She also looked out the window and looked at it for a long time: "Director Sun, they are not here, who are you waiting for?"

And just wait for people, why don't you let Wei Jingjing and a few of them come over, just she and Bo Yan drove a car. In case something happens, it's not convenient to run.

Bo Yan shook his head: "I'm not waiting for someone." I'm looking at people. ”

Xia Siyu was even more strange: "Who are you looking at? Let me be healthy." ”

There are just a few roads in this town. Because the northwest wind and sand are strong, and it is on the Loess Plateau, the whole road is dusty as soon as you drive by.

Now that people are living well, there are many cars in such remote areas. But the car is good, the road is still narrow, only four lanes, and there is no greenery. And more than half of the road was occupied by various stall people.

The contacts are all vernacular, and there are few people who speak Mandarin. The vegetable seller, the food seller, the gadget is drinking around, no matter how you look at it, you can't tell who he is looking at. There's that beautiful girl, who can look better than her. Or there is that handsome guy, who is far more handsome than him, and he is ashamed of himself.

But looking at it, I can't see a few of them with their faces together. Today is a working day, most of the young people and students have gone to work and study, and most of the women with children have come out, as well as the older people.

How can there be acquaintances here? There are few good-looking ones.

Xia Siyu looked at Bo Yan with a puzzled expression, he picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then said with a smile: "The woman below is a fishmonger, with a five-year-old son and a daughter in elementary school. The daughter has good grades, and her husband is a supermarket salesman. The old man is not in good health and should be hospitalized, she is in a hurry to go back to cook, and send it to her mother-in-law at noon. ”

Xia Siyu turned his head: "How do you know?"

"She had fish scales on her head, and more than one. The clothes on his body are wearing a LOGO vest of a certain brand in the supermarket next to him. She was buying chicken and stewing soup for the sick at noon. Holding a thermos bucket in his hand, it is used to deliver meals. She said that she was going to take two children, her husband was at work, and it was obviously the elderly who helped her take care of the children who were sick. She is carrying a schoolbag on her back, her youngest son has one year to go to school, and her daughter did well in the exam last week. ”

Xia Siyu frowned: "So what?"

Bo Yan also said: "The writer Gorky and his friends Andreyev and Bunin were in a restaurant in the city and observed a new person for three minutes to see who could observe them accurately. Andreyev and Bunin had their own opinions, but Gorky observed the most carefully: 'The man was about thirty-five years old, on the thin side, and wore a dark gray double-breasted wool suit, an orchid-colored shirt, and a tie with small yellow dots. There was something unusual about the nails on his little finger and a black mole on his neck. It was also concluded that this man was a liar. Later, they questioned the guy at the restaurant, and the man was indeed a liar. ”

Bo Yan raised his head: "In the history of literature, there are many writers who have this kind of experience and observation. There was an American writer who, in order to experience life in the slums, dressed himself as a homeless man and went into the slums. I ate and slept with them, mingled, and made a lot of friends. Three months later, he wrote a book called "People in the Abyss", a man named Jack London. Although literature and acting cannot be generalized. But there are many details of life, you can't imagine them out of thin air, you have to learn to observe. ”