Four in the afternoon, night market stalls to find out where to drive past, his wife and brother-in support such as booth shed. Look around, this piece of
relatively wide street, a dozen on each side of night market stalls. Very hard night market stalls, spread out around 3:00 pm, all belongings pulled from the
rental, the 13 o'clock or so and then back to the rental. Stall and shut the shop to be more than two hours. They supply fried dishes, cold dishes, noodles,
rice, casseroles, etc., staff have my wife, brother-, business partner Sally couple. Basic preparation done, close to five pm, after another a customer to
dinner. His wife has been very busy, late, after eleven, business is, and was able to talk about ideas. She worried about the children, I work outside the
home alone is not assured. Talk again, or agree with me first to go out, find a good job trying to pick her up after the last stable.
Midnight, two stalls, and clean up properly is 3 am, and I and brother-, Zhang squeeze a bed; his wife, Sally wife squeeze a bed, make do with over one
night.
Carefully prepared the next day, things like the line job search. However, a loss, "Castle Road" where? Exercise passers, all shaking his head. And asked if
reporters station, said slightly remote Castle Peak Road, south of Cross railway station in the city. I am more and more confused. Stopped to ask a pedicab
driver, said five purse pulled. Fruit as they spoke. The road here at the station coal yard, dirty, most people do not come without incident, no wonder the
visibility is very low also.
Middle of a six-way white tile decoration of the building stand out. Building layer is window dressing rooms, on the second floor hanging on the walls of the
street two very prominent brand, one is the "" Western rabochy "in Han River City correspondent station"; the other one is the "" law xx News "legal and xx
in Han River City office. " As well as block "Han River City Construction Co., Ltd. Xiamen Overseas Chinese" sign. Asked downstairs repair shop workers,
saying I'm looking for a place on the fifth floor. From building a small side door into the yard. Hospital about two acres, the middle one plant, piled
around a lot of building materials.
The fifth floor of the middle aisle layout, both sides of the room. Stairs of the first should be the bathroom. The door of the bathroom the next room there
is an "office" sign, the door was open, directly into. The two men and a woman busy. I have to cleared his throat to speak in cliches: "How are you! I have
come to candidates?"
They looked scared me back. I also observed them and interior. Lesbian older, not less than 45 years of age; men older than 28 years. Room on the left is a
computer and its configuration, a computer desk, amplifier, speakers; the right side is a group of old fabric sofa. In the two stood near the window inside
the old wooden desk. Also tied for the left behind the desk stood two wooden file cabinets, Roof newspapers going to the ceiling placed on. The office is
crowded.
I dress up too, the reasons become a popular small flat hair, face, beard shaved bare. On wearing a new navy blue jacket, a straight trim trousers. Feet 60
to buy shoes not to wear it a few days. I added 1 meter 72 tall, feel good about themselves. Mutual observation of two minutes. Lesbians spoke: "Welcome! The
office of the Director Liu, he was responsible for recruitment, you talk to him about it."
Gay split mouth smiled and said: "My name is Liu Ming. Sister Zhang, Zhang called her teacher."
Program into the same old, nothing more than to ask my name, qualifications, age, text-based, and so on. I honestly do answer, of course, a little bit
exaggeration. The money has been involved in a series of books that experience that is very detailed. Liu said: "After listening to you a wealth of personal
experience, admire The final assessment of whether to hire you have the final say webmaster and he is now something out, I'll give you a link to see what
time to come back."
Lesbian very enthusiastic, greeting me to sit, to pour, and said: "You do not question."
Director Liu made a telephone call and said "owners right back." I am a little nervous. Director Liu, Zhang saw my anxiety, and I chat up. Roughly know the
owners name is Lin, Shan County, rural background, "Western University" graduate text, not very old, very rich experience in the media but, in the "Xinhua
News Agency" and the country's top media organizations have worked. Office of the Deputy Director Liu is the webmaster of high school students. Zhang is a
state-owned enterprises within the municipal workers back in the correspondent station responsible for the distribution of things. Here is now the two
brands, two groups of people, the total charge of the forest owners.
A wearing brown glasses, briefcase tucked body fat of men into the office. Zhang spoke first: "forest owners come back."
Director Liu also stood up and said: "This is the forest owners. The king candidates are to teachers."
Forest owners looked at me, said: "talk about it to my office."
Fresh winds from the east of the village water weir continuously scraping the fields over ah, through the village on the edge of a row of white poplar trees,
pouring into the courtyard of every household.
An area of ??about ten acres of the pond is located south of the village, is filled with water rippling in the breeze blowing over the lower layers of the
small watermarks, a sparkling scene. The pond surrounded by banks of, poplar and pine trees intertwined, just like a green screen.
Lin lonesome in front of homes along a tree-lined path to the pond, turn left, walk along the north shore of the pond, in the northwest corner of the pond, a
thick willows Qiu Qu color Canggu lying to water the tree inclined He neatly up the trunk, folded a wicker, walked beat the roadside grass, startled a group
of group of moths and grasshoppers are sleeping.
He hooked the west banks of the pond, took a few steps, then around to a completely weed cover in the street and walked for about two minutes, crossed a
ditch, on the road, climbed up a high slope in front started the a piece of open ground.
This time is the season of ripe oranges and rice, both sides of the road, a piece of orange groves and paddy fields are interlaced with extended away to the
horizon, green and yellow orange covered with branches, some branches can not afford the heavy fruit pressure, simply collapsed on the ground, the farmer had
to use poplar twigs up his support them.
Vast land promised everyone seems to like everything you want, so rich field for Lin lonely life for the first time felt the generosity of nature. Walking in
the field straight on the road, he can not help but praise the tongue to the home of the sudden beauty.
Come to the edge of their own, lonely forest and saw the far side of sorption sitting Tiankan old pipe down father. Smoke filled the roll from his mouth
flowed, like flowing clouds blossoming.
A shiny Tiechu lying on his feet, and fell asleep like.
Lin lonely walk over to see his Shan Shan soot, spit a cloud.
"You come ye?" He touched a nose, with a deep voice asked.
"The home for dinner do that," said Lin lonely side, the hands of the remaining half orange thrown into the mouth, teeth, acid he was called the Cold War.
"This year's orange flavor Zeyang?" My father smiled and asked, "Why sweet?"
"Sweet miles!"
"What acid?"
"Acid miles!"
"In another half mile to a better price!"
Father stood up, walked a little knot of citrus fruit before Qiadiao several branches, "they do not bear fruit, a waste of nutrients, is superfluous."
Looked very professional father, Lin lonely Sidongfeidong nodded, then shook his head.
On the way home, lonely forest stand high slope overlooking the sloping foot of the pond, it seems like a side of the mirror, hold the whole sky, but also
hold the entire earth, shone in his never been found before a United States, with which more and more layers of waves surging, his heart suddenly surging
that he played a very strange feeling, he sprouted an impulse, he wanted to lying on the floor, hugged his living off this piece of yellow land nurtured,
hugged in front of the smoke curl living village, not a single minute with her separation.