Fog Township

Busy days always pass so fast, the sun has already set.Amin took the rice cake and ran to the jumping bridge, looking at the quietly flowing river.The Tiaodeng Bridge is said to be a bridge, but in fact there is no bridge deck, just some small stone piers evenly spaced. These stone piers neatly arranged in the river are called Tiaodeng by the local people. Be extra careful with your steps and carefully judge the distance between the jumping pedals. The less timid children are even more afraid to move a step. They only move cowardly under the repeated encouragement and threats of adults.In fact, it is best to go through this jumping and pedaling in one go. Fast and rhythmic strides are the most successful; On a flat rocky beach, the person who fell into the water would make everyone laugh. Under this atmosphere, the person who fell into the water also laughed at himself in embarrassment.

Amin sat on the stone by the river, staring at the river in a daze.Picking up the rice cakes, he absent-mindedly peeled off the paulownia leaves wrapped around them.On weekdays, Amin would have been overjoyed to see his favorite rice cake. The tung leaves could be easily peeled, and a whole piece of leaves could be taken out without the rice cake being broken at all. But today, maybe he was worried about that foreigner. The injury, maybe some other feeling that he didn't know well, the paulownia leaf was torn to pieces, and there were still a lot of crumbs of rice cake attached to it.

"Hey! What a waste of a good thing." A Ming cursed secretly.Looking at the rice cake in his hand that looked like it had been eaten by a dog, he felt uncomfortable, let alone eating it.He broke the rice cake into small pieces and threw it into the water. "Just feed the fish, it's not a waste." I thought to myself.The white rice cakes fluttered along the river, like small white flowers blooming in the water. After opening for a short time, they sank to the bottom of the water and disappeared again, but the flowers in his heart seemed to be sprouting.

A Ming casually threw the broken rice cakes into the water.Suddenly someone from behind patted him on the shoulder, and then there was a hearty laugh: "Hey, brother A Ming, what are you doing here alone?" Don't think about it, that person is a prostitute.A Ming was startled, and replied in a bad tone: "So it's you! You scared me!"

"I didn't find you at home. I heard from my grandma that you went out. Take a look! It turned out that you were on the jumping bridge, so you ran over." The prostitute spoke quickly, and continued: "I brought you a piece of paper. Granny's smoked tofu, you have to try it!"

Amin is in a state of confusion.Looking at the lively and laughing prostitute, infected by her happiness, the haze in my heart gradually dissipated.He took the tofu and put it in his mouth, it still tasted as delicious as usual.The skin is golden and crisp, and the inside is full of bean fragrance, sandwiched with the secret dipping sauce made by Grandma Zhang's family, which has a miraculous finishing touch.

"I heard that the person delivered to your house today is a foreigner?" The girl asked with wide eyes of curiosity.

"Uh...uh, yes." Amin chewed tofu and said, "His clothes are quite different from ours, and he also brought some strange things. No one knows what they are for. However, he The injury is too serious, and I don't know if I can survive." Amin's voice was a little low, he stopped chewing, and his brows were furrowed again.

"No! I believe in grandma's medical skills, and I believe in your patience even more. He will definitely not die!" The girl raised her voice to encourage Amin's confidence, and also to encourage herself.

"Thank you, Jiao Niang." Amin pondered for a long time, recalling everything about him and Jiao Niang, looked at Jiao Niang with gratitude in his eyes, and said: "The whole village despises me, the boys say I don't I can float, girls blame me for not being strong enough, so no one wants to talk to me. Only you are willing to make friends with people like me..."

Before A Ming could finish speaking, the prostitute rushed over and said, "You don't have to worry too much about their gossip, I know how you feel. Why don't I feel isolated by them. Girls are always more jealous than friendship, if it weren't for my family I'm a bit of a facade, I'm afraid they don't know how to despise me. Although they don't dare to speak out, I know the rumors behind them, but I just don't care about it. Those boys didn't treat me sincerely. They were polite and polite, but No one is willing to give me their hearts. I want to live freely and freely, I don’t want to be bound by this worldly hypocrisy, I want to be my own master!”

