Chen Shuang walked across the stone road, bypassed a sheep intestine path, walked to the back door, through the rusty iron gate, looked at the big backyard, empty, the long flat pole in the corner of the wall was covered with mold and cobwebs as if it would rot in the next second, only some weeds and wildflowers were still open. The vine-climbing plants are particularly verdant, climbing the wall, stretching hard, and the branches and vines are intertwined with the cold, all over the wall, with their own bodies, stubbornly guarding this courtyard.

It looks lonely and beautiful.

Chen Shuang glanced at the courtyard, put the suitcase outside the door, went around to the next door, quietly glanced at the familiar and deep wooden door, and reached out and knocked on the still smooth copper ring on the door, "Knock knock." ”

After a while, Chen Shuang lowered his head and listened to the old sound of the bolt being pulled out of the wooden plug, accompanied by the old man's hoarse voice, "Which one?" ”

[The reason why Baimin Village is called Baimin Village is because the surnames of the villagers living in it are different, and there is no big surname in the village.

"Grandma, why are there so many surnames in the people's village? Unlike Wangjiawan next door, you know that they are all surnamed Wang when you hear it. ”

Grandma Chen wiped the table, and when she heard this, she glared at Chen Shuang, who was sitting on a wooden stool dangling her legs, "Why are you so many problems with your little girl all day long?!" ”

Xiao Chenshuang, who was wearing two pigtails, blinked with a pair of big watery eyes, "Then I'll ask the grandfather next door." ”

That grandpa is a teacher, he knows everything, she likes him the most, and Grandma Jiang, who likes to wear cheongsam, always likes to give her that black candy, and Chen Shuang's saliva can't help but flow down when she thinks of sugar.

"Go, go, don't always be an eyesore in front of me."

Chen Shuang carefully broke a small piece of candy and threw it into his mouth, letting out a satisfied sigh.

"Why do we have so many surnames in our village? Because this village is a group of lonely people who build a small home together. So the surnames are different. Grandpa Jiang smiled and touched Chen Shuang's pigtails.

Chen Shuang didn't continue to ask, concentrating on tasting the delicious taste in his mouth.

"The chocolate left for that kid will end up in this little girl's mouth."

Although Grandma Jiang said this, she still looked at the cute and delicate little man on the stool with a smile on her face.

"Who called this kid so well-behaved, Chen Shuang, how did Grandpa memorize the 'Three Character Sutra' that Grandpa taught you to read last time?"

Chen Shuang heard his immature voice: "It's all going to be!" ”］

Chen Shuang pursed the corners of his lower lip, raised his head and looked directly at the old man in front of him, his eyes were dyed with water: "Grandpa Jiang." ”

Grandpa Jiang didn't react a little, raised the faded veteran hat with a five-pointed star on his head, stared at the little girl in front of him for a moment, and cried out in surprise: "Little girl Chen!" ”

Grandpa Jiang's house has a front yard and a back yard, and there are two big porcelain tans in the front yard, which are planted with hibiscus.

Old man Jiang rubbed his excited hands and went to the small room to find the key.

Chen Shuang stood at the dining table in the Yin Hall, took out two cigarettes from his schoolbag and placed them on the mahogany table.

Grandpa Jiang opened a bunch of keys wrapped in oiled paper and handed them to Chen Shuang: "Here, have you eaten?" Sweeping the things on the table, he smiled, and hey.

"Do you still bring tea and cigarettes to the old man?"

Chen Shuang took the key and nodded, Grandma Jiang was not allowed to smoke at that time, but Grandpa Jiang couldn't hold it back, Grandma Jiang heard that smoking tea cigarettes can quit smoking, there is not much harm, Grandpa Jiang smoked tea cigarettes.

"Well, I bought Pu'er agarwood."

Grandpa Jiang smiled so much that his already white eyebrows trembled, "This tea cigarette is not strong again, forget it, I'm used to smoking it for so many years." Thank you, little girl, you haven't eaten yet, have you? ”

The sky in Xiaoxiang Town has been burned with clouds, and now this hour is the meal for every household.

Seeing Chen Shuang, who he hadn't seen for many years, Old Man Jiang was still very happy, and this child could be regarded as something he grew up watching.

"Why don't you take a bite at Grandpa's house? Haven't cooked rice yet. ”

Chen Shuang looked at Grandpa Jiang, who was still talking with a coaxing tone from childhood, and nodded.

"Then I'll go home and clean up first."

"Go, go, let's eat, half an hour later, the old man is worried that there is no one to speak."

Chen Shuang walked to the back door, looking at the rusty iron lock and the key that was still shiny, he was a little tired, and unexpectedly the key turned twice in the iron lock and opened it quickly.

Chen Shuang pulled the suitcase into the backyard and stepped through the small door, smelling the rotten air, looking at the chicken nest that the small mezzanine in the corridor was made by the grandmother, but now there are only a few rotten bamboo strips left, Chen Shuang's tears couldn't help but look down, and smashed a small splash on the dusty ground.

Grandma, I'm a little lonely.

……

"Chen Shuang, is there no electricity in your house?"

Chen Shuang took a chopstick water spinach and responded: "It seems to be." ”

"That's it, wait for grandpa to go to the village committee to help you pay the money, it should be too long no one to live, and the electricity will be cut off for you."

