peach beauty

The corner of Cheng Wanqiu's mouth was still smiling, and he pressed his fist to his lips in embarrassment, and coughed lightly, "Sorry... I just think it's cute... I apologize if I offended you just now, sorry."

'Peach Essence' narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched him, and hugged the little boy who was placed on the tree with his crooked neck. As soon as the two short legs stepped on the ground, he ran away, chasing the child who had already run far ahead. them.

The sound of footsteps belonging to the child ran away and soon disappeared.

'Peach Essence' glanced up and down at Cheng Wanqiu, turned around and left without saying anything.

Cheng Wanqiu stood at the same spot and unconsciously watched him go away until he could no longer see him before walking back to the intersection just now. After a while, Uncle Wang walked back quickly with a big bag in one hand.

Seeing this, Cheng Wanqiu rushed up to meet him and helped him carry one of the bags. After taking it, he realized that the bag was quite heavy, and he didn't know what was in it.

Uncle Wang didn't want Cheng Wanqiu to help him carry it, but Cheng Wanqiu couldn't hold back the quick hand, and he snatched the bag with one touch.

Uncle Wang had no choice but to give up, and pointed to the canteen at the intersection ahead, "Your grandma's house is in the alley to the left of the canteen."

Cheng Wanqiu said hello, and followed Uncle Wang with his bag and luggage. As he walked, Cheng Wanqiu saw the person he had just seen again.

'Peach Essence' was standing in front of the canteen with his back facing them to buy something, Cheng Wanqiu saw him buy a pack of cigarettes, after buying a pack of cigarettes, he turned around and left slowly, he didn't see Cheng Wanqiu.

Cheng Wanqiu glanced at his leaving back, and asked Uncle Wang, "Uncle Wang, do you know the man with the pink hair?"

Hearing this, Uncle Wang looked back, "Oh, you said Lin Chu, you know him, everyone in Taoyuan Village doesn't know him, he is a well-known figure in our village."

Cheng Wanqiu was very curious, "Because he is beautiful?"

"Not only, but also because he is very good at causing trouble. Don't look at him as thin. He will not be afraid to beat up to six. No matter who is in the village or outside the village, he has dealt with them. If you see others You have to call Brother Lin."

Cheng Wanqiu couldn't help but think back to Lin Chu's beautiful cold face just now, it was indeed very imposing...

"But this Lin Chu, although he has a bad temper and is fierce in fights, he is not a bad-hearted person, and his life is still very hard." Uncle Wang said this with a bit of embarrassment: "Lin Chu's father is a worthless bastard. He drank too much and drank his wife away. Lin Chu was often beaten when he was a child, and then one night Lin Chu's father drank too much and accidentally fell into the river and drowned. Lin Chu became a child without a father and a mother. Every family in the village gave him some leftovers so he didn't starve to death."

Cheng Wanqiu's eyes were filled with shock, and he couldn't imagine that the fierce and beautiful "Peach Essence" had such a rough life experience.

Uncle Wang sighed, "Well, it's not easy for him to grow so big."

While speaking, Uncle Wang had already walked sideways into a dark red gatehouse. The top of the gatehouse was in the style of overhanging eaves.

Cheng Wanqiu saw this gatehouse from a distance just now, he only thought it was the ancestral hall of the village, but he didn't expect it to be the gate of his grandma's house, he was stunned outside the gate for a while, looking up at the brick carvings on the lintel.

Uncle Wang walked in and saw that he was still standing outside watching the door. He explained with a smile, "A long time ago, the Cheng family was considered a prominent family in Taoyuan Village. Although it gradually declined later, it was a big family anyway. The ancestral house is also normal."

Cheng Wanqiu couldn't help but nodded, he had never heard his father mention these things.

"Come in quickly, your grandma should be in a hurry."

Cheng Wanqiu followed Uncle Wang into the gate. Behind the gate was a screen wall carved with magpies climbing plum blossoms. Walking further inside, one could see a scarlet door with hanging flowers, still hanging like lotus petals.

Cheng Wanqiu couldn't help asking Uncle Wang, "Is this a courtyard house?"

"Well, it's an old house for many years, and it was only renovated once many years ago."

Uncle Wang was anxious to take Cheng Wanqiu to meet his grandmother, and walked quickly into the hanging flower door with a bag. Cheng Wanqiu followed and saw the pond with water lilies in the yard. Under the water lily leaves, a goldfish as big as a little finger could be seen. Swim in the water, small and exquisite.

He was looking at the water lilies in the pond, when Uncle Wang shouted loudly towards the beaded door on the third stone steps: "Aunt Zhou! Xiaoqiu is here!"

Cheng Wanqiu suddenly looked at the door, although it was open, but because the beaded curtain could not see the door clearly, a middle-aged woman in a black cheongsam helped an old man with white hair in a black jacket and skirt to come out of the door , They all have a white gardenia on their heads.

The moment Cheng Wanqiu saw the old man, his heart trembled and his back felt numb. Being carried and hugged by him, the backpack that had traveled all the way across the ocean suddenly weighed down his shoulders and made his throat suffocate.

