Mid-Levels Farm

The days in the mountains are long and there is no sound.

A low and rhythmic male voice came from the earplugs with excellent sound effects, and he was reading a poem in a foreign language, but the air was filled with the smell of bacon mixed with wine and various spices.Sheng Wuyu never thought in his life that he would have the time to listen to foreign poetry while watching people stuffing sausages.

He was sitting on the porch half reclining on the deck chair, holding a book in his hand, looking into the patio under the porch.The semi-transparent sausage casings were hung under the clothesline in the air. Xuan Xiaodong put the mixed minced meat on the patio, then took a funnel and inserted it, and slowly poured the minced meat into the intestines.

There are still all kinds of dried vegetables, corn, sausages, cured fish, and bacon hanging in the yard. Yes, it is a good harvest season.

He stared at Xuan Xiaodong and focused on filling the sausage. This is an extremely diligent person. He has slender limbs, but he doesn't look cramped at all when sitting on the stool, because his every move is calm and light, and he lifts the weight as if it were light.On weekdays, others would find it hard and tiring to do farming work, but he does it with quick hands and feet and a calm expression. Watching him work is very in line with the obsessive-compulsive disorder of perfectionists.

He works very hard every day, planting saplings on the mountain, watering the medicine garden, tidying up the vegetable field, drying corn and vegetables, drying herbs, preparing three meals, and cleaning up the housework. It looks like he's doing something he likes very much.He can concentrate on doing a very boring thing to others, without arrogance or impetuosity, neither rush nor rush.

This is in line with the characteristics of his former sniper. After all, the most precious quality of a sniper is patience, waiting for a long time just to hit a sure hit.

Sheng Wuyu stared at it for too long, and Xuan Xiaodong finally raised his head with his red ears in the presence of his eyes, took off his gloves, turned around and went to the kitchen refrigerator, took a pot of sweet soup and put it on his reclining chair On the table next to him, he took a glass and poured it for him.

Sheng Wuyu took off his earphones, looked at the sweet soup and asked, "What is this?"

Xuan Xiaodong said: "Perilla tangerine peel water, mixed with some rock sugar, to treat the temperature - I heard you sneezing this morning."

Sheng Wuyu took it and took a few sips, and it tasted good. He has long been used to Xuan Xiaodong often making some weird soups for him.Sometimes it is boiled yam water with white kidney beans for digestion, and sometimes it is mung bean soup.Sometimes honeysuckle and wild chrysanthemums are blended with lilies, and sometimes it is green bamboo leaves and mint leaf tea. In short, he can always say what it is used for.

But there is no doubt that after living here for more than a month, his body has indeed begun to recover.

This is a subtle change. His appetite gradually increased, and he was no longer so dispensable to meals, and his depressed mood that appeared from time to time was no longer there, and he was replaced by a lot of free time. Quiet time, which made him relax, and he rarely felt anxious anymore.

Before that, his time was filled with work and drugs, and three meals were just tasks that needed to be completed. Every day was divided into countless fragments by countless documents, meetings and meetings.

Now he actually has a lot of free time to do things that he hasn't done for a long time, such as writing some random thoughts, recalling some past events, and doing things that he hasn't had time to do for a long time.He can sleep when he wants to sleep, and eat when he wants to. He also has a very good friend who can cook.

It's really wonderful, Sheng Wuyu thought in a relaxed way, and unconsciously his eyes fell on Xuan Xiaodong again.He has already stuffed the sausages with the minced meat that he mixed today, and he is putting the dried vegetables that are almost dried out into the drying rack, and then he carried them out and put them on the roof of the roof at the back. He said hello again, and went Collect medicine in the medicine garden.

The phone rang, and he saw that it was Shi Jiqing. She hadn't been looking for him for anything serious these days, so she connected the phone.

Shi Jiqing has long been used to speaking with his boss and must get to the point in the first three sentences: "Boss, I will send you a contract tomorrow, and the contract with country K is basically settled before, and you must sign it yourself .”

