A collection of allusions from the same road

After drinking half a jug of water in one breath, I took off my shirt to wipe off my sweat. I stared blankly at him. The bronze body was like an ancient Greek god, so sacred and holy in my eyes. This is the god in my heart. !

After a break, Uncle Chen got up and stamped out the cigarette butts and put on his shirt, and we continued on our way.This section of the road is downhill and relatively flat.

"Jiangnan, when I don't see you, I miss you very much. My heart is like a cat's paw. It's as if my whole heart has been taken away by you. It's empty." Chen Bo said while pedaling his bicycle.

And why don't I worry about Uncle Chen all the time.

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☆、Kapok Creek 7

Novella "Kapok Creek" No. [-]

love journey

I have been in love with Uncle Chen for three years, and when it comes time to say goodbye, it is a farewell of life and death.It is just in response to an old saying: iron-clad camps and flowing soldiers, the Nanfan Base implements a rotation system, which is rotated every three years.

The base held a commendation meeting for us, commending and summarizing the work lessons and experience of the personnel who came to Qiong this time. After three years of practice, the Nanfan personnel were awarded the titles of agricultural technician, assistant agronomist and agronomist respectively, and I Because of the varieties cultivated by himself, he was rated as the only agronomist among the people who came to Qiongnan this time.

I feel that I am the biggest gainer. Not only have I achieved results at work, but I have also received love!

Before leaving, Uncle Chen took me back to his hometown. My aunt looked older than I thought. Uncle Chen’s four sons all got married and established businesses. It can be said that the family’s fortune is not big, and the brothers are still crowded in two decent houses. , They are all fishermen, live by fishing, and they are usually on fishing boats, while their daughters-in-law are in the fishing club on the shore, and their grandchildren who are studying or young stay on the shore, under the care of Aunt Chen.

This time Uncle Chen was willing to go all out. He knew that I like the sea, so he took me on a fishing boat and went out to sea together.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Chen is a top-notch boat boss. A motorized fishing boat weighing more than ten tons is like a toy in his hands. After leaving the pier, there is Yazhou Bay, but the fishing ground is not here, and there are still more than three hours of voyage. arrive.

Except for Chen Bo, who was at the helm, the rest of the crew used this time to rest or sleep.I didn't feel sleepy at all. Looking at the mountains behind me from the empty deck, most of the east and west continents were hidden in the sea waves, but the verdant southern edge of Wuzhi Mountain became more and more clear. First, the leader leads the mountains to guide the direction of the ship in the sea.

In the beautiful scenery, I feel some inadequacies, yes, my Uncle Chen!He was at the helm in the wheelhouse at this time.

Seeing me, he pushed open the glass door of the driver's cab to let me in, let me sit beside him, and subconsciously pulled the curtain of the rear window.

At that time, it had been a tradition since ancient times for women not to go on board, so almost all the boatmen did not wear long trousers, and all of them wore shorts. At this time, Chen Bo naturally also wore shorts.

There are no women and no sex on the fishing boat. The iron-disciplined Uncle Chen will not break the rules because of this. In addition, he did not refuse my ostentatious kisses and hugs. In the small cab, facing the vast The South China Sea, my hand can swim snakes in any part of Chen Bo.

An hour or so after leaving the fishing port, the fishing boat entered the wave area, the sea was rolling, and the huge waves were churning in the boundless sea. The fishing boat of more than ten tons was like a leaf, walking through the peaks and troughs of the waves. My stomach was like a living person It was normal to pick it out, I was seasick and vomited non-stop.

Chen Bo stretched out a tea mug filled with water and asked me to drink some water.It was really uncomfortable, so I lay down with my pillow on Uncle Chen's thigh, and he patted my chest like a rudder to relieve my symptoms.Just like that, I passed out and fell asleep.

