Chapter 23 twenty one

【houses】 Tristan, she said softly: Wake up, the next stop is coming. I opened my eyes, the white light was on in the carriage, and outside the window were autumn trees, the yellow leaves were taken away by the wind.Picardy has arrived. Mi Rui said: Autumn comes earlier here, I heard it was very cold last week. The conductor announces the name of the station loudly through a loudspeaker, and the station will arrive in ten minutes.My notebook is still on Mi Rui's lap. Did you read it? Read it all. Any ideas? She returned the notebook to me. Mi Rui said in French: They are beautiful, but this is a sad story.In English again: I really hope they have a happy ending, but I know that's definitely not the case.And War Tristan, War is so dark.These letters are interesting, but I can't read them happily, I know you have to understand all this to get the money

It's not just about money. Aren't you here for the money? I look out the window at the brown plains. When I first heard that there was an inheritance, all I could think about was where to live and what kind of life I could live with the money.But after I came to Europe, I heard about these things and read their letters I shake my head.Thinking of these makes me sad.The money is dirty.Because too much misfortune happened to them, the money will stay until now.I dare say this is why Yin Mozhen refuses to ask for money. The white train station appeared outside the window, and we unloaded our luggage from the racks and sat back.

Mi Rui looked at her hands and said: I know you care about this story very much, and this is one of the reasons why I like you, but you can't waste your life on regrets I don't feel sorry for them.I'm sure, no matter how bad Ashley's life is, he won't want to trade with me.They know what they care about, they both do.Even if you lose, you know it in your heart. You are a caring person, you talked a lot last night, Paris, Notre Dame, and Toulouse The train pulled in and we walked to the door to wait to get off.I adjust the shoulder straps of my backpack and look out the window at the station, a brick building with no partitions, the window frames painted with white enamel.

I shook my head and said: That was in the past.Now I'm just looking around for old files, what do I care?Do you care about the dead? Mi Rui looked at me. As far as you are concerned, they are not dead. Mi Rui's friend was waiting for us in the train station parking lot. She was tall, wearing earphones, leaning against an old hatchback Peugeot. When she saw Mi Rui, she ran over and hugged her. This is Elaine.Mi Rui said: During this period, she will lend us this beautiful car. Elaine took off the earphones, gave me an awkward kiss on the cheek, opened the trunk of the little Peugeot, and let me put my luggage in.In the car, Mi Rui told me to be mentally prepared that the house we were going to live in was in terrible condition because her grandpa passed away twelve years ago.

She said: "It's going to be a little dirty, but you like old stuff, don't you?" Let's go shopping at the supermarket in the town first.Mi Rui told me to get what I needed, and I stared at the labels with wide eyes in the aisle. I had only seen foreign characters on them in textbooks before.Mi Rui laughed out loud when she saw the cheese and bread on my cart. There is a kitchen there, no need to eat this kind of thing. I like simplicity. Mi Rui put a jar of blue sea salt in the cart and looked at me. You know, no one has lived there for many years. The drive took about half an hour, through uninhabited farmland, chestnut-colored fields, and deciduous woods, and I took pictures with my camera while Elaine and Miri chattered away in the front seat.They seemed to be at odds about Miri's early return to Picardy, and they were speaking French, which I couldn't quite catch in the back seat.

We turned off the road and up the long drive to an old farmhouse.The two-story house looked like it hadn't been lived in for a long time. Ivy covered the brick walls, the copper drainpipes were bent under the weight of dead leaves, and some of the window panes had long, curved cracks.There is a wooden shed next to the house, and we put the things we bought in the wooden shed. Mi Rui said: The refrigerator is broken, but it’s cold enough here. I took out the vegetables and cheese and put them on the counter in the wood shed.We went in through the side door and tried the kitchen taps.It gushed out brown water, which flowed for a while and gradually became clear.

Mi Rui showed me the living room, a large space with a fireplace and battered armchairs.There is old dust on the wooden floor, and a large carpet that does not cover the entire floor has also been frayed, and the fringes on the edges are almost worn out.Elaine and I went outside to collect some firewood and piled it by the fireplace.Mi Rui took me upstairs to see the bedroom. She said: You can choose first. Every room is similar, I chose this one because of the wallpaper, the deep purple background, with crooked beige flowers on it, and some peeling off at the corners.There was an iron bed by the window, with a creaking box spring, upholstered but no sheets.

Mi Rui squatted by the fireplace, frowned and said: The fireplace has been filled.Fortunately, the one downstairs is still usable. She got up and patted her pants. My grandpa has been reluctant to fix things here.My parents haven't used the house, but they don't sell it, it seems like it's for tax reasons or something.Elaine and I used to come here for a drink in high school, but we couldn't afford to sleep here Mi Rui looked up at me. Now the bed comes in handy.do you have a sleeping bag I took my sleeping bag out of my backpack.Mi Rui took it out of the case, shook it, and spread it gently on the bed.

alright.She said: I know it's dirty, but I thought you might like it perfect.Better than the Retiro Hotel. Mi Rui smiled.I'm going to find you a pillow.