The husband and wife of a wealthy school

The sun fell down the mountain and the sky darkened.A distant singing voice came from behind a mountain, and the mellow singing voice was loud and ethereal, hovering between the mountains.

A singing voice that perfectly blends with the mountains, and the people in the mountains sing about the mountains at home.

Yan Cheng: "What song is this?"

Zhao Yan: "Our Xintianyou, "Shadow of the Fence", I grew up listening to this kind of song, is it good?"

"Very pure voice, can you sing?"

The two were walking down the mountain. From the position they were standing at the moment, they could see the red lanterns lit up in front of every house in the village below.

Zhao Yan: "Yes, as long as it is a Northwest folk song, I can sing it after listening to it two or three times."

Yan Cheng: "I don't believe it, you can sing a song to prove it."

"Didn't I sing to you last time, you were willing to bet and lose."

What Zhao Yan was referring to was the song "Listen to Mom telling the story of the past" that he sang when the two were in M-Zone KTV.

Yan Cheng: "That doesn't count, just sing me the song Shadow of the Fence."

"That won't work. We have a saying that singing Xintianyou in the mountains is courting someone. If I sing Xintianyou and walk with you, others will laugh when they see it."

Yan Cheng suddenly realized his expression and joked: "I see, so the song "Listen to Mom Telling the Past Story" last time was you courting me through singing?!"

"No, that song is not our Xintianyou." Zhao Yan denied.

"The focus is not on Xintianyou, the focus is on this level of meaning, I think you have it." Yan Cheng was persuasive.

Zhao Yan was not induced, "I am not."

Walking into the village, a family set off firecrackers in front of the door, surrounded by a few children, watching the excitement with their ears covered, looking very happy.

Just wait for the firecrackers to be set off, and pick up the unlit small cannons with twists in the exploded firecrackers. This kind of small cannons can be set off alone.

The air is filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.People who grew up in peaceful times, smelling gunpowder smoke, think of all the festivities of wearing red and hanging green.When he was very young, his grandma told him that he didn't dare to smell this kind of smell when he was a child. If he smelled this kind of smell, the devil was about to enter the village.

The two passed through the air full of gunpowder smoke. After walking past, Zhao Yan asked Yan Cheng: "Why did a child point at you just now and call you a city person who drives a car and throws money?"

"Why didn't I hear it?" Yan Cheng said.

Zhao Yan: "Because you don't understand the local dialect, are you throwing away money?"

"I didn't. I just saw that the children were innocent, so I gave some lucky money."

Zhao Yan knew that Yan Cheng was indeed a very kind person in his heart, but his understanding of money was different from that of ordinary people, and sometimes he spent so much that others seemed insignificant, so he guessed that he had given a lot of lucky money.

Not long after returning home, his mother made dumplings, stewed chicken soup, and mixed a few cold dishes. Compared with Zhao Yan's usual food, it was already very rich.

His mother first served Yan Cheng a bowl of chicken soup, "Yanyan is alone in T City, thanks to the care of you classmates, come here as soon as you come, why do you bring so many things?"

"It should be," Yan Cheng took a sip of the chicken soup from the bowl in front of him, and said, "It's delicious, Auntie, you are really good at cooking."

His mother: "You child, you can say sweet things, there are not many good things in the countryside, but you must eat as much as you want, just open your stomach."

"Brother Cheng, how do you usually celebrate New Year's Eve in your city?" Zhao Jingjing ate a dumpling in one bite.

"It's similar to here. It's nothing more than a family eating New Year's Eve dinner, setting off firecrackers, and watching the Spring Festival Gala."

Zhao Jingjing: "I don't have a TV at home, I'll go to Chunzi's house to watch the Spring Festival Gala later."

After eating, Zhao Yan took Yan Cheng for a walk in the yard in front of the gate to digest.

Yan Cheng: "Why do I feel that the dumplings made by my aunt taste very similar to my home's dumplings, although they don't look the same."

"Maybe the dumplings with the same filling taste similar."

Yan Cheng: "Really?"

Zhao Yan: "Yes." Because her son bought your house.

A full moon slowly rises in the sky, and the moonlight shines on the jujube tree in the yard. Two red lanterns are hung on the jujube tree, shaking slightly with the wind, through the red gauze on the surface of the lantern, you can see the candles inside. The fire was flickered by the wind.

Yan Cheng walked around the jujube tree slowly, "What kind of tree is this?"

"Jujube tree." Zhao Yan followed behind him step by step.

Yan Cheng touched the rough and cracked bark of the jujube tree: "This tree is quite good."

"Why? Not all trees are like this."

Yan Cheng: "Because it happens to grow here, the right time, place and people."

Zhao Yan's room was very small and simple.A bed, a desk, a chair, a wooden box for clothes, nothing else.

"I just changed the bed sheet and quilt cover in the morning, and the quilt was also dried in the sun at noon." Zhao Yan knew that the young master was a fool, and the bedding in Shengshi Qingcheng's room had to be changed and washed every time he went, so he prepared it in advance alright.

