Volume 7: Frost Chapter 51 Buying Rice
The sound of water.
He was in the water. He was sinking. It was dark.
Light.
The bubbles on the leaves of the water plants are glowing.
Is something swimming?
It was a hand. Only the palm and fingers. And two legs, standing upside down, walking back and forth among the swaying water plants.
Eyeball. There was an eyeball lying in the water grass.
He found his other hand, with the arm attached...
He heard some noises.
Very stuffy.
It seems like there is something between them.
Suddenly, the sound was amplified many times, as if the speaker was directly attached to the eardrum.
Clang clang clang, ping-pong clang, clang clang clang… You don’t sleep until the moon does… High-end ingredients…
Very noisy.
So noisy.
The water plants shook and shrank angrily, the water began to swirl, and the scattered parts gathered together.
Jiang You opened his eyes.
Pour into the oil pan...buy him...321...
"You know, if you play your phone loudly while riding the subway, you will be locked up and educated," he turned his head to look at Jiang Mo who was sitting cross-legged on the side, "Really, this rule has been written into the 'Urban Rail Transit Passenger Transport Organization and Service Management Measures'."
Jiang Mo stood up, turned around, took two unsteady steps on the bed, then jumped off the bed and walked out.
Jiang You propped himself up and half sat up.
I lowered my head and pulled at my clothes. It was a dark grey plaid nightgown, which looked unfamiliar. I raised my head and squinted my eyes to look around. The light beige curtains, the bay window...
He heard footsteps.
Turning his head, he recognized Tang Butian from his outline.
"Where are my glasses?" he asked.
"Nightstand drawer, first compartment."
Jiang You bent down and opened the drawer. He found his glasses and his cell phone.
Tang Butian's appearance became clearer. She was wearing a light yellow floral home dress with her hair tied up, looking fresh and cute.
Jiang You turned on his phone and asked, "How long have I slept?"
"Seven days."
"So long?"
The phone kept vibrating. He swiped his finger across the screen a few times. It was fully charged and there were many messages coming in. Jiang You slowly flipped through them, "It's already September. They didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"
"No, they wanted to send you to the hospital, but I refused."
"I've avoided being dissected. Do you have any water?" Jiang You put his phone aside and looked at Tang Butian.
Tang Butian turned and walked out. Not long after, she came back with a bottle of iced mineral water. She threw the water forward and Jiang You caught it. He screwed the cap on the bottle and drank most of the water in one breath. Then he said, "Is there anything to eat? I'm starving."
"No."
"Okay." Jiang You sighed and sat up a little.
At this time, Tang Butian walked out again.
Jiang You heard the sound of a cabinet opening and the rubbing sound of a plastic bag. Then, he saw Tang Butian walking into the room with a plastic bag and throwing it at Jiang You.
Jiang You opened the plastic bag.
Spicy rice crackers, Huang Feihong peanuts, golden potato balls...
Jiang You opened a bag of shachima and ate it in just a few bites. He then opened a bag of crispy French fries and ate them one by one.
"I want an explanation." Tang Butian leaned against the door and looked at him.
"Explain," Jiang You picked up the mineral water and drank the rest. "That Xiao Hu, when I looked at him, sometimes I felt like he was looking at myself," he looked at Tang Butian, "I don't want to recall it too much. It was a long time ago. He got hit on the head and his face was covered in blood."
"Is he dead this time?"
"Dead."
"What about the girl?"
"The newborn spirit can be considered his descendant, but it is definitely not him," Jiang You looked out the window. The weather was very good. "When he didn't recognize me, he was trying to trick us into opening the door so that he could take back the fish tank. What a wonder that had never been seen half a century ago. It was made up like a failed prose poem."
"Isn't he a poplar tree demon?"
"Who knows? If it was fifty years ago, I suspect he had developed a group of followers here . Meng Yuanbai was probably one of them, and the tree demon might be one of them. When he was 'killed' thirty-one years ago, even if he had some consciousness, it was very weak. He fled back here and after recuperating for a while, he probably started planning something big."
Jiang You sighed, "Perhaps Meng Yuanbai knew something, and while he was away, he teamed up with Xie Dong to seal his lair, making it impossible for him to return. So, if he wants to regain his strength, he can only look for the door he left behind, and try to take his body."
Jiang You turned his head and looked at Tang Butian again, "I don't really understand. I remember that he just wanted to live a good life. How could he be fooled and come here to cause trouble?"
"Jiang Mo killed him."
"If he insists on hitting to that extent, there's no way to control it."
"Can't control the power?"
"If you think of his brain as a CPU, when he arrives in that dimension, he can only run one program, which is to eliminate all threats." Jiang You threw back the quilt and stood up. He walked to Tang Butian and looked at Jiang Mo, who was curled up on the sofa in the living room playing with his phone. "I tried my best to save him. I allowed him to be a little shark in my little pond."
"Why would he do that?"
