, the saddle is very high, the little bell is shiny, you see that after the girl entered the hospital, she pulled out the air nose of the bicycle, and then quickly retreated. ”

Lao Qingxi said with a smile: "We hid at the end of the alley and watched, and after a while, the girl came out, got on her bicycle, and fell off after a few steps. She pushed her bicycle out of the alley in frustration. ”

Wang Xia laughed: "I remember that the bicycle repair shop is one stop away from there. ”

Lao Qing said: "This is called what you don't want, don't do it to others." Not only in the way of others, but also in the body of others. ”

Wang Xia stood up, came to the stereo, and changed a CD, which was the music of "Enigma".

This is the sound of nature, drifting and coming, drifting away, drifting away. One moment is the sound of the valley, one moment is the echo of the quiet spring, one moment is the sound of Xiao Xiao's rain, and one moment is the voice of a woman, so that people are in it and enjoy the fun.

Lao Qing was immersed in this fresh and vivid realm, drunk and infatuated.

Wang Xia was also infected by this emotion, she simply sat on the floor and washed her ears.

"Lao Qing, I think Yuting is like a spirit of nature, why is he so young, not like a person in his forties at all, but like a big boy."

Lao Qing said with emotion: "Because he has always retained a pure state of mind, living in the downtown area, spotless." He is so loyal and persistent to love, friendship, and family affection. He has never suffered or had setbacks, but he sees the light of the world, and in his gaze, you will feel a ray of sunshine. He loves life, loves life, is two hundred percent loyal to his friends, we all trust him, we like him, and the girls in the salon especially respect him and adore him. He has also saved the lives and souls of many of his friends. He had a friend who was 50 years old and was in love, and that was his subordinate. The woman's husband suffers from sexual phobia and has not had sex with her for a long time. One day, this talented and beautiful woman suddenly found a feeling in her superior, and the two fell in love together in Cherry Ditch, and the woman was so excited that she fainted, and her lover carried her out of Cherry Ditch. In the future, the two often borrowed business trips for honeymoons, and the top of Wudang Mountain, the top of Huangshan Mountain, and the side of Putuo Temple all left their traces and shadows. But one day, there was a crisis in their love life, and the mass opinion complained about the man's many shortcomings and decided to break up with him. The man had a nervous breakdown and was about to commit suicide by cutting his wrists, when it happened that Yuting's phone rang. After Yuting knew the situation, he immediately took a taxi to her boyfriend's residence and saved the man's life in time. With the help of the Rain Pavilion, the man and the woman get along as ever. Later, Yuting asked the woman, 'Why did you abandon him?' The woman replied: 'Because it was so familiar, I got tired of seeing his shortcomings.' I am such a woman, I can't live without love, and I respect my husband, but I always feel that something is missing. I feel very relaxed when I leave a man; If a man forsoons me, I will be miserable for a week, but I will recover soon. ’”

Wang Xia said: "I studied psychology, Lao Qing, this woman has psychological problems. ”

Lao Qing said: "Another time at a gathering of friends, Yuting found that a girl dancing with him was trembling, and then she actually fell on his shoulder and cried, so he asked her why. It turned out that she was in pain, and she was a married woman, and she had nothing to do with her husband. She fell in love with a married man, who was an excellent man with a thriving career and a talented appearance. For the sake of her lover, the girl finally divorced, but her boyfriend's wife was a good wife and mother, and she had a lovely son, so her boyfriend couldn't divorce and proposed to break up with her. So the girl was in great pain, and for several days, she was sad and depressed. Yuting came to her residence, the bed was in a mess, the red candle was extinguished, Yuting was afraid that she would commit suicide, so he sat with her for a night. Yuting told her a lot of life truths, and talked about the true meaning of where there is no grass at the end of the world, and the girl gradually woke up and started a new life.

Wang Xia said: "I really can't see that Yuting, a person who is elegant and elegant, still has such a profound ideological content. ”

"There are many more such examples. There was also a woman who was very in love with her lover, and suddenly one day, the man proposed to break up, and she really couldn't accept it. Yu Di went to Yuting to complain, saying that she was in pain, and took Yuting to her residence. Under the lamp, the woman talked about the many happy scenes of the year, and she said that as long as the man gave her a look, her heart would be rippling, and the six gods had no master. When it comes to sadness, the pain is unbearable. Yuting persuaded him with good words, the woman wanted to stay in Yuting for the night, but Yuting refused, and the woman sent Yuting to the station and was sincerely convinced of him. ”

"Lao Qing, what if it were you, what would happen to you?"

Lao Qing smiled slyly, "Me? I don't know, I'm going to go with my feelings. ”

Wang Xia sneered, "Lao Qing, I can imagine what you will do." ”

Lao Qing suddenly remembered a scene he personally experienced:

Before Xia Jun arrived in the United States, he suddenly came to his house one night, carrying a bottle of liquor in his hand, and the wine was soaring.

"Xia Jun, what's wrong with you?"

"No, not much, I'm panicking, Lao Qing, I'm going to talk to you."

Lao Qing clearly saw a wine stain on Xia Jun's white dress.

Lao Qing knows that Xia Jun is currently alone, and his emotional life has not been satisfactory. In the previous paragraph, he had a close relationship with a friend in the salon, but then he didn't get over, which hit Xia Jun a lot and hurt him psychologically.

Xia Jun slammed the liquor on the table and asked Lao Qing: "Lao Qing, you are really Lushun, do you say that I am a bad woman?" ”

Lao Qing shook his head, "You are an excellent woman, we all like you." ”

"Tell the truth!" Xia Jun's bloodshot eyes stared at Lao Qing, as if he wanted to see through his internal organs.

"Truth, truth, I am a good citizen." Lao Qing replied tremblingly.

"Am I ugly?" She pointed to her face.

"You? Not ugly, not ugly, white and pure, like a little white free, how cute! There is a personality, there is a thought. ”

"But why did he deceive me? Why? ”

Lao Qing knew who he was referring to.

"If you have a fate, you will gather, if you don't have a fate, you will disperse, go with the flow, and be calm."

"Fart! Is he human? 4 months ago, the rain pavilion was scattered and there was no trace, he was a veteran of the love field. He asked his wife to negotiate with me, and his wife had a big belly and cried like a tearful person, but 4 months ago he said that he was going to marry me, and two months ago his mobile phone was turned off, and I was bombarded indiscriminately, and I couldn't find a target. I was played by him, Lao Qing, I was played by him! Xia Jun said, raised the white wine bottle on the table, and took another big sip.

Lao Qing was so frightened that he almost got under the table.

Xia Jun burrowed into the bathroom like a whirlwind, and Lao Qing only heard the sound of "whooshing" water.

Suddenly, Xia Jun walked out naked, hanging two little white **, holding up the little white belly, and smiled at Lao Qing: "Lao Qing, you are really, I will let you play!" ”

Lao Qing was so frightened that he collapsed under the table, hugged his head and said, "Xia Jun, calm down, I understand your feelings......"

Xia Jun threw herself on the bed and cried whining, she cried so sadly, so desolate...... Lao Qing peeked at her, she was like a little white broiler chicken with lost hair, shrunk on the bed, her body trembling.

Lao Qing really didn't want to hurt her, this woman with strong self-esteem.

Wang Xia asked, "Lao Qing, what do you want?" ”

Lao Qing smiled miserably and shook his head, "I didn't think about anything." What do you want? ”

Wang Xia sighed, "Every woman has a hidden sexual desire in her heart, and I am no exception. After living a life that has remained unchanged for a few years, after meeting you, I suddenly had a stirring in my heart, and I have been burying this restlessness deep in my heart for many days, trying to make myself a good woman. But I'm not a casual woman, I crave love, I want to live a loving life, I want to have a loving sex life. I'm a cleanliness woman, and I believe in cleanliness. I was extremely disgusted by three phenomena, three women complained about their husbands, and one said, "My man is like a collector of electricity, and he comes once a month." One said, "My man is like a newspaper deliverer, and he will be done with a shog in it." The other said that my man seemed to be delivering milk, and he left as soon as he let it go at the door. ”

Lao Qing listened silently, and suddenly he broke the dullness and said, "Wang Xia." He said this gently.

