Chapter 12 Chapter Eleven

Qiuling seemed to have suddenly turned into a thrush.The voice is so crisp and sweet, and the footsteps are so light and scurrying. Even the woolen reception dress that has been worn for two summers looks elegant, like a peacock's open color screen. In the morning, two groups of Chinese citizens were sent away.One group is from Guangdong, and the other is from Heilongjiang.The south and the north are far apart, and the language, mentality, inquiry and content of the visit have almost no similarities.But both groups left satisfied and grateful.A group of foreign guests came to work in the afternoon.According to the interpreter, there were Englishmen among them, and two Germans.At the octagonal pavilion in Hebin Park, Qiuling introduced the project in fluent English, and then spoke a few words in German.This made the foreign guests very excited.In particular, the two Germans stretched out their thumbs and shouted repeatedly: "Son!

Son! "①"VieIeuDnak! ②A translator who had studied at Beijing Foreign Languages ​​Institute and practiced abroad for a period of time also asked Qiuling which technical school she graduated from in amazement. Back at the reception, the hands of the clock pointed to thirty fifty.Qiu Ling turned on the tape recorder, and while listening to the song, she combed her hair in front of the mirror and applied pearl cream; her feet could not help but dance lightly to the rhythm of the tune.Dancing is a compulsory course for the receptionist in Damulberry Garden, and Qiu Ling's dance is especially good.

"Hey..." Several receptionists laughed together. Qiu Ling felt strange, "What are you laughing at?" ① German transliteration, meaning "good". ② German, "thank you". "Laugh at you! Sister Qiuling, you are really like the one in the song: 'A girl of eighteen is a flower, a flower; her eyebrows are curved, her eyes are big, her eyes are big; her lips are red, her teeth are white, her teeth are white; Little pink face, little pink face Sai Wanxia——'" The clever and mischievous girls sang and danced while pulling Qiu Ling's skirt.After singing and dancing, there was another layer of laughter.Qiu Ling is one of the few middle-level cadres in the Far East Industrial Corporation who are intimate with their subordinates.

"Hey! You don't let me sing or dance, you have to make me an old woman?" Qiu Ling also smiled, so innocently.Pure, no difference from an eighteen-year-old young girl. Qiu Ling's change is indeed eye-catching.This change came after talking with Yue Pengcheng again last night.Not only did Yue Pengcheng help resolve He Zilei's transfer of household registration, but he also promised that the two of them would treat each other as brothers and sisters in the future and would stop doing such things that make people blush and heartbeat.The invisible rope tied to the soul was untied, and when she came out of the office building, Qiuling felt that she was just like what was written in the book, a bird out of the cage, flying into the high, vast and distant sky.

During the six months of establishing a special relationship with He Zilei, Qiu Ling has been entangled in a heavy and indescribable distress.On the one hand, she worried that her ambiguity with Yue Pengcheng would be noticed by He Zilei, which would affect the development of the relationship. She really felt in her heart that she should be worthy of He Zilei, and carefully cut off contact with Yue Pengcheng.On the other hand, she worried that Yue Pengcheng would intervene violently if he found out about his relationship with He Zilei and his plan to get married, causing the breakdown of their friendship for many years.But from the bottom of her heart, regardless of personal feelings or practical interests, Qiu Ling is absolutely unwilling to turn against Yue Pengcheng.How to deal with the contradictions in these two aspects, to achieve a happy marriage with He Zilei, and to maintain a close and friendly relationship with Yue Pengcheng, Qiu Ling spent a lot of thought in the past few months.When she decided to talk to Yue Pengcheng that day, she imagined various situations and methods, and made various preparations for dealing with it.However, things went smoothly unexpectedly, and all her goals were achieved with almost no effort.Since then, the invisible shadow covering her heart has been eliminated, and she can live and work happily, sing and soar freely!Qiu Ling's joy and ease are indeed like a bird flying out of its cage.

