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In front of the guests, Jiang's father couldn't say anything, and took his cousins ​​to other rooms. Beds were already placed in each room. It was when Jiang's father was in Shenzhen, there was a flood in his hometown. Uncle Jiang was idle at home and asked Jiang's father if he wanted to make beds and cabinets. He happened to be idle at home and could help him: "Otherwise, such a big and good house will be left there empty, no one lives there, and it will be abandoned in two years."

This year, because of the flood, all the plants around were drowned. If you want to plant any tree seedlings or flower seedlings, you have to go to the mountains to dig them all up or buy them.

So during that time, Uncle Jiang matched the beds and cabinets in Jiang's father's house. Now all you have to do is cover them with quilts and sheets.

The family makes new quilts every year, because Jiang Hongbing, Jiang Jun, Jiang Song, and Jiang Bai are all of the age where they can bring their partners home to get married at any time. Especially this year, Jiang Xiao also brought her partner home. Jiang Da's aunt and her family think that Xiao Xiao will probably be able to get married after graduating from college, so they have to prepare a large quilt for her dowry.

Their rural families value girls, and usually give eight quilts weighing 8 to 10 kilograms as dowry. Generally, there are two large thick quilts.

Starting from a few years ago, my aunt has been planting cotton every year, and now all of it has been made into quilts.

When Jiang Da's aunt made quilts, she helped Jiang's father's family collect cotton and make quilts.

After the Jiang family built the cabinet, Aunt Jiang put the brand new quilts in the top cabinet of the Jiang family after exposing them to the sun. When guests wanted to sleep, they just had to take out the new quilts. It was impossible to

sleep on the big new quilt used for the wedding, but it was okay to cover the bed with the new quilt on top of the bed sheet.

Such a quilt was big and warm, and no one would think it was rude.

With such a big and good house to live in, why would you need a bicycle?

Dad Jiang wanted to show off, but Mom Jiang felt sorry for the new bed sheets she brought back from Shenzhen.

Clothes and four-piece suits were cheap in Shenzhen, so Mom Jiang bought four sets at once. She originally planned to have one set for her room and one set for her eldest son's room, but who knew that the little girl directly put the set she gave to her eldest son on her bed.

Jiang's mother wanted to get angry at that time, but thinking that she had made it big now and her eldest brother might still rely on her in the future, she swallowed her anger and acquiesced to her using new sheets without saying a word. This year, she bought four new sheets. In addition to the original two new sheets, there are now six new sheets. When the eldest son and the youngest son get married, they will have two sets. When Jiang Xi gets married, he will also have to bring two sets of quilts and sheets as a dowry.

Jiang Song's room is filled with new quilts and sheets. Because Jiang Xi had a history of taking Jiang Song's quilts and sheets to sleep in his own room, Jiang Song's room is now locked tightly by her and no one is allowed to enter.

This is the eldest son's main room, how can anyone sleep there casually?

Of course, she couldn't use new sheets to let guests sleep, so she took the old sheets that had been washed and put away.

After settling the relatives, Jiang's father came to Jiang Xiao's room and wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with her.

Jiang Xiao lay on the bed, looking at the night outside the window.

The moonlight shone on the thick snow, allowing the rural night to see some light, no longer being pitch dark.

Jiang's father said: "Actually, they want to sleep with you because they like you."

Jiang Xiao glanced at Jiang's father, "Then have you asked whether you agree or not, whether you like them or not? On what basis do you agree for me and transfer my rights to others?"

Jiang's father was stunned. He had never thought about this problem, as if he tacitly accepted that everything about his children was at the disposal of their parents.

Jiang's father said, "How about this, next time you don't want to, I won't do it, okay?" He said somewhat decadently, "It's not a big deal, it's just sleeping in your room. Those cousins ​​want to sleep with you because they like you."

Jiang's father really didn't know why his daughter would make such a fuss about such a small matter and even get angry.

