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Pulling out the last two suitcases from the trunk of the taxi, Song Xinci was so tired that he almost collapsed on the ground.

They went to see the house at noon, signed the contract, and moved five times in the afternoon before they finished moving the luggage.

Pulling the suitcase and walking to the new home, a car sped past, splashing the sewage deposited after the rain, one of them couldn't dodge in time, and the two of them were covered in mud.

Xia Yao frowned.

Song Xinci's phrase 'Hurry up to reincarnate' got stuck in his throat, and because Xia Yao was by his side, he swallowed it back abruptly.

When they arrived at the 'small single-family courtyard', it was almost dark.

The ad was right. Although it was a brick house, it looked a bit dilapidated, but it was indeed a small single-family courtyard. If you look at it with an artistic eye, it should not look quiet.

There are two rooms in the small courtyard, a kitchen and a bathroom. Directly facing the door is the hall. There is a door on the left wall of the hall, and the bedroom is inside. In the small courtyard, the kitchen is on the left and the bathroom is on the right.There is no natural gas connection, the kitchen cooker can only use electricity, there is no hot water, and it is necessary to boil water for bathing. However, it is gratifying that there is a toilet anyway.

Because the door is a bit short, the two of them had to bend over to enter the bedroom. A wire was hanging from the door of the bedroom to control the switch of the light bulb. Xia Yao turned on the light. Yes, and the wattage is not very large white weave lamp, there is an illusion of traveling to the 80s and [-]s in the TV.

The white tiles on the ground were dusty, and some of them had broken corners, exposing the cement.There were only a handful of furniture, and there was a big wooden bed against the wall, with a mosquito net whose original color could not be seen, and a poster of two big-eyed babies on the front, with four words written on it: The dragon and the phoenix are auspicious.

Their luggage from the first four trips was piled up on the bed because the floor was so dirty.

The two went to a nearby supermarket to buy some cleaning supplies, and came back to change their clothes and prepare for a big fight.

Put on a mask, put on plastic gloves, change into home clothes, home shorts, wear newly bought rain boots, comb your hair with balls, and do a big cleaning.

First sweep it with a broom, then mop it again, then connect a plastic hose to the tap water tap in the kitchen, unscrew the water, rinse it up, and soon the whole room is wet, watery, and flows out, and finally from From high to low, it flows into the sewer from the lattice-shaped opening.

Song Xinci took off the poster of the dragon and the phoenix, tore off the mosquito net, and wiped the bed, a few wooden stools, and the tables in the hall several times.

Xia Yao took a bucket of toilet cleaner and cleaned the toilet for an hour.

Finally, standing by the still-dried wooden stool, Song Xinci pulled off his mask, held up a rag and said, "It's good to tidy up this small yard. I'll buy some potted plants and put them in the yard some other day, and plant some flowers." What, add some furniture, put up wallpaper, and it's our home."

"Thank you." Xia Yao looked at Song Xinci and said.

In the next few days, they were renovating the house and adding some affordable and economical furniture. After it was almost finished, it was clean and tidy, and those with style could directly use it as a homestay.

……

The morning light came in through the pink curtains, Song Xinci turned over and kissed Xia Yao's eyebrows lightly.

Xia Yao moved her eyelashes, blinked, and woke up.

"Morning." Song Xinci stood up and greeted with a smile.

Xia Yao raised her hand to touch Song Xinci's face: "Are you ready?"

The problem of their living has been solved, and now it's time to find a job.

Song Xinci lowered his head and rubbed his nose against Xia Yao's. The distance between his mouth and mouth was less than one centimeter: "I have such a standard figure, do I still need to prepare?" After speaking, a very lingering long kiss came.

After breakfast, the two parted ways in front of the bus stop, one went to apply for a model company, and the other went to Yangchuan Daily to apply.

……

In the evening, Xia Yao was lying on the railing by the river, looking at the clouds in the sky, and suddenly remembered a text "Fire Burning Clouds" in elementary school: the clouds in the sky burned from the west to the east, glowing red, as if the sky was burning. set fire.

In fact, she should have thought about it long ago. She didn't even handle their business when renting a house in Yangchuan, let alone applying for a job in Yangchuan Daily. She said that the treatment was the same as that of a newcomer, and she was willing to start from scratch, but the other interviewer still passed her, even though from an objective point of view, she felt that she was more suitable for the position than the other candidates.

When a little bit of starlight could be seen vaguely, Xia Yao sighed, took out her mobile phone and called a nearby online car-hailing car.While Xia Yao was waiting, she thought that if she saved a little, the savings would last a long time. By then, the book should be finished. After thinking about it, Xia Yao no longer bothered about finding a job, but was He composed words and sentences in his mind, thinking about persuading Song Xinci not to go to work.

