Chapter 15 Chapter14 Who Forgot the Little Girl from the Yun Family

Finally on the shore, the fog in the lake gradually dispersed. Yan Xi said: "I gave you that painting, can you be a background model for me?" Ah Heng nodded and said, "Okay, okay." She blushed and thought nervously, alas, she was so beautiful that she could be Yanxi's model. In the end, Yan Xi said: "I will use the scenery as the background for a while, so you don't have to be nervous, just pretend to be a passerby." "Oh." Ah Heng's head was full of black lines. She walked to the plum tree according to Yanxi's instructions, which was actually very embarrassing.However, when holding someone's things, the hand is naturally easy to be soft.

"Take two steps forward and stay away from the tree." The boy held a black camera and looked at the camera with half-closed eyes. "Oh." Ah Heng sniffed, and moved two steps to the side. "Take two steps forward." Looking at the winding trunk and the delicate and clear petals, Ah Heng took two steps forward as he looked at the plum tree that had just bloomed next to him. She is making a background for a tree. "Take two more steps forward." The boy continued to order while holding the camera. One big step, two big strides, Ah Heng counted and stepped forward, a bit like playing hopscotch when he was a child.

"Go on." The boy's voice was already a little far away. She walked forward with her head buried. "Okay, okay, stop!" His voice was slightly agitated in the wind, but he couldn't hear it clearly. "Don't look back." He said. "What did you say?" She turned around and looked at the boy's moving mouth in the distance in confusion. That boy stood in the wind, with black hair and red lips, and a bright smile. "Crack." Time freezes. January 13, 1999. Years later, a photo was placed in the most inconspicuous corner of the exhibition hall.

An unpretentious girl with a gray coat and black eyes staring tenderly and intently.She made the background of the room full of gorgeous and noble tones. Many young photographers who came here admiringly sighed at the failure of this work.Yan Xi was a talented person all his life, but he left such a work without aesthetic feeling at all. At that time, Yan Xi was already old, smiling and listening to the sincere suggestions of the juniors.They asked him to undo the failure, and he just shook his head. "Why?" They are young, so they have a lot of time to ask why. "The person she was looking at was me." Yan Xi smiled, her brows and eyes were too old to distinguish her past.It's just that the eyes became deeper and dimmed, "I can deny the whole world, but I can't deny the self in her eyes."

"Do you want to go to Wushui?" When Yan Xi asked Ah Heng casually, she was holding a mineral water bottle and filling her stomach with water. Being a model is very tiring, especially for a passerby like her.The background of the plum blossom, the background of the paper umbrella, the background of the sky, the background of the dock... Ah Heng was absent-minded, and when he realized it, he spat out a mouthful of water. Yan Xi narrowed her big black eyes and smiled: "You don't want to go?" Ah Heng swallowed, and asked the boy cautiously, "Can I go?" Yan Xi replied lightly: "Wen Heng, your 'Wen' is indeed the 'Wen' of the Wen family, but 'Heng' is the 'Heng' of the Yun family."

No one had ever said anything like that to her.What kind of clothes they let her wear and what kind of person she played, but no one cared about her past and future. The corners of Ah Heng's eyes were a little wet, and he looked into the distance with a sense of loss. A ball of pink lightly blocked her sight, and the boy said lazily, "What can you see?" She was dumbfounded. Yan Xi smiled: "If you don't move forward, how can you know clearly!" He no longer turned around, but walked straight forward, carrying a big travel bag, with a straight back, walking into the twigs of her life like a real traveler tip.

She and Yanxi took the car again, as if they spent two-thirds of their trip in the car.A good tradition of Chinese travel - get on the car to sleep, get off the car to pee, Ah Heng fulfilled the first half, Yan Xi fulfilled the second half. Aheng slept all the way, Yanxi got out of the car, dragged Aheng to find the toilet eagerly.What whitewashed walls and black tiles, small bridges and flowing water, willows and Wangsun's house are all the nonsense of literati talking about their teeth in their spare time!For Yan Xi, at this moment, the combination of the twenty-four bridges on the West Lake and the moonlit nights are not enough to attract the toilet.

