Salt Xiao Fulang

Chapter 14

The two got off the bed in a hurry, Xiaochun went to the main room to bring a big basin, spread a layer of oilcloth on the bed, and then put the basin on top.

Even so, the big hole in the roof combined with the strong wind still made the house full of raindrops.

Song Xu and Xiaochun temporarily avoided the main room, but suddenly remembered that the roof of the kitchen seemed to have been broken before...

I hurried over to see that half of the stove had been washed by pure natural and pollution-free rainwater. Fortunately, the corner of the noodle bag was covered by firewood, so there was no harm.

The rest of the rice noodles are in the cellar, don't worry about it for now.After Xiao Chun went down to put away her things, she could only wrap herself in the same quilt with Song Xu and sit at the dining table temporarily.

The stove was flooded, the rain was dripping, and changing clothes was of no avail. The two of them could only sit and wait for dawn.

Song Xu: "It's all my fault... In our place, there is a song that can describe the current situation."

Xiaochun: "There are also songs about rain?"

Song Xu: "Yes, to be precise, it's a song about being betrayed by the girl you love..."

"Ah!" Xiaochun showed a sympathetic expression: "It's too miserable."

Song Xu pondered for a while, pretended to be Dehua, and sang affectionately: "I'm ~waiting~ for a girl...or...what kind of bitterness...a relationship..."

Xiaochun: "???"

Song Xu almost forgot the lyrics, but pretended nothing happened and sang vaguely until the chorus, and finally regained his spirits.

"The cold icy rain slapped randomly on the face~ the warm tears and the cold rain-hahahaha..."

Xiaochun was stunned for a moment, and then laughed for some reason.The two of them hugged each other like idiots and giggled in the middle of the night when they were beaten by raindrops.

Song Xu took a deep breath: "I don't remember the lyrics very much. This is also an old song for me. Unfortunately, I may never remember the real lyrics."

"Then why don't you sing me something you remember?" Xiaochun said after thinking about it.

He thought Song Xu's singing was so beautiful, he had never heard such a song, and he didn't know that Song Xu could make such a moving voice.

Song Xu thought for a while, squeezed the soft flesh around Xiaochun's waist under the quilt, and said with a smirk, "Okay, I know quite a few songs, but what do you get in exchange for ordering songs?"

Xiaochun: "... I still need to change it, then, then you can sing it a few more times, and I will sing it to you after I learn it."

His eyes were so bright that Song Xu almost wanted to kiss him.He thought for a while: "Let me sing you an English song. I like it very much, and the lyrics are very suitable for you. Oh, English is what the foreigners across the sea say. In my place, everyone is more or less Or understand a little less."

Xiaochun nodded, Song Xu cleared his throat and began to sing.

In such a night, her voice was hoarse and full-bodied, but it seemed gentle and lingering.

"I really wanna stop, But I just gotta tasteforit"

"IfeellikeIcouldflywiththeballonthemoon"

"Sohoney hold my hand you like making me wait for it"

…………

"I really really really really really really really like you"

"And I want you, do you want me, do you want me, too"

……

The fine rainwater hit the ground like dancing drums.

The mist was steaming, Xiaochun listened intently, and there was a bit of affection in his eyes.

There is nothing better than a love song to express love. Even if Xiaochun can't understand the lyrics, she seems to know what he is singing.

Song Xu stretched out his hand and tapped on the table lightly to beat himself, Xiaochun imitated him and slapped lightly.

After singing one song, Song Xu said softly: "The lyrics in the middle mean, I really really really like you..."

Xiaochun's ears turned red all of a sudden, and after a while, he finally said: "I, then I like you too..."

Song Xu couldn't bear it, pulled him closer, and took a wet, somewhat embarrassing kiss.

The raindrops hit Xiaochun's bangs, and the water merged into a drop on the tip of her hair, which seemed to be warm and soft.Song Xu stretched out his hand and brushed it away, as if the tip of his heart was soaked in this bit of coolness.

With a hoarse voice, he leaned forward like a breath: "From then on, I will sing you a song every day..."

