Salad Days - Chapter 29

Although he was taught not to understand romance, Jiang Shen still bought Bai Jinyi a new boxing glove with all the New Year’s money received this year.

Bai Er’s mouth didn’t say anything, but it was used in the training the next day. Lai Song was regarded as a gift, and he got a wristlet bought by the little swan.

After confirming the dance school and teachers, Jiang Shen had to go back to prepare for the hukou and schooling. Bai Jinyi stayed in Shanghai to continue his daily life training, and Lai Song finally showed no mercy and stopped using it. The juicer abused him and accompanied Jiang Shen back to the neighboring city.

“I have to prepare for the start of the third year of high school.” Lai Songdao, “a bunch of culture classes need to make up.”

Jiang Shen: “Song Xin is also making up classes, can you meet her?”

“Ri Jinmei, I met every day before.” Lai Song held his arm, and he accompanied Jiang Shen while waiting for the bus. “She is happy to know that you have visited Shen Junyi’s door. After a while, I will go with you to see you.” ”

Jiang Shen was very happy when they heard that they were coming, he was busy and said: “We have a big hydrangea in Houshan, Song Xin will love it!”

Gou Mao took Qing Lingzi to pick up Jiang Shen at the station. The little girl was wearing a bright yellow jumpsuit and a parasol, and saw Jiang Shen excited and waved her hand: “Shen Zi!”

Jiang Shen squeezed out of the crowd, his face covered with sweat, and he could not wipe it away. When he saw the person, he began to take the bag: “Qinglingzi, look at what I bought for you.”

Gou Mao pushed him: “Go back and talk, go back and talk, do you want cold drinks?”

Jiang Shen and Qing Lingzi walked back to the village while eating a salt water stick. The bookstore next to the station opened the door. For coolness, the curtain was also installed. The old man was wearing a vest and lying on the recliner behind the curtain. Closed.

“Grandpa.” Jiang Shen headed into the curtain and shouted, “I’m back!”

The old man narrowed his eyes, groped and took the reading glasses on hand and put them on: “Where did you go to play?”

“Shanghai.” Jiang Shen took a tickle stick out of the bag, “To your grandpa.”

The old man chuckled, “Ye”.

Jiang Shen: “I’m going to Shanghai to learn dancing!”

The old man smiled and said, “Good things, good things.” He rose tremblingly, and said, “You wait.”

Jiang Shen is waiting outside.

The old man scratched his back with a tickle stick, flipped out of the back room for a while, and when he folded out, he had an extra box in his hand: “Grandpa gave you a picture of the dance that day, wash it out.”

In these days, video camera phones can do everything, no matter how bad it is, a quick imaging Polaroid, and most of the pictures are stored in the computer, and few people have deliberately washed them out.

“Grandpa made you an album.” The old man was a little proud and told him, “Go back and look again.”

The intense heat of August turned into the salt water ice in Jiang Shen’s hands. He walked on the blue ridge and watched Shen Shubao coming from a distance on a newly purchased mountain bike.

Qing Lingzi’s skirt resembled a golden sunflower flower, dog hair squatted down, carrying her sister on her back.

On the other side of the road is the shallow grass beach. At this time, the boat became lively again. The boatman shook his pulp and passed through the layers of reeds. The stern followed by a group of wild ducks, leaving a sparkling circle of ripples.

Shen Shubao was waiting at the head of the field, propped on the ground, shouting, “Hurry up!”

Gou Mao laughed: “Did you not see me carrying a lot of money!”

“Qianjin” kicked his legs down, and the dog hair carefully put the people down. Shen Shubao took Jiang Shen’s bag and found that Shen couldn’t do it: “You brought all the babies back, don’t you tell you not to buy it randomly.”

Jiang Shen: “It’s nothing, it’s all gadgets.”

Gou Mao dismantled him and said, “You and I are both keychains. Qing Lingzi is a pencil case. This kid spent all his money on New Year’s, and he probably had to be beaten back.”

Shen Shubaole couldn’t do it: “Let’s have dinner together at night, we can’t beat you with us.

Tan Lingling and Jiang Luoshan started preparing this meal early in the morning. Miao Hua’er and Li Zhuo next door also came to help. Chen honestly bought firecrackers. When he came back, he remembered: “Oh, forget to buy wine.”

Miao Huaer chewed him: “Your pig head, what do you remember?”

Chen honestly smiled twice: “I’m going to buy now, I’m going to buy now.”

Li Zhuo came out and smiled while **** his apron: “Don’t run anymore. I asked Guo Liang to bring it back after get off work.”

Shen Guoliang’s dairy farm was not far away from work. After returning from work, he took two bottles of rice wine and came back. Unlike his other children, his father, Shen Guoliang was the least talked. He entered the house and put the wine down. Where I could get help, I stayed for a while and then went out as if I could not rest.

Tan Lingling looked far away and said, “Eh”: “Where is Brother Guoliang?”

Li Zhuo was quite relieved: “Leave him alone, it must be to pick up the children.”

Shen Shubao was riding slowly at the front, passing the boat and selling the lotus, he shouted, turned around and asked, “How many?”

Qing Lingzi spread his fingers: “Five!”

Shen Shubao threw the car and slid down the **** to give the boatman money. When he climbed up with the lotus, he saw Shen Guoliang standing on the slope.

