I don't know when he became aware of my relationship with Meng Dongxue, maybe I was able to answer him for every thing he asked me about Meng Dongxue these days. And most of the content of our chat will have something to do with Meng Dongxue. Knowing a daughter is like a father, it seems that those little secrets I have hidden in my heart have been discovered so easily.

However, Uncle Meng's words also seem to be expressing his position, although my career is a problem, he still recognizes me as a person, and everything is left to Meng Dongxue to choose. So I also told Uncle Meng that between me and Meng Dongxue, in fact, it is still a better stage than a good friend, and it has not really come to that point, if we need further development, we will definitely tell Uncle Meng.

That night, Uncle Meng and I talked late into the night, and our tone was always very gentle. But ever since he told me about it, I've always felt uncomfortable. Every word he said seemed to be asking me about my life experience, so I also confessed my life experience, even the process of my apprenticeship and where my master is sacred. It's just that I still skipped the part where I was arrested, and although I was wronged, it wasn't a glorious thing after all.

That night, I said goodbye to the Meng family, saying that while I could still buy a ferry ticket, I would return today. Uncle Meng gave me a lot of snacks and sweets that Meng Dongxue likes to eat before I left, as well as some beautiful clothes. These things have been prepared by him in the past few days, and he asked me to pass them on. Auntie also took out some food stamps and money and handed them to me, asking me to bring them to Meng Dongxue, saying that if I was short of anything, I would call or write a letter to my family, and then, when Uncle Meng turned his head, my aunt also secretly stuffed a letter to me, she said that this is a letter from herself to Meng Dongxue, please be sure to bring it, and don't open it without authorization.

Although I am not a decent gentleman, I am really not interested in such a thing as privately opening other people's letters. Could it be that just because I know how to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts, it looks so unbearable in the eyes of my aunt? But I couldn't bear it, just silently took the letter, pinched it, and made a thick one. I told my aunt, don't worry, a manly man, you have to do it when you are entrusted by others, although you have not gone to a new school, but when you were a child, you still read a few more sage books, and you know that you are trustworthy and self-disciplined, and you don't have to worry about opening letters privately.

Since when I got off the ship a week ago, I knew that the late boat would leave at 12 o'clock every day, so I still have time to buy a ticket if I rushed to the pier at the current time. So that night, I jumped on the boat 10 minutes before the boat departed, carrying a large bag of things in my hand.

Still on the deck in the wind and waves, I sometimes slept and sometimes woke up, tossed all night, and when the ship docked in the morning, my chest was so tight that I wanted to vomit all the time. So I found a place to have breakfast and went to visit Master. But in front of the Master's door, the gate was locked. There was a folded piece of paper between the seams on the top of the door, which Master had left for me when he knew that I would come to his house to look for him when I came back. The content of the letter said that the master went to Hubei about three days ago, saying that he was going there to visit an old man in the rivers and lakes, this old timer is a person that the master has been fascinated by for a long time, but his personality is a little perverse, and the master has been turned away from several visits before, so this time he persevered and went again.

So I remembered that Master went to visit the mountains and rivers a few days ago, and probably one of the stops was the house of this old-timer. At the end of the letter, the master also wrote that this old-timer's surname was Qin, and he lived in Hankou, and hoped that he would be able to meet him when he went this time. It seemed that I couldn't afford to eat lunch at Master's place, so I went to the supply and marketing cooperatives to buy a few big white steamed buns, planning to rush back to the village.

In the previous week or so, although she lived up to Meng Dongxue's trust, took care of her father, and even "overfulfilled" the task and allowed Uncle Meng to resume work, these things did not give me a particularly happy feeling. The reason is also that Meng Dongxue's mother seems to be quite dissatisfied with my identity and occupation. And since Uncle Meng can guess the relationship between me and Meng Dongxue, then Auntie doesn't need to say it, and naturally she knows it, but she didn't say a word to me on this issue, I don't know if it's because she disdains to communicate with me, or because she knows that Meng Dongxue and I can't go to the end. That's what makes me think a lot.

The letter she entrusted me to hand over to Meng Dongxue also deliberately told me not to peek at it, first of all, I think she knew that I couldn't do such a thing, so she should have ulterior motives when she said this. Therefore, in this thick letter to the family, there should be a part of the content related to me.

