The woman brought the deer head to a dirty old green-painted wooden rectangular dining table. The tabletop was cracked, and the gaps in the wooden boards were corroded and stained, and some dirt accumulated. But overall, it was
The housewife used the black rag on the corner of the table to wipe it clean, at least there was no soup juice left on the table.
There were three dishes and chopsticks, and the person sitting at the head table was a tired man in blue overalls. He had just returned from the vegetable patch next to the house. People living in the suburbs may not have their own small courtyard, but they must have a small vegetable garden.
Even if there is no field available for farming, some potted plants will be placed.
It's dark now, and there are no lights in the room. There is a layer of putty on the ceiling that has been yellowed and blackened by oil smoke. A dusty incandescent lamp is in the middle of the west wall. On the east wall is a poster of Oriental Red with tattered
A year of the ox calendar and a small electronic clock are placed against a wooden cabinet on the north wall, and there is a small door leading to the kitchen.
The man was slurping away as he ate a bowl of soup rice, which was just a little bit of overnight fish soup that had been frozen into lumps. He was very satisfied.
The woman put the deer's head on the table, and the protruding kiss almost poked into the large white porcelain rice bowl.
"Eat quickly. It's too late."
The moment the deer head was placed on the dining table, Serana felt in a daze that everything was speeding up. The two adults were eating in a hurry, not forgetting to chat for a while.
"It's time to find a job... I've been laid off for half a year..." the woman rambled.
"My third uncle's family is short of people. He said he was going to the Northeast to cut down trees in the Daxingan Mountains and needed people." The man paused for a moment. The bowl was empty. He handed the bowl to the woman, and the woman went to serve him a full bowl of soup and rice.
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"You must not go. It's not peaceful in the north."
"I don't want to go either. People have been frozen to death... If I go south, self-employed businesses will develop better..."
A pair of dark eyes on the deer's head reflects such a scene. The faint skylight reflects on all objects, greasy, mute, and dark. It's all like this. Color is not important. What's important is light and shadow. These can reflect on the deer's eyes.
The truth is reflected in the eyes.
Serana was a little confused. She saw the woman angrily asking the boy to eat more, but the deer's head did not move. So the woman took the bowl and pulled it into its mouth. The rice grains and soup leaked out, and the man was also warm.
Make sure your children are fed, otherwise they won’t have the energy to study.
Breakfast ended in a hurry. The woman dragged the bicycle out of the utility room, fixed the deer head and a cloth schoolbag on the back seat partition, said goodbye to the man, then got on the car and went out with the squeaking sound of the axle.
Serana followed the woman on the bicycle at a trot. She crossed the alley, greeted a few acquaintances, her fully inflated tires rolled over the cement road, and she jingled the bell.
Serana thought that it would be easy to keep up with such a simple thing, but it was not easy. The woman looked a little slumped, but she was in good health. She was fine in the alley. There were many obstacles in the way, so she couldn't ride very fast. Once on the spacious road,
, suddenly accelerated, faster and faster, facing the light of the morning light, passing by the foot of the mountains, Serana pursed her lips and chased for half an hour, and finally stopped out of breath.
The woman seemed to realize something and stopped the car. On the side of the road, she turned around and asked Lutou, "Do you want to pee?"
The deer head didn't answer, but the woman got out of the car with it in her arms, put it away in the bushes, and told him to hurry up.
Serana sighed, "It saved her life." She is just an ordinary person now, and she has to carry a heavy Wabajack, so she has no ability to race with the wheel.
The woman came back with the deer head. Serana took advantage of it and sat in the back seat. She held the deer head in her arms and put her schoolbag under her buttocks. The woman muttered, "Why has it become heavier?" and then continued riding.
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Mountains, rivers, and fragrant grass and trees are quiet and reserved in Jiangnan in winter. The frost before the moon can still be seen in some places, especially on the roofs of some houses and in the gaps between tiles. In addition to the green of pines and bamboos and the green of shrubs, the world
There are no surprises in the yellow and white of snow. The mixed colors of the world are actually just small isolated islands swallowed up by nature.