"Have you ever thought about when you were old?"

Wang Xia said: "Is it only the scenery that is in its prime, graceful, and elegant?" The crane hair is childish, and the crane hair in red is also a landscape! You can't pass by, like a snail, shrink into the hard shell of the years, close yourself, and let the prosperity fall into the bottom of your heart, but you should still have the same style, pick the maple leaves in your hands, and board your bright ship with your head high. It is a big pity that Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui's life scenery did not turn to the last side. Teresa Teng is even more so, her charm has become a thing of the past, and her tombstone has become a beautiful scenery in Taipei. Xu Zhimo is even more regretful, the plane crashed, a cloud of smoke, so young and passed away, leaving three Chinese lonely souls, Lin Huiyin, Lu Xiaoman, Zhang Youyi, there is Xu Zhimo's tomb in the red leaves of Xiangshan so far. Marilyn Monroe left her body art empty, and her bright smile was only left in her 30s. The talented girl Zhang Ailing was purple and red when she was young, and when she was old, she lay quietly on the gorgeous Tianjin carpet and quietly left. The tall and arrogant Zhang Guotao died alone in a welfare home in Canada when he was old. Such a death has a poignant beauty, vivid and extreme, but too lonely. If I'm old, Lao Qing, can you see me in your spare time? ”

When Lao Qing heard this, he smiled sadly, "If my legs and feet are fine, even if I am on crutches, I will come to see you." ”

Tears welled up in Wang Xia's eyes and said, "If I die, die alone, I don't know who will help me change my clothes and who will help me wipe my body." ……”

Lao Qing's eyes turned red, "You can really imagine that you want to die when you are just over 30 years old." ”

Wang Xia wiped a handful of tears and said, "Lao Qing, can you come to see me during Qingming?" ”

Lao Qing wiped her tears and nodded, "Yes, I will have red dates in front of your tomb, red, big, sharp and bright." ”

When Wang Xia heard this, big tears rolled down, and she was like a wounded beast, throwing herself into Lao Qing's arms, and using her hot lips to drop countless kisses on Lao Qing's face and neck.

Lao Qing didn't have the strength to push her away, so he subconsciously hugged her tightly. If he doesn't hug her, he thinks it's the biggest hurt to her, the biggest disrespect.

In the hoarseness of the **, in the scorching waves of great emotion, he remembered a poem, although the poem was hazy, vague, and staccato in time. …… Walk, go, go, leave behind the dreams of nothing, leave my footprints, leave my desire for life, and leave my blessings to every woman who has liked me...... On the weekend evening, Lao Qing returned to his home.

As soon as he entered the house, he was simply stunned: the floor was covered with jackfruit, and the color was striped, which was very elegant. The walls are as new as new, and a banner hangs on the front wall of the living room, which is the handwriting of Feitian: Don't crush the white chrysanthemums on the soles of your feet in order to pick the red roses in the distance. The payment is a jade word flying book. Lao Qing's bedroom has been replaced with a brand new double bed, and a set of wardrobes have been replaced on the east wall, maroon and shining. Lao Qing walked into Langyu's room again, it was still the single bed, the head of the bed was full of animal toys, the two walls were two white wood bookcases, close to a white wood wardrobe, and a computer desk was added in front of the window, and the computers, printers, fax machines, and telephones on the table were spotless.

Lao Qing opened the wardrobe, and inside the cabinet was the four seasons clothes of Langyu. In the bookcase, there are literary masterpieces such as "Dream of the Red Chamber", "Plum in the Golden Vase", "Anna Karenina", "Lady Chatterley's Lover", "Confessions", "Snow Country", "Red and Black", as well as fashionable novels such as "Waste Capital", "Chinese Painting", "White Deer Plain", and "An Embroidered Shoe". On the glass of the bookcase is a small light-colored strip that reads: Family collection of books, no loans. There is a mirror frame on the south wall, and inside the frame is the human body lying in the jade. The strong light contrast, Lang Yu turned her beautiful face sideways, her plump and white body stretched out like a small silver fish, revealing her round and strong buttocks, and her little white feet were playfully cocked.

Lao Qing was stunned.

The human body shape of Langyu is so elegant and delicious. Girls like to take human body photos, but the artistic body of Langyu stands out and is unique.

This work must be a masterpiece of the art studio, I don't know if this photographer is a man or a woman, if it is a man, it is really a wise man's eyes, Lao Qingshen is in a trance, thinking about it, I can't help but feel a little jealous.

This night, Lao Qing lost sleep.

Langyu didn't come back either.

Lao Qing was woken up by a hurried mobile phone at noon the next day. It was Yuting who said on the phone that Christmas is coming, and the Golden Rose Cultural Salon is going to hold a Christmas party again, the location is in the Golden Rose Tea, Huang Qiushui is responsible for the layout, Yuting is responsible for notifying friends, and Lao Qing is responsible for organizing the program.

Lao Qing rubbed his eyes and asked, "Is anyone sponsoring?" ”

Yuting said: "Hong Qiang is willing to sponsor 5,000 yuan to entertain himself, friends who appear in the show don't pay for the performance, and the works of some cultural celebrities in the salon, such as Bai Bohua's paintings, Zheng Jiukang's calligraphy, Huang Qiushui and Feitian's poetry collections, and your novels can be used as prizes." ”

Lao Qing said: "This idea is good, because there are many people do not need to prepare dinner, everyone after eating, prepare more fruits, snacks, when the mountain carving in Weihu Mountain to hold a hundred chicken feast, we in Shichahai to hold a hundred tea party, this idea is really high!" ”

Yuting said: "I want to rent a good audio equipment, and there are many singers in the salon. ”

Lao Qing said: "It's better to invite a band to accompany you on the spot and have more emotions." ”

Yuting said: "There has to be Bula M. OK, some friends don't look at the screen and can't memorize the lyrics. ”

Lao Qing said: "Listen to you, but be sure to put a few more discos in the middle, rock, the cooler the better!" ”

Yuting said: "This time we must make trouble until zero o'clock, I don't know what happened in the past few years, the general party will disperse at 10 o'clock, and everyone will be restless." ”

Lao Qing said: "It's not about making money, many people are trying to make money, digging out their minds, and they don't have more thoughts to hug and hug." Some people are looking at whether there are any relationships that can be used in the salon, and some girls are looking at whether there is a boss who can do things, and they are looking for some new faces. Everything is in a kind of turmoil, and in the turmoil we strive for survival and development. ”

Yuting said: "But our Golden Rose Cultural Salon is a high-grade and high-level cultural salon. ”

Lao Qing sighed: "It is not a paradise, it is also the core of society that lives in the turmoil of wind and thunder." ”

In the afternoon, Wang Xia called, and Lao Qing told her about the Christmas party.

Wang Xia said: "I will produce a plasma TV, 100,000 yuan, as the first prize." ”

Lao Qing said with a smile: "You are extraordinary, but these works of friends cannot be used as second and third prizes, cultural salons, no culture; The salon of culture, which devalues culture. ”

Wang Xia said: "You can use your friends' works as friendship awards. ”

Lao Qing said: "Your idea is good, friendship is important, Wang Xia, I think your planning is also first-class." ”

Wang Xia smiled brightly.

In the past few days, Lang Yu has not shown up.

Lao Qing called her phone and turned it off.

