Chapter 6 Old House on Fire-2

The girl from Jingu Lane has a date The girl in Jingu Lane has a relationship, and she is also from the propaganda team, the one who dances the red flag and turns dozens of spinners in a row.Sooner or later he went to Jingu Lane to chat with the girl, but the girl didn't want to talk to her, so he chatted with the girl's mother.The girl's mother is lonely recently, and the good uncles are less and less coming to the door. One is because the world is not stable, and the duty is higher; the other is because the girl's mother is a little old. The girl's mother's color is getting old, but the girl is getting brighter every day.I don’t cut my hair when it grows long, and let it hang over my shoulders. When it’s hot and tired, I tie it up with a white handkerchief, revealing my snow-white neck and ears. There is a small furry black mole on the cheek beside the ear .Sitting on a small bench and reading a book, actually didn't see a single line, but it was done very engrossed, quiet and elegant, so that people dare not have evil thoughts.The boy sat there from noon until dark, and didn't say a few words to her.Just what he said, she only agreed "hey" or "no".At the end, when she wanted to leave, she raised her head and stood up, walked ahead, and opened the door for him.open the door.But he looked back and smiled, the smile was full of meaning, he didn't have time to taste it, he walked out in a daze, the door was closed, and there was no more movement, which attracted him to sit down again the next day, after sitting for a long time, he had that smile, but he also Not bad.

Reserved like a lady, this is her.Passionate and unrestrained like a wild girl in a foreign movie, she is also her. Occasionally, when there was no one at home, her interest would come up somehow, and she would stop abruptly, and the book fell to the ground. Without realizing it, she walked over the book tremblingly, suddenly grabbed the boy's hands, and put them together. On her hot face, she was sobbing and crying, muttering words that no one could understand, as if she was in great love and pain.He was dumbfounded, with her cold hands kneaded by her, and it took him a long time to wake up, only to feel that happiness was rushing over his head and face, and his heart was very impulsive.He straightened up, wanting to hold her in his arms, but unexpectedly her enthusiasm had passed, he took a few steps back, looked at him with love and bitterness, put a finger to his mouth, and blew "shh" With one bite, he was immobilized as if he had been immobilized, leaving behind a blurry and warm memory.The passion in my heart has nowhere to rest, so I had to climb up the desolate Huaguo Mountain and sing with my voice, singing all the "yellow songs" before the "Cultural Revolution": what "the moon rises to the sky on the fifteenth day", what "Ah "Brothers and sisters are in love", what "ninety-nine sunny days", what "embroidered purses"... I couldn't hear it from a distance, I just thought it was a little beast roaring.

The siren of the pier by the river blew again and again. Although the rented house is dilapidated and narrow, it is closer to the river, and the sound of the siren sounds real. On the top of the band rehearsal hall is the single female dormitory.He played the piano in the house, and the people above heard it, and the sound of the piano was like running water under his feet.When it was all right, she held her breath and listened quietly. After listening for a long time, she heard a lot of things on her mind.She could hear the unspeakable pain in this man's heart, and the pain was expressed with a lot of poetry because of the sound of the piano.She was just twenty-four years old, she was in high school, and she read a lot of idle books. Her youthful and pure tenderness was particularly touched by that melancholy.And his delicate feminine temperament aroused her sleeping motherhood even more.She is the kind of woman who is weak and quiet on the outside, but strong on the inside, with a broad mind that can protect all weak souls.The passion that overflows in my heart is love or maternal love, and I can never tell the difference. That kind of love can almost be called fraternal love, with the greatness of self-sacrifice. pain.