Jiang Liu was speechless and asked his father: "They said they like me and want to sleep with me, so I have to sleep with them? Have you asked my consent? What makes you make decisions for me and agree for me?" Jiang Liu knew that his father could not empathize with him if he said this, so he asked: "If your cousin said he likes your phone, would you be happy if I gave it to him?"

His father immediately frowned and said disapprovingly: "That won't work? It's okay to borrow it to make calls, but how can you give away such an expensive phone?" He frowned and said: "I'm not giving your room away, I'm just borrowing it to sleep in, what's wrong with that?"

Jiang Liu felt it was really tiring to communicate with his father and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

She lay on the bed, smiled at Jiang's father and said, "Dad, go out, I'm going to sleep."

Jiang's father was also very depressed. He really thought it was just a very small matter.

Jiang Xi got depressed quickly, and let it go quickly, because she didn't regard this place as her home. She had no expectations in her heart. She just regarded herself as a guest and a passerby. The depression in her heart suddenly dissipated.

Why was she angry with them? They were born and raised here. Their values ​​were deeply rooted and could not be changed. They had formed their own set of logic. This was actually a collision of different values ​​between two generations.

Jiang Xi felt that she was very lucky to be born in this era.

This is the best era in history, and it is also the most tolerant era for women. Although there is still a long way to go and we need to continue to work hard, this is a hopeful era.

Jiang Xi closed his eyes, with many thoughts in his mind.

After hanging up the phone, Song Peifeng, who was in Wucheng, took a piece of paper and simply wrote that he was going to play with friends and would be back tomorrow. He pressed it next to the phone, picked up the long down jacket hanging on the wall, tied a scarf, picked up some gifts, took a flashlight from the drawer and hurried out.

It was late at night, there were many tricycles in Wucheng, but few taxis. He stood on the side of the road and made a call in the phone booth. Soon someone called a taxi.

The taxi driver was very talkative. Seeing that he was still going to Tan Shan so late, he smiled and asked him, "Why are you going to Tan Shan so late? Are you going to see your girlfriend?"

Song Peifeng smiled but said nothing. The taxi driver drove the car and said, "Well, I was just like you when I was young. In order to meet my girlfriend, I rode for several hours to Wucheng. There were no cars back then..."

Speaking of his childhood and his wife, the taxi driver seemed to be reminiscing. Recalling the past, he said, "Only when I was young did I have such impulsiveness. I was willing to ride for several hours just to see someone! Now I can't ride anymore!"

He looked at the calm expression on Song Peifeng's young and handsome face, and said teasingly, "I can't believe you are so handsome and so passionate..."

In fact, Song Peifeng's appearance does not look like the kind of person who would impulsively run out to look for his partner late at night.

However, Song Peifeng thought of what Jiang Xi said on the phone: "I miss you, I want you to be by my side immediately."

He immediately felt an impulse to come to her side.

He thought about it and did it.

Of course, this was very impulsive, but who wouldn't be reckless when young?

Below the embankment is the embankment road section, and taxis can't go down or drive, so he has to rely on his own legs to walk.

Song Peifeng has never walked this road before, but he vaguely saw it in the flood in June and July.

When Jiang Xi and his friends arrived at Tanshan, they stood on the high Tanshan, looked at the mountain on the other side of the river and the village beside the mountain, pointed at the village and said, "See? Follow this dam straight, the biggest village on the other side of the river is our Jiangjia Village."

The taxi driver saw him carrying a bag and holding a flashlight, and asked him worriedly, "Can you do it alone?"

Song Peifeng stepped on the snow and made a creaking sound. He smiled and waved to the taxi driver. The taxi driver did not rush to leave, but turned on the headlights to help Song Peifeng light the way for a long time. He turned back to Wucheng only when he thought Song Peifeng had gone and he could not see him anymore.

After all, it was his brother-in-law who called him to send him off.

