sunset mountains

The two of them didn't pay attention to mowing the grass. Wei Chi came just after noon and didn't finish tidying up the yard until evening.

There was a water pipe in Xiao Yanwei's yard, and the two squatted together, leaning against the water pipe to wash their hands.

"It's so cold." Xiao Yanwei rinsed his hands with water and rubbed his fingertips.

"The underground water is cold." Wei Chi turned off the water pipe and stood up. "If you really feel cold, boil some hot water."

Xiao Yanwei also stood up, shook his hands, and said with an unnatural expression after a long time, "Oh."

Wei Chi didn't take it for granted at first, followed Xiao Yanwei into the house and glanced at the stove before reacting, "Won't it burn?"

Xiao Yan didn't lick his lips, didn't speak, and went into the room to change clothes by himself.

He didn't even close the door, he pulled up the hem of his clothes generously, threw the clothes he took off on the bed, and just went to find a change of clothes with his upper body naked.

Because he didn't bask in the sun all year round, his back was very white, and the lights in the room were not turned on, Wei Chi felt a little dazzling.

Xiao Yanwei may have some kind of "prevent Wei Chi from peeking at the device", Wei Chi only took a few more glances before Xiao Yanwei discovered it.

Xiao Yanwei narrowed his eyes, as if he wanted to ask something but held back, put his hands on the waistband of his trousers, raised his eyebrows, seeing Wei Chi still staring at him, asked intriguingly, "Does it look good?"

Wei Chi came back to his senses, a little embarrassed, didn't say whether it was good or not, turned his head and walked out, "You change it first, I'll clean up the yard."

Xiao Yanwei lowered his head and smiled, and changed his clothes by himself.

When he went out to look for Wei Chi, he didn't know where to move the grass in the yard. Wei Chi was sweeping the floor with a big broom, and when he saw him come out, he asked nonsense, "Is it finished?"

"Yeah." For the sake of Wei Chi helping him with the work all afternoon, Xiao Yan didn't hurt others, he lazily leaned against the wall, watching Wei Chi sweeping the floor with nothing to do with himself.

Wei Chi should be used to this kind of work, and his movements are very quick. It took about ten minutes to sweep from one end of the yard to the other and clean it up.

Wei Chi had to go back to school early tomorrow morning. After sweeping the floor, he stood the broom in the corner, took two sickles and greeted Xiao Yanwei, "I'm going back?"

Xiao Yanwei is used to being alone, in fact he likes to be alone, but after spending a day with Wei Chi today, he suddenly doesn't want to be alone anymore, like an unpopular child who suddenly makes a friend, and at night The feeling of not wanting to go home at all.

He curled his lips and muttered, "How about I treat you to dinner?"

Wei Chi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled again, "What do you want me to eat?"

Xiao Yanwei didn't care about eating by himself, Yao Dabao had to call him on time every day, and he really didn't know what to treat Wei Chi to.

He himself asked Wei Chi to eat, but it was a little awkward for people to ask, Xiao Yanwei raised his hand and touched his nose, "What do you want to eat?"

Wei Chi stood at the door watching him for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and took the lock he put on the inner wall and waved at him, "Go to my place, I'll treat you to eat."

Xiao Yanwei didn't feel like someone would give someone a meal after working for a long time, so he nodded and went back with Wei Chi.

He asked Wei Chi to go home first, and went to Lao Yao's to have a look. Lao Yao was arranging dinner, and when he saw him coming, he cut a piece of eggplant for him.

Xiao Yan took it without hesitation, and stared at the eggplant for a long time, "Can you eat it raw?"

Lao Yao took a piece himself, put it in his mouth and chewed, "Yes."

Xiao Yan didn't see him eating so happily, so he stuffed it in his mouth and chewed.

The taste is really only "edible".

Lao Yao saw that his face was not right, so he laughed a few times, "If you don't like to eat, you vomit, and you eat so little at noon, isn't it because you are afraid that you will be hungry?"

Before Xiao Yan vomited, he chewed and swallowed, and waved to Lao Yao, "Don't cook for me, I'll eat at Wei Chi's later."

Old Yao was looking at the fire with his waist down. Hearing what he said, he straightened up and looked him in the eyes. He was quite surprised and smiled happily, "You two are doing pretty well."

