Reading The Remnants (Wen Guan)

Li Shiyi didn’t choose to take a boat, but only bought a few short-distance tickets, and looked for them one by one along the map. After going out of the southwest, I realized that the world was really chaotic. There were vagrants with yellow faces and thin skins everywhere. Thai half couldn’t enter the city, so he shrank and squeezed in the outskirts, mingling with beggars.

She walked hurriedly between peace and turmoil, listening to the cries of young children in the city being greeted by candied haws, and the wailing of young children outside the city so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs.

He didn’t have much money in his hand, and there were odds scattered along the way, but his hand was a little tight on the fourth or fifth day. Fortunately, she has always planned and planned the entanglement as a group, and the rescuers have been grouped together, and the rest is the relief along the way.

Every time a piece of biscuits was scattered, she would always think of Song Nineteen.

She was so sure that Song Jiu would not take a car and a boat, and she was sure that she used to measure the world with her footsteps, and she would squat down with her skirt and stretch out a hand to hand out a piece of bread.

Li Shixi considers herself not a very gentle person, but she is very good at leaving room for others. It’s like saying that she took steps without rush, leaving the room for thinking to Song Jiu. It’s like she walked all over the city step by step, leaving the room for her to follow.

She didn’t know what kind of mentality Song Jiu was chasing her at the beginning. If she wants to understand that one hundred steps are not enough and one thousand steps are not enough, I am afraid that she will have to take tens of thousands of steps and pass thousands of people.

Her temper is too slow, and it takes a lot of time to blanch a pot of wine and invite her sweetheart to drink it.

She put down the wine glass and was disturbed by the three words “sweetheart”. She shifted her eyes and leaned on the railing of the restaurant and looked down. The passers-by of the camp was rushed to him like a zombie. As she walked forward, she suddenly remembered that this was the boundary of Xiangxi. She learned to chase the soul with her master and came to worship an old friend.

She pulled the red rope on her hand, bent her fingers and tapped on the wooden railing three times, one lightly, one heavy, and one lightly touched like a door.

The craftsmanship of this meal has not been used for a long time. When I was hungry and full, I never thought that there would be such a chance. From the earthen tomb, Lord Fujun emerged, and the girl who fed the chicken was the legendary King of Yama. , And the little baby picked up is actually a nine-yin candle that is bigger than the river.

Look, no matter where the thoughts start, Li Shiyi’s foothold is always in the same place.

She gently lifted her lips and smiled, her smile was empty and destined. Her longing was always slow, and she would only think of Song Jiu from the rubbing of her cuffs when she paid out, or the chopsticks knocked when she was eating. When I was on the dishes, I thought of Song Nineteen, and in the night when the latch was inserted, the slightly shaking aftershocks thought of Song Nineteen.

Her misses are homely and trivial, and they must only appear when there is a sound. They seem to cover up some of the throbbing in the heart, but they will not sound too earth-shaking, for fear of awakening the painstaking restraint.

She didn’t dare to miss Song Nineteen too much, because she was afraid to feel lonely.

The long-unused beancurd skin was attached to her face again, the old melon skin cap closed a blue silk, she shrank her bones and lowered her neck, her gray coat slapped her hands, not even her gender.

The dust on the side was billowing, and the sound of horses’ hoofs was arrogant. Li Shiyi coughed, squinting and waiting for a group of high-pitched army masters to pass by. The horseshoe kicked over a few stalls, and the hawker who was accustomed to not even screamed, silently lowered his head to pick up the fruit.

The baby on the side was so frightened by the whip that his throat was wailing, quite heart-piercing, the little woman coaxed the child upside down, and while following the child’s suffocated back, she was so distressed that she condensed tears. .

Li Shiyi looked at it sideways, walked to the middle of the road, picked up the baby’s tiger-headed hat, and handed it to the woman.

Holding the hat, she was a little startled. Once upon a time, there was a little baby who was carved out of jade. He never cried or howled. What he gnawed was white-faced buns, and he wore old clothes that covered her fingers. What kind of tiger-headed hat and rattle, others. Some she didn’t have anything, but she always flicked her sleeves and smiled at her with bright eyes bent.

Since she was a child, she hasn’t coaxed Song Jiu several times, and she has been so satisfied, not even a little extra greedy.

The little woman took the hat and bent over to thank Li Shiyi. Li Shiyi turned to leave, but suddenly heard a sharp whistling sound behind him, one after another exclaims on both sides, the dust of the giant hard-iron skin. Middle rushed over, and the sudden vents resembled a tiger gasping for food.

The front of the car was in front of him in an instant, and Li Shiyi jumped to avoid him, his right hand hooked back habitually, and he instinctively protected his back.

The brakes sounded abruptly, ear-piercing as if scratching on the eardrums, the tires made long scratches on the ground, and the engine shook the quake, shaking the car like a lingering old man, and it came to a halt.

Li Shiyi dropped Kong Luoluo’s hand, the premonition in his heart shook, and he stared at the foreign car unblinkingly.

The pedestrians on both sides still didn’t dare to come out, and they didn’t know which master it was. As they picked up and peeked at the car, it seemed that the car had been burned severely, panting, and the hunting failed, somewhat unwilling.