Song Xinci was wandering in the park. The model agency had already hired her. On the bus returning, they suddenly sent a text message saying that the former model who had left the job had returned. I am sorry for wasting her time.

Song Xinci didn't want to go back, fearing that Xia Yao would be disappointed.I walked round and round on the gravel road in the park.

In the square on the other side of the park, there is a group of old men and women dancing in the square.

As the night fell, the neon lights began to flicker. After listening to the most dazzling national style for the third time, Song Xinci got up and slowly swayed back.

When Song Xinci arrived home, he saw Xia Yao sitting in the small courtyard in a daze.

Seeing that Song Xinci came back, Xia Yao smiled, shook the big cattail fan in her hand, pointed to the cut watermelon on the small table next to her, and said, "I just cut it open not long ago, it's quite sweet, eat some."

Song Xinci sat on a small stool, silently picked up a piece of watermelon, and no one mentioned the matter of finding a job.

After eating three pieces of watermelon, Song Xinci took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, looked at Xia Yao on the chair and said, "Sister Yao, I have an idea."

Xia Yao shook the recliner, feeling like an old man: "What idea?"

Song Xinci moved the small stool to Xia Yao's side, put his head on Xia Yao's lap, and said, "Buy a guitar, play and sing outside the square, wandering singer, what do you think?"

Xia Yao put one hand on Song Xinci's head and waved a fan with the other: "Xinci, actually, think about it, we are not particularly short of money, the rent of the last house will be refunded in a few days, and I still have a little salary Didn’t post it, plus those few manuscript fees, there are still 10,000+, I know you may not be used to this frugal life for a while, it will be better when I finish the book, this book signed a contract with the publishing house, Don't worry about not being able to publish it, when we get the manuscript fee, let's think about starting a small business, leisurely and leisurely, not knowing that old age is coming, isn't it beautiful."

Song Xinci got up and patted Xia Yao's thigh: "Sister Yao, you are a little bit energetic, you are so young, you want to live the life of an old man."

Xia Yao blinked: "It's not because I love you."

"How much love." Song Xinci said, with a smirk on his face, he picked up Xia Yao's legs and placed them on his body, slowly touching them up.

Xia Yao's ears were red, she held Song Xinci's hand, and reminded: "Xinci, this is the courtyard, if passers-by see it, it would be bad."

Song Xinci raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong with that, the yard is my yard, and the people are my people, neither stealing nor robbing."

Xia Yao glanced at Song Xinci, blushed and said, "Let's go inside."

Song Xinci suppressed a smirk, pretending not to understand, "Why are you in the house?"

Xia Yao tilted her head: "Whatever, go to sleep."

"Sleep has many meanings, too."

"literal meaning."

Song Xinci stood up, pulled Xia Yao up from the chair, and pushed Xia Yao into the room: "Okay, let me see what I understand, it is completely different from what you expressed."

Xia Yao turned her head to look at Song Xinci: "Xinci, you just said that you want to be a wandering singer, are you serious?"

"Of course it's serious." Song Xinci said, patting Xia Yao's leg: "Don't look at me, watch the road, be careful not to bump into the gate."

Xia Yao still looked at Song Xinci, and said seriously: "If I don't let you go, will you listen to me?"

"I am the backbone of our family, the pillar of our family, the pillar of our family, I have already thought about it, and I will go buy a guitar tomorrow morning." Song Xinci said, lifting Xia Yao's leg and stepping over the gate.

Xia Yao looked at the back of Song Xinci's head and said, "Xinci, didn't you say that you will always listen to me from now on?"

Song Xinci got up and pushed Xia Yao into the bedroom, turned on the light, and said, "Then it's up to you."

"Listen to me for everything you say, all, which means everything is included."

Song Xinci stopped, looked into Xia Yao's eyes, and said, "Well, I will listen to you, whether you want to sleep or not."

Xia Yao was shy and embarrassing, her voice was soft: "Do you want to sleep or not?"

"Look at you."

Song Xinci saw that Xia Yao's face was flushed, but he didn't say a word. He wrapped his arms around Xia Yao's waist, and whispered in Xia Yao's ear, "Look, you still have to listen to me."

Xia Yao hugged Song Xinci back with one hand, and the back of Song Xinci's head with the other, with a small voice: "Listen to you..."

The two embraced tightly, Song Xinci lightly bit Xia Yao's ear, sincerely and passionately kissed from ear to neck...

Xia Yao became short of breath, and naturally raised her right hand to lift off Song Xinci's clothes, her delicate palm prints ran on Song Xinci's smooth back, her left hand raised her little finger, and passed through Song Xinci's long hair...

The two hugged each other tightly, and fell down on the big soft bed...