Looking at the angry Song Wenbin, Huo Yu was stunned for a moment, put down the food and chased out. Another half hour later, Huo Yu came back with a bag of ghost coins and gold ingots made of paper. Song Wenbin was in a better mood. He turned over the paper money and nodded with satisfaction. Asked: "What do you want to eat tonight?"
"Whatever, you can eat whatever you want... Um, are these paper money for burning?"
Song Wenbin was surprised by Huo Yu's question and said, "It's not for burning, but it's for flowers. How come you don't even know this?"
"I..." Huo Yu scratched his head and said awkwardly, "I don't have much time living in China."
"Ah?" Song Wenbin was very surprised. While holding the pork in the plastic bag, he asked: "You speak Cantonese so well, isn't your hometown from Guangdong? Guangdong is supposed to have strong traditional customs. How could you not know how to burn paper? They have dragon lanterns and lion dances during the Chinese New Year. Our family’s habit has disappeared.”
But Huo Yu didn't answer his question. He just rummaged through the contents of the bag absently, took out a sand boiler, and asked, "Do you know how to make a side stove?"
"What is a side stove?" Song Wenbin asked.
"Casserole, vegetables...seafood, and stock are stewed together...it seems like this...I can't tell..."
“Hot pot with clear soup?”
"almost...."
"Just leave it, I'll look at the recipe later."
"good."
Song Wenbin was not one to break the casserole and ask questions. Huo Yu didn't say anything and he didn't ask too much. He chopped meat fillings, mixed noodles, and made about thirty dumplings. After making the dumplings, he checked Baidu again. I found that the method of making a side stove is not complicated, and the dishes Yang Xu sent are enough. He lit a fire, simmered a pot of stock, and mixed the sauce.
Huo Yu, who had always had excess energy, suddenly seemed a little sluggish tonight. While Song Wenbin was preparing various foods, she took this apple and stood next to him to eat it. Talking about studying didn't feel like studying, talking about inspecting didn't feel like inspecting, anyway. Just watch.
While the soup was simmering, Song Wenbin had nothing to do, so he took the bag of ghost coins and ran to the playground downstairs of the dormitory. He squatted by the tree and started burning paper. He divided the banknotes into two piles and burned one pile for his grandmother's house. Ancestors, a bunch of ancestors burned to my father’s house.
While burning, he muttered some words, saying that he was unfilial and could not go to the grave this year or set off firecrackers. At the same time, he cursed the program crew with his deceased grandfather, and then continued as usual after cursing. I gave them a happy birthday and said I had made some money this year. I hope my grandparents can bless him to make more money next year.
While he was burning paper money with a stick, Huo Yu stood next to him and looked at him curiously, listening to his thoughts. Finally, when Song Wenbin finished burning two piles of paper, she couldn't help but ask: "Who are you talking to?"
"My grandparents." Song Wenbin said matter-of-factly.
"Dead person?" Huo Yu asked.
Song Wenbin's face immediately became sullen: "Fuck you, can the Chinese New Year be a little more auspicious? Death is like life. What do you know?"
It was rare that Huo Yu didn't get angry after being scolded by him. She said, "Then I'll burn it too."
"Huh? Then just buy the paper money yourself."
"Teach me." Huo Yu said.
"You want me to teach you how to burn paper." Song Wenbin was speechless, "Is it difficult to pile up paper and burn it?"
Huo Yu seemed a little confused.
After Song Wenbin burned the paper, he went back upstairs. He set up a table in his dormitory, cooked a few dumplings and put them on the table, and then kowtowed a few times to his ancestors. However, when he went out with the dumplings to put the food into the ashes, he saw that Huo Yu had really brought a pile of banknotes, and he was actually going to put the banknotes on the ashes he had burned and continue burning them.
Song Wenbin almost fainted from anger.
"Go away!! That's my ancestor!!"
He roared filial piety, waved his arms vigorously, and drove Huo Yu away, "You burn paper for your family members and burn it next to it!!"
Huo Yu was a little confused when she was holding a money bag. An angry Song Wenbin picked up the money she dropped and put it under another tree. He said loudly: "How come you don't have any common sense! How can anyone be here?" Other people’s paper money is piled with burning paper!? Isn’t that confusing!?”
"Confused?"
"Nonsense, I'll burn one pile, and you burn another pile on top. How will they divide it up in the sky? Let's start a fight!"
Huo Yu felt a little ashamed when she saw Song Wenbin speaking seriously, but then she pushed Song Wenbin even more angrily: "I asked you to teach me, but you won't teach me! If something goes wrong, you still have to scold me!"
Song Wenbin has never seen anyone teach how to burn paper.
He threw the dumplings helplessly into the ashes of his home and said: "You pile paper money on the ground. This is burned to your most important deceased relatives. Generally speaking, you have to set off firecrackers before burning to let them come over. But now The state does not allow it, so you can just burn it, but remember to be sincere and ask them to bless you. If you have any wish, you can tell your ancestors and they will make it come true."