Xiaochun's eyes were red, Song Xu bit her lip, and said vaguely: "...then I, every day, like you."

***

In the wrong place, the kiss ends.

Song Xu became excited, since he couldn't sleep that night anyway, he began to sing some weird songs.

He is a cutout and painter, and he can't wait to play a messy radio playlist 48 hours a day, Chinese, English, Japanese, Korean, new songs, old songs, popular classics, he listens to everything, and now he is playing it casually, singing casually is a classic melody , bluffed Xiaochun for a moment.

He grabbed a handful of chopsticks and asked Xiaochun to beat the rhythm for him. After a few fast songs, he could teach them as soon as he taught them, and he had a good sense of rhythm.

Xiaochun also tapped out the fun, his hands gradually picked up speed, and he was able to draw inferences from one instance and make some changes.

There is love, freedom, frustration and pursuit in the song.Xiaochun never knew that there were so many things to say and sing. After all, in his cognition, many emotions could not be expressed.

Song Xu likes likes at every turn, he is already very careless.

"You have such a sense of rhythm, you are a natural drummer." Song Xu sighed, "And your high-level looks... I have a premonition that if you go to our place, wear a leather jacket, sit in front of the drum set, and feel cold If you have a burst solo, the little girls in the audience may scream and throw you down on the stage to stack arhats."

Xiaochun: "...I can also like little girls?"

"No!" Song Xu was vigilant, and secretly scolded himself for not being able to speak: "Ahem, little girls can like you, but you can't like little girls... Wow!"

Seeing Xiaochun holding back his laughter, Song Xu came to his senses, and scolded with a smile: "I've learned so badly so quickly, it seems that I, the teacher, taught well!"

"Brother Xu... Is there no one like Caixiu in your place?"

Song Xu was in a daze: "There must be... there are. No matter where or in what era, there are always some people who are not doing well, beyond our imagination."

"Even if you can sing whether you love it or not, hate it or not..."

"Yes. There is always suffering that cannot be sung."

Caixiu only said two things in the teahouse today.I briefly described my experience, and introduced a shop that an acquaintance wanted to sell.

The location of that shop was not very good, and it was not snatched by Qian Sangou, so the price was right.

It is said that the owner of the store is too old, and the younger generation wants to take him back to the village to support him. As long as the shop can be resold at a suitable price, the old man has no other requirements.

Caixiu used to live in the same alley as the old man, and remembered that Song Xu seemed to be setting up a stall for business, so she came to ask for ideas.

But Song Xu's attention was completely absorbed by her previous words.

Caixiu's life experience is pitiful, but she doesn't seem to feel that she is pitiful. Her narration is calm and dry.

She was an orphan who wandered in Chunyang County until she was five years old, and was picked up by the old bustard of Chunfenglou to raise her.

The ones with no problem in material life are the listed ones. They are little girls who still don’t have enough to eat and wear warm clothes. They do heavy sweeping work every day, until they are 12 years old and faintly grow some beautiful outlines.

The old bustard began to educate her personally, teaching her some popular skills of women, embroidery, singing, and various dances.

After two years of peace, the girl has just grown up, with a beautiful face different from that of the country people, and a simple temperament that is not familiar with the world, attracting guests to flock to her.

That year, the bustard named her "Caixiu".

The tragic life of "Caixiu" kicked off like this.

"I have been listed for one year, and I have 80 taels of savings. At that time, I didn't have any guests staying overnight, and I gradually became proud. I felt that I was different from others, and maybe I could have a good home."

Caixiu had a cowardly smile when she told the story, as if she was talking about trivial things that couldn't be more normal.

"That year I met a scholar. He came to see me every day and promised to take me away to be his wife. I was very happy. Later, he stopped coming. When I was old, it was time for me to stay overnight. But I always thought he I would take me away, but I refused to entrust my body to others. I was too stupid to pick up the guests after being beaten up."

After that, she completely forgot about her innocence, so she had to be able to deal with the golden guests and become a well-known oiran in the county.

Qian Sangou changed all that.