He responded casually: "Okay, don't you have to worry about the child? It's okay to let Xiao Gao bring it over."

Shi Jiqing said: "It's okay, I've been weaned, my wife can take the baby with me. There are some changes to the terms that need to be reported to you in person, and last time I got a lot of gifts from Mr. Xuan and didn't return them. I saw a set of super sharp ones when I went abroad a few days ago I happened to bring the knife to Mr. Xuan."

Sheng Wuyu nodded: "He should like it very much."

Shi Jiqing smiled: "Yes, it is said that many people who do food live broadcasts like that set of knives, so I will see the boss tomorrow."

Sheng Wuyu hung up the phone, looked at the sky, and decided to go out for a walk, and stop by to see Xuan Xiaodong's medicine garden.

Xuan Xiaodong’s medicine garden is a plastic shed built in the shade behind the mountain, and there is also a glass sun room inside, where a lot of common medicinal herbs are planted according to their habits, and most of them are edible. As for diet therapy, he even ate a cactus scrambled egg, which tasted very good. It is said that the anti-inflammatory effect is top-notch. For this, he has a lot of books on planting herbs of this kind on his bookshelf. It can be seen that he is sincerely thinking about it. Love this job of growing and cooking.

Sheng Wuyu drove the wheelchair across the mountain road and entered the entrance of the medicine garden, but suddenly heard a voice from inside, and he stopped the wheelchair expressionlessly.

"I didn't know what Yiyu did, and I went to find Yiyu afterwards... He actually wanted to compensate you in this way, but the method was useless. I apologize to you on his behalf."

Through the transparent plastic strip hanging down from the greenhouse, Sheng Wuyu saw Lin Yijin, who was wearing a lead gray windbreaker inside, standing there talking to Xuan Xiaodong.

Xuan Xiaodong said: "Lin Yijin." He called the other person's name, but suddenly fell silent. There have been many years between them, when was the last time he was called by his name?He was speechless for a while.Taking over the barren hills on which he depends is not so much to compensate him as to control him. Everyone knows this well, and it is also in line with the Lin family's usual style. He feels that there is no need to entangle in these details.

Lin Yijin was also silent.

Green and green medicinal herbs hang down beside him, some of which have seeds, transparent as green teardrops.

Xuan Xiaodong said after a long time: "Don't come to me again, it doesn't matter if you or Lin Yiyu, I have nothing to do with your Lin family."

Lin Yijin said after a while: "Isn't it okay to be friends? I feel ashamed of you, at least I can accept some compensation."

Xuan Xiaodong said: "When I see you, I think of a lot of unhappiness. The Lin family raised me until I was an adult, but I think it would be better for both of us if we no longer communicate."

Lin Yijin stared at Xuan Xiaodong, the other party had always been not good at words, but at this moment the words to reject him were so firm, but this was also expected by him.

Lin Yijin said: "I work in Jinghai College of Arts and Sciences. I don't participate in the company affairs of the Lin family at all. Your brother should inherit it. I think your mother should be happy to see this. Now that I'm with you, there should be more resistance. It’s much less in the past, and I’ve changed a lot from before, since you’re still single, why don’t you think about it? Just start with being friends, I’m willing to start from scratch, just need you to give me a chance.”

Xuan Xiaodong hesitated for a while: "Lin Yijin." He organized his thoughts and wanted to seriously resolve this matter.

"When I first left Lin's house, I had nowhere to go, so I found a job delivering food."

Lin Yijin's eyes showed distress.

Xuan Xiaodong continued: "I'm young, and I was doing pretty well. I ran hard every day and earned more than 1 yuan a month. Although it was still not enough to go back to school, I should have been able to get a loan, finish high school, and take the college entrance examination."

Lin Yijin didn't speak. He had a premonition that what he heard next would not be a good story. After all, he was in that high school in the end, but he never saw Xuan Xiaodong return to school.

Xuan Xiaodong's expression was still very calm: "But one day I went out to deliver, and when I came back, I found that the motorcycle I just bought and all the deliveries on the car were gone."