I was awakened by the voices of Uncle Chen and his sons talking. It turned out that we had already arrived at the fishing area.As an old boatman, one must not only have the ability to steer the boat at sea, but also have the ability to identify the direction of currents and the density of fish schools.Although some people have been busy all night, they have not gained much, while others have been able to fill their positions. It is not only luck but also experience that needs to be ordered.Judging by their demeanor, the sons seemed dissatisfied with their father's selection of outlets, but they couldn't hold back the old man.We have to deploy the net at this point.

Life at sea is very boring. We went out to sea in the afternoon and walked hundreds of miles to reach this fishing area. It was already dark when we arrived at the fishing area. The fishermen did their homework completely under low lights, throwing the fishing nets piled up on the deck into the sea , as the fishing boat moves slowly to lay the net, I estimate it is about 2000 meters long.Chen Bo said that this fishing net cost more than 2 yuan, and it took about an hour to lay the net. Then he turned off the fire, took out a few mast lights and hung them on the mast before entering the cabin to rest.

Although moored in the vast sea, fishing boats need people to watch the night. It used to be to prevent pirates, but now it has become a tradition.Because of the changeable currents, the safety of fishing nets needs to be observed by someone, and the most important thing is to prevent damage to fishing nets by passing ships.

Uncle Chen kept watch by himself, and his sons all went down to sleep in the cabin.

"Jiangnan, go to sleep too."

"No"

I didn't feel sleepy at all, and I sat on the deck with Uncle Chen and chatted against the side of the boat. It was already midnight, the sea became very calm, there was no wind, and the surroundings seemed quiet. The blue-gray night sky was full of stars. You can also vaguely see the shadow of the mountains at the southern tip of Hainan Island.

Uncle Chen and I chatted about the past of his youth, about the fishing and hunting life of his father's generation, and how to tell the course by looking at the stars.

"Jiangnan, I don't know when we will meet again after parting this time."

Uncle Chen felt a touch of sadness and touched my face affectionately.

I didn't know what to say at this time, tears welled up.

"No matter where he goes, Jiang Nan can't tolerate the second person in his heart."

He didn't speak anymore, he was in pain, and we quietly guarded the final peace.

As soon as four o'clock came, Uncle Chen would wake up the sleeping child loudly.Start the engine by yourself, the rumbling sound of the machine is extremely harsh in the silent night, they are ready to close the net!

This is a harvest time!The wet fishing nets were extremely heavy, and collecting the nets was not like laying out the nets. No one needed to steer the rudder. Uncle Chen participated in the operation of pulling the nets. There were already five big baskets of fishing goods before halfway through the net, and the whole net was pulled up in an hour, and there were a whole basket of fishing goods.It's been a great night!

The journey home was fast, with no storms and waves along the way, and I was much happier than when I came out. Chen Bo’s boss was at the helm, and the others sorted the catch, sorting the fish of different sizes into several grades, and then washed the fishing nets and the deck, while Chen Bo took me into the cabin to rest.

The life of fishermen is monotonous. They go back and forth between the sea and the fishing port year after year. They go out to sea every afternoon and return at five or six o’clock in the morning. Sometimes they have to sell their fish to Yacheng. Time to sell to Sanya.

Three days later, it was the day of parting. After the base held a farewell party for us, we boarded the return journey north.Seeing all my companions returning home like an arrow, I felt an inexplicable nostalgia instead.

Uncle Chen didn't come to see me off. I knew he was not a strong person, and he was afraid of being laughed at when we parted.

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☆、Kapok Creek 8

The eighth novella "Kapok Creek"

farewell to life and death

It was already the end of the year, and when I returned to my hometown, I felt cold. My family gathered around the firepit to keep warm. I took out the special products and seafood I brought back from Hainan Island, and brought back a cigarette for my father. My brothers and sisters ate them all the time. I have never eaten coconut candy. Although they have all grown up a lot now, they are still as naughty at home and in front of me as they were when they were young.

I became the center of the family, busy answering all kinds of questions from my younger siblings and my parents.My mother blamed me for spending money recklessly, and I told my mother that those salted fish were given by friends I met in Hainan Island.

"Really, I have time to ask him to come and sit at home."

"Well, it's just that Hainan Island is too far away, so I'm afraid he won't come," I said.

