Chapter 10:

"I fuck, what the are you shooting blindly!" Jiang yelled. There was no Gu Miao's child at the moment, and he didn't care about civilization.
Gu Fei didn't speak, but clicked again.
Jiang Yan felt that the less beautiful expression on his face was probably frozen.
"I ask you!" He came to Gu Fei and reached out to get the camera.
Gu Fei quickly took the camera back and said, "They are 267 years old."
"What?" Jiang Yan said. "What two hundred sixty ... how many?"
"Two hundred and sixty-seven." Gu Fei repeated.
"What is 267 years old?" Jiang Yan asked.
"Xiao Ming's grandpa." Gu Fei said.
Jiang Yan stared at him for 30 seconds, wondering whether he was speechless or wanted to suppress the urge to laugh.
Finally, he pointed to Gu Fei's camera: "Give me, or delete it."
"Would you like to see it first?" Gu Fei passed the camera.
When Jiang Yan took the camera, he was nervous and heavy, always feeling that he had to fall to the ground accidentally, and then looked at the buttons on the camera a little confused.
Not to mention the deletion, just looking at the photos and not knowing where to press.
"Here." Gu Fei reached out and pressed on the camera, and a picture appeared on the screen.
There were four in total, and Jiang Yan flipped silently.
He has never been interested in taking pictures. Whether he is taking pictures of himself or others, he would rather look with his eyes.
Although I usually think I'm handsome, I still accidentally get scared by the front-facing camera several times. I didn't expect myself in Gu Fei's camera.
Quite reductive, eh.
I didn't have the worried expression, I just looked a little impatient.
And the first one, he actually liked it.
The chaotic and bleak background reveals a faint feeling because it has been blurred, leaving him inexplicable in his mind—a hometown elsewhere.
And the one who came to face the rays of the sun, needless to say, handsome.
After turning over some of his photos twice, he didn't know what to do.
"The button in the lower right corner is delete." Gu Fei said.
"I know." Jiang Yan replied somewhat awkwardly.
I said that it was myself who wanted to delete, but it was myself who didn't want to delete it after seeing the photos. After all, I had never taken such a feeling photo.
When the Chinese New Year last year, the family went to the photo studio together to take a family portrait. He thought it should be good, but when he saw the photo, he almost didn't tear the photo, just because he still talked to his parents Quarrelled, and didn't go home for two days ...
It seemed a bit far away, he took back his thoughts and looked at Gu Fei.
"You are pretty," said Gu Fei. "I want to keep it if you don't mind. I took a lot of pictures of my classmates. They are all kept."
Gu Fei gave this step very time, Jiang Yan hesitated for two seconds: "Why do you shoot so many people?"
"Fun." Gu Fei said.
"... Oh," Jiang Yan nodded, and Gu Fei admired the skill of making chat impossible every time. "Photo enthusiasts."
"I'll add you a friend later," Gu Fei took out his phone, "I processed the picture and sent you a copy?"
Jiang Yan wants to refuse very much, I'm not rare in this stuff.
But when he opened his mouth, he nodded again. "Oh."
Oh, after holding the camera, I did n’t know what to do, and Gu Fei didn't say anything. It seemed to be very adaptable to this silent embarrassment.
"Can I see other photos?" Jiang Yan asked, and he really couldn't connect Gu Fei with this nifty professional camera.
"Look." Gu Fei said.
Many of the photos are bridges and sunsets, which can be seen from the light. Gu Fei stayed here almost all afternoon, took a lot, there are scenery, and people walking on the bridge.
Jiang Yan doesn't understand photography, but he can tell whether a photo is good or not.
Gu Fei's photos were taken professionally, and the composition and tones reveal a warm atmosphere. If not now, people are standing in this place, blowing the old north wind, just looking at the photos is really sitting on the radiator The sun is comfortable.
Looking forward, the photo should not be what it is today.
Many of the shots are street scenes.
Trees and old houses, snowdrifts and stray dogs, fallen leaves and the feet of passing pedestrians ... things that are so ordinary that they can be seen every day but they are invisible.