Xiao Yanwei didn't know whether he and Wei Chi could be regarded as "getting on the same page", but he didn't raise any objection after hearing what he said, and responded vaguely.

"Then let's go," Lao Yao wished him to get in touch with people more, pulled a small stool over and sat down, concentrating on lighting the fire, "I won't cook for you."

Xiao Yanwei smiled, then looked into the room again, "Where's Dabao?"

"Who knows where he went to the wild," Lao Yao snorted, "Don't worry about him, he'll be back by himself at dinner time."

Speaking of Dabao, Xiao Yanwei remembered what he said about going to school in the morning, and did not leave in a hurry. He squatted down to watch Lao Yao light the fire, "Where is he going to go to school?"

Lao Yao picked up a piece of firewood and threw it into the stove, clapped his hands and said, "Shengzi and the others have been very stable in the south for the past two years. They originally said that they would take him over this year, but he has a young birthday, so we can't get in first."

Xiao Yanwei nodded, and asked Lao Yao, "Are you willing?"

"There's nothing I can do if I can't bear it," Lao Yao sighed, his ravine side face was reflected by the red light of the stove, and he looked even more old-fashioned, "I can't let him stay here forever."

"Isn't there an elementary school here?" Xiao Yanwei asked.

"Yes." Lao Yao picked and picked on the ground, and took a hard branch to draw on the ground, as if drawing a simple map.

Before Xiao Yan looked over, Lao Yao drew three squares, like an irregular "pin", Xiao Yan didn't realize that he was drawing three villages in this town.

He pointed at the small space between the three mouths with a wooden stick, "There is only one elementary school in the three villages, and some teachers are almost as old as my father. How can you think that you have the energy to manage so many children?" Woolen cloth?"

Lao Yao is about to turn 60 this year. In the city, it is impossible to have an in-service teacher as old as "Lao Yao's father".

"Actually, there have been quite a few college students in the village these years." After finishing his gestures, Lao Yao threw the wooden stick into the stove, and the flame rose up for a while, then fell down quickly.

Even the light in Lao Yao's eyes dimmed.

"But no one wants to come back. The young people have all gone out to work, leaving only us useless old men and women, and a bunch of kids who just took off their crotch pants."

"But I'm still willing to let the children go out as soon as they can," Lao Yao added more firewood. "Our generation is here, how can the children do it? Even going out to work is better than staying here." One mu and three points of land are strong."

Some kind of porridge should have been cooked in Lao Yao's pot, and after a while, the aroma wafted out, rising with the heat, and the wall facing the stove was already blackened.

Xiao Yan didn't look at it for a while, he didn't know what to say, he felt something strange in his heart, he suddenly thought of Wei Chi.

Lao Yao stood up and lifted the lid of the pot to have a look, the heat suddenly came out and filled the room, Xiao Yanwei also stood up.

Lao Yao picked up a spoon and stirred the porridge, "I don't have any idea of ​​'I have to bury the coffin here'. No matter how this is a home, it is a piece of land. Talent is the most important thing, what do you think?"

Xiao Yanwei glanced into the pot, was suffocated by the heat again, and said slowly, "I don't know."

"You have to know." Lao Yao took a small ladder-like thing and put it in the pot, and put the leftover steamed stuffed buns on it to heat up.

He looked at Xiao Yan for a while, "Although I am not as educated as you, I still understand some things better than you young people, that is, as long as a person is alive, he can overcome any hurdles, don't you think so?"

Ever since Lao Yao brought Xiao Yan back, he didn't ask any more questions, and today he opened up to him.

Xiao Yanwei looked down at Lao Yao, and nodded for a long time, "Yes."

Lao Yao smiled, and put the lid on the pot again, "It's fine if you can listen to it. I'm afraid you won't listen if I tell you."

Xiao Yan didn't shake his head, "I'm willing to listen."

Lao Yao leaned on his knees and sat on the small bench to add fuel to the fire, "Everyone has their own difficulties. I don't know what difficulties you have, but it must be uncomfortable."

Lao Yao touched a big cattail fan from nowhere, and fanned it up and down, "You certainly don't want to tell our old man, but don't keep thinking about it if it's okay, doesn't Wei Chi come back every week? You can play with him more , you can chat."