Lao Qing is a little hairy.

Langyu, Langyu, she's angry with me? This little clever ghost, she must have a hunch that my relationship with Wang Xia has made new progress, what does she smell?

No, maybe she met her bosom friend, had an affair, and lived in that Prince Charming's house.

Thinking of this, Lao Qing couldn't help but shudder.

He really likes to make jade so much, and in this Xiangxi girl, he found a special feeling. This feeling is **, sacred. You can't find it in any other woman. Because of this, he respected Langyu and didn't dare to touch her easily, as if he was worshipping an idol. Lang Yu's every move and every look in his eyes attracted his great attention and caused him to tremble. Over the years, he has been adrift, he has been turbulent, he feels like a lonely boat, in the sea of people in life, but since Langyu lived in his house, only a few meters away, he felt steady, quiet, sleeping sweetly, almost no dreams. Her concentration made Lao Qing as solid as a rock, standing there steadily. He and Wang Xia can't find this feeling, although they are cordial, although they have no guesses, similar to childhood sweethearts, but he always feels that Wang Xia is a sister and has a feeling of sister and brother. I haven't seen him for decades, but now I meet again, I am naturally happy, and Wang Xia is a fast talker, she has no guilt against him, she is frank and open, like a chivalrous woman. The parting scene of Wang Xia going to the United States made him unforgettable, and he always felt sorry. That night, the two were as gentle as jade, fish and water together, Lao Qing felt that it was a natural thing, the two had known each other for many years, and they were both single, and they should be courteous, natural and appropriate. But after returning, Lao Qing felt empty again, and even forgot all about Wang Xia's privacy, only remembering that there was an obvious red mole. But Lao Qing is playing with jade, but otherwise, the small and micro places are lingering. Langyu was happy, humming a little song, Lao Qing saw and listened to it, and was naturally happy. Lang Yu frowned, his eyes locked, and Lao Qing was also a little worried. Even got Yu into a taxi, Lao Qingsheng was afraid that the driver would take a nap and have a car accident. Now that he has seen Langyu's body artwork, Lao Qing's heart is sour, thinking about it, for fear of being taken over by other men, and afraid that the photos will be scattered to the society and stain Langyu. He had heard that the painter Zheng Rong had taken photos of Xinrui's body art, which were circulated to the society and included in a collection of Chinese body art, but at that time, Xinrui was Zheng Rong's wife and mannequin after all. Later, Xinrui married Lao Qing, and Lao Qing held Xinrui's body art collection, and he didn't think so. But the treatment of Langyu is completely different, Langyu is not Lao Qing's wife, and he has not had an affair with Lao Qing, but Lao Qing has always regarded Langyu as his own piece of beautiful jade, no one can touch it, if anyone touches it, Lao Qing will rush up and fight hard!

But for a few days, there was no news about the mud cow entering the sea.

Lao Qing sighed to himself: The yellow crane is gone, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years.

Lao Qing asked several sisters who were in contact with Langyu, and they all said that they hadn't seen Langyu recently.

Lao Qing went to the nightclub where Langyu held a fashion show again, and the people there also said that Langyu hadn't come to work for a long time.

This is a big deal.

Lao Qing began to seriously organize the program list of the Golden Rose Christmas party, Shi Hongmei sang the Kunqu opera "Peony Pavilion", Huang Qiushui recited the poem "Looking for Yourself", Hu Yue sang "Loess High Slope", Yin Zhiguang recited "I am Chinese", Mo Yuanji performed a change of face, Li Chunbo sang "Xiaofang" solo, Mu Mu recited Guo Xiaochuan's poems, Suizi performed a solo dance "Red Belly Pocket", Hong Qiang performed the pantomime "Chinese Man in Chinatown", Bao Haihong sang "Where the Peach Blossoms Bloomed", and Mongolian singer Gegenqimuge sang "Prairie Hymn".

Lao Qing was ready to let the famous young poet Feitian recite a poem "It's Good to Know You", but Feitian's mobile phone kept turning off. He thought that maybe he had gone on a business trip to another place, or he was in an ancient temple in the deep mountains, and the signal communication was not good, or he lived alone and chanted poetry, and he didn't want outsiders to disturb him, so he gave up.

Every time Lao Qing gathers in the salon, he has to recite a new work of his own. But at this party, Lao Qing didn't want to recite anymore. He wanted to tell a joke story, which he had seen on the Internet not long ago, and he thought it was ridiculous, because the computer that Langyu had newly bought could access the Internet. That time he sat in front of the computer, and couldn't help but laugh, saliva trickling down, dripping and wetting the new sheet of the jade, which was embroidered with a big red peony, and his saliva wet the stamen of the peony flower...... He is going to ask Yuting to tell a story too, Yuting is very good at making up stories, good at creating suspense, he not only writes poems well, but also writes novels vividly.

Christmas Eve has finally arrived. The city of Beijing is filled with a warm and festive atmosphere, with major commercial buildings and hotels decorated with lights, tall Christmas trees, and flickering lights. Santa Claus smiled slightly and galloped along the carriage towed by the multicolored deer. Santa Claus waves to passers-by from time to time, and melodious music wafts around.

The golden rose tea house on the shore of Shichahai is also flickering, the lights on the tall Christmas trees on both sides of the door are blinking, less than 7 in, the tea house is crowded, the rain pavilion, Laoqing, Huang Qiushui, etc. are busy, beckoning salon friends to take a seat. In the middle hung the "Golden Rose Christmas Party" red cloth and gold banner, the band played a cheerful tune, and people were beaming with joy and saying peace to each other.

At half past seven, the party began. Sima Nan and Graceful presided over the party, and after a brief congratulatory message from the Yuting representative salon, the performance began. Yin Zhiguang, a famous recitation performance artist, first recited "I am Chinese", and his passionate performance won a warm applause from the participants. Immediately followed by Lao Qing telling a story.

Lao Qing said on stage: "Friends, in the past, when we got together to perform, I always recited a poem, or "My Heart", or "My Liver", and today I want to tell you a story. He ordered the attendant: "Put out the lamp and raise the candle." ”

Lei Ting smiled on the side: "Lao Qing doesn't know what new tricks there are tonight." ”

Wang Xia sat down and looked at Lao Qing intently, for fear that he would make a joke. Her newly bought plasma TV was placed on the left side of the stage, and several people's eyes were already on it.

Lao Qing saw that the lights were out and the candles were flickering, so he said vividly: "I saw this story from the Internet,"

Once upon a time there was a man who had a girlfriend.

He loved her more than anyone else in the world.

But one day, his girlfriend left him ruthlessly, and didn't even give him a reason.

Watching his girlfriend being shopping by others' hands, he was in pain and lost his mind. Finally one day he killed her. Originally, he planned to kill her and kill himself. But when he was about to die, he felt the preciousness of life.

Since then, he has been plagued by nightmares every day, in which his girlfriend is naked, with her hair disheveled, her red tongue hanging down to the ground, and her ten fingers like hooks come to ask for his life. The nightmare tormented him like a bone, and one day, he found a Taoist priest who had sought to get rid of it. The Taoist priest asked him to do three things: first, bury his girlfriend's body properly, second, burn the pajamas that his girlfriend wore before her death, and third, wash the bloody clothes that were hidden.

Everything must be done before the third watch, or there will be a fatal disaster!

He followed the instructions of the Taoist priest and did everything very carefully, but the bloody clothes could not be found. The third watch was about to be over, and beads of sweat dripped down his face and wet the carpet.

When he was about to go to the third watch, he found a bloody coat on the ground, but no matter how he rubbed it, he couldn't wash it off.

At this time, suddenly the wind was fierce, and lightning and thunder roared. The windows swayed from side to side as the wind struck, and the sound of glass shattering made people's hearts beat even more, and suddenly all the lights went out, and the whole room was dark.

