Whose Little Eyes Haven’t Seen the Actor Yet

"Fanwai 1-Homecoming"

The story happened after Jiang Zicheng and Xie Beiwang were together.

During the Spring Festival that year, Jiangzicheng had a whim, and wanted to visit the village they first met when they were young.

Neither of them has been back in years. In the impression of Jiangzicheng, the village is full of romanticism, while taking into account the poetry of impressionism.

In short, it is Monet's pastoral scenery, combined with Renoir's various styles, and then embellished with Degas's humanity...

Xie Beiwang: "...I think one of us must have a memory error."

Jiang Zicheng resolutely didn't think that his memory would go wrong, so he happily planned the itinerary, and specially set aside a few days during the Spring Festival to visit that village.

It's a pity that he didn't realize until he got there that memory had such a magical power that it would make an eight-year-old child mistake the mud for a playground!

Time seems to have stagnated in this small village. Obviously the big city has long been surrounded by high-rise buildings, but it still stays in the nineties. Jiangzicheng walked deep in the mud, low houses, and farmland in the snow. He wondered if he came to the countryside to rebuild.

Jiang Zicheng muttered to himself: "Did we cross it?"

Xie Beiwang calmly replied: "No. Look at the small shop at the head of the village, you can still pay by WeChat."

Xie Beiwang has lived in this small village for nearly fifteen years and is familiar with all the plants and trees here. He was fostered in the home of relatives in the country. No one knew who his father was, and his mother did not see him once a year. As a "wild boy" without parental discipline, he did not know how much he suffered from childhood.

It was all his fists and feet that allowed him to straighten his spine and walk down.

After so many years, he will always remember how he bandaged wounds alone in those quiet nights; and remember the light that short, stupid little boy brought to him that summer.

The house Xie Beiwang lived in that year has collapsed because of disrepair.

Jiang Zicheng looked at the straw poles in the wall of the adobe house and hugged him somewhat uncomfortably.

Xie Beiwang hugged him back in silence for a while, and said: "Don't feel sorry for me. Three years ago, Ruici Group entered the real estate industry, and this year's revenue has reached 12 billion."

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Line horn.

The two went around in the village, but unfortunately the wheat fields were all lying under the snow, there was no endless golden wave in the memory of Jiangzicheng.

The assistant rented them a residential house in a neighboring village. The newly built two-story small building, with a strong "country baroque style", wins in clean and tidy.

The two of them rested in the small rural villa that night, but before dawn the next day, they were awakened by the screaming outside the window.

Jiang Zicheng got up from the bed in a daze, ignoring his clothes, and ran over to the bed with a quilt wrapped in a quilt to have a look-ah, today is actually a big market in the village, and the market happens to be right at their window. under.

The Spring Festival is approaching, this time the market is a big one once a month, and the flow of people from several nearby villages is concentrated here. The narrow streets were blocked by the flow of people, and the stalls were next to each other. The stall on the left sells fresh fish and shrimps, the stall on the right sells shoes and socks, and the stall opposite is the red couplet... Looking down from the window on the second floor, there is a different kind of prosperity everywhere.

Jiangzicheng is a native of the city, where I have visited the market. He happily changed his clothes, and took Xie Bei to look downstairs.

Fortunately, it is winter. They wrapped scarves, hats, and masks, and put on bloated down jackets to cover up their brilliance. The folks at the fair would never notice that the two men who passed by them, one had a net worth of hundreds of billions, and the other was the youngest Sanliu actor.

The crowd was crowded, and Jiang Zicheng was worried about leaving, so he took Xie Beiwang's hand openly.

The melons and fruits in the market are fresh and cheap, and Jiang Zicheng is itchy to see, so he also learns to bargain.

The problem is that he bargained too delicately, asking for a handful of small green vegetables for ten dollars, others cut in half, but he cut from ten dollars to nine dollars, because he felt that he made a lot of money, not bad. money.

The whole vegetable market knows that there is a young big money here, but this big money is not earthy at all, and the eyes that are exposed are enough to make people numb with laughter.

"Young and Big" loves to laugh very much. He smiled, his eyelashes trembling, his eyes bent into a beautiful arc, and there was light in his eyes.

After he finished buying the vegetables, he had to say thank you very solemnly, and then handed the basket to the tall man beside him to get it.

The small vendors were so fainted by his smile that they had to put a handful of them in the basket after they had settled the bill.

In the end, the young man bought a tomato, two cucumbers, three eggs, four potatoes, and five noodles for nine dollars...

Calculated, made a lot of money.

Jiang Zicheng cocked his tail triumphantly: "How about it, this is a handsome man! Take a small loss and make a lot of money!"

Xie Beiwang carried a heavy vegetable basket for him and asked him, "Do you want to eat meat?"

Jiang Zicheng's eyes lit up: "Think about it!"

"Good." Xie Beiwang said, "My husband will catch you."

"...?"

Xie Beiwang took Jiang Zicheng's hand to the other end of the market.

In addition to selling melons, fruits and vegetables, and daily necessities, there are also special places where amusement stalls are set up in this large rural market. There are all kinds of games like hoops and shooting.

Unlike the high-end amusement parks in the city, the trap here is not dolls, but live birds.

Such as chickens, ducks, and geese.

Inside the amusement stalls, the ground was "quick" and "quack".

