From the ghost market to Panjiayuan and back to school, Le Yun tried her best to maintain calm. At this moment, when handsome guy Yan left and she was left alone in the dormitory, the surface was as stable as a mountain, suddenly collapsed, and she screamed excitedly "Ouch!" Jump up and rush to the bathroom.
While running, he took out a bucket from the space, ran into the bathroom, filled half of the bucket of water, and carried it back to the small living room. He then took out a large stainless steel washbasin, poured half of the bucket of water into it, and poured the jadeite into the basin. Put the original stone and a few small stones into the water and use a toothbrush to bathe them.
While brushing, I happily hummed my own tune, "La la la, I am the cute little God of Wealth. I will go to the ghost market in the morning and bring back a small stone."
Wash, wash, wash, wash, wash, wash the small stones once and put them in the bucket and wash them again. Wipe away the water stains and throw them back into the space. Wash one piece and throw it away. Finally, wash the original jadeite and spring ribbon, and remove the surface. Brush clean the dust, wipe off the water marks, throw them into the space, then clean the washbasin and bucket and throw them back into the space.
The stone was thrown back into space, and the person quickly returned to his own one-third of an acre of land. When he stood on the grass of his own private property, Le Yun stared with two round eyes ""
I left for the ghost market at around 1 a.m. last night, so I didn’t have time to go back to the space in the morning or noon. I just missed that little time. The fruits, vegetables and medicinal materials grown in the medicine field looked like they had taken growth enhancers. It is extremely ferocious, with various medicinal materials such as lilies, dendrobium, ginseng, and yam, some of which are in bud, some of which are in full bloom, and everywhere they are purple and withered.
Melons, fruits and vegetables are not far behind. The melons are full, the branches are full of flowers, the trees are full of peppers, and some are even red. Some pumpkins are best picked in the morning, but they are not harvested in the morning or at noon. They grew fat and strong, rolling on the ground to dry their bellies. Those melons were too big to be picked and eaten as tender melons, so they had to be left to grow old.
It’s not the luffa gourds in the medicinal fields, the gourds are better, and they don’t grow so fiercely; but the matsutake in the medicinal fields has aged a lot.
The output of matsutake mushrooms is gradually decreasing. However, they still have to be picked three times a day, once in the morning, once in the afternoon and once in the evening. Each time, you can pick about four or five kilograms.
Without entering the space in one day, various saplings have also grown. The ancient fern planted with the soil of the medicinal field has grown about eight centimeters tall and has a diameter as thick as an egg. The vigorously growing buds are particularly special. Endearing.
The fruits are abundant, the fragrance of flowers fills the space, and it is a pastoral scene.
The scenery is so good, Le Yun is stunned, okay? She hasn’t seen the space for almost a day, and they are growing so crazily behind her back. Is this really okay?
Erase Khan, found the sickle, and ran straight to the medicine field. She originally wanted to study the small stone that made her arms hot, but now she had to take care of the medicine field crops first.
Chop lily seedlings, cut some flowering and unflowering medicinal materials, pick half of the dendrobium flowers, pick black tiger fruits, and pick yam eggs. Harvest the urgently needed medicinal materials first, and then pick matsutake mushrooms and pumpkins. , watermelon, tomatoes, peppers
Le Xiaoxiao ran as fast as he could in the medicine field,He was so busy that he was spinning like a small top, spinning as fast as the wind and as fast as an arrow.
When she was too busy, Young Master Yan also returned to the apartment. He drove back to the apartment building as soon as he left the Zhuangyuan Building, returned to the dormitory, opened the door, and found that the dormitory was empty, making people feel inexplicably. A sense of desolation.
Yan Xing's sadness only lasted less than three seconds. He put down his backpack, took out the stone given by the little Lolita from the compartment, strode into the washing room, used toothpaste to bathe it, and I scrubbed my toothbrush until it was clean, took it back to the bedroom area, and took photos from all angles with my phone.
Take the photo, upload it to the computer, hide it in the most secret place, wrap the two precious stones in a shirt, and put them next to your pillow.
Thinking of going to eat like a little Lolita after five o'clock, he didn't hesitate and took clean clothes to take a shower. In order not to leave any smell, he washed himself from head to toe twice, thinking that It was impossible to let the smell of sweat linger before I gave up. I washed my clothes and hung them outside to dry. I turned back and sat down at the desk. I was startled when I saw the moon cakes placed on the desk.