In the lightning, I saw his girlfriend wearing blood-stained pajamas, with blood dripping from her eyes, and pointed at him with a hideous face and said, "Do you know why you can't wash off the bloodstains?" He was so stunned that he couldn't speak...... At this time, the venue was silent.

The door opened, a gust of wind blew in, and the candle flame flickered.

Feitian walked in in an overcoat, his face haggard and tired, covered in snowflakes.

"It's snowing!" People exclaimed.

Feitian said calmly: "His girlfriend said: 'Because you didn't use the carved transparent soap!'" ’”

There was a burst of laughter.

Lao Qing exclaimed: "Flying! ”

Yuting stepped forward and said, "Feitian, we've been looking for you, but your phone always turns off." ”

Feitian burst into tears and said, "Friends, I am here to say goodbye to you, life is beautiful, precious, and at the same time short, come in a hurry, and leave in a hurry......"

Feitian couldn't cry at this point.

"What's wrong? Flying. Huang Qiushui was also stunned.

Feitian tried his best to hide his inner turmoil, and said: "Not long ago, the doctor diagnosed me with liver cancer and asked my family to prepare for the future. Because I have been living in the infectious disease hospital, I am afraid that you will know that it is inconvenient to visit me. But I miss my friends, the Christmas party, the annual party, I don't want to leave you, I don't want to lose you, I came from the hospital to say goodbye to you! ......" Speaking of this, Feitian was already in tears.

The audience was solemn, and after a while there was a muffled cry, which was the heartfelt voice of the women in the salon.

Feitian took out a paper bag from his arms and said, "This is my little manuscript fee, and now I take it out as the activity fund of the salon, and it is also a little bit of my heart......"

Yuting held Feitian's hands tightly, and he also burst into tears, Yuting said: "You are seriously ill now, and you need money more, so you should keep this money." ”

Feitian shook his head and said, "This is my heart, friends, is there anything more precious in the world than friendship?" I was five years old when I was Chinese New Year's Eve to become famous, with the help of my friends, it was Sharon who gave me a second life, when I first came to Beijing, it was Salon's friend who borrowed my house to live, it was Salon's friend who helped me publish my first poem, it was Salon who held many seminars to criticize and correct my poetry, or Salon's friend published the first report about me in the newspaper. When I fell out of love, it was Salon's friends who gave me guidance and warmth. I was attacked by villains, and it was Sharon's friends who attacked me and defended my reputation, and Sharon's friends helped me publish my first book of poetry. That year, a neurotic person from other places went to Beijing to complain, saying that my poems had plagiarized his poems, and that Lao Qing was upset and broke into the man's hotel to debate right and wrong. The man said that Li Bai and Du Fu also plagiarized his poems, and people suddenly realized. In recent years, my fame has grown, and I have also been favored by some girls, my life has been disturbed to a certain extent, once a girl broke into my house with my poetry collection, while talking about poetry, while crying silently, it was Lao Qing who came to relieve the siege. There was a shepherdesss in Gansu who sold her sheep, bought a train ticket, traveled thousands of miles to Beijing, stayed in a hotel, called me and said that she would sacrifice her chastity for me, or she would commit suicide for me and stain her poetry collection with blood. Yuting went to the meeting alone, found the girl, and persuaded her to leave Beijing. The salon is my home and I can't leave my home......"

At this point, Feitian was left with only a whimper.

Lao Qing was also passionate, he held Feitian's shoulder and said, "Brother Feitian, why didn't you tell us earlier?" ”

At this time, Wang Xia had quietly gone out and asked the flower shop lady to send a large flower basket, which contained 99 red roses, red and bleak, bright and bright.

Wang Xia placed the flower basket in front of Feitian, and Feitian's pale face suddenly became much more ruddy.

Yuting whispered to Feitian: "How long have you been hospitalized?" ”

Feitian replied sadly: "Two months." ”

"After taking two B-ultrasounds, two experts came to the same conclusion."

Yuting muttered: "Feitian, Feitian, is it really impossible to fly now?" ”

Feitian bowed deeply to everyone. Said affectionately: "I have participated in the salon for ten years, and I have been with you through thick and thin for ten years. I'm a poet, and I'm going to recite a new poem to you before I leave, called "Goodbye, Friend" ......"

Feitian choked back tears and began to recite the new work in a low voice.

Outside the window, the wind and snow are mixed, and the white velvet snowflakes are falling, and there is already a silvery world outside. The surface of the lake in Shichahai is white.

Yuting, Huang Qiushui, Lao Qing, Xinxin, Suizi, Mumu, Yinling, Thunder, Graceful, Hong Qiang, Wang Xia, etc. all shed tears. In the warm and sincere applause, friends gathered around Feitian, and some stepped forward to hug him goodbye.

Suiko is pregnant again, she is wearing a wide thick cloth skirt, black leather pants, and a bulging belly, she hugs Feitian, and the thick sexy lips leave a clear red mark on Feitian's face. In normal times, Lao Qing would always make a witty joke, but at this moment, this situation and this scene encode where there is a humorous mood.

Xin Xin is particularly beautiful tonight, she is wearing a red leather coat, showing her petite and delicate figure, black hair is high, and her two eyes are like two apricots. She simply threw herself into the sky, choking back tears, hugging the flying sky tightly, and kissing the flying sky affectionately.

When Lao Qing saw this scene, he had a sour feeling in his heart. He saw that Xinxin's body was trembling violently, and the two of them hugged each other tightly and kissed passionately, as if they were in a situation where no one was around.

Yuting instructed the band to play "Let the World Be Full of Love".

Feitian and Novel are still kissing.

Christmas bells are ringing, snowflakes are falling, candles are flickering, and people's blood is boiling!

Lao Qing was also deeply affected by this scene, and couldn't help hugging Wang Xia and kissing her.

Thunder hugged the curvaceous and kissed affectionately.

"Romantic, so romantic! Let's fall in love, let the family blood be connected, let the love be unforgettable, and let the friendship last forever! Let's hug, let's kiss! Huang Qiushui burst into tears, screaming excitedly, looking for a target. He caught the silver bell, which was wearing a black dress embroidered with light patterns, and was shrinking a corner.

Huang Qiushui picked up the silver bell in both hands and spun it on the ground, he shouted: "Friends, do you say I'm old? I'm not old, I'm young, 60 years old, life has just begun! ”

Yinling made him breathless and said, "Huang Lao, take it easy, don't be angry." ”

Huang Qiushui put down the silver bell and kissed her.

Yinling took a breath and said, "Huang Lao, you haven't brushed your teeth for a few days?" ”

Huang Qiushui sighed and whispered: "I have been rushing to a manuscript for the past two days, and I have stayed up for two nights, and my heart is too hot. ”

Yinling's face turned to one side and said, "Your beard is too prickly!" ”

"Go back and scrape, go back and shave, Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Huang Qiushui hugged the silver bell tightly.

Mumu and Suizi hugged and kissed.

Suiko said, "Don't lock your arms around my neck, I can't breathe." Tap, tap. ”

Mu Mu smiled and said, "This is called can't help it." ”

Suizi said: "We are friends, my love has not yet been born!" ”

The shepherd said, "But you have sown a lot of seed." ”

"Nasty!" Hoiko said, kissing Makiko on the face.

Mu Mu said: "In a moment my face will be a monkey's ass!" ”

When Suizi heard this, she leaned back and smiled backwards.

Hong Qiang respectfully walked up to Xia Jun, bowed, and said, "Miss Xia, we are all coming back from the United States, I hope you can accept my kiss." ”

Xia Jun smiled and said, "You are quite a gentleman tonight, who is that woman next to Lao Qing?" ”

Hong Qiang looked at Lao Qing and Wang Xia and said: "Her name is Wang Xia, she is Lao Qing's old neighbor, and she also came back from the United States, I heard that she is very rich, and Lao Qing is working for her......"

