From the ghost market to Panjiayuan and back to school, Le Yun tried hard 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 jumped up and screamed with excitement "Ao Ao"
, rushed 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. 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 brushing, I happily hummed my own tune: "La la la, I am the cute little God of Wealth. I go to the ghost market in the morning and bring back a small stone..."
Wash, wash, wash, wash, wash, wash, wash the small stones, put them in the bucket, 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 jadeite stones and spring ribbons, and scrub away the dust on the surface.
, 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 at her round eyes: "..."
I left for the ghost market at around one o'clock last night, so I didn't have time to go back to space in the morning or noon. I just missed that little time. The fruits, vegetables and medicinal materials grown in the medicine field were like taking a booster, and they looked so ferocious.
, lilies, dendrobium, ginseng, yam and other medicinal materials. Some 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.
Drying 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, it still has to be picked three times a day, once in the morning, once in the afternoon and once in the evening. You can pick about four or five pounds each time.
After a day of lack of space, various saplings have grown. The ancient fern planted with soil from the medicinal field has grown about eight centimeters tall and about the diameter of an egg. The vigorously growing buds are particularly endearing.
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, and 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 urgently needed medicinal materials first, and then pick matsutake mushrooms, pumpkins, watermelons, tomatoes, peppers...
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Student 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 No. 1 Scholar Building, returned to the dormitory, opened the door, and found that the dormitory was empty, making people feel a sense of desolation.
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 cleaning up, I took it back to the bedroom area and took photos from all angles with my mobile phone.
Take a photo, upload it to your 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 bother, took clean clothes and took a shower. In order not to leave any smell, he washed himself from head to toe twice, thinking that it was impossible for the smell of sweat to remain.
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 Xiang Yang were studying at Qingdao University, their treatment would naturally be based on that 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.
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He and Xiang Yang had two boxes, one was distributed by the school on behalf of them, and the other 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.
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When he saw the mooncakes, he truly realized the reality that the Mid-Autumn Festival represented 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 it impossible to escape. Where was he during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year? Last year, he spent the festival with my great-grandma and uncles at my great-aunt’s house. This year, I should have gone back to my grandpa’s house.
But, he doesn't want to go back there... doesn't want to...
After a while of silence, Yan Xing picked up his cell phone and called his grandfather. Even if he didn't want to go back, he would always make a call.
Yan family
Yan Ming sat in his study, speechless for a long time in front of a slightly faded family portrait, which 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 during the Spring and Autumn Period, and has taken root and flourished since then.
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 was considered a member of that generation.
Intelligent youth.
As an enlightened 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. However, he is now over seventy years old, with gray hair on his temples and traces of time on his weather-beaten face.<
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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-covered, 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 her two-year-old son.
Time does not stop for anyone, the camera freezes time, allowing the age of the person taking the photo to be fixed 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 brightly, and the 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 and daughter, a young grandson, and the most beautiful family. However, two years later, his beloved daughter died of illness, and he and
His beloved wife took back his grandson 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 his grandson to be close to him anymore after having a stepwife. The He family followed his beloved wife's last wish and sent the He family's little great-grandson to a closed school.
Post-schooling, from elementary school to high school, to a military academy and then to the army, spending more time at home and less time outside.
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, from who knows when, his only grandson rarely came back even on holidays, even every time.
I came back 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 is always so short-lived. His wife and daughter have gone, leaving him alone to guard this place.
At home, during the holidays, he looks forward to the fact that his grandson will get married soon and have children to continue the family tradition, but when his hair turns gray, what he looks forward to is not the family full of descendants, but the fact that the children will come home less and less often.
"Du-"
In the quiet place where you could only hear breathing, the sound of a mobile phone shaking the screen sounded. 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.<
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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, where are you? Have you arrived at the door of your house?"
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 a holiday greeting 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 celebrate the festival with you. I saw your other grandson Zhao Zongze today. They will probably go to eat with you and admire the moon in the evening. Happy holidays to you..."
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"..." Until the end of the call, the pain in Yan Ming's heart lingered. He was holding the phone in a daze. He didn't even know what he said, and he didn't quite remember what his grandson said. The only thing he said was "Your other."
"A grandson Zhao Zongze" and "I will accompany you to eat and admire the moon" are so clear that they keep echoing in my mind...
His only direct grandson and the only heir of the Yan family is Xiao Longbao. Where did he get another grandson?
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. Tears flashed in his eyes. The hand holding the phone tightened and tightened, 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 a drawer. He took the key to open another drawer and took a few things.