The woman rode a bicycle, carrying Serana and Lu Zhengkang to the isolated island.
Human creations, hardened ground surfaces, undulating buildings, rushing vehicles and pedestrians, and diffuse fragrances and odors. In fact, cities are also natural, but the types of organisms are different. Trees become reinforced concrete, and shrubs become street vendors.
, the running water turned into groups of real objects, and the fragrance of flowers and plants and the rancid smell were replaced respectively.
The woman came to a primary school, parked the car, and let the deer head go to class by itself. Serana hugged it and walked into the school gate.
Inside the door was a small playground, blocked by trees to the east and several buildings to the west. Serana turned around and saw the woman waving to her, then turned around and disappeared into the city's river, out of sight.
A little boy came over and looked up at the deer's head, "Lu Zhengkang, you asked your mother to give it to you again."
Serana didn't speak, and the little boy just muttered to himself, sniffing from time to time, and wiping his face with an embroidered handkerchief in his trouser pocket. With the little boy's guidance, Serana successfully entered the classroom with the deer head. She still hasn't
know you want
What to do, so I stared blankly at the blackboard all day long. Teachers came and went, the blackboard was full and wiped. The children were shaking on their seats. The hand holding the pen was numb from the cold, so they stuffed it between their thighs.
Cover it for a while, then take out your hand and continue writing.
In the blink of an eye, it was noon. The teacher went out, stroking his flat belly, and the children all opened their lunch boxes and started eating, all in unison.
Serana also opened her schoolbag, and there was indeed a tin lunch box inside. It looked a bit ugly with pits. When she opened it, she found a ball of cold glutinous rice with pickle fillings inside, which had been fried in oil. She ate it very delicious.
Halfway through the rice ball, she realized that the deer head had not been eaten. She put the head on the desk and now took a spoonful of rice and put it to the mouth of the deer head. The deer head did not move, and the rice soup grains from the morning were still stuck in the gaps in the hair.
Serana cleaned it up.
Later, she ate all the rice balls by herself.
Women's craftsmanship is very good.
Serana was so pleased that time passed quickly around her. It was almost time for school to end. As soon as the bell rang, the teachers rushed in to assign homework, chirping like a group of old sparrows.
The squad leader was a little girl. She led the health committee member to Serana's side and said seriously to the deer head on the table: "Today you are on duty and empty the trash can."
Serana blinked and raised the deer's head. The monitor's and health committee member's eyes followed its movement, turning once and twice.
"Hurry up and go as soon as they finish sweeping the floor. I'll stay and check again." The squad leader gave the final instruction and ran away to give instructions to other students on duty.
Serana put the deer head in her cloth schoolbag, then carried the bag and the large trash can out.
One day passed and the woman took Serana home.
At night, she lay on that bed. She was an adult woman after all. The quilt was big enough for a boy, but for her, it was actually a bit cramped. She curled up on her side and put the deer's head on the pillow.
Starting today, she replaces Lu Zhengkang.
When she woke up, she was not in the familiar room. An alarm clock woke her up. Serana opened her eyes and saw the alarm clock. This iron thing had two bells on top and made a continuous crisp noise.
Spring has begun to bloom outside, and the door is opened. There is no longer a balcony outside, but a living room with wooden boards on the floor and food on the table. It looks like a well-off home.
The women were dressed more fashionably and asked Lu Zhengkang to sleep for two more minutes as usual. However, Serana did not feel sleepy, so she put on her coat and got out of bed.
She didn't know how long she slept for, and the time passed before her eyes, and Serana was quite confused.
The man at the main table was wearing a suit and smiling. He was no longer eating leftovers, but the delicious snacks, wontons and pan-fried steamed dumplings bought from the breakfast shop. The aroma was fragrant.
Women and men don't have a good attitude. They eat in silence for a meal, everyone has their own thoughts.
After the meal, the man drove Serana to school in a square old car.
Halfway through, he asked, "Do you want to go with dad or mom?"
