Bai Fumei in the ’70s Chapter 129

Translated by Serena Love

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Chapter 129

The next day, the thin sunlight of the deep winter slipped through the slits of dark clouds. Soon, the needle-like sunlight leaked from outside the window.

Zhao Lanxiang was awakened by the rustling sound of rain and leaves. She raised her head and saw the man's sleeping face nearby.

In his deep sleep, he has a rare cuteness. His thin lips are slightly pursed, long and even breathing, a deep shadow cast on the tall bridge of his nose. His handsome and deep eyebrows gathered together, flying diagonally into his temples.

Once he got rid of the inexperienced awkwardness, his masculinity quickly became mature, young, and beautiful. Zhao Lanxiang carefully sniffed him and felt the crazy and intensive possession last night was so exciting.

If this is the meaning of her rebirth, Zhao Lanxiang felt endless sweetness at the moment. They had joined hands since he was nineteen years old, and she had witnessed his youthful impulses, then slowly waited for him to become mature and elegant.

It was nice.

"Brother Bai, it's so cold today." Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help raising her head to kiss the man's lips.

He Songbai also woke up, and he asked his newly married wife in a low voice, "Is it?"

Soon his hot body came closer and wrapped her, "Is it still cold?"

Zhao Lanxiang got the warmth and rubbed him with satisfaction.

There was a rusty rain outside the window, but at the moment, their embrace was extraordinarily peaceful, and they enjoyed this undisturbed time alone.

He Songbai did not have the habit of staying lazy in bed. He quickly got up.

He put on his clothes, fastened his coat, and asked Zhao Lanxiang, "What do you want to eat?"

Zhao Lanxiang ordered two casually with her eyes closed. "Soybean milk dumplings. Just go and buy on the street."

When Zhao Lanxiang woke up again, he saw a small basket full of food on the table. He Songbai was washing his hands in the kitchen. His fingers were stained with white flour and eluted in clear running water. He still wore an apron that he hadn't taken off, and the snow-white color made him more cool and handsome.

Zhao Lanxiang was surprised and surprised, she said, "Is it Xiaolongbao made by Brother Bai, um--"

She picked up one to eat, "It tastes great!"

He Songbai took off his apron, and his young face was full of pride.

He handed the soy milk to his wife in front of him, "We will give grandma tea after drinking."

"We have to do like this in the countryside to fulfill an old woman's heart. When she goes back..."

Zhao Lanxiang solved this loving breakfast by He Songbai himself and took his hand to her parent's house to meet the grandmother.

The old woman had already eaten breakfast made by her in-law, Zhao Yongqing. She had a good appetite and ate two bowls of porridge.

Feng Lian picked two cushions for her, and the newlyweds both knelt in front of the elderly and kowtowed to serve tea.

Zhao Lanxiang said, "I hope Grandma will live longer than the southern mountain and brighter than the Sun and the Moon."

Grandma gave her a red envelope as a reward. But in fact, Zhao Lanxiang has called her grandma for a long time.

He Songbai also said a few auspicious words to his grandmother.

Grandma said with a smile, "You have to live a good life and strive to let me embrace my great-grandson as soon as possible."

After hearing her words, the little couple blushed.

She paused again and said, "You two still have to study. After the exam is completed, the weather will be warmer. Then you can go back to the country and pick a good day to set up a banquet."

This is indeed the case. Only when the banquet is held in the countryside is it considered a true marriage. However, both of them are college students now, and they are about to face severe examinations, and the country's wedding banquet has to be postponed.

Zhao Lanxiang and He Songbai both nodded and responded. They also served some tea to Zhao's parents' side, took two big red envelopes, and then retired with satisfaction.

Zhao Lanxiang asked He Songbai about the next plan, he said without hesitation, "My test period collided with our wedding, but I have applied for a deferred test with Teacher Gu. I will wait for the re-examination at the beginning of the semester.

Zhao Lanxiang said bluntly, "We don't have many exams left, so let's just go back to the countryside with Granny."

He Songbai pinched her cheek and stared at her beautiful face, "Let's spend this New Year together?"

Zhao Lanxiang smiled and put his head on his chest, "Of course. We have to live together."

He Songbai couldn't help but raised his lips. This year's New Year in the countryside can be expected to be very lively.

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A week later, Zhao Lanxiang quickly solved her final exam, packed her luggage, and followed He Songbai back to the countryside.

This time, they chose to take the train to consider the elderly's health. Secondly, He Songbai couldn't help but think of their only two memories on the train when they were still 'dating,' so he pulled her to take the train from G City to N City again.

He Songbai still bought tickets for the sleeping cabin, run some errands for Zhao Lanxiang, and still laid his clothes on the sleeping cabin as a cushion for her to sit.

Zhao Lanxiang took his hand, "Sit down and rest. Brother-in-law as well!"

Li Dali laughed silently. He raised his kettle and worked diligently to give hot water to the whole family.

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He Songbai peeled a grapefruit for her, peeled off the flesh, and placed it on a plate for her to eat. This kind of subtle consideration makes an aunt in the same cabin joked, "You are newlyweds, aren't you? You look really sweet."

He Songbai and Zhao Lanxiang heard her words and could not help but smile at each other.

Both of them remembered the difficult journey in S City that year, and there was a similar joke on the road.

