Mute Words

“Get up, Baiyin! The sun is shining on my bottom!”

I struggled to open my eyes from sleep, and what I saw was the unfamiliar ceiling. The institute’s curtains are a thin layer, the shading is very poor, the sunlight penetrates, stinging people’s eyes.

“It’s nine o’clock, how long are you going to sleep? The breakfast I left you is cold!” Outside the house, Yan Chuwen’s shouting continued, more raucous than the cicadas in midsummer.

I wiped my face, stood still for a moment, then turned around and stood up, “I’m coming, I’m coming, don’t shout!”

After brushing my teeth, washing my face, and eating breakfast, Yan Chuwen held Erqian and asked me if I wanted to go around the village together.

I arrived late yesterday and had dinner after returning from Deer King Temple, so I didn’t have time to stroll around other places. Since I’m here, I can’t just stay in the institute’s small courtyard and not go anywhere, so I didn’t hesitate to go with you.

Pengge in winter looks a little depressed, everything is covered with a thin layer of snow, coupled with the building facade is mostly white, at first glance, thought the whole village was swallowed by the snow. Looking down from a high altitude, those who do not know this place might not even notice its existence from the rolling snow-covered mountains.

Yan Chuwen: “You know that my blogger is Prof. Ge from Shannan University, right?”

Er Qian is young and energetic, almost dragging Yan Chuwen along with the strength of a dog, his paws clawing out small pits on the gravel-covered ground.

Me: “I know. Didn’t he and your father have a love rivalry when they were young? Knowing that you were under Professor Ge’s tutelage, your father was so angry that he almost didn’t break up with you, but if it wasn’t for Aunt Ivana’s timely persuasion, you wouldn’t have a father right now.

It’s not correct to say “persuade”, it should be “stop”.

“If you can live, if you don’t want to live, get lost!” Yan Chuwen may be hiding in a corner at that moment, WeChat heard the voice is a little distant, but only five seconds of voice, but still clearly sketched the image of Aunt Ivana’s mighty and domineering.

“My father in this regard is indeed a little cautious, how many years ago, the people of Professor Ge early wife and children, he still remembers that year that point of shit, my mother can not stand him.” Yan Chuwen is quite a bit of tears and laughter, said: “Professor Ge half of his life in the study of Cenglu culture, these years has been in the development of Cuoyan Song for the Cengwen many run. My father journal papers can be published more than people, but to promote the project this piece is not necessarily better than Professor Ge line ……”.

To the open and unoccupied place, I touched out the cigarette box from my pocket, and pulled out a sent into my mouth to light.

“What project?” I asked casually.

“Some tourist project.” Yan Chuwen pointed in a direction, “Here, there is a hot spring, you can come to soak a soup if you are fine, the water temperature is very comfortable, it is the condition of the simple point, pure open air.”

There are no products, located in the mountains, the backward village with inconvenient transportation, want to get rich, have to think of some other method.

Once, Yan Chuwen and his teacher wanted to make this place a hot spring resort, led by the government, the introduction of internationally renowned hotel brands. When their hotel is completed, it will drive tourism and also radiate the whole territory of Cuoyan Song.

Unfortunately, because of the fierce opposition from some of the Cenglu tribe, this project has been on hold for a long time.

Yan Chuwen sighed: “You don’t know, the other hotel is really sincere, said as long as this side nods, immediately let people fly over with the contract and official seal to sign. Land of God’s Descent, Hidden Wonderland. How good is this concept, it will surely catch fire”.

This ghost weather, obviously the mouth is the taste of the usual flavor, swallowing and spitting also seems to be stained with a trace of bitterness of this place.

I said, “Just take care of Mochuan? He is the Oracle, the voice of God, who dares to object when he says he wants to build a hotel?”

“You don’t understand, although he is the Oracle and the Cenglu people mostly respect and love him, the Cenglu are not his one voice, he always has to take into account what the clan thinks.”

I smiled disdainfully and said, “As long as he says he’s the Oracle, who dares to question him?”

Yan Chuwen was startled, subconsciously looked left and right, and was only relieved when he saw no one around, “This is Cenglu territory, don’t talk nonsense about it to anyone else but me.”

Er Qian found a piece of Feng Shui Treasure Land and started to build up his strength to defecate.

“Who should I tell? Mochuan?” Clamping a cigarette, I saw Yan Chuwen pull out a bag from his pocket, actually picking up the shit that Er Qian pulled on the ground, froze for a moment, full of shock, “…… You also use it to pick up shit?”

It’s strange to walk a dog here, but it still picks up shit?

Yan Chuwen pocketed the poop, tied the plastic bag in a knot, stood up, gave me an odd look and said, “Or what?”

I pondered for a few seconds, bit down on my cigarette, exposed my hands to the cold air, and slowly clapped for him.

“Deafening, Comrade Yan!”

Yan Chuwen showed me around Pengge’s hot spring pool with the bag of shit in his pocket. The pool is surrounded by a short brick wall, no lock, just two pieces of worn wooden planks, vainly hidden, gently pushed open.

Inside is a circle of funnel-shaped steps leading down, and at the bottom is a pool of hot, bubbling water. The pool was small, about ten feet in diameter, and the water was very clean, translucent with a light blue color.

“There will be more water during the rainy season.

Yan Chuwen asked me if I want to go down to feel the water temperature, I looked at my short boots and jeans collocation, and then looked down all the snowy steps, and politely declined.

Yan Chuwen in the afternoon in the house to write materials, I pulled out a chair, holding a flat panel sitting on the balcony to draw sketches.