Huo Yu nodded, put the banknotes on the ground and lit them. He only lit a bunch of them.
Although it is strange, Huo Yu only burned a bunch of money. Song Wenbin used to order four or five piles at least in his hometown, but he was not a curious person after all. He just handed a fire stick to her and warned: "Remember not to cut too much, otherwise it will be difficult to spend the money." .”
Huo Yu whispered: "I know."
Huo Yu began to burn paper, and at the same time, he also imitated Song Wenbin and began to mutter. However, the muttered words were all in Cantonese, and Song Wenbin could not understand them.
After making sure that there was nothing wrong with her burning paper, Song Wenbin went back and made a video call to her family. While he was on the phone, he heard the sound of firecrackers in the distance. The flavor of the New Year in Guangdong seems to be stronger than that in his hometown.
After a while, Huo Yu came up. Song Wenbin was setting up the table, but he saw tears on her face and was stunned for a moment.
Aware of Song Wenbin's gaze, Huo Yu quickly wiped his eyes and said, "The smoke is too smokey. The wind will blow wherever I go."
"This is what burning paper looks like." Song Wenbin said with a smile.
He brought a bowl to Huo Yu and said, "Just one stove and one dumpling, let's make do with it."
"Yeah." Huo Yu said, "I'm going to get two bottles of beer."
She took two bottles of beer and sat down at the small table in Song Wenbin's dormitory. She opened the bottle and touched it with him, and then there was no sound.
Song Wenbin looked at Huo Yu across from the steaming sand boiler in front of him, and looked at her inexplicably dull face under the smoke, feeling a little confused.
This was the first time he spent the Chinese New Year with his colleagues outside of home. However, this colleague was a bit too strange. He always looked old and grown-up when there were so many people on the playground. He could chat with anyone and beat him without any mercy. But now that they were alone, they seemed to have suddenly lost their voices and become mute, and they looked a little reserved.
For some reason, seeing Huo Yu sitting across from him with a taciturn look, Song Wenbin suddenly missed Su Tina. He felt that if Su Tina was here, the atmosphere would not be so stiff.
I don’t know what Sutina is doing now. It’s really deserted with just two people. It wouldn’t be like this if three people celebrate the New Year together.
"Su..."
"I...."
"You speak first."
"You speak first."
Song Wenbin was speechless.
This New Year’s Eve dinner is too damn embarrassing.
"What is Sutina doing now? Can she come over to have dinner together?" Song Wenbin asked.
"She is now in the History Museum, and her management is stricter than ours. I heard that she is not allowed to bring her mobile phone." After a pause, Huo Yu said softly: "But she seems to be very happy and at home like a fish in water. There is probably a lot of knowledge there."
"That's great..." Song Wenbin said duplicitously.
"What did you want to say just now?" Song Wenbin asked.
"Nothing." Huo Yu shook his head.
"Just say whatever you want. It's just the two of us, and it's rare that we can chat."
Huo Yu still didn't speak, silently picking up the lettuce in the stove with the kuaizi.
Song Wenbin, who had nothing to say, sighed helplessly and said, "Actually, you speak Cantonese very well."
"Really?" Huo Yu was surprised.
"Can you teach me a few words?" Song Wenbin said.
"what do you want to learn?"
"The simplest one, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight."
"ya, yi, sen, sei, mu, lou, ca, ba"
Huo Yu said.
Song Wenbin read it again.
Huo Yu couldn't help but laugh.
So funny.
"Why are you laughing? I can also sing Cantonese songs. I have been wandering in Guangdong for ten years..."
Song Wenbin sang for a while, but Huo Yu laughed even harder.
"Don't laugh. If you can't, just sing a Cantonese song to me."
Song Wenbin said.
Huo Yu shook his head: "I'm tone deaf."
"I used to not sing when the national team won." Song Wenbin asked.
Huo Yu shook his head.
"What's the highest medal you've ever won, the Olympics?"
"I have never participated in the Olympics." Huo Yudan said: "I have won the European Championships in the women's 48kg category."
Song Wenbin was stunned, and the shrimp in his mouth fell into the bowl.
That... seems to be an incredible competition...
"When did you get it?"
"Fourteen years." Huo Yu took a sip of beer and said expressionlessly.
Song Wenbin was stunned.
14 years, that was nine fucking years ago... The person in front of me... seemed to be only about 23 or 24 years old... when she won the European Championship... ..
"You cook well in the stove." Huo Yu said expressionlessly, "You have some talent."
"Are you kidding me... You won the European Championship at the age of fourteen!" Song Wenbin murmured.
"Fifteen years old." Huo Yu corrected him: "I was born in 1999."
"Then why are you retiring?" Song Wenbin shouted: "With your talent, you should win Olympic gold medals, right? Why are you filming this here..."
"Teacher Wei, you have become curious too."
Huo Yu put down Kuai Zi and said quietly.
"Isn't this human nature?" Song Wenbin said in shock: "I thought, I thought... you couldn't win the championship, so you retired, but you... you obviously have a better future."
