Feast of Flowers: 13. Misunderstanding

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Climbing up the mossy steps, Hua Jin smelled a sour and spicy smell. She turned around and looked around. She saw a cloth sign hanging at the door of a store that read "Lang Fang Potato Four". word.

Langya potatoes can be regarded as one of the special snacks of Shu Province, but as a native of Shu Province, Hua Jin has only eaten them once. This memory was so long ago that she vaguely remembered that she ate slowly and carefully, not even wanting to waste the juice at the bottom of the disposable plastic bowl.

"Sister, come here and try some authentic wolf-toothed potatoes." The shop owner is a slightly plump older sister. Seeing Hua Jin looking into her shop, she greets her enthusiastically, "Eight yuan for a big bowl, I guarantee you'll eat it. I still want to eat."

Pei Yan squinted at the dilapidated and narrow store without saying anything. Hua Jin stepped forward and said, "Have two bowls, don't make them too spicy."

"So you are foreigners." The shop owner listened to Hua Jin speaking Mandarin and skillfully poured the cut potato strips into the frying pan, "You came to us for your honeymoon? We have a lot of old wine in the cellar. If If someone at home likes to drink, you can buy some for express delivery."

Honeymoon?

Hua Jin’s brows trembled, who? She and Pei Yan?

“I didn’t expect you outsiders to come here to buy dragon and phoenix umbrellas. Now that the younger generation has cars when they get married, these dragon and phoenix umbrellas are basically useless.” The shop owner said while turning the potatoes. , “On the whole street, Lao Chen’s umbrella-making craftsmanship is the most authentic, but the price is not cheap.”

Hua Jin had no choice but to explain with a smile: "You misunderstood, we are just friends."

Hearing this, the eldest sister of the shop owner quickly apologized, and then awkwardly explained the reason for her misunderstanding: "In the past, newlyweds sometimes encountered rainy days when they got married, but it was unlucky to hold umbrellas of other colors, so if the conditions at home were good, they would Prepare two big red dragon and phoenix umbrellas in advance before the wedding, which means that the dragon and phoenix will become immortals, and the red clouds will cover the sky."

Umbrellas are homophonic to the word "san". Some people are taboo about these things in order to seek good luck on their wedding day.

After hearing the shopkeeper’s explanation, Hua Jin couldn’t laugh or cry. She suspected that the man who sold the umbrella just now also misunderstood her relationship with Pei Yan.

When the Langya potatoes were ready, Hua Jin gave a bowl to Pei Yan: "I asked the boss to make it less spicy. You can taste a little."

Potatoes were sour, spicy, and delicious, but Hua Jin found that they were not as delicious as they remembered. Maybe there are some things that were not satisfied in the past. Even if you get a lot later, it will be difficult to regain the original state of mind.

She turned to look at Pei Yan and saw that he was blushing from his face to his neck, and even his eyes were watery. She was shocked: "What's wrong with you?"

"Spicy." Pei Yan threw the uneaten potatoes into the trash can, "Is this what you said, less spicy?"

Hua Jin: "..."

Being less spicy is already its biggest compromise. Spicy potatoes that are not spicy will be expelled from their ancestral home.

The other party's lips were as red as blood, and his eyes were filled with tears, as if he had been greatly wronged. Hua Jin felt soft and went to a nearby store to buy a bottle of water for him: "Drinking some water will make him feel better."

Pei Yan drank half the bottle in one breath: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Hua Jin silently added in her heart: serve the beauty.

The two of them each held a red oil-paper umbrella in their hands. Remembering the words of the shop owner who sold Langya Potatoes, they used their mobile phones to search for a nearby express delivery station and sent the umbrellas in a tacit understanding.

Pei Yan didn't even know why he wanted to keep this thing. After hearing Hua Jin say, "I'm here now, I can't go back empty-handed." He really sent the umbrella back.

The rain has stopped and a cool breeze is blowing. Hua Jin sees that Pei Yan's lips are still red: "I thought Mr. Pei's ancestors were from Shu Province and he should be good at eating spicy food."

"My great-grandfather moved away from here as early as the last century." Pei Yan's tone sounded a little lazy, and the spicy tone just now seemed to have sucked most of his energy away, "Why do I feel that you are better than me?" Do you want to understand the culture of Shu Province? Could it be that after learning Shu embroidery, even Shu Province fell in love with it?"

"I am originally from Shu Province. I have lived in Shu Province for more than ten years. I must know the living habits and dialects here better than you." There is a **** ahead, and Hua Jin walks very slowly, "Seven or eight years Without coming back, Shu Province has changed a lot."

"Seven or eight years?" Pei Yan glanced at Hua Jin's face, "You have never been back. The place where you live is very remote and the transportation is inconvenient?"

"Yes." Hua Jin smiled casually, "My hometown is in a very remote village. Eight years ago, the traffic was really bad, and I don't know how it is now."

Pei Yan walked forward in silence for a while, and suddenly said: "If you want to go back and have a look, I can accompany you when I finish my ancestor worship."

"Thank you." Hua Jin smiled little by little, "But no need."

"Really no need?" Pei Yan looked at Hua Jin, trying to confirm whether she was politely refusing or if she really didn't need it.

"Yeah." Hua Jin smiled and nodded, "No need really."