Because of Yue Pengcheng, Qiuling has already lost her love once.It was given by the official.During the years when Leiguan returned to the village from a technical school and became the director of a woodworking factory, they were often together.She could often meet the lightning-like gaze cast by the angry young man.Those eyes often burned her mind.She liked the young man and looked forward to seeing him often.But she dared not accept the call of that gaze: she was two years older than him, and had an affair with his father.Once, Qiu Ling inadvertently praised the fake shirt worn by a guest who came to visit.A month later, Lei Guan suddenly told her that he had bought a bat shirt for her from Guangzhou, which was even more beautiful and chic than the one she had praised.He made an appointment to send her to the reception at night, saying that he wanted to see her put on a dance with his own eyes.She went at night, but he missed the appointment.When she returned home, a bat shirt that had been cut to pieces appeared on the twist handle of the courtyard gate.She was astonished, but quickly guessed the reason.Soon Lei Guan and Yue Pengcheng broke up.Although no one disclosed this information, Qiu Ling understood that the son's resolute departure had nothing to do with her.Lei Guan has made great achievements in the small mulberry garden, and the two have no contact with each other.Occasionally meet, Lei Guan either avoids or looks down proudly.Qiu Ling could only bow her head and hurried past, but there was always a lot of annoyance in her heart.

Few confidants are rare in life.Yue Pengcheng can be regarded as a confidant, but she needs a confidant who can lean on each other and walk through the voyage of life together.She has already lost one chance, and she must not lose a second chance! Even if a woman wanders the world, she still needs a destination at the end.He Zilei is Qiu Ling's home. Qiu Ling was anxious to see He Zilei, just like a young woman who has been away for a long time is anxious to see her husband.After leaving Yue Pengcheng's office last night, she went directly to the construction company.The door of the "engineer's room" is the Iron General.People told him that He Zilei had gone to the No. 1 construction site in Yantai.At noon Qiuling knew from the phone that He Zilei had returned and was resting.She couldn't bear to disturb him, so she made up her mind to go after get off work.After seeing off the foreign guests, she couldn't wait any longer.

"You have a guest coming to receive you. If anyone asks, just say I'll be right back." Qiu Ling said to the girls. "Sister Qiuling, just go!" The girls drove her out of the house with a smile.Regarding the relationship between Qiu Ling and He Zilei, they had long been tacit understanding, and they were waiting for the day of eating wedding candy. Qiu Ling went to the hotel first, pretending to have something to say to the attendant on duty, and then took it as a way to go to the construction company. He Zilei was originally an engineer at a design institute in Dalian.Graduated from Tongji University, it is said that he was favored by the famous civil engineering expert Professor Li Guohao when he was in school.After one year in the design institute, his talent was revealed.

The Xingzhou residential area and Huangshi Clubhouse he designed won the "best" in the industry competition.The secretary of the party committee took a fancy to him, trained others to join the party, was promoted to an engineer in advance, and married him a "daughter" who graduated from a normal university and was assigned to work in a research institute.That "daughter" had a lover when she was in college, and after being separated, she still secretly loved each other.Once, the two were having sex and were caught by He Zilei.He flatly filed for divorce.In order to preserve his reputation, the party secretary and "Qianjin" acted first, accusing He Zilei of being morally corrupt and colluding with female hooligans.In just three days, He Zilei was expelled from the design institute and the coastal city.He pushed a small car in the village for three years, and Yue Pengcheng made a special trip there after hearing the news the year before last, and hired him with a monthly salary of 300.In the past, when construction companies went out, they only earned money for hard work and hard work.After He Zilei came, he took care of design and construction, and his profits doubled several times. "Invite a bad guy to become a God of Wealth. Where there is such a bad guy, just send it to me! Yue Pengcheng often boasted outside. Of course he would never have imagined that this bad guy who became the God of Wealth would later return Will become his "rival in love"!

Qiuling and He Zilei really met when they accompanied foreign guests on a field trip.Those are several scholars who specialize in the history of Chinese rural architecture.Because it is too professional, I had to ask He Zilei to accompany the introduction.At first, those scholars didn't look down on this engineer who was rooted in the soil.After talking for only ten minutes, the scholars were stunned.Fluent in highly professional English, the similarities and differences of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign rural architecture in the north, south, east and west, and the unique insights throughout these introductions, scholars exaggeratedly called him "Pei Xingming of the future generation of China".It was only then that Qiu Ling knew that this taciturn "bad man, the God of Wealth", was a crouching dragon and phoenix-like figure who had not fully utilized his talents and learning.

