jdhmnovel Chapter 271 Dreams are opposite
Chapter 271 Dreams are opposite
Chapter 271 Dreams are the opposite
Qiu Huoming was the first to push open the door. The furnishings in the classroom had not changed. Because it was the holiday, all the chairs were placed upside down on the desks.
Everything here is so familiar, as if they have never left...
Several people filed in. Qiu Huoming and Ding Yu walked to the last row, moved their chairs away, and looked at the table.
"Fuck."
The two of them shouted in unison.
Qiu Huoming put the chair back and painted the table top with new paint, and all the original traces were gone.
He suddenly laughed, "Alright, a life without a trace."
Ding Yu patted his shoulder and said, "It's so boring. I can't even find my youth anymore. Let's go to the playground."
When we got downstairs, we saw a bulletin board not far away with pictures and newspaper cutouts pasted on it, with hand-painted text next to it, which made it look quite realistic.
"Your mother might want to kill me..."
The three of them walked out of the school gate covered in sweat. After thanking the security guard, they walked along the street towards the city center.
"That's your illusion... Besides, you can't smell the sour taste..."
"I'll buy some too. Hey, Huozi, how about I come to your house for the New Year this year?"
"I heard a sour smell."
Li Ming stopped at the crossroads and said, "Let's stop here... I'm leaving the day after tomorrow, so I won't come to see you tomorrow. I want to stay at home with my parents..."
"From Sakura Country, or from China?"
Ding Yu came forward and began to recite in an excited voice, while Li Ming laughed out loud as he listened.
"Fatty, you can't be serious. We should spend the New Year with our family."
Several people walked over casually.
"Not really. At least I can bring my mom along..."
"Okay, let's go to the production team downstairs and buy some fried rice candy to eat while watching TV during the New Year..."
"You are my family."
"...Narrator, our homeroom teacher, Mr. Huang, it's great, Mr. Huang is really good at it!" Ding Yu looked at the last line of words, bent over, and laughed uncontrollably.
"I bought a washing machine...My mother's hands should be safe this year." Qiu Huoming looked smug.
Ding Yu put his hand on his forehead and looked down.
Ding Yu raised his head hesitantly, "Okay, remember to write a letter..."
Youth is always like this. You don’t quite understand it when you’re experiencing it, but it always makes you feel a dull pain.
"These... these magnificent words were said by me?" Qiu Huoming was stunned.
"Okay, then I'll stay at home. My brother is going to bring back a color TV tomorrow. Do you want to come and have a look?"
Qiu Huoming put his hand on Ding Yu's shoulder and pushed him forward. "Remember these feelings in your heart. They will be useful when you act in the future..."
The playground in winter is a bit more bleak, and there are no entertainment facilities here...
Qiu Huoming glanced at him, feeling somewhat touched, "We have a long way to go together, you should spend more time with your mother..."
"Who knows? I haven't seen the thing yet. Tell me, will you come tomorrow?"
"Being a writer is really lucrative." Ding Yu sighed: "My pocket money seems to be a lot, but I can only buy some food. I can't afford electrical appliances..."
Ding Yu wiped his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Cold-blooded... I don't want to go home, I want to go to your house."
"No wonder the guy at the door let us in."
Ding Yu raised his head higher, and when Li Ming's figure disappeared around the corner, he suddenly said, "Huozi, I feel a little uncomfortable."
The three of them simply ran along the crude track. The wind blew past their ears, the sun shone gently, and the cool air passed through their noses and mouths. Qiu Huoming exhaled, and the white mist dispersed in front of him. He shouted, "Are you okay?"
The two were about to get off the bridge when Qiu Huoming suddenly stopped. He looked down from above and pointed at a small figure beside the river below, "That... is that Hong Shuang?"
Passing the Dongmen Bridge, on the bluestone slabs on both sides of the river, there were several women pounding clothes with mallets. The sounds could be heard one after another, "bang bang bang", and it seemed that the sound was echoing under the bridge.
The two walked eastward along the south side of the road. The leaves of the trees had fallen long ago, and the dry branches stretched towards the sky. The shadows of the trees were sparse, and the shadows of the two people walking in the sun were very faint when they fell on the street.
"You still have to go to the river to wash clothes in such a cold weather. Your hands will get frostbite to some extent." Ding Yu said, looking at the women.
"Are you okay..." Ding Yu imitated the echo and shouted. Li Ming slowly stopped. He opened his mouth but was silent.
"I'm too lazy to watch it. My black and white TV is pretty good too..."
Qiu Huoming's photo was placed in the middle, in black and white, with a loving face looking at the camera, and next to it was the title of the article, "As a top student in science, Qiu Huoming describes his psychological journey along the way."
