Chapter 667: Yellow soil

In the past two weeks, Tian Xiaoxia was a little disturbed. When she first saw Shaoping, she felt strange and shocked. She could n’t care about what she said! Yes, Sun Shaoping has changed, making it almost impossible for her to recognize it. This is not to say that his appearance has changed-the appearance has indeed changed, but the main change is not his appearance.
He was still as melancholic as he was in high school, and his clothes were as bad as at that time; but, unlike in the past, he had begun to live independently, think independently, and chose a difficult path of struggle.
To be honest, although she looked at this person differently before and believed that there were many unusual things in him, after attending college, she seemed to believe that Sun Shaoping would not escape the fate of most rural students in the end: building a family and starting a business , Enjoy themselves in the vast world.
Now the rural policy is wide. People like Shao Ping must be outstanding among the peasants. Maybe they will make a fortune and become rich. They have become the envy of the villagers. I remember when she graduated from high school, she said to him, I hope he must not become a secular farmer, all he talks about is eating, a sling on his shoulder, and a cheap pig on the street of Shiwei Festival. ...
For this reason, during the two years when Shaoping returned to the village, she kept sending books to her and tried to remind him not to lose his lofty ideals ... Later, she gradually realized that the actual life was cold ... Although Tian Xiaoxia inferred so Sun Shaoping's future destiny, but out of the deep friendship in middle school, she was not ready to sever ties with Shaoping after going to university.
It was only after she wrote to him a year ago that he never wrote back to her, and she seemed to feel some relief in regret. She will never forget this friend in her life; but she knows that she may not even meet him again in the years to come. At best, she is only a former friend who has impressed her memory ...
But this unexpected reunion, let Tian Xiaoxia know from his talk that this is already a person who has a unique understanding of life. For this reason, she looked forward to this meeting more and more, the last time she spoke was too short , Not enough to see his changes, Tian Xiaoxia secretly looked forward to Sun Shaoping can bring her more surprises.
For this reason, at five o'clock in the afternoon, she came here to wait early, even secretly lying on the broken window of the cave, peeping like a thief, she wanted to know the environment in which Shao Ping lives now.
Although the cave is dilapidated, it is clean and tidy inside. It is completely different from the messy appearance she saw in the boys ’dormitory at school.
Kang is covered with patches of neatly folded bedding. An old table is placed near the window. Several books are placed on the table. The top one is "The Gadfly" by the Irish woman writer Vnitch. After the life of the Italian Revolutionary Party member Gadfly, I heard him talk about it last time, and I borrowed it from Teacher Jia Bing.
There are still some manuscript paper under the book, and some text can be seen vaguely. His words seem to be much better than when he was in high school, and it seems that he has not practiced much since returning home.
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There are two chairs in front of the desk, and there are simple kitchen utensils beside him. Does he usually cook for himself? Maybe you can bring a la carte to cook with him next time? Tian Xiaoxia looked at her watch, and it seemed too late to buy food now, which made her a little sorry.
But this regret did not last long, and the person she waited for came back in a short while, dressed in a tattered workman, carrying some cooked food and vegetables.
It seemed that the two of us thought about going together. Tian Xiaoxia was full of joy in his heart and hurried up. Shen Long smiled and handed her the things in his hand, and then took the key to open the door. "If you come a little late, I will I can go back and pick up clothes that I do n’t match my identity, but this is purely because of politeness! "
Tian Xiaoxia likes this humor, mentioning the bun in his hand and shaking, "I'm going to cook, let's eat first!"
"Let me come." Shen Long ignited and burned firewood, and began to cook. There was a little more fireworks in the cave. Tian Xiaoxia was not idle. He squatted in the corner to help the fire.
"Sometimes I feel that no matter how powerful a writer is, I can't write the original charm of life ..." Shen Long told the story of radish flowers and Lingxiang, "This kind of rich emotion can only be shaped by life itself. Any words appear pale and weak in front of them. "
Tian Xiaoxia was also impressed by this story. Although the school is still strictly guarding against falling in love, some of her classmates still talk secretly. They are just young boys and girls, and a few can withstand love. The temptation? Among them, there are many people who are heartbroken and desperate because of falling in love.
But their feelings are a little lighter than radish flowers ~ EbookFREE.me ~ This is love, no matter what social class you are in, no matter whether you have culture or not, love can always produce beautiful and sad flowers Come.
"You can observe this and retell to me in such vivid language, I think you have the potential to become a writer." Tian Xiaoxia commented that at this time she did not think about becoming a writer, he can improve Her own social status, so that she can walk freely with herself on the street, she just exudes simple emotions.
"The Loess Plateau has precipitated thousands of years of hardship and pain, and has brewed countless long-lasting stories. If you can grow up in this environment, if you can realize these, you have the potential to become a writer." Shen Long smiled In reply, he put the vegetables into the bowl sloppyly, "Actually, I really wrote something. You can help me see it after a while."
"Really ?!" Tian Xiaoxia stood up excitedly and asked repeatedly, "Where? What is it written? I want to see it now!"
"It's on the table, under the book! Just wrote the beginning, it's okay, don't laugh at me for a while!" Shen Long pointed to the table, "Oh, the cave is a little dark, not pulled yet Wire, please light up the oil lamp! "
"Just listen to what you just said, and it's definitely not bad." Tian Xiaoxia walked to the desk and came back again, took a burning thin firewood from the stove hole and lit the fuel lamp.
By the swaying flame of the oil lamp, he took out the manuscript paper pressed under the book and turned it over. He already wrote about three or four pages with two thousand words, which seemed to be a novel.
Sit down and turn to the first page again. I saw the name of the novel-"Yellow Earth" written on the top of the manuscript!