Your story. My wine (Chapter 4)

I, on the overpass, gawk at the endless traffic under the bridge. On both sides of the road, warm neon lights reflect the bustling crowd. Everyone walks by himself, thinking, how many of these people can know where their real destination is?

How many unbearable, suppressed under their calm appearance?

The night in the city is like this. The car doesn't know where to go, and neither do people. In my eyes, they are a group of strangers who passed me by, and I am just a stranger who appears in their lives.

Looking at the city, the traffic under the overpass is like a lonely person's complicated inner activities.

The hustle and bustle of big cities is slightly out of place with me, a lonely person.

Who can I tell when I am lonely?

I can only talk to myself silently, silently.

Small town suits me better. Thinking of this, I can't help but go back to the pub in a remote town. Maybe it is the final destination of a lonely traveler.

Pushing open the wooden door of the pub, the fan on the ceiling is still turning clockwise. As usual, the boss wiped the goblet at the bar. I walked towards him, and the wooden floor was still creaking.

"When can you change this floor? Always creaking. " I said at the beginning.

"If you don't change, something has changed, but you can't get it back." The boss said.

"Well, suit yourself, great philosopher. Give me a glass of wine and forget your troubles. " I said.

The boss put down the polished goblet, turned and took out a bottle of bourbon from the wine cabinet, then took out the goblet from the wine cabinet, poured the wine and handed it to me.

"You don't have much wine. Do you want to continue? " The boss asked.

I picked up the glass in my left hand and took a sip of the wine. My right hand fiddled with the goblet that the boss had just polished and said, "Go ahead, you really can't drink wine. Just like money. If you break a hundred-dollar bill, there will be no change and no wine. I haven't had a few drinks yet, and it's gone. "

"Don't get dirty, it's just been wiped." The boss grabbed the glass I was fiddling with and wiped it again.

I smiled helplessly and began to turn over the seats at the bar while drinking.

The boss looked at the clock on the wall and asked me, "What day is it today?"

"Wednesday," I said

"There are still five minutes." The boss said confidently.

"Five minutes? What five minutes? " I asked.

"You will know in five minutes."

"I also sold it."

The hands of the clock on the wall form a 90-degree right angle, which is 2 1:00. The wooden door of the pub was pushed open as promised, and a woman came in. It seems that she nodded in her thirties, with long hair, but capable and simple in dress, which did not affect her temperament at all. She took off her coat, put it on her right arm, lifted her hair, smiled and nodded to her boss, and went straight away.

I quickly turned my back and pretended to look away casually, but my ears were quietly listening to her conversation with her boss. My gossip heart tells me that this woman who comes here for a drink at nine o'clock every Wednesday night must have a story.

"Still the same?" The boss asked.

"Well, the same." The girl answered softly.

Same old? I thought to myself, it seems that she is also a frequent visitor in the store. Why didn't you notice it before?

The boss took out a bottle of gin from the wine cabinet and handed it to her. She picked up her glass, left the bar and took a seat.

I'm curious, how can a woman like to drink such strong wine?

I asked my boss in a low voice, "What is the origin of this woman? I didn't notice her before? "

"Oh, she, I don't know her name. I only know that since two months ago, every Wednesday night at 9 o'clock, she will come to this pub to order a gin and leave alone. "

"Yes, that's interesting."

"You can talk to her. Maybe she has the story material you want."

"Well, I'll try." Say that finish, I drank all the wine in the cup, motioned for the boss to pour the wine, and walked towards her with a glass.

"Well, hello, do you mind if I sit down?" I asked her tentatively.

She paused for a moment, and then politely indicated that I could sit down.

After I sat down, I first identified myself: "Hello, my name is Xiao, and I'm a collector. My collection is very special. I collect personal stories about others. It may be a little abrupt to meet you for the first time. You can take me as a reporter and ask why you come to this pub for a drink at 9: 00 every Wednesday night? "

She didn't say anything, just smiled and took a sip of wine, and then said to me, "Mr. Xiao, it's a bit abrupt for you to do this, because few people will confide in a person who meets for the first time."

With that, she took out a business card from her coat and handed it to me with both hands. She said, "My name is Li. I came to our town two months ago and opened a small restaurant. You can meet me there when you are free. You can talk there. "

I took the business card and looked back and forth, knowing that her full name was "Li Qiulu". Then I rummaged through my pockets and said awkwardly, "Miss Li, I don't have a business card for you. I must go to your restaurant tomorrow."