The mooncakes were given out by the school. He and Xiangyang were soldiers. Even if they were studying at Qingdao University, their treatment would naturally be the same as that of soldiers. One box of mooncakes per person, which was allocated to the school by the Ministry of National Defense. The school purchases mooncakes and distributes them to military personnel on campus.
He and Xiangyang had two boxes. One was distributed by the school, and the other was sent to them by the school. The copies were delivered to the apartment management office by work-study students. He only returned them yesterday evening. He and Xiangyang's gang came back.
Seeing the moon cakes, he truly realized the reality that the Mid-Autumn Festival represents unity that he had wanted to forget.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival
Whether you are willing to face it or not, it always comes as scheduled every year, making people unable to escape. Where was he during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year? Last year, he was with my grandma. He spent the holidays with his great-grandmother and uncles at home. He was supposed to go back to his grandpa’s house this year, but he didn’t want to go back there. After a while of silence, Yan Xing picked up his cell phone and called his grandpa, even if he didn’t want to go back. , the phone call always needs to be made.
Yan Family
Yan Ming sat in his study, speechless for a long time in front of a slightly faded family portrait. The family portrait showed a middle-aged and elderly couple and a young woman. and a young child.
The surname Yan is also one of the native surnames in Beijing. A branch of the Yan family settled in the land that is now Beijing in the Spring and Autumn Period, and has taken root and flourished since then.
Yan Ming’s parents were neither rich nor poor. They were probably rich peasants. Yan Ming was born in the war-torn years before the founding of the Republic. Because his family could still afford it, he attended school since he was a child. Reading can be regarded as an intellectual young man of that generation.
As an insightful young man, he responded to the country’s call to join the army. Due to the needs of national construction, he served in several departments such as the commune, the Ministry of Water Resources, the Ministry of Mass Works, and the Militia and Guards Department. He was later sent to the Ministry of Railways and He served in the Ministry of Railways until his retirement, and when he retired, his honor was limited to the level of technical lieutenant colonel.
Yan Ming, 1.88 meters tallWhen he was young, he was tall and heroic, an intellectual, and quite handsome. But now he is over seventy years old, his temples are gray, and his weather-beaten face also has traces of time.
At this moment, the old man wearing a short-sleeved Tang suit and button-down shirt was sitting quietly at his desk, staring at the family portrait in front of him, as quiet as a statue.
The study room is equivalent to a small bedroom. It is spacious and bright, with bookshelves on both sides. The long wooden desk next to the window is simple and thick. You can sit in pairs and look out the window by tilting your head.
The curtains are half-closed, and light shines into the study through the half-covered screen window, illuminating the whole room. The desk is empty except for a family photo frame. The four people in the photo frame are the three generations of the Yan family. The four people, the middle-aged couple are Yan Ming and his first wife He Ziqiong, and the young man is their only beloved daughter Yan Feixia, who is holding her two-year-old son.
Time does not stop for anyone. The camera freezes the time and freezes the age of the photo taker in those beautiful years. At that time, the middle-aged couple were calm and capable, the lady was dignified and gentle, and their daughter The young and beautiful face was full of the brilliance of a loving mother, and the child smiled innocently.
Yan Ming, who was sitting at the table, folded his hands on the desk, stared at the family portrait and fell into memories. At that time, he had a loving wife, daughter and grandson, and the most beautiful family. However, two years later , his beloved daughter died of illness, and he and his beloved wife took their grandson to raise them to comfort their pain. Who would have thought that three years later, his beloved wife would leave him and his young grandson and return home.
Later, he found a wife to make do with warmth for the rest of his life, but he didn't want to have a stepwife, and his grandson was no longer close to him. The He family followed his beloved wife's last wish and moved the He family's little boy into the family. The great-grandson was sent to a closed school to attend school. From elementary school to high school, he entered a military academy and then joined the army. He spent more time at home and less time at home.
Even though he and his grandson were separated more and less together in those years, at least the child would come back every year during the holidays. But in the past few years, I don’t know when, his only grandson rarely even visited the holidays. I rarely come back, and even every time I come back, I come and go in a hurry.
When did the child separate from him?
