Chapter 17: Package II.

I'm a little bit weak-hearted, too.

The Golden Retriever is a hunting dog, don't look at it as honest, very brave.

Once, I saw someone in the dog market holding a golden retriever, someone leading a Tibetan mastiff, they met halfway, the golden retriever angrily pounced on the Tibetan mastiff, the owner pulled hard, its two front paws were vacated, the more fierce it became.

A single Tibetan mastiff can bite several wolves to death. Of course, the Tibetan mastiff did not show weakness and fought back......

So, what did Four Eyes see? Or rather, what did it hear? Or rather, what does it smell? Or rather, what did it feel? So scared as to be so scared?

Outside the number, while shouting the name of the four eyes, they chased after the Gobi Desert in embarrassment.

I changed the slurry and asked Zhang to go back to Meng Xiaoshuai's car, then turned the car around, pulled it out, and drove after Siyan.

The golden retriever ran about half a kilometer, took the initiative to stop, turned around and sat on the sand, waiting for us.

I parked the car.

Outside the number jumped down, hugged it, gently stroked its head, and said something.

A few minutes later, he led Four Eyes to my car.

Four-eyed jumped up smartly.

I turned around again and drove forward.

Pulp sat next to me, and Outside and Four Eyes sat in the back seat.

One more dog in the car equals three more people. With his eyes sticking out his tongue, he was gasping all the time. Approaching the steep slope, it went berserk again and began to scratch the door.

The outside grabbed its neck cuff vigorously and reprimanded it loudly.

Juice and I were silent, silent.

We have entered the world-famous Devil's Triangle!

If we compare this mysterious land of salt crusts to a huge house, we have stepped into the threshold and slowly moved forward. No one stopped us. We don't know who the owner of this house is, where he's hiding, and we don't know what he's going to do to us......

The smell of death became thick again, and it seemed to be a smell of paper ash.

After the car drove into Lop Nur, the ground became hard and the car began to jolt violently.

After driving more than ten kilometers, Four Eyes seemed to have finally adapted, and it stopped tossing and quietly lay on its lap outside the number.

Juice finally spoke: "This dog is spiritual. ”

A land of salt crusts as far as the eye can see, lifeless and without any signs of life.

Maybe to divert attention, Pulp turned on the music, or Zhu Zheqin.

For the sake of that shake constant piety.

For the dream that can't be dissolved.

For the ice peak that can't be hot.

For the greenery that can't be left behind......

Berry juice is from Hunan, and that sweet ×××× is from Kaili, what will she have to do with her?

On the day I received the parcel from Sweet ×××× for the second time, I happened to be going out, and I passed by the post office in the small street, so I took the parcel out by the way.

This time it was a bigger cardboard box, and when I got back to the car, I couldn't wait to see what was inside, but when I took the Swiss Army knife out of the glove box, I suddenly hesitated.

To be precise, I was a little scared.

Last year, my brother came to Lancheng from Shanghai, and when we were chatting, he said that there was a kind of milk powder that was particularly delicious, and he should buy some for my daughter Meixi. It is a foreign brand, and it is only sold in large supermarkets. My brother also specially told me that the milk powder is divided into ABCDE type, and I must buy D type.

The day after Meixi returned from France for the summer vacation, I received a parcel slip, took it out at the post office, and opened it to see that it was a can of milk powder recommended by my brother, which was the D type.

There is no doubt that this is a message sent by my brother from Shanghai.

I happily put the milk powder in the car and took it home.

The next day, I called my brother and wanted to tell him that the milk powder had arrived. Unexpectedly, the milk powder was not sent by him! He and I don't have a habit of being polite, and he says that if he doesn't send it, he doesn't send it.

I wondered and asked him, have you ever mentioned this milk powder to anyone? He said no. I asked him again, have you ever told someone my address? He also said no.

After hanging up the phone, I looked around for the package and threw it away.

I went out and rummaged through the bin, and it was still there, but the handwriting on it was too blurry to read a word.

When my brother and I were talking about this formula, it was just the two of us. Who sent me this can of milk powder? The more I thought about it, the more strange it became, how dare I let Meixi drink it, and threw it away as it was......

Now, I have a similar fear when faced with the second package sent by the sweet ××××.

I picked it up again and turned it upside down, and couldn't guess what was inside, it was supposed to be soft.

I wanted to call her or text her and ask what she had sent, but I didn't, and I realized that I didn't like having anything to do with this girl anymore.

I opened it when I got home.

It's nothing, it's two silkworm sand pillow cores, two silk pillowcases, two silk pillow scarves, a silk quilt cover, and a silk bedspread, all of which are double. The two silkworm sand pillows exuded a choking smell.

The things I used in my bed are really old, but they were all bought by my ex-wife, and they still have the taste of our old life together.

Sweet ×××× just replaced my phone and is now going to change out all my bedding. I wouldn't agree, I slept more soundly in the old quilt cover and the old bedspread, and these new things were so unfamiliar.

I turned on the computer, and sure enough, I saw her private messages among the many private messages.