In the rehearsal room, he was immersed in the sound of his piano, completely unaware that he was completely in love with a woman.Every time it's time for dinner, there are chaotic footsteps above the head, and the girls file down to buy food in the cafeteria. There is always a person who stops in front of the door and tells him: "Don't hold back, let's eat." He didn't know This is the first confession of love, and she just replied with a blushing face: "Thank you, I will go right away." She left, noticing that he didn't go right away, but waited until the end, and the long queue for food came to an end , when the window was almost closed, he came slowly, to buy three taels of rice or two taels of steamed buns, to buy a dish, and that dish was always the most expensive, the least desirable, and the most unsalable.Once, when she stopped at the door of the rehearsal hall, she said, "Let me buy food for you." After that, she picked up the bowl he put on the piano case and left.He was so embarrassed that he stood up and chased after him before he could put down the piano, but he stopped when he reached the door, and he was embarrassed to chase after him.He didn't know what to do, it was not good to stand in the house waiting for her to deliver the food, and it was not good to run to the cafeteria and stand in line with her, but sitting down and playing the violin, he was completely lost in thought, and his heart was full of embarrassment.Then he put down his bow, took out a stack of meal tickets from his pocket, and waited for her to return her meal tickets.He waited nervously for her return, and when he saw her figure turning out from the back of the rehearsal hall, he panicked, and hurried into the door.She came, walked into the room peacefully, put a bowl of rice covered with vegetables gently on the piano box, turned around and was about to leave.He hurriedly said, "Return your meal ticket!" She stopped again, turned her head and smiled slightly, and said, "Three taels of meal ticket, twenty cents." Just counted.She took it and left with her meal.Only then did he realize that it was funny, but such an ordinary thing was so embarrassing. He picked up the meal, and it seemed that there was still the warmth of her Ning Xin on the side of the bowl, and he was very calm.From then on, she never made him panic again.Asking her to bring meals and vegetables has become a very common and natural thing.Sometimes, she brought him meals, and she would stay in the band rehearsal hall, eat with him and chat for a few days.She asked how many people were there in his family?Where is the ranking?He also asked her if her parents were still alive?How many siblings?She asked him which year he was a graduate, and he answered honestly, only hiding the part about being in the middle school attached to the Shanghai Reading Academy; The location and some sporadic stories.The words are very ordinary, but very kind.She had an air of tranquility, calming and relaxing, and gradually, he was willing to be close to her.He is not a very strong man. He has been very dependent on his mother since he was a child. Although he loves his elder brother very much, his elder brother is too strong and tall, which always makes him afraid and dare not approach him.Unconsciously, he instinctively resists and rejects men, and is unwilling to be with men.From elementary school to junior high school, up to now, he has never had any close friends of the same sex.However, he was insurmountably shy with women, so he was always alone, but his heart was inclined towards women.What he needs is the kind of strong woman who can help him overcome his shyness, who is enough for him to rely on, not only has a warm and soft chest, but also has strong and powerful arms, that is his habitat, and can call him peace of mind.

She knew all this with her nature, and she loved him even more because of his frailty.Women actually have more strength and wisdom than men, but because there is no battlefield for them, they can only rely on their love.She was willing to be dependent on him, and his dependence gave her a pleasant burden of pride, with which her love and life were fulfilled.His dependence also gave her deep tenderness and love an outlet.Therefore, the weak him has become a strong dependence on her.She wants him, she is confident that he will be able to make him happy, and she will be happy too.But she knew very well that she couldn't reveal her true feelings too much, let alone express her true feelings too enthusiastically, which would scare him away.He was weak and timid, and there were many wounds in his heart. She didn't know what it was, but she knew that the same pain was far less painful and hurtful to others than him.He must be well protected and treated with care.The more she realizes this, the more she loves him so dearly.However, she is a girl after all, and she has self-esteem, which is much stronger than ordinary people.Deep down in his heart, he was extremely unwilling to make him aware of his thoughts, and he also didn't want others to think that it was her who took the initiative in the future. At present, such gossip has been spread unknowingly.For this, she was a little angry again, angry at him for being insensitive, angry at him for being so cowardly and unmanly, angry at him for always treating herself like a sister.So, when they got to know each other gradually, she alienated him again.For several days in a row, she didn't ask him to eat, let alone bring him a meal. When they met, she just smiled and walked away. Walking away didn't make people feel uncomfortable. She just thought that she really had something that she couldn't let go of.She is never embarrassing.Her estrangement was as natural and ordinary as her approach, and there was nothing uncomfortable about it.

When she was alienated from him, he felt a little melancholy, as if something was missing, so he started looking for her.When it was time for her to go downstairs, she didn't hear her footsteps.At this moment, he found that he could distinguish her alone from the chaotic footsteps.He walked out the door, raised his head and called her name.She stuck her head out and asked with a quiet smile what's the matter?He said, why don't you go downstairs to eat, is it uncomfortable?She said, let the girl in the same room pick it up.He said that he could also bring it to her.She laughed and said, next time I will ask him to pick it up.Retracting back, leaving behind a bright glass window reflecting sunlight.He walked away slowly, and after these few conversations, he seemed to feel more at ease in his heart, but he was a little empty, as if he lacked support.He went to buy food by himself, sat on the edge of the piano and ate like wax. Halfway through the meal, he saw her come down, holding the water bottle, stopped and asked him if he wanted boiled water, there was still some in the bottle, and poured it out. Go to make a new one.He said yes, and soaked half a bowl of dry rice in boiling water.She was not in a hurry to fetch water, leaning against the door, talking to him slowly, saying that the sun is particularly good today, that this year's winter is extraordinarily warm, so summer won't be too hot, and other gossip.None of the words were important, but every word fell into his heart.I want to think about it carefully, but I can't think of a word, but it is a warm and quiet, covering the whole body and mind.

