Jean Love

There is basically no business at night, unlike the old gas station where a familiar Dongfeng car driver even came to call the door in the middle of the night, saying that the engine was turned off and he couldn't run anymore, so he needed to open the door for help.

Here, the doors are open at night, just someone is there to let the air circulate.Looking at the street lamps burning on both sides of the road, they are neat and tidy, like the incense dragons in the Lantern Festival in my hometown, but there is less movement, standing in one place, lifeless, but because of the lights coming and going, and the hurrying , or passers-by who take a leisurely walk after a meal, give it the meaning of existence.

Walking on the bridge, there is a cool breeze, carrying the smell of vegetables and grass on the opposite side. It is fresh and natural, refreshing and refreshing.Holding on to the bridge pier, raising your legs, stretching your hands, twisting your waist, shaking your neck a few times, trying to release the melancholy and laziness all over your body like a house cat, and shake up your spirits.

"have you eaten?"

"Hello, eat, have you eaten too?"

"Eat, come out and take a walk. The river doesn't stink anymore, and the air is good. Come out and take a walk."

A few familiar or unfamiliar faces, a few simple or warm greetings, make the breeze gentle, the street lamps warm, and the night warm.

People are social animals, no matter how lonely they are, they are still afraid of being alone.

In the blink of an eye for a week, Lian Yu didn't call, and I didn't call him either. A Ying called twice and asked me to go in to play, but I shied away, saying that I was busy these days.Just now when I was having dinner, I received a call from her, asking if I would be busy tomorrow. She said they would kill ducks tomorrow and asked me to go in for dinner, and I agreed.

In the afternoon of the next day, before dark, I bought a bottle of shochu in Hetian, but I didn't call Jin Jun. I guess he was still at work.I ordered a motorcycle and went straight there. The weather was a little cold and the wind was a little cold. I sat on the motorcycle and listened to the whirring... whirring sound from both sides. My face was shaved like a dry and white riverbed.

Approaching the row of low tile-roofed houses, the big wolf dog shook its head and tail, licked here and smelled there.The little yellow dog is still hiding from a distance, humming lowly, letting go of the hostility, but still guarded, I think, I will give you a few good bones later, and see if your faces will be okay in the future Continue to be so embarrassing.

"Uncle Wen, Uncle Wen..." A six or seven-year-old boy slapped the puppy's drooping tail, and ran towards me happily. I squatted down, and he jumped into my crotch.Thinner is thinner, but my head seems to have grown a bit longer. The joyful energy almost pushed my squatting body to a stagger and fell to the ground.

The old uncle saw it, walked over slowly, and smiled: "Hello, Ah Wen is here." While saying hello to me, he took the little boy's hand, and I stood up holding the little boy, with a heavy sigh , and a little weight.

A Ying heard the sound and stepped out of the threshold, wearing an apron, holding a cooking spoon in her right hand, and saw me: "Here we come! Eh? Didn't you come in in Jinmin's car?" After speaking, she stretched her head, Look around: "They started working not far from your gas station, I thought you would call them, and I told them to take you directly when they got off work."

"I'm hungry, don't wait for them, haha." Touching the face that was blown by the autumn wind just now, I felt a little regretful.

"Dongdong, come down, give the uncles a stool to sit on." Aying stared at the child, then turned and went into the kitchen.

I saw her lift the lid of the pot, and a puff of thick white smoke came out. The whole room was fragrant, and it smelled like braised duck, but not the yellow braised duck in my hometown.Seeing her pick up the cooking spoon a few times, add some water, cover the pot again, put down the spoon, turn the heat to a simmer, wipe her hands on the apron a few times, and come out of the kitchen: "Awen, sit down for a while, It'll be there soon. I'll call and see if they're back."

The phone was stuck to the face, staring at the eyes, for a few seconds, took it off, pressed it again, and stuck it on again: "Hey, no one answered, what's the matter?" Repeated three times, the phone fell gently on the desk On: "Oh, don't worry about them, it's cooked, let's eat first." She pouted and snorted, like a naughty and willful little girl.

This action of hers reminded me of a joke she made with their two parents-in-law when I was in Hetian. She said that Jin Min was like an elm lump, who knew how to work and make money if he didn't understand, and he didn't understand romance at all.At that time, I asked, "Do you mind if I bring your husband down?"

"I don't mind." Her expression was very similar to before.

"What if he messes around like some drivers do?" I asked again.

