Since I am Yu Huanshui

Chapter 545
Qian Wen, who left early in the morning, returned home.

At this time, Li Suhua was in the back room of the house, picking up shoe soles, when she heard the creaking sound of the door opening, she poked her head out, "Kun'er is back?
Where did I go at noon? I went out early in the morning and didn't eat any food. I must be hungry. "

Qian Wen, who entered the door, patted the dust on his body and let out a breath of cold air, "Go out for a while.

What delicious food did you cook? I'm so hungry. "

"I know how to run around in a day.

I forgot what your father said when he left, read more books if you have nothing to do, your brother and sister left you a large box of books when they left, and you didn't see you take them out to read. " Li Suhua came out from the back room, saw Qian Wen was beating the cold air and dust that had just entered the room, and started to help as if blaming him. The first few strokes were more vigorous.

Reading? He will definitely read it when he has time, but now he is chasing his wife, postponing, postponing, and postponing everything.

Qian Wen laughed, "My brother has been in the Construction Corps for a while, and this letter should be here soon."

When leaving home, Li Suhua urged Zhou Bingyi to take the time to write a letter home when he arrived in the Construction Corps, reporting his safety and reassuring her.

Counting the time, the letter should be here soon.

Talking about this, Li Suhua immediately forgot about Qian Wen's disappearance early in the morning, and began to murmur, "It's time to arrive, but today I met a messenger at the alley and said that there is no one from our family.

This is also true, and it doesn't let me worry. I don't know how to send a telegram to my family to report that the letter is slow. This makes me worry every day, and my heart is pounding.

Kun'er, you say your brother can't have an accident. "

The more he said it, the more outrageous it became, it seemed that he was too idle at home, thinking wildly all day, "Hurry up, pee, pee, it's unlucky.

When my brother left, it wasn't you who asked him not to send a telegram, because it was too expensive, so you can send it one day sooner or later.

Is this what you said, forget?
Let’s talk about where my brother went, the Construction Corps, let’s not talk about my dad, it’s almost the same as the army, how could something happen.

Thinking blindly every day, scaring myself. "

As soon as the lid of the large pot on the stove was opened, hot air spread upwards along the wall, and the house was suddenly foggy. Qian Wen waved the white air in front of his eyes, and served the meal with his hands.

Today I ate vegetable dumplings, pickles, and vegetable leaf porridge.

Sprinkled some grains of salt into the bowl, stirred it, and ate it.

He is already used to this food, in fact, it has a special taste after getting used to it.

"Don't worry, I've been sprinkling salt these days, and my mother's cooking is weak?
Mom also knows that your brother is definitely fine, isn't it because the letter hasn't arrived yet, and I keep thinking about it. "

Qian Wen sandwiched some white radish and pickles into the dumpling, eating them like hamburgers, and said with a smile, "The pickles are enough."

Li Suhua didn't talk about her eldest son anymore, she was just expressing her thoughts in her heart, it's strange that the lively and lively house suddenly became deserted.

Looking at the youngest son who was munching on the vegetable dumpling and drinking the vegetable leaf porridge, he swallowed the rice in his mouth and said, "I know you are greedy for meat, and it will be next month soon. If you have meat tickets, mom will make braised pork for you. You and your sister satisfy your hunger.

There is still some lard at home, mom will take some out tomorrow, stir-fry and eat, first I will satisfy your hunger. "

Qian Wen listened with a smile, the simple and thoughtful words warmed his heart unconsciously.

This era is materially deficient, but there is a purity that cannot be compared with modern times.

After eating a few mouthfuls, Zhou's mother started talking again, this time she became Zhou Rong, and she was worried all the time just after leaving for a few days.

"You said your sister is a girl, can she endure the pain of jumping in the queue?" Zhou's mother was worried and sighed.

"The times are different, and men and women are the same. I don't think there is a problem with my little sister." Qian Wen said vaguely, drinking the last mouthful of porridge from the bottom of the bowl.

