Chapter 67 sixty six

Reagan's confusion (6) Jin Xia, who has become addicted to buying land, and this "lunatic", may be singing a double reed.Is it ironic that Ali said "an old resident" just now?He himself is not really an old resident.There are also the forest guards, before the forest guards, and some people he doesn't know at all, they are the real old residents.For so many years, Reagan has never met such a person. It is a bit like a fairy tale to try to find out the history of the farm by analyzing the soil quality.Why did the family hold on to the farm?And Ali, who seems to know their situation well.Last night a person came into his room, she looked a bit like an oriental woman in black. When he walked in front of him, he saw that it was a young man. The person was holding a round porcelain plate and threw it to the ground. The disk broke into pieces, but there was no sound.For some reason, Reagan felt an attachment to the young man in black, and he wanted to confide in him.The young man turned his pale and thin face to him, kicked the broken porcelain with his toes, and did not answer his question.Reagan understood that he would never get an answer.Looking at this young man, a strange desire welled up in his heart, even stronger than his desire for Ada.This time, Reagan was terrified by himself.The young man walked out, and he followed behind, but he failed to catch up in the end, because he walked like flying.Recalling this incident now, he felt for no reason that the young man was actually dressed up by Jin Xia. Although the young man looked a bit like an oriental, he still had the impression that his nationality was unknown.However, during the day, when he faced Jin Xia, he didn't have the slightest desire. Jin Xia is definitely not the kind of person who can make people desire, rather, he is the kind of person who can make people's desires disappear.

"You see, she's got what she wants, and how light she is." Ali came in again without anyone noticing.In the field of vision, Jin Xia's wife was walking away with a hoe. "How do you know what this woman wants? You don't know her." "There's a lot of them where I'm from, and I can tell when I see them. They're sucking something out of you, and they're injecting something into you, and I'm talking gold. The Xia family. Mr. Reagan, the farm has been changing since the day they came, but you haven't noticed it." When Ali spoke, her eyes looked at the ground, Reagan thought, she must know more things, nothing could hide from these old eyes.He even suspected that Ada's departure was also related to this loyal old servant.But what reason is there to doubt her faithfulness?

When so many contradictions came head-on, Reagan made up his mind to go with the flow. He was standing in the garden in his pajamas because Martin, the driver, had taken all his outerwear.He turned his face to the autumn sunshine, thinking in his heart, it would be good to be a child, carefree, let this farm covering an area of ​​160 square kilometers return to the wild age, he doesn't want to worry about the future anymore up.Some workers passed by him. Are they going to work?No, they weren't there to work, they were acting.Each with their own old story, they wandered about his farm, looking for something.

In the reflection of the blades of grass, under the palm trees, he saw his mother.His mother couldn't tell her age, and she had no expression on her face. She was holding the knitting work in her hand, as if she was knitting a woolen sock.The sun is shining on her, isn't she hot?He didn't dare to shout, because the scene in front of him was too erratic.But Mom looked up and looked at him questioningly, as if to say, "Why are you standing outside in your pajamas, baby?" He stepped on a small snake with his bare feet, which was icy cold. "Martin, Martin, what do you think when you keep wearing my clothes?"

"Me? I didn't think about anything, I couldn't think, so I wore your clothes. I walked outside and became another Mr. Reagan, and the lumps in my heart disappeared. Me, a rootless guy , you must put on a coat." Martin made several exaggerated gestures.Alan stood aside and covered his mouth and smiled. "I think," she said to Reagan, "I think this Martin is like my sister. One day he'll swim to sea in your clothes too...Mr. Reagan, you noticed the people on the farm Do they all look alike? People with the same thoughts come here." "I have two crows in the pocket of my hunting jacket." Martin shrugged and whistled.

Reagan watched the pair of young people bouncing away, full of emotion in his heart.The sun seemed to weigh heavily on him.He lowered his head and saw that the hem of his pajamas was all torn, and there were a few bloodstains on his bare feet.In the early morning, he heard the sound of the land undulating, "rustling", like a giant python moving forward.He thought then that the land was receding from him and the crows would no longer be circling overhead.And now, he saw Martin in his hunting suit, and he saw him hugging the drowned girl's sister, and the ground was back under his feet.Alan is also very difficult. Sometimes she would wander in front of his house, staring straight ahead. If he came up to greet her, she would jump away vigilantly and ask loudly: "Who are you?"

She said: "My sister made room for me, but I am not grateful to her." The whistle of the train whistled in the distance and could be heard clearly.Ada may have returned long ago, lying somewhere.What Reagan longed for in his heart was the young man in black. That strange impulse made him unforgettable. Could it be that he is the incarnation of Ada?Gender differences really don't matter.In his only photo album upstairs, there was a photo of a young man in it. His mother said that it was his brother, but he had never seen this brother in black.