Chapter 174 Grandpa is here.
From the ghost market to Panjiayuan and back to school, Le Yun tried her best to maintain calm. At this moment, when Yan Yan left and she was left alone in the dormitory, the surface was as stable as a mountain, suddenly collapsed, and she was "ouch" excitedly. He jumped up and screamed happily, rushing to the bathroom.
While running, he took out a bucket from the space, ran into the bathroom, filled half the bucket of water, and carried it back to the small living room. Then he took out a large stainless steel basin, poured half of the water into it, and put the jadeite and a few small stones together. Put them in the water and use a toothbrush to bathe them.
While washing, I happily hummed my own little 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
. , scrub the small stones once and put them in the bucket and wash them again. Wipe off the water stains and throw them back into the space. Wash one piece and throw it away. Finally, wash the jadeite rough stones and spring ribbon colors. Scrub the dust on the surface clean, wipe off the water marks and throw them into the space. , then clean the basin and bucket and throw them back into the space.
The stone was thrown back into space, and the person quickly returned to his one-third of an acre of land. When he stood on the grass of his private property, Le Yun stared at her two round eyes: "..." She set out for the ghost trip at around one o'clock in the morning last night
. The market, so I didn’t have time to go back in the morning or noon, so I missed a little time. The fruits, vegetables and medicinal materials grown in the medicinal fields were like taking growth enhancers, and they grew so fiercely and abnormally, such as lilies, dendrobium, ginseng, Some of the various medicinal materials such as yams are in bud, some are in full bloom, and everywhere are purple and red.
Fruits and vegetables are not far behind. They are full of melons, branches full of flowers, and trees full of peppers. Some are even red. Some pumpkins are best picked in the morning. However, they are not harvested in the morning or at noon. They grow fat and strong. Suning their bellies on the ground, those melons have grown too big to be picked and eaten as tender melons, so they can only be left to grow old.
It's not the luffa gourds in the medicinal field, the gourd gourds are better, and they don't grow so fiercely; but the matsutake in the medicinal field 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.
After a day of lack of space, various saplings have grown. The ancient fern planted with the soil of the medicinal field has grown about eight centimeters tall and about the diameter of an egg. The vigorously growing buds are particularly cute.
There are abundant fruits, 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. They are growing so crazily behind her back. Is this really good?
She wiped her sweat, found the sickle, and headed straight for 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.
Cut lily seedlings, cut some flowering and unflowering medicinal materials, pick half of the dendrobium flowers, pick black tiger fruits, pick yam eggs, harvest the medicinal materials that need treatment first, and then pick matsutake mushrooms, pumpkins, watermelons, tomatoes, peppers... ...
Classmate Le Xiao ran as fast as he could in the medicine field. He was as busy as a small top, spinning like a spinning top. His speed was really 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 saw that the dormitory was empty, giving people an inexplicable feeling of despair.
Yan Xing's sadness only lasted for 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, bathed it with toothpaste, and scrubbed it with a toothbrush until it was dry. After getting clean, I 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 Loli 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. He thought that it was impossible to leave the smell of sweat. Then he gave up, washed the clothes and hung them outside to dry. He turned around and sat down at the desk. He was startled when he saw the moon cakes on the desk.
The mooncakes were distributed by the school. Even if he and Xiangyang were studying at Qingdao University, their treatment would naturally be based on the salary of soldiers. One box of mooncakes per person. That was allocated by the Ministry of National Defense to the school, and the school purchased the mooncakes and distributed them to the soldiers studying at the school. .
He and Xiang Yang had two boxes, one box was distributed by the school on behalf of them, and one was given to them by the school. The packages were sent to the apartment management office by the work-study students. He only picked up his and Xiang Yang's bags when he came back yesterday evening. .
Seeing the mooncakes, 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, leaving people unable to escape. Where was he last Mid-Autumn Festival? Last year, he spent the holidays with his great-grandmother and uncles at his great-aunt's house. This year he was supposed to go back to his grandpa's house, but he didn't want to go back there... didn't want to... After a while of silence, Yan Xing picked up his cell phone and called his grandpa, even if he didn't want to
. When I go back, I always have to make phone calls.
Yan
Ming of the Yan family sat in his study room, speechless for a long time in front of a slightly faded family portrait. The family portrait showed a middle-aged and elderly couple, a young woman and a young child.
The Yan surname 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. Since then, it has taken root, sprouted, and thrived.
Yan Ming's parents were neither rich nor poor, and were probably considered rich peasants. Yan Ming was born in the war-torn years before the founding of the Republic. Since his family could still afford a living, he attended school since he was a child, so he could be considered a member of that generation. Intellectual youth.
As a wise 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 including 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, where he served until his retirement. , when he retired, his glory was limited to the level of technical lieutenant colonel.
Yan Ming is 1.88 meters tall. When he was young, he was tall and heroic, an intellectual, and quite handsome. Now he is over seventy years old, his temples are gray, and the traces of time have been left on his weather-beaten face.