Their contacts increased.First Qiu Ling learned English from him.He Zilei also knows a few words in German and Japanese, and Qiu Ling also knows a few words.But what really plucked Qiu Ling's heartstrings was something else.That time, because of work, He Zilei went to Qiu Ling's house.At that time, Peng Biaozi was leaning on the mud at the base of the wall, basking in the sun with his dirty and ugly belly exposed. Qiu Ling was afraid of being ashamed, so she hurriedly called Peng Biaozi up.But He Zilei stepped forward and called out respectfully: "Master, let's enjoy the sun!" In Qiuling's memory, the only people who met her father had to cover their noses.Squinting, spitting and throwing dirt. There are very few people who shout "Uncle Biaozi" and "Brother Biaozi", and it is considered a great sympathy.It is the first time in the world that it is called "Uncle" and greets.This has moved Qiu Ling.After He Zilei finished speaking, he deliberately went over to exchange a few words with Peng Biaozi, telling him to take care of his body, and took a piece of plastic cloth for him to put under his body. "Uncle, this life is really not easy." He Zilei said to Qiu Ling when he left. This situation seemed very natural to He Zilei, but a seed was sown in Qiu Ling's heart, a seed watered with respect and love.One night, when she had listened to him calmly tell the story of being expelled and returning home, the seed sprouted the sprout of love.This time it was He Zilei who was surprised, but Qiu Ling thought it was the most natural thing. ... The construction company is a close neighbor of the hotel, but within a few minutes, Qiu Ling had pushed open the door of the "engineer's room".The engineer's room consists of two large rooms, inside and outside. There are two single beds in the inside, and several specially-made slanted designs in the outside.The room was very quiet, and a figure with a rather tall waist was drawing something at his desk. The door was ajar, Qiu Ling stepped forward, but the man didn't notice at all, and two hands covered his eyes suddenly. He Zilei guessed who was coming in just a moment, but deliberately said a few names indiscriminately. "Oh! You little fool!" It wasn't until the two little hands were loosened under the scolding, that He Zilei suddenly stood up as if awakened, and took Qiu Ling into his arms. Quietly, no one said a word, only two hearts were pounding, beating the drums of the ancient two armies attacking in front of the formation. Qiu Ling narrowed her eyes, stood on tiptoe (he was half a head taller than her), and wrote a few "dragonflies" on her tired eyes, cheeks and lips covered with blunt mustache.That mustache was so fierce that it made her feel itchy. "Why didn't you tell me when you went to the construction site? You didn't close your eyes last night, did you? Have you eaten at noon?..." A series of question marks.The question marks were followed by hard-boiled eggs, boiled peanuts, and washed and ironed clothes. She forced him to eat, watched him eat, forced him and watched him change the clothes that were not even dirty.He Zilei was impacted by a trickle but intense love flow, and obeyed all her instructions gratefully and obediently.From time to time, she stood at attention and said "Her Majesty the Queen", making Qiu Ling pucker her lips coquettishly and raise her eyebrows. This is her man!The only man in this world who truly belongs to her! ——Although the word "man" is not completely accurate now. "I have good news for you. The Public Security Bureau of your household registration has responded, and you can move here immediately." "Really? So fast?" "You are a puppy. You are a special talent!" He Zilei did not show the kind of excitement that Qiu Ling hoped to see.He opened the drawer and found—a letter. It was from a state-owned company in Weifang, inviting He Zilei to work there.The letter was sincere and promised that as long as He Zilei agreed, the official position and title could be restored, the salary could be higher than that of the big mulberry garden, and if necessary, a certain position could be arranged, and the family and children would be taken along. "How did you reply to them?" Qiu Ling asked urgently. "Didn't I just show you this?" "Gold shell baskets and silver shell baskets are not as good as our own hay shell baskets; gold has a price and silver has a price, but human feelings have no price. If you go for the iron rice bowl and that little treatment, I will not care!" Qiu Ling seemed to persuade , seems to pour out expectations. "Waiting for you to write the reply, it's okay, right?" He Zilei smiled and handed the letter to Qiu Ling.Qiu Ling was taken aback for a moment, then put the letter back into the drawer.She put her arms around He Zilei's neck, and leaned her heart on that broad, solid chest. Since noon, clouds have been