What kind of experience is it for Shanghainese to drift north?

Fu Pingqiu's family lives on the third floor of an apartment. Inside the entrance is a small living room with a beautiful calligraphy hanging on the wall. The living room is next to the kitchen, and on the other side are two rooms, two rooms and one living room.His home is not as sloppy as other men living alone, but very tidy, with bright windows and clean windows. He obviously lives alone, but there is a warm and homely atmosphere.It's just that there are many... I can't name things in a few corners.

I didn't have the time to look at it either. After getting off the plane, I ran all the way and didn't have a good rest. When I arrived at someone's house, I was tired like falling apart.

After the man entered the door, he took slippers for me to change, then carried the apple into the kitchen, came out and said to me: "Are you tired? Go sit on the sofa first, do you want something to drink? There are boiled water, fruit juice and Longjing." He said to me I still speak in the polite and rusty tone of a netizen.

"Boiling water is fine, thank you." After answering, I sat down on the sofa, the relaxation of my body made me forget where I was, and lay down without image.

A man's voice came from the kitchen. I just bought a box of lunch for you in the supermarket. Heat it up in the microwave and eat it... Sorry, I have to tidy up the room and stop cooking.

Uh...uh, when he said that, I suddenly became hungry.Looking at the time, it was already 8 o'clock in the evening, and I hadn't eaten anything after getting off the plane.Wait, he said he bought me a meal?

"Ah, thank you for your hard work! I will pay you the price of the meal." I jumped up from the sofa.

He came to the living room with a hot boxed lunch and a bowl of sliced ​​apples, "Hey, there's nothing to worry about this little money. Eat it while it's hot. I'll clean up your room later." Then he went to the bathroom first Wash your hands, then go into the room next to the door.When I opened the door, I caught a glimpse of what appeared to be the room in the photo he had sent me.

While eating silently, I saw that Fu Pingqiu kept moving various tools from the room to the living room, and the smell of paint gradually became stronger in the living room.I frowned unconsciously, but was accidentally discovered by him.

"Is the smell too strong? I'm sorry...it's something I need for work. I'll just open the window to let the air in later." He said apologetically.

I'm a little curious about what he was doing in the Forbidden City...

While chewing on an apple, I was scrolling through the renting information in Beijing on my mobile phone, when I heard him ask me how many days I would come to Beijing for a few days, did I plan my itinerary, and why did I come alone?

Uh, that... I'm talking nonsense, three or four days, I'm here alone because I'm on a temporary holiday, I'll find a hotel and I'll stay there, I'll trouble you today.

He said it's okay, I can live in his house forever.He goes to work tomorrow, so he can drop by and let me visit the Forbidden City with him.

I thought to myself that I still have to hurry up to look at the house, how can I have the leisure to see the scenic spots... I can't say it quickly, I don't disturb you to go to work, I just play by myself.

"Why, are you planning to live in Beijing?"

The man's voice suddenly rang in my ear, which startled me.My body froze, and I realized that he had finished tidying up at some point, and sat beside me unknowingly, looking at me with half-raised eyebrows.He also saw the renting information in Beijing on his mobile phone...

Terrible, dismantling it on the spot, a mistake.

"I'm sorry, what I said just now is that I am..." Damn, how should I explain it.Unable to stop the heat on his face, he wished he could run away.

Instead of continuing to pursue my nonsense, he calmly suggested: "If you are looking for a rental house, why not consider my place? The location is very good, close to the subway, and the rent is reasonable, but the disadvantage is that the place is not big, and... ...Heh, living with others is bound to be a bit restrictive." He said very cryptically.

"Well, because there are some reasons that are inconvenient to talk about... I temporarily decided to live in Beijing for a while, and I would like to find a job in Beijing if I have the opportunity." I added with a slight sigh of relief, and had to have a showdown with him.