I took out a red certificate and handed it to my father: "Dad, this is the certificate."

My father had low education and little literacy, but he could still read those words, and then returned the certificate to me. Although he didn't say anything, his face showed uncontrollable joy.

Not long after I came back this time, I was transferred to the Agricultural Science Institute of the Regional Administration. I traveled between counties all year round, working with farmers in the fields, and directly promoted the promotion of new rice varieties to the countryside.

As an older young man, the family's pressure to marry has passed year after year, so I had to go home less and do more to cope with my father's pressure.Hunan is a place with distinct seasons. Every time when the farming is slack, I go south to Hainan Island to meet Uncle Chen.

I never told him about my family's forced marriage, lest he worry about me.In the early days of reform and opening up, due to the expiration of the lease contract of the Southern Breeding Team of the Hongyun Team, the Nanfan Base there was withdrawn from the Hongyun Team and moved to a place closer to Yacheng.The team took over the original paddy fields and cultivated land, and a lot of fresh new workers came.

I lived with Uncle Chen. An old man in his sixties is still so busy and stays away all day, but he is still so optimistic. He left a strong impression on me that he loves life and work, and he has become a role model in my mind!

Uncle Chen has never been to the mainland in his life. When chatting, he was very envious of me being able to travel between the mainland and Hainan.Although I have asked him to go to my hometown many times.

The winter of 79 was very cold. Uncle Chen, who loved me, didn't want me to run back and forth on this road. He brought Hainan's special products to Yueyang and came to me, which moved me and made me crazy.

Our family kindly received this guest from Tianya.Chen Bo couldn't understand the local dialect, and his father's Xiangpu Chen Bo didn't understand a few words. My brothers and sisters and I became their translators.

Only now did Uncle Chen know that my parents were quite dissatisfied with me being unmarried so far, and he naturally knew the reason.

Uncle Chen and I came to the Yangtze River. It was the first time for him to see the Yangtze River. This is the mother river of the Chinese nation. Looking at the boats coming and going in the river, he stopped and looked into the distance, thinking deeply.

"Jiangnan." Uncle Chen suddenly pushed my hand that was bent in his arm and said, "Look, is the water in the Jiangwan flowing?"

I watched him silently, bewildered.

Chen Bo seemed to be asking himself a question and answering, "If there is no rolling Yangtze River water, how can there be a pool of rivers and moons?"

"Bo—"

"Jiangnan, listen to your parents and get married!"

I shook my head stubbornly, "No, you know."

Uncle Chen straightened my hair blown by the river wind, and looked at me with a smile for a long time. His eyes were a little cloudy but they were shining with love and care.

"Jiangnan, I used to hear you say that not getting married in my life made me feel happy and satisfied. I also believed in you, you know, I was afraid that you would leave me after getting married, but this time I came to see you and saw your parents and family. Knowing that they have cared so much for you, I realized that I was wrong, and I am content to have your heart, and you really don’t have to prove yourself by not getting married.”

"Bo..."

"Jiangnan, stop talking, if you don't agree, send Bo to the station tomorrow morning!"

"Uncle, don't leave me, Jiangnan just listens to you."

I am afraid that he will leave, not because I am afraid that he will leave Hunan, but because I am afraid that he will leave my heart and the love between us.I don't know how my married life will go in the future, but my heart can no longer accommodate others. In the cold river wind, I burst into tears, leaning on Uncle's shoulder and crying loudly.

The following year, my parents arranged a wedding for me, and I have my own family since then. My wife is a rural girl and a virtuous woman.

Uncle Chen came when his son was full moon.He has retired to live in his hometown, no longer goes fishing, and lives a life full of grandchildren.He seemed to be much older, and the leisurely life after retirement made him much fairer than before.

I visit him every year, and winter means being with me for him.

In the summer of 1997, 78-year-old Chen Bo died suddenly of cerebral hemorrhage.When I arrived in a hurry, he had already been buried, and his tomb was on the hill where the Hongyun team could see the sea.I remember he once said that he fell in love with me right there.