Seeing the eyes of the strange old man on the steps sore, he put down the things in his hand, took off the backpack, took out a heavy urn from it, and knelt heavily on the stone slab facing the old man, making a heart-stopping muffled sound. ring.

The old man called Aunt Zhou by Uncle Wang burst into tears when he saw the urn, his wrinkled hands clutched the middle-aged woman who was supporting him beside him, crying out of breath, and helped the old man The middle-aged woman also has red eyes.

For a while, the courtyard was filled with the old man's grief-stricken cries.

Standing on the sidelines, Uncle Wang looked at the urn Cheng Wanqiu was holding, and couldn't help weeping in a low voice. Even though they had known the news of Cheng Yan's death due to illness, they still couldn't believe that they had been away from home for many years. When Cheng Yan came back, he turned into a box of ashes.

The old man on the steps walked up to Cheng Wanqiu crying, knelt and sat on the floor scalded by the sun, hugging the urn and weeping bitterly, his thin shoulders trembling from crying.

The middle-aged woman who had been by the old man's side supported her arm, her voice choked up: "Mom, let's go into the house, Xiaoqiu is also tired from the journey."

After hearing this, Cheng Wanqiu was completely sure that the woman in black cheongsam in front of her was her aunt Cheng Qinqin.

The old man managed to stop crying, looked up at Cheng Wanqiu, and was startled.

Just now she couldn't see Cheng Wanqiu's face clearly when she was far away, but when she saw Cheng Wanqiu's facial features somewhat similar to Cheng Yan's when he was young, the old man couldn't stop crying.

With her upper body together, two thin arms hugged Cheng Wanqiu, crying so hard that she couldn't speak a word, the pain of losing her son in her later years had already made her so painful that she couldn't bear to live.

Cheng Wanqiu looked at the old man who was holding her, whose hair was so white that he couldn't find any black hair, and finally understood why his father cried and said that he was unfilial and shameless to see his mother alive before he died.

His father took him across the sea to live in a foreign country for many years, and wanted to come back every year, but couldn't come back every year because of one or another.Later, when he was able to come back, he was diagnosed with illness, so he dared not come back. He was exhausted and died, so he had to go home with his father's ashes.

Grandma Cheng cried until her aunt Cheng Qinqin helped her back. Cheng Wanqiu also got up from the ground and went in with her ashes.

Standing at the bottom of the steps, Uncle Wang lifted the other bag in his hand to the door and put it there. He didn't follow in, leaving room for the Cheng family to talk, and left after saying hello.

Grandma Cheng sat on the teacher's chair, looking at the urn with Cheng Yan's photo on it, and wept silently.

Cheng Qinqin poured a glass of water for both Grandma Cheng and Cheng Wanqiu. Probably because she has been crying these days, Cheng Qinqin's eyes were so red and swollen, she forced a smile, and said to Cheng Wanqiu in a hoarse voice: "Lu Tu Far away, Xiaoqiu has worked hard."

Cheng Wanqiu held the cup in his hand and shook his head, "It's not hard."

Cheng Qinqin glanced at Grandma Cheng who was still crying, and sighed heavily, "Your grandma has been dreaming about your father all night, thinking about it every day, and now she is looking forward to your father's return."

Cheng Yan is the eldest son of Cheng, and only Cheng Qinqin is a younger sister. Grandma Cheng hasn't seen her son for many years, but in her later years, she let her son walk ahead of her.

Cheng Wanqiu looked down at the cup in his hand and remained silent.

Cheng Qinqin said again: "You take a good rest today, and in two days we will bring your father's ashes to your grandfather's tomb."

Cheng Wanqiu nodded.

"I'll take you to your room first, and you can tidy up and have a rest."

Cheng Qinqin stood up while speaking, helped Cheng Wanqiu carry a bag of luggage, led Cheng Wanqiu to a wing room, opened the door and said to Cheng Wanqiu: "This is the room your father lived in before, I will give it to you." You pack it up, this is the remote control of the air conditioner, you can turn it on even if you feel hot, and there is a separate bathroom, all the things in it are prepared for you."

Cheng Wanqiu put down the things in his hand and looked around, then said to Cheng Qinqin, "Thank you, aunt."

Cheng Qinqin smiled at her, "Is Xiaoqiu hungry? Auntie will make you something to eat."

Cheng Wanqiu shook his head, "I ate on the train when I came here."

"Okay, then you have a good rest. Auntie won't bother you anymore. Auntie is going to visit your grandma."

"I'll go too."

Cheng Qinqin shook his head at him, "You look so much like your father, your grandma feels sad when she sees your face."

When Cheng Wanqiu heard this, he stopped talking about going.

After running around for a few days, Cheng Wanqiu was exhausted physically and mentally. He found a change of clothes from his luggage and went to take a shower. Turning on the air conditioner, he almost fell on the bed.

It was completely dark outside the window when he woke up.