Looking at the family portrait that was the only record of the happy time, Yan Ming felt bitter in his heart, and his eyes that were no longer shining were filled with sadness. , happiness is always so short-lived, his wife and daughter have gone, leaving him alone to guard this home. During the holidays, he looks forward to his grandson getting married early and having a son to continue the family life, but he hopes that his hair will turn gray and that he will come. The problem is not that the family is full of children and grandchildren, but the fact that children come home less and less often.
"Beep-"
The sound of the phone shaking the screen rang out in the quiet place where only breathing could be heard. The slight vibration seemed to disturb the time and shatter the faint sadness in the room. color.
Yan Ming, immersed in the bitter taste, moved his eyes from the photo frame to the desk drawer. He opened the drawer and saw the mobile phone lying on a notepad. The caller ID on the illuminated screen was "Xiaolong." "Treasure" flashed into view.
His eyes lit up with surprise, he picked up the phone to answer the call, and heard the beautiful voice that made him miss "Grandpa, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival"
The elegant voice reached his ears, and Yan Ming's heart became lively. "Xiao Longbao, where are you? Have you arrived at the door?"
After dialing the phone, no one answered for half a minute. Yan Xing thought that grandpa He probably had something to do and couldn't answer the phone for the time being. When the call was connected, he instinctively said holiday greetings in a soft voice. When he was asked where he was, he paused, "Grandpa, I have a mission, so I won't go back to accompany you." It's the holiday. I saw your other grandson Zhao Zongze today. They will probably go to have dinner with you and admire the moon in the evening. Happy holidays to you all."
""Until the end of the call, the pain in Yan Ming's heart lingered. , holding the phone in a daze, not even knowing what he said, and not quite remembering what his grandson said. Only the words "your other grandson Zhao Zongze" and "accompanying you to eat and admire the moon" are particularly clear. It just kept reverberating in his mind, reverberating
His only direct grandson is also the only heir of the Yan family. Xiao Longbao is the only one. Where did he get another grandson?
Suddenly, he His heart felt as if he had been pricked by a needle. If he thought about it carefully, it seemed that ever since he accepted that Zhao Zongze's brothers and sisters were also his grandsons and agreed to call him grandpa, the number of times Xiao Longbao went home gradually decreased.
My heart ached, and Yan Ming's eyes were sore from the pain, and tears flashed in his eyes. The hand holding the phone tightened, and his whole body became tighter and tighter. The veins on his old face were looming.
For a long time, his tight body slowly relaxed, and went as soft as a piece of mud. He could only support his weight by leaning on the back of the chair.
His breathing changed from sluggish to rapid, and his face changed suddenly. It took him a long time to calm down. His big hands were trembling a little. He picked up the family photo on the table and locked it in the drawer. He took the key and opened the other door. A drawer, took a few things, took out a black satchel from the cabinet under the bookcase, put the things in it, went back to the bedroom, took a cane, and went downstairs.
Aunt Jin, the nanny of the Yan family, was putting away the evening dishes in the kitchen. She heard the sound of the stairs and trotted to the living room. Sure enough, she saw the old man coming downstairs and laughed happily, "Sir, you have a lunch break." Okay, I want something to eat. I'll warm it up."
Aunt Jin has been working as a nanny for the Yan family for many years. She has always called the owner of the Yan family sir. She is in her forties, has short hair, and is diligent and cheerful. , she is from Qin Province. She came to Beijing to work as a nanny because she was laid off. She was in charge of food and had a part-time job in cleaning the house.
Yan Ming, who had not finished walking up the stairs, looked at the empty house and couldn't help frowning, "Where are the people?"
"Master Zhao, Miss Zhao, brother and sister came over this morning to accompany his wife to the mall. Come on, sir, you are in the study, I don’t dare to disturb you.” Aunt Jin reported the wife’s whereabouts neatly.
"Oh," Yan Ming said lightly, suddenly remembering something, and was very surprised, "Hey, Xiaojin, why haven't you gone home yet? Didn't I say I would give you a holiday this year? "
"" Aunt Jin hesitated and smiled, "Sir, my wife said that Master Zhao and Miss Zhao will come over tonight to accompany Mr. Zhao to admire the moon. She asked me to stay and do some housework first, and wait a few days.Give me time off. "
"Don't worry about that. Just pack up and catch the subway home to reunite with the children. "Yan Ming's hand on the crutch tightened.
"This is not appropriate. My wife will be angry. It doesn't matter if I stay. I can go home another day. "Aunt Jin didn't dare to obey.