Li Suhua's ears were sharp, and he gave him a blank look, "It's easy to say, let's use it to fool your mother.

In different times, women are hard to compare with men.

Your sister is just a crime for a while, it will be fine after a while, don't keep holding on to this matter, how many times have you said, you are the youngest of the family, let outsiders listen to the jokes of our old Zhou family. "

Qian Wen shrugged, not expressing his opinion.

Zhou's mother was worried about Zhou Rong's talk for a while, and it didn't matter whether Qian Wen replied or not, as long as she said it, she felt better.

After talking for a while, Mother Zhou thought of something, "That's right.

It will be the end of the month soon, and the jobs assigned to the children in the city should come down soon. I asked the director of the street office today, and you are in this batch.

I don't know what kind of job it is, but don't be too tired. "

Qian Wen was taken aback, the job has come down, he is going to take up the post with honor?
He doesn't reject work. After all, in this era, the result of idleness is rumors and gossip. Besides, there is no entertainment, and there is nothing to do in leisure time. It is good to have a job.

It’s just that Zhou Bingkun’s job in the play is a material delivery worker in a timber factory, that is, one who carries timber, which is the round log of a whole tree several meters long.

He is not lacking in energy, but he doesn't want to do this hard work, but he can't decide the decision of the above.

Scratching his head, sure enough, work is a worry at any time.

Now it is a carrot and a hole, all the posts are arranged, he is active in his mind, but under the background of 69 years that he is not familiar with, he has nowhere to use his energy.

"Timber factory?" Qian Wen muttered.

"What do you mean?" Mother Zhou asked without hearing clearly.

"Oh, it's nothing, I said that I am a brick, I can move it wherever I need it, and obey the distribution arrangement."

"It is indeed better than before."

With no mobile phone, no TV, and no wife, Qian Wen had nothing to waste time with, so he dug out the book that Zhou Bingyi asked him to hide when he left, and started to read it.

Day two.

Qian Wen reappeared opposite Zheng's pavement.

Mother Zheng recognized him at a glance, and wanted to go up to say hello, but Zheng Juan held her back.

The two nodded across the street, and went on to do their own thing.

Qian Wen took out a big slap log that had been processed, and held a pencil in his hand. He looked at Zheng Juan, who was doing business opposite him, and began to sketch.

opposite.

"Juan'er, you really don't know that young man?" Mother Zheng asked strangely.

Zheng Juan, who was tucking the corner of her brother Guangming's clothes, looked up at Qian Wen across the road, shook her head without saying a word.

In fact, she was also quite strange and curious, but the two had never met before, and they had never said a word, and she was a woman, so how could she ask, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

The old and the young in the family, whoever dares to cause trouble, just take a look, as long as you don't embarrass their family.

Besides, it seemed that there was another wood carving on the opposite side, and she felt a little bit of anticipation in her heart.

Putting her hand into her pocket, feeling the touch of her fingertips, she carried yesterday's woodcarving with her everywhere, besides liking it very much, she also wanted to prevent that person from asking for it yesterday, a cheap candied haws can't replace such an exquisite portrait.

Time passed little by little.

At a glance from yesterday, the Zheng family sells candied haws, and Qian Wen quietly carved the woodcarving in his hands. He didn't know him yesterday, and he still doesn't know him today.

The sawdust was blown off by the cold wind, and Qian Wen kept on carving, bit by bit.

The Zheng family looked at him from time to time, with curiosity in their eyes, and Qian Wen raised his head to look at Zheng Juan from time to time, wanting to engrave the charm on it.

Today he sculpts it according to a real person. Today, he will sculpt whatever Zheng Juan wears and looks like.

The wood carving is shaped in the hands, polished with fine sandpaper and wiped with a soft cloth.

At noon, just like yesterday, I walked over with the wooden carving.

Mother Zheng watched, but didn't speak. She seemed to understand something, so she lingered on Qian Wen and Zheng Juan, mainly on Qian Wen, looking for something.

