The Northern Stories of Chef Lao Tan

Chapter 327 Rainy Night
The proprietress was right, it started raining in the middle of the night.

The rain was falling and the wind was cool, and Lao Tan felt a little cold, so he pulled up the quilt that was under his feet and covered him.

The sound of rain swish, and occasionally one or two croaks of frogs entered my ears with the sound of rain, and then drifted far away.

He ate dinner early, and after dinner Lao Tan chatted with Wang Shulan for a while and then fell asleep.Now I'm sleepy from the rain, I have nothing to do, just lie on the bed and listen to the rain outside.

It has been many years since I heard such a quiet sound of rain, whoosh, whoosh, who makes people close their eyes involuntarily and calm down.

Listen carefully, there is the sound of rain falling on the leaves, the raving of flying rice leaves, the ding-dong of knocking on the roof, and the crispness of dripping on the eaves——
The night is quiet, the rain is loud, but it is also quiet.

Such rainy night poets like it, and they can express their feelings to their heart's content; such rainy night singers like it, they can burst out inspiration and make notes jump; Pot of frustrated wine.

Lao Tan is not a poet, not a singer, and he is not lost.

He is enjoying, like an old monk sitting in meditation.

At this moment, the whole world is quiet, clean and free of dust.

He hears far and sees far.

He closed his eyes and saw the trees in the mountains singing in the rain, and the raindrops on the leaves slipped quietly.The squirrel sheltering from the rain among the branches moved its head smartly, avoiding it from time to time.

You can smell the smell of the mountains in the rain, which is fresh, moist and stirring all creatures.

Suddenly, a wave of thoughts drifted away, through the thin rain, to the distant place - that familiar small mountain village.

"Didn't it rain? Are you still in the house?" My mother shouted from the door.

Xiao Tan, who had just started school, shouted to his mother: "I'm not afraid, Mom, I have a hole in the ground."

After Xiao Tan finished speaking, he ran to the edge of the courtyard wall, where there was a hole that only one person could climb into.This is his masterpiece of two weeks. Although the hole is small, it is spacious inside, allowing him to lie down comfortably and read a book.

He nimbly slipped in through the hole, then poked his head out and shouted to his mother, "Mom, it can't be watered here."

Mother shook her head dotingly, turned around and went into the house to cook.

He was lying in his palace reading a book, but was soon attracted by the sound of rain outside. He put down the book and lay down, watching the falling rain outside, listening intently.

He heard the rain falling on the leaves of corn in the garden above the little palace, swish, swish.Hearing the sound of rain falling on the leaves of poplar trees behind the house, swish, swish.

The swishing sound was beautiful and quiet, and it was the first time he felt the tranquility and clarity of the world.

He closed his eyes, listened, and enjoyed.

The small cave is very warm, and the moist, fresh rain comes in from the entrance of the cave, and there is a smell of mountains and wind inside.

After so many years, I feel the same way today.

The moist and fresh rain coming in from the window, with the smell of mountains and wind, is the smell of rain.

When the smell of food came in through the small hole through the rain, my mother's voice sounded again: "It's time to eat, come out quickly."

In fact, he still wanted to stay for a while, but his stomach growled, and the smell of the food was so tempting, he crawled out of the small hole, and ran a few steps into the house.

The room is warm, the food is fragrant, warm and harmonious, and the humidity and freshness of the rain are two feelings.
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In the darkness, in the sound of rain, everything is so quiet.

Old Tan wanted to smoke a cigarette, but when he reached out to touch it, he suddenly heard a scream from Wang Shulan's room next door.He sat up abruptly and fell to the ground, turned on the light, opened the door and walked to the next room.

The door of the next room opened, Wang Shulan came out with a frightened face, and said in horror: "Rat, rat."

It turned out to be a mouse.Old Tan thought that something was wrong, he made a false alarm, and let go of his worries.

Like Lao Tan, Wang Shulan woke up as soon as it rained outside.