gathering in the sky behind Li Longding.When I went to work, the sun was shining brightly here, and the clouds over there were already as thick as a dark iron curtain.It's just that this kind of gathering is happening on tiptoe, and it's far away, separated by a layer of mountains, without attracting people's attention.In the second half of the day, when Qiu Ling went to look for He Zilei, the ground was still peaceful.A huge force that appeared in the sky quietly pushed the thick and pitch-black iron curtain in the distance up to Li Longding, and then slowly pushed it from Li Longding to this side.Looking at this scene from a distance, experienced people shouted: "Not good!" Hurry up to collect the crops and food that have been cut down in the field, dry on the field and on the roof of the house, move the clothes and household items piled up in the yard that are afraid of rain back to the house, or cover them with tarpaulins and straw curtains.Before these things were finished, the wind suddenly rolled up from the ground, and with an unusually rapid momentum, it threw the dead branches and leaves, dust, sand and stones on the ground, and even all the objects that could be caught, into the air.Houses and cliffs blocked the way of the wind.Immediately, two more fierce and swift whirlwinds formed.The roof of the house was taken off, the trees were uprooted, and two huge and dark whirlwind circles covered half of the sky, and they were pushed into the distance like a ruined one. The wind whizzed across the ground with a stinging coolness, leaving "goosebumps" on people's bodies. At this time, the iron curtain was still far away, but it was already visible. It was three years old. My child also knows that a heavy rain is coming. However, the situation suddenly changed.The wind suddenly stopped, and the slightest trace disappeared.The leaves do not shake, the feathers do not swing.There was a sudden white light on the other side of the black screen.It wasn't the sun, it wasn't the electric fire struck by thunder, it was a face that was as pale as a dead man who had lost all color.In a vacuum-like silence, a few walnut-sized raindrops fell to the ground first, splashing a stream of earth mist with a muddy smell.Then from far and near, there was the sound of heavy rain pouring down like ten thousand horses galloping.The sound hit people's eardrums more and more heavily, causing those crowded under the gate and in the aisle to stretch their necks waiting for sightseeing. The heavy rain came amidst people's waiting and cheering.There is no thunder and lightning, no howling wind, only rough and thick rain columns, covering the entire space. People in the seaside mountainous areas know that this kind of rain is many times more powerful than the rain that is full of strong winds, thunder and lightning, and rumbling and shouting. Qiu Ling left the engineering company in a whirlwind.She ran to the reception to check the doors and windows, and then ran to the house.Amidst the pale silence and the ear-piercing footsteps of the heavy rain, she put away a few clothes that fell to the ground.Before she could cover the dreaded things in the yard, the raindrops mercilessly poured down on her head, face, and never fell on her again. She ran back to the house and calmed down her beating heart a little, only to realize that she was the only one in the whole courtyard. "Father! Xiaohui!" she shouted. After shouting three times, the younger brother's vague answer came from the side of the rain-watching aisle on the street. "Xiaohui! Come back—" Xiang Hui wore a big straw hat made of reed, rolled up his trouser legs, and had bare feet, flying into the house like a bird. "Where is Dad?" "how could I know!" "I really hate people!" Qiu Ling's teeth were itchy.This kind of weather, this kind of rain, if things go wrong, people will die! Qiu Ling took out a raincoat and put it on Xiang Hui, and put a straw hat on his head, and said, "Go and find it! Don't run too far, it's at the edge of the village, don't go to the river! Do you hear me clearly?" Xiang Hui agreed and disappeared into the rain and fog. Qiu Ling took off her skirt, put on a thick old unlined jacket, rolled up the sleeves of her trouser legs, and went out with an umbrella. "Father!—" Xiang Hui's sharp childish voice came from beside the clear water bridge. "Father!