"As long as I don't know, it doesn't matter, but Jin Min won't, and he's not that type of person." The generous and confident appearance may be because of her tolerance, or it may be because of him self-discipline.

Jin Min doesn’t know much about romance, but he’s not elm. The combination of these two people often chats together, which surprises me. They have completely different personalities, but they complement each other perfectly. It is a very romantic thing to be able to join hands with the loved one and support each other.

"Mom, is it time to eat?" Dongdong saw that Aying was bringing hot and delicious dishes to the table, and left me. This naughty guy seemed to be going to help with the bowls and chopsticks.

"Wait a minute, you go up to the door to see if your father and the others are back."

"Okay." After receiving the instruction, the little guy came over and took my hand, asking me to go with him.The old uncle also stood up and patted his butt: "I'm going back to eat too, I'll play after dinner, Ah Wen."

"Let's eat here, ask the eldest sister to come too." Aying chased a few steps, but the old uncle quickened his pace and was already far away.

"Ah Wen, you bastard, you made us wait at your gas station, even honking the horn, thinking you were doing bad things inside with the door closed in broad daylight, so you arrived first." It was Jin Min's voice, Dongdong and I Before they reached the door, they had already arrived, Lian Yu, Jin Jun, and two others, Jin Min was at the front.Lian Yu walked at the back, and he and I looked at each other at the same time, for just a second, and looked away at the same time.Jinmin and we went down to the tile-roofed house, and Lianyu and the others went to the tiled-roofed house above.

"I really don't understand. You big men don't know how to use your mobile phone properly. Ah Wen is wasting money and you are wasting time. If only one of them could make a call in time, it would be great." A Ying stood By the door, watching us come, unbuttoning the apron, talking, smiling.

"Punishment, fine wine later, fine three cups." Jin Min said.

"Okay, it should be fined, three cups, ha ha." I booed.

"Who are you going to punish? You two? Is it none of my business to punish me? Don't do it!" A Ying pouted again, put away her smile, and looked at us with a bewildered expression.

The food was served, Jinmin poured two glasses of wine, Aying and Dongdong didn't drink anything, saying it was cold.When I raised my wine glass, I looked out the door, Aying seemed to know what I was thinking, and said, "Don't wait for them, they eat in the canteen, and the company takes care of the meals."

"Come on, Ah Wen, let's have a touch." Jin Min stretched out his wine glass.We touch lightly.

"Eat, pick it up yourself, don't be polite, the duck you raise yourself is better than the one bought outside, so I don't know if it's cooked to your liking." A Ying raised her chopsticks and urged enthusiastically.

I was curious when I smelled the smell just now. The sour bamboo shoot duck in my hometown is a famous special dish. The condiments include: chili pepper, ginger garlic, star anise, sour bamboo shoots... that kind of taste is spicy and strong, with endless aftertaste. Just thinking about it makes my mouth water.Now Aying’s cooking is definitely not sour bamboo shoot duck, but it smells very mellow, and it has a special taste when you put a piece in the mouth: it has the sweetness and smoothness of potatoes, and the stir-fried duck meat is thick, so chew a few more. That taste, oops!Stepped on a mine.

"What? Is there any sand?" Aying caught my sudden change of expression.

"No, a prickly ash, ha ha." The mouth immediately became numb, with a hint of sweetness and coolness.Like most Cantonese who don't accept chili at first, I didn't accept Sichuan pepper very much at first.

"Oh, it's okay, just get used to it, and it's not bad for people to eat. The duck we cook here is garlic, pepper, potatoes, etc., mixed together randomly." A Ying explained.

"Although duck with sour bamboo shoots is a famous dish in our hometown, if you eat the one you cooked today, if you don't chew the pepper itself, it's still delicious. The taste is very good. Maybe I like duck meat very much." It's the truth.

"Eat more if it tastes good, you're welcome." A Ying caught off guard and put a big piece into my bowl.

"Don't bother with food if it's delicious, but also drink, three cups, remember, when you're drunk, play cards." Jin Min raised his glass again.He just parted his mouth slightly, with a half-smile, serious and relaxed appearance, people who are not familiar with him would not know that he was joking.

I only drank two or three cups in total, and I didn’t eat much, but the pot of stewed duck with potatoes was copied to nothing, and I spit out a few piles of bones. I collected the bones, pulled them into a bowl, and headed out the door. Search around.Ah Ying thought I was looking for a trash can or cleaning up the dishes, so she yelled loudly from behind: "I'll come, I'll come, you and Jinmin go and set up the stage first."