With a “click”, the car door seemed to be smashed open, and a familiar figure jumped out of the billowing smoke.

“Li Eleven!”

Li Shiyi’s brows frowned, and then quickly let go, letting go of his pupils in disbelief. The eyeballs went from top to bottom, and from bottom to top, and finally returned to the original coldness again, looking at him in a chilly manner. The person in front of you.

By the way, with this look, the person in front of him is more certain that he has never admitted his mistake.

He walked over with a grin, still shrinking his mung bean eyes and grinning his sausage mouth. He wanted to reach out and pat Li Shiyi’s shoulder, then drew back restrainedly, his neck moved a few times in the collar of his suit, and Lai smiled: “Ten First sister.”

Li Shiyi snorted and raised an eyebrow: “Youngest Tu.”

It’s the youngest Tu, but not the old one. Now he is in a well-cut suit with a big belly tucked in. The belt is polished to the toe, and the brighter is the oily big back, with well-defined hair. , The code is neat and tidy, the shark’s fin reveals the precious gold.

“You are…” Li Shiyi glanced at him and then at the car.

He was silly for a while, and finally pulled out from the joy of reunion. Without saying a word, he took the burden of Li Shiyi, walked to the side of the alley with her, and looked up and down and said: “I’ll pass it to you. The letter is confiscated and confiscated? Why don’t you reply a word or two, you cultural people, ah, decent, do not pay attention to things, that is good or bad, there must be a letter, it doesn’t make people anxious? “

He bowed his head and patted Li Shi’s baggage, weighed it, and asked, “Why is that just a little bit?”

He hesitated to speak and then stopped, with an expression of “you are afraid that it would be a hard life”, and looked at Li Shixi restrainedly.

Li Shiyi still didn’t care about it. He had a clear soup on the surface and only asked him: “Because you didn’t reply, you found it?”

“Ah.” The youngest Tu nodded.

“No boat?”

Youngest Tu laughed “Hi”: “I’m seasick, isn’t it? I’m sorry I didn’t take a boat, how else can I meet it?”

He grabbed a corner of Li Shixi’s burden and twisted it over and over again. He stepped on the soles of his feet. He was very excited, but he was a man, he couldn’t cry like a chicken.

Li Shiyi looked out, pursed his lips and smiled, and looked at his suit again, and asked him, “Have you made a fortune?”

Tu’s youngest laughed more happily. One of the scenes in his dreams was that when someone reunited with an old friend, someone could ask “I got rich”, especially when the words came out of Li Shiyi’s mouth, it made him more comfortable, but He has grown a lot, only reached out his hand and wiped his sideburns, pursed his lips and constricted his smile, and said, “Thank you.”

“After you left, Commander Lu came to the mansion to look for a few times. Seeing that you were not there, he said that the apprentice is the same.”

“apprentice?”

Youngest Tu snorted twice and softened his neck: “I’m chanting.”

Before Li Shixi had a reaction, he hurriedly said, “Take care of yourself, I didn’t drop the chain for you. The idea I have learned is more than enough to deal with that master.”

“It’s also time for me to make a fortune. I scolded him twice, and he went up to a third level. I heard that I was looking for you, so I hurried to prepare a foreign car.”

“I practiced this foreign car for half a month, and made it to Xiangxi Mansion one by one, and now I am considered successful and retired.” He glanced at the car and decided not to.

After he finished talking about himself, he then made an “Yeah” in hindsight, looked around, and asked, “Just you?”

“Nineteen, Ayin, the silly Hades, where’s the follower kid?”

Li Shiyi briefly said the reason, Tu Laoyao opened his mouth for a long time, before moving his teeth and chewing the air twice.

He looked at Li Shiyi, and suddenly took a breath: “Nineteen, I’m afraid I’ve seen it.”

Li Xi frowned.

The youngest Tu Yao thought for a while and nodded: “In Anhui.”

Li Shiyi’s breathing was disturbed. He set for two seconds. He picked up the package and was about to walk east. After two steps, he stopped and raised his brow suspiciously: “You saw her, why didn’t you call her?”

Tu Yaoyao blinked twice, his calf trembled: “I, I, I, I think she should be with you.”

He swallowed, and then said, “The girl looks like a nineteen figure, but she’s not too dazed, and I didn’t dare to recognize it.”

He looked at Li Shixi once in a daze, and then at the sky again.

Li Shiyi sighed and turned to continue walking.

The youngest Tuyao followed, slapped himself a few times with a bow in his heart, looked at Li Shi’s back, and gradually his eyes drooped softly on her up and down shoulders.

He stepped forward in twos or twos, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Li Shiyi, and suddenly yelled in a low voice: “Eleven Sister.”

Li Shiyi looked at him sideways.

The youngest Tu was happy, and sighed without thinking: “It’s like going back to the past.”

“In the past, it was also the two of us. Then Ayin Nineteen, Silly Hades, were all later.”

He remembered the winter in Beijing that year. It was also a melon hat and a gray cloth coat. He found Li Shiyi, who was neither male nor female, around the corner, and followed him with one foot deep and one shallow foot.

He put his hands in his sleeves as he did that year. The suit was hard and uncomfortable, but his body became more comfortable.

“Hey, it’s funny.” He laughed.