"I don't dislike you, why change it." Yan Cheng sat on the bed and looked at this small and simple bedroom, "Are the certificates on the wall from elementary school to high school?"

There are many certificates of merit posted on one wall, and Zhao Yan’s name, such-and-such elementary school, such-and-such junior high school, and such-and-such high school are all written on the certificates.

Zhao Yan: "Yes, I have always been a three-good student."

"I have always been a three-good student. Next time I have a chance, I will take you to see mine."

Zhao Yan: "Okay."

"Does your school only issue certificates?"

Zhao Yan: "Occasionally, I will distribute pens and notebooks."

"That's a pity. You are going to our school. If you study well, there will be scholarships. There will be scholarships from elementary school to high school. It is very meaningful for students from poor families."

Zhao Yan: "In our school, teachers who graduated from regular normal schools will not come here, and no company will sponsor scholarships here. Yan Cheng, if you become an entrepreneur in the future and want to do charity, you can sponsor it. Education in impoverished mountainous areas is very meaningful."

Yan Cheng fell down, half lying on the bed, looking at the old wooden beams on the roof, the lights in the room were dim yellow, there was no suspended ceiling, and the wooden beams looked very dull.

"Why are you so sure that I will become an entrepreneur? Maybe I will become a movie star in the future."

"Guess." Zhao Yan pulled the quilt away and covered Yan Cheng, "It's tiring to drive here today, if you are tired, go up and lie down for a while, and I'll wake you up to welcome the New Year when it's almost midnight."

Yan Cheng pulled the quilt over and smelled it, full of the smell of sunshine, making people drowsy, "It's okay not to lie down, but I'm really sleepy when I fall down, do you want to come up and sleep with me, we can set an alarm clock. "

"I'm not sleepy, you go to sleep."

Within a few minutes, Yan Cheng fell asleep.Under the dim yellow light, the sleeping face was peaceful, and after closing his eyes, the aura and shocking vividness subsided, leaving only this face, defenseless.

Zhao Yan couldn't help but pecked lightly on his cheek, it was warm and smooth to the touch.

After turning off the light and closing the door, Zhao Yan came out and watched the New Year with his mother in the main room, gossiping about everyday life.Zhao Jingjing went to Chunzi's house to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Their family also had a black and white TV a few years ago. It was an appliance bought by his parents when they got married. It broke down and was sold to a scrap collector for more than ten yuan.

"This kid doesn't come from an ordinary family at first glance, isn't he from a good family?" His mother said while handing a cup of hot tea to Zhao Yan to warm his hands.

"Mom, where did you see that?"

"You still need to look at it. You can see it at a glance. Mom has crossed more bridges than you have traveled."

His grandma: "This child has a good face, rich and noble."

Zhao Yan looked at the tea leaves slowly unfolding in the white porcelain cup in his hand, "His father is the mayor of T City." In fact, he hoped that Yan Cheng would have a relatively simple family background.

"Hey, such a big official!" His mother said in a joking tone: "If you are a girl, mother will marry you to him, and follow to enjoy the glory and wealth."

……

Yan Cheng fell into a deep sleep, and had a dream in a trance. After waking up, he couldn't remember the content of the dream, but it seemed to be a bad dream.He wasn't woken up by Zhao Yan, but by the sound of firecrackers one after another.

After waking up, his mind went blank for a few seconds before he remembered where it was. There was something warm under his feet. He reached down and touched it. It was a hot water bottle.

Just as he was about to check the time with his mobile phone, the door was pushed open with a creak, and Zhao Yan walked in.

It was almost midnight, and Zhao Yan came to wake Yan Cheng up, and was about to turn on the light, when he heard Yan Cheng who had woken up on the bed at some point, saying: "Ah, my leg seems to be cramp, Zhao Yan, come and see look."

Without turning on the light, Zhao Yan walked over, approached Yan Cheng, and was about to touch his leg when he was suddenly pressed down on the bed without warning, and at the same time, Yan Cheng's deep and sweet laughter came from above.

He remembered that the last time he said he was going to fix the water pipes at his house, why was he being fooled every time!

As the zero o'clock approached, the sound of firecrackers outside became more and more intense. Although the firecrackers were not set off in his courtyard, it sounded like they were exploding in my ears.Zhao Yan was so dizzy from the kiss, he managed to catch his breath and said, "Yan Cheng, we still have to set off firecrackers."

A few minutes before midnight, Zhao Jingjing came back after watching the Spring Festival Gala. She saw his brother and Cheng brother setting off firecrackers in front of their house.

Yan Cheng held a string of bright red firecrackers in his hand, Zhao Yan took out the matches and prepared to light the fire, he said to Yan Cheng: "I light it, you throw the cannons out, remember?"

Originally he was the one who set off the firecrackers alone, but he didn't dare to ask the young master to do such a dangerous thing, but Yan Cheng insisted on joining in the fun, saying that he was happy, Zhao Yan couldn't help it, so he had to remind him repeatedly.

Zhao Jingjing couldn't stand it anymore: "Brother, you are talking like an old mother, and Brother Cheng is not a child."

