Chapter 8 Section 3

It was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers, and the lights in the room were only turned on, but the bulbs were hung high and the wattage was small, and the light in the room was very dark. It was like a candlelight dinner, except that the candles were hung higher.The dining table in the main room was already set with food. There was a large bowl in the middle, probably vegetables, and a smaller bowl in front of one person, probably rice. She couldn't see what was in the bowl, she just thought it was a thick bowl, and she lost her appetite before eating it. "This is specially made for you," he said.

She asked, "What is it?" "It's fatty pork noodles, try it, it's delicious." She dared not put down her chopsticks: "I don't eat fatty meat." "Don't give it to me." She poked around in the bowl with her chopsticks, picked up all the fat meat for him, and he passed it over to his parents, saying to Ding Yi: "They rarely eat meat, let them eat." She saw his parents being polite for a while, and they both ate the fatty meat with relish, as if it was some rare delicacy.Her throat was choked, and after a while, she asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you take your parents to City A to live with you?"

"They refuse to go, they don't accept the water and soil there, they get sick when they go there, and they'll be fine when they come back." "Then you send them more money and let them buy meat." "I send them money, and they won't buy meat." "Then what do they keep the money for?" He said shyly, "Get me a wife." "That little money is not enough to marry a wife!" "They think saving a little is a little." Her tears were about to come out, and she wanted to say to him: I will marry you, and I don’t want a penny from your parents. You told them to save money, so let’s buy some meat.

The noodles were really not tasty, tasteless, and a bit greasy. She managed to take a few mouthfuls, but she couldn't eat anymore, but she still didn't put down the bowls and chopsticks, and pretended to be eating until everyone put down the bowls and chopsticks , she put down the bowls and chopsticks, but his mother soon found out that there were a lot of noodles left in her bowl, and worriedly whispered something to him. He asked her: "What do you want to eat? My mother will make it for you." She hastily declined: "I'm full, and I don't want to eat anything."

"You don't have to be polite in my house. If you are polite, you will be hungry." "I'm really full. How about I eat some of the biscuits you brought back." He hurriedly ran to get a tube of biscuits for her, the wrapping paper was torn, probably the kind that couldn't be sent out.She took out a piece and tasted it. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't particularly delicious, just a little sweet, and it cost fifty cents a tube at most.Fortunately, he bought so many tubes and carried them back so far, how heavy they are, it's hard for him. His family has a TV, black and white, about 14 inches, but the reception is not good, there are always some horizontal stripes and diagonal stripes, and the "national face" of the two announcers Zhou Zheng is pulled crooked and distorted from time to time, as if he is doing something. grimace.

The two old people were sitting in the main room watching TV devoutly. There were still seven or eight people standing in the main room, both old and young.At first she thought it was to see her, but later she found out that he was there to watch TV.He also sat there watching TV, and moved a bench to invite her to watch TV. She watched TV with her for a while, and felt that there was nothing to watch and she was very tired, so she whispered, "I'm very tired and I want to sleep." He hurriedly took her to the bedroom. Under Rudou's light, she saw a high bed with a footboard in front of it.She asked, "Where do you take a bath?"

"Bath? There is no place to take a bath at night. I have to wash in the pond behind the mountain when it is warm tomorrow at noon." "Then you don't usually wash your feet before going to bed?" "I'll get you some water to wash." He went out for a long time, brought in a clay basin and put it on the ground: "You wash it, I'm going out." She stopped him: "Just a basin? Wash your face and feet?" He ran out again, and after a while, came in with another earthen basin: "Use this to wash your feet." After he went out, she took out the towel soap she had brought, and divided the water into two parts, one part was put in the washbasin for washing the face, and the other part was put in the footbasin for washing the feet.The water for washing the face was just enough to wet a towel, and the water for washing the feet was not enough to submerge the feet.She reckoned that it would be difficult to get water on the mountain, so she might have to go down the mountain to fetch water.It is already a luxury for her to have such a pot of hot water to wash her face, so she can't trouble him anymore.

She took a quick wash and went to the main room to look for him: "Where is the water splashed?" He said, "Don't worry about it, I'll do it. Would you like to watch TV for a while?" "I don't want to watch it, I want to rest early." He took all the water away, and she checked the bed carefully, and found that the bed sheets were washed hard, like paper, and there was something in the pillow, which rustled when touched. He poured the water back, and she asked in a low voice, "Where are you sleeping tonight?" "Sleeping in the woodshed."

She was surprised: "Why did you go to sleep in the woodshed? There is no other place. Is there a bed in the woodshed?" "No." "Then how do you sleep?" "There is firewood." She thought of him sleeping crookedly in the pile of firewood tonight, and felt very sorry, so she suggested: "You can sleep here, this bed is quite big. I don't know where I live here, so it's scary to sleep alone." He thought for a while, and said with dignity: "Okay, I'll sleep here." Before she could speak, he added, "But you're not allowed to touch me."

She asked back, "Why should I touch you?" He didn't answer. She said angrily, "Don't worry, I won't touch you!" "That's good." He said and went out to watch TV. She took off her coat, went to bed, and lay under the quilt.Although it's almost May, it's cool in the mountains, and a thick quilt can still be covered. The quilt is also hard and starched, but there is a strange sense of comfort when covering her body, which makes her have an urge to take off and sleep naked. Between starched sheets and comforters. At night in the mountains, there is a special kind of tranquility, without the hustle and bustle of traffic, only the mountain breeze blowing gently.

In fact, the mountain wind blowing is also a sound, but it is a sound that adds a sense of silence without making you feel dead. Ding Yi thought that she would suffer from insomnia, because she had a choice of beds, she was used to sleeping on one bed, and she would not be able to fall asleep if she changed to another bed. Even when she returned home from school, she would suffer from insomnia on the first night.Now that I am in a small mountain village so far away from my home, it is reasonable to say that I should not be able to sleep. But beyond her expectation, she soon fell asleep, not knowing whether it was because of the silence of the mountain night, or because of the exhaustion of the cars and horses.She didn't know when the group of people in the main room dispersed, and when Dr. Man came to sleep on the bed.