"Yanxi, here in Wushui Town, there are no public toilets." She spoke sincerely and expressed deep sympathy. "Then what should we do?!" The young man bared his teeth and claws like a ferocious little beast. "Come to my house, I have it." Ah Heng was serious and serious, as if discussing an academic topic. "Where is your home?" Yan Xi's eyes widened in mourning. Ah Heng sniffed, grabbed Yan Xi's hand, and ran violently. Yan Xi ran until her face turned green, so what, come out soon... The town is small, and when Ah Heng and Yan Xi ran back to Yun's house out of breath, Yun Mu was chatting with her neighbor, Granny Huang.

"Grandma, grab the toilet paper!" Ah Heng hurriedly pushed Yan Xi into his toilet in a whirlwind. Yun Mu was stunned: "Grandma Huang, was that my girl just now?" "Sin, I thought I was the only one hallucinating!" Granny Huang took out her handkerchief to wipe away the non-existent tears. "Grandma, toilet paper!" Ah Heng shouted. Yan Xi looked at the exquisite food on the table, and smiled contentedly: "Mother Yun, you are amazing!" "Homely things can't be put on the table." Mica said gently, "Yanxi... right? Eat more."

Ah Heng grabbed the chopsticks and wanted to pick up food, but was reprimanded by Mica: "My daughter, there are no rules! How can you move your chopsticks if the guests haven't eaten?" Ah Heng sniffed, and let go of his hand aggrieved. In this way, under Yan Xi's disturbance, her return was not touching and tear-making at all, but it felt like returning home after hanging out. "Mother Yun, you can call me Axi or Xiaoxi." Yanxi is very polite and has a cute smile. It's not for nothing that he was called "Mother Killer" since he was a child. "You, understand?" Ah Heng was a little curious, how could Yan Xi understand these local dialects.