"Candied haws?" Seeing Qian Wen walking to the booth, Zheng Juan didn't know what to say, as if she understood something, she dodged a little, looking for something to say.

"En." Qian Wen held out the wood carving in his hand.

Mother Zheng and Zheng Juan looked at the woodcarving, and their eyes lit up, like, so much like, exactly like a real person.

Today is Zheng Juan in flower jacket, although she is not as beautiful and stunning as Zheng Juan in palace skirt yesterday, but she is more simple and real.

There are stars in Zheng Juan's eyes, she likes it very much.

But she couldn't ask for it, and stammered, "Two...two cents."

Holding the candied haws tightly in his hand, he expressed the intention that I would not sell it if you don't give me money, but his eyes could not help but drift to the woodcarving.

The corners of Qian Wen's mouth rose, "Yes."

Taking out two cents and handing it over, Zheng Juan felt relieved, but for no reason a sense of disappointment welled up in her heart.

He clasped the stick of candied haws in his hand, hesitated, and handed it over.

And Qian Wen took the candied haws, put down the wood carving, turned around and left.

It's the same as yesterday, but it's different. Today, the two said the first sentence, candied haws? Hmm!
Zheng Juan was taken aback, and hurriedly called Qian Wen, "Your woodcarving~"

But Qian Wen left without looking back.

Mother Zheng took Zheng Juan's wooden carving of today's flower jacket, and touched it carefully, "Today's is better than yesterday's."

Zheng Juan didn't say anything, took the wood carving, took out the wood carving of the palace skirt in her pocket, looked at it, she didn't know what she was thinking, but her eyes were a little dazed.

"They all look good.

Our Juan is beautiful. "Mother Zheng looked at the two woodcarvings and said with a smile.

"Mom, what's so good-looking?" Guangming who was sitting beside him asked.

"The person who carved the wood for your sister yesterday is here again, and gave another wood carving today."

"Oh, are the woodcarvings good-looking?" the invisible light asked curiously.

"It's beautiful." Zheng Juan said, and put the two wood carvings in her younger brother Guangming's hands, and let him caress them, but she walked across the road, came to the place where Qian Wen had just made the wood carvings, squatted down and picked them up. Falling sawdust, murmured, "Now carved?"

The seeds planted yesterday, watered with oasis today, show signs of sprouting just around the corner.

Day three.

Qian Wen arrived as scheduled.

It's still the same place, still facing each other across the road.

Qian Wen quietly and silently carved.

Zheng Juan was busy with her family's small business. During her free time, she glanced at Qian Wen who was opposite her, with anticipation welling up in her heart, but she was timid.

Today's sculpture is Zheng Juan in modern clothes. He sketched it in his mind, constructed the picture on the cylindrical wood in his hand, and carved out the shape in his mind bit by bit.

Same noon.

Qian Wen stood in front of the booth and handed over the wood carving in his hand.

Mother Zheng watched, even Guangming knew Qian Wen was coming, so she listened attentively.

But Zheng Juan glanced at Qian Wen, then at the wood carving, lowered her head, not letting anyone see the look in her eyes, and said in a low voice, "No...no more."

The candied haws are gone?
Zheng's mother was taken aback, and then she was about to take candied haws from the box, but Zheng Juan stopped her hand.

"Juan'er~" Mother Zheng was puzzled.

I obviously like those two woodcarvings very much, and I can't put them down when I go back. I always wrap them in soft cloth and put them away when I sleep.

"En." Qian Wen let out a sigh, put down the wooden carving, turned around and left.

Seeing this, Zheng Juan looked at Qian Wen's figure, gritted her teeth, and caught up with the wooden carving in front of her.

"Where did sister go?" The invisible bright ears moved slightly, listening to the familiar footsteps away, asked strangely.

"Mother doesn't know either." Zheng's mother really didn't understand.

She could tell that the young man who had been here for three days and gave him the woodcarving for three days probably liked their Juan'er, but her Juan'er was a little strange. Bad guy.