After listening to this conversation, Amin has another understanding of the prostitute, which is her desolate and lonely self hidden under her usually busy appearance. Only then did he understand that everyone has an island in his heart, and he needs to wait to understand him. people went ashore.He stared into Yannian's eyes, patted her on the shoulder and said, "Come on, let's go back."

Jiao Niang followed Amin, and the two walked quietly like this, without saying a word, walking at a leisurely pace, Amin looked back from time to time to check whether Jiao Niang was still following behind, but unexpectedly, Jiao Niang kept staring at him. Looking at A Ming, the moment their eyes met, they immediately put aside.Both of them seemed to be waiting for something, but they both kept silent tacitly.After a while, Amin arrived at the door.There seemed to be a heavy weight on his mouth, it was difficult to speak, and he finally managed to utter a sentence: "You...you should go home earlier, it's dark and the road is slippery, be careful." The girl didn't say much, just lowered her head and said calmly She replied: "En." Amin watched her back submerged in the night before pulling away the polished copper handle and entering the yard.

He walked into the bedroom, where his grandmother was laying out a simple wooden bed.

"You're back. I plan to let you sleep here. If the patient has any emergencies, you can take care of it conveniently."

"Okay, grandma, don't worry. I won't sleep to death." Amin replied mischievously.

"Hehe! Since you were young, you have been restless and woke up crying whenever there was any trouble. Fortunately, now that you have grown up, you don't need me to accompany you, and I am relieved. However, I have developed a habit over the years. Without your fuss, I wouldn't be able to sleep well." The grandmother said jokingly, but at the same time, there was some helplessness in her emotions.

"Grandma! You'll make fun of me." Amin turned his head away in embarrassment.

"Okay, okay. I won't talk anymore. I'll get the medicine. You should go to bed early after feeding." Grandma pushed the door open.

Amin asked nervously: "How is this person's condition?"

"I see signs of improvement. The swelling of the left leg has been brought under control, and the body temperature has gradually returned to normal. If things go on like this, the situation is still very optimistic. You don't have to worry." After the grandmother finished speaking, she closed the door.

The candles on the table danced rhythmically.Amin recalled the scene when he was with Yaniang just now, and recalled the details of Yaniang and him since he was a child: every time he was bullied by other children in the village, Yaniang always rushed to the front to rescue him, and he was like a little boy. The girl hid behind her angrily.Amin and the prostitute have been inseparable since they were young, and the children in the village talked behind their backs, saying: "Amin will be an ear-splitter in the future, marrying a fierce woman at home!" He dared not say anything.Amin is used to this kind of protection, and is used to having prostitutes around.Although the children's words were jokes, they took root in Amin's heart. When he was a child, he didn't realize that as he grew up, the unspeakable feelings between boys and girls became unfathomable with the "abnormal" changes in their bodies. , Submerged in the dark.For some reason, the picture of feeding the medicine just now broke into Amin’s mind. The full lips of the foreigner in front of him felt soft and soft like a hot spring slowly soaking into his heart. The red cuckoo, the heart beats faster, and there is an inexplicable joy in my heart.

Suddenly, with a creak, the old wooden door was pushed open, and it was the grandmother who brought in the medicine.Amin's thoughts were pulled back at once, he lowered his head in embarrassment, as if he was ashamed of the "shamelessness" just now, and like a child who stole something was caught by an adult, his body was tense Freeze there.Grandma didn't see anything unusual about him.I just told him a few words, and after putting down the medicine, I went back to the house and fell asleep.

Amin was holding the medicine bowl, feeling a little embarrassed.He put the spoon into the man's mouth, but the medicine still couldn't go in.He had no choice but to bite the bullet and repeat the previous action.Amin was much more calm this time. After feeding, he rinsed his mouth a little, then lay down on the wooden bed next to him and fell asleep.