Qiu Huoming wanted to dig a hole and jump into it. He pulled Ding Yu with one hand and walked out, "Xiao Ming, follow me, let's go for a walk..."
"Strong words."
"Fuck." Now all three of them said in unison.
Qiu Huoming patted Li Ming's shoulder and said, "You are alone outside, please be careful."
"Okay, let's go." Li Ming turned around and walked back.
"Fuck, that's her."
Qiu Huoming put down the hand on his shoulder, jumped down from the path next to him, and ran wildly along the path along the river.
Ding Yu followed closely behind.
By the river, the little sister was standing on a bluestone slab two or three meters out from the shore, holding a bamboo pole in her hand, trying hard to salvage something. A scarf was floating on the water, drifting far and near along the current.
The place where she was standing was a deserted ferry. Some of the bluestone slabs here had been taken away, leaving only one. Behind it was a collapsed dirt road, which was not convenient for pounding clothes, and people who did laundry did not like to use this place.
She stood there alone. She was short and was hidden by the trees beside the river. Almost no one could see her.
The bamboo pole in her hand was not long enough, and it brushed past the scarf several times. The little sister was a little anxious. She looked down at the bluestone slab under her feet, and tentatively moved her footsteps forward one step. When her toes touched the water, she stopped...
She took a deep breath, looked forward with a firm gaze, and extended the bamboo pole in her hand again.
This time the tip of the bamboo pole just reached it. The little sister was overjoyed. She held the bamboo pole with force and lifted it over. The tip of the pole hooked on one side of the scarf. She was about to retract the pole, but her foot suddenly stepped on empty air, and she fell into the water with a "splash".
The little sister was good in every way except that she had never learned to swim. The moment she fell into the water, she felt as if the world had changed and there was a vast expanse of white above her head. She struggled and the bamboo pole in her hand disappeared, but she slid towards the middle of the river as she struggled.
"Gudong" she drank a mouthful of water, the river water was icy cold...
Some women who were pounding clothes in the distance heard the sound of someone falling into the water, looked up, and suddenly became anxious and shouted loudly: "Someone fell into the water!"
Before anyone else could look over, a young man suddenly ran over to the vicinity of the person who fell into the water.
After the little sister drank a sip of water, she felt a little unwell. The water pressed down on her cotton-padded jacket, making it extremely heavy. In a panic, someone suddenly pulled her head hard, causing her scalp to sting. With a "splash", she was pulled out of the water.
Qiu Huoming put the little sister aside, quickly took off her wet cotton coat, took off his own cotton coat, wrapped her tightly, and then held her in his arms.
Just walk away.
Ding Yu followed here. He bent down and picked up his little sister's cotton-padded jacket. Water dripped down the jacket onto the bluestone slabs.
Qiu Huoming carried his little sister to the river bank. Just as he was about to speak, his little sister coughed and then burst into tears, "Brother, my scarf fell into the water."
When Qiu Huoming heard that she was fine, his tense heart suddenly relaxed. He slapped her butt hard and said, "I'll settle the score with you when I get home."
Ding Yu shouted from behind: "Go back quickly, or you'll catch a cold."
When Qiu Huoming rushed home, Chen Suniang had not yet left for work, and Qiu Jianshe had not returned from overtime.
Chen Suniang and her elder sister were terrified when they saw this scene.
Qiu Huoming directly picked up the younger sister and threw her into the bathroom, and left the rest to Chen Suniang and the older sister.
He went back to the cabin and found a new coat, then stood outside the bathroom door and told the whole story.
Chen Suniang was angry and distressed. She used two bottles of hot water at home to give her younger sister a bath.
The eldest sister lit the stove again and boiled water.
Ding Yu finally arrived, panting. He picked up his little sister's cotton coat and threw it into the wash basin. Then he leaned against the door with his hands on his waist. "Fuck... It was so thrilling!"
Qiu Huoming was also terrified.
After taking a bath, the younger sister twisted a towel around her hair, put on autumn clothes and long pants, and wrapped herself in Chen Suniang's cotton coat. She was carried out of the bathroom by Chen Suniang.
As soon as she was put on the bed, she was severely beaten by Chen Suniang. The room was filled with the screams of her younger sister, mixed with her explanations. Qiu Huoming stood in the yard and, for the first time in his life, did not try to stop them.
He exhaled and said, "He deserves to be beaten."
Qiu Huoming returned to his little room and sat down on a chair. Ding Yu then sat on the edge of his bed and looked at him in bewilderment. "He hit me too hard. I'll go and pull him away. Godmother must be really angry..."
Qiu Huoming snorted: "Don't go, I'm really angry too!"
