Bai Fumei in the 70’s

N City, Hezitun.

He Songbai carried a hoe to work on the mountain, the paddy field on Heshan was already opened, and the green manure also blackened the land.While winter wheat is planted in October, rice can be seamlessly inoculated just after harvesting in April next year.

After he finished his work, he panted heavily and squatted down to eat wild vegetables.

Soon a man came to him and greeted him: "Teacher Gu has lived in your house for a while, thanks to your help."

He Songbai raised his head, and a gentle-looking man was talking to him, his face was pure, and his tone was easy-going.

The man was wearing coarse clothes and his palms were covered with stains.But He Songbai recognized him, he was Wu Gong of Heshan.

He Songbai continued to chew on Wotou's head, which was hard and rough, and he scratched his throat for a while.He drank half a pot of water without saltiness, moistening his mouth.

Wu Gong went on to say: "The project in Qinghe County has to be hurry up, otherwise it will not be easy to do in winter. I want Teacher Gu to take back the project..."

He Songbai's movement of drinking water stopped for a moment.

His voice was dumb, and he coughed: "I'm so ignorant, it's useless to tell me, hey--"

He made a slang and spoke to Wu Yong with a strong local voice.

He Songbai usually does not talk much with people in his work, and is silent and lonely in the impression of others. At this moment, he loves to talk and talks. No one would find it strange to pretend to be crude.He was reluctant to talk more with Gu Gong's students. The hard work of the pig farm cost him a lot of energy. His cat also wanted to rest without interruption when eating under the tree.

Wu Yong continued gently: "You can help me communicate with Teacher Gu and persuade him to come back to take this project."

"Teacher Gu still remembered my anger, if he was someone around him, he would listen."

He Songbai responded unabashedly.

Wu Yong continued: "I heard that your grandma has stayed in foreign countries before?"

He sat beside He Songbai, as if chatting with friends.

He Songbai's troubles disappeared, he narrowed his dark eyes dangerously, and crossed his eyes in silent and gloomy eyes, which seemed to be angry, lonely and indifferent.

Wu Yong seemed to hear that He Songbai was a famous second-in-class in Hezitun. He paused for a moment and asked sincerely, "Did I offend you?"

"Actually, I am not malicious."

"I am also a family of intellectuals. My father has overseas experience and has been transferred to the Northwest Forest Farm to work today..."

He Songbai's chewing of Wowo's head stopped, "I don't understand what you are saying, I'm full and I should work."

After swallowing the dry food in his hand, he took down Wu Yong and carried a hoe to work in the ground.

In the evening, He Songbai carried a hoe home and stopped when passing by the bullpen. He casually made a sentence with Gu Gong:

"Your student asked you to go back to see the project."

Gu Gong groaned, and lay back to the straw pile uncomfortably.

Prophet Hu said: "Brother Wu has done his best to the teacher, and he is working hard to restore your reputation."

"If the teacher can take back the project, he doesn't have to do this kind of dirty and tiring work. Maybe he can... convict him."

Gu Gong's original good mood was wiped out by the word "convict of merit".

He snorted coldly: "People clear themselves."

Hu Xianzhi also said: "Is Teacher Gu still doubting Brother Wu now? Don't be stunned by the sentence that Sun Xiang intentionally left behind, and you can't live with yourself deliberately."

Gu Gong didn't speak, closed his eyes and nourished himself, and Wu Zhao broke his fingers and counted when Zhao Lanxiang came back.

...

Zhao Lanxiang took the car one day and one night, carrying the heavy suitcase and returned to N City in a dusty manner.

I originally mentioned a half-full box when I went there. When I came back, the box was full of Feng Lian, and I could hardly carry it.

He Songbai finished his whole day's work in one breath and happily stepped on the bicycle to pick up the object at the train station.He pedaled the Phoenix car on both feet, pedaled a dozen miles of mountain roads, and took the car again. He took the last bus. When he arrived at the train station, it was already thick at night, and the streets were sparsely populated.

At a glance, he saw the object who was about to fall asleep holding luggage in the waiting room, and his heart trembled before her.

"You're back."

He stared down at the black hairpin and muttered.

Zhao Lanxiang was so sleepy that she was about to point to the chin of the wooden box and suddenly stopped.

She raised her head happily and saw the same man in the same world.His wheaten face was dusty and dirty, except for the dark eyes, but still full of energy, as if overflowing with light.

He Songbai carried her suitcase on her back.

He said, "Hungry?"

Zhao Lanxiang nodded and touched her belly.

He Songbai took out the warm corn on the cob from his pocket. This was obtained from a family of five cents when he first got out of the car.

Zhao Lanxiang took the food in the hands of men and nibbled sweet corn.

He Songbai carried the wooden box in both hands and followed silently behind the subject. His dark eyes stared straightly at the slender figure of the subject, and he was startled.

He didn't say anything until he walked out of the train station: "I didn't ride the bicycle..."

Cycling from the countryside through the long mountain road to the city, it is almost impossible to ride until midnight.And she was so squeamish that she couldn't stand the bumps for so long.

But now... the last train has left.

Zhao Lanxiang pursed her lips and stared at the embarrassed and embarrassed face of the man, silently took out a letter of introduction from his pocket.

"I stayed in the hotel for one night, and I didn't even think about going back in the middle of the night."

He Songbai nodded, carrying her luggage and following her through the bustling streets of the city to the state-run hotel.

Zhao Lanxiang took out the introduction letter and paid for it. The hotel receptionist suspiciously looked at the man and the woman in front of him. Zhao Lanxiang explained: "He is my brother."

The relationship between men and women in this year is still relatively strict, but the natural and straightforward appearance of the guests makes it difficult for the front desk to think about what is wrong.Probably good-looking people are somewhat similar, the front desk defaulted the brother-sister relationship between the two.

He Songbai silently moved her luggage to the room.He walked under the faucet with sweat, washed his face, and walked out of the room wet, sitting on a chair and rubbing the water stains on his face indiscriminately.

He coughed and said, "I'll go out and mix for one night and come to pick you up tomorrow morning."

Zhao Lanxiang wore a pair of black leather shoes and stepped on the old concrete floor to make a loud noise.She walked toward He Songbai step by step, her pink lips squeezed, her lips slightly raised upwards, with a slightly arc of laughter.

She was obviously not satisfied with He Songbai's statement.

"Go outside and mix, how to mix. Sleep on the floor?"

"There are ready-made beds for you to sleep in, why do you want to go out and mix?"

Zhao Lanxiang propped up with his hands on both sides of the wooden chair where he was sitting, looking at his shy face and his strong and muscular body in a leisurely manner...