"Oh." Xia Jun looked at Wang Xia in surprise.

"Lao Qing's Yanfu is not shallow, what about the model lady named Langyu?"

Hong Qiang said: "It seems to be a different dream in the same house, I don't know, I don't know why Langyu didn't come tonight?" ”

Xia Jun said quietly: "The sun in the east is raining in the west, and the cutting is continuous, and the reason is still messy." ”

Hong Qiang carefully hugged Xia Jun and kissed her.

Xia Jun whispered, "Why are you so skilled?" ”

Hong Qiang's eyes flashed with cunning, and he said, "Because I am a Chinese man in Manhattan." ”

Yuting was very happy to see his friends hugging each other, and he was the only one who wandered around the house alone.

He watched the wind and thunder and the graceful hug and whispered softly.

Graceful said: "It's an old husband and wife, we have known each other for 20 years." ”

Lei Tinghan smiled: "No, you were still a little girl when I met you." I remember you being my art model, stripped naked behind the screen, when you walked into my sight, I was simply stunned, it was really like a goddess descending to earth, your spotless and beautiful carcass, innocent demeanor, a pair of big eyes as clear as water, all made me excited. ……”

Graceful also said affectionately: "When I saw you, I thought you were a big Buddha, with a kind face, pure and innocent, and a kind look in your eyes." I feel very safe with you, I have something to rely on, and I am very happy, as if we were very familiar with each other in our previous lives. ”

"It's a fate......" Thunder sighed softly.

"But why don't you marry me?"

"My career has not yet succeeded, once my career is successful, I will immediately hold a grand wedding with you, and ask Yuting to preside."

Yuting came to the door and gently pushed the door open.

In the snow, there was a snowman standing at the door, and it was clear that there was a graceful white snowwoman. She was dressed in a white leather coat, covered with snow, with a white porcelain face, a pair of mercury-like eyes, tears welling up, and snow frost on her black eyelashes.

It's Xue'an, a wanderer at the end of the world.

"Snow Temple!" Yuting shouted in surprise.

"Why are you here?"

Xue'an smiled slightly, on Christmas Eve, the Golden Rose party, I was uninvited, why didn't I come? I'm a golden rose, too!

Yuting was a little excited, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Is it really my snow hermitage? Santa Claus, what a precious gift you have given me on this happy Christmas night!

Xue'an excitedly threw herself into Yuting's arms, Yuting felt the softness of her body, her rapid trembling, and a fragrant fragrance came to her nose.

When Xue An's soft lips gently touched Yuting's cheek, she called out from the bottom of her heart: "Yuting, I love you!" My life and yours are connected......"

After saying that, Xue An almost fainted on Yuting's shoulder...... Sometimes there are really happy events in the world, and joy is even greater. Xue'an wandered the world, smiling proudly, returning to Beijing, boldly showing love to Yuting, friendship finally sublimated the realm of love, and the world's lovers were finally reunited, which was a great joy. Friends at the salon were pleasantly surprised. That night, Lao Qing was sitting at home reading, and Huang Qiushui called; Lao Qing picked up the phone and heard Huang Qiushui laughing.

"What are you laughing at? Did the Yiren come back, or did they pick up the next big ingot on the way? Lao Qing asked curiously.

"Lao Qing, Lao Qing, the sun really came out of the west, Xue'an couldn't find a feeling in the rain pavilion before, but now the disaster is not dead, after several tempering, I finally found the feeling, I hit it off, this is a joy, and now I am happy again......" Huang Qiushui's panting, Lao Qing heard it.

"What's the joy of?"

"Feitian didn't have an incurable disease, it was a doctor's misdiagnosis, he had hepatitis......"

"Really?" When Lao Qing heard this, he jumped up excitedly, and the teacup fell to the ground and shattered.

"What's going on there?"

"The teacup is broken."

"Okay, the years are safe!"

Lao Qing said: "This is good news! This is in response to Song Zuying's song "Today is a Good Day". ”

"We have to let Feitian treat you, drink two cups, and drink him drunk before resting!"

"I wonder if he's cured of liver disease?"

"The contagion period has long passed, tonight in Donglaishun, let him set a table, the boss of Donglaishun and I are buddies, let him give him a discount, and I will bring two bottles of Wuliang liquid."

At 6 o'clock in the evening, a private room in the East Laishun Hotel on Wangfujing Street was very lively. Yuting, Xue'an, Huang Qiushui, Mumu, Suizi, Xinxin, Xueting, and Graceful came one after another, Lao Qing stepped forward to hug Feitian, and said in surprise: "You kid is so blessed, Lord Yama took a turn there and came back." ”

Feitian's face turned red, and he said in a loud voice: "Thanks to everyone, thanks to everyone, there is a false alarm." ”

Lao Qing smiled: "That night, I shed a lot of tears. ”

Feitian said humorously: "I saw you crying, and the girl who likes my poems shed a lot of tears, and the novelty made my shoulders wet." I saw you and Mr. Wang kissing each other. ”

Lao Qing said: "My tears are swallowed in my stomach. ”

Feitian, Lao Qing, and Hong Qiang walked to the private room, and everyone was very happy when they saw Feitian.

Yuting said: "Flying to the sky, flying to the sky, I think you also fly to the sky, and you can't go to the ground." ”

Huang Qiushui sighed and said: "A thousand times in love with the old tour at night, he is uncertain about his life." Pedestrians don't ask about the year, Haiyan leans alone on the building when she flies. ”

Yuting said: It should be 'thinking about a thousand times at night, reminiscing about the old travel, and it is difficult to know this life in this life.' Pedestrians should ask about the year, Haiyan flies high and does not lean on the building. ’

Feitian said: If I don't have a soul, what is the use of this body? But if there is a soul, what if there is a shell? It's just that I can't bear these friends.

Hong Qiang said: "People die for money, birds die for food, let's still drink bars." ”

Huang Qiushui said: "The snow is sad and his heart is sad, and the old years are like smoke." The weather is cold, and the wine comes to the east, and the roses are still broken and sleeping. ”

Yuting said: "You changed Mr. Qiubai's poem. ”

Everyone sat down, and Mr. Donglai Shun came in to toast with a smile. Everyone was in a hurry. Donglai Shun always said: "Today's mutton of your shabu-shabu is the mutton of the little sheep of the Xilin Gol prairie, the skin is thin and the meat is tender, everyone eats and drinks well." ”

Lao Qing raised his glass and said: "Boss, I salute you, Donglai Shun is Shun, Shun, smooth sailing, purple Qi Donglai Shun, Shun to the end!" The Pavilion in the Rain, the Nunnery in the Snow, Shun! Flying in the sky, colorful and gorgeous, Shun! Brother Lei Ting and his curvaceous sister-in-law, raise their eyebrows, talented and beautiful, Shun! Autumn water Yiren, floating across the ocean, riding the wind and waves, Shun! The silver bell rings in the ears, and the lotus flowers of the Buddha case are blooming, Shun! Born with ears, plump fruits, crumbling, abundant grains, Shun! Shepherd is not woody, the spirit is flying, running back and forth, Shun! Hong Qiang gathers wealth, the financial resources are rolling, the financial road is accessible, and smooth! Novel and outstanding, youthful, red face and good life, Shun! ……”

Xin said: "What about Lao Qing? ”

Huang Qiushui raised his glass and said: "I'll talk about the old celebration, every day for the New Year, firecrackers are ringing, every day into the cave room, the flowers and candles are endless, the old celebration every year, the old celebration of the month, the old celebration every day, Shun!" ”

Lao Qing smiled from ear to ear and said, "I marry my daughter-in-law every day for the New Year, and set off firecrackers every day, so you can listen to it!" But now it's forbidden. ”

The herdsman said, "Then you can go to the countryside and release it." ”

Lao Qing stuffed a large piece of mutton into his mouth and said: "I still remember when I was a child, I picked up waste firecrackers and stuffed them into my padded jacket pocket. ”

Hong Qiang said: "Look at your little bit of interest. ”

The boss of Donglai Shun said a few more words and left the private room.