She knew that this man should not be discouraged too much. This is a discouraged man. When his heart is really ashes, I am afraid that it will never be ignited or awakened.She just wanted a rule, and the positions of the two parties were adjusted.Only in this way can she love and love him confidently.Everything before and after was by no means carefully planned by her. It can be said that it was all out of intention and out of nature.But her reason and emotion are so integrated that when emotion is active, reason must dominate; when reason is active, emotion always precedes. From then on, not only she brought him meals, but he also often brought meals. At such times, he always waited early at the window of the cafeteria, memorizing the recipes written on the blackboard by heart. , Meal tickets are unloaded early, and can be paid smoothly one by one at any time.The serious and tense expression seemed to bear a great responsibility.It's no longer just her sitting in his piano room, he often goes to her bedroom to sit at night when no one is around.She has a kerosene stove, which was brought to Shilipu when she was sent down from Nanjing, and then brought here from Shilipu.She can also use wine and medicine to make fermented rice. While talking, she boiled fermented glutinous rice and beaten eggs, served him in a bowl.He felt like a gluttonous child in front of her, but he wasn't shy at all.This is the only woman besides her mother who doesn't have to be shy in front of her.When he was with her, he was completely disarmed, and he was talking and laughing, as if he was a different person, and he seemed to have returned to his original nature.The gentle aura emanating from her body enveloped him, and he felt extremely peaceful and at ease.

During the National Day, the regiment had a five-day holiday.The people in this county are naturally at home, and those in nearby places are planning to visit relatives, and the kitchens are also closed. There are only a few guards in the regiment who can't go home from a long distance, and they are among them.She started off with her kerosene stove.The two went to the street together to buy crabs and prawns, and when they came back they steamed them in baskets and dipped them in fresh vinegar mixed with ginger foam and white sugar.I also bought live chicken stew, steamed fresh fish, and ate ten dishes in five days, and lived happily at home.On the last night, she suddenly said, you were the one crying in the miscellaneous forest on the day of the exam, right?He blushed and admitted, and asked her how she knew, she only hinted with a smile, and he remembered seeing a floral dress flashing by in the forest that day, so he stopped talking.She didn't say anything, and said for a long time, the miscellaneous forest is very quiet and beautiful, it is a good place.This reminded him, so he proposed to go for a walk in the miscellaneous woods together.She already had this intention in her heart, but she just waited for him to say it, so she readily agreed.The two put on their own clothes, went out of the courtyard gate one after another, walked along the courtyard wall, and walked towards the miscellaneous woods.The moonlight is like washing, and the scars on the tree trunks are clearly illuminated, and the sawtooth on the edge of the grass moves with the breeze.

He suddenly opened the chatter box and told his story bit by bit, including the shameful part in Shanghai, the house in the fire, the dead bones in the burnt wood... As he told the story, his heart ached slightly. It was like being pricked by a needle, but once he vomited it out, he felt relaxed from head to toe, his heart was so clear that he could see the bottom, and all the dross was gone.After saying everything, he raised his head and looked at the sky, where there was a bright moon in the sky, and the moonlight was almost brilliant; he looked down at his feet, and the dew-soaked soil smelled bitter and fragrant.Then he raised his eyes and saw hers.Her eyes showed such deep pity, such warm love.He couldn't help trembling a little, moved his lips and called out her name, and she responded gently.He called again, and she answered again.He clearly saw the eager waiting in her eyes, but he couldn't go forward.She clearly saw his timidity, but refused to give in.They held each other, and in the end, because of the encouragement of her eyes and because of his weakness, he still gave in and hugged her shoulders.Then she stretched out her hands, hooked his neck, bent his head down hard, held it in her hands, stroked his hair, and murmured: "Really, you, really, you !" This caress is something he never dared to look forward to, but it is something he was born to wait for.He sobbed, feeling his pain twice as much, and also his happiness twice as much.

The girls in Jingu Lane have met countless people and become the most romantic figures in the city.There are legends that she hanged the man with anger, and there are also legends that the man cut her with a knife.No matter what the legend says, she didn't kill anyone, and she lived very well herself.The yellow military uniform has long since been worn, and he is wearing a navy blue polyester zipper shirt. The lower body is a pair of yellow military trousers with wide legs, which lose their "military" flavor as they go up. The T-shaped black leather shoes are really indescribably slim and fashionable.There are indeed several lovers, but she doesn't call them "friends", but "friends". Since they are not lovers, it doesn't matter if they have more friends.Therefore, she is very straightforward.No matter how people poke her back, she will have fun whenever she wants, and play whenever she wants, and she will be angry to death.She deserves it even if she is mad, she is very happy.She knew all about the rumors outside, but didn't care about them at all.Her heart is very wide, since it has never happened before, why bother?This annoyance seems real.Since people want to spread rumors, what's the point of dispelling rumors?Can it be cleared up?In her small and intelligent heart, she also felt that the people who pointed to her spine were the ones who were most jealous of her, jealous of her beauty, her attractiveness, jealous of so many men who liked her and followed her wholeheartedly, But no one loves them.It is the most unfortunate and tragic thing for a woman to be unloved by a man.So not only did she not hate these people who spread rumors and slander, she also felt a little sincerely pitiful, which infuriated them even more, and the rumors she created became even more sensational.Some said that she had already had seven or eight births, and some said that she had a contraceptive prescription passed down by her mother, and she looked like a daughter no matter how many men she slept with.