Kneeling at the old man's new grave, my heart is completely numb. The kapok halfway up the mountain is red like fire, the stream at the foot of the mountain is still flowing, and the scenery is still the same, but the old man goes by crane.

Kapok Creek has come to an end, please continue to pay attention to other chapters of worms.

☆、South gate two 1

One of the novella "South Gate II"

Autumn has come quietly, and the golden phoenix brings coolness. There are still sporadic flowers hanging on the bauhinia trees on both sides of the street, and many leaves are falling down. The blooming crane beak flowers in the flower garden dye the sides of the street red, and the flowers and leaves are adorned. Walking down the block, with the hurried footsteps of people and the pace of the city, passers-by from south to north unintentionally compare the differences between the north and south cities, trying to listen to the voice of the city.

Wang Bingyi has been in Guangdong for more than a year. After resigning, he went back to visit Uncle Zhong and lived there for a few days. Uncle Zhong is old, but he is still so strong, and he still walks like a hurry.Aunt Zhong has been able to sit and stand after the operation. Although her movements are sluggish, she no longer needs help and can do some simple self-care. This is the happiest thing for Wang Bingyi.

Since Aunt Zhong has gained a certain ability to move, Uncle Zhong and Wang Bingyi had to sleep separately and no longer slept together as before, but their hearts were closer and closer, even if it was a quiet kiss and a silent kiss. A hug can arouse the passion of the grandparents; an affectionate look can convey the message of love.

Uncle Zhong's eyes showed that he still loves him so deeply. Wang Bingyi can still feel the familiar atmosphere of his uncle. The old man's eyes are like the warm sunshine, which makes Wang Bingyi feel that he is living in happiness.

This time, Uncle Zhong actually asked about his future marriage. Wang Bingyi had told him before that he was not planning to get married in this life.

"Don't worry, uncle and aunt, I'm only in my early 19s, and I'm still too early to get married."

He tried not to talk about work in front of the old man, and he only said good or very good to the old man when he asked about the work situation.In the impression of the old man, he is already a chef, and the chef's busiest time is when the holidays are approaching. He doesn't want to delay the children's work.

Because of love, he couldn't tell the truth to Uncle Zhong, and he didn't want to deceive the kind-hearted Grandpa Zhong again.

On the third day, Uncle Zhong urged him to rush back to work so as not to delay work.

When parting, the old man sent him to the gate of the community. He was so sad that he really wanted to throw himself into the old man's arms and cry.

"I will go home often after rest." The old man repeatedly explained.

Wang Bingyi felt sore, "Uncle Zhong, I remember, I will come back to see you, I have to go."

Before leaving Ruby, Wang Bingyi settled nearly 3 yuan with the accountant and quietly put 3000 yuan into Grandpa Zhong's bank card. In order not to arouse Uncle Zhong's suspicion, he simply stopped taking cash.Because he went to "learn" "cooking" for three months, except for sending [-] yuan for living expenses to his mother, he had very little money left.

After leaving Zhong's house, Wang Bingyi still cared about another old man in his heart, that is the kind-hearted rich man Mr. Liu. Wang Bingyi and Mr. Liu met in the gay club.In this world, there are many people who are rich and unkind, but this old rich man is the only one who loves himself.

Feeling the old man's friendship, he opened his heart to him, and only in contact with him did he truly feel the inner charm of the old rich man: unique vision, tenacious will, superb strategy, honest life and low-key and kind behavior, He has accomplished something in the business world.

He and Uncle Zhong are two different types of elderly people: one is a tall and handsome retired handsome old man who has a rough temper but often worries about financial constraints; An old man who is still traveling in the sea of ​​commerce.

Perhaps the only thing the two old people have in common is that they fall in love with the same person——Wang Bingyi.

When Wang Bingyi returned to Yaxing Garden, he felt that the old man had been living here for more than ten days since he left, because the food in the refrigerator had changed, and the bedding in the small room was folded differently, so it must be the old man's bodyguard. for.