It was the first time that Song Peifeng walked along this section of the embankment. What he was thinking about was Jiang Xi, who had been walking along this section of the embankment for years, going to and from school every morning and evening. Jiang

Xi said that she had been running to and from school like this since she was in junior high school. Because she had to study early, she would usually start running with a flashlight when it was still dark. On rainy and snowy days, she would sometimes have to wade across the river .

Walking along the section of the embankment that Jiang Xi had walked along, he felt as if he was meeting Jiang Xi, who was 13 or 14 years old, in a certain time and space. He

was walking along the road that she had walked countless times.

So even though this road was pitch black and the winter wind was cold, he never felt afraid or retreated. He just felt warm all over and wanted to walk to her side.

He looked at the lights on the other side of the river that had not been completely extinguished, and his eyes became a little warmer, but it was really cold. He went out without wearing gloves, and his fingers holding the New Year gifts were frozen red.

When he arrived at the ferry, he put down the New Year gifts, cupped his palms into a trumpet shape, and imitated what Jiang Qi had said, that

when they came back at night, it was very dark, and the people on the other side could not see this side, so they shouted : "Ferry~!~ ...

Because there are people who go to the charcoal mountain on the other side of the river to drill coal holes and dig coal all year round, leaving early and returning late. Those coal miners have long been accustomed to the ferryman sleeping at night and they have to work hard to make a living.

Fortunately, Song Peifeng was lucky. When he shouted for the fifth time, a voice came from the other side of the river: "Here they come! Here they come~!"

The ferryman is not always asleep. Generally, when someone shouts "the ferryman is coming", they are basically young students or people who go to work outside and come back in the middle of the night. In recent days, there are often trains coming back in the middle of the night, and people come to ferry people in the middle of the night.

He can also listen to the accent. When someone like Song Peifeng speaks standard Mandarin with a slight Wucheng accent, the ferryman knows that he must be an outsider who can't pull the boat by himself, so he will quickly get up and pull the boat to the other side to pick him up.

Even though he couldn't see the other person's face in the dark, he could still tell from his tall and straight figure that he was a very energetic young man. The ferryman chatted while pulling the boat: "Where are you going? Why are you here so late?"

He didn't think Song Peifeng was a bad person. It was really Song Peifeng's temperament that made him look like a bad person.

Song Peifeng also smiled and replied: "To find my partner."

The ferryman laughed: "I knew it! Only young people like you are so enthusiastic. Fortunately, it didn't rain, and the snow on the road was frozen, so the road is not difficult to walk. Otherwise, you would be covered in mud and you wouldn't be able to see your partner!"

He asked again: "Which village are you going to? Who is your partner? Maybe I know him!"

The ferryman was a middle-aged couple from Xujia Village. The old man used to ferry people, but now it's their youngest son's turn.

Song Peifeng didn't say anything, but his eyes looked in the direction of Jiangjia Village.

The ferryman couple stayed in this deserted place all year round. They were accompanied only by an old buffalo and a few chickens and ducks. Their favorite thing was to chat with all kinds of ferrymen. They knew all the gossips about the surrounding villages.

Song Peifeng sat on the small ferry and felt the feeling of ferrying that Jiang Qi had mentioned.

For those who have watched the movie "Border Town" by Shen Congwen, they may have a beautiful imagination of ferrying, thinking of the boatman ferrying the girl Cuicui.

The boat swayed across the river, and Song Peifeng climbed up along the snowy road that had been trampled by people.

The ferryman held the bamboo pole and said, "Slow down, slow down, when you slide down, grab some wormwood to help you slide down!"

Both sides of the embankment were full of tall wormwood and wolfberries with all their leaves fallen off. In the dark night, only the flashlight in his hand pierced through the deep wormwood.

At some point, a fine snow fell again.

Since it was the first time for Song Peifeng to walk on such a snowy road, he slipped several times because he was not familiar with the road conditions. Fortunately, he did not fall. The worst time was blocked by wormwood that was taller than a person, so he did not have to worry about rolling down the trapezoidal embankment.