Lao Qing asked Feitian: "If you die, what is your biggest regret?" ”

Suizi said: "Lao Qing, how can you talk about death? How unlucky. ”

Lao Qing said: "I ask a realistic question."

Feitian thought for a while and replied: "The happiest thing for me is to have many like-minded friends here, and the most regrettable thing is that there is no one who knows him." ”

Lao Qing said: "You are so famous, you come and go in a hurry, your whereabouts are uncertain, and there are countless girls who worship you, how can you not have a good face." ”

Feitian said, "The red face is known, but it is impossible to find, this may be a kind of fateful arrangement." ”

Huang Qiushui sighed: "Yiren and I can be described as a love match and love at first sight. She is my confidant, and it is enough for me to have a strange woman here in my life. The people said to me, 'You were my lover, you are still my lover, you will be my lover, you will always be my lover!' I don't like to be your wife, I'm willing to be your lover. I was really touched when I heard it, I was so happy! I use most of the money I save every year to pay for her visits, and I have no regrets. ”

Feitian said: "Although the famous poet Xu Zhimo only lived for 36 years, he has no regrets, there are three outstanding women who connect his life, namely Zhang Youyi, Lin Huiyin and Lu Xiaoman, Zhang Youyi's shrewdness, Lin Huiyin's talent, and Lu Xiaoman's charm constitute the three gorgeous scenery in Xu Zhimo's life." After Xu Zhimo died in a plane crash, these three outstanding women held a funeral for him in Beiping. Lin Huiyin and Xu Zhimo have been in love for many years, and married Liang Sicheng for many reasons. ”

Xue'an said: "She is talented, and she has also written novels, essays, and poems, and Lin Huiyin's anthology has been published. ”

Lao Qing said: "She seems to have seen the great poet Tagore. ”

Feitian said: "Lu Xiaoman is also a peerless beauty, Xu Zhimo once described her: a pair of eyes are also talking, and the eyes are rippling, the secret of the heart spring." Lu Xiaoman was born with a melon seed face, small and cute. The eyes are not big, but they are full of magic, and the stature is not high, but they are graceful and moving. Her every move, every smile and smile is unique. ”

Lao Qing said: "Especially her understory demeanor, elegant and beautiful, intoxicating." She has light makeup and elegant makeup, no powder, only a pair of flat loafers and a woolen vest, and she will fall into the city. ”

Yuting said: "Hu Shi said: 'Lu Xiaoman is a must-see scenery. Liu Haisu said: "Who knew that standing in front of us was a beautiful and radiant girl, and it turned out that she was Lu Xiaoman, who was famous in Beijing's social circles." Liu Haisu also said: "The quatrains she wrote old poems are fresh and pretty, and have the characteristics of Ming and Qing poems; Writing articles contains grace, is very beautiful, and has no carved atmosphere. Her fine brushwork flowers and light ink landscapes are quite in the tradition of the Song people's courtyard. And the new style novels she wrote are witty and straightforward. She loves to read, and she reads a lot of novels in the original English version. ’”

Huang Qiushui said: "Some people say that there are Mei Lanfang among men and Lu Xiaoman among women, all of whom are excellent portraits, as long as they have seen both sides of it, they are all moved by their sincerity." ”

Xue'an said: "But I prefer Lin Huiyin, if Lu Xiaoman is a red rose, Zhang Youyi is a starry sky, then Lin Huiyin is a white chrysanthemum." Her cultural heritage, her temperament, her broad mind, her unpretentiousness, and her talent are all first-class. ”

Lao Qing said: "I think Xue'an has the shadow of Lin Huiyin, and the previous Dream Garden is a bit like Lu Xiaoman." ”

Xue An smiled: "You can't compare me to my old friend so simply. ”

Mu Mu said: "I prefer Qu Qiubai, he is a typical literati. He has a poem "Huanxi Sha", 'Willing to carry ups and downs and everything is empty, the years are like water flowing east, and the heart is in vain to be a hero.' The lake and the sea inhabit the dream of the late grass, the river city lives up to the falling flowers, and the dusk is close to the sunset. He left behind a "superfluous word", written very frankly, without any mask, almost like Rousseau's "Confessions".

Lao Qing said: "I remember him saying in "Superfluous Words" that the world is still very beautiful for me. Everything new, fighting, and brave is advancing. The flowers and fruits, the mountains and waters, the majestic factories and chimneys, and the light of the moon seemed brighter than ever. But farewell, beautiful world! The energy of a lifetime has been exhausted, and there is only one body left. In short, the burlesque is finally over. The stage was empty. It's in vain to have any nostalgia. The good thing is that you get a 'great' rest. As for the shell, maybe it's up to me. Farewell, everything in this world. At last...... Russian Gorky's "Forty Years", "The Life of Clemo Sattin", Turgenev's "Luding", Leo Tolstoy's "Anna Karenina", China's Lu Xun's "The True Story of Ah Q", Mao Dun's "Turbulence", and Cao Xueqin's "Dream of Red Mansions" can all be read again. Chinese tofu is also very delicious, the first in the world. Farewell! Huang Qiushui sighed: "Those who know me say that I am worried; Those who do not know me say what I want. ”

Hong Qiang said: "The shabu mutton in Donglaishun, Beijing, China is also very delicious, especially the small sheep meat in the Xilin Gol prairie of Inner Mongolia. ”

Lao Qing glanced at him and said, "You know how to eat!" Qu Qiubai was also very heroic before he died. He walked into Changting Zhongshan Park, which was heavily guarded by tourists, and a table of wine and food was placed in the octagonal pavilion. He walked to the octagonal pavilion, and according to the arrangement of the special service company commander, he took pictures in front of the pavilion first. He had his hands on his back, his legs apart, and a smile. After the photo was taken, he sat with his back to the north and south, pouring himself a drink, as if no one was around. During the wine, he sang "The Internationale" and "Red Army Song" several times. He sang again: 'The rest of the public is a little pleasure; Sleep peacefully at night is a great pleasure; Passing away for a long time, for the real happiness also! After the song, he strolled to the execution ground, holding a cigarette in his hand, looking forward to it, and kept chanting slogans for the people. Walking to a lawn under Luohan Ridge, he sat cross-legged, smiled at the executioner and nodded, saying, 'This is the right place, shoot!' The whistle fell, the guns rang out, and Qu Qiubai, who was 36 years old at the time, bravely took justice. ……”

Huang Qiushui sighed: "The sunset is bright and chaotic in the mountains, and the cold spring of fallen leaves is endless. I have endured it for ten years, and my heart is half empty. ”

Xin greeted him: "Don't worry about the ancients anymore, the meat is old, hurry up and shake it." ”

Hong Qiang took a bunch of meat with chopsticks, stuffed it into his mouth, and choked a few times.

Lao Qing said: "Don't worry, some are meat, there are herds of cattle and sheep on the Xilin Gol grassland, and there are also Hulunbuir grasslands." ”

Feitian raised his glass and said: "Everyone is happy for me tonight, it's not easy to get together, I sit with you for a glass, I usually don't smoke or drink, I will dry this cup tonight!" He drank it all down.

When Lao Qing saw it, he was interested and said, "For the sake of the flying sky, I will have a submarine." ”

Silver Bell asked, "What is a submarine?" ”

Lao Qing shouted: "Waiter! ”

The waiter stepped in.