After a while, the crying sounds from the inner room gradually weakened, and Chen Suniang came out with red eyes.
She walked over to Qiu Huoming and touched his forehead. "Huoming, are you wet? Are you cold?"
Qiu Huoming shook his head. "It's just that my coat has some water stains on it. I've already changed it."
Chen Suniang finally breathed a sigh of relief. "I just asked. Hongshuang went to the river to play with a classmate. Her classmate was not at home, so she turned around and walked back. She felt hot, so she held the scarf in her hand and it fell into the river. She was so bold that she found a bamboo pole and went to fish it out!"
She clasped her hands together and said, "Thank you all the Bodhisattvas for your blessings."
Ding Yu patted his chest to calm himself down, "That's because Huozi is fast, otherwise..."
After this incident, Chen Suniang was upset, so she simply called her elder sister and asked her to ride her bike to the factory and asked for half a day off for herself.
Qiu Huoming was worried, "I'll go, and let the elder sister stay at home to accompany the younger sister."
Ding Yu also stood up, "Godmother, I'll go with Huozi."
"Okay, go early and come back early, and ride slowly on the road."
"Yeah." Qiu Huoming responded, then pulled his eldest sister over and instructed, "Make a cup of malted milk for mom and little sister, and make one for yourself as well, to calm your nerves."
The eldest sister nodded and said, "I have boiled water and will make it in a moment."
Ding Yu pushed the bicycle out and stood at the gate waiting for Qiu Huoming to come out.
Qiu Huoming gave a few more instructions and then quickly walked out the door.
He rode his bike with Ding Yu to North Street...
Ding Yu sat in the back seat and kept rubbing his hand against his chest, "Huozi, I was scared today..."
"I suddenly remembered that I once had a dream. I dreamed that my little sister went to the river to catch fish, and then fell in. There was no one around... I watched her flounder and sink to the bottom of the water... Then I woke up in shock."
"Then, I forgot about it and just suddenly remembered it."
Qiu Huoming's hand trembled and he clenched his back teeth.
Ding Yu exhaled, "Pooh, pooh, pooh, dreams are always the opposite of what they used to be. My little sister is a blessed person, and she will be fine..."
Qiu Huoming let out a long sigh and put aside the unnecessary negative emotions.
The textile factory where Chen Suniang worked was one of the largest factories in Wucheng County. It had huge annual production and sales and supported a large number of employees.
Qiu Huoming found the logistics department, which was on the second floor of the office building. The director had a separate office, and other employees were in a large room. Not far away was the R&D department.
Ding Yu stayed outside the office building, guarding the bicycle.
Qiu Huoming went upstairs, found the minister's office, and asked for half a day off for Chen Suniang.
When he walked out and passed the R&D department, he found several people gathered inside, discussing a sample.
Qiu Huoming took a glance and found that the sample was actually the chiffon fabric that Qiu Huoming had bought for Chen Suniang before. The color of the fabric was pink and green, and it looked very spring-like.
He stopped and looked through the door.
"This fabric looks good, but if we have to introduce new equipment, it will not be cost-effective. Our old fabrics are selling well, so there is no need to do this."
"That's right, this logistics department, I don't know what they are doing all day long. They should just take care of logistics. Things like developing new products are not their responsibility at all. They are just looking for trouble for us, as if we haven't worked hard."
"You can't say that. They mean well."
"Who knows what An is thinking? I'll just tell them later that I won't do this..."
Qiu Huoming shook his head and walked to the corridor entrance.
The workplace is like a world of martial arts, there are always people who hold you back and step on you.
After this matter was settled, he was no longer in the mood to buy fried rice candy, so he simply took Ding Yu home.
In the bathroom, the washing machine was running with the door open.
As soon as Qiu Huoming parked his bicycle, his eldest sister came out. She quickly went to the kitchen and made a cup of malted milk for Qiu Huoming and Ding Yu respectively.
Chen Suniang asked through the door: "Have you asked for leave?"
"Yes, your minister is very easy to talk to."
"Yes, he is a good person."
Qiu Huoming walked into the living room holding a cup.
Ding Yu asked quietly, "Where's my little sister?"
Chen Suniang pursed her lips and said, "Look, he's sleeping in his room."
"Mom, you have to take good care of my little sister. It's okay if she's a little wild at ordinary times, but fire and water are merciless, so safety must be taken seriously."
Chen Suniang nodded. She put down the long needle in her hand and inserted it into the ball of yarn. The shape of the sweater had already taken shape. Now she was knitting the sleeves, and it looked like it would be finished soon.
"I'll tell your dad later. She's always been afraid of him. She won't listen to what I say..."