"Okay." Pei Yan nodded, "Go back to my hometown early tomorrow morning."

He didn't ask Hua Jin why he didn't want to go back, nor did he ask about everything about Hua Jin's hometown, and he never even mentioned it again.

Pei Yan's hometown is in a small county under the jurisdiction of Jiangjiu City. After the two returned to the village, they were warmly received by the villagers. Hua Jin saw that Pei Yan took out many books, medicinal materials and toys from the trunk of the car and gave them to the elderly and children in the village. When he went to burn incense, Hua Jin did not go with him. Instead, he stayed in the village and asked some elderly ladies about what happened decades ago.

Who knows that these old ladies don't want to talk about embroidery decades ago. They just want to know when Hua Jin and Pei Yan got married. Even though Hua Jin tried his best to explain that she had nothing to do with Pei Yan and that they just happened to be traveling together, these old ladies still smiled like "we have been here before, we understand."

With this smile, Hua Jin had no choice but to give up the explanation. Anyway, people here only knew Pei Yan and not her. It was better for Pei Yan to handle this misunderstanding by himself.

The people in the village kept praising how good the Pei family is, how much money they donated to which road, and which processing plant in the county the Pei family invested in. They just missed having the four characters "Perfect Saint" plastered on the foreheads of the Pei family. .

"Although Pei Yan's parents died early, his grandparents are reasonable people, and you will definitely not be wronged if you marry such a family." The old woman who spoke was gray and looked a little thin, but she was energetic. Very good, "Sister, do you think so?"

What else could Hua Jin say? Of course she could only say yes with a smile. Finally, he tried his best to turn the conversation to the martyr who sacrificed his life for the country.

"Things were really hard back then." Recalling those years, some older grandmothers still have memories, but they have very few memories of embroidery. All they can remember is the hunger and panic during the war.

Hua Jin also took the opportunity to look at an old woman’s dowry. Because it was too long ago, the white pillow surface has turned yellow. The embroidered mandarin ducks playing in the water are very stiff and the stitches are rough, as if they were rushed by ordinary embroidery workers. s things. But the old lady was very proud, because not many brides could use embroidery as a dowry back then.

When Pei Yan returned from worshiping his ancestors, he saw Hua Jin and several old ladies sitting around in the yard. The small table in front of her was filled with melon seeds and candies, and she looked very comfortable. Looking down at the mud on his feet, he felt inexplicably complicated. As he got closer, he could still hear several old ladies teaching Hua Jin how to make men more obedient.

It is said that women in Sichuan and Chongqing are very good at dealing with men. When I heard about it today, it turned out to be well-deserved. Pei Yan felt that as a man, it seemed that he should not step into the absolute realm of women at this moment.

Fortunately, the village chief who accompanied him to the ancestral grave stood up bravely, interrupted the old ladies' live teaching of the husband, and asked Pei Yan to sit down and rest.

Good-looking young men always please old ladies. As soon as Pei Yan sat down, the old ladies greeted him from head to toe. Young Master Pei, who was so impressive outside that many people shunned him, was unable to withstand the care of the old ladies. In the end, he used the excuse of showing Hua Jin around to escape from the 360-degree warm care of the old ladies.

There are many late-planted rapeseed flowers in full bloom on the mountain. They are golden and have a very strong fragrance. Hua Jin looked at the mud on the soles of her shoes and sighed: "Mr. Pei, it doesn't matter if you have mud on your feet, why do you want me to share the trouble?"

Pei Yan saw that Hua Jin was having a hard time walking in small leather shoes, so he turned around and walked back: "Going back."

"Don't worry." Hua Jin stopped him, "The cauliflower is so beautiful, just take a photo for me."

Pei Yan looked at her with a sullen face: "I'm sorry, I haven't had many girlfriends, so it doesn't look good in photos."

"It doesn't matter, I don't mind it." Hua Jin held her face in her hands, "Quick, just shoot like this, it makes my face look smaller."

In the end, Pei Yan took out his expensive mobile phone and took more than a dozen photos of Hua Jin before taking him back.

During lunch, the village chief asked Hua Jin to sit down: "This..." He turned to look at Pei Yan. He had been busy for a long time and still didn't know the name of this beautiful girl.

Pei Yan looked up at Hua Jin, waiting for her to introduce herself.

"Hello, my name is Hua Jin, you can just call me Xiaohua." Hua Jin said with a smile, "Sorry to bother you today."

"Don't bother, don't bother." The village chief smiled honestly, "We are all very grateful to the Pei family for everything they have done for the village. We are not even happy that you can sit here today, so how can we bother you?" Well, the flowers are blooming, and I feel very blessed when I hear it."

"Thank you for your good words." Hua Jin smiled lightly. As for whether he will be blessed in the future, who knows.

When leaving the village, Hua Jin and Pei Yan collected a lot of local products, even the back seats were piled high.

"The people in your hometown are so warm."

"It's normal for them to be enthusiastic about me. Why are they so enthusiastic about you?" The rural road was not very spacious, so Pei Yan drove the car very slowly.

"Maybe they thought I was your girlfriend?" Hua Jin sighed, "It's a pity that my reputation as a single beautiful girl that I have maintained for many years has been ruined like this."

Pei Yan: "..."

When this misunderstanding occurs, whose reputation will suffer the greater loss?