"There's nothing inappropriate. You were invited by me. I said I'd give you a holiday. Just take the holiday. Go clean it up immediately and go out to catch the car together. I want it too. Go to your old friends. They probably won't come back tonight. What's the point of staying here alone guarding a big, deserted room? "
"This" Aunt Jin looked at the old man and realized that he was carrying a backpack and really looked like he was going out. The thought of homesickness overcame her reason. She rushed to the kitchen and put some things away. He stuffed it into the refrigerator, packed it briefly and ran back to the nanny's room, changed his clothes, and took the luggage bag.
Asking the nanny to get the luggage, Yan Ming sat in the living room and waited until he saw Aunt Jin tidying up. , he nodded to express satisfaction, stood up with crutches, locked the door and left home together.
He is a retired railway cadre and lives in the family dormitory of the Ministry of Railways. There are many like him in the whole area. The older generation of retired railway cadres and their families often see old people walking on the road in the dormitory area.
Aunt Jin accompanied the old man out of the dormitory area and sent him to the bus. She went first. We rushed to the subway station by car.
When Mr. Yan answered the call from his grandson and fell into inexplicable grief, Yan Xing, who called his grandpa, also stared at the air for a while and quickly packed up. I was in a good mood, so I called my great-aunt, uncles, aunts and uncles to express my holiday greetings.
One phone call after another, I stayed on the phone for more than 40 minutes before finishing the call. , the battery of his mobile phone was also exhausted. He charged his mobile phone, went to the computer, and took the time to deal with the work.
Yan Shao was thinking about food, and he couldn't sit still at 5:10, so he just picked up a box of moon cakes and thought about it. He ran, thinking about it but feeling uneasy. He stuffed the Mid-Autumn Festival gifts and moon cakes from the little Loli into his backpack, put on his sunglasses, left the dormitory and went downstairs.
He drove to the living street again. I took a trip to the fruit shop, bought some fruits, and secretly went to the little Loli's dormitory as a guest with a gift that I thought was shabby.
In one-third of an acre of land. It took about forty minutes for Xiao Le, who worked hard, to finally finish harvesting all the medicinal herbs, fruits and vegetables. He even picked a few old pumpkins. After growing for more than half a month, the old pumpkins have also reached the time when they are ripe and have fallen off their stems. You can pick the old melons, and the nutrients of the melon vines will be supplied to the new small melons, and the later small melons will grow faster.
After finishing the work, I was so tired that I sat in the medicine field. She took a few breaths on the Lingshi ridge table outside and drank two black tiger fruits to replenish her strength. She looked at the time again and saw that it was almost five o'clock.
She was afraid that handsome guy Yan would come to the dormitory early. , there was no time to study the stone anymore, so she escaped from the space, returned to the dormitory, took a shower and washed clothes like a breeze.
Hairing the clothes on the balcony, Le Yun took advantage of the handsome man Yan not coming yet. ran toFrom the pile of vegetables he bought, he selected the dishes to be cooked in the evening, decisively mixed half of the bags, took them to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out the pig's knuckles, washed them with clean water, chopped them into pieces, drained the blood, and took a few medicinal materials and pig Put the hooves together in an electric casserole.
The pork ribs can be cooked in forty minutes, and the pig's trotters need to be cooked for at least seventy minutes to get enough heat. If she doesn't cook them early, it will be too late, and the cooking will not taste good, which is equivalent to blinding her. of medicinal materials.
I put the pig's trotter soup in the pot and looked at the time. It was just after 5:15, which was still early. I sat in front of the desk and turned on my mobile phone.
Turn on the phone and log in to QQ and WeChat. Then, the information sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, and the prompts sounded in a series, which sounded as good as playing music.
"" Le Yun grinned and had fun. There were private messages and group messages. The private messages were Xiaodu, Brother Chao, Brother Li, Senior Chen, and Senior Cai. The group was the military training class group. In the morning On the way back to Beijing, she had nothing to do for a while and chatted with everyone. While chatting, her battery was running out. She also said hello in advance, and then chatted until her phone automatically turned off.
Everyone was busy with their own affairs at this time. She didn’t reply to messages or bubble up. She just turned on her phone and slept on it. She moved the medical books she bought back to her bedroom and stacked them in the book grid on her writing desk. Here, I moved the antique objects that were still lying on the living room floor to the desk to prevent them from being trampled by passing people.