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

The two came to a stall with live poultry, and the stall used wooden baffles to enclose an open space of more than ten square meters.

The chickens and ducks ran around in the open space, and among the flock of chickens and ducks, there was a big white goose with an air, spreading its wings, and walking dignifiedly around the field with an air of air.

Those chickens and ducks have all become its little brothers, surrounded by it, they will follow wherever it goes. The big white goose is very fascinating and moves extremely coquettishly.

Xie Beiwang asked him, "Which one do you want to eat?"

Jiang Zicheng shook his head and said pityingly, "Don't you think it's too cruel? I think of myself when I see them. Do you think the giant goose in the middle looks like me, and the little chickens next to it look like me? My little brother and sister?"

"..." Xie Beiwang turned his head and said to the stall owner, "Give me ten laps."

Jiang Zicheng: "!!! You are too sympathetic!!!"

Xie Beiwang: "This kind of'land-walking poultry' is more tender than the meat bred from the farm, and it is not old after being boiled. It tastes good whether it is in soup or stir-frying.

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Xie Beiwang: "Do you want to eat?"

"Eat..." Jiang Zicheng replied, "I want to eat that giant goose!"

Xie Beiwang grew up in the countryside. Although he was picked up by his biological father after he was fifteen years old, he was heavily trained by a famous teacher and packaged him from head to toe as a handsome gentleman, but in his bones he is still the wild boy who grows freely in the fields.

The man stood in front of the fence with ten ferrules in his hands, and his eyes fell on the flock of majestic birds.

An old lady onlookers came to persuade: "Young man, are you from the city? This is all deceptive and unsuitable."

Jiang Zicheng also followed the drumming in his heart: live birds can move, and the difficulty is not at the same level as those of the dolls. If Xie Beiwang throws it out for ten laps, he misses a lap... Oh, it hurts a man's self-esteem.

However, Xie Beiwang was not affected by those gossips at all. He stood steadily there, squinted one eye, and slowly translated his right hand forward and backward twice-swish, the plastic circle spun and flew out, and then piaji fell on Under the feet of a chicken.

The plump **** glanced at the plastic circle lazily, and then slowly moved away.

Then the second lap, the third lap, the fourth lap...

Missed, missed, missed.

Jiang Zicheng hurriedly comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay, you won't be hit in the first few laps."

Xie Beiwang glanced at him and asked faintly: "I'm not nervous, why are you sweating so nervously?"

Only then did Jiang Zicheng realize that his head curtain was wet with sweat, all stuck to the corner of his forehead, he was sweating all over, as if he had just run a kilometer.

Jiang Zicheng grieved: "Isn't this worried..."

"worry about what?"

"I'm afraid you will lose face after ten laps."

"Then just buy the goose."

"..." Jiang Zicheng looked stupid, "Yes, that's right."

Xie Beiwang has no psychological pressure. After all, he hasn't played this game for more than ten years. He is a domineering president, and not a domineering ring king. Even if ten laps fail, he will not compromise his image in Jiang Zicheng's heart.

Because Xie Beiwang was very relaxed when playing games, he played quite well. He encountered poultry in the next few laps. The closest to victory was when the plastic ring had been placed on the duck's mouth, but it was thrown off by the duck.

Jiang Zicheng yelled anxiously, with his hands on the wooden board, jumping around in place, ignoring the identity of the actor. He was so anxious that his eyes were red, and there was sweat on the tip of his nose. He seems to be such an active person, as long as he is by his side, even the cold of winter can melt away.

In a blink of an eye, Xie Beiwang had only the last circle left in his hands.

He suddenly stopped and turned to look at the young man beside him.

"City."

"how?"

Unexpectedly, Xie Beiwang reached out and pulled down his mask, revealing Jiang Zicheng's delicate face.

Without the dazzling lighting on the stage and the skillful touch of a makeup artist, this face that appeared under the furry hat is Xie Beiwang's favorite appearance. Jiang Zicheng tilted his head slightly, and cast his eyes curiously towards his lover.

Xie Beiwang raised the last circle in his hand to his mouth, and said, "Blow a mouthful."

"Hey... what kind of old stalk is this." Jiang Zicheng complained, "Are you treating you as the king of gambling?"

With that said, Jiang Zicheng blushed and blew on the plastic ring, a little disgusted and a little shy and said: "Okay, throw it away. If there is no set this time, we will have no meat tonight! "

Xie Beiwang replied: "I won't let you eat without meat."

After saying that, Xie Beiwang threw the last plastic circle out flat-Jiang Zicheng's eyes fixed on the circle, and followed the plastic circle in the air...

And this time, the circle was actually wrapped around the neck of the big white goose!

Jiang Zicheng: "!!!"

He jumped up and shouted in a choreography: "Boss, we, we are caught!!!"

Xie Beiwang has a humble and smug smile on his face:)

"Oh?" Hearing this, the stall owner who was knocking the seeds lazily glanced at the big white goose and blew his whistle.

In that second, a miracle happened!

I saw the big white goose spread its wings, shaking its wings like a samba dancer, and at the same time bends down and lowered its head-the plastic ring hanging around its long neck actually rolled down like this!

Booth owner: "I got the goose down, it doesn't count."

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Xie Beiwang: "..."

[Fan Wai 1 Homecoming-End]