Qian Wen was always a few steps ahead of Zheng Juan who was chasing after him. Zheng Juan lost Qian Wen in a blink of an eye on the busy street.

She went back with the wooden carving.

Looking at myself in the modern clothes in my hands, it looks quite novel and beautiful, but I don't have this kind of clothes.

Turning around, I didn't think about it anymore, because she didn't have a palace skirt either.

Holding the wood carving, she was in a complicated mood, thinking of Qian Wen, who didn't say more than three sentences and didn't even know his name.

Suddenly, the wood carving in his hand covered his chest, and his heartbeat was slowly accelerating, faster and faster.

The seeds that are about to move have germinated.

Fourth day.

Qian Wen arrived at the old place.

But what surprised him was that Zheng Juan's family was not there, and the place where they set up a stall was empty.

Looking around for a while, "Are you late?"

Qian Wen waited on the spot, and began to carve the wood carving in his hand.

Today, he plans to carve Zheng Juan in ancient costume.

But as he was carving, he stopped, because after an hour, Zheng Juan's family hadn't come yet, and even the original booth had been taken by other people.

"Ill?" Put away the wood carving, turned around and walked to Zheng Juan's house in Taiping Hutong.

After so many days, he had already found Zheng Juan's house.

When we arrived at Zheng Juan's house, Qian Wen stopped and went up to knock on the door? What is his identity?
Listening to her ears, there was no sound at Zheng Juan's house. After waiting for a while, she took a few steps closer and looked into the small courtyard. The door of Zheng Juan's house was locked.

"Not here, is the stall?" Qian Wen thought to himself.

Why did this happen, Qian Wen was a little surprised, and a little not surprised, a strange man, without saying a word every day, just gave him a wood carving, either he felt good or he felt a sense of crisis.

Now it seems that he made Zheng Juan's family afraid.

Qian Wen scratched his head, "It shouldn't be."

Is he going to die before he leaves?
Zheng Juan, you don't talk about martial arts, and you don't play cards according to routines.

"I'm a time traveler who loses face."

Muttering to himself, Qian Wen turned and walked out of Taiping Hutong. In fact, in the past three days, today's fourth day, he has fallen in love with Zheng Juan.

Three days, three mornings, seeing Zheng Juan working diligently, selling things, taking care of her mother, taking care of her younger brother, she didn't cry or complain at all, seeing all this, he, a modern time traveler, felt quite touched. deep.

But you must know that Zheng Juan was not very old at this time, she was about the same age as him, a young girl in her prime, just grown up next door.

When I planted a seed for Zheng Juan, I also planted a seed in my heart.

He no longer chose Zheng Juan because of Zheng Juan's virtuous wife and loving mother in the play, but he really fell in love with Zheng Juan and felt sorry for her.

At the entrance of Taiping Hutong, Qian Wen stopped, looked around, and thought about what he should do, whether to go to Zheng Juan's family, or let him go first, and not push too hard.

After stopping for a quarter of an hour, a gust of cold wind woke him up, Qian Wen shrank his neck, and made a decision in his heart.

I went home for dinner, and at five o'clock in the afternoon, Qian Wen appeared again at the entrance of Taiping Hutong. The stupid way, waiting for the rabbit, is the most gentle way and the least misunderstanding.

While waiting, Qian Wen took out a wood carving. Zheng Juan, who was carved in wood, was dressed in an ancient costume, with a hint of heroism in her tenderness.

He has carved it at home.

Holding a soft cloth, gently wiped it little by little, waiting for Zheng Juan's family.

Wait until it gets dark and the sound of creaking wooden carts appears.

Qian Wen's figure at the intersection also caught Zheng Juan's eyes, and she froze for a moment.

"Sister, what's the matter?" Guangming, who helped push the wooden cart, saw that it couldn't move anymore, and asked hastily.

"Juan, who is that young man?" Mother Zheng said.

The dazed Zheng Juan didn't speak, but looked at Qian Wen.

Without hesitation, Qian Wen walked forward and came to Zheng Juan.