"My grandfather taught me." Yan Xi said. Ah Heng was entangled. She had acted cleverly as Yan Xi's interpreter before. Yan Xi didn't know how to laugh in her heart at the time, and she must have thought it was absurd. But, how could Grandpa Yan have something to do with Wushui Town? Yun Mu stared at Yan Xi for a long time, remembered something, her eyes became blurred, she looked at Ah Heng, and said lightly: "A Heng, call your father to come back for dinner." Yan Xi smiled dispensably.Before he came, he probably guessed that Wen Heng's adoptive parents knew about the agreement back then. Ah Heng didn't understand, so he nodded, got up, and went to the medicine house in the town with ease. "Father!" Ah Heng smiled happily as he looked at the kind man with gray hair on his temples who was weighing medicine for the patient. Father Yun was stunned, and turned his head to see Ah Heng, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. Ah Heng ran in front of the man and looked up at his father: "Abba." Her voice sounded like when she was a child. "Aheng, when did you come back?" Father Yun put down the herbs in his hands and asked her kindly, "Is your grandpa here too?" Ah Heng lowered his eyes and shook his head, not daring to look at his father's face. "You sneaked back?" Father Yun frowned and raised his voice. Ah Heng stood in front of the medicine hut without saying a word.The pedestrians beside her were whispering, and she was so embarrassed that she didn't know where to move her hands and feet. At first, she felt uncomfortable, so she desperately followed Yanxi back to Wushui Town.Now, thinking of the Wen family in City B, I secretly feel that what I have done is too ignorant. Maybe they have already called the police like the day Siwan disappeared? "You girl!" Father Yun turned blue with anger, grabbed the medicine pestle on the stage and was about to hit Ah Heng. Ah Heng was stunned, thinking why did Dad still use this trick, she has changed into a person from the imperial city and returned home with gold trim, why doesn't he save some face for her?But the medicine pestle waved towards him mercilessly, Ah Heng swallowed his saliva, and ran away in fright. "Stop for me, Yaoshou little thing!" Father Yun chased after him. "Father, don't annoy me, Grandma told you to go home for dinner!" Ah Heng was so frightened that he was about to cry, shouting while running. "Hey, let me just say, she lives in the government compound, so she can't look down on this stupid girl no matter what. Look, this is not returned!" The mayor's wife who runs a herbal tea shop makes hot tea in winter Shop, eating melon seeds while watching a play and making sarcastic remarks. You just got refunded!Ah Heng sniffed, feeling aggrieved, seeing the big medicine pestle on his body immediately, and the wind under his feet ran fast. One chases, the other escapes, Wushui Town hasn't been this lively for a long time. Adults and children all laughed. Look, the Yun family girl was beaten again. It's been like this since she was a child. Dad never saves face when beating her, chasing her all over the town, and other people chasing her to see jokes.Scatting his feet, Ah Heng finally ran home, rushed back to the main room, and cried: "Mom, Dad hit me again!" "I let you run!" A panting voice came from behind. Grandma looked at her and smiled, patted her hands, and said to Father Yun: "Her father, the child is very filial, just came back, don't annoy her, huh?" Father Yun snorted, and saw Yanxi in a blink of an eye. The child was watching the play with his chin resting on his back, with big crooked eyes. "This is?" Father Yun put down the medicine pestle and looked at Yan Xi carefully. Yun Mu spoke lightly, with a deep meaning in her tone: "General Yan's grandson, Yan Xi." The air was a little stagnant, and Father Yun's face became more solemn, looking at Yan Xi, he said, "It's you?" Yan Xi held the chopsticks in her slender hands, and smiled: "It should be me. My brother is in the United States, and he is much younger than Wen Heng." Ah Heng was a little dazed, what were they talking about? Father Yun pondered for a long time, and waved to Yunmu: "Peiyun, come with me to the back room." Then he looked at A Heng lightly and said, "Girl, please greet the guests well, and if the food is cold, go to the kitchen to warm it up." Yan Xi picked up the chopsticks and gently picked up a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, chewed it, raised his eyebrows, and smiled at Father Yun: "No, the food is just right." Father Yun's face was a little hesitant, but he didn't say anything, and strode into the back room.Yunmu took a deep look at Yanxi, and then walked in. In a daze, Ah Heng covered his mouth with his hands and whispered to Yan Xi: "What happened?" Yan Xi chewed a stick of ribs in his mouth, his cheeks were bulging, and he said casually: "Probably, your dad doesn't like me." Ah Heng glanced at the young man quietly, and said in a low voice: "My dad, I don't like you. Don't be angry. He is a doctor, he only sees patients, and he doesn't like me." The young man spat out his bones and said softly, "It's a blessing to be stupid." "Oh." A Heng nodded in agreement in confusion. At night, Ah Heng clings to Mica and wants to sleep with her, but Mica can't resist her, so she agrees. Yan Xi slept in Ah Heng's room in the old days.Father Yun slept in Yunzai's room, and Yunzai was receiving treatment at the Southern