In the afternoon, Wang Bingyi cooked meals for several people according to his own judgment.

Mr. Liu and the bodyguard Lao Guo finally came back. They were not particularly surprised to see Wang Bingyi. The first sentence was:

"Have you finished your resignation?"

What surprised Wang Bingyi was that the old man no longer spoke Mandarin as before, but Cantonese. He has been here for many years, so he can understand Cantonese naturally, but he is usually afraid of being laughed at.

"Well, it's done." He replied in Mandarin.

"That's great."

Looking at the food on the dining table, the old man was a little happy, put down the bag in his hand, turned around and said, "Xiao Guo, let's wash our hands first, and prepare to eat."

Taking advantage of the gap between them washing their hands, Wang Bingyi preoccupied with dinner.

The three of them ate in silence. The old man had no habit of talking about official business while eating, but Wang Bingyi was full of greetings, but he couldn't say anything in front of Lao Guo.

After the meal, the knowledgeable old Guo Bian left Yaxing Garden with an excuse, and Lao Guo went out.

The old man put on a smiling face, "You, I am so anxious to death, I look forward to your return every day."

Wang Bingyi smiled happily, "Me too, I think of you every day."

The two had only been away for more than ten days, but it felt like a long and long parting.Silently embracing each other, love is passed on in the hearts of the old and the young.

"Zaizai, I pity you, don't leave me again, I'm so afraid of being alone."

Wang Bingyi nodded, he was willing to accompany him for the rest of his life, but what about Uncle Zhong?

The old man didn't see Wang Bingyi's emotional change, and continued his topic, saying: "There is a Mid-Autumn Festival every year, and with you here, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival is a real reunion festival."

Wang Bingyi, who said "um, um", couldn't express his feelings in Cantonese, so he couldn't stop nodding.

The two met again, and the old man no longer let him run around outside. Wang Bingyi also needed a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere to get along with the old man.

As the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, Wang Bingyi ordered two boxes of exquisite mooncakes in the supermarket and entrusted the staff of the supermarket to send them to Uncle Zhong.

But the festival is over, but something happened, all because of those two boxes of Mid-Autumn Mooncakes.This is a later story, let's not mention it, it just means his life in Yaxing Garden.

The greatest happiness of an old man is to be with his beloved old man, and the greatest wish is to wish the old man good health and a long life.

The Mid-Autumn Festival and the National Day are coming as scheduled, which is a long holiday.

On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather was fine. The old man and Wang Bingyi set up a table on the south-facing balcony, sat side by side on the bench, ate moon cakes and fruit, and chatted about everything.

The old man was very talkative tonight, talking about his life experience. Wang Bingyi listened quietly, unable to bear to interrupt his words. He deeply felt that the old man had only experienced pain and failure to achieve today's success.

Building F-18 is a 32-storey Daxia. Mr. Liu’s house is on the 27th floor. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the grandpa and grandson sat on the balcony, watching the brilliant night scene and the lights of thousands of families. This is a city that never sleeps; The space is blue-gray, the bright moon is like a disk, hanging in the middle of the sky, the bright moonlight, the stars all over the sky compete with the sea of ​​stars in the world, the two of them sat until midnight, only to see the stars move and turn.

"Look, that star is so bright, I really want to pick it off and give it to you!" Wang Bingyi said innocently, pointing to one. "Haha, if I can, I'll pick one and give it to you!"

The two laughed and looked up, as if they were looking for something.

"Which star are you looking for?" Wang Bingyi asked, "Do you know how to look at the stars?"

The old man said: "I know a lot about Luo, Polaris, Altair, Vega, I understand."

Wang Bingyi smiled: "That's all, I understand. You mean, you want to give me Altair?"

The old man nodded: "If you don't like to give it away, you can also give it to Vega. It's just that you have to go upstairs to see it now."

Wang Bingyi replied: "As long as it is given by you, I will like it, but I gave you such a big star, and your Altair has not seen it yet."

"Haha, I earned it." The old man looked very happy, his eyes kept looking for a star that matched him.