She said, "Brother, you should have received what I sent, right?" Tell you, the pillow core I bought for you in the mountains, silkworm sand pillow core, you must sleep with it. It is silkworm sand with mulberry leaves as the main ingredient, and there are some other traditional Chinese medicines, you have many benefits to pillow it, first, the temperature and pressure of the head will make the medicinal effect slowly dissipate, breathe into the lungs, and enter the blood circulation. Second, it will act on many acupuncture points on the head and neck, so that the meridians of the whole body are relaxed, the qi and blood are smooth, and the internal organs are peaceful. Third, it enters the skin through infiltration, so that the human body can absorb it, and it plays a therapeutic role from three aspects: physiological, psychological and pharmacological......

There are also notes on the back.

I am tired.

I didn't send her a private message, I didn't use any of these things, I put them all in the storage bin.

The next day, she wrote a private message again: Brother, are those bedding comfortable to sleep on? I'd love to hear your feelings.

I still haven't replied to her.

In the evening, she wrote another private message: Brother, didn't you use them? I don't want to hear you say – yes! I'd be sad to do that!

I finally gave her a few words back: It's good. Thank you.

She immediately became happy and wrote a long private message, and I closed Weibo without looking closely.

A few days later in the morning, I received another call from the strata company, who informed me that I had another parcel slip arrived.

Don't guess, it must be her, sweet ××××. I didn't bother.

Before I got off work in the evening, the property company called me again and asked me to pick up the parcel slip.

Yes, my name is written on the parcel slip, whether I pick up the parcel or not, I have to get the parcel back, it can't be on the table of the property company forever, otherwise they will call me every day.

I went and got it back.

What will it be this time?

Originally, I didn't want to pick up the package, but after a good night's sleep, I changed my mind and drove to the post office on the side street.

This time the package was heavier, about a few dozen pounds, and it took me a lot of effort to carry it to the car. This time I took it apart in the car - it was a book, a whole 47 books, thin and thick, all new books that I had just bought from a bookstore, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign.

It's ridiculous to say, there are no more than 30 books on my bookshelf in total, and these books are all written by myself. The only exception is Cihai.

She bought me 47 books that were going to swagger up on my shelves.

I suddenly realized that my home had been my home until I met this sweet ××××, and after I got to know her, my home would gradually become her home!

At this time, my feelings about sweet ×××× became more and more complicated.

First of all, I was furious - she knew the address of my house, and then she had a channel, and from then on, she didn't ask for any of my opinions, and started sending things in a steady stream......

But what reason do I have to be angry? She didn't mean anything, she just gave me gifts, and every gift was bought for money.

I decided not to be angry, but I also wouldn't accept the books.

Back at the gate of the community, I stopped the car, took out the books, and put them in the security guard duty room. The security guard looked at me stunned, I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Young man, it's okay to read more, it's good." ”

When I got back to the door, the security guard came to his senses: "Thank you, thank you!" ”

When I got home, I took out the bedding again, walked out of the house, stood in the cold wind for a long time, and finally saw a cleaner in yellow clothes walking over with a dustpan, I put all those things at his feet, and said, "Master, look at if you want it, it's all bedding, new ones, if you don't want it, just throw it away." Then he turned and went into the house.

As soon as I entered the house, the text message rang. By the way, and this phone is also hers. I opened it and saw that it was a text message from her: Brother, why don't you go on Weibo? Did you receive the book I sent you? It's quite nervous to give a book to a writer, I don't know what you like to read, I can only buy famous books. You're not going to laugh at my aesthetic level, are you? Finally, there is a smiley face made of symbols.

I thought about it again and again, and finally replied: Xiao Tian, thank you for your kindness, but don't buy me any more things, otherwise I will be angry. It's not polite, I'm going to be angry.

Soon, she sent another text message: Please, don't be angry, okay? Please give me the right to buy you gifts, only then will I be happy! I couldn't ask for anything more, really!

I replied: Did you give me the right to refuse?

It took a long time for her to send a text message: Brother, I'm crying, I'm so sad. Am I doing something wrong? I just want to make you happy......

Something is wrong in my heart. As far as I know about her, she can't lie, she must have cried, she must have been sad. I replied to her: Xiao Tian, I know you are good to me, but you keep sending things, which makes me very stressed. Really don't buy it anymore, I'm already very happy, good luck.

She replied: Good luck for my brother......

What you want to get, things don't end.

Another day later, I saw her private message on Weibo again: Brother, which book are you reading? I bought a total of 94 books that day – two of each, you can't think of it? No matter which one you're reading, I want you to tell me and I'll read that one too, and then we'll talk about how you feel about it.

She's asking me to read!

When I was a child, my dad asked me to read, my mom asked me to read, and since I was growing up, no one ever asked me to read!

Not only did she ask me to read the book, but she also asked me to talk about my feelings after reading it, to check if I had actually read it!

I didn't reply to her.

A few days later, I saw her private message again, she said: Brother...... I'll tell you something, don't scold me...... I have sent you another gift, this gift you must accept, you must pay attention to it! Sister kneel and beg! That's pretty much all my work!