After chatting with Ai Muhua for a while, Ai Muhua said that he would hold a farewell banquet for Zhang Cundao. However, Zhang Cundao refused. All his tickets were bought!
It takes nearly ten days to return from the Huangquan Sect in the misty world to the Jiucaixia Sect. But in the real world, it only takes more than seven hours to return to Zijin City by high-speed rail from Shu County. It would be faster if you take a plane
.
However, Zhang Cundao doesn't like to fly. He prefers to take a train to see the scenery.
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On the train, Zhang Cundao was writing something on a small board in front of his seat. Next to him was a little boy with a tiger-like head. The little boy was very quiet and was watching him write.
The little boy's mother had fallen asleep leaning on the seat. It was obvious that she was really sleepy.
After being stared at by the little boy for a while, Zhang Cundao took out a pack of wafer biscuits from the backpack behind him, opened it, handed it to the little boy and said, "Would you like some biscuits?"
The little boy did not take the biscuit immediately. Instead, he put his hand on his lips and whispered, "Don't speak so loudly. Mommy is asleep. Don't wake her up."
"Oh!" Zhang Cundao also whispered immediately. Then he said to him: "You are so sensible and know that you care about your mother."
He originally wanted to praise the little boy, but he didn't expect that the little boy curled his lips and said: "I went to bed very early last night, but my mother wanted to watch TV and watched it very late. She didn't even listen to me when I told her to go to bed.
, you see, you are not energetic today. The kindergarten teacher said that if you don’t sleep during the day, you will collapse in the afternoon. If you don’t sleep at night, you will collapse throughout the day.”
After he finished speaking, he gave his old mother a disgusted look, seeming to be troubled by her poor schedule.
Just as the child was talking, Zhang Cundao saw that his mother's ears were turning red. She turned her head unnaturally, obviously pretending to be asleep. She just heard her son complaining about her to others, which made her a little embarrassed, so she continued
Pretending to sleep.
In fact, no matter how sleepy she is, how could such a caring mother dare to sleep to death with her child?
Zhang Cundao smiled secretly and said, "You worry too much about your mother. Come and eat a biscuit." He continued to hand over the biscuit box, and the little boy took the biscuit and ate it happily.
Zhang Cundao's affinity is still very strong. Both the little boy and the child's mother are very reassured about him. This is his unique affinity towards people after practicing, especially after practicing the "Caiyuan Sutra".
In the past, because of the vitality of the "Huangya Sutra", he would influence other people, especially the innocent-hearted children. Now that he has practiced the "Caiyuan Sutra", the 'light' and 'warmth' emanating from him will make everyone around him
Everybody feels at ease and peaceful.
He is like a large infrared light emitter of life, which will warm all the people around him invisibly. It will make people believe in him and get close to him from the bottom of their hearts.
Therefore, even on the train, even if he is a stranger, the young mother next to him still dares to fall asleep next to him, and the smart children are not wary of him, because there is an inexplicable sense of security around him.
When the child finished half the box of biscuits, Zhang Cundao opened another bottle of water and fed him. At this time, the young mother woke up 'accidentally'.
After she woke up, she pretended to be surprised and said: "Baby, why do you eat other people's food? Have you ever thanked uncle?"
But the little boy said: "Who told you to sleep? I'm so hungry. I thanked my uncle for it." He was still very polite.
The young mother quickly smiled at Zhang Cundao, took out food from her bag, and said, "I'm really sorry, I have some pastries here, please eat them too."
It was a pea cake she made herself. The color was like fine beeswax and it looked delicious.
Zhang Cundao started eating without any courtesy. After chatting for a while, he found out that the mother and son were going to visit her husband who was working outside.
A few hours later, the mother and son got off the bus at the station, and the little boy reluctantly said goodbye to Zhang Cundao. After they got off the bus, an elderly couple sat next to Zhang Cundao.
The two old men should be in their sixties and seemed to be in good spirits. As soon as they saw Zhang Cundao, they were attracted by this energetic young man and started talking.
The two old people are traveling. When they were young, they were busy with work and rarely went out to the city. Now that they are retired, they travel around the world while their health is still good.
Seeing Zhang Cundao writing, the old man smiled and said, "Young man, your calligraphy is pretty good. You must have practiced it specially."
Zhang Cundao said: "If you practice it casually, at least it won't look ugly."
The old man looked at it carefully, but said: "Without more than ten years of hard work, you can't practice this calligraphy. The young man is so kind-hearted. When I was young, I wrote materials in the office, and it was also because of my beautiful pen calligraphy.
He was just selected by the old superior. This word is like a human figure. Whether a person's character is good or not can be judged by his handwriting." The old man rambled, and Zhang Cundao listened honestly.
The two old men were also from Zijin City, and they had a good chat with Zhang Cundao along the way. After learning that Zhang Cundao was a student at Zijin University, they even exchanged phone numbers with Zhang Cundao. They said they would have the opportunity to introduce their granddaughter to Zhang Cundao!