Wang Bingyi saw a very bright star on the west side, so he said: "Then you can give me this one, it is brighter!"

The old man said: "No, that is Sirius, the legendary evil star, how can I give it to you?"

Wang Bingyi was taken aback, "Really?"

The old man said, "Let's eat moon cakes together tonight, then we will have a star together."

"Okay!" Wang Bingyi said happily, pointing to a star in the southern sky and shouting: "I want this star!"

What a couple of young and old, watching the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wang Bingyi's casual joke actually seduces a real emotional dispute.

Because what Wang Bingyi was talking about was not other stars, but Nanmen Er.It can be seen that this Nanmen [-] is a triple star.What is Sanhe?A red companion star and two white stars cluster together and shine together, extremely bright. The small red star is the famous Proxima Centauri.

This is really called being in the dark, with its own definite number, but Mr. Liu, Zhong Bo and Wang Bingyi are in it and fascinated by it.

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☆、South gate two 2

The second novella "South Gate II"

The Double Festival is a long holiday. Just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Mr. Liu took Wang Bingyi on an inter-city tour, going to Xiqiao Mountain, Luofu Mountain, Dinghu Mountain, Qixingyan and so on.Mr. Liu is fond of Confucianism, believes in Buddhism, and respects Taoism. He pays homage to Taoist temples and Buddha statues.

Wang Bingyi just couldn't figure it out, how could a businessman believe in these things?Look at the many believers who claim to be Christians and struggle all their lives. Apart from playing with power, how many of them can really keep these beliefs in their hearts?Wang Bingyi, who had no faith or belief, was also moved by the old man's willingness to kneel and worship.

I remember one time when Wang Bingyi talked with Uncle Zhong about the fact that many people like to burn incense and pay respects to the Buddha. Uncle Zhong said at the time that these were superstitious activities, and as a party member, Uncle Zhong would never believe in those things.

"They turned out to be two completely different kinds of people." Wang Bingyi thought to himself: How many people can live to the day when communism is realized?How many people can go to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss?Wouldn't it be easier and happier if everyone lived without faith?

Because they are all inter-city activities, they go out early and return late, linger in the mountains and rivers, watch the sunrise and sunset, and spend their minds playing themselves until they are half dead.The only option is to come to Zhaoqing, which is farther away, for one night, and stay at the Starlight Hotel in the city center.

It was night, they came to the archway square, and saw that the huge square was crowded with people, which is the most appropriate description. A pair of huge stone lions stood proudly on the bustling Tianning Road, and a tall four-pillar archway was covered with All kinds of exquisite patterns seem to be a majestic work of art, engraved with "Seven Star Rocks" written by a great man on it, which is the city's city logo!

Elder Liu took Wang Bingyi's hand and walked through the dense crowd to the edge of Xinghu Lake.

In the distance, the beautiful Xinghu Lake is decorated with thousands of colorful lights. Qixingyan is like an enlarged bonsai, standing on the shore of the lake, what a fairyland on earth!

At this time, the music fountain is running in the lake. With the rhythm of the music, the water column fluctuates up and down. When it sprays up, it seems to be colorful reed flowers facing the wind; spectacular.

The young man with beautiful scenery and music deeply touched the old man's heart. He was intoxicated by the melodious and melodious Cantonese folk music, which made the old man look leisurely and shook his head to the beat of the music.

Seeing the old man so intoxicated, Wang Bingyi didn't know how to appreciate Guangdong's local music except for the sound, but the music that can make the old man mesmerized must be good music. , Feeling a kind of happiness that is intoxicating.

Wang Bingyi held up the old man's hand and stroked it. The knuckles were thick, and the skin was still so dark. When it was attached to the face, it was a little warm. There were age spots on the back of the hand. The annual rings of the years were engraved on it, and the words belonging to him were written. An experience is like a unique work of art.Being able to hold hands like this, Wang Bingyi felt that his body and mind had been integrated into the soul of the old man.