The rain that came in from the window was cool, she turned on the light, walked to the window and was about to close it, as if attracted by the night rain in the countryside, she stood there and watched for a while.

The rain drifted in and landed on her face, and the coolness made her shiver uncontrollably, so she closed the window and turned back to lie on the bed.She wanted to continue sleeping, but she forgot to turn off the light before going to bed. The laziness of the little woman came, and she didn't plan to get up, so she wanted to turn on the light to sleep.

She opened her eyes five minutes later - she couldn't sleep with the lights on.I had no choice but to sit up reluctantly, put on my shoes and turn off the lights.

Before turning off the light, she glanced at the window by chance. Coincidentally, an adult, strong mouse was squatting on the window sill and looking in through the glass. After she screamed "Ah——", The mouse was frightened in the same way, and jumped off the ledge into the rain.

Old Tan went into the house to look for the mouse but couldn't find it, so he said to Wang Shulan who was still scared outside the door, "It's gone, it's all right, come in."

Wang Shulan refused to enter, her face was pale, and she said tremblingly: "If you don't enter, I can't live in this room anymore."

"Then go to my house, I live here."

Old Tan laughed after he finished speaking, thinking that he didn't say anything, seeing how frightened she was, she didn't dare to live alone.

Wang Shulan gave Lao Tan a hard look, Lao Tan rubbed his hands without embarrassment, closed the door and came out, followed by back to the room.

Township guest houses are no better than hotels in the city. There are standard rooms, deluxe double rooms and so on. Each room has two single beds, maintaining the fine tradition of the 80s.

It wasn't the first time for the two of them to live in the same room, without any embarrassment or embarrassment, just sharing the same bed.

"I was about to turn off the light, and the big mouse was lying on the glass and looking into the room. I even saw the beard—" Wang Shulan described the scene of staring at the mouse.

Old Tan smiled and poured her a cup of hot water.After she took a sip, she put the cup on the corner cabinet beside the bed, and continued, "I haven't seen a mouse for many years."

"Yes." Old Tan hummed.

"Will the rain stop tomorrow morning?"

Old Tan looked out of the window, the sound of rain was swishing, neither small nor big.

"That's enough—"

"If it's raining, it's impossible to pass without stopping. The mountain road is dangerous." Wang Shulan said worriedly.

Old Tan lit a cigarette and said, "It's okay if you don't go to university, but if you can open to traffic, it's dangerous to go to university."

Wang Shulan recalled the heavy rain when she and Lao Tan returned to Chifeng from the beautiful valley last year, and said: "Little brother, do you think we are committing evil, and we will never go out again, and when we go out, it will either encounter rain or white hair wind, evil nature."

"What's evil? It's a normal phenomenon. Who would go out and find a fortune-teller to figure it out? I know I'm sleeping on the sieve." Old Tan said.

Wang Shulan laughed, and when she laughed, she found that the little shirt on her body could not block the scenery, and the two mountain peaks were half hidden and half hidden.She couldn't help blushing, and subconsciously pulled the quilt to her chest.

Lao Tan looked at it and said that it was a lie that he was not tempted, but he didn't look there and smoked to avoid it.

After being covered by the leaking spring light, Wang Shulan's face was still a little red, and she had nothing to say: "We really have to figure it out when we go out in the future."

Old Tan smiled, noncommittal.

"Little brother, give me a cigarette." Wang Shulan also wanted to smoke.

Old Tan handed her a cigarette, lit it by the way, then went to the door and turned off the light, the room was instantly plunged into darkness, only two cigarette butts were on and off.

Neither of them spoke, leaning against the bedside to smoke.

Outside is the sound of swishing rain, leading the night into the depths.

In the dark, Wang Shulan exhaled the smoke from her mouth, and then took another puff. The light on the cigarette butt became brighter, and then dimmed.

"Brother, what are you thinking?" she asked.

"I didn't think about anything—" Lao Tan said.

"Do you want a wife?"

"No."

"No?"

"Not really."

(End of this chapter)