Lao Qing said: "The whole draft beer is here." ”

Suddenly, the waiter came in with a large draft beer and put it in front of Lao Qing.

Lao Qing angrily raised a small wine glass containing white wine and put it into the draft beer. He held his hand in his hand and shouted, "Is there a shouter?" Look! Saying that, he drank the liquor in the small shot glass with draft beer and drank it all.

Novelty was stunned.

Suizi saw that Lao Qing's face was flushed, and asked, "Lao Qing, are you okay?" ”

Lao Qing shook his head, his eyes red.

Yinling looked at the big shot glass with draft beer, and then looked at the small wine glass crooked in the glass, and said, "This is called a submarine, and it really dives to the end." Isn't it a nuclear submarine? ”

Huang Qiushui stood up slowly, held a bottle of Wuliang liquid and said, "Lao Qing, don't worry about it, I dare to argue with you!" I dare to drink this half bottle of liquor in one go, believe it or not? ”

Lao Qing rolled his eyes and said, "I've never seen mosquitoes peeing, I don't believe it!" ”

"If I drink, what will you give me?"

"I'll do whatever you want me to do." Lao Qing did not show weakness.

Yuting persuaded: "Old Huang, you have already drunk a lot just now, forget it, don't drink it anymore." ”

Xue'an also said: "Huang Lao, don't be vindictive, drink too much and hurt your body......"

Huang Qiushui's eyes widened, waved his hand and said, "I, Huang Qiushui, didn't ...... If I'm not drunk, I'm going to fight for this breath, I'll drink! As he spoke, he drank it all.

Huang Qiushui sat down on the chair after drinking. He pointed at Lao Qing with his finger and said, "Lao Qing, I've drunk it!" ”

Lao Qing looked at Huang Qiushui in a daze and asked, "What do you want me to do?" ”

Huang Qiushui said amazingly: "I want to see your dick!" ”

When everyone heard this, they were stunned.

Yuting said: "Drunk, drunk, Huang Lao, you change your joke." ”

"No, I'm going to see his cock, and here it is." Huang Qiushui said word by word.

Novel stood up and said, "Then let's go." ”

Yukian also stood up.

Huang Qiushui waved his hand.

Lao Qing walked up to Huang Qiushui and said, "Am I still unable to admit defeat if I lose?" ”

Huang Qiushui was out of breath and waved his hand again.

Lao Qing said: "Otherwise, let's go to the bathroom ......."

Huang Qiushui waved his hand again, and then slid to the ground like an eel, and for a moment, he snored loudly.

Lao Qing grimaced at everyone, grinned and said, "Haha, I escaped a catastrophe." ”

Novel said, "Look at your beauty." ”

When Lao Qing got home, he saw that the door of the small bedroom was closed, he gently pushed the door open, and saw Lang Yu lying on the bed, holding a copy of "Mirage Chronicles" to read.

Lao Qing was overjoyed and shouted, "Langyu, where have you been these days?" Don't make a phone call either. ”

Lang Yu showed a snow-white face of a small melon seed, and said angrily: "Are you still coming back?" I thought I'd run headlong into my old neighbor's house. ”

Lao Qing grinned, "Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors." The two little ones have no guesses, since they were young, they have enough dates to listen to and eat, and a bamboo pole can't beat the dates on two trees. ”

Lang Yu snorted, turned around, turned his head in, and went to turn the book again.

Lao Qing leaned on the head of the bed and said, "I miss your burden." ”

Lang Yu said: "Let's eat your American salad, my aunt doesn't have this mind now." ”

Lao Qing put his arm on her shoulders and said, "But you want to kill me, where did you go?" I'm about to post a missing person notice in the Beijing Evening News. ”

"I'm going to play with Teacher Ning." Langyu lengthened her voice.

"Which Teacher Ning?"

"It's the teacher Ning who likes me."

"What?" Lao Qing's eyes widened.

"The one in your hometown who pestered you?"

When Lang Yu heard this, he stood up and said, "Don't say that, people really like me, who is like you, eating in the bowl and still thinking about the pot!" ”

Lao Qing was so anxious that he stammered a little when he heard this: "Who is ...... ,...... in a bowl Who, who is in the pot again? How do you wronged people? ”

Lang Yu saw that Lao Qing was so anxious that his mouth was crooked, and he laughed with a "poof".

Lao Qing asked, "Where have you been?" ”

Lang Yu replied: "When Teacher Ning arrived in Beijing, he has already married a family, his wife is also a teacher, and there is a little boy, and they have all been rated as excellent teachers in Hunan. This time, the whole family traveled to Beijing, and I have been working as a tour guide for them, and I have been going to the Forbidden City, the Temple of Heaven, the Xiangshan, the Summer Palace, the Badaling Great Wall, and the Ming Tombs. ”

Lao Qing said with a smile: "This is a patriotic education activity. ”

"I'm so tired, you invite me to eat the night tonight."

Lao Qing was a little dizzy and said, "I drank too much tonight, I drank four taels, mixed with beer, and I may not be able to go downstairs." ”

Lao Qing leaned into the bed as he spoke, and fell asleep.

Lang Yu looked at Lao Qing lovingly, helped him take off his shoes and socks, and pulled the quilt to cover him.

She looked at Lao Qing in a daze, and felt that he was also very cute when he slept, like a giant panda, shrunk in the quilt, with inexhaustible humor, and white heat was bubbling in his mouth, like a hot kettle bubbling. His eyes were slightly closed, and his face was flushed, full of humility, and a little cunning.

Lang Yu leaned down and couldn't help but kiss Lao Qing's cheek.

Lao Qing was still asleep.

It's really a yellow squirrel that bites a sick duck, flies into a false alarm, escapes a catastrophe, and has a new life, but recently encountered trouble. A man from Hubei, claiming to be a poet, came to Beijing nervously, he found Feitian's mobile phone number out of nowhere, called Feitian and said that Feitian had plagiarized his poems, a total of 18 poems and 72 lines, and he brought enough evidence to sue Feitian on the same day. He also threatened to hold a press conference in Beijing to announce this huge news.

This is a big deal Feitian, Feitian rummaged through his published poetry collections, except for the occasional collection of a few lines of poetry by ancient poets, all of them were written by himself, how could this kid in Hubei falsely accuse him, he called Yuting, Yuting called and told Lao Qing, and asked Lao Qing to go with him to meet this foreign poet.

When Lao Qing heard it, he felt that this matter was not trivial, Feitian was a well-known young poet in the literary world, although some poets had criticism, but his poetry was quite popular among boys and girls, popular for a while, some poems were composed, became popular songs on campus, sung by some red singers, and were even more famous in China. Now rushing out of this Cheng biting gold, wielding a plate axe, and killing Feitian, it is slander, and it is not good for Feitian, not to mention that some tabloid reporters are now aware that there is no rice to cook.

That night, Yuting and Lao Qing came to a small hotel near the intersection as promised, the location of this hotel is deep in the upper alley, the street lights are dim, and the road is undulating.

Lao Qing said to Yuting: "How did he find such a hotel." ”

Yuting said with a smile: "The poets are a little eccentric, and in the depths of the alleys, the old house is lonely, which is meaningful." ”

Lao Qing shook his head and said, "I think he is cheap." ”

Yuting pointed ahead, "The hotel has arrived." ”

There is a signboard at the door, the door face is not large, and the wall skin is mottled. The two walked in, asked the staff in the communication room who was napping at the door, and walked straight in.

In front of room 103, Lao Qingtuo knocked on the door.

It took a long time to hear a hoarse man's voice: "Who?" ”

"The agent of the poet's flight."

"Oh, wait, I'll open the door."