She smiled, briefly talked to me about something else and asked me a lot about this town.

After drinking, she also got up and left.

I walked to the bar, and the boss quickly asked me, "What's the matter? What is the value? "

"I don't know, but I know her name is Li Qiulu and she has been running a restaurant in our town for two months."

"Oh, yes."

"Yes, I'm going to her restaurant tomorrow, and my gossip is flooding again."

The boss smiled and shook his head, turned around and counted the wine in the wine cabinet.

The next afternoon, 15:00, I found Li Qiulu's restaurant according to the address on my business card. When I arrived, I saw her collecting leftovers from the window alone.

I pushed open the door of the shop and went in. When she saw me coming, she first found a clean table, called me to sit down, poured a cup of hot water, and then began to clean up. I took advantage of this gap and visited her shop. The area is not very large. Ten tables are neatly arranged, and there is not a vacancy. The simple wooden structure is very chic.

About ten minutes later, she came out of the kitchen, wiped her hands and poured herself a glass of water. Then she sat in front of me and took a sip of water. She said, "Sorry, I just finished my work."

"Fortunately, the store business is good and the environment is great."

"Thank you, I have no other skills. I can cook and support myself."

"Yes, you must try your craft in the future."

"Well, yesterday you said you were ..."

"Oh, I'm a collector. I like to collect stories about people's inner feelings. We are also half a colleague. "

"Half a colleague?" Qiu Lu asked.

"Yes, you are responsible for fireworks, and I am responsible for collecting stories about not eating fireworks in fireworks."

"Haha, that's really half a colleague, so where do you want to start to understand my story?" She asked.

"Let's talk at nine o'clock on Wednesday night. Why did you go drinking at that time? "

"Commemoration, yes, it is a commemoration." Autumn dew replied.

"Memorial? Your relatives? "

"Yes, my master, to be exact."

"My master is a chef. I haven't seen my parents since I can remember. According to the master, I was abandoned at the master's door in autumn. My master adopted me and named me Qiulu, so I naturally took my master's surname. "

"Then you are poor." I said sympathetically

"In fact, it's okay. Some things were gone in the first place. I'm afraid I'll lose it after I have it. It is the most uncomfortable to pick it up and put it down. "

"Master is very kind to me, and I am also very sensible. When I am busy, I will also help others. I am also honored to be the second chef by the master, and teach me a few hands when you have time. "

"When Jenny died early, the master lived with his three sons and my adopted daughter."

"Then your master's family is very good, so many children are willing to adopt you." I said.

"Yes, the master's heart is as hot as the stove in the stove. We are four brothers and sisters, all brought up by countless pots and pans of the master. "

"Life at home is not very rich. It is difficult for my three brothers to go to school. I saw it in my eyes. So, after finishing junior high school, I offered to come back and help the master. Hearing this, Master squatted in front of me with tears in his eyes and patted my right shoulder with his right hand. He didn't speak.

At that moment, my determination to help my master educate my three brothers was even stronger. "

"Maybe I feel owed me. The master began to formally teach me his cooking skills. From recognizing vegetables, selecting vegetables, side dishes and cooking, he taught me by hand, and I learned step by step. "

He once said to me, "Neil, the master feels sorry for you. You have no chance to study books. Learn to make a living. I will leave everything to you, so that you will not be hungry in the future, and I will be relieved. "

"When you meet a good family, God treats you well. You were born unborn and grew up for greatness. " I said.

"Yes, Master has always been like this, always afraid of being sorry for others, but the fact is that others often can't help him." Qiu Lu said.

"In a few years, all three brothers walked out of the university campus. Eldest brother graduated and went to work in a local factory. After graduation, my second brother and others opened a building materials shop. Third brother hasn't worked since graduation, and he's been fooling around. In any case, I have fulfilled my promise at that time and helped the master complete the studies of my three brothers. "

"Although I haven't read for a few years, I know that life is nothing more than eating and drinking Lazarus until I die.

In life, it is not easy to understand a truth, even a sentence is good.

In my life, I understand the word "filial piety" to the fullest. "

"What puzzles me is that my three brothers read more books than I do, and all the big philosophies and small truths come with their mouths open. Why didn't even a word "filial piety" come to me at last, a woman with only junior high school education? "

"In addition to three elder brother at home idle, eldest brother and second brother don't go home. The master wants to let the third brother inherit the mantle, but the third brother is more ambitious than the sky and does not want to be a cook. He doesn't think this is his way. The host made a few fires for this matter, and the ending ended in discord. "

At that time, the master often sat on the cane chair and sighed, closing his eyes and saying to himself, "Why doesn't this little rabbit understand the truth that food is the sky?"