Xiao Yanwei actually likes to listen to the old people nagging like this. The life experience and principles accumulated by them for decades often have a rough and simple feeling, which makes people want to listen involuntarily.

Before Xiao Yan nodded, he sincerely said to Lao Yao, "Uncle Yao, thank you."

"Okay, don't make trouble here, why don't you go to Wei Chi's for dinner?" Lao Yao tapped his shoulder with his palm fan.

"En." Xiao Yan didn't say anything.

Lao Yao waved his hand at him, "Go quickly."

Xiao Yan didn't hear some philosophy of life from Lao Yao, so he wandered to Wei Chi's courtyard. Wei Chi left the door for him, but there was no one in the courtyard.

The small door of the house was also open, Xiao Yan didn't hear any movement before he reached the door, he stood in the yard and called Wei Chi.

"That's it!" Wei Chi answered out of nowhere, his voice sounding a little muffled.

Xiao Yanwei stood in the yard and looked around, and saw that there was a small room next to the main house, and the door was tightly closed.

Xiao Yanwei walked over and knocked on the door, "Inside?"

"Well," Wei Chi sounded as if he had reached the door, "It's time to take a shower, you go into the room first."

Xiao Yanwei was shocked, Wei Chi was able to take a bath?

He took a few steps back, and indeed saw a very old-fashioned solar water heater on the roof of the small house. He didn't enter the house, but just stood there observing the water heater, wondering if he could also install one.

Just as he was thinking, Wei Chi opened the door and came out.

Wei Chi just took a shower and didn't put on his shirt. The clothes were draped over his shoulders, and he was wearing a pair of sports shorts underneath.

He seemed to be in a hurry, his hair hadn't been dried, and water was dripping down his shoulders. The water drops slid down the obvious muscle texture in front of his body, and sank into the waist of his trousers along his abdominal muscles.

Xiao Yanwei raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help whistling.

Wei Chi paused for a moment, reacted in a panic, pulled off his clothes and put them on, saying, "Why didn't you come in?"

Xiao Yan didn't make any excuses, and glanced dishonestly around Wei Chi twice, "You have a good figure."

According to the state of the two of them getting along during the day, Wei Chi should refute or reply to Xiao Yanwei, but he is strangely silent at the moment.

Xiao Yan was not about to say something more, when Wei Chi suddenly changed the subject, "What do you want to eat?"

Only then did Xiao Yanwei realize that he came to see Wei Chi for dinner, but now he wanted to study the structure of Wei Chi's bathroom even more, so he asked, "Can you show me your bathroom?"

"Oh," Wei Chi was taken aback, and subconsciously agreed, "Okay."

Xiao Yan didn't nod to him, but went straight to the bathroom.

Wei Chi reacted on the spot for two seconds before catching up, and said with a smile, "If you want to visit someone's bathroom casually, you still call others dishonest."

Xiao Yanwei just remembered that he said that to Wei Chi today, he stopped and swept Wei Chi twice, and said intriguingly,

"Then I didn't move my hands or feet."

Wei Chi choked, and followed him sullenly.

After Xiao Yan didn't go in, he realized that the hut had been partitioned, one was the bathroom and washing place, and the other was a small kitchen.

The plaster floor in Wei Chi's bathroom should be repainted, it looks very clean and bright, there is a floor drain in the basement, I don't know where it goes, and there is even a toilet and a washing machine.

Xiao Yanwei carefully observed Wei Chi's bathroom for a few minutes, and came out very reluctantly.

Wei Chi took him to the front door of the main room, took a pair of indoor slippers from somewhere and asked Xiao Yanwei to change them, and gently pushed his shoulder, "Go in."

Xiao Yan didn't follow his strength to go in, after "Wei Chi can take a bath", he was shocked for the second time.

Wei Chi's place has the same layout as Xiao Yanwei's, an outer hall and a bedroom, but his room is completely different from Xiao Yanwei's makeshift room.

Wei Chi's house doesn't even have a stove!His outer hall turned out to be a living room!

The area of ​​Wei Chi's house is about the same as the one where Xiao Yanwei lived, but he changed the outer hall into a living room and dining room, with a set of small sofas on one side and a dining area on the other side, even the floor It's different from the place where Xiao Yan didn't live.

