When Lin Yilan was rummaging around like an idiot, someone slapped her on the head, and the garbage can with a plastic bag in her hand was taken over, he pulled out the garbage bag and threw it on the ground, and handed her the white bucket: "Bring some water." ”

Lin Yilan took the plastic bucket, carefully stepped on the footprints on the side of the earthen dam and went down the stairs to the stream, dragged the bucket ring and swung it left and right twice, lifted most of the bucket of water, and then went to look at the water-

The muddy soil was swept and scattered by the current like a firework exploding in the water, and then driven out by the steady and powerful clarity behind it.

The birdsong is still there.

This is a trivial matter, but it has an indescribable meaning for Lin Yilan, as if the string in his heart has finally loosened a little.

Maybe the things that are extremely important in my eyes are actually not that important, as long as my original intention remains the same, no matter how turbid the present is, I can't change the clarity in my heart.

Lin Yilan maintained a half-squatting posture carrying water for a long time, her head hurt, and she turned back to meet the playful gaze of Mr. Employer:

"I won't draw you if you pose for an hour, it's too ugly."

She picked up a small clod of dirt and threw it at him, and then she carried the water up and lowered it towards the sea. He took out a disposable cup out of nowhere and asked for a glass of water to put on the side, and threw a blue-handled paintbrush with the tip downward, and a dark green cloud of water rose in the transparent paper cup.

Lin Yilan filled half of the orange in his mouth, looked up at his canvas, there were some gray clouds scattered on the blue and green transparent sky, and the dark green wheat field was scattered with small yellow mounds, and several telephone poles with long black wires were erected in oblique rows.

He took out a new paintbrush and dipped it in oil, looked into the distance, turned the palette gray and white, and then built rows of small houses on the canvas, in front of the house and behind the poplar trees, and occasionally added a few very pleasing red flowers and green leaves in front of a house; In the windswept poplar treetops, add a few more gray fluttering birds.

The pen and ink are the immortals who play in the lower realm, and when they see that this painting is somewhat interesting, they cross the fairy breath at will, and this world is alive.

Lin Yilan didn't finish chewing a petal of orange for a long time, Xiang Hai had already put away the pen, and put the frame on the easel, simply and neatly, without dragging the mud and water.

Look at the disposable cup just now, there are already about 10 paintbrushes in it.

She bites the orange in her mouth, which is sour and sweet.

"Okay?"

He stretched long, turned around and took the uneaten oranges from her hand and threw them into his mouth, leaning against the poplar tree behind him, squinting and chewing the oranges:

"Almost. When it is completely dry, apply a layer of varnish. ”

Lin Yilan stared at the painting on the easel that was a little shaken by the wind, and her eyes swept over the quietly flowing stream below, "When will you go back?" ”

He was a little surprised, squinting at the sun: "Disgusted? ”

"Not ......"

"Then I'll come back later, I want to squint for a while."

Lin Yilan was still full of question marks, and people had already taken off their coats and covered their faces and lay down.

She nudged him tentatively, but there was no response.

Lin Yilan stood up and stretched out her arms and legs, her eyes still staying on the painting.

She simply approached, and her ears seemed to hear the sound of firecrackers in the wind in an unknown direction, the occasional car passing on the concrete road, and the stream under the earthen dam was still silent.

The birds and finches fell from the branches of the poplar trees to the red flowers and green leaves to drive away the butterflies, and the children who played found the birds and finches among the red flowers and green leaves also came over lightly to think of a conspiracy, never thinking that their own strange thoughts had already been looked at by their mother, who leaned out half of her body in the kitchen......

The closer you get, the more you can feel a strong breath of life coming to your face, everything seems to be close at hand, but everything is hidden in the painting.

It gives the face of the scenery in the painting, and leaves enough regret for the viewer.

There are two small characters in the lower right side of the painting, Lin Yilan got closer and saw the word "Live", and then looked at the painting with these two words in his mind, which was another realization.

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Before dark, another van was delivering something here.

Xiang Hai tossed back and forth with the delivery man several times when Lin Yilan was messing in the kitchen, and when the two of them were eating, they could turn on the TV to eat.

"Your painting...... To sell or not to sell? ”

Xiang Hai stopped chewing, and unexpectedly looked at Lin Yilan, who was sitting upright, thinking she was joking, but saw her face full of seriousness.

"You want to buy it?"

"I want to buy it."

"Why?"

"Think...... Give it away," her eyes drifted, "is that okay?" ”

"Of course," Xiang Hai smiled, "After all, I also want to live, so it's good to give you a friendship price......"

Lin Yilan looked at him nervously, and he smiled.

"As long as you promise me to help me farm here, it won't take much, and it will take a year."

"That's it...... Such? Lin Yilan looked at him with hell.

Xiang Hai's eyes widened, "Could it be that you still have bad intentions towards me?" ”

Lin Yilan happily digested this condition, "You think too much." ”

“…… It's sad. ”

Lin Yilan ignored his complaints, whether true or false, and didn't eat anymore, ran to the easel at the other end of the living room in the background sound of the news broadcast, and watched it for a long time before sitting back to eat under Xiang Hai's ridicule.

"Come with me to visit the grave in a few days."

"Tomb sweeping?"

Lin Yilan flipped out her phone and glanced at the date, her face was embarrassed.

"How?"

She pursed her lips, "Qingming, I'm going to take leave to go home." ”

Accident to the sea.

"Must take a leave of absence!"

"Can you ask why?"

Lin Yilan hesitated for a long time, glanced at the painting on the easel, and shook her head with determination.

Xiang Hai didn't ask anymore with interest.

"Yes."