——" Qiu Ling held her umbrella with all her might, resisting the fierce attack of the heavy rain, and ran in another direction, toward the Maya River. Peng Biaozi is not "big". He returned to the village from the Maya River before the rain.At this time, he was lying on a stone slab under the old ginkgo tree in the north of the village with his legs crossed: the eagle was perched on the branch, and a few-meter-long slip rope was tied to a small locust tree beside the stone slab.The thick and spreading branches and leaves of the old ginkgo tree support a huge green umbrella, causing only a few drops of water and mist to fall from the toppled river.Peng Biaozi's belly turned upside down; let the water droplets make a pleasing sound like a drum on his belly.The drops of water fell on his head and face, he twisted his neck and opened his mouth to catch them.If I pick up too much, I find it bitter, so I spit it out and pick it up again.As it rained heavily and for a long time, the water droplets and mist that leaked from the trees also became thicker and thicker.The eagle was so wet that it changed a few branches, Peng Biaozi just wiped his hands on his belly and face, as if he had found a rare natural bathing place. He heard Xiang Hui's shout through the rain curtain, and cursed in his heart: "Scream! I'm not dead yet!" Qiu Ling's voice also came, very close, and went straight to the river.He stretched himself up to respond, but lay down resentfully; he seemed to dislike the noise.He covered his ears tightly with both hands. In the morning, he had a fight with Shi Bo Ding'er. Although it was because of the eagle and the sheep, the two reconciled in Xia Xiang.But the heart-wrenching matter that Shi Bodinger said still stuck in Peng Biaozi's heart.He turned towards the willow tree pier and the Maya River, and cursed Yue Pengcheng upside down, but he knew that he didn't even dare to touch a single hair of him, and he would just dry up his mouth with foam.He hated Qiu Ling, hated his daughter shamelessly looking for a kidnapper, hated her daughter for embarrassing him outside. "Mom, why don't you have the face to meddle in me." He scolded.She swears that she will not look at Qiu Ling in the future and refuse to accept her control. He refused to go home when it was raining, because he thought it was fun outside, and because he was angry and didn't want to go back to see Qiu Ling.She thought to herself: She might be doing something good with that turtle son surnamed Yue!Hearing Qiuling yelling, knowing that she was worrying about herself, she felt complacent: I told you to yell, I shouldn't have yelled to break the sky, but I can't see you jumping into the Maya River! The crisp sound of the eagle's tail bell still called Xiang Hui to the old ginkgo tree. "Father, the mountain is looking for you, are you deaf?" "Am I deaf? Who told you to look for it all over the mountain!" "You go home! My sister is still looking for you!" "No one will find it back! Anyway... no return!" Peng Biaozi changed his place and lay stretched out on a piece of rain-wet grass, struggling to stretch. "Are you really not going back? I'm going to find my sister!" Xiang Hui gave him a bitter look, and ran towards the Maya River, shouting as he ran, "Sister—father is here—he won't return—" "You little bastard!" Peng Biaozi cursed at his son's back, got up anyway, took off the eagle to protect his chest, limped, and walked towards the village. Peng Biaozi entered the house with his front foot, while Qiu Ling and Xiang Hui stepped across the threshold behind him.Qiuling's umbrella barely worked, and she was drenched in the rain from the chest down.Xiang Hui was wearing a raincoat and a straw hat, and his clothes were 80% wet.Qiuling didn't care about changing clothes, she threw the umbrella in front of Peng Biaozi, her face turned livid: "It's going to rain, do you know that? You ran under that tree so leisurely and flustered! Calling you, why are you Respond? You don't want to come back, why don't you jump into the Maya River? You go jump! You go jump! Waiting for your daughter and son to catch you like Li Longye!..." Peng Biaozi rolled his eyes, trying to disobey, but he couldn't answer. "Ah shout!" Xiang Hui sneezed.Qiu Ling hurriedly found some clothes for Xiang Hui to change into, and she changed herself as well.At the same time, light the stove and boil ginger soup. "Father, where are your clothes?" Qiu Ling asked after ginger soup was put into the pot.When Peng Biaozi got up early this morning and went up the mountain, she specially found another one for him to wear. Peng Biaozi also felt cold at this moment, with a runny nose, and said, "Throw...lose..." "You're lying!" Xiang Hui lifted the mat on Peng Biao's kang in the back room, under which there were no less than five or six crumpled shirts and vests. Qiu Ling was so angry that her eyes rolled.In order to dress up this embarrassing father so well that he can hide his skin, how much effort and money she has spent!And he just "lost" the clothes he bought back!She rolled up the pile of clothes and carried them out, and threw them on Peng Biaozi's head one by one, bitterly and fiercely.Then, holding Xiang Hui in his arms, he burst into tears. On this day, Peng Biaozi wore a Dacron shirt for the first time, and drank a bowl of ginger soup and ate a hot meal for the first time.