There is a fork in the road, one side leads to Xujia Village, the other side leads to Jiangjia Village, but here, it is already very close to Jiangjia Village. Going forward for more than 200 meters, it is the hydropower station of Jiangjia Village. After passing through a rice field that was abandoned this year, across the ditch, it is Jiang Xi's home.

He got up and rushed here immediately after receiving Jiang Xi's call in the evening. He drove for nearly three hours on the road and walked for another hour and a half. When he arrived under Jiang Xi's window, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

The light in Jiang Xi's room was still on. She went to bed at 10:30 every night and read for another half an hour before going to bed.

The last time Song Peifeng followed Jiang Xi to Songjia Village, Jiang Xi brought him back and told him which room was hers. At this moment, he looked at the light so close, and the chill brought by the wind and snow seemed to be completely dispelled by this warm yellow light.

He flashed the flashlight on her window several times.

The first time, Jiang Xi thought it was a curious young man who took a flashlight to shine on her house, but the light kept flashing in front of her window, especially after she deliberately turned off the light, the light was still flashing in front of her window, Jiang Xi felt something was wrong, even if it was a thief, there would be no thief who would get up so early to commit a crime.

She couldn't help but put on her down coat and opened the window to see which blind thief was staying up so late. She shone the flashlight at her window, and when she opened the window, she saw a young man holding a flashlight and waving at her in the moonlight and snow.

She couldn't see his expression clearly, but she knew that he must be smiling.

Because she was smiling too.

She burst out laughing and immediately turned around and ran downstairs. Because her slippers had foam soles and were not non-slip, she almost slipped and fell when she walked out of the waterproof steps under the corridor. Song Peifeng, who rushed over, held her up.

"Comrade Song!" She was as happy as a 17 or 18-year-old girl. She hugged Song Peifeng who was hugging her, stretched out her hand and jumped on him very swiftly. Then she hung on him lightly, wrapped her arms around his waist in an extremely ambiguous posture, held his face, and kissed him passionately.

Jiang Xi had never experienced such a throbbing sensation before.

Of course, she liked Song Peifeng before, loved his youth and calmness, loved his inner soul, but she was always calm and composed, never like now, as if she had returned to her youthful and tender girlhood, with eyes as bright and shining as stars.

Song Peifeng hurriedly reached out and caught her steadily, holding her warm body that had just come out of the quilt, and her warm breath blew on his face.

This period did not last long.

Because Jiang's father, who was still watching TV, heard the sound of Jiang Xi opening the door, he shouted, "Who is it?"

He pulled open the curtains and opened the window a little.

The glass windows were all covered with a thin layer of mist. If you don't open the window from the inside, you can't see outside, and of course, people from the outside can't see inside.

Father Jiang opened the window and the cold wind blew in.

Mother Jiang was startled by the wind and shouted, "Why did you open the window? You'll freeze to death!"

Father Jiang said, "I seemed to hear Lingling open the door and go out."

He was afraid that Jiang Ling was unhappy because of what happened that night, and it would be dangerous for her to run out in the cold and snowy night.

Mother Jiang said speechlessly, "She went out, so where else could she go? She must have gone to her sister-in-law."

Aunt Jiang loved Jiang Ling since she was a child. Every time she held Jiang Ling in her arms, she would not let go and would feed her all kinds of delicious food. Jiang Ling has been closer to Aunt Jiang than to her since she was a child.

She didn't mind. Her sister-in-law helped her raise her daughter. Wouldn't her daughter still be hers when she grows up? She would be stupid to mind this.

But thinking that Jiang Xi was still running to his sister-in-law's house and was unwilling to call her "Mom", she couldn't help feeling unhappy.

Jiang's father shouted outside: "Xixi, is that you?"