Lin Yijin felt a rush of heat rushing up her throat, her chest heaved and she couldn't speak.

Xuan Xiaodong said: "This would happen from time to time... I reported the case and went back to the company. The company told me that I was fired. The boss looked at me pitifully and told me that all the big food delivery companies in Jinghai had received the notice. Don't hire me again, let me change places."

"I went back to the group room I was renting, and soon my grandpa found me. He never said how he found me, but that's all I experienced when I left the Lin family."

Lin Yijin's eyes were red: "I'm sorry... Please let me make it up to you, I promise this time, I can give you a good marriage and family, as long as you give me a chance."

Xuan Xiaodong looked calm: "No, Lin Yijin, I just want to tell you that after so many years, I realized that I treated you that way at that time because I could only please you so that I could live a more comfortable life. And you treat me Well, I was flattered, and I had the illusion that I really liked you, but I didn't. It was just that at that time, only by accepting your liking, could I have a better life. "

"After that... your father, my mother, can easily make me have a bad life. I was punished for accepting your liking and liking you."

"This made me, many years later, very eager to enter a marriage and to have a family of my own."

"It is difficult for children with normal families to understand this desire, the desire for a complete family of their own. Many successful people come from single-parent families. Divorce is too normal in today's society. We should face up to our imperfections , but I don’t know what other successful people are like, I only know the desire for a complete family in my heart, and I may pursue it all my life until I organize my own family, but it can’t make up for the shortcomings in my heart.”

"As for what is a complete home of your own?"

"For me, it's probably a person who can relax, run barefoot on the floor, go to the kitchen refrigerator to find something to eat at any time, drink soup loudly, and boldly say what I want to eat, what I want What, what do you want to buy, no matter what you want to do, your parents dislike you but tolerate you, and always dote on you, and tolerate you without principle... It’s almost like this. For many children, it’s a natural thing, and it’s easy to get.”

"I don't live in the fear that if I don't obey the rules, I might be sent away all the time, like a cockroach shaking its tentacles all the time, greedy for the food I found by chance, knowing in my heart that I don't deserve to have light and warmth, so You can only cringe in the corner humbly, and once someone gives you a little kindness, you will get closer eagerly, even if you are ordered to do something, it will make people feel that you are not ignored by others, but needed by others. "

Xuan Xiaodong looked at Lin Yijin: "That's it, as long as I'm with you, I may have to return to this kind of family life again. My biological mother is your stepmother, and my younger brothers and sisters are just like you. Brothers and sisters in blood. This objective fact has already been decided. As long as I am with you, I have to face those uncomfortable, strange eyes, and complicated family relationships. I still have to face the reproaches from your closest relatives.”

"It's too tiring, I don't want to. Lin Yijin, since you appeared in front of me again a few days ago, I have seriously thought about the future with you. I haven't been at peace these days. The conclusion is that I don't want to go back to that kind of situation again." In life."

"It's not what I want to form a family with you. I just want to live freely and freely. Therefore, I don't even want to face the troubles caused by being friends with you. In other words, I hope that in this life For the rest of my life, I will no longer have anything to do with the Lin family, because it will remind me of those days when I was waiting for the leftovers like cockroaches. We'd better make a clean break and never see each other. I hope I made it clear enough that you can understand Yet?"

Lin Yijin trembled in his heart, and looked at Xuan Xiaodong, who had sincere eyes and a calm expression. He never expected that today he just came here to apologize and fight for a chance to be friends, but in the end he got such a frank and clear rejection.

It was too clear and too solemn, so that he knew that those sweet words could no longer impress the other party. The past feelings and future promises were so thin in their complicated relationship.He clearly understood the meaning of the other party. Xuan Xiaodong had grown up in pain. He had gone through the thorny field alone and understood what he wanted. He no longer needed Lin Yijin. Lin Yijin was just trouble for him now. .

Despair welled up in his heart, at this moment he couldn't think of anything he could have to impress and convince Xuan Xiaodong.