Still the same as the previous few times, he handed over the wood carving in his hand.

But Zheng Juan didn't answer, but looked at him, "Why?"

Qian Wennuan smiled, "I'm the third kid from the old Zhou family in optical film.

My father is a third-line worker, my mother is an activist in the street office, my brother and sister are both high-achieving students, but they have already jumped in the queue. I, Zhou Bingkun, am a good person and have no malicious intentions. "

Zheng Juan just looked at him and said, "Why?"

Qian Wen smiled, "Because I like you, it was love at first sight."

"Here, take it." The wooden carving in his hand was gently placed on the wooden cart, and Qian Wen turned and left without waiting for Zheng Juan to reply.

Zheng Juan just watched, watched Qian Wenyuan go away, and his back disappeared.

"Juan'er..." Mother Zheng said.

"Mom, go home, it's getting late." Zheng Juan interrupted Zheng's mother.

The cart pushed into Taiping Hutong, Zheng Juan turned her head to look at the direction Qian Wen left, and touched the wood carving in her arms.

The seeds that have germinated are growing vigorously, with an irresistible momentum.

Day [-].

Qian Wen reappeared at the place where the Zheng family set up a stall early in the morning.

Zheng Juan's family is already selling candied haws.

Mother Zheng tugged at the corner of the busy Zheng Juan's clothes, "The young man is here."

Zheng Juan took a look, then looked away, "Mom, there are guests."

Qian Wen is still in the same place, on the opposite side of the road, there are wood carvings, and he looks at Zheng Juan from time to time.

The Zheng family was also selling things as usual, and no one disturbed anyone, as if nothing happened yesterday.

At noon, Qian Wen walked over and handed the wood carving in his hand.

Zheng Juan didn't answer, Qian Wen gently put it on the wooden cart, turned and left.

But Qian Wen wasn't disappointed at all, because he saw the suppressed emotions in Zheng Juan's big eyes.

Zheng Juan picked up the wood carving, rubbed it carefully, and muttered to herself, "Have I really waited for it?"

The thriving seeds burst out of the ground, only to see the blue sky, white clouds, warm sun, and cool breeze.

sixth day.

Qian Wen and Zheng Juan came by appointment.

The two have formed a tacit understanding, and feelings are brewing.

Even the blind Guangming felt the subtle changes in his sister.

Qian Wen engraved each stroke carefully, but Zheng Juan was a little absent-minded today, always looking at Qian Wen and staring at her absent-mindedly.

At noon, Qian Wen handed over the carved wood carving. Zheng Juan pursed her red lips, lowered her head a little shyly, and handed over a candied haws, and said in a low voice, "My name is Zheng Juan."

Qian Wen took the candied haws and smiled happily, "My name is Zhou Bingkun."

"I know, you said so."

The two looked at each other, as if they had a lot to say, but they didn't know where to start.

The two stood still for a while, when a customer with a child came over, "A piece of candied haws."

Qian Wen smiled and said, "See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Zheng Juan nodded.

She felt that time passed too slowly.

Sunny and rainy, the watered sprout grows little by little, thick, and grows the first leaf, the second leaf, the third leaf...the last flower bud appears on the top of the branch, ready to bud.

Day 7.

The moon is cloudy and sunny, and the sky is unpredictable.

On the 31st, there was a blizzard, and goose feathers covered the sun.

The last day of the month.

"Kun'er~
What are you doing, it's snowing so much, come back soon~" Zhou's mother, Li Suhua, shouted anxiously in the small courtyard of the house.

Qian Wen waved his hand, "Mom, hurry back, I have something to do, something that must be done.

Don't worry, you must be back before noon. "

Speaking of Qian Wen, Li Suhua looked into the distance with heavy snow in Li Suhua's uneasy eyes.

Qian Wen was on the way to the old place.

With such a heavy snowfall, it is [-]% that no one will leave the stall, but he still walks to the old place, he feels that someone will wait for him there, and this will also determine his future attitude.