There was no light in the room, and he could vaguely hear the sound of TV and cooking coming from outside. Cheng Qinqin probably had stewed braised pork. He smelled it, and his stomach would growl as soon as he smelled the aroma, as if he just realized it hungry.

After washing his face, Cheng Wanqiu turned off the air conditioner in the room and went out. Cheng Qinqin just came out of the kitchen with the dishes. When she saw Cheng Wanqiu, she laughed, "I'm going to call you, it's time to eat."

Cheng Wanqiu nodded.

Grandma Cheng has a bad appetite and can't eat. Cheng Wanqiu didn't see her during dinner. It was Cheng Qinqin who brought the dinner to her room.

Cheng Wanqiu wanted to help Cheng Qinqin wash the dishes after dinner, but Cheng Qinqin refused to let him help and drove him out of the kitchen and asked him to go to the living room to watch TV for a while.

Cheng Wanqiu didn't want to watch TV, so she said to her, "Then I'll go outside for a walk."

Cheng Qinqin nodded, "Go, don't be too late."

Cheng Wanqiu responded and walked out, walked out of the gatehouse of Cheng's house, and walked towards the road that he walked during the day, looking around while walking.

Taoyuan Village is not small, and there are many people living there, unlike what he thought was a village with only old people, this time is the time for everyone to go out for a walk after dinner to digest food, and many people can be seen on the road.

People living in this village knew each other, so when they saw a new face, everyone couldn't help but cast curious glances at Cheng Wanqiu.

Cheng Wanqiu didn't pay much attention to it, just smiled when he met someone's eyes, and continued walking.

Because the village is in the mountains, the night is cool and comfortable. Cheng Wanqiu walked along the street lights, and the others reached the entrance of the village. A single lamp was on, and moths could be seen flying around.

Cheng Wanqiu was very interested in the stone wall at the entrance of the village. During the day, he didn't have time to take a good look at it. At this time, when there was no one around, he went to stand in front of the stone wall and looked at the carvings on the stone wall with the help of some weak lights.

He was looking at the few lines of small letters with hairpin flowers on the stone wall, when he suddenly heard the sound of an engine coming from far and near, gradually becoming clearer.

Cheng Wanqiu turned his head and saw a gray-white van that seemed to have been driven for many years parked at the entrance of the village in the dark night. The door of the van was pulled open from the inside, and a pink head got out of the van first. He was wearing a black T-shirt with unknown letters, and he was wearing the same pair of jeans that he had seen during the day.

If there is any difference, it is probably that the pink hair seems to have just been washed, it looks wet and not dry, and the expression on the face is more smelly than when it was seen during the day.

Cheng Wanqiu's gaze was attracted to him unconsciously, and he stood there staring blankly at Lin Chu getting out of the car.

Lin Chu completely ignored him, and walked towards the village with a dark face and steady eyes, with a few large characters printed on his body - don't mess with me.

As soon as Lin Chu left, Cheng Wanqiu heard the sound of the engine behind him again, and looked back to see that the van that brought Lin Chu back had turned around and left the way it was traveling.

As the van got farther and farther away, the surroundings quickly returned to the original silence, but there was a faint smell of alcohol in the air, which should be left by Lin Chu.

I don't know why, what Cheng Wanqiu can't get out of his mind is Lin Chu's appearance just now, with wet hair and dark face, smell of alcohol on his body, plus what Uncle Wang told him during the day that Lin Chu had lived in childhood since he was a child. It's not easy...

Cheng Wanqiu was extremely worried for a moment, he frowned and couldn't help catching up with Lin Chu in the direction he left. After running a few steps, he saw someone who hadn't gone far.

He chased after him a few steps, and shouted, "Lin Chu!"

The person who was walking in front stopped abruptly when he heard the sound, and turned his head to look at Cheng Wanqiu with an inexplicable expression on his face, asking in a not very polite voice, "What are you doing?"

Cheng Wanqiu was taken aback by his retorted question. Looking at Lin Chu's beautifully carved face under the streetlight, she felt a little nervous, "I just want to ask, do you need help?"

Lin Chu narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at him, probably feeling that this person was inexplicable, so he turned his head and left without saying anything.

Cheng Wanqiu didn't catch up any more, he stood still and watched Lin Chu's figure disappear around the corner, except for the faint smell of alcohol in the air, nothing remained.

Lin Chu was the same as he looked, he was very difficult to get close to, he was very alert, and when he had a cold face, he looked like he would reject people thousands of miles away.

Cheng Wanqiu couldn't say why he cared so much about him, maybe it was because Lin Chu was so good-looking, or maybe it was because he had heard Uncle Wang talk about Lin Chu's rough life experience during the day, so he was always curious about him And caring, never got a good look nor angry.

Cheng Wanqiu stood there for a while, stepping on his own shadow and slowly walking back to grandma's house, until his figure disappeared at the intersection of the canteen, and the person who should have gone far suddenly came out from another intersection.

Standing in the shadow of the street lights, Lin Chu frowned and looked at the direction Cheng Wanqiu left. After watching in silence for a while, he suddenly sneered, turned around and walked into the dark.