Chen Shuang stopped for a few seconds and bit his lip, and Old Man Jiang interrupted what she was about to say: "That cigarette shouldn't be cheap, it costs two tickets for one piece, I'll pay you two hundred yuan, it should be enough electricity for you to come back from vacation." ”

“…… Thank you grandpa. ”

"There's nothing to thank you for." Old Man Jiang looked at Chen Shuang, who was eating quietly with his head down, and shook the pu fan in his hand.

Chen Shuang took the initiative to wash the dishes after eating, and before it was dark, he went back to the house to clean up the bedroom first.

Old man Jiang walked leisurely on the way to the village committee, and the pu fan in his left hand was fanned without a match.

The old man holding his right hand was clinging to his ear.

After the voice in the mobile phone beeped twice, the old man Jiang immediately straightened his back, the fan didn't shake anymore, and his voice dragged out his tone: "You-kid, didn't you say you'll be back in a few days!" It's been four days now! The little girls next door are back from the big city! ”

Jiang Yu leaned on the computer chair and listened to the angry voice on the phone, and pinched his eyebrow bone with a headache.

The contract was sent out today, and the official recording began on a cloudy day, and after the recording, the producer picked a bone in the egg, and there was no definite number when the recording would be completed.

The printer was still spitting paper on the side, Jiang Yu smelled the ink, got up and sorted out the notebook.

"Hey! Boy talk to you! ”

"I don't know."

"You don't know what it means!" Old man Jiang angrily dazzled the fan in his hand, and the leaves next to him were crumbling on the branches by him.

"For work reasons, you don't want money when I come back?" Jiang Yu looked at the manuscript paper in his hand, flipped through four or five sides and didn't find his words.

It seems that the male protagonist of this comic is a man of few words?

Old man Jiang was stunned, a little annoyed: "What do you say about money or not, you should be a decoration for my pension?" ”

Jiang Yu flipped through the newly released script, and had a certain number in his heart.

"Five days at the latest."

"Good! That's what you said! Don't forget to bring a few Pu'er agarwood tea cigarettes when you come back! The little girl next door came back and brought me two. ”

Jiang Yu listened to the old man's awkward and show-off voice, and chuckled: "Got it." ”

Xiaoxiangzhen's home is a small two-story bungalow, although there is no front yard, but it is very difficult to clean it after not living for so long, and Chen Shuang's bedroom is on the second floor.

The bedroom was originally Chen Dingqi's wedding room before, but they bought a house in the city and didn't come back to live, Grandma Chen saw that Chen Shuang was getting older, so she slept in this bedroom.

This bedroom is the largest in the family and has been hers since she was 7 years old. Chen Shuang's eyelashes trembled.

A torn pillow and a book with pages off sat on the stinking blanket next to the window, and against the wall lay a wooden table with holes in the hole where she had been doing her homework. Across the bed was a rotten wardrobe.

Chen Shuang looked at the dilapidated and gray room, put down his suitcase, found an uneven iron basin, took the water, and cleaned it up with a muffled sound.

**

"Finished recording? So fast? Li Shiyi looked at the audio transmitted by Jiang Yu on the computer, and asked Jiang Yu in WeChat in disbelief.

"Well, there are very few lines."

Li Shiyi: "......"

It doesn't take a night to be less.

I just signed the contract yesterday, and today the audio came over, if he didn't know the quality of Jiang Yu's things, he would definitely not listen to the things and hit them back.

“…… It's also too fast, I'll pass things on to the comic studio......"

Jiang Yu directly sent a picture.

In the photo, slender fingers are twisted around a few pieces of tissue paper.

These are the words of the protagonist he sorted out, including mental activities.

"Oh, that's all there is to the lines, how long do you want me to record it?"

He also copied such a thick script, and it turned out to be someone else's lines and narration.

“…… I'll send it to the comics and see what they say. ”

Jiang Yu didn't need to make cameo appearances in other characters in the comics after taking this role, there were few words and the price was high, Li Shiyi felt that the comic company had a lot of money.

Alas, if the comic company doesn't have a lot of money, Jiang Yu won't be able to look at it.

"Hmm." Jiang Yu responded.

Hardcore Chen Shuang dragged her suitcase to the market early in the morning to buy things, and she found that her family was really lacking everything.

There is a whole lot of stuff on my phone that I want to buy in the memo yesterday.

Chen Shuang stopped a three-wheeled motorcycle at the intersection, and the uncle's black teeth were very familiar.

"Little girl, it's you, what's wrong? Coming for a night and then leaving again? ”

"Go shopping."

"Oh, then get in the car."

Chen Shuang stood outside the three-wheeled motorcycle, looking at the door of the car with her waistline level, silent, her left hand was not good enough to lift the suitcase.

There were a few aunts and uncles who went to the market together in the car.

Seeing that the car had stopped, Qi Shushu looked at Chen Shuang who was standing on the ground.

Chen Shuang moved the toes of his shoe.

"Can you help me get my stuff up?"

The uncle got out of the car with a smile and lifted Chen Shuang's box to the ground and put it together with those vegetable baskets.

"Let's get in the car, I didn't put anything in it, why can't I mention it."

Chen Shuang pursed his lips and stepped on the iron pedal and bent down to get into the car.

The aunt with curly hair on the right moved her seat to the side.

Chen Shuang sat in his seat, pulling on the handle of the suitcase to prevent it from swaying in the car.

Gao Tan Kuo in the car didn't stop because there was one more person.

Chen Shuang lowered his head and fiddled with his phone with his left hand.