Xuan Xiaodong left the medicine garden and left Lin Yijin there alone. He knew that the other party was aloof, and it would be difficult for him to accept such rejection, but he spoke his mind in one breath, and he felt a lot more relaxed.

After all, these days, he has been troubled by Lin Yijin's reappearance every day. He pondered these words in his heart for many days before he figured it out. The people and things in the past will be entangled like a nightmare again.

He has nothing, but at least he has freedom. His longing for family is no longer as anxious as when he was young and ignorant. Now he feels that it is good to be alone.

When he returned to the courtyard, everything was as usual, except for the faint sound of music coming from Sheng Wuyu's room opposite.

He took the thick and emerald green cactus leaves he picked in his hand to the kitchen, washed them, threw them into the juicer to squeeze out the juice, mixed a little rock sugar, then poured them into a cold water jug, added some ice cubes, and got He took a pot of dark blue drink, tasted it himself first, and felt that the taste was good, so he carried it to Sheng Wuyu's room.

As soon as he opened the door, he heard Sheng Wuyu reading poems in a low voice—the effect was really good, because he was actually holding a small microphone and placed it in front of the table, and he was slowly reciting foreign poems in harmony with the music.

He didn't want to disturb, so he put the cold water jug ​​containing cactus juice beside the desk, poured the glass lightly, saw Sheng Wuyu stop, and felt a little guilty: "I'm sorry to bother you, go ahead, this is cactus juice, and it's also good for the stomach. Good, drink some."

Sheng Wuyu smiled and said, "Thank you, I just got thirsty after reading for a while, just right." He picked it up and took a sip, watching Xuan Xiaodong curiously look at the foreign language book in front of him, and turned over the cover with a smile: "I I see that you also have Yeats' collection of poems, this is Yeats's "He Asked for the Brocade of Heaven."

Xuan Xiaodong suddenly realized: "Ah, so it's this song. It turns out that the foreign language reads so nicely. Do you often recite it?" The equipment is so complete.

Sheng Wuyu nodded and smiled: "This is a basic skill. Language is an art. The most important basic skill in diplomacy is eloquence. How to make the same words more concise, more beautiful, and more acceptable to the other party is very important. Art. To learn the rhythm and rhythm of a foreign language in depth, it is easier to start with reciting."

Xuan Xiaodong was surprised: "Does the China Foreign Affairs University learn these things?"

Sheng Wuyu smiled: "Of course not, I personally conduct some training in this area in order to do better."

Xuan Xiaodong admired it slightly, and looked down at the poem: "This poem is very short..."

Sheng Wuyu said: "There is a translation version of this poem that is quite popular, 'If there is a brocade in heaven, I would like to pave the ground for you, inlaid with gold and inlaid with silver, weaving light and dark day and night...'"

Xuan Xiaodong was shocked by his voice. The microphone with excellent effect amplified the clear and magnetic voice, as if a person was expressing affectionately in his ear, and the voice was soft as if gently touching his heart. Fuck, when he read "My Dream Can't Be Broken", he was even slightly substituted into that scene, and he felt that Sheng Wuyu's eyes seemed to have a heartbreaking light.

For the first time he found this poem so beautiful.

Sheng Wuyu turned his head to look at Xuan Xiaodong's as if shocked expression, and smiled inwardly.

I used to practice reciting, and my classmates often joked that "when a grand talent recites, his ears will become pregnant."

In fact, he hasn't practiced this for a long time. After resigning, he devoted himself to company affairs. In addition, foreign affairs have been far away from him. These former hobbies have become unnecessary secondary affairs.

But when he saw Xuan Xiaodong's monologue to his ex-boyfriend just now, he suddenly thought of this poem.

Some people have nothing and can only weave dreams to offer to each other, but some people don’t cherish it, they don’t see the delicate and pure feelings behind the other’s nothing, it is a gorgeous and easily destroyed thing, obviously Lin Yijin has lost these forever .