40. Ordinary friends

The next day, in front of the temple in Qingren Cliff, my mother folded her hands reverently, and her mouth was silently chattering, thinking that she must be begging her daughter to marry off as soon as possible. I stood on the sidelines, wanting to add a prayer and let the immortal Buddha not listen to my mother, I didn't give her agency.

My dad didn't care about it, mainly because there were a lot of monkeys in Qingren Cliff, and he was just on guard.

I slipped to the side of the low wall, leaned over and looked at the cliff, straight up and down from the sea, the blue sea and white waves below the cliff, and the sea level stretched out until the end of the day, and people were a little dizzy.

I don't know if the story of a young man and woman jumping off a cliff and being martyred is true, but if so, those two are really very courageous, although I don't admire them.

Love, I don't think it's more expensive than life.

I'm a layman.

I held up my phone to find an angle to take a picture. This place is really beautiful how to shoot, and the color saturation is also very high, as long as the composition is fine, there is no need for filters to bless it at all. When the phone screen moved, suddenly two people came in, a man and a woman, the two were still hooking shoulders as affectionately as that night, I pressed the photo button, and then put away the phone to find my parents.

"Let's go."

"Won't you bow down?" My mother asked me, "You should worship this temple in Qingren Cliff by yourself." โ€

"Don't worship." I said in a stiff tone, pulling them by the head and leaving the Sunny Cliff without looking back.

Qingren Cliff, heh.

This was our last night in Bali, and my dad reluctantly swam in that small pool for a long time, and my mom complained that he only knew how to play, and didn't know how to help at all, which has been the case all his life.

I put away the refrigerator magnet, but I still didn't buy the interesting souvenir I promised Lin Jiangnan, so I was worried.

The return ticket was in the evening, but the check-out at the hotel was 12 o'clock, so I went to check out and then left my luggage, and then took my parents to wander in the Kuta area for half a day. After settling the room bill, I received a text message from the bank, showing that I had spent more than 100 million, and I immediately took a screenshot and sent it to Moments.

"How nice it would be if the currency unit was the dollar!" I wrote in the circle of friends.

A person who can spend more than 100 million dollars at once has assets of about 10 billion. I don't daydream about this large amount because I can't do it.

Lin Jiangnan left a message: It's cold in Beijing.

I glanced at my dad, who was still sweating profusely in his tank top and shorts, and found that I had only been away for a few days, and I couldn't imagine how cold it was to be this 'very cold'.

My dad couldn't stand the heat anymore and refused to wander around anymore, so I took them to the beach, rented two deck chairs and a parasol, and let them enjoy the tropical maritime climate again, and continued to walk around by myself.

I've pretty much walked around the main roads around the hotel in the past few days, so I explored the new map and drilled into the side streets. The small alleys are more lively, rather than the main road where everything revolves around the needs of tourism. There are not many people on the path, the roadside is full of plants with wide leaves, the road is dotted with fallen frangipani, and from time to time you can see a small piece of rice farmland, and occasionally people are busy working in the fields. More of the locals sit barefoot in the roadside pavilions and chat, looking leisurely and comfortable.

I met a small shop in a small road, there were many wooden carvings outside the shop, and a dark-skinned young man was carving things with a carving knife, and when he saw me, he greeted me timidly.

I stopped in front of the door to look at the knick-knacks on the humble table, and at a glance I noticed a cat in the corner. Wood carved cats have been seen in many other places, and the image is roughly the same, but this is only a little different. Elsewhere the cats are standing energetically or sitting fishing, although this cat is also holding a fishing rod but is lying down, squinting as if sleeping rather than sleeping, yellow back hair, white fat belly crooked, a small red fish on the fishing rod swaying.

This cat is really like the one from Lin Jiangnan's family. looks alike, and the posture and temperament are similar.

I picked up the cat, and the young man put down his knife and stood up, and when I asked him if he had done it, he nodded his head. โ€œlovelyใ€‚โ€ I gave him a thumbs up and smiled, and then paid for it.

Lin Jiangnan should be able to see why I bought this cat for him, right? It should be possible.

It was almost time, I went back to my parents, and then picked up my luggage and went to the airport. The cat had been carrying it in my hand, and my mom asked me what I was buying it for, "It's useless, it's still dusty in the house." โ€

"You don't understand art. Bali wood carvings are very famous, and you won't let me buy anything when you come out for fun. "My dad complained.

"You know, you know everything." My mother said disdainfully, "I don't know how to live." Sumi will follow you. โ€

"Then can't you follow me, don't you pay it back?"

I saw my mother's eyes widen, and quickly interjected, "I sent it to a friend." โ€

"What friend?" My mom immediately became concerned.

"Ordinary friends, you don't know each other." I said, "Here we go, get off." โ€

When I said this, I didn't expect that a few hours later, my parents would know this ordinary friend.

