I looked at her temples and a few curly hair was baked, so I held back my smile and said, wildfire never quite consumes them they are tall once more in the spring wind
Our parents asked us to serve food.
I took the opportunity to cough and say that you should keep a certain demeanor in front of your elders. Now go back to the kitchen and continue your busy work.
Father’s birthday is actually very simple. In previous years, it was usually to cook a bowl of noodles and drink some yellow wine.
This time, due to the arrival of Shengmei, my mother found some game, which was nothing more than a mountain specialty of pheasant, turtledove and muntjac. It took a day to pick it up. We put the table in the yard and put a dozen dishes to go to dinner. My parents talked about it and casually talked about poetry. Shengmei has been sitting next to me and acting very submissive. I feel that she doesn’t pretend that she seems really quiet.
In the city, I can’t see the stars. When I go back to the mountain village, the stars look particularly bright, as if they grow on the top of the green hill. They can be picked and hidden in my arms. The bugs are singing, the breeze is blowing through the trees, flowers and plants, dancing and playing in unison.
My parents seldom praise people, but after watching Shengmei’s performance one day, they praised her a few words. Shengmei blushed and stammered when she said those modest words.
This trip home was a great success.
The ancestral home was really sultry. Mom and Dad said they couldn’t sleep here, so they went into the mountains again. They told me to treat Shengmei well.
After they left, I sat down again to light a cigarette.
Shengmei said, Mr. Fish, you are so happy to be such an excellent parent.
I am happy to answer, are they? They look like you, too.
Did you tell mom and dad that I am Korean? Shengmei asked me.
Did I say this? Even if you are black, there is no beauty. You don’t know how good you are.
A bird’s nest on the roof of the ancestral home. I showed it to Shengmei. It takes a long time to make a nest by taking the soil back bit by bit and sticking it up with spit.
Shengmei looked at the bird’s nest eyes and slowly revealed a gentle look.
I said that when I was a child, I was not sensible. When I saw Yan’s mother bringing food back to the nest to feed Xiaoyan, I really wanted to see what Xiaoyan was like. Then I climbed there. I also took some grasshoppers and wanted to give them to Xiaoyan.
Shengmei, say it.
I said sadly, I broke my nest and two Xiaoyan fell dead.
Shengmei knocked on my head again and again angrily, and then took my hand and bit it hard.
I endured the pain and said that I was only seven years old at that time. Later, my parents put me on the bench and beat me, which was the only time I was beaten.
Shengmei said we should hit Mr. Xiaoyu. I don’t know how bad it would be if someone like you weren’t supervised by me. What happened later? Where did Mama Yan go?
I said that mother Yan flew around baby Yan several times and left and never came back. In the second year, Xinyan came here to make a nest again.
Shengmei said how hard it was for mother Yan to make a nest, but you destroyed it as soon as you did.
I said Shengmei, I was thinking that the soil is dirty. When making a nest, Mother Yan needs her mouth to make the soil pure, so that this nest can become a real home.
She looked at me doubtfully. What did Mr. Fish want to say?
I was silent for a long time and said, "Shengmei". I know you are pursuing perfection, and I am very Shengmei. So can I hide the past from you?
Did she say dirty soil?
I thought carefully about risking my happiness and saying that Miss Saint-Beauty would accept my past, so I would never leave Miss Saint-Beauty.
I guess this moment is the bravest moment of my life.
A family of two people should be the purest, and we can’t hide and cheat a little.
Shengmei sighed and said, Mr. Fish, I’ve been going like this all the time, and I really want to know Mr. Fish’s past.
I asked her if it was ugly and disappointing.
Shengmei said that if she can’t accept the words now, she will not accept them later.
I said, Shengmei, go to bed early. I’ll take you somewhere someday.
The next day, I put my things in my backpack and led Shengmei to a mountain. Then I climbed halfway up the mountain, got into a cave and walked into the cave for more than ten meters. It was dark inside. I lit a candle and led her all the way forward for more than 300 meters. Finally, I reached the end of the cave, where was a five-meter-square stone room.
I took the candles from my backpack and lit a dozen holes in the cave.
Shengmei looked at the stalactites with strange shapes and said, It’s wonderful here.
I said that when I was seven years old, I regarded this place as my own property after I found it. I often came here alone and sat in a daze.
I took a blanket and put it on a stone bench for Shengmei to sit on, and then rummaged through it to get a tarpaulin bag from the rubble.
Shengmei, come on, what is this?
I said I buried my diary here after I graduated from college.
She and I sat side by side and hesitated, saying, do you want to see it?
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