When I rushed back to the village, it was almost dusk. Labor in the village does not distinguish between weekdays and weekends, and for the mountain people, every day is the same, and the same is true for the educated youth. So when I opened the door of Aunt Xu's house, Meng Dongxue was sitting with the old couple, preparing to have dinner. Everyone was happy to see me back. I handed Meng Dongxue all the things I had asked me to hand over, and then told her what had happened these days. They are all people who know the roots, so I didn't hide anything, and even said that I pretended to be a ghost to scare Lin Yuanchao and help Meng Dongxue's father resume work.

Everyone was very happy and laughed when they heard it. So Aunt Xu brought my dishes and chopsticks and asked me to hurry up and eat together, and when I was eating, Meng Dongxue had been reading the letters written by her mother. I didn't speak, just watched her expression. Sure enough, when she saw the second page, her expression began to feel a little wrong.

The feeling, as if hearing something that made her unhappy, was not the expression of a daughter who received a letter from her mother far away. So I think what she is reading at the moment should be related to me, and it should be that my aunt said something about me in the letter, all kinds of things.

After reading the letter, Meng Dongxue's expression was a little gloomy, and she ate silently. So I couldn't help but ask her what's wrong, is there something on her mind? She shook her head and said no, and continued to eat, without looking up at me the whole time.

It's a very strange feeling, especially when I'm dealing with a girl I like. After dinner, Meng Dongxue cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks without saying a word, and then said that she was not very comfortable, so she went back to the room early, leaving me alone in the hall to think nonsense. At about eleven o'clock in the night, I was a little anxious to urinate because I drank too much water, so I went to the toilet, and when I opened the door, I heard a soft cry from Meng Dong's snow house.

If it were the same as before, I would have asked with concern, but I didn't have it that day. Obviously, Meng Dongxue's crying was because of a letter from her mother, and I stubbornly thought it was something related to me, but I was embarrassed to verify it. Instead of this, let her face these by herself, just like Uncle Meng said, she is no longer a child, she should have her own choice.

In the days since then, the days have been the same, probably because of the worries in my heart, I always feel that Meng Dongxue began to avoid me, intentionally or unintentionally. But several times when I asked her why you have been avoiding me lately, she said innocently that she didn't. So I don't know if she has it or not, maybe we both have something unspeakable in our hearts, but we just didn't find it.

During the period from the end of 1968 to the beginning of the summer of 1969, I made several larger orders one after another, one of which even stayed in the city for more than half a month before returning. With the increase of time and experience, I have become more and more handy in doing things, and this industry really needs to be practiced in order to accumulate and grow rapidly. The rest of the day, I still read and worked, just like before. During these days, Meng Dongxue's relationship with me was still the same as before, but after I came back from her house that time, I became a little rusty. Even though I didn't ask very often, and she vehemently denied it, the truth was that my feeling was that she was starting to drift away from me.

This also causes me to always be reluctant to stay at home when I am fine, and always wish that someone would come and ask me to deal with some ghost stuff so that I can escape this endless speculation. It's boring, and I know it, but I can't help it, I haven't been able to meet a girl like her when I'm the same age as her, and when I was just beginning to fall in love, she just walked into my world. For almost two years, our relationship has always been missing that critical kick, and every time it finally warms up, it suddenly becomes a little more distant because of something else.

I don't like this feeling, but I can't muster the courage to explain everything, so I can only drag it like this, my heart is hard, I can only rely on reading books and taking orders to divert my attention, I don't even have a good temper as before, every time I get involved with Meng Dongxue, I always show that I care very much, and I want to get angry.

In June, new educated youths came again, and at this time of year, the village was always lively, and I was one of the many people who joined in the fun.

One day I received a request from someone to go to the city for a few days, and I had to leave early the next morning. It is said that this time it was a former old craftsman who had a trust, and the strange things at home worried him and his wife. And the night before I left, I sat in the courtyard and counted the stars in a daze, thinking about something. And at this time, suddenly a voice came from behind:

"Brother Shan, are you free? Come with me. ”

That's Meng Dongxue, she hasn't asked me for a walk for a long time. So I quickly stood up and said with a smile, okay, where do you want to go, it's not too early, why do you want to go out for a walk at this time?

Meng Dongxue didn't speak, but walked out first. I was so happy that I quickly followed. The mountain village at night is very quiet, and the two of us walked on the ridge without saying a word, and from a distance, it really looked like a ghost.

But when I was thinking about saying something to resolve the embarrassment, Meng Dongxue suddenly stretched out her hand and held my hand.