"It's okay. I just haven't found a new roommate for this one. You can think about it. My home is in the North Fifth Ring Road. I bought this house close to the city center for the convenience of going to work. It is expected to pay back the house in 5 years. Mortgage." He winked at me and smiled.

Unexpectedly, I didn't have to bother to find a rental house at all. After talking about rent and renting with Fu Pingqiu, I quickly settled down.The former netizen became my roommate in the blink of an eye, which is really a wonderful fate.

After entering my room, although it is not big, it has all the facilities.It's just that the tool has just been removed, and there are still a few wisps of inaudible lacquer smell.Sincerely speaking, I asked Mr. Fu what kind of work do you do in the Forbidden City?

He told me that he mainly does cultural relics identification, and now he is also working as a lacquerware restoration team, sometimes helping to complement the color.

I raised my eyebrows and said, oh, it sounds very tall, "I am repairing cultural relics in the Forbidden City"?

He smiled and said, there is nothing special, in fact, it is no different from painting, except that the objects of painting become cultural relics.If I had also seen that very popular documentary, I would have had a preliminary understanding of his work.

I did watch that documentary, but I just watched it to relieve boredom, and I almost forgot what the content was about.

It suddenly occurred to me that he had one more thing to entrust me with, so I asked, "Don't you still have a picture to fix, I can help you now."

"Not today, let's talk about it tomorrow." He asked me to rest earlier, and he can pick me up when I want to go to the Forbidden City next time.

Hmm...he is too kind to me, it's really rewarding to know such a netizen.Thinking of this, I happily packed up my things, took a comfortable shower, and then lay down under the blanket.

A night without dreams.

The next day was Friday, Fu Pingqiu went to work early and left the spare key on the table.

I slept super full and didn't get up until 11 o'clock. I stretched my waist contentedly. I really wanted to sleep like this forever...but no, I still have to go to work.

I continued to pack my things and then opened my mailbox to deal with the resume reply. During this period, I received many interview invitations from Beijing companies...they were all arranged for me by my family. My family was always worried that I would not find a suitable job in Beijing.I skipped those few small company emails, and I only care about whether there are M companies and A companies. Company N or Company G is also fine.

Before I knew it, at night, when I was looking down at Beijing's complicated traffic, Fu Pingqiu came and asked me to finish my meal.There was rice field eel on the dinner table, which surprised me, but he smiled and said that he bought it specially to welcome me.His cooking is simple but delicious, there is no fancy rhetoric to describe it, just being as picky as I think it is delicious is really delicious.In particular, the vinegared eel slices are delicious, tender and smooth, and melt in the mouth, making people feel unsatisfied.The ingredients are very fresh, and I feel that he may be the kind of person who is very passionate about life.

"Delicious." I praised sincerely.

"Thank you." Fu Pingqiu smiled politely and asked me, "Hey, I forgot to ask where you are from. Are you from Shanghai? You speak Mandarin so well that you can't even tell."

"You guessed it," I said. "You too."

"Where, I'm a Beijing dialect with a Mandarin accent..." he said modestly, "I'm ashamed to say that I've been staying in my hometown all these years and haven't been to the south. My impression is that Shanghai is a wonderful and exquisite city... Why do you want to work in Beijing?"

It's impossible for me to answer that he was making a joke with his friends...but fortunately he didn't let me answer this question.

"I'm sorry, I just thought it was inconvenient for you to disclose yesterday, so I won't ask. I remember last time you said that you were an intern at a Fortune 500 company, and it should be in Shanghai. Why don't you continue to do it?"

Unexpectedly, he still remembered this.Let me just say I don't like the atmosphere there.He nodded, probably seeing that I didn't want to talk about it in detail, so he didn't continue to ask.

After the meal, I mentioned the matter of retouching the pictures again, and Fu Pingqiu happily brought the notebook to the living room for me to work on.As he turned away to clean up the dishes, I opened his laptop... Just looking at the table top was enough to make me dizzy.