In the past two years, work is busier than a year, I have very little time to do such a leisure thing, not busy catching up with the customer’s single, or in a variety of exhibitions.

A pen sketch Pengge very characteristic white building complex, and the distant rolling snow-capped mountains. Modern technology is so good, a board an electronic pen, you can simulate anything you want to think of the brush strokes.

Halfway through the painting, the break, I picked up my cell phone and took a look, the top is full of missed calls and unread messages, most of them are colleagues in the studio. I think it should be Huangfu Rou let her call, I suddenly engaged in disappearance, she will probably be very angry.

I got up and prepared to go into the house to make a cup of tea to warm up, suddenly heard someone downstairs calling me.

Probing my head to see, it is Yan Chuwen who is fully dressed.

“Baiyin, I’m going to the next village to pick up Guo Shu and come back, why don’t you walk the dog for me later?” He tilted his head and said.

I came at an inconvenient time, Guo Shu happened to go to the next village to catch the wind two days ago and didn’t meet up with me.

Looking at the small clay dog lying on the ground and gnawing on a bone, I quickly said, “Okay, but I’ll tell you right now, I won’t pick up his poop.

Yan Chuwen looked at me quietly and didn’t say anything, just looked at me with that calm, tolerant, like his mom look.

Me: “……”

Me: “No, these hands of mine usually touch the most expensive and beautiful stones in the world, and you’re asking me to pick up shit?”

Yan Chuwen still looked at me with that loving look, as if silently saying to me, “You can do it.”

After a long confrontation, I was defeated.

“I’ll pick it up, I’ll pick it up, okay? Civilized dog, raise you and me, protect the environment depends on everyone!”

Only then did Yan Chuwen reveal a satisfied smile, shaking his car keys and waving his hand before turning to leave.

“Splat,” a steaming pile of dog poop fell to the ground. The little earth dog finished pooping and happily turned half a circle on the spot, lifting his head to look at me innocently and unknowingly, like some kind of silent urging.

I did enough psychological construction, lifted my hand over two layers of bags, didn’t make a face, bent down to explore the pile of shit.

The touch was a little soft, and I could even feel the heat …… I closed my eyes to calm the nausea that was coming on.

I’m not doing a good job as a jewelry designer, I came all the way to the mountains to pick up shit, what the hell am I mad about?

I got up, tied up the bag and was about to walk back when I suddenly felt something missing from my hand.

Puzzled, I grabbed my five fingers and jerked my head up to see Er Qian under the dim slanting sun, dragging the leash around his neck, a large colorful rooster running furiously in front of him, and in a short period of time, he was already dozens of meters away from me.

“Fuck, stop right there!” I ran after him, not forgetting to hold the bag of shit tightly in my hand.

“Goooooooooooo!!!”

“Woof woof!”

” Er Qian!”

A chicken, a dog, a person, running against the setting sun on the long staircase. Seeing that the little yellow dog in front of me was getting farther and farther away, I gritted my teeth and accelerated to catch up, running until my chest swelled and my throat tasted like rust.

At the end of the long steps was the Deer King Temple I had been to yesterday, I secretly prayed that Erqian would never go in, just as I thought, I saw a chicken and a dog leap into the temple one after another, and a few seconds later, a loud sound of a heavy object shattering came out from inside.

Bang!

I took a deep breath and rushed into the temple in a few steps, and before I could even catch my breath, I saw a sight that made my eyes go black.

The big colorful rooster was nowhere to be found, leaving Erqian alone under the fence, anxiously circling back and forth, presumably flying over the wall and away.

Originally, a dozen flower pots were well placed in the garden wall, leaving a series of “chicken flying dog jumping” marks. The orchid grass is either stained with suspicious chicken hair or broken by the dog’s mouth, which bit off a few clusters of orchid leaves. Worst of all, a green-glazed four-square orchid pot was knocked to the ground, broken into eight petals, the death of miserable, the only thing worth celebrating is probably not planted in the pot any flowers and plants.

Erqian still didn’t know how much trouble he had gotten himself into, and when he saw me coming, he took a few steps in my direction.

I pressed my fire down and tried not to look too grim as I took a step closer to him.

“Don’t move, Er Qian, just be a good boy and let me catch it and beat it up, then we’ll forget all about it, pay for the flower pots, and go home happy together, okay?” Staring into Er Qian’s innocent little eyes, I unilaterally declared the outcome of this negotiation: “Okay.

I lunged forward, and Er Qian sensitively dodged as if he had predicted my movement. My entire body lost its balance and fell forward to my knees, my hands pressed against the rough gravel floor, and a hot pain quickly rose.

And with the pain came a foul odor – the fall had broken the bag in my hand.

I instantly stiffened, cursing in my heart all the dirtiest curses I knew.

“Baiyin?”

The light ringing sound of pearls and jades touching each other came from my ears, and like a rusty clock, I raised my head a little and stared at Mochuan, who had come at the sound.

“What are you doing here?” He lowered his eyes and stopped about two meters away from me.

Dog’s leg!

I cursed and struggled to get up from the ground, trying my best to control my expression and act as if nothing had happened.

“I accidentally fell, can I use the bathroom?”

Mochuan’s gaze shifted down and landed on my half-raised hand, his eyebrows slowly furrowed, and then …… silently stepped aside to make way.

He seemed to be desperately trying to keep himself from showing a disgusted expression and turned his face to the side.

Humiliation ah!

With a dull ache in my chest, I turned on my heel and headed for the restroom without looking back.