But this time, He Songbai no longer has to implicitly and embarrassedly acquiesce to it. He stood up and said happily, "Yeah, we just got married this month!"

"Now we are abducting her to go to the countryside to do a wedding banquet."

"Oh, so, then you have to treat your wife very well. She is willing to live with you in the country. It is not easy." The aunt said.

Zhao Lanxiang was already laughing, but He Songbai replied seriously, "This is for sure! It's rare for a city girl to be willing to marry a poor boy nowadays. I will cherish her."

His voice was thick and loud, like a poor boy in the country dumbfounded with joy.

On the following day and night, he tried his best to be a gentle husband, delivered three meals a day, served her on call, and spoke to her to relieve boredom—both married and unmarried women in the carriage envy Zhao Lanxiang.

Soon, they returned to Hezi village.

When Zhao Lanxiang set foot on this land, she saw the familiar landscape. Her eyes were sore like it was rubbed with sand.

"I am finally back."

In front of her, a guy was sitting on a bullock cart, talking with his fellow villagers about leaving. She walked all the way and wiped her tears. Never dare to look back, as if she looked at it, she can't live without it.

He Songbai said enthusiastically, "I will show you something."

Carrying heavy luggage, he ran away, pulling her hand.

Along the way, he constantly met an old fellow, "Oh, you are back."

"The university is on holiday?"

"Who is the girl you are pulling..."

Zhao Lanxiang's heart was beating violently, her breathing was rapid, and He Songbai took her to the bullpen.

He took out a thin key from his arms and twisted the lock with a "click." He took off the plastic covering, and a black and bright Phoenix bicycle caught Zhao Lanxiang's sight.

The moment she recognized it, she covered her mouth in shock.

At this moment, complex emotions rushed into my heart, and after a thousand turns, Zhao Lanxiang's nose was sore, and tears came out slowly.

"Five years, it... is still there."

She thought it had been corroded by wind and rain into a pile of scrap copper and iron after all these years and was completely discarded by He Songbai.

When she left that year, it had started to rust.

This Phoenix bicycle was bought in the summer of 1978. Zhao Lanxiang used a lot of delicious food to buy it from Tang Qing to facilitate her "speculation." The bicycle carries their countless memories. They rode the phoenix bike, experienced wind and rain, and walked through the spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

He rode a bicycle to work hard and gradually improved his family's situation. He drove her on a bicycle to secretly dated and fell in love in the mountains.

As soon as Zhao Lanxiang saw this Phoenix bike, her memories of that year poured out like crazy.

He Songbai's fingers stroked its slightly rusty steel and said, "It looks quite new, but in fact, many parts are so bad that they can't be used anymore. I have replaced them one after another."

He pointed to the bicycle chain and sighed, "The year you left, the bicycle's chain was broken, and the tire burst."

"The next year, its gear was bald."

"In the third year, many of its parts were rusted."

He Songbai described the experience of the Phoenix car in a plain tone. Zhao Lanxiang sucked her nose and wiped her tears constantly.

He Songbai said, "It's the first precious thing you gave me. I don't want it to be broken. Every year I paint it to remove rust and change parts."

"You are really hateful. Why do you tell me these things." Zhao Lanxiang said with a sniff.

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He Songbai said with a smile, "It is a luxury. I used to be unable to afford it. But you gave it to me so I can use it. Later, when I went to university, it also lost its use. But it also something I treasure. Lanxiang, I want to tell you."

"Although time is a bit ruthless, it will take away a lot of things. But as long as you take care of it, it will always be with us."

"The same is true for feelings, and it will last forever. I hope that we will still have the same feelings as we do today."

Zhao Lanxiang's tears were rushing out like a flood. She patted He Songbai's chest hard.

He Songbai hugged her, "Don't cry. Why are you so easy to cry?"

"I still want to make you happy."

"I will take you to do something to make you happy."

That evening, for the first time, He Songbai accompanied his wife seriously to watch the sunset. The beautiful scenery of the countryside was like a picture scroll, and it was beautiful. Migratory birds migrating from the north flapped their wings, skimmed the hills, and the adults were hidden in the woods. Only the crisp bird sounds left, gently and gently.

The clear yellow sunset on the horizon slowly sank into the mountainside, and the melting gold was burning in the clouds, and it was gorgeous and dazzling, and the crimson was like fire and purple gold.

He Songbai said, "It seems that Elder sister is calling me. You wait here. I will come back soon."

Zhao Lanxiang nodded.

After about half an hour of Zhao Lanxiang squatted until her legs sore, she returned to the old house to wash vegetables and cook, but she didn't expect someone to pat her shoulder.

It was He Songbai who was back. He was holding a hand full of blossoming cotton flowers and said with a smile on his face, "The first bunch of flowers this winter."

Cotton gathers in a cluster, the core is pale yellow, and the beautiful and dazzling flower buds are like a delicate palace lamp, delicate and clear. They seemed like fierce women in the cold wind, warm like fire, blossoming stunning beauty in the prosperous world.

Zhao Lanxiang felt that she would never be more moved to cry in her life.

She hugged him holding the flower, with a strong nasal voice, "How come you collect flowers!"

"Hateful! Brother Bai, you are so nice."

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