Just when he thought that such a photo should be Gu Fei's photographic style, a backlit photo of Gu Miao bending over and holding a skateboard and jumping across the sky in the bright sunlight made him "ah".
"Huh?" Gu Fei was lying on the bridge railing and smoking, hearing his movements and turning his head.
"This one really feels, Gu Miao is so handsome," Jiang Yan turned the photo to face Gu Fei, "Xiao Xia."
Gu Fei smiled: "Snapped, she flew a dozen times before she got this one."
Jiang Yan stared at him for two more glances. Gu Fei was awkward to summarize. He usually looked like the terminator of Feixian, but when he was with Gu Miao, he mentioned Gu Miao Shi will look very gentle again.
Especially kind.
Jiang Yan thought of Gu Miao's woolen hat.
Brother Ci is on the line ...
This scene actually has a soundtrack.
wakeup, wakeup and makelove ...
But the soundtrack seems a little inappropriate.
"Your phone is ringing." Gu Fei said.
"Oh." Jiang Yan returned the camera to him, felt his phone awkwardly, wakeup ...
"Well?" There was a sound like Li Baoguo's explosion over there.
"What do you ... call me?" Jiang Yan went up and down in a goosebump.
Gu Fei probably heard it. Although he turned his head quickly, Jiang Yan saw a smile on his side.
day.
"You're almost home?" Li Baoguo said, "Come back soon, your brother and sister are back, waiting for you to eat!"
"Oh," Jiang Yan suddenly felt depressed. Not only did his plan to eat dumplings fail, but because he was drawn back to reality once again, he had to face the few who are almost impossible to have an intersection in his life but now become family members Personally, he couldn't even move his legs, "I know."
"Are you going back?" Gu Fei asked after packing his camera.
"Um." Jiang Yan answered.
"Let's go together, I will go home too." Gu Fei said.
"Are you driving?" Jiang Yan asked.
"... I came over." Gu Fei glanced at him.
"Oh." Jiang Yan turned and walked back.
As soon as the sun went down, the temperature dropped badly, and they walked back along the old north wind.
After walking for a while, the body was a little less frozen, Jiang Yan turned to look at Gu Fei: "Do you know Li Baoguo?"
"People in those few streets almost knew each other," said Gu Fei. "Grandpa, grandma, uncle, brother, sister ... are all old neighborhoods."
"Oh, then ... how about others?" Jiang Yan asked.
Gu Fei pulled the hat and turned his face: "Who is he?"
Jiang Yan didn't know what to say. He put on the mask on his chin and covered most of his face before he felt relaxed.
"I ... daddy," he said.
"Huh?" Gu Fei raised her eyebrow unexpectedly. "Daddy? Li Baoguo's two sons? But what you said ... you look a bit like Li Hui."
"I don't know," Jiang Yan said impatiently. "That's what I told me anyway ... I'll ask you about others, can you answer it directly?"
"Senior gambler," Gu Fei answered very simply this time, "Ten level alcoholic."
Jiang Yan's pace stalled.
"Do you still listen?" Gu Fei asked.
"What else?" Jiang Yan sighed softly.
"Domestic violence, run away his wife," Gu Fei thought for a while, "That's all there is to it."
"That's enough," Jiang Yan frowned, but hesitated again and stared at Gu Fei, "Is this credible?"
"Do you think it can't be trusted?" Gu Fei smiled.
"These rumors are a little ..." Jiang Yan did not finish. He also said that you killed your dad, but he could not say that, no matter what the inside story was, Gu Fei's father was dead.
"These are not rumors," Gu Fei said, "you go home everyday, don't you know he plays cards."
"Well." Jiang Yan suddenly didn't want to speak anymore.
Going all the way to the intersection in silence, Gu Fei went to the street of his house, Jiang Yan was not even in the mood to say goodbye, but Gu Fei did not say.
He pulled the mask and walked towards Li Bao country.
All the way, I heard that someone was arguing in front of me. The quarrel was particularly fierce.
