"Guo Guo, it's time to go, why are you still playing games?"
On the ninth day of the lunar month, he yawned sleepily and pushed open the door of our dormitory, waving his hands and shouting how many cigarettes he had to smoke to create such a fairyland.
Only then did I notice that the sky outside the balcony had already darkened.
"Hehe, isn't this what I've been waiting for you."
I threw the handle in my hand to Zhang Feng next to me, ran to the bathroom and washed my face, and only then did I realize how fresh the air was when I stood on the balcony.
At this time, I began to forgive Chujiu for not sleeping all night while playing games. This game was too addictive, and I played it for five or six hours without realizing it.
When leaving the dormitory, Chujiu touched the back of the TV and asked everyone to turn off the TV and rest after an hour, otherwise the TV would break and everyone would raise funds and spend money to repair it.
Zhiyong and Zhang Feng said they would do as they were told. Liu Yang, who was lying in the shop, laughed and said that he wouldn't be able to play if he wanted to in less than two hours. The power in the dormitory would be cut off. He casually asked where we were going so late.
"I'm definitely going to eat delicious food."
Chujiu laughed proudly, shook her head and closed the bedroom door. Second-hand smoke of this magnitude must not escape, otherwise people will think our dormitory is on fire.
"What time is it? Where can I find something delicious for you to eat? The cafeteria has closed long ago except for the noodle shop."
An evil smile appeared on Chujiu's lips. When did serving Uncle Ding's friends end with a feast?
This seems to be the case, but most of the matters dealt with before were Uncle Ding's closest brothers. This time, they are at best Uncle Ding's relatives. It's hard to guess whether there will be a big meal.
Moreover, most girls don’t like to eat and drink late at night. The magazine Zhang Feng read the night before said that a female classmate went on a hunger strike to lose weight and developed anorexia and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.
"Guo Guo, let's take the bus. We have to wait until late at night anyway. It's boring to go early."
The meaning of Chujiu is that this Zhang Ying is definitely not as interesting as Deng Deyou and others, and she is not familiar with them. In the past, it was too boring to stare at her with big eyes and small eyes. Deng Deyou and others can still play cards together to pass the time.
"Guo Guo, look, look, we are passing by Hongya Cave. It's so beautiful."
The bus was driving along the river, and under the night lights on the other side of the bus window, there were endless lights on the stilt buildings.
It’s not like I’ve never seen a Diaojiaolou before. During the Chinese New Year, I went to Chujiu Village and saw the Diaojiaolou for the first time and studied it carefully.
The reason why I was shocked was that on the cliff on the left, there were countless houses similar to those of my uncle. They were piled up layer by layer, giving me the feeling of being in an illusory world.
"It's strange. Why didn't I notice this place when I took the bus during the day? I did notice the river on the right."
As soon as I finished saying this, an older lady sitting not far away from me enthusiastically told me that Hongya Cave does not look very interesting during the day, but it is at its most shocking and pleasant when the lights are on at night.
How can we not say that Chongqing is a magical city?
"Magic City? Why haven't I heard of it?"
On the ninth day of the lunar month, I became interested, so I changed my seat and sat in the row between me and my eldest sister.
"My dear, you don't live in an urban area, do you? Otherwise, you wouldn't know the term Magic City."
Chujiu answered seriously that the eldest sister came out of the mountains to go to school, and it was also the first time she saw Hongya Cave.
"Okay, let me tell you about this Hongya Cave. In fact, for the locals, it's just a bunch of broken houses on the mountain."
The eldest sister was sincere and comforted Chujiu to study hard and go to Beijing to see the Great Wall when he becomes successful in the future.
The earliest name of Hongyadong was actually Hongyamen, which was one of the city gates in ancient Chongqing. It is famous for its traditional Bayu architecture and folk customs.
It is said that Chongqing is a magical city, but the most representative one is actually the Hongyadong area.
From the first floor to the eleventh floor, all you see when you walk out is a flat road. This phenomenon must have never been seen by outsiders.
"Think about it. After all the hard work of climbing from the first floor to the eleventh floor, I finally got to the top of my head. When I walked out, I saw that the hammer was still on the ground. It was no different from when I was on the first floor.
,The key is that my legs can’t stand it.”
The eldest sister spoke in an extremely funny tone, occasionally mixed with a few dissatisfied curse words.
It turns out that she used to live on the sixth floor of Hongyadong. She had to take a bus to work every day. She either had to go down to the sixth floor or go up to the sixth floor to reach the bus stop.
"Look, other girls' legs become thinner and longer when they climb up and down. Mine, my legs are swollen like a sweet potato."
The eldest sister laughed and joked that her family later bought a house in Nanping District. Finally, they no longer had to climb up and down, and their legs were really not swollen.
When the eldest sister got out of the car, she even told Chujiu that from now on, she could not take the house in this place even if someone gave it to her for free. It was really a shame.
Many years later, Chujiu and I passed by Hongya Cave again.
Chu Jiu laughed and said that the eldest sister who told him that he couldn't buy a house in this place was probably so regretful that her intestines turned green.
I looked at the dense crowd of tourists all around, queuing for two or three hours just to climb such stairs and feel the charm of magical Chongqing. Five-digit house prices were clearly written on the roadside billboards. I chuckled.
It's fate.
It was almost ten o'clock in the evening when we arrived near the villa area where Zhang Ying lived.
From a distance, I saw that the house where Zhang Ying lived was brightly lit. It seemed that except the master bedroom, she had turned on the lights in all the other rooms.
As soon as the doorbell rang twice, the door opened quickly. It turned out that Zhang Ying had been waiting for us on the sofa at the door.
"Little brother, didn't you just come here tomorrow? Are you worried that your sister will be scared and distressed at night? Ah! Is this the powerful Taoist brother you mentioned?"
When Zhang Ying opened the door and saw it was me, her face showed joy. She just made a few jokes when she saw Chujiu standing behind me, with an expression of disbelief.
"Master Qin Feng, you didn't start looking for your sister, did you? You dragged a minor on the street to trick your sister? Let me tell you, I have never seen any tricks in the bar. He can't deceive me. Look at him. He is thin.
He is so skinny that he looks like he hasn't even had enough to eat, and he looks like he could be blown over by a gust of wind. He doesn't look like an expert at all."
Zhang Ying circled around Chujiu, and the hope that had just risen in her eyes dimmed instantly.
I suppressed my smile and raised my eyebrows at Chujiu. With his small refugee-like body, he was always suspected by others, without exception.
"Sister, you don't know that my life in school was so miserable. I didn't have to eat all day today, and I don't know if I will have the strength to catch ghosts. But don't worry, I am a real Taoist priest.
It’s a lie, otherwise it’s just a puppy.”
I never expected that I would come out like this on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year and start acting pitiful for a big meal.
However, in order to convince Zhang Ying, Chujiu did a backflip on the spot. When he landed, he held a burning talisman between his fingers.