Under the heavy snow, I arrived at the old place, and there was no one on the street where people usually come and go.

Looking at that position, Qian Wen was silent.

Suddenly, "cough cough cough~"

A series of low-pitched coughs came, Qian Wen turned his head, and at the place where he had been standing for six days, there was a person squatting behind a wall, hiding from the wind and snow.

The corner of Qian Wen's mouth raised, and he ran over.

Crackling, the sound of chattering teeth in the cold.

Zheng Juan squatted in the corner, her delicate body trembling slightly, and half of her body was covered with white snow.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head hastily, and saw Qian Wen running towards him, with spring flowers blooming and a smile on his face.

"I... I thought you weren't coming." Zheng Juan stood up and said tremblingly with her arms folded.

Qian Wen stood in front of her, and suddenly opened his arms to hug the trembling Zheng Juan into his arms.

Zheng Juan was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously struggled, Qian Wen hugged her tightly, and said softly, "Aren't you stupid, it's snowing so much."

Zheng Juan stopped struggling, and quietly leaned against his arms, "Didn't we make an agreement?"

"Is it cold?" This question is a bit silly.

Zheng Juan shook her head, then nodded again.

"I might not be able to carve a wooden statue for you today," Qian Wen said.

"It's okay, I already have six."

"I might not be able to come tomorrow.

The job position assigned by the above has come down, and I will go to work tomorrow. "

As he expected, the street office notified him that he was working at the timber factory.

After Qian Wen found out, what else could he do except blink his eyes and continue to eat, and his life went on.

Zheng Juan, who heard the sound, was taken aback, depressed, "Aren't you coming?"

Qian Wen said suddenly, "Let's be together.

I like you very much, let me take care of you. "

Zheng Juan's downcast expression was still on her face, and then her brows were beaming with joy, but she was a little hesitant.

Qian Wen asked strangely, "What's wrong? Am I okay?"

One must know that Zheng Juan's appearance here in such a heavy snow and such a cold day has already explained everything, why is she still hesitating.

Zheng Juan looked at Qian Wen carefully, then shook her head.

"During this time, the street office came to me and asked me to jump in line.

I refused, and I have been hiding from the people in the street for the past few days.

I'm not afraid of the pain of jumping in line, I'm not afraid of pain at all, but... but...

My mother is in poor health and needs my care. My brother has eye problems and is basically blind and needs my care.

If I leave, this family will be finished, so I can't leave.

In fact, when you gave me the wood carving for the third time, I had you in my heart, but I dare not respond, because I am a burden, a burden.

To be with me is to be with my family, and I don’t jump the queue, the street office will not assign me a job, and our family will not have any normal income, which is a burden.

We shouldn't be together.

My mother told me that she doesn't need me to take care of it, but I can't do it.

Both my brother and I were adopted by my mother. She has suffered all her life. I can't and can't do it.

us……"

Qian Wen suddenly sealed Zheng Juan's red lips, Zheng Juan's big eyes widened, and she held onto his arm tightly.

After a long time, the lips separate and the body temperature rises.

"I like you, these are not problems." Qian Wen looked into Zheng Juan's eyes and asked.

"But your parents won't agree." Zheng Juan said with peach blossoms on her face.

"Nobody can stop me."

"You're thinking about it."

"Don't think about it, I will recognize you."

Zheng Juan lowered her head and leaned against Qian Wen's chest, quietly listening to the beating of her heart.

When the clouds are cleared to see the sun, the ground is broken, the rocks are broken, and the sun is warm, the flower buds are slowly blooming, extremely bright.

Qian Wen and Zheng Juan confirmed their relationship on this snowstorm day.

But Zheng Juan thought a little too much, fearing that he made the decision with a feverish head, so she asked him not to tell his family members first, and if he woke up sometime, the two would separate quietly.

Seeing Zheng Juan's dissatisfaction, Qian Wen agreed with her. Anyway, in 69 years, the legal age for marriage is 20 for males and 18 for females.

Both of them are close, take it easy.

(End of this chapter)