Huo Yu remained silent again.
"Speak, is there anything you can't say? I've already..." Song Wenbin really wanted to talk about that thing in Siberia, but he got a headache just thinking about it.
Huo Yu sighed and asked: "What about you, Teacher Yan? You just asked me, but you never said why you want to do a live broadcast."
"Me? What would I do if I didn't do live broadcasts? I can't win the European Championship at the age of 15!"
"But don't you have a job now?"
Huo Yu asked: "Seal gave you a job. If this season is successfully completed, it is reasonable and normal to increase your salary to 30,000 a month. But I see that you seem to be obsessed with your past job."
"Who thinks the money is too much?" Song Wenbin said plausibly: "I live broadcast while getting paid, wouldn't my income be higher?"
"Is it really because of money?" Huo Yu asked.
Song Wenbin was immediately stopped by the question. The expression on his face gradually disappeared. He drank the hot pot soup silently and became silent.
Huo Yu became interested, and she smiled and said: "How about you tell me why you do the live broadcast, and I will tell you why you retire, are you coming?"
Song Wenbin smiled and didn't answer the question.
After the two of them ate in silence for a full minute, Song Wenbin couldn't help but sigh: "Actually, you know, if I really had a choice, I probably wouldn't do a live broadcast."
"Oh?" Huo Yu immediately became interested, and she moved closer, "Why?"
"I know that sometimes those words and those actions are actually very silly. Sometimes I am like a clown, giving up my dignity to make the show more effective and make others happy, but after all, this is what I can do."
Song Wenbin inserted the fish meat in the bowl with his tachyon and said softly: "What can you do if you don't do it? I don't know how your grades are in the cultural class. Anyway, I am the kind of person who can only fool me if you try to fool me with a math paper." A 15-point score doesn't mean that I haven't worked hard, it's just that there are some things that I can't work hard for. Even if I really work hard, I will still face a 15-point paper in the end."
Song Wenbin shook his head: "Just because you can only get 15 points doesn't mean that I don't envy those who get 150 points. I'm extremely envious. I envy them that they can solve questions that I can't understand at all amidst the applause of teachers and classmates. I envied them the sight of feasting for guests when they were admitted to a prestigious university, but I couldn't do it, even if I tried hard, because I was too envious, so I simply stopped being stimulated and dropped out of school."
After taking a sip of beer, Song Wenbin smiled self-deprecatingly and said: "In the first few years when I dropped out of school, I even dreamed of going back to school to repeat my studies. Do you know that fear? The fear of having the same dream every night. But even if In my dreams, what I dreamed about was that I was unable to do anything when faced with a math paper. I dreamed that I repeated the exams repeatedly in high school and failed again and again. If I couldn’t do it again in high school, I had to retake junior high school. I am a person in my twenties. I sit in a class with a bunch of fifteen-year-olds and study, but even the fifteen-year-olds can’t pass the exam.”
Huo Yu looked at Song Wenbin across the stove in astonishment.
Song Wenbin said calmly: "It wasn't until I did a live broadcast and had my own fans and income that my nightmare gradually disappeared. Although this job is not very high-end, it is just to make others happy. But I am very Love it, it prevents me from being tortured by nightmares and allows me to at least find some value in my existence."
After being stunned for a long time, Huo Yu said tremblingly: "You love it."
"Yes." Song Wenbin said softly: "I miss my fans. I am one with them. I will say whatever they want me to say. I will do whatever they want to see me do."
Huo Yu looked at Song Wenbin across the stove. The expression on that man's face was something she had never seen before.
She took a few deep breaths, then drank the beer in one gulp and said, "Then after you unblock it, will you continue to broadcast?"
"Yes." Song Wenbin said firmly.
The beer can was instantly crushed into cakes.
"Being anti-women for the rest of your life?" Huo Yu asked in disbelief.
Song Wenbin shrugged: "As long as they are tired of confrontation, I am not anti-women. As long as they want to watch it, I don't mind."
Huo Yu's eyes were wide and he stared at Song Wenbin with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
"I'm done." Song Wenbin said: "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just an ordinary boy's ordinary desire to have sex with you."
Huo Yu tilted her head and looked at the ceiling. After a while, she sneered and said, "Robust."
"Robust?" Song Wenbin was puzzled.
"When I returned to China, I endorsed Robust, but my coach insisted on letting me endorse Nongfu Spring." Huo Yu said.
"ah????"
"I'm unhappy and retired." Huo Yu said.
"ah?????"
Song Wenbin made an incomprehensible sound.
"Ah, what, this kind of thing happens too often." Huo Yu said irritably as she ate the shrimps with big mouthfuls.
"Do you think I'm stupid!??" Song Wenbin was shocked, "I've said so much, but you just deal with me like this. Only a ghost can believe such words!! What a heartless person would retire because of this!!"
"I'm just short-sighted." Huo Yu said indifferently: "Why are there so many problems when we eat and eat?"