Move away your treasures, wash your hands and wash the rice. Use the washbasin to collect the rice water. Connect the power to cook. Bring the rice water to the writing table. Put the inkstone, incense burner, pipe, candlestick and some other things. Soak a few unwashed small stones in water.
She had just sunk the last small stone into the water when the door was gently pushed open. Le Yun looked sideways and saw handsome Yan Yan pushing open the door with one hand and squeezing in half of the room with large and small bags in the other hand. Yan Xing leaned forward and saw Xiao Luo squatting at the desk facing the door. Li, a little embarrassed, "This is not a dish, it's some fruit."
He walked around the Life Street, went straight to the Zhuangyuan Building, climbed to the fourth floor in one breath, and saw that the door was not locked. He was very happy to leave a little gap. The little loli was helping him to leave the door open.
On the way here, he was in an excited mood, but when he saw the pink little Lolita, he suddenly became restrained.
"Brother Yan, there is no need to buy fruit from now on. I can't finish it by myself, it will be spoiled and wasted." No matter what, the things handsome Yan brought were quite substantial. She said she was very sad. The last time he, Handsome Liu and Brother Li bought fruits, she secretly squeezed some and shared them with the classmates in the military training class before successfully killing them. He bought so many more, and she had to squeeze out the rhythm of sharing with her friends. .
"Yes." Yan Xing responded gently, carried the things through the door, closed the door, took the fruit to the desk and put it down, took out the mooncakes from his backpack and put them on the desk.
"Little Lolita, you are cleaning the antiques, let me help you." Lowering his eyes, he saw some corners exposed in the rice washing basin, and he secretlyThe corner of her mouth twitched wildly, and the little loli wanted to make a mess
"You can help me, but please handle it with care. If you break mine, don't blame me for depriving you of your dinner." Of course, having a free cleaner is something you can't ask for, it's a waste Food is shameful, and wasting labor is equally shameful.
"I must be as precious as a treasure."
"It is a treasure."
"I understand."
Yan Xing He nodded heavily, but did not pat his chest to ensure that everything was in perfect condition, to show that he was honest, reliable, hard-working and capable of everything.
When the little Loli stood up and gave way, he went to the bathroom and brought out a bucket with half a bucket of water. He sat on the floor, picked up the brush aside and scrubbed the antique items in the basin.
There was a handsome guy who took the job of the cleaner. As he wished, Le Yun wandered into the kitchen to wash the vegetables, peeled off the loofah skin, cut it into pieces and put it on the plate, then cut the vegetables and put it on the plate for later use; Then mention the pork belly, pork liver, pork rice noodles, sausage and pork belly. Clean the meat and filter the blood with the tip.
She was handling the ingredients in an orderly manner in the small kitchen, and he was diligently washing antiques in the small living room. The two of them were doing their own things. Occasionally, he would look up and take a peek and see the little Lolita. The beautiful back makes me feel peaceful.
The quiet time was interrupted by a phone call. When Yan Xing heard the phone ringing, his first reaction was to look at the little Lolita in the kitchen. She ignored her and he quickly took a pawn. Wiping his hands with a rag, he took out his mobile phone and saw that the caller ID was actually grandpa. He quickly pressed down with his finger to answer "Grandpa"
"Xiaolongbao me me" On the street, Yan Ming held the cell phone. Looking at a group of buildings in the distance, I felt so embarrassed that I couldn't speak.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?" Yan Xing's heartstrings suddenly tightened.
"I'm outside the west gate of your school." Yan Ming looked at the school across the street, his hand holding the phone and his heart trembling slightly.
"" Yan Xing held his breath subconsciously, and waited for half a minute before speaking. His voice was a little stiff, "Grandpa, wait there, I'll be here soon."< /p>
He hung up the phone, holding the phone tightly with his big hands, trying to keep his voice as steady as possible, "Little loli, my grandpa is here."
Why did his grandpa come to tell her< /p>
A string of lightning bolts flashed through her mind. Le Yun put down her kitchen knife and jumped to the door of the small kitchen, "Are you trying to say that your grandpa is here to take you back and you won't eat?"
Yan Xing unknowingly tightened his arms against his legs and said with a hint of despair in his voice, "I don't want to go back. If my grandpa comes out alone, can I accompany him to your place for dinner?"