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 were half-closed, and light shone into the study through the half-covered screen window, illuminating the whole room. The desk was empty except for a family photo frame. The four people in the photo frame were three generations of the Yan family, including a middle-aged couple. It is Yan Ming and his first wife He Ziqiong, and the young man is their only beloved daughter Yan Feixia. Yan Feixia is holding a two-year-old son in her arms.
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's young and beautiful face was full of The loving mother shines, that child smiles 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, a daughter, a young grandson, and the most beautiful family. However, two years later, his daughter died of illness, and he and His beloved wife took his grandson back to raise him to comfort him for the loss of his daughter. 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 sent the He family's little great-grandson to a closed school. He went to school, from elementary school to high school, to a military academy and then to the army. He spent more time at home and less time at home.
Even though he and his little 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 little grandson rarely came back even on holidays, even if every time Coming back came and went in a hurry.
When exactly 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 bright were full of sadness. Happiness was always so short-lived. His wife and daughter had gone, leaving him alone to guard this place. At home, during the holidays, he looked forward to his grandson getting married early and having children to continue the family life, but when his hair turned gray, what he looked forward to was not the family full of descendants, but the fact that the children would 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.
Yan Ming, who was 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 "Xiao Long Bao" flashed into his eyes on the bright screen.
His eyes lit up with surprise, he picked up the phone to answer the call, and heard the beautiful voice that he missed - "Grandpa, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!" The elegant voice reached his ears, and
Yan Ming's heart became lively: "Xiao Longbao, are you there? Where? Are you at the door?"
After dialing the phone, no one answered for half a minute. Yan Xing thought that his grandfather might be temporarily busy and couldn't answer the phone. When the call was connected, he instinctively said holiday blessings 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 spend the holidays with you. I saw your other grandson Zhao Zongze today. They will probably go to have dinner with you and enjoy the feast in the evening." Yue, you all have a happy holiday..." "
..." Until the end of the call, the pain in Yan Ming's heart lingered, and he was in a daze holding the phone. He didn't even know what he said, and he didn't quite remember what his grandson said. Only the words "your other grandson Zhao Zongze" and "accompanying you to eat and admire the moon" are particularly clear, and they keep echoing in his mind...
His only direct grandson is also the only heir of the Yan family, only Xiao Longbao One, where did the other grandson come from?
Suddenly, his heart felt as if he had been pricked by a needle. When he thought about it carefully, it seemed that ever since he accepted that Zhao Zongze's brothers and sisters were also his grandchildren, and accepted those who called him grandpa, the number of times Xiao Longbao went home gradually decreased.
His heart ached, and Yan Ming's eyes were sore from the pain, with tears flashing in his eyes. The hand holding the phone became tighter and tighter, and his whole body became tighter and tighter. The veins on his old face were looming.
After 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 to open another drawer and took a few things. To put things in, he 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, have you had your lunch break? You want to eat?" Order something, I'll heat it up."
Aunt Jin has been working as a nanny for the Yan family for many years, and has always called the master of the Yan family "Mr." I went to Beijing to work as a nanny, 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 frowned: "Where are the people?" "
Master Zhao, Miss Zhao, brother and sister came here this morning to accompany their wives to go shopping. Sir, you are in the study, I don't dare to disturb you. ." Aunt Jin neatly reported the wife's whereabouts.
"Oh," Yan Ming said lightly, then suddenly remembered something and was extremely surprised: "Hey, Xiao Jin, 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 then she will make up for my leave in a few days." "Don't worry about it
. You pack up those and go catch the subway home to reunite with the children." Yan Ming clenched his hand on the crutch.
"This is not appropriate. My wife will be angry. It doesn't matter if I stay. I can go home another day." Aunt Jin hesitated and did not dare to comply.
"There's nothing inappropriate. You were invited by me. I said I'd give you a holiday. Just go and pack up immediately and go out to catch the car together. I also want to go to my old friends. They probably won't come back tonight. You What's the point of staying alone and guarding a big house, so deserted?"
"This..." Aunt Jin looked at the old man, and then she realized that the old man was carrying a backpack. He really looked like he was going out. He was homesick. Overcoming her reason, she rushed to the kitchen, stuffed some things into the refrigerator, tidied briefly, then ran back to the nanny's room, changed her clothes, and picked up her luggage bag.
Asking the nanny to get the luggage, Yan Ming sat in the living room and waited. When 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 dormitory area for family members of the Ministry of Railways. There are many older generation retired railway cadres and family members like him in the entire area. Old people are often seen strolling on the roads in the dormitory area.
Aunt Jin accompanied the old man out of the dormitory area and sent him to the bus. She went to take the bus to the subway station first.
When Mr. Yan answered the call from his grandson and fell into inexplicable grief, Yan Xing, who had called his grandfather, also stared at the air for a while. He quickly gathered his mood and called his great-grandmother, uncles and uncles. My cousins and aunts all send holiday greetings.
He took one call after another and stayed on the phone for more than forty minutes. After making the call, the battery of his mobile phone was exhausted. He charged his mobile phone, went to the computer, and took the time to deal with the work.
