Half a month later, Erhua brought back the photo.
The function of photos is to make people today feel that the present is worthwhile, and to make people in the future feel that the past is worth remembering.
Qiuhua held the photo in her hands and used her eyes to depict every scene and detail in it. She would take it out and look at it every once in a while, especially when Wu Xin was away.
The waiting time passed by as I flipped through the photos, and the year came to 1989.
Within three years, Huatang Redwood opened its first store in Shanghai.
The fruit trees in Hetou Village have produced several waves of fruits, and the villagers are trying to set up stalls on the street to do business.
At this time last year, Qiuhua and Wu Xin finally completed the major event in their lives.
The wedding banquet was held in the newly built house. Erhua kept his promise and gave Qiuhua a complete set of mahogany furniture as a dowry.
That night, Wu Xin drank a little wine, which was a rare occurrence. After the guests left, he staggered into the room.
He was sitting next to her. Qiuhua turned her back nervously. For a long time, she didn't feel any reaction from the person behind her.
Qiuhua turned around and saw the handsome young man in front of her with a slightly red face and tears streaming down his face.
"Qiuhua, I'm finally... no longer alone. I have you, and I have a home again!"
Her heart ached and she threw herself into Wu Xin's arms. A smell of alcohol came into her nose, slightly sweet and bitter.
He burst into tears and turned back into the thin and pale boy he was many years ago. Every night of suppressed pain was released in Qiuhua's tenderness and finally disappeared.
They whispered to each other, telling of the precious friendship of their youth;
They whispered to each other, savoring the hot temperature of their lover.
Wu Xin was admitted to Shanghai Medical University two years ago. He usually lives in his father's house, and the young couple are separated.
Qiuhua is also very busy on weekdays. A silk embroidery factory has been built in Tahe Town, and Qiuhua has become a master craftsman there.
"Why are you back so early today?"
Dad was sitting in a rattan chair drinking tea with a book on his knees.
Wu Xin put the things down, walked over, shook the teapot, picked up the thermos and poured water into it.
"We went on strike again today, and the teacher sent us off early."
Dad put down the teacup in his hand, sighed and shook his head.
"Young people are too radical in their thinking."
He stood up, took his coat, and said, "It's a nice day, I'm going to go for a walk outside."
"Click" the door closed.
Suddenly, Wu Xin jumped up nimbly like an awakened leopard.
He climbed three flights of stairs at a time and soon reached the upstairs. He turned around, opened the door quickly, and pulled the hiding person into his arms.
"When did you come?" He bit the other person's ear.
She groaned in discomfort and tried to struggle free, but he tied her up even tighter.
"How...how did you know, ah, don't bite..."
Wu Xin bit it hard, then relaxed his strength, torturing the soft and flexible ear in his mouth.
"If you bring fried dough twists, just put them on Dad's desk." He still didn't say anything.
"It hurts..." The person in my arms said coquettishly.
He finally let go of her mouth and buried his face in the crook of her neck.
"Qiuhua, can you stay a few more days this time? Please..."
The low begging sound gently tickled her heart, making it difficult to breathe.
Qiuhua turned around but didn't have time to speak. He couldn't wait to surround it. Yes, this was a leopard that had been hungry for four months.
Soon, the two men spoke frankly to each other, and the clothes scattered on the ground showed how fierce the battle was at that time.
My breath is mixed with passionate longing.
Qiuhua is already a married woman. She has shed her unnecessary shyness and takes the initiative to respond and ask for things.
In the past three years, she no longer went out to do farm work, and her skin became white and smooth.
The slender arms, as delicate as scallions, clung tightly to the shoulders, sometimes tightening, sometimes falling down weakly.
A sweet voice slipped out of her throat inadvertently. Qiuhua covered her mouth and said, "Dad is still down there!"
Wu Xin smiled slyly, "He went out for a walk, leaving us plenty of space and time."
He is unscrupulous.
He plundered like crazy.
Qiuhua was as gentle as a glass of water. He was intoxicated in the tranquility that he had broken with his own hands, and cheered for her boiling.
For a long time, Qiuhua leaned against him, catching her breath. He stroked her hair, waiting patiently for her to calm down.
"I'll take you for a walk around school tomorrow."
"No classes?"
Wu Xin kissed her slightly moist forehead.
"There have been a lot of strikes lately, and many students are saying they want to go to the capital."
I can spare some time to show you around.”
Qiuhua listened to him and looked up at him calmly.
The face that was slightly distorted with joy and excitement just now returned to normal.
"Okay, let's go check it out."
Qiuhua closed her eyes. The fatigue from the long journey and the hard work just now made her feel sleepy.
In the evening, my father came back from a walk and brought back half a roast duck. My aunt cooked sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried vegetables, tomato and egg, and meatball soup.
"Where is Qiuhua?" asked Dad.
Wu Xin came down from upstairs and replied, "She's tired and needs a nap."
"Okay, then let's cover the food and wait for her to get up and eat together."
Wu Xin nodded, and his father took out some fried dough twists, and the grandfather and grandson each ate one to fill their stomachs.
"Young people are so impatient these days. They don't even read books. They're always thinking about these things."
Dad has bad teeth and eats slowly, so Wu Xin poured him some water.
"Wu Xin, you must remember not to be arrogant or impatient. Especially at this time, you must remain calm."
Wu Xin nodded and said, "Don't worry, I won't get involved."
“Well, I know your temper, but the current situation makes me a little worried.
How many people usually attend classes now? Can it be one-third?"
Wu Xin shook his head.
Dad fell into deep thought.
After a while he continued, “There were too few people, so some teachers lost interest in continuing their lectures.
Listen as much as you can. If there are any parts you don’t understand or that you haven’t completed, Dad will ask the teacher to come over for you.”
"Dad, this is too troublesome." Wu Xin declined.
"What's the point of asking me to trouble myself? In this situation, what's the point of learning more knowledge?"
Wu Xin thought about it and nodded in agreement.
As he was speaking, Qiuhua came down from upstairs and saw that the food was already prepared on the table. He felt a little ashamed.
"Why didn't you call me?" Qiuhua complained softly.
"I see you're too tired, I want you to sleep a little longer."
When Qiuhua heard the word "tired", the roots of her ears quickly turned red.
“I’m not tired!
Dad, I should have cooked this meal for you, but now you just open your mouth and eat it."
Dad laughed and said, "Your hands are for embroidery, so you don't need to bother with cooking."
The three of them sat down, and Wu Xin gave Qiuhua two pieces of pork ribs and a piece of roast duck, and also served a bowl of meatball soup.
"Spend some time with Wu Xin these few days; he needs a change of pace from reading all day.
Let’s go to his school tomorrow.” Dad said.
Qiuhua responded quickly, and the bowl was piled high with food.
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