"Because he has awakened," Jiang You turned his head and looked into Tang Butian's eyes, "He made a great wish to find a place for all the living beings in the chaos who are in danger of losing their lives every day, and to end the human era. For this, he sacrificed his life and left behind his inheritance. However, because of the fish tank he took from me, a trace of his soul escaped, and that's why I came here ."
"you?"
"I slept soundly," Jiang You complained a few times. He said, "So he woke up. If he died, his plan would have a chance of success. Of course, I think it's impossible. He was just fooled."
Jiang Mo raised his head and glanced at Jiang You.
"And then..."
"What?"
"Maybe I'll help him?"
"Help him?"
"I've done similar stupid things before, but I failed," Jiang You walked to the sofa, sat down next to Jiang Mo, and touched his head. "Look, I got him a nice cemetery and found a vigil keeper. I think I've done him a great favor, right? Let's burn some paper for him on this winter solstice. I just want to have a few days of peace. Humans are not that stupid. What common consciousness? He should travel around the world first to broaden his horizons. I don't think the country next door and I have any common consciousness."
"It won't be peaceful." Tang Butian said.
"Zhuang Zekun?"
“On the mountain.”
"Are you going to hit me?"
"No." Tang Butian pursed her lips again, "According to convention, you might be expected to settle down in the mountains."
"For the mountain?"
"possible."
“Is there any takeout?”
"No."
“No!”
…
In the afternoon, Jiang You and Jiang Mo returned to the insect house.
Lin Yu was very happy to see them. He said, "You are finally back!"
Jiang You pulled out a bench and sat down. He asked, "Is everything okay at home?"
"It's OK. Summer vacation is over and business is a little slow," Lin Yu sat down opposite Jiang You. "Is everything going well for you?"
"It's not bad."
"By the way, Sister Chen came over a few days ago and washed and dried the quilt covers and sheets on your and Jiang Mo's bed."
"I'll go find her later."
Jiang You chatted with Lin Yu for a while. Seeing that a customer was coming, he went upstairs to take a shower and change clothes. After resting for a while, he went to Guanghe Bookstore. Chen Nan was not in the store. Xiao Liu told him that Chen Nan was at home. So he was not in a hurry, sent a WeChat message to Chen Nan, and then walked over slowly.
When passing by a flower shop, he saw a well-maintained pot of goldfish flowers at the door. He was moved and walked into the flower shop. When he was about to ask the price, Chen Nan replied to his message.
Chen Nan: There is no rice at home. If you pass by the supermarket, buy a bag.
Jiang You: Okay.
"What kind of flowers do you want to buy?" the florist came over.
"I, I want to buy rice. I'll come over later."
"Rice, right? I have some here. 10 kilograms for 36. Very good rice," the boss said, taking a bag of rice from the counter. He said, "You live nearby, right?"
"Yes."
"Then you can join a group, there are a lot of group buying information."
"Okay, okay."
…
He carried the rice to Chen Nan's door and rang the doorbell.
Soon, the door opened.
The aroma of food came out first, and Jiang You saw Chen Nan. She was wearing an apron, her face was plain, and her eyes were bright.
Chen Nan said, "Are you back?"
She noticed Jiang You's skin color, "Why is he so tanned?"
"The sun there is different from the one in the city. It bakes us directly."
“Is the desert fun?”
"It's not fun, just looking at sand. There is no place where you can't look at sand."
"Did you ride the camel?"
"No, but camel fish stinks." Jiang You carried the rice into the kitchen. After putting the rice down, he saw a pot of fried yellow croaker on the stove. He reached out, picked up one and took a bite.
The freshly fried small yellow croaker has crispy bones and tender meat.
After eating one, when he was about to touch the second one, Chen Nan followed him into the kitchen and said, "Have you washed your hands? Wash your hands first."
"Oh, okay." Jiang You walked to the sink, squeezed some detergent and washed his hands. He asked, "Yunyun is in school?"
"School has started, so get back to your studies," Chen Nan opened the lid of the casserole and fished out the scallion knots from the fish soup. She turned back to look at Jiang You, "Take it out and eat it. I'll come over later."
"Okay." Jiang You walked into the living room carrying the fried yellow croaker.
He put the fried small yellow croaker on the coffee table, then curled up on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and read a novel while eating fried fish.
I haven't read novels for a few days, and without realizing it, I've accumulated a lot of words. One of my novels even reached 100,000 words, which was very enjoyable to read.
After Chen Nan finished her work, she walked over to him. Before she could say anything, Jiang You grabbed her hand. She fell on him and was then hugged from behind.
Jiang You buried his head in her neck, with a faint scent of shampoo and some smell of oil smoke.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Chen Nan listened to his breathing and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"I feel tired."
"Take a nap? I'll get a blanket..." Chen Nan said as she tried to get up, but Jiang You hugged her tighter.
He said, "Don't move, let me hold you for a while."
