Chapter 667 Yellow Earth

In the past two weeks, Tian Xiaoxia's mood was a little disturbed. When she first saw Shaoping, she felt strange and shocked, and couldn't care less about what to say! Yes, Sun Shaoping had changed so much that she could barely recognize him. It wasn't that his appearance had changed—it had, but the main change wasn't his appearance.

He is still as melancholy as he was in middle school, and his clothes are as tattered as at that time; but, unlike in the past, he has begun to live independently, think independently, and has chosen a difficult road of struggle.

To be honest, although she used to look at this man differently and thought there were many unusual things in him, after going to college, she seemed to believe that Sun Shaoping would not escape the fate of most rural students: to build a family and have children , Enjoy yourself in the vast world.

Now that the rural policy is lenient, people like Shaoping must be outstanding figures among the farmers, and they may become rich and become the "leading households" that the villagers envy. I remember that when she graduated from high school, she also told him that she hoped that he would never become a secular farmer, talking about food, wearing a bag on his shoulder, and looking at buying a cheap piglet on Shigejie Street. ...

For this reason, during the two years when Shaoping returned to the village, she kept sending him books and tried her best to remind him not to lose his lofty ideals... Later, she gradually realized that real life is cruel... Despite Tian Xiaoxia's inference Sun Shaoping's future destiny has been determined, but because of the deep friendship in middle school, she is not ready to sever contact with Shaoping after she goes to university.

It's just that after she wrote to him a year ago, he didn't write back to her again, and she seemed to feel some kind of relief amidst the regret. She will never forget this childhood friend in her life; but she knows that she may not even meet him again in the years to come, at best, it is only a former friend who left a deep impression on her memory...

But this unexpected reunion let Tian Xiaoxia know from his conversation that this is a person who has a unique understanding of life. For this reason, she is looking forward to this meeting even more. The last time I spoke was too short , was not enough to see his changes clearly, Tian Xiaoxia secretly expected Sun Shaoping to bring her more surprises.

For this reason, at five o'clock in the afternoon, she came here early to wait, even secretly lying on the broken window of the cave, peeking inside like a thief, she wanted to know the current living environment of Shaoping.

Although the cave dwelling was dilapidated, it was clean and tidy inside, completely different from the mess she saw when she went to the boys' dormitory at school, and even more different from the result of her observations at the construction site of the job hunters these days.

The quilt covered with patches on the kang was neatly folded, and there was an old table near the window, on which were several books, the top one being The Gadfly by Irish female writer Voynich, which tells The life of Gadfly, an Italian revolutionary, I heard him mention it when we met last time, and I borrowed it from Teacher Jia Bing.

There are still some manuscript papers under the book, and some words can be vaguely seen. His handwriting seems to be much better than when he was in high school, and it seems that he has practiced a lot after returning home.

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There are two chairs in front of the desk, and there are simple kitchen utensils beside it. Does he usually cook by himself? Maybe next time you can bring a la carte and cook with him? Tian Xiaoxia looked at her watch. It seemed that it was too late to go grocery shopping now, which made her a little regretful.

But this regret didn't last long. After a while, the person she was waiting for came back, dressed in a tattered job hunter, with some cooked food and vegetables in his hand.

It seemed that the two of us wanted to go together, Tian Xiaoxia was full of joy, and hurried up to meet her, Shen Long smiled and handed her the things in his hand,

Then take the key to open the door, "If you come a little later, I can go back and pack up and change into clothes that don't suit my status, but this is purely for politeness reasons!"

Tian Xiaoxia liked the humor of this sentence, and shook the steamed bun in her hand, "I'm going to cook, let's eat first!"

"Let me do it." Shen Long lit the fire and started cooking. There was a bit of fireworks in the cave, and Tian Xiaoxia was not idle, she squatted in the corner to help light the fire, and asked him about the recent situation from time to time.

"Sometimes I think no matter how powerful a writer is, he can't write the original charm of life..." Shen Long told the story of radish flower and Lingxiang, "only life itself can create this kind of strong emotion, Any words pale in front of this."

Tian Xiaoxia was also moved by this story. Although the school is still strictly guarding against falling in love, some of her classmates still talk secretly. They are all young boys and girls in their prime, and how many of them can stand love? What about the temptation? Among them, there are many who are heartbroken and want to die because of broken love.

But compared with radish flowers, their feelings seem a little light. This is love. No matter what social class they are in, no matter whether they are educated or not, love can always give birth to beautiful and sad flowers.

"You can observe this and convey it to me in such vivid language. I think you already have the potential to become a writer." Tian Xiaoxia commented. At this time, she didn't think that after becoming a writer, he could improve Due to her social status, she can walk on the street with herself openly, she just exudes pure emotion.

"The Loess Plateau has accumulated hardships and pains for thousands of years, and it has also produced countless memorable stories. If you can grow up in this environment, if you can experience these, you have the potential to become a writer." Shen Long smiled Answered, and put the food into a bowl in a hurry, "Actually, I really wrote something, please help me to read it after dinner."

"Really?!" Tian Xiaoxia stood up excitedly, and asked repeatedly, "Where is it? What is it written in? I want to read it now!"

"It's on the table, under the book! I just wrote the beginning, it looks fine, don't laugh at me for a while!" Shen Long pointed to the table and said, "Oh, it's a bit dark in the cave, and I haven't opened it yet. Electric wire, light the oil lamp!"

"Just listen to what you said just now, the writing is definitely not bad." Tian Xiaoxia walked to the desk, came back, took a burning stick from the stove hole and lit the oil lamp.

With the flickering light of the oil lamp, I took out the manuscript paper that was pressed under the book, flipped through it, and found that I had written about three or four pages with two thousand words, which seemed to be a novel.

Sit down and turn to the first page again, only to see the name of this novel written on the top of the manuscript paper - "Yellow Earth"!