Meet·Lijiang

The sun was shining all over the town, I was sitting on the side of the street, Xiao Yang's hands were very dark while repairing the car, but the smile on his face was clean and bright.I feel like it's heaven.

-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------- Zhuang Sheng's Travel Notes This night, Zhuang Zijing slept soundly without insomnia, No tossing and turning, no nightmares.The woman next to her seemed to give her some kind of spiritual comfort.This may be because when facing this difficult problem in life, in Yang Hui, Zhuang Zijing saw an aura that was so simple that it made people feel extremely happy.

Falling asleep next to such a simple and happy person, Zhuang Zijing also felt that she had let go of many things that were difficult to let go before.

When the morning light brightened the room through the thin curtains, Zhuang Zijing woke up and heard the noisy sounds from the street outside the window, and was surprised that she slept so soundly in such a noisy environment.And the people beside him didn't know when they got up and left, leaving only the cold blanket to accompany them.

Get up, then open the curtains, let the morning light shine into the house from the wooden carved panes, and the small room seems to become warmer.Zhuang Zijing opened the wooden door, stepped over the threshold and landed on the wooden corridor outside the house, leaning over the wooden railing to look at the small town in the morning.

The morning sun has climbed up the high hillside, and the bright light makes this quiet town full of vitality. People with backpacks are shuttling through the streets of the town, and the sounds of hawking and bargaining can be heard from time to time.All these things full of human fireworks spread out in this seemingly innocent town, like a vivid picture.

Downstairs, there are several stored motorcycles at the door of Xiao Yang's car dealership, and He Guibao is already repairing the car, while Yang Hui is eating a bowl of porridge and a piece of steamed bun, while shouting loudly at passers-by. greet you.

It could have been like this at the beginning of the day.Fresh and beautiful, simple and vivid.

Zhuang Zijing felt that she was moved again.Just for such an early morning, for such a small town.

When Yang Hui looked up at the sky, he saw Zhuang Zijing lying on the railing with a smile on her face. Her beautiful face was partially covered by her long lazy hair. The morning light fell on it, like a fairy.After being slightly shocked, Yang Hui tapped the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks, and then shouted upstairs: "Come down to eat when you wake up."

Zhuang Zijing nodded in response, and then walked along the wooden corridor to the other end, while Yang Hui's eyes followed her involuntarily—what a beautiful girl!It was a bit cool in the morning, and Zhuang Zijing added a loose light gray cardigan sweater to the white casual shirt with hollow lace, looking relaxed and a little lazy.

From Yang Hui's point of view, she has a really good figure, and she looks very cultivated in her gestures.After Zhuang Zijing disappeared at the end of the corridor, Yang Hui turned his eyes away, and then fell on his hands with half-rolled sleeves.

These skinny hands were rough from car repairs all the year round, and there were a few small pieces of sweet potatoes in the porridge in his hands.Some sauerkraut just picked up for dinner piled up in the corner of the rice bowl, muddying the color of the originally pretty porridge.She pondered for a moment, then raised her hand holding the bowl, lowered her head slightly, and took a sip of the porridge!

Yes, Zhuang Zijing and herself are people from two worlds.Yang Hui thought so.

When Zhuang Zijing appeared from the stairs, half of the porridge in Yang Hui's bowl was gone.She smiled at Zhuang Zijing in the morning light, with a bright face: "Eat quickly, or it will be cold."

This was the first time that Zhuang Zijing stood on the side of the street with her rice bowl in her hands, with her hair loose and only brushed a few times, eating sauerkraut porridge amidst people coming and going and shouting loudly.It felt a little unaccustomed, a little weird, and then a little joy emerged from the bottom of my heart.This is a wonderful feeling, unimaginable for so-called "white-collar workers" who go to high-end office buildings all day long, eat chicken burgers as supper and go to work desperately, and keep their shirts and suits neat.

Yang Hui looked at Zhuang Zijing and smiled: "If you just add sauerkraut to the porridge, I can keep you forever."

Zhuang Zijing raised her eyebrows: "You don't just keep your figure like this, do you?"

Yang Hui looked down at his thin figure, then wiped his sleeves higher, and then waved at Zhuang Zijing with a bowl in his hand: "I have muscles! I got them from car repair, not from skipping meals. "

Zhuang Zijing looked at Yang Hui's white arm that was exposed by pulling up his sleeve, and poked it with the tip of the chopsticks: "It's not much."

The two were chatting when an old lady in plain clothes came over with a pannier on her back and called out loudly from a distance: "Xiao Yang."

"Hey, where is aunt going to the street?" Yang Hui greeted aunt with a sunny smile on his face.

The aunt quickly came over, put down the basket, and took out a half-filled snakeskin bag from it, and handed it to Yang Hui: "The walnuts grown on my own mountain. It tastes good, I'll bring you to taste."

"How embarrassing." Yang smiled back, but did not refuse. She seemed to be used to this kind of gift.

The aunt patted Yang Hui's hand: "Don't be so polite, my old man's tricycle broke down last time, and there was no money to pay for it at that time, so you repaired it anyway. You have good skills and people, if you didn't take that The tricycle has been repaired, and our walnuts can’t be pulled down from the mountain to sell.”

Yang Hui chatted with the aunt again, but they were talking about the harvest on the mountain. After the aunt left, Zhuang Zijing had already finished her meal, so she followed Yang Hui's example and knocked on a small bowl, and went to Yang Hui. He joked in his ear: "This business is profitable, you can exchange half a bag of walnuts for a car repair."