“Dad!” Shen Shubao surprised, “how are you here?”

Shen Guoliang: “Come here to pick you up.” He took the lotus in his son’s hand and squatted down, “Chen Lingzi comes, uncle carries you.”

As the only girl, it was natural to be spoiled by several families. Shen Guoliang carried the little girl while peeling the lotus seed, and stuffed it into the hands of three other boys.

When approaching the entrance of the village, Jiang Luoshan and Chen honestly waited.

The red firecrackers spread all the way to the courtyard. When Chen honestly lit, Qinglingzi subconsciously covered his ears. The flying red confetti fluttered Jiang Shen’s head. Tony Golden Rooster stood alone at the highest point of the courtyard gate, full of energy. There were two cries.

The adults crowded the children and entered the house like a holiday. Jiang Shen was sitting in the middle. Miao Huaer and Li Zhuo put another red envelope in him.

Tan Lingling said embarrassedly: “You are so, what are you doing?”

Miao Hua’er smiled heartily: “Shen Zi has a good future, of course, reward!”

Tan Lingling: “The most rewarding thing is Shu Bao, who have passed the key high school, the happy event of the whole village.”

Li Zhuo waved his hand: “Don’t exaggerate. If you exaggerate, you won’t find North.”

Jiang Luoshan opened the wine and filled Shen Guoliang and Chen honestly. The three men didn’t talk much. After touching the glass, they all sipped it out. Tan Lingling persuaded her to stop drinking and went into the kitchen. Hot dishes.

Li Zhuo set dishes for several children, urging Jiang Shen to eat the chicken legs.

Miao Hua’er persuaded her: “You eat it, don’t worry about the small one, Mao Xiu and Shu Bao can take care of it.”

Chen Maoxiu is still peeling lotus seeds for his sister, and Shen Shubao piled up most of the chicken in the Jiang Shen bowl.

“Right, keychain.” Jiang Shen suddenly remembered and ran out of the house to take out the present.

He bought two brothers with a swan-shaped keychain, one black and one white for them to pick.

The dog hair chose a black swan, and his mouth was still disgusted: “You are too tasteless, will it be too girly?”

Shen Shubao kicked him under the table and moved very fast in his hand, already hanging on the key ring.

Jiang Shen was happily silly, and gave the Swan pencil case to Qing Lingzi: “I have been picking it for a long time, you want to use it.”

“Use and use!” After the mouth was disgusted, the dog hair immediately hung up the keychain. “What else do you want to eat, brother!”

Qing Lingzi baby put her pencil case and took a picture of her brother: “The lotus seeds haven’t been peeled yet!”

After eating a table for the most part of the night, the kitchen started to cook three times. At the end of the table, there were only three big men with red light on the table. The mothers changed their places and went to the yard to take a cool meal and chat with melon seeds. , Tony chickens were around, and occasionally pecked a few seeds on the ground.

Shen Shubao accompanied Jiang Shen to see his CD of the male version of Swan Lake in the room. Born by Chen Maoxiu in the computer room, except Qing Lingzi, who was trapped, sleeping in the dog’s arms, the three boys were all It looks interesting.

“How many times have we seen it?” Chen Maoxiu asked Jiang Shen while whispering.

Jiang Shen thought for a while: “I can’t remember, it’s been over ten times.”

Shen Shubao sighed and said with emotion: “It’s still very good.”

Jiang Shen stared at the computer screen and didn’t speak. It happened that the prince appeared by the lake. The male swan played by Adam Cooper danced beside him. The naked upper body lines of Europeans and Americans were more distinct and powerful. Even with slight muscle changes.

Jiang Shen grew more and more troubled, and said to himself: “It’s so difficult…”

“What’s difficult?” Shen Shubao asked, “Are you going to jump this?”

Jiang Shen wasn’t very embarrassed to say that if he wanted to show Bai Jin, he could only make a vague “huh” sound.

Shen Shubao laughed: “Then you have to choose a male dancer.” He looked at it for a while, and said, “But it’s really difficult, especially when it comes to acting, this is a love story, between two men.”

Jiang Shen was taken aback. He didn’t think about it before and asked again: “Does men like men?!”

“Why not?” Shen Shubao’s tone was rather ordinary, “Male swan, male prince, no problem.”

Chen Maoxiu didn’t see half of it and went back to bed holding Qing Lingzi. Shen Shubao accompanied Jiang Shen for a while before leaving. Only Jiang Shen was left after watching the entire opera.

He turned off the computer and took a long breath, thinking too much in his head, a little confused and confused.

The yard has been quiet for a long time, the adults are all gone, the moonlight falls into the house, and you can see clearly without turning on the lights.

Jiang Shen sat on the edge of the bed, opened the bag, and found that the album box given by the grandpa of the bookstore had not yet been opened.

He thought about it, wiped his hands clean, and carefully opened the lid.

Inside is a thick photo album.

Jiang Shen turned over one by one, each of which looked like he was dancing. When he jumped, rotated, kicked the feather skirt, and the flame-like totem on his body that day, turned to the end, he saw a stack of Good paper.

The grandfather’s stroke is vigorous but gentle.

He wrote: “I wish you this life, dream light, savage growth, and never hesitate.”