Hidden Assassin: [雅涵] Mandarin Duck Author: Shukhov


1999, the first month of the lunar calendar, Jianghai.

   The sun in the deep winter looks bright and shining, but it doesn’t give people the feeling of warmth. On a quiet Sunday morning, only the monotonous sound of water from the rotating washing machine upstairs, cyclically reciprocating left and right.

   took off the deep reading glasses on the amber frame, picked up an old magazine on the edge of the window sill, and turned it over carefully. When it came to the back cover, I repeated it again and finally selected it. With the silk thread she wanted, she brewed it for a while and took it out to continue the work at hand.

  "What did you say to Lingjing Shasha when you came out?"

   "Sister Yahan asked me to come out, if I have something to help."

  "Hey! How did you tell me what I said...Forget it, you are a pervert."

   "What do you mean by pervert?"

   "Everything."

  "Actually, I have always been curious about why everyone talks about Lingjing Shasha instead of Shasha Lingjing. Not only you, but I am also, oh, dad Shasha, Dongfang Wan, Dongfang Road... And Xu Yiting, um, this is weird."

   "Are you sure you want to discuss your two wives in front of me? Huh?"

   "Oh, sorry."

   "It doesn't matter, I am an advanced worker anyway."

   "What's the matter today, are you going to make a big purchase for the New Year? The year is over."

  "Don’t change the subject, Gu Jiaming, now the teacher asks you, what do you think of that sentence? It’s okay, just say everything you think of."

   "Why don't you be silent, you will lose points if you don't answer."

   "Okay, it's all buckled here anyway, and I won't suffer." Sitting in the passenger seat, the passenger touched the driver's abdomen with his backhand through his clothes.

   "Cut, dare to say..."

   The classic car turned the corner and drove onto a main road. Not long after walking, there was a fork road parallel to the main road not far ahead.

  The buildings keep moving backwards, there are almost no pedestrians on the sidewalk, and the hustle and bustle on the other side of the road can't be transmitted.

   "If the road is not on this side."

   "Do you know what tree this is?"

  "It’s generally a platanus, but sweet-scented osmanthus trees are rare. What is the allusion?"

   "I can't tell you the allusion. The one I studied here in elementary school is the one I used to study just now."

  "Nantan Primary School?"

   "Where did you see an elementary school."

  "So?"

  "Walking on the road, I think the sweet-scented osmanthus is very fragrant, the air is fragrant, you open the window...there is a little fragrance, right? Now only the leaves are not blooming. In July and August, after the rain After walking slowly through the street, no matter what troubles you may have, your mood will change easily."

  "Here is the facade of doing business with elementary school students. When school is over, many children must be crowded here. There are also parents who pick up the children. When you look at the past, they are all cars and people. This kind of environment is easy to ambush. And, across the road is the community, a sniper’s paradise. Haha, I will transfer to another school if I change it."

   "You are a pervert, I ignore you, and you will not be allowed to follow me up later."

   "Where are you taking me?"

   "Don’t have so many problems if your intelligence is below eighty points."

  "Tsk, you don’t learn like you, you don’t have any momentum at all when you say it."

   "Huh, hum, hum... live alive~ When I came here to register for the first grade, you were a little baby, hey! What are you doing!...Bumped!"

   "I want to eat grandma..."

   The asphalt road, which can only be driven side by side at ordinary times, is empty. The old car that has lost its owner has not fallen into the tragic fate of Brownian motion. It swayed, slowed down a bit, and then continued driving with a more calm attitude, tall sweet-scented osmanthus The tree canopy covers most of the sky.

  ..............

   She carefully and prudently removed it from the scaffolding of the embroidery table, then opened the copper box and took out the rough iron large scissors, and removed the excess velvet and thread on the surface. The gesture was stable and meticulous. As forty years ago.

  The relatively simple finished product can be quickly completed within one month. If you are looking for gorgeous and exquisite double-sided embroidery, you have to buy more expensive silk base materials and threads, unless you have a certain demand. The deposit will be started.

  "Here. I'll go up there by myself. You will wait for me here."

   "Hmm."

   "I will be down soon."

   "Hmm."

   "You don't care what I am doing."

   "Hehe, I care about the danger, go ahead."

   tuk~ tuk~

   "Aunt Wang?"

   She uncovered the blanket on her legs and labored down from the stool on the embroidery platform. For the elderly, the south in winter is more difficult than the north, and heating is not popular here. "Old Chen? Old Chen? Go open the door."

  "Uncle Chen, everything goes well, congratulations to make a fortune!...Aunt Wang, it’s been a long time since I saw you, and I’m sorry to be rushing to work during the Chinese New Year..."

   "Hehe, congratulations, make a fortune." "Mr. Zhang, happy new year, no need to change shoes... it doesn't matter.....Look, how about you?...you Look here..."

  .........

   "I'm back."

   "Hmm...does it look good? I can't touch it! I will find someone to frame it when I go back."

  "This is Hunan embroidery?"

  "How did you know? The man in his family used to be an employee of the Sacred Heart, and he moved away only after he had retired from illness. His wife was from Hunan. His handicraft was inherited from the family and he was famous for embroidering throughout his life. What do you think? Does it look good? "

   "It's okay."

   "What is it? I ordered it last year, and the old man has worked hard for a year."

   "You had a crush on me last year, no wonder."

   "Yeah, yeah, it's great to have a crush on you...what's the wonder?"

   "The time when Shasha broke your microwave oven on Christmas Eve, you said that you liked someone you shouldn't like at that time. It turned out that at that time, you were already... Hehe~ IndoMTL.com~ Yahan bowed her head and fell silent for a while , Gently touched the pair of mandarin ducks, "What do they know about it......"

   "Hey, speak up."

   "I don't know."

  "...I didn't expect Lingjing and Shasha to encounter bad things, I am not a bad woman..."

   "You are not good at first."

   "Anyway, I have worked hard since I was a child, and now you see everything that doesn't match my glorious image!"

  "Hehe, do you want me to cut my little finger and take responsibility. In fact, it is better to have a caesarean section. I will be able to cut it down by myself. I will definitely not die without hurting my internal organs."

  "Shut up! Talking nonsense again, you guys don’t know what to do....Puff~Haha, I told you to miss class and copy your homework. If you don’t pass the college entrance examination, you will be a butcher. Lingjing and Shasha I will bring you food, and I will buy something to help you from time to time."

   "Butcher, it's dirty and troublesome. My knife was not given by Xiaoping, but a surgeon is more suitable for me."

  "What is Xiaoping's upright?"

   Based on the Westward Journey, Stephen Chow’s comedy has gradually evolved into a popular culture and ideological trend in mainland universities. It will become more obvious after 2000. Yahan is a member of the society who has already participated in the work. It is also normal.

   "IQ below 80 has no right to speak, you see, you have to omit some words to speak with momentum, follow me."

   The pair of mandarin ducks was held in Yahan’s arms, closed his eyes and leaned over, reclining into a more comfortable posture to replenish sleep, "It doesn’t matter if you wake up too early in the morning, wait for noon to be together Go to Lingjing's house for dinner..."

   "Now I am not afraid of wrinkles..."

  


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