"At that time, Qian Sangou was still a child. He was two years younger than me. He came to Chunyang County with his family to play. When he got interested, he went to the brothel to play. We all watched his jokes on the third floor. He took a fancy to me. He said he wanted me to accompany the guests, but I thought he was joking, so I didn’t agree. I didn’t expect that he would take revenge at a young age, and the next day he found a group of big men to insult me. The old bustard was afraid of trouble, so he just asked me not to accept guests recently, and to rest for a while.”

Caixiu thought for a while, then said in a daze: "During the cultivation period, the bustard didn't care about my food and clothing, and spent the money I had saved on taking medicine to recuperate my wounds. I had no one to take care of me in the building, and the handyman skimped on deductions, and my sisters were jealous. It didn't take two months. The money was spent. I wanted to continue receiving customers, but I found out that I was pregnant with a baby."

The brothel will let the girls take the avoiding child soup, Caixiu's child is naturally the result of insult, but Caixiu feels lucky, she is looking forward to this child very much.

Who knew that Qian Sangou had a vicious heart, and after hearing about this incident, he sent his servants to come to Chunyang County and beat Caixiu alive until she had a miscarriage.

Caixiu could no longer bear children, and her body was getting weaker and weaker. Seeing that she couldn't survive, the old bust felt pity for her and asked her to stay in the building to serve tea and water.

In the past, the oiran was reduced to this point, and some people made trouble. Caixiu's life was sad, but she still survived.

His face fades easily, and 20 years later, Qian Sangou came to Chunyang County to settle down again. The first thing he did was to redeem Caixiu from the building and place him in a broken house he bought.

"He said he didn't want to live in vain, but he had to pay rent. I thought he was getting better, but I didn't know. Good people may get better, and bad people will only get worse."

Qian Sangou asked her to forcefully sign the rental contract, and exploited all her money. Once there was a balance, he took it away in the form of debt repayment, making her haggard day by day, enduring hopeless torture.

As for Qian Sangou himself, he seemed to take pleasure in seeing her miserable appearance, and would come to see her every once in a while, either insulting her or taking money, as if Caixiu was a toy for people to entertain.

Caixiu didn't take the initiative to say these things, but Song Xu asked curiously.

But after Caixiu finished speaking, Song Xu regretted asking such a question.

People don't know if there is pure goodness, but pure evil seems to have been found in Qian Sangou.

Caixiu finished speaking without commenting on her past at all, but actively promoted that shop.

"The old man who sells the shop is called Old Wangtou. He is a kind man. Seeing that I am in trouble, he often gives me some food to fill my stomach. I am always grateful to him. This time he is going to sell the shop, so I think of Song Engong. That shop It’s next to the pork shop, although it’s not on the main street, but it’s not too deep—and the business of selling meat has always been good, so no one will pass by this shop. If you want to cook for a long time, Mr. Engong, you still have to have one The shop! Old Wangtou gave me an offer, and he said he would sell it for 30 taels."

Song Xu promised to go home and think about it, but all he thought about was Caixiu.

But Xiaochun said: "Brother Xu, we can help with Aunt Caixiu's matter, as long as we take down Qian Sangou."

"...It's easy for you to say."

"But isn't it a matter of time? He has seen you and missed me. It is already a deadly enmity. I swore in Chunyingxia that one day in this life I will take his dog's head, which is tantamount to helping Aunt Caixiu gone."

Song Xu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but found that the words were simple and crude but very reasonable, he felt relieved, and said, "Okay, but we have to think about it in the long run. The top priority now is to make money and fix this broken roof."

Wet Xiaochun nodded.

"I thought about it, renting a shop and buying a shop, all these have to go through the official procedures, will it leave traces under Qian Sangou's eyes? We have to cover up a stall now, there are many difficult operations In addition, selling dumplings is always in public, what should I do if Qian Sangou and his subordinates find out?"

Xiaochun thought for a while, then blinked his eyes: "The shop is registered under Aunt Niu's name, and I will hire a job to attract customers in front."

Song Xu: "..."

Xiaochun is too smart, it seems that I only know how to perform.

Song Xu's head could not help but rain full of crisis.