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2025.04.09

At 12:30 in the morning, after Xiao Qi finished making the bed for Li Zhenhao's van, he did not plan to stop. He wanted to continue modifying Yang Mi's van. From noon to now, he has hardly rested. Except for eating takeout at 11 o'clock in the evening. Yang Mi and I wanted to persuade him to stop and do it tomorrow. But He Chen, who was sitting next to him, said: "The more you let him rest, the more he will do it. Just let him do it." Yes, after spending these few days together, I know Xiao Qi a lot better. If he wants to do it but doesn't finish it, he won't feel at ease.

Yang Mi and He Chen stayed at Xiao Qi's house today. Xiao Qi sometimes needed help when cutting wood boards and measuring sizes. But most of the time, the two of them were idle. When Xiao Qi said, "Get me a pair of pliers or something," Yang Mi and He Chen rushed over, as if whoever found it first would win. When I was there, I would also join the competition.

When Xiaoqi was nailing cloth to the bed board, he said, "Give me that thin piece of wood." Because I had experience, I immediately understood that he wanted to use a straight piece of wood to align the cloth. I got ahead of He Chen and picked up two wooden boards on the ground, one long and one short, and ran over to hand them to Xiaoqi. At this time, He Chen was still struggling to rummage through the tool bag on the ground. I guess he didn't know what Xiaoqi wanted. However, I didn't take any credit for it. Xiaoqi said that the thin piece of wood was in the warehouse, and the two pieces I took were too thick. As he said that, he ran into the warehouse and took it out. Yang Mi is about as stupid as we are. When I was away during the day, it is said that when he handed the screws to Xiaoqi, he scattered the screws all over the floor, and then hurriedly called He Chen, who was sitting in the living room, to come out and pick up the screws together.

2024.04.10

I got home around 11:30 pm.
Today I also stayed at Xiaoqi's house for a whole day. When I go out to play, I will put the fruits I picked up in front of the driver's seat, but the van is not shockproof, and the fruits will roll down with a little bump. I asked Xiaoqi if he could install a wooden bar to prevent them from rolling down. After that, he immediately measured the size and made a square wooden frame for me and Yang Mi. I think the wooden frame looks too hard, and it would be better if I could wrap the wood with cloth. So Xiaoqi spent another 20 minutes cutting some of the red cotton cloth I brought from home and stretched it neatly on the wooden frame. He stretched it very seriously, but the finished product looked like the wedding candy plate used by the bride when she got married, which was particularly funny. We thought it was ugly, but Yang Mi was embarrassed to say it. I thought about it and thought that if I just spread the cloth loosely on the wooden frame without stretching it tightly, it might be more natural. Xiaoqi has a good temper and wants to make a more satisfactory finished product. So he continued to modify the stretched red cloth frame for us and fixed the wrinkles on purpose. After it was done, he went to do other things.

I wanted to sew some decorative lines on the cloth frame with cotton thread. During the sewing process, I thought that this four-sided wooden frame was very similar to the structure of a children's loom. So I took down the cloth again and prepared to weave it on the wooden frame with hemp rope. I thought this might be lighter than wrapping the cloth. So, I spent the whole afternoon weaving on the wooden frame.

While I was knitting, Yang Mi was sewing a vest with the remaining red cotton cloth. Yang Mi was completely different from Xiao Qi when doing handicrafts. She was very casual and not very cautious. For example, when cutting the cloth, she cut the collar wrong. The two of us sat sideways on the almost finished lathe, sewing and mending, while Xiao Qi was busy with the remaining work, sometimes asking us to get out of the way and not block his work. While Yang Mi was sewing clothes, she watched Xiao Qi so that she could be there in time when he needed help.

Yesterday, Xiaoqi and He Chen lost their mobile phone when they went to the express delivery station, and they haven't found it yet. In the morning, he took Yang Mi on a motorcycle to the place where he passed by yesterday and looked for it again, but couldn't find it. At noon, when we were sitting at my house, Xiaoqi read the fortune for the lost mobile phone and said: The mobile phone will appear by itself in three days. I said: If it is accurate, I will change my superstition in the future.

2025.04.11

I didn't want to spend the whole day at Xiaoqi's house, so I gave him the goggles at noon and went back to my own house. I cooked corn and soaked soy milk, and I didn't want to cook. After listening to the class for a while, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon. I agreed to accompany Feibi to see the stone painting experience route.

I parked my car on the side of the road and waited for Feibi to park. Feibi has been driving for more than a year, but she is still like a novice driver. The road is very wide, and it took a long time for her to park. Recently, my rhinitis has become very serious. I don’t know if this is the reason why I have become more irritable. My eyes were itchy on the way up the mountain, and I sneezed more than ten times. But I have tested the allergens and I am not allergic to pollen.

In the fields I passed by, Yunnan fly grass , pyracantha flowers, and small bird flowers bloomed all over the mountains. The most common ones were redbud zeolites, so many that I was a little worried that in a few years, all the plants except redbud zeolites would disappear from Cangshan. Sister Feibi said that maybe we could cultivate a lot of redbud fruit flies, the nemesis of redbud zeolites, and let them get into the redbud zeolites and destroy them. It sounds reasonable.