"I also advised three elder brother at that time. After all, it is a craft. It doesn't hurt to learn, but he doesn't listen at all, and I can't say anything. "

"After a few years, the eldest brother and the second brother are married, and the third brother is still idle at home, occasionally going out to work, and there is no serious job. After marriage, the eldest brother and the second brother went home less often, and the master's body became more and more inseparable from people. "

"That day, I went out to buy food and went home. The master sat on a cane chair with his eyes closed with a fan. When I got home, I got up and sat on the Mazar to help me choose, wash and cut vegetables. We were very busy and chatted. "

"Steve, tell me about your brothers. None of them are worried. Big brother and second brother both have jobs and become families, but they don't often come back to see me. That's all. Your third brother is really worried. "

"It's okay, master, each have each life. Maybe the third brother is the kind of late bloomer. "

"Well, if these kids can be so sensible to you, I'm relieved. You read it to them for me for a long time. I thought that was it. "

"Hey, master, you can't say that. Everyone has his own interests. Besides, my three brothers may make a difference one day. "

"Well, Steve, you said that at my age, my own children have children, but these heartless people have seen me so many times that their hands are broken. Sometimes I really think you are my own ..."

When the master finished this sentence, he covered his heart with his right hand, looking ferocious and kneeling on the ground. Hearing the noise, I quickly turned around, took out the medicine for the master, and called 120 to take the master to the hospital.

Fortunately, the doctor delivered it in time that day, otherwise.

I remember very clearly that it was already afternoon after all the formalities were completed, and my three brothers also informed me at the first time, but they still didn't show up. In the evening, the host regained his spirits. I fed him a few mouthfuls of porridge and ate a few mouthfuls. I slowly raised my hand and gestured that I would not feed him.

"At 9 o'clock in the evening, I was busy for a day. I was a little sleepy, so I squatted by my master's bed for a while. Just a little sleepy, the big brother family came. I stood up, rubbed my eyes, exchanged a few pleasantries and briefly talked about the master's illness. "

Eldest brother said, "Sister, thanks to you, I'm busy, too. No, I brought our family as soon as your sister-in-law got off work. You can drink this box of milk with your father later to help you sleep. "

Sister-in-law took it and said, "Yes, I lost my sister-in-law. Otherwise, what can we do? If you have any difficulties, you must tell your sister-in-law. "

Then I chatted with the master for a few minutes, and finally said that I had to get up early tomorrow to send my children to school. They also have to go to work, leaving 200 yuan and leaving in a hurry without taking off their coats.

The second brother's family came at noon the next day, and the content was similar to that of the eldest brother's family. The difference is that the second brother took more solatium than the eldest brother, but when he left, the second brother didn't throw money like the eldest brother.

The next night, the third brother came alone, didn't take anything, didn't throw money, just looked at the eye master, took a look, asked me for the key to the house and went home.

"That day, that was the second time I saw my master crying. I am afraid that there are not many things that can make an old man who is about to enter the age of 70 cry. " Autumn dew said to me.

"Yes, gambling on the fate of the rest of your life is the result." I said.

"Master felt sorry for me until he died, but I really didn't feel anything for me. My life can be said to be given by my master's family. Compared with what he has done, I am far from enough. This kind of debt is endless. "

"After a week of in-hospital observation, the master is fine and can be discharged. During this period, the eldest brother came twice, the second brother came twice and the third brother came once. When leaving the hospital, the master said that all the condolences they brought were not needed. They all stayed in the hospital and wouldn't let me take them home. I know the master's heart is broken. "

When I got home, the host said a lot less than before. After getting up every day, I just sit on the cane chair, sigh from time to time, and talk to myself in front of Jenny's photo from time to time. Even his most proud kitchen rarely set foot, and I feel that my master has aged a lot at once. Since then, I have never seen the back of my master cooking.

"The back of your master who used to cook must be very handsome." I said to Qiu Lu.

"Handsome is on the one hand, and more is to see a man's responsibility and responsibility for this family from behind the master." Qiu Lu said.

A few years later, one day, the master called me to his bed, held my hand and whispered to me, "Nizi, I know my body by myself. I'm afraid I won't live long You should find a good family quickly. Now you are the one I can't let go of. You are my only concern now. "

"Don't worry, feelings are a lifetime thing, don't worry, let nature take its course."