Young Master Yan was thinking about food. He couldn't sit still at 5:10. He picked up a box of mooncakes and wanted to run away. But he felt uneasy after thinking about it. He stuffed the Mid-Autumn Festival gift from the little Lolita into his backpack along with the mooncakes, put on his sunglasses, and Leave the dormitory and go downstairs.
He drove the car and took a trip to the Life Street. He went to the fruit shop, bought some fruits, and secretly visited the little Lolita's dormitory with a gift that he felt was shabby.
Student Le Xiao, who worked hard on one-third of an acre of his own land, spent about forty minutes to finally harvest all the medicinal materials, fruits and vegetables. He even picked a few old pumpkins and grew them for more than half a month. The old pumpkins have also reached the time when the melons are ripe and the stems have fallen off, so they can be picked. When the old melons are picked, the nutrients of the melon vines are supplied to the new small melons, and the following small melons will grow faster.
After finishing the work, I was so tired that I was sweating. I sat on the Lingshi ridge outside the medicine field and took a few breaths. I drank two black tiger fruits to replenish my energy. I 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, and she would have no time to study the stones. She escaped from the space, returned to the dormitory, and went to take a shower and wash clothes like a breeze.
After hanging the clothes to dry on the balcony, Le Yun ran to the pile of vegetables he bought before Handsome Yan came, picked out the vegetables to be cooked in the evening, decisively packed half of them, took them to the kitchen, and then opened the refrigerator and took out the pig hands for washing. Rinse the water, chop it into pieces, drain off the blood, take a few medicinal materials and put the pig's trotters 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 they are not cooked early, it will be too late, and the cooking will not taste good, which is equivalent to wasting her 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, and then the messages will pop up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, and the prompts will sound in a series, which is as pleasant as playing music.
"..." Le Yun grinned and secretly laughed. 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. On the way back to Beijing in the morning, She had nothing to do for a while and chatted with everyone. While chatting, her battery was almost 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 the phone and slept. She moved the medical books she had bought back to the bedroom, stacked them in the book compartment of the small writing table, and then threw them away. The curios on the parlor floor were moved to the desk to prevent them from being trampled by passing traffic.
Move 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 unwashed small stones. Soak 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 half of his body in with large and small bags in the other hand. She couldn't help but twitch at the corner of her mouth. : "Handsome Yan, my refrigerator can't fit in anymore, okay?"
Yan Xing leaned in and saw the little Loli squatting at the desk facing the door. He was a little embarrassed: "This... is not a dish. , it’s some fruit.”
He walked around Life Street and went straight to the Zhuangyuan Building. He climbed to the fourth floor in one breath and saw that the door was not locked and there was only a crack left. He was very happy. The little Loli helped him keep the door open. Where is my son?
On the way here, he was in an excited mood, but when he saw the pink little Lolita, he suddenly became restrained.
"Brother Yan, you don't have to buy fruit from now on. I can't finish it all by myself. It's a waste if it's spoiled." Judging from the things that Handsome Yan brought, they were all quite heavy. She said she was very sad. The last few times he and Handsome Liu and Li She secretly took some of the fruits her brother bought and shared them with her classmates in the military training class before she managed to kill them. He bought so much, and she had to share it 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, are you cleaning the antiques? Let me help." He lowered his eyes and saw some corners exposed in the rice washing basin. He secretly twitched the corner of his mouth. Little Lolita wants to cook it all?
"You can help, but you have to handle it with care. If you break mine, don't blame me for depriving you of your dinner." Of course it's not a bad thing to have a free cleaner. It's shameful to waste food, and it's equally shameful to waste labor.
"I must be as precious as a treasure."
"It is a treasure in the first place."
"Understood."
Yan Xing nodded heavily, but did not pat his chest to ensure that everything would be in good condition to show his honesty, reliability and hard work. capable.
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, and Le Yun did as he wished, wandering into the kitchen to wash vegetables, peel 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; and brought up the pork belly and liver. Wash the pork intestines, pork belly and meat, and filter the blood water.
She was handling the ingredients in an orderly manner in the small kitchen, and he was diligently washing the 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 when he saw the beautiful back of the little Lolita, he felt strange. Ming's peace of mind.
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 turned a blind eye and he quickly took a towel that was used as a rag to wipe his hands. He took out his cell phone and saw that the caller ID was his grandpa. He pressed the button with his finger to answer: "Grandpa?"
"Xiao Longbao... I... I..." On a street, Yan Ming held his mobile phone and looked at a group of buildings in the distance, feeling unspeakable.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?" Yan Xing's heartstrings suddenly tightened.
"I...I'm at your school...outside the west gate..." 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 bit stiff: "Grandpa, wait over there. I'll be right back."
He hung up the phone. He held the phone tightly with his big hand and tried to keep his voice steady: "Little Loli, I...my grandpa is here..."
Why did his grandpa come to tell her?
A string of lightning bolts flashed through his mind. Leyun put down the kitchen knife and jumped to the door of the small kitchen: "You want to say that your grandpa is here to take you back and you won't eat?"
Yan Xing tightened his arms unconsciously and resisted Legs, 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 a... meal..." (End of Chapter
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