The sound of shuffling.

The door opened, and a foul smell came to my nose.

A spiky, thin man appeared, his face even more gray in the dim light, very vegetable, wearing a faded blue coat, a pair of black trousers, and kicking slippers. Lao Qing clearly saw his long toenails, gray, and he immediately thought of the caterpillars on the rotten cabbage leaves.

Yuting explained his intentions, and the other party motioned for them to sit down.

There was a quilt piled up on the bed, and on the table was a large water tank that he had brought with him, and some magnets had been knocked off, and the pattern was a rooster.

"Do you want to see the evidence?" He bared a row of charred teeth.

Lao Qing nodded.

He pulled out a suitcase from under the bed, unlocked it with a key, and took out a thick stack of manuscripts, yellowed and water-stained.

Yuting took the manuscript, and the manuscript was crookedly written with poems.

Yuting read it carefully, and sure enough, there are great similarities with Feitian's poems.

Lao Qing also turned a few pages, and he recognized it as Feitian's poem.

Yuting asked, "When did you write this?" ”

The man patted his little head and said, "Let me think about it, it's been a long time, maybe 80 years." ”

Lao Qing asked, "Where did you publish it?" ”

"Manuscripts, manuscripts, many college students have copied them."

"How old are you?" Yuting asked.

"I was born during the Republic of China and was 60

It's a lot old. He squinted his eyes, his gaze brown.

Lao Qing asked again: "Who copied this manuscript of yours?" ”

The man lifted Erlang's legs and said, "My father, my mother, and my third uncle......"

"Are they all there?"

The man shook his head and said, "It's all dead." ”

Yuting asked again, "Then who can prove that you wrote this poem?" ”

The man replied: "I checked the "Dictionary of Contemporary Chinese Writers"" Forget it, Feitian is only 35 years old this year, and I am already 62 years old, I am 27 years older than him, he is 27 years younger than me, the poems of the two of us are exactly the same, and the poems are naturally written by me, this is a matter of course, and there will be nothing wrong with this. I want to hold a press conference in Beijing, and I want to invite reporters from CCTV, Beijing TV, People's Daily, Xinhua News Agency, Beijing Daily, Beijing Evening News, Beijing Entertainment News, and Football News to attend. This Feitian is too disagreeable, his hair is still a little tender, and he dares to plagiarize my poems! I want to sue him and compensate me for 1 million yuan for mental damages. Comrades, you can't watch my blood and sweat go down the drain, and you can't watch the fruits of my labor being plagiarized, because this is the biggest plagiarism case in the Chinese literary circle in the 21 st century. I've been insomniac for many days and nights for this matter, I'm so miserable, I'm so pitiful, comrades, can you watch an honest man being bullied? Although I did not join the Writers' Association, I am indeed a genius of the people,...... As he spoke, he began to weep.

Yuting persuaded: "If you have something to say, speak slowly." ”

Lao Qing said: "Drink saliva first." ”

The man said, "Don't touch me, I'm annoyed!" With that, he mysteriously came to the door, opened the door, looked out, closed the door again, pressed the door against the stool, and whispered: "I want to tell you a big secret, Li Bai and Du Fu, don't look at one of them who is white and fat, and looks rich; One is sharp, thin, and poor, and they all plagiarized my poems, which is a strange case in the literary world! I was wronged! As he spoke, he hugged his head and cried.

Yuting glanced at Lao Qing, and the two of them quietly got up, moved the stool, opened the door, and walked out quickly.

As soon as he got out of the hotel, Yuting took a long breath and said with a smile: "It turned out to be a mental patient." ”

Lao Qing whistled and said, "It's not light, it's terminally ill." ”

The two smiled at each other.

As soon as Lao Qing returned home in the evening, he received a call from Wang Xia's secretary, who told him that there was a fire in the Golden Rose Building, Wang Xia was seriously burned, and he was being rescued urgently in Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

When Lao Qing heard this, it was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and he immediately took a taxi and hurried to Union Hospital.

In front of the emergency room, the employees of the Golden Rose Company were anxiously talking to each other, and some female employees were crying silently. Lao Qing saw the secretary at a glance and asked her anxiously, "How is Mr. Wang?" ”

"It's been two hours." The secretary replied.

Lao Qing desperately pushed open the door of the emergency room, and a doctor told him: "The injured are dangerous, and they can't go in." ”

Lao Qing burst into tears and said, "I am her relative, you must save her, she is a good person!" ”

The doctor said, "Relatives can't go in either." ”

Lao Qing had no choice but to retreat.

Lao Qing grabbed the secretary by the collar and said, "What the hell did you do?" ”

The secretary stammered: "Mr. Wang came to the building to inspect the project in the afternoon, the welder operated illegally, the electric spark ignited the material, and the fire ignited, and Mr. Wang was stunned by the fireworks......

5 hours later, Wang Xia was pushed out of the emergency room by the nurse, and Lao Qing saw that Wang Xia's face was burnt, her eyes were closed, her hair was gone, and she was covered with sheets, almost becoming another person, and she was in pain.

Wang Xia was pushed into a single ward, and the nurse removed the sheets, only to see Wang Xia's naked body red and black, and three of her ten fingers burned, which was miserable. The four nurses gently moved the queen onto the bed, covered it with sheets, and placed hanging bottles on both sides. Wang Xia is still unconscious.

A doctor came up to me and asked, "Which one is Wang Xia's family?" ”

Lao Qing said: "I am." ”

The doctor asked, "Who are you?" ”

Lao Qing replied without thinking: "I am her fiancé." ”

When the employees heard this, they were also stunned.

Lao Qing followed the doctor to his office.

The doctor closed the door, motioned for Lao Qing to sit down, and then said: "Wang Xia's injuries are very serious, although her life has been saved, her eyes have been blinded, her skin has been severely burned, she has been grafted, her lower limbs are paralyzed, and she is no longer fertile......

When Lao Qing heard this, he nodded nervously, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

Lao Qing waited by Wang Xia's hospital bed for 36 hours before Wang Xia woke up from a coma.

"Water, water......" she cried out in a faint voice.

Lao Qing hurriedly took the water cup, scooped the water with a small spoon, and gently put it to her mouth.

Lao Qing was surprised and delighted, and whispered: "I'm Lao Qing, Wang Xia, do you hear?" ”

Wang Xia nodded excitedly, her body trembled slightly, and a few tears slipped down the tips of her eyes.

"Do you hurt?"

Wang Xia did not speak. She desperately wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't see anything, how she wanted to open these two big bright and clear eyes!

But fate is such a trick on people, blessings and misfortunes are the difference of a thought, a moment of difference. 38 hours ago, Wang Xia was still a charming middle-aged beauty, but now she has become a disabled person who is not recognizable.

Fate is so cruel.

Lao Qing suddenly dreamed.

Wang Xia hooked Lao Qing's hand with three right fingers and muttered, "Lao Qing, I want to go home......"

When Lao Qing heard this, tears welled up, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, let's go home, and when the injury is healed, let's go home......"

Wang Xia said: "I want to ...... now ...... home."

"I'll go back, I'll go back, when the injury heals, I'll send you home, I'll live with you...... I'll sleep with you......"

Wang Xia said: "I listen to you tell stories, you tell me stories, tell me stories about three embroidered shoes...... But my eyes couldn't see...... I can't see your giant panda anymore......" Wang Xia said, shedding a few more tears.

"You are a good person, good people have good rewards, but do good deeds, don't ask about the future, miracles will appear......"

"Am I ugly? I must be ugly......"

"No, you're an ugly duckling, you're going to turn into a swan, a cute beautiful living whooper swan."

"Am I going to be a swan? ...... Arabian Nights" Wang Xia sighed softly.

Three months later, Lao Qing carried Wang Xia home.