The two of them lived as usual.

Morning jog, catch the market.

Xiang Hai found that the sunflowers had sprouted in the morning light, and the melon seed shell was on his head, which was very funny, and he covered his stomach and asked Lin Yilan to come and see, and laughed at people for washing and cutting and blowing the tide.

Lin Yilan looked at those little guys so happily that she stared at them childlike for a long time before she squirmed and went to cook.

Xiang Hai went into the house, picked up a hoe, and then dug a small pit in front of the house and behind the house, and lit the remaining sunflower seeds. Passing by Lin Yilan's window, he also lit a row to finish.

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"Call me when you get back."

"Oh."

"Be vigilant when strangers ask for directions, don't get kidnapped."

"Oh."

"Is this money enough for you?"

Lin Yilan stopped folding clothes, glanced at Xiang Hai, took the envelope, and put it in his pocket without opening it.

"Don't forget to put it in your account, and the money for the new phone."

Xiang Hai smiled, "I have already remembered it, didn't you say that you owed some money before?" Is that enough? ”

Lin Yilan paused, sighed slowly, and smiled, "Enough." ”

"That's good."

To the sea upstairs.

Lin Yilan packed her bag, sat on the bed, her eyes fell on the painting on the easel, hesitated for a long time, and walked over.

"Coincidentally-Lin Yilan!"

Xiang Hai came downstairs with two bags of tea, and Lin Yilan hurriedly closed the zipper.

"What a coincidence! The guy who delivered the goods to us is back in town today, you can go to the station with his car, and I won't have to ride a bicycle to send you hahaha. ”

"Oh! That bothers him. Lin Yilan smiled, and two bags of tea were stuffed into the sea in his arms.

"Drink it to whomever you want," he took out a small bag of tea from his arms and stuffed it into Lin Yilan.

"This is only for you to drink, do you hear? Drink one sachet a day, and I'll pick you up when I'm done. ”

Lin Yilan hugged her arms tightly.

"Hmm."

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On a road that is not so smooth, a small van of six or seven percent is moving smoothly.

Lin Yilan fell asleep in the car in a daze, and had a lot of dreams, all of which were fragments. In her dream, she was awakened several times, and finally she simply stopped sleeping, leaning back on her seat and looking at the grass and trees flying outside.

She watched for a long time, the van passed through a large crater, and the whole body quickly rose and fell, with her head on the roof and her eyes full of gold stars.

The van driver laughed, "What does the girl think?" I didn't hear you talking, I hit my head, right? ”

Lin Yilan frowned and hugged her head, hurriedly picked up the bag that was turned off at her feet, beat the ashes, and laughed awkwardly.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little distracted."

"It's okay!" The van driver swayed with the body and laughed out with a mouthful of white teeth: "Are you going back to your parents' house?" Did the city marry the countryside? ”

"Not ......"

The van driver said, "Oh! That's the son-in-law, you went to visit his parents? Oh, what a filial daughter-in-law, why didn't Lao Liu's family get a good daughter-in-law! Alas—"

Lin Yilan covered her face.

The van driver became excited and began to pour bitter water with Lin Yilan, and after a short journey, Lin Yilan never had a chance to have nightmares again.

Before entering the station, Lin Yilan waved to the van driver and quickly checked the ticket and entered the station. She saw in front of the glass window that the van driver found a bag of tea left behind by her when she got into the car, and hurriedly chased after her, but was stopped by the ticket inspector, her face full of confusion.

"Hahaha."

The mobile phone rang in his pocket, Lin Yilan glanced at the number and connected.

"Mother."

"What's it called? Did you bring money back? Your dad is about to be beaten to death, why do you really have no conscience? You've grown up for nothing! ”

Lin Yilan lined up and got into the car, "bringing some ......"

"How much are some? Is there 200,000? "There's excitement over there.

"Ten thousand."

After a while, a woman's roar came from the receiver of the mobile phone: "Get out - 10,000 is useless?" Don't touch my place, I'll raise you for nothing, I'm unlucky! You're a big Buddha, we can't afford to—"

The aunt on the side was frightened, Lin Yilan smiled at her apologetically, tilted her body inward, and hung up without saying a few words.

She looked at herself on the dark mobile phone screen, and the aunt next to her leaned over, "Child, that's your stepmother, right?" ”

Lin Yilan looked at her aunt's confident face and smiled reluctantly: "I'm sorry, can I let me do it?" ”

Auntie hurriedly got up.

"Thank you."

Lin Yilan retrieved his bag and got out of the car, and left the station after explaining to the driver.

She got into a taxi and got off in the city center.

After much hesitation, she walked into a gallery. Half an hour later, re-enter the station, buy a ticket and get on the train.

Lin Yilan leaned against the window, her body swaying gently with the shaking of the car. Her eyes were fixed on the airtight clouds outside the window, and she watched as the clouds turned from beige to gray-black.

The wind swept the clouds and shook the rain, the trees crackled, people scrambled to avoid the rain, and the glass windows clanked.

It's raining.

Lin Yilan stretched out a finger to chase the raindrops on the glass window, catching up with this and falling that, and the glass window was lively.

The road is not easy to walk, and it is even more difficult to walk when it rains.

The car began to disembody after half an hour of jolting. The wind and rain were so strong that people either held umbrellas or took cars and disappeared into the rain in an instant.

Ten minutes later—

"Is there a trip to Green Tong Town? Green Tong Town! ”

"There's—"

Lin Yilan hugged her slightly heavy bag in the merciless bumps of the car, and the person next to her had already gotten out of the car, so she sat outside and waited.

A few minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of the familiar alley, and she rushed into the rain with her bag.