I walked closer to see that it was the building next to Li Baoguo. There was a man and a woman standing downstairs, and there was a man and a woman on the second floor window.
The reason for the quarrel could not be heard, but the players on both sides scolded each other very seriously and spoke clearly.
Various and indescribable scenes spewed out, and some of the words still repeated cycles from time to time, Jiang Ye was embarrassed to listen to them.
When walking downstairs, the man on the second floor suddenly appeared at the window with a basin. Jiang Yan looked at it and hurriedly walked aside for two steps.
Followed by a pot of water with vegetable leaves pouring down.
Although he wasn't showered, he was splashed with water. He was so disgusted that his mask flew out.
"Are you sick! A bunch of stupid people!" He yelled, "There is a kind to go out and fight! All the skill points are shrews! Come on!"
After roaring, he didn't look at the people next to him and turned into the corridor.
I don't know if those quarrels were snarled by him or didn't understand what he was screaming, after all, the two sides lowered the volume and scolded him for a few words, and then the frame suddenly stopped.
Jiang Yan patted the water on his body, and a few leaf-sized vegetable leaves, fuck!
As soon as he took the key, Li Baoguo's door opened. Li Baoguo poked out his head and smiled: "Is it just you?"
"What?" Jiang Yan asked with a rough voice.
"Good curse," Li Baoguo said with a smile, "like my son."
Jiang Yan went into the room without answering him.
The house was still so run down, but a bit more angry today.
A table of dishes, and two men and two women sitting next to the table with three children, crowded the small living room.
"Come, sigh," Li Baoguo closed the door, came up and wrapped his arms around his shoulders, "I will introduce you."
Jiang Yan hated being beaten by unfamiliar people on the shoulders and clenching his teeth before leaving him.
"This is your brother Li Hui, boss," Li Baoguo said, pointing to a 26-year-old man, and then pointed to the young woman next to him. "This is your sister-in-law, then your nephews ... come and call uncle!"
The two little boys watching TV next to them glanced together, turning their heads back as if they didn't hear them.
"Hey! Bear stuff! Let's call you uncle!" Li Baoguo shouted.
The children didn't even turn their heads this time.
"You ..." Li Baoguo pointed to what else he wanted to say, but didn't seem to know what to say.
"It's okay, I'm not familiar," Jiang Min patted his arm. He just wanted to get rid of Li Baoguo's voice and the spittle as soon as possible, and the arm that was put on his shoulder to make him stiff.
"Account with you in a while!" Li Baoguo pointed to another woman, "This is your sister, Li Qian, this brother-in-law ... your niece, call me!"
"Hmm." A little girl looking at him about four or five years old called him a whisper, his voice very low, as if frightened.
"Hello." Jiang Yan squeezed a smile.
Li Baoguo finally let him go. He said a change of clothes and quickly entered the back room, closed the door, and closed his eyes against the door.
No one in this room has had a smile on his face since he entered the house.
When Li Baoguo introduced him one by one, everyone just nodded and said nothing.
But this indifference was not like not welcoming him, nor was there any dissatisfaction, but the kind of natural, born with a hint of numbness.
Even more terrifying and depressing.
In just such a minute or two, Jiang Yan felt out of breath.
He took off his jacket, took a few big breaths against the wall, and slowly exhaled, inhaled, exhaled slowly, and then sighed softly.
He doesn't remember how much he sighed these days, enough to blow out a welcome balloon.
After staying in the room for a few minutes, Li Baoguo started calling him with a loud voice again. He had to rub his face, opened the door and went out.
The people in the house were already seated at the table, and the two bears who were only watching TV were seated. Not only were they seated, they were already eating, and they started to grab the ribs on the plate.
"Let's eat." Li Qian said, reaching out to get the rice bowl in front of him.
"Thank you, I'll do it myself," Jiang Yan quickly picked up the bowl. "You eat yours."
"Let her flourish," Li Baoguo said next, "these things are done by women."
Jiang stunned, Li Qian took the bowl from his hand, and filled him with rice in the pot next to it.