Because, Lin Jiangnan came to pick up the airport.

I actually saw Lin Jiangnan at first sight when I came out of the entrance, but because I really didn't expect him to come, the reaction in my brain was: This person looks really like Lin Jiangnan!

When I saw him waving at me and smiling at me, I realized: This is Lin Jiangnan!

I stopped in place with a sudden brake, nervously looking back at my parents, like a middle school student who is afraid of being caught by my parents and teachers, and all I think about is how I should tell my parents that they will believe that the man who drove to pick me up at night is just friends with me, really.

I'm a little bit unconvinced myself.

"What are you doing?" My mom was walking behind me, and I stopped so suddenly that she almost hit me.

"I ......" I froze and glanced at Lin Jiangnan secretly.

"Uncle and aunt!" Lin Jiangnan leaned out from the other side of the railing, with a warm smile on his face, and beckoned to my parents.

My mom and dad turned their heads in unison in an instant, looking at him motionless as if they had been immobilized, with seven points of surprise and three points of scrutiny in their eyes. Lin Jiangnan was still smiling, and pointed to the exit ahead, "I'll wait over there." With that, he exited the crowd waiting for pick-up and walked towards the exit.

As soon as he left, my parents' immobilization spell was lifted, and my mother couldn't wait to pull me, "Who is that?" โ€

"Is that the chauffeur you called?" My dad asked weakly.

"No, a friend of mine." I said as calmly and lightly as I could, and then pushed the cart on. My parents stumbled a few words in the back, and I couldn't hear them clearly, but from the deliberately suppressed tone, I could hear that the second elder was very excited.

Lin Jiangnan was wearing a black down jacket, and the scarf I gave him was around his neck and hung down on his chest. He stood at the exit, stretched out his hand from a distance, and when I approached with the luggage cart, he took it, "I'll come." โ€

I let go of my hand and stood next to him and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?" โ€

"Pick you up."

"Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

He lowered his head to get closer to me, and lowered his voice and said, "If I had told you in advance, you wouldn't have let me come, would you?" โ€

I looked at him, and he smiled, "That's why I didn't tell you." โ€

My parents followed, so I distanced myself from Lin Jiangnan and introduced them: "This is Lin Jiangnan, a friend of mine." Only...... It's too late, I'm afraid it's hard to take a taxi, so he came to pick us up. โ€

My dad stretched out his hand to Lin Jiangnan, "It's too troublesome for you, this big night." โ€

Lin Jiangnan let go of the luggage cart, held my father's hand tightly with both hands sincerely, and bowed slightly, "No trouble, no trouble." โ€

I cleared my throat unnaturally, "That'...... Let's go? โ€

Lin Jiangnan pushed the car again, and I stepped forward to follow him, but my mother fished her back, and at the same time, my father quickly followed, walked to Lin Jiangnan's side, and started talking.

The tacit understanding of cooperation, I guess the two of them have discussed it just now.

"Who is this?" My mom took my arm and whispered to me.

"My friend, Lin Jiangnan, didn't they introduce themselves just now."

"What friend?"

"Ordinary friends."

"How did you meet?"

"Met at work." I distanced myself from my mom a little bit, "Don't think nonsense, you're really friends." โ€

"I know, I know." My mom smiled, smiling like she didn't care to pierce me. "Looking at his age, how old is he? How long have you known each other? โ€

I smiled, "Didn't you send my dad to spy on me?" You can ask him if you don't have it. โ€

My dad and Lin Jiangnan walked in front of us, and they seemed to be chatting quite happily, and the crow's feet of my dad's laughter never unfolded from beginning to end. As soon as we left the terminal, the dry air of Beijing hit our faces, and our family's stretched bodies in Bali immediately shrank up and wrapped our coats tightly. Lin Jiangnan picked up his pace understandingly, and quickly found his car with us.

"Uncle and aunt get in the car first, I'll put the luggage." Lin Jiangnan opened the car door, and my parents sat in. I walked with him to the back box, put things in hand, and asked him, "What did my dad just talk to you about?" โ€

"Ask me what I do, where I live from, where I went to university...... Etcetera. โ€

"I'm sorry." I say.

"Why?"

"It's too presumptuous for my dad to ask this."

He stuffed the last suitcase into the car, then turned to me and said, "I'm sorry." โ€

I was stunned, "What's wrong?" โ€

"Ran to pick you up without saying hello. Thinking that you might be angry, and thinking about ...... Maybe you won't be angry. He smiled a little shyly, then looked at me, as if waiting for me to answer.

In fact, he didn't need to wait for me to answer, and he could see that I wasn't angry.

I don't know what I 'should' do, but it is true that before he said this, I was not upset by his sudden appearance, just surprised, just nervous, just a little overwhelmed.

"Not really." I smiled, and he breathed a sigh of relief and closed the lid of the back box, "Get in the car." โ€