The corridor outside the Jiang family was equipped with street lights, but Jiang Xi ran too fast and too anxiously just now, and didn't bother to turn on the street lights.

So it was pitch black, with only a faint light coming from the TV in Jiang's father's room.

Jiang Xi finally pushed Song Peifeng against the wall and kissed him enough, then she jumped off him lightly, her voice still a little hoarse, and said loudly: "Dad, it's me! My boyfriend is here to send a New Year gift!"

Jiang's father and mother were both shocked when they heard it, and they hurriedly put on their clothes and walked out of the room.

Jiang Xi held Song Peifeng's hand, and before Jiang's father and Jiang's mother came out, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the face, then happily held his cold fingers and walked into the house.

When Jiang's father returned to the village, he heard that Jiang Xi had brought a girlfriend back, but he heard that something happened and he didn't stay long, and left Jiangjia Village the next day. Jiang's father wanted to find someone to ask for more information, but he couldn't find out.

Who knew that it was so late, and Jiang Xi's girlfriend would send a holiday gift.

Entering the main hall of the Jiang family, the fire barrel in the main hall was still covered with a thick, torn quilt, and it was still warm inside. Jiang Xi hurriedly got cloth shoes for Song Peifeng to change into, and pushed him into the fire barrel: "Come in and warm up. Why did you come here so late? The road is dark and you can't see. It's so dangerous. You should have told me before you came."

Jiang Xi poured him hot water while speaking, and rubbed Song Peifeng's cold fingers with his warm palms.

Song Peifeng only had time to apologize to Jiang's father and mother: "Uncle, aunt, sorry to bother you so late."

Jiang Xi was so happy when she saw him just now, but now she was so worried. Hearing this, she said: "You also know it's late? You didn't call in advance to tell us before you came, so that we can ask someone to pick you up. Why are you alone..."

Jiang Xi, who was originally worried and rubbing his fingers for him, suddenly thought of what she said when she called him in the evening: "I miss you, I want you to be by my side immediately." Jiang

Xi couldn't help but widen his eyes, and doubts appeared in his eyes: "It's not what I think, right?"

Song Peifeng just sat in the fire barrel, his fingers were rubbed by her warm and dry palms, and he watched her smile.

That smile was like a sharp arrow piercing her heart.

For a person who lacks love and longs for love since childhood, she can feel the slightest kindness from others and give back and give twice as much.

Even though she thought she was as hard as a rock after her experience in the system in her previous life, she couldn't help but soften for a moment at this moment. She couldn't help but get into the fire bucket, put his hand into the fire bucket, and held their hands tightly together.

Jiang's mother just watched her daughter smile at the boy in a worthless way, and she couldn't bear to watch it.

She didn't know yet that her eldest son was licking more fiercely in other people's homes.

In the future, she will know that her three sons, each with a love brain, can't be cured.

Seeing Jiang Xi wiping the snow off Song Peifeng, Father Jiang asked curiously, "Why did you come so late? Is there something wrong? Have you had dinner?"

Jiang Xi thought about the time it took to get from Wucheng to their Jiangjia Village. Combined with the time she had called Song Peifeng in the evening, he was afraid that he had left for Jiangjia Village as soon as he hung up the phone. He immediately said, "Dad, Peifeng must not have had dinner yet. Go and make Peifeng a bowl of noodles!"

Thinking that he came so late just because she said, "She missed him," Jiang Xi immediately stood up and said, "Forget it, I'll go!"

Jiang's father looked at his daughter, who was lively and active at this time, full of spirit and cunning, completely different from the cold eyes at night, and hurriedly stopped her, pressed her into the fire bucket and said, "I'll go, you stay in the fire bucket and don't come out, you don't even wear cotton pants, don't freeze and your legs will hurt in the future."

Jiang Xi was not polite at all, and immediately sat back in the fire bucket, smiling with a lively look in her eyes: "Thank you, Dad!"

The hand under the quilt was still holding Song Peifeng's hand.