"Come, you have to drink some good wine today," Li Baoguo lifted two bottles of wine from the ground. It is estimated that they were brought by Li Qian or Li Hui. The door next to it put the wine in, took a bottle out of the cabinet and said, "This is my own, scotch wine."
"Just drink the two bottles that Li Qian took," Li Hui said, unwillingly. "You still take out the broken wine to offer treasure, drinking the smell of shabu-shabu water."
"Yo," Li Baoguo put the bottle on the table, "I think your wine is not good? I don't think you can bring the wine. Are you still picking when you come back empty?"
"Dad, what are you talking about," the sister-in-law said in an uncomfortable tone. "When the son comes back, you stare at him with nothing."
"Shut up!" Li Baoguo glared. "When is it time for our family to speak to a woman!"
"What's wrong with a woman!" Xunzi raised her voice. "Without this woman, can you have two grandchildren? Refer to your daughter-in-law to give you grandchildren? She can't even give birth to grandchildren!"
Jiang Yan felt a little shocked, shocked that the family would just quarrel in just two words, shocked that they would quarrel in this kind of dinner where family harmony was at least required, and they saw the silent Li Qian couple He was even more shocked.
"I have a grandson because I have a son!" Li Baoguo's voice was so big that he could shatter the broken lamp above his head. "I have another son now. I want a grandson. It's a matter of minutes! Li Hui, you are still not Man, you ca n’t even put a fart on your wife, right? "
"Noisy!" Li Hui stood up as soon as he dropped his chopsticks. He didn't know whether it was Li Baoguo or his wife.
"What do you ask me about? Noisy, you don't know!" The sister-in-law yelled.
With this voice coming out, the two bears who were holding vegetables were crying at the same time, as if they were pulling an alarm, their brains were sore.
Jiang Yan stood up, turned back to his room, and closed the door.
Noisy outside, men shouting at women, children crying, this broken door can't stop these desperate sounds.
Behind the thin wooden board is his real family. The family who will feel upset in the TV series is the type of people he always looks down on. No, he doesn't even look down on it. He never even noticed it. That kind of person.
If he grew up here in these ten years, would he be like them?
Is it true that one's personality that is overrun at the touch of a treason is overtime?
Is it written in his genes?
Rebellion? Maybe it's not the period of rebellion at all.
It was his terrible nature.
The door on the back was knocked lightly twice, and people outside were still noisy. He even heard the sound of someone kicking the chair. If this was not the slight knock on the door, he would not hear it.
"Jiang Xuan?" Li Qian's voice came from outside, equally thin.
He hesitated for a few seconds, then turned to open the door a slit, looking at Li Qian, who was standing a little nervous outside the door.
"Are you all right?" Li Qian asked.
"It's all right," Jiang Yan answered.
Are you okay? I should ask Li Qian.
"That ..." Li Qian looked back at the black smoke and gas in a room, "I'll get you something to eat, should you eat in the room?"
"No, thank you," Jiang Yan said, "I really ... can't eat."
Li Qian didn't speak anymore, he closed the door again and locked it instead.
After standing in the room for a long time, he walked to the window and twisted the handle on the window.
The windows did not move.
I wanted to try to open the window from the day he came, but it never succeeded. The window was as tight as a weld, and no cracks could be revealed.
Jiang Yan clutched his hand and twisted a few more, then began to push.
Khan tossed out without success.
Staring at the window and listening to the chaos outside, he just felt that there was something in his body to explode.
He turned back to grab the chair behind him, and slammed into the window.
There was a loud, crisp noise from the window glass.
This sound made Jiang Yan feel very refreshed, and the pores in his whole body stood up at this moment. He smashed the chair again and hit it.
The glass shattered to pieces.
He slammed on the ground, the quarrel in the living room turned into a slamming door, and he was too lazy to listen.
After the window glass had shattered, he kicked him against the empty window frame.
The window opened.
There was a sound of keys outside the door, and he propped up on the windowsill and jumped out.
Go to your mother's birth.