I 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 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 was laid off and worked as a nanny in Beijing. She is in charge of food and home hygiene.
There are hourly workers.
Yan Ming, who had not finished walking up the stairs, looked at the empty house and couldn't help but frown: "Where are the people?"
"Master Zhao, Miss Zhao, brother and sister came over this morning to accompany my wife to go shopping. Sir, you are in the study and I don't dare to disturb you." Aunt Jin reported the wife's whereabouts neatly.
"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 Young Master Zhao and Miss Zhao will come to accompany Mr. Zhao to admire the moon tonight. She asked me to stay and do some housework first, and then give me some time off in a few days."
"Don't worry about that. Just pack up 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 would 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 being left alone to guard a big, deserted room?”
"This..." Aunt Jin looked at the old man, and then she realized that the old man was carrying a backpack, and he really looked like he was going out. The thought of homesickness overcame her reason, and she rushed to the kitchen and stuffed some things into the refrigerator.
After tidying up, I ran back to the nanny's room, changed my clothes, and picked up my luggage bag.
After 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 his satisfaction, stood up with a cane, and locked the door together to leave the house.
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 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 my holiday greetings.
He took one call after another and stayed on the phone for more than 40 minutes. After making the call, the battery of the mobile phone was exhausted. He charged the 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 and the mooncakes into his backpack, put on his sunglasses, and
Leave the dormitory and go downstairs.
He drove the car and took another trip to Life Street. He went to the fruit shop, bought some fruits, and secretly visited the little Lolita dormitory with a gift that he felt was shabby.
Student Le Xiao, who was working hard on one-third of an acre of 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 their 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 also 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! <
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She was afraid that handsome guy Yan would come to the dormitory early, so she would have no time to study the stone, so 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, before Handsome Yan came, Le Yun ran to the pile of vegetables he bought, picked out the vegetables to be cooked in the evening, decisively packed half of the bags, took them to the kitchen, and then opened the refrigerator and took out the pig hands for washing.
Rinse the water, chop into pieces, drain off the blood, take a few medicinal materials and put the pig's trotters into a 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 you don't cook them 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 and it 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 the messages will pop up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, and the prompts will sound in a series, as if they are playing music.
"..." Le Yun grinned and secretly laughed. There were private messages and group messages. The private message was Little Belly, 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,
When she had nothing to do for a while, she chatted with everyone. As she chatted, her battery ran 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 make comments. She just turned on her phone and slept. She moved the medical books she had bought back to the bedroom, stacked them in the book compartment of the small desk, and then threw them away.
The antiques on the living room floor were moved to the desk to prevent them from being trampled by people passing by.
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 her lips.
: "Brother Yan, my refrigerator can no longer fit in any space, 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 vegetable, it is some fruit."
He walked around Life Street and went straight to Zhuangyuan Building. He climbed to the fourth floor in one breath and saw that the door was unlocked and there was only a crack left. He was very happy. The little Loli helped him keep 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, you don't have to buy fruit from now on. I can't finish it all by myself, and it's a waste if it's spoiled." No matter what, the things Handsome Yan brought were quite substantial. She said she was very sad. The last few times he and Handsome Liu and Li
The fruits her brother bought for several people, she secretly took some and shared them with her classmates in the military training class before successfully killing them. He bought so many, and she had to share them 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 me, but you have to 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 more than you can ask for. It's shameful to waste food, and it's equally shameful to waste labor.
"I must be as precious as a treasure."
"It was originally a treasure."
"Got it."
Yan Xing nodded heavily, but did not pat his chest to ensure that everything would be 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, and Le Yun did as he wished. She wandered into the kitchen to wash vegetables, peeled off the loofah skin, cut it into pieces and put it on the plate, then cut the vegetables and put them on the plate for later use; and brought up the pork belly and liver.
Pork sausage and pork belly, clean the meat and filter the blood with a tip.
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.
I took out my mobile phone and saw that the caller ID was actually my grandpa. I pressed the button with my 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 there, I'll be here soon."
He hung up the phone, holding the phone tightly with his big hands, trying to keep his voice steady: "Little Lolita, I...my grandpa is here..."
Why did his grandfather come to tell her?
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: "You want to say that your grandpa is here to pick you up and you won't eat?"
Yan Xing unknowingly tightened his arms against his legs, and his voice was filled with a hint of despair: "I... don't want to go back. If... my grandpa comes out alone, can I... accompany him to your place?"
Eat... rice..."
This chapter has been completed!