Military Region Hospital. "Grandma, do you miss me?" In the darkness, Ah Heng huddled under the blanket, his eyes full of longing. "I don't want to." Mica gently stroked Ah Heng's head with her hand, and said softly. Ah Heng felt uncomfortable, and looked at his mother disappointedly: "But, Mom, I miss you." She gently tucked into her mother's embrace under the quilt, and that embrace was warm and peaceful. "At Wen's house, I hid in bed and cried again, didn't I?" Yun Mu sighed. "No." Ah Heng put his head in his mother's arms and said sullenly. She didn't lie. At Wen's house, she cried except on the day she arrived, and she never cried again after that. Mica patted her on the back again and again, her voice was warm and sentimental: "Ah Heng, I'm sorry, Mom." Ah Heng's back stiffened for a moment, and then he hugged his mother tightly: "Grandma, it's not your fault." Yun Mu felt a little sad: "Auntie returned you to the Wen family just to be alive, don't you blame Auntie?" Ah Heng shook her head fiercely, she couldn't selfishly watch Yun Zai go to death. The Yun family was the warmest and most beautiful fate in her life. When she was young, her father taught her to read and write.The other girls went to work early, and she also wanted to earn money to see the doctor.I talked to Abba, but Abba beat her severely and told her that even if she was exhausted, she would not let her daughter be a servant. Grandma is the most gentle. Every time, she will comb her hair beautifully, make beautiful skirts, and tell nice stories to her.Every time Dad chased and beat her, it was Mom who protected her.After beating her, Grandma cried harder than her. As for being here, the relationship with her is even better. If there is any delicious food, I always wait for her to eat together after school.She sometimes went up to the mountain with her father to gather herbs and stayed overnight on the mountain, but she always stayed up all night waiting for her to come back. During the Chinese New Year, it was the only time of the year when she was allowed to hang out with her.He went to the market with her, and he was always reluctant to buy something he liked when he saw it, but he spent the lucky money he had saved for a long time to buy her a paper rabbit lamp.Just because she likes rabbits. She wants the Yun family to be healthy, and she wants Zai Zai to be healthy, so what does the surname Yun and Wen matter? "Grandma, people in the Wen family like me very much, don't worry." Ah Heng looked up at his mother and laughed, "The grandpa there will scold my brother because of me, the mother there will play nice piano music, and there My brother hurts me so much." Yun Mu also laughed, but in the eyes, there were tears after all: "Okay, okay! The girl I raised is so good, so good, who doesn't like it..." "Grandma, when I grow up and come back to see you, don't chase me away, okay?" Ah Heng said cautiously. "Okay. I'll wait for my girl to earn money and be filial to me. Grandma will wait." "Grandmother, let's hook up, I don't miss you, and you don't miss me, okay?" Ah Heng sniffed, his eyes were red. Yun Mu choked with sobs, and said softly: "Grandma doesn't miss you, she definitely misses you." In this room, Yanxi didn't sleep well. People in Wushui Town are used to sleeping on bamboo beds, but Yan Xi, a native of the north, is not used to it. In the darkness, my eyes gradually got used to the room. There was nothing in the small room except a clean desk and a few books. It was hard for him to imagine that Wen Heng had grown up in such extreme poverty for so many years.In comparison, Winsell's life was much better. The corner of Yan Xi's mouth raised slightly, and he laughed silently, with a strong sense of ridicule. Suddenly, a faint light came into the room, and in the main room, there was the sound of someone walking restlessly. Yan Xi felt that she couldn't sleep anyway, so she got out of bed and walked out the door. As expected, it was Father Yun. "Uncle Yun, why haven't you slept yet?" Yan Xi leaned his back lightly on the door frame, his right leg casually crossed over his left leg, his black hair hung down his forehead, and under the moonlight, he could only see the young man's fair chin. Father Yun smoked a hookah like most Jiangnan men, and the sound of bang bang bang was very clear in the silence of the room. "Yanxi, what are you going to do about our Ah Heng?" The man frowned and looked at the boy seriously. "Naturally, we can do whatever we want." The young man smiled lightly. Although Wen Heng lived in poverty, he was better than him, and he was protected by his adoptive parents. "Will you..." The man hesitated, gritted his teeth, and finally said, "Will you like Ah Heng?" The young man was stunned for a long while, unable to laugh or cry: "Uncle, you are overthinking." Father Yun was a little annoyed, and said, "At the beginning, it was your grandfather who told me that the Yan family owed Ah Heng, and later asked his grandson to marry Ah Heng in a big sedan chair." The young man's voice was a little cold, but his tone was serious: "Uncle Yun, no one can guarantee the future. But at least, one day when I, Yan Xi, will be here, no one will bully Wen Heng. Before she makes up her mind, , I will treat her as my own sister, you can rest assured." "What if we, Ah Heng, really like you?" Father Yun's expression was serious. The boy thought for a while and smiled calmly. "Then I will marry her."