Yan Cheng: "Yes, long-winded like an old lady."

Zhao Yan insisted: "Remember?"

Yan Cheng: "Remember."

"Ah, it's midnight soon, brother, hurry up, don't miss the time." Zhao Jingjing shouted from the side.

Zhao Yan struck the match, bent down, and the gun twister caught fire and ignited, chi chi chi chi.Yan Cheng immediately threw the cannon out. It should have been thrown on the road in front of the door. It was the first time he had no experience and he used too much force. He threw the cannon and hung it on a tree across the road. The tree seemed to be shaking when it exploded.

Zhao Jingjing laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist.

Yan Cheng looked at his masterpiece in a daze for a second, then said, "Is this just a good start?"

Zhao Yan: "This is called excessive force!"

It was late at night, the sound of firecrackers stopped, and the night in the mountains was extremely quiet.

He had already slept in before, and just drank some tea, Yan Cheng, who was not sleepy, pulled the sleepy Zhao Yan who was lying next to him to gossip.

"Come on, get up and have a sip of tea." Yan Cheng raised his teacup to Zhao Yan's mouth.

Zhao Yan sat up halfway, and drank half a cup of tea in Yan Cheng's hand. He became sober in an instant, and then realized what Yan Cheng was saying just now, "You said you want to open a restaurant?"

"Yes, I had this idea a long time ago. It can be regarded as investment and financial management. It has not been implemented because I can't find anyone I can trust. We have to go to school and don't have so much time. This time, Sister Qing just has nowhere to go, so I thought about it." It will be opened after the next year, and Sister Qing will help take care of it." Yan Cheng said.

Naturally, he would not directly say to Zhao Yan, for you, I want to open a restaurant.

Zhao Yan: "That's pretty good, will it be opened in the college district?"

"No, the consumer group in the college area is mainly students, so our price positioning should not be too high. If the price is not high, we must rely on customer traffic to make money, which will be very tiring." What Yan Cheng didn't finish was that the main chef would very tired.

Zhao Yan: "So?"

"So I'm going to open in the commercial area, where there are high-end consumer groups. Our prices and grades can be positioned higher. Do it well and spread word of mouth. You don't have to be so busy and you can make money."

Zhao Yan: "What if I lose money?"

"A loss? Learn from the lesson and start over."

Zhao Yan: "...to be rich is to be willful."

……

The next day, the two of them were woken up by the ringing of Yan Cheng's mobile phone, only to find that it was getting late when they woke up, and they slept until the sun was up, all because they drank tea last night and went to bed too late.

"Hello?" Yan Cheng lay on the bed, closed his eyes and answered the phone, his voice was sleepy and lazy.

Zhao Yan sat up and got dressed.

"What did you say?!" Yan Cheng opened his eyes and sat up suddenly, the sleepiness in his voice dissipated.

Zhao Yan paused when he was putting on his clothes. He didn't know what happened, so he put on his clothes and looked at Yan Cheng nervously.

I only heard Yan Cheng say to the other side: "You guys stay in the hotel and don't go out, I'll book a ticket right now, and when I get back to City Z, we'll leave."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Cheng met Zhao Yan's worried gaze, smiled and signaled his reassurance, and said, "Guohua called, saying that he and Sister Qing took their children to watch the fireworks last night, it seems that someone recognized Qing Sister, maybe someone from your village went to City Z, and they were followed when they returned to the hotel. Guohua said that he went out to buy breakfast this morning, and saw someone sneakily guarding outside the hotel."

"Then what should I do?" Zhao Yan got up and got out of bed, "I'll go see if there is any movement in the next door."

Yan Cheng pulled him away, "We agreed to go to Fengqiao Mountain together, maybe I have to leave today, and I have to take them to T City as soon as possible, so as not to cause trouble."

Zhao Yan was not happy, he felt a little distressed, "I'm sorry Yan Cheng, you came here for a trip, it's all because of me..."

"It doesn't matter, it's good to go back early, we can make preparations for the restaurant before school starts," Yan Cheng said while getting dressed, "Traveling, the days will be long in the future, and you can go anytime."

Zhao Yan was worried: "You don't know, people here are quite barbaric sometimes, shall I go to City Z with you?"

"If you go, you will be recognized by others, but you can't get rid of it." Yan Cheng put on his clothes, hugged Zhao Yan, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I can ask the hotel security to escort you."

At this moment, the door was tapped twice, followed by a fucking voice: "Yanyan, are you awake?"

Zhao Yan responded, "Get up."

"Come out, Mom will talk to you."

Zhao Yan opened the door, and his mother said, "I just saw that your uncle next door recruited a few people, drove a tricycle, and left in a hurry. What happened?"

Zhao Yan and Yan Cheng looked at each other, it's too bad!

Yan Cheng took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Guohua, you call the front desk now and ask them to help you call a car, give some money, and ask the hotel security to escort you. Now you go to the airport immediately, and we will meet at the airport. What? ? Miss Qing doesn’t have an ID card!”