Wei Chi noticed his gaze, squatted down and opened a corner, revealing the clean plaster floor underneath, "I ordered the floor rug myself."

Before Xiao Yan nodded, he thought of something and asked again, "If it rains on your blanket, won't it get dirty when you come in?"

"No," Wei Chi walked over and picked up a small remote from the coffee table and pressed it. There were several beeps outside, and Xiao Yanwei saw a small rain shield rising directly above the door. Now, it’s fine to enter after the replacement.”

Xiao Yanwei has only lived here for half a month, but like a savage who has been away from modern life for a long time, he is amazed at the fully automatic rain shield.

Wei Chi looked at him with some amusement, "As for you?"

"No." Xiao Yanwei was a little messy, "Why do you have everything?"

"First of all," Wei Chi patiently explained to him, "There is electricity here, and only one machine and one installer are needed."

"Secondly, this thing is not expensive."

Although his reason was simple and crude, it was very sufficient, so sufficient that Xiao Yan was completely unable to refute it, so that he was stunned for two seconds before reacting and asking, "Does the supporting teacher earn a lot?"

"Not much." Wei Chi shook his head and walked into the bedroom. "Have you heard that teachers are usually side jobs?"

Xiao Yan hadn't heard this sentence before, so he shook his head and followed him in.

Wei Chi's bedroom is also very different.

His bedroom does not have the big kang built from the east wall to the west wall. There is only a double bed near one wall. The bed is covered with gray sheets of the right size. There are thick blackout curtains in the room, which are also gray. .

Near the other wall is a large white wardrobe, not the old-fashioned closet in Xiao Yanwei's house, but a new-style wardrobe that is very common but very uncommon here.

There is a desk opposite the bed. The desk is neatly organized and has everything from laptops to books to printers.

Wei Chi seemed to know what he wanted to ask again, walked to the table and poured him a glass of water, "I also have a kang here."

Xiao Yan didn't take the water, and nodded for him to continue.

"The kang in the village was built when the house was just built." Wei Chi also poured a glass of water for himself and held it in his hand. "The kang is a part of the house."

"Part of it." Xiao Yanwei seemed to find this statement quite interesting, so he repeated it involuntarily.

Wei Chi smiled, and drank half a glass of water in one gulp, "I bought this apartment from the village chief when I lived here for almost a year, and the first thing I did was to chisel the kang."

"Why?" Xiao Yanwei also took a sip of water.

"I'm really not used to sleeping," Wei Chi raised his hand and touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed. "It's too hot, and I get angry easily."

Xiao Yan didn't blink, and let out a long voice.

Wei Chi bit the tip of his tongue, feeling that he had dug a big hole for himself.

"I mean," Xiao Yan didn't raise his eyebrows, his eyes deliberately swept down Wei Chi's waistband, and teased, "It's been so long in the shower."

Don't say that Wei Chi didn't do anything, even if he did, he couldn't come out so soon.

Wei Chi narrowed his eyes, put down the water glass, and simply said along with him, "It could have been longer, but you messed it up."

Xiao Yanwei clicked his tongue, "Why don't I avoid it for a while, and you continue."

Wei Chi laughed, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and led him to the kitchen, "There's really nothing to do, this is going to be a problem, right?"

Xiao Yanwei also laughed, "You said you were angry."

Wei Chi originally didn't intend to discuss this with him anymore, but seeing that he was endless, he could only fight, "Well, after staying with you for a day, I will get angry if I don't get angry."

"I didn't do anything." Xiao Yanwei followed behind him, slowly picking himself out.

Wei Chi paused, turned around and stared straight at Xiao Yanwei.

Xiao Yanwei almost bumped into him, Wei Chi stretched out his hand to support his elbow before he stood still.

"Xiao Yanwei," Wei Chi lowered his head slightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Actually, you don't have to do anything, it just makes people angry."

Xiao Yanwei frowned slightly, and was about to lose his temper when Wei Chi curled his index finger and quickly scraped the side of his face.

"It's so beautiful," Wei Chi withdrew his hand and continued to walk back, his voice was just too loud for Xiao Yan to hear, "Whoever sees it won't get angry."

Xiao Yanwei's Adam's apple twitched, staring blankly at Wei Chi's back for a few seconds before his degraded language system found its tune.

"Depend on."