"This lad, why don't you try so hard? You are too old. It is time to take care of yourself. The only thing I am happy about now is that you have learned my cooking, and you will definitely not be hungry in the future, unlike your third brother. "

"Good, good, good, I know the master." The autumn dew consolingly said.

"alas ... alas ........................................................................................................................................................................

Qiu Lugang was about to get up and leave when the master reached out and grabbed her, then said, "Nizi, you have called me master for more than 20 years. Can you call me dad today? "

Qiu Lu told me that when I heard the teacher say this, I was stunned at first, and then the tears in my eyes began to spin and flow downwards. Qiu Lu clenched the master's hand and knelt in front of the master's bed, crying and shouting "Dad".

"Steve, you remember, when, this family will have your share, you were raised by me, I am your father, father! ! ! "

Autumn dew at this point, I saw her eyes are very rosy.

I saw it and quickly said, "I'm sorry, I touched your sad past."

Qiu Lou took a sip of water and breathed a sigh of relief. After her mood eased a little, she said to me, "I'm sorry, I was a little rude." Actually, think about it. People are busy all their lives. What are they busy with? " Busy. "

"Yes, that is, busy talking nonsense." I said.

Autumn dew looked out of the window and continued to tell me.

"After that, the master seemed relieved and occasionally went out for a walk by himself. I am responsible for cooking for the master after work, but it is also much easier. "

As soon as I got home from work that day, I heard the master and the third brother quarreling, and the content was still the same. Third brother doesn't want to let his work bind him, saying that it will make him lose a lot of freedom. They broke up in discord again, and the third brother slammed the door and left, ignoring me. I went in with a dish to see the master, who was sitting on a cane chair, clutching his chest and panting.

"This little bastard, how old was he when he went to college? There's always a limit to laziness, Steve. You said that year I knew I was going to school for you. How can I raise these three baiwenhang? "

"Anyway, I can't control it. Let's go, Steve. The host is interested in cooking today. It's been too long. Craftsman, craftsman, this craft can't be lost. Remember, Steve, you can't go hungry anywhere. Come and help me up. "

I'm very happy to hear that the master will cook in person. I haven't seen the master so interested for a long time. Who would have thought? ........

Master got up halfway and fell to the ground.

The hospital issued a critical notice this time. I signed it as a teacher's daughter, and the words "Li Qiulu" were signed on it. It was the first time that I felt that the three words that make up my name were so heavy that I couldn't breathe.

I informed my third brother that the factory was busy working overtime, and my second brother's shop could not do without people. Third brother can't get in touch at all. That was the first time I hated them so much, and it was also the first time I hated others since I was a child.

After a long pause outside the ward, I buried my hatred and anxiety in my heart. I went to my master's bedside and held his hand. It is these hands that "fired three college students" pot after pot. But now, I look at the teacher who is so weak in front of me and feel that the hot stove fire is going out. The back of the once-cooked pots and spoons is becoming more and more blurred and slowly disappears into my field of vision.

At night, I was lying by the master's bed and felt someone stroking my head. I opened my eyes. It's the master. The master told me weakly that he would let Big Brother and all of them come tomorrow, and he would arrange things himself. I quickly told the master that his illness was nothing serious, so just take a good rest.

The corners of the master's mouth rose slightly. He smiled and said to me, "Nizi, you have been lying since you were a child. I knew my illness, so I did as I said and said I would make a will. They are very busy and will definitely come. This is the owner's request. "

"Master, don't say that. I called them. "

After I finished the phone call, the master took my hand and said to me, "Nizi, you are calling me dad."

"dad! ! ! "

"... hey. "The master closed his eyes and nodded in agreement, and tears rolled down his eyes.

"Steve, you said I had three sons. Why is the word "dad" still so strange to me? Is it because no one has called me that for a long time? "

I didn't answer, just hung my head and sobbed.

The next day, eldest brother, second brother and third brother arrived at the hospital early in the morning, and the lawyer was there. Later, I learned that the master went out for a walk from time to time before, but actually went to the law firm to find a lawyer to make a will.

The lawyer read the will in front of his family, and the owner just lay in bed and listened with his eyes closed.

The master's room belongs to his three brothers. My will didn't mention me, and I didn't care. I just sat by my master's bed, holding his hand and crying.

"This, a house is divided into three people, how to divide? I have no home or room. Both the boss and the second have jobs and houses. I don't agree. "

After the lawyer finished reading, the third brother spoke first.