Five years ago, when I didn’t know that the redbud lily was an invasive plant, I thought it was beautiful to see a large patch of white flowers spreading on the hillside. Now, it’s not beautiful anymore. People always like to distinguish between good and bad.

These flowers reminded me of an evening five years ago when Chen and I went for a walk in the mountains. At that time, the hillside above the middle area of ​​the small courtyard had not yet been occupied by houses. Climbing up from the path of Cangshan Avenue, you can quickly enter the forest. On the way, we passed a large pyracantha flower bush. Although it was cold white, because there were so many flowers, the white color also had a gorgeous feeling. We passed it and finally rested in front of a tombstone with "Seventeen" written on it. Chen picked up an empty glass wine bottle in front of the tombstone next to Seventeen, walked to the ditch beside the pyracantha flower house, and used the wine bottle to draw water. Then he wiped Seventeen's tombstone with his hands. When we were about to go down the mountain, there was a large dark cloud above our heads, and it soon began to rain. The rain was accompanied by a strong scent of soil and flowers. I picked a few purple finch flowers and ran in the rain. At that time, I was happy and unhappy.

After going down the mountain, I showed Feibi the bed in my car, but the buckle was stuck. Xiaoqi taught me last time that it would be fixed by hitting it with a stone twice. I picked up a stone from the roadside and hit it several times, but it still didn't work. "Let's not show it today. I'll go back and ask Xiaoqi to fix it." I closed the car door a little embarrassed. Before we parted, Feibi took out a bag of snacks from her backpack and gave it to me, a big bag of vegetarian tripe. Every time I meet Feibi, giving gifts is an indispensable part.

In the evening, I went to Xiaoqi's house. Xiaoqi was nailing the last board to Yangmi's car. Yangmi asked, "Shall I go buy some wine?" Xiaoqi replied, "Go ahead." After work, drink some white wine. It was Xiaoqi's moment to relax. Yangmi took Hanhan's motorcycle and took me to a nearby store to buy wine. I bought Xiaoqi's favorite white wine called "Barley Wine" at eight yuan a bottle. Yangmi bought two bottles.

"Xiaoqi looks like an old man," I said.

"Yes, like my dad. My dad is like this too." Yang Mi said.

Back at Xiaoqi's house, he and Hanhan were cutting up the Russian pickles in the refrigerator that were said to have expired for a long time. Since we didn't have dinner, I suggested going to my house for a drink. Because I thought if we went to my house, I could still cook. In the afternoon, Yangmi and Xiaoqi didn't have their first meal until after 3 o'clock.

I used four mini green sour papayas, cut into strips. Pork belly, cut into strips. Green peppers, cut randomly, and the cucumbers I took out of the refrigerator. I wanted to make a cucumber salad. But Xiaoqi saw it and said she wanted to eat it raw. Yang Mi saw Xiaoqi eating it, and she wanted to eat it too, but only wanted to eat half. So I cut the remaining half of the cucumber into strips. I only made one dish. After the pork belly was fried, I added the green peppers and sour papaya. In order to make it better with rice, I also added the dry-fried sour beans made by my mother, and finally the cucumbers, and served.

By the time I finished cooking, Xiaoqi had already drunk half a bottle of white wine. He started to tease Yang Mi for being stupid.

"She was observing me from the side and suddenly handed me a nail, which made me even more confused. In the afternoon, she started yawning. When I asked her if she was sleepy, she covered her mouth and said, 'I'm not sleepy.'" Xiaoqi teased with a smile while standing up from the stool to imitate Yang Mi's yawning.

Yang Mi, who was sitting next to Xiaoqi, laughed non-stop and hit Xiaoqi's arm with his hand.

By the time we finished eating, we had finished two bottles of barley wine. I, Yang Mi, and Han Han all drank some. Xiao Qi was about to pour wine from my sour papaya wine jar, and I was a little worried. Because the last time he got drunk at my house, he drank a glass of sour papaya wine, which was made with the 60-proof white wine Wan Wan gave me.

Sure enough, a few minutes after drinking sour papaya wine, Xiaoqi asked me to take out the shining light ball. I thought to myself, it’s not good, it’s time to start dancing.

As I write this, I think that maybe it was the light ball that gave me the opportunity to understand people. If I hadn't taken out the light ball that day, everything would have been different.

2025.04.12

In the afternoon, I used the piece of Red Cotton Road and old socks to sew an ugly doll. I originally wanted to sew many ugly dolls, but it was more difficult than I thought.

After I finished sewing the ugly doll, it was getting dark, so I went out for a walk.

I don't know why, but the air was very humid, even though it had only rained a few times that day. The humid air made my rhinitis feel much better. Walking on the road, I first smelled the scent of walnut ears, and then the rich aroma of cauliflower. When I walked to the edge of the field, the moon just came out from the clouds, and there were some insects chirping around.

I haven't breathed this moist, sweet air in a long time. I walked back and forth along the same ridge seven or eight times, not wanting to go home. The feeling I had standing in the air at this moment was very similar to the evening I thought of five years ago yesterday.