Yang Hui became serious: "Of course repairing the car is not to exchange for walnuts. If you can help others, you can help them. If everyone helps each other, life will be easier, and the way will be wider. Otherwise, you will think that I am a foreigner with no relatives." How can I settle down and take root in this place without a reason? It depends on doing business with conscience, and being a person with conscience.”

Zhuang Zijing nodded silently.

After breakfast, the number of car repairers and car buyers increased. Yang Hui immediately went to work, changing oil, filling gas, changing tires, repairing circuits, checking oil circuits... a tire was broken Customers on the road called for help, and He Guibao hurried out on a motorcycle for emergency treatment.

Zhuang Zijing couldn't help, so she pulled a small wooden stool and sat aside.

The sky is very blue, with occasional white clouds floating in it. The mountain, which was only outlined in the moonlight last night, seems to have woken up at this time, and it is green and majestic guarding the suddenly noisy town.A villager who went to the street with a basket on his back greeted Yang Hui when he passed Xiaoyang's car dealership, and then took out an old yellow pumpkin from the basket and put it in front of the shop before walking towards the market.And another grandma put half a bag of dried wild mushrooms at the door of the store...

Yang Hui was very busy while repairing the car and saying hello to the acquaintances who came and went.Zhuang Zijing couldn't sit still, so she squatted beside Yang Hui, "I'll learn how to repair cars from you."

Yang Hui smiled and said yes, "But you'd better go change your clothes." After she finished speaking, she pointed to the warehouse on the second floor: "There are work clothes in there, you can pick them yourself."

There are a lot of clothes in the warehouse on the second floor, basically sent by suppliers, all with the name of the manufacturer printed, there are long-sleeved, short-sleeved, and cotton-padded clothes.Zhuang Zijing picked out a set of brown overalls that were the same style as Yang Hui's and went downstairs.Yang Hui turned his head to look, and then he laughed: "You still don't look like a car repairer wearing this, but it looks pretty."

Zhuang Zijing straightened her clothes: "Then what can I do?"

Yang Hui took the wrench and tightened the fixing screws on the rear axle: "Collect money, give gifts, and refuel!" After finishing speaking, he threw the wrench from his hand, took off the black backpack for collecting money, and handed it to Zhuang Zijing.

Zhuang Zijing took the bag a little unexpectedly: "You really want me to collect the money?"

Yang Hui laughed: "You don't have a backpack, you are wearing the work clothes you just changed, anyway, at night, all the money on you is mine, I am not afraid that you will use my money to buy delicious food! But you If you really want to buy it, remember to buy some for me."

Zhuang Zijing also laughed: "I won't let you search at night!"

The two were talking happily. The guest next to him looked at Zhuang Zijing several times, and then asked Yang Hui curiously: "Boss Yang, where did you find such a beautiful girl?"

"My sister." Yang Hui said, and then yelled at Zhuang Zijing, "Zijing, bring a tissue to Daddy, the tissue is piled up at the very end."

Zhuang Zijing quickly got into work, following Yang Hui's instructions, collecting money for change, giving customers a roll of paper, and giving customers a big bag of washing powder. When she had nothing to do, she squatted next to Yang Hui to watch her repair the car. , while repairing, Yang Hui took the trouble to tell Zhuang Zijing what this was and what that was, what happened to the customer's car, and how to fix it...

When I was a little free, it was past one o'clock in the afternoon, and my aunt hurriedly set the table and served the food. The four of them ate quickly at the pace of combat!

After dinner, Yang Hui continued to repair a car that a customer left in front of the shop waiting for repairs. Zhuang Zijing squatted beside him and asked, "Is it so busy every day?"

"I'm so busy every day, can't I be exhausted?!" She removed the fuel tank and was about to check the engine. The car was burning oil: "When it comes to rushing to the street, there are a lot of people, and the business is also very good. It's a bit busy. Come on, but normally, you won’t be so tired, you can repair three or five cars a day, it’s relatively free.”

"How often do you go to the street?" Zhuang Zijing said while helping Yang Hui retrieve a screw that had just been accidentally dropped.

"Once in ten days."

The busyness lasted until after four o'clock in the afternoon. The people rushing to the street gradually dispersed, and the noisy town became a little quieter, and there were a lot fewer people in front of the gate.Yang Hui threw the last car to He Guibaoxiu, and then took Zhuang Zijing to the bank to save money.

Zhuang Zijing handed the bag to Yang Hui: "I sold two two-wheelers and one three-wheeler, and repaired twelve cars, a total of 34820. The business is good, Boss Yang."

Yang Hui's eyes sparkled: "Hey, it's really a good day! It's your credit. Treat you to something delicious tonight."

"What's delicious?"

"Lollipop?"

"cut."

"Marshmallow?"

"boring."

"I have no other choice. I can only treat you with the best things. That is, my uncle cooks a piece of fish for you." Yang Hui's expression was a little exaggerated, as if he had made a huge sacrifice.

Zhuang Zijing laughed loudly: "I'm looking forward to it!"

But when the two bought the fish back and Yang Hui was about to cook, Zhuang Zijing stopped Yang Hui again: "I'm just kidding, you've been tired all day, you should rest."

"Ke and Aunt aren't very good at handling fish," Yang Hui said.

Zhuang Zijing simply pulled Yang Hui back, and then snatched the fish in her hand: "I will."

Yang Hui looked at Zhuang Zijing's back as she walked towards the kitchen, and said with a happy smile, "That's really great. Why don't you just stay with me, and I'll give you wages."