Wang Bingyi was reluctant to startle the enthusiastic old man, maybe this kind of wonderful intoxication is short-lived, and the old man will wake up when the music ends.His eyes looked at the old man. This was the moment when the old man was most relaxed, and also the moment when his body and demeanor were most perfect.

The age spots on the forehead, around the corners of the eyes and on the cheeks have been concealed by Wang Bingyi when applying makeup for him, but the wrinkles are still so clearly visible.The old man is used to old-age makeup and used to be his drawing board, which shows that he is not an old man.In addition to taking care of the elderly's daily life, Wang Bingyi's happiest thing is doing makeup for him.

After the music stopped, the crowd gradually dispersed, and the crowd in the square decreased a lot. Many people were walking in twos and threes on the shore of the lake.

"Let's go back. You are tired enough to climb the mountain during the day." Wang Bingyi suggested, because they climbed Dinghu Mountain during the day, and they knew that tourism is a business of buying tiredness with money, and the harvest is just the feeling in the heart, so people all Have fun.

"Okay. Zaizai, I'll go back!" The old man replied, reaching out to hold the left hand of his beloved beautiful boy. "It's not just me, you're tired too."

They walked the streets hand in hand, passed the underground pedestrian passage, and on Duanzhou Road, the old man stopped in front of a herbal tea shop, ordered two cups of Cantonese herbal tea, and handed one to Wang Bingyi.

Wang Bingyi looked at the cup in his hand, "Master, I don't know how to drink this stuff, it's hard."

The old man looked at him and said with a smile: "If you are a Cantonese, you have to drink Cantonese herbal tea. You are already with Cantonese people. Even if you are a Cantonese, you have to learn to speak Cantonese and drink Cantonese herbal tea."

It's really difficult for others, Wang Bingyi, who is still childlike, really wanted to make fun of him, but when he saw a few tea drinkers around him, and the old man with an expectant smile on his face, he couldn't bear to brush off his kindness.

The bitter and astringent taste is really hard to swallow, and it is contained in the mouth.

"Does it taste good?" The old man raised his head and asked.I took a sip with relish, chirped loudly, and praised: "It's so delicious."

Affected by him, Wang Bingyi had to swallow bitter tea.It's too bad to drink. Naturally, I dare not scold others for selling such goods in front of other people's shops. I'm afraid that the old man will be unhappy when I throw it away. Drink, I'm a man, he held his breath and drank the tea in the cup. It's like eating coptis water, it's really miserable.

"Haha" the old man laughed loudly, "You have to drink Cantonese herbal tea slowly in order to get a taste of it."

Look at him speaking in an expert tone.Wang Bingyi couldn't agree. At this time, what he wanted most was a piece of candy. He wanted to buy a piece of chewing gum, but he was afraid of being separated from the elderly in this busy city with people coming and going.

A few minutes later, as the bitterness in the mouth dissipated, a sweet saliva gushed out of the mouth, which was refreshing and moist, which made Wang Bingyi appreciate the subtlety of Guangdong herbal tea.Secretly ashamed, fortunately I didn't scold the tea shop owner on the spot.

Back at the hotel, just as he was about to step into the elevator, Wang Bingyi heard a familiar voice, and peeking out, it turned out to be Sister Bai Yuying, who was talking to someone in the lobby.

Wang Bingyi hurriedly turned his back, and stepped into the elevator room with a dash...

Sister Bai and Wang Bingyi are close at hand, can Wang Bingyi escape the pursuit of the fat woman?For further information, please continue to pay attention to the update.

☆、South gate two 3

The third novella "South Gate II"

In the elevator room, Mr. Liu could already see that Wang Bingyi was in a restless mood, but there were several tenants crowded together in the narrow elevator room. It was really hard for him to ask aloud, so he immediately asked after stepping out of the elevator:

"Ayi, what's the matter with you, aren't you feeling well?"

He thought of the Cantonese herbal tea he drank just now, and Ah Yi might not be used to it.

"It's okay." Wang Bingyi said with a smile, knowing that his panicked eyes revealed the panic in his heart. He didn't want to let the old man know, and tried his best to forget what happened just now. Since he started this road, he didn't even think about having a real relationship with a woman.