"Third, how do you talk? If you don't find a job yourself, who can you rely on? At this time, you are complaining about people. " The second answered the third.

"In that case, I am the eldest son, and I should have full power to give me this house. My child is also the grandson of the old man. How can this house in our house be enough? I don't want to share it with you two. " Big brother said.

The three of them, in this way, quarreled with each other. No one noticed that the owner's closed eyes had overflowed with tears, and no one noticed that the frequency of the owner's heart beating had turned into a straight line. The sound of their quarrel had drowned out the sound of the instrument alarm.

I pushed them away and called the doctor, but there was nothing I could do. The boss and the three of them are still arguing. I shed tears and wiped my body for the master. Finally, I broke out and shouted, "Dad's gone! ! ! "

After shouting, the ward suddenly quieted down, surprisingly quiet and horribly depressed.

According to the master's wishes, I buried him with his master's mother. The second day after the arrangement, the lawyer who read the will came to me and said that the master had left something for me before, and asked the lawyer to give it to me alone after the arrangement.

This is an envelope with a letter written to me by the master before his death:

"Steve, when you read and write a letter, my father has been separated from nature. Forgive the host for not leaving you anything. I wonder if the three of them can win the house.

Even if the family broke down, I didn't mention you in my will, because I didn't want you to get involved in the dispute between the three of them. You don't owe this family anything, but this family has made you bear too much, and you shouldn't bear too much weight for this family that is about to be broken.

Over the years, I've been thinking that it's my fault. I devoted myself to your eldest brother's education, but I always forgot to teach them how to be a man. I would like to take this one.

Teachers teach knowledge and study, and parents teach the duty of being a man.

Because of the three of them, I don't deserve to be called a good father, but because of you, I can proudly clap my chest and say that I am a good teacher.

God always likes to play jokes that make people laugh.

Steve, you called my father, so I have to do my duty as a father. In addition to this letter, I left you a passbook with all my savings in my life. Not too little. It is enough to open a small restaurant. Remember what the master told you, craftsmen have food everywhere, but unfortunately your third brother just doesn't understand this truth.

If you want to master it, fry two dishes with the cooking skills I taught you.

Steve, you have to rely on yourself in the future.

Listen to me, stride, live confidently and laugh heartily.

Remember, your surname is Li, and you will always be my daughter. "

"Later, I opened this small restaurant with the money left by the master, which can be regarded as inheriting his old man's cooking and fulfilling his last wish." Autumn dew said to me.

"Yes, I can see that your craft should be good and your business is booming." I said.

"It was taught by the master."

"Don't you always ask me why I always go to the bar to drink at nine o'clock every Wednesday night?" She asked.

"Yes, just curious."

"My master said that I was abandoned in front of my house at 9 o'clock on Wednesday night, saying that unfortunately, my master also left this world at 9 o'clock on Wednesday morning." Qiu Lu said.

"Today is Wednesday, and it's nine o'clock, early in the morning and one night. This is a coincidence. I said.

"Master often told me before his death that being a man and cooking are the same thing, and what he pays attention to is a temperature, not too much or too low.

It's best to be tepid, but it's hard to be bland and gentle. "

"Well, that makes sense, man. It's hard to be plain and moderate. This is worth thinking about. " I said.

Then I asked Qiu Lu, "Then why do you like to drink gin?"

Autumn dew replied: "wine is magical." Although drinking too much is harmful to your health, it can also help you find some spiritual comfort. I can't describe this painful and happy struggle well. "

After the story was finished, I looked at my watch. It was getting late.

"Thank you for your story. Are you free? I invite you to the bar for a drink. "

"No, the guests will come to dinner for a while. Tell you what, try my cooking on your first visit. "

"That's an honor."

"What do you want to eat?"

"Anything, I don't pick."

"Well, wait a minute."

Say and autumn dew got up and went into the kitchen.

I lit a cigarette at this moment, looked at the dusk outside the window and thought, God is really a great writer. The characters in his works are so vivid through his meticulous writing. At the same time, there are so many twists and turns interspersed with so many complicated stories, which are orderly and closely linked with arts and sciences.

It seems that truth can only convey the philosophy of fate, and episode can interpret the true meaning of life.

After a while, the smell of food wafted from the kitchen, and Qiu Lou put two steaming dishes in front of me. I took a bite and said to her, "Sure enough, the smell of fireworks on earth soothes the hearts of ordinary people."

She smiled, and so did I.

(This article is pure fiction. If there are similarities, it is purely coincidental! ! ! )