Roaming in the dark

Chapter 515 Old Tang picks up the phone
Old Tang picked up his mobile phone and dialed Lin Shuwan's number. He said to Sheng Chuncheng, "My wife wants to check my homework, please tell her for me."

Sheng Chuncheng laughed, and he said yes.

Lin Shuwan's voice came through the phone, and Old Tang shouted: "Honey, I said I would call in the afternoon, I didn't lie to you, King Sheng came himself."

Old Tang said and handed his phone to Sheng Chuncheng, Sheng Chuncheng took it over, called Boss Lin, Lin Shuwan said on the other end of the phone:

"Oh, Mr. Sheng, I just told him not to forget to go for a fat-reducing massage today. I didn't expect him to call you over. It's been hard work."

Sheng Chuncheng said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, door-to-door service is what we should do."

Lin Shuwan said: "Oh, I know him, he just doesn't want to move, he doesn't want to go anywhere."

"I moved, we moved a few times, and we moved for more than an hour." Old Tang took the phone and called into the receiver: "Okay, wife, I'm hanging up."

Putting down the phone, Old Tang clapped his hands and said happily: "Okay, the most important thing today is done, and no one cares what I do next."

Sheng Chuncheng smiled and shook his head, he said: "It seems that you are afraid of your wife, and you deserve your reputation."

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's an offering. I'm offering up my wife and setting her up high." Old Tang said, "Look at that Bodhisattva, who has a kind face and kind eyes. Temper. My wife is also like this, if you let her say ten thousand words, she will be calm, and if she is calm, your life will be easier."

Sheng Chuncheng laughed out loud, what a nonsense.

"It's not unreasonable. When you also have a home, you will know after thinking about it slowly." Old Tang said, "Peace is won by wisdom."

Sheng Chuncheng was about to go back, but Old Tang insisted on driving, and sent Sheng Chuncheng to the Shanhusha Reservoir Station for a ride.

As the car was driving on the road, Sheng Chuncheng thought about it. Old Tang graduated from the United States and knew Xiaoshu very well. He might know about Aqiang. Sheng Chuncheng asked:

"I used to have a client who also graduated from Gome, an oil painter named A Qiang, Mr. Tang, do you know?"

"I know, he and Xiaoshu are brothers. Strictly speaking, Xiaoshu is his senior brother." Old Tang said.

"I haven't heard from him for a long time, where is he now?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.

"It's not very ideal, it's basically useless." Old Tang pondered for a while and said.

Sheng Chuncheng was taken aback and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Last month, Xiaoshu and I visited him once. He is now in a temple on Jinyun Mountain."

"Have you become a monk?"

"No." Old Tang said, "Nowadays, you can't become a monk anytime you want. You usually have to graduate from a Buddhist academy. He lives in the temple, doesn't paint, chant scriptures, or read books. He doesn't even have a cell phone. Not at all, just in a daze every day, if you say he is crazy and stupid, he hasn’t. He told us that he was counting himself.”

Sheng Chuncheng asked, "What do you mean by counting yourself?"

"It's not interesting. He said he was counting down, counting himself second by second, and when he finished counting, he would hang up. That's what he meant." Old Tang said, "On the way back, I discussed this issue with Xiaoshu. Xiaoshu said something, and I think it's right."

"What did the little tree say?"

"Xiao Shu said, Ah Qiang walked all the way from idealism to extremism and then to nihilism. This road is like the same river. There is actually no clear boundary in the middle. You float along the water, Just drift here, drift to count your own state." Old Tang said.

Sheng Chuncheng understood Lao Tang's words. It was like the puddle of water at the foot of the mountain in his hometown that he was familiar with since he was a child. It came out from Huangshan and was called Xin'an River. When it reached the bottom of their house, it was called Qiandao Lake. , or Xin'an River, and then to Tonglu and Fuyang, it is called Fuchun River, after Fuyang, it is called Qiantang River.

The river is the same river, but it is called differently, and it is difficult for you to tell the difference. At what point did the Xin'an River start to be called Fuchun River, just like the idealism extremism and nihilism that Old Tang said, it is also difficult for you to distinguish their critical point.

Sheng Chuncheng just felt a little pain in his heart, he could still think of A Qiang who was in the studio, naked, painting with passion like a fighting cock.From that Aqiang to the Aqiang who counted himself, Sheng Chuncheng seemed to know why, but he didn't know how he could know about the artists.

"How is he now?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.

"It's hard to say whether it's good or bad."

Old Tang was silent for a while, then continued:
"In our opinion, he seems to have been useless. But he feels that, just like this, he is very peaceful in his heart, counts himself every day, and is very narcissistic. No one forced him. If he feels that the current state is not good If you want to change, you can go down the mountain at any time, right? He hasn’t gone down the mountain yet, because he feels that there is no need to go down the mountain, so it’s hard to say.”

The bus drives along Zhijiang Road, and the Qiantang River is outside the window. Sheng Chuncheng looks up along this river, and can see the Qiantang River Bridge, the Second Bridge, the Third Bridge and the Fourth Bridge. , the other side of the river where Guo Shuang disappeared.

Turning his head and looking down, he couldn't see it, but he knew that there was a Sanjiang Estuary, where the Qiantang River, Fuchun River and Puyang River converged. Entering along the Puyang River, there was a castle-shaped house beside the river, and a In the yard, there is a stone swimming pool in the yard, which draws in the water from the Puyang River.

One night, Ah Qiang was swimming naked in the water, freely, like a fish. When he looked up at the starry sky above his head, the stars were big and bright.

He didn't know that at the same time, in the castle-shaped house behind him, there were also two white bodies copulating on the floor, like two fish struggling on the beach.

As the night went on, Sheng Chuncheng couldn't see the flames engulfing the castle-like house, but he could imagine that the flames must have turned the Puyang River red.

Sheng Chuncheng sighed.

At this time, the bus had already passed under the Qiantang River Bridge, turned left, and turned onto Hupao Road. The Qiantang River disappeared on the right side of the bus.

Sheng Chuncheng got off the car at Longxiang Bridge Station and rode back to the store. When he walked in, he saw a person standing up on the sofa in the lobby. Sheng Chuncheng exclaimed in surprise:
"Little Ma, why is it you?"

Xiao Ma smiled and said: "I went to the city to do some business, and I stopped by to see you. They said that you have gone out and you will be back soon. I will wait for you here."

Sheng Chuncheng knew in his heart that Xiao Ma must have something to say to him waiting for him here, and it had something to do with Professor Zheng.

Sheng Chuncheng said: "Welcome, welcome, it's a pity that the place is too small and there is not even an office. Let's go to the teahouse next door, shall we?"

Pony said yes.

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