Wang Bingyi inserted his hand into Old Liu's arm, and gained a relatively large tolerance for gays in open Guangdong. Even on the street, there are occasional incidents of two men kissing, let alone in this empty hotel floor entrance?

"It's fine." Mr. Liu couldn't be happy. He really cared too much about Wang Bingyi, and he was still feeling guilty for forcing him to drink herbal tea because of his presumptuous assertion.

After returning to the room, he immediately poured a glass of water and handed it to him: "Drink a glass of water, change your mouth."

"Thank you Uncle Liu!" Wang Bingyi, who is fickle, has worked in clubs before, not to mention that Liu is always a good old man in front of him? "Are you tired, may I help you rub your back?"

"Okay!" The old man lay flat on the bed.

Wang Bingyi stepped forward, patted the back and shoulders for him, rubbed and knocked, and massaged the old man's whole body.Although the old man's body is thin, he has no bony feeling. The age spots on his limbs are clearly visible, but he no longer feels disgusted. There are beautiful and thick knees on his slightly unaesthetic legs. If he wants to be with the old man, he must Learn to respect, be considerate and appreciate older people.If you want to keep zero distance with the elderly, you must have a heart-to-heart relationship.

In the night, under the dim lights.Respecting the old and loving the old is the nature of the old people. Wang Bingyi's inner love for the old is able to glow and melt into the glow of the setting sun.

Although the travel time is hard work, they are traveling together. After experiencing the beautiful scenery of many beautiful days, they feel satisfied and gradually fall asleep with satisfaction.

When the night recedes to the last darkness and the city is bathed in the warm morning light, this is a city that wakes up late. There are few vehicles on the road, and a few passengers waiting for the bus stand sparsely. This is the most undisciplined moment in the southern cities.

Boss Liu woke up early in the morning, opened the curtains, and looked at the city.He is a person who loves to travel and likes to study Chinese culture while traveling.

Zhaoqing is an ancient city, backed by the Beiling Mountain and bordered by the Xijiang River in the south.Its jurisdiction borders Wuzhou in Guangxi Province. It is a city close to Guangxi in Guangdong Province. It was the seat of the former Governor-General of Guangdong and Guangxi. In ancient times, Guangdong Province was divided into six states and six states. point; the Tropic of Cancer passes through the city, and a Tropic of Cancer tower is specially set up on Dinghu Mountain; a lot of humanities, history and culture have been deposited here: Bao Gong and Bao Zheng once served here, monk Jianzhen of the Tang Dynasty, and Su Dongpo, a great writer of the Song Dynasty, also stayed here under the footprints.

The clouds and smoke of the long history have long since dissipated, and what is left behind is the admiration and nostalgia of future generations.

When Wang Bingyi woke up, it was already past eight o'clock.I saw the old man standing in the morning light in a nightgown.

"Uncle Liu, good morning!"

"Good morning!" Mr. Liu turned around and exchanged good morning with him, "Ayi, get up, you have to go home today."

After washing and dressing up, Mr. Liu wanted to have breakfast at the revolving restaurant on the top floor.Wang Bingyi was afraid of being met by the elder sister Bai again, so he excused that he didn't want to eat and asked the old man to eat by himself.

"What are you talking about? How can we be separated? If you don't eat, neither of you will eat, how can you tell me to eat alone?"

After all, Wang Bingyi has been in contact with Sister Bai, and he is familiar with her work and rest time, and checks the time, deliberately procrastinating.

"Uncle Liu, you look a little pale, why don't you put on old age makeup? Otherwise, people will say that you are not nourished when you go out."

In fact, Mr. Liu has already combed the sparse white hair neatly, but he is really not good at makeup, but Wang Bingyi is good at it.

In this way, he didn't agree to go out until after nine o'clock, thus avoiding meeting Sister Bai again, and Wang Bingyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he has no dislike for Big Sister Bai, but he has already left the club and will never have anything to do with any woman including her. He just wants to live the life he likes.

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