Sometimes, being too attractive is not good and can easily attract bees and butterflies.
A few hours later, the train finally arrived at the station. The old couple wanted to invite Zhang Cundao to dinner. However, Zhang Cundao declined.
Returning to the family area where he had been away for several months, a thin layer of dust had fallen on the house. Zhang Cundao tidied it up and then sent a message to Wen Xi and Zhu Xuanxuan that he had arrived home.
After the message was sent, Zhu Xuanxuan quickly replied, saying: "You're back? Great! I miss you so much! Let's go out for dinner."
As for Wen Xi, it took a long time before she sent back the word "oh".
Zhang Cundao smashed his mouth, then picked up the phone and called Grandma Wen.
"Hey, grandma, it's me. Well, I'm back. I miss the food you cooked... Well, I'll go have dinner tonight... Okay, I understand, I will pick her up."
After talking to Grandma Wen on the phone, Zhang Cundao cleaned himself up, looked at the time, and planned to go to the company.
He took a bus to the industrial park and then entered his company. Everyone saw the boss whom they had not seen for a long time and greeted him warmly.
He chatted with his colleagues for a while, then came to Wen Xi's office and knocked gently on the door.
"Come in." Wen Xi's voice sounded.
Zhang Cundao pushed the door open and went in. Wen Xi saw it was him, and then she lowered her head expressionlessly and continued to read the documents.
"I'm back." Zhang Cundao coughed lightly and said.
"Yeah." Wen Xi acted very unfamiliar.
"I just called my grandma to report that I was safe, and she asked me to go home for dinner," Zhang Cundao said.
"Huh?!" Wen Xi raised her head and looked at him with a stern look.
"I agreed. I also miss grandma's craftsmanship." Zhang Cundao said very bachelorly.
"Let's go back together after get off work. I'll wait for you." Zhang Cundao didn't give her a chance to respond. He said it bluntly, then turned and left the office.
There was still an hour before get off work. Zhang Cundao and Zhu Xuanxuan agreed to have dinner tomorrow, and then went to the computer room to have a look at Cerebellum. He wanted to replenish Cerebellum's energy, otherwise Cerebellum might not be able to withstand it.
Looking at the fist-sized box in front of him, Zhang Cundao suddenly said: "You said if I were given a body, what would you use it for?"
He had this idea in his mind, but he also had some worries. The destruction of Huang Yaguan flashed through his mind. What if something happened to Xiao Naonao with a body?
In the end, Zhang Cundao shook his head. Now that the time has not come, there is no rush on this matter.
After waiting for a while, Zhang Cundao came to the door of Wen Xi's office to wait for her after get off work. However, Wen Xi was obviously very inactive today, and she continued to stay in the office and refused to leave.
"I'm not active after get off work. I have a problem with my thinking." Zhang Cundao said calmly. While saying goodbye to others, he dialed Grandma Wen's phone number.
After a while, Wen Xi's office suddenly opened. Wen Xi looked at Zhang Cundao angrily and said, "Why don't you just go to your parents if you have something to do? This makes you look very childish! Do you think it's children quarreling?"
Zhang Cundao immediately said: "Although this trick is a bit embarrassing, it is really effective. Okay, let's go home and eat."
Wen Xi glared at him, and finally packed up and followed him back. The two walked out of the industrial park silently and waited for the bus in silence. Even if they stood face to face on the bus, they didn't say a word.
Wen Xi's character is a bit serious. When she is angry, it is difficult to coax her.
When we arrived at Wen Xi's house, Grandma Wen was very happy. She had already prepared a large table of dishes and kept picking up dishes for Zhang Cundao. In front of her family, Wen Xi couldn't put on a bad face, but there was no communication throughout the process.
Grandma Dewen shook her head.
After dinner, Zhang Cundao said goodbye and left. Wen Xi was kicked out by Grandma Wen and asked her to give Zhang Cundao a favor.
The two of them were walking in tandem on campus. Suddenly, Zhang Cundao took out a thick pack of cards from his arms.
"This is a gift for you." Zhang Cundao said.
"Huh!" Wen Xi is not the kind of person who can be coaxed by ordinary gifts. She didn't even look at what the gift was.
Zhang Cundao was not annoyed. He said: "This is a postcard from Shu County. Shu County is a famous historical and cultural city. Many scenic spots and history have been made into postcards. Every day, I will buy a different one and write a sentence.
If you can’t go, but seeing these postcards, I think you’ll be a little happier.”
Wen Xi naturally disdains ordinary gifts, but this kind of gift suits her very well. She is a girl from the literature department.
And during this time, sending postcards to each other was also very popular.
Wen Xi looked at the thick stack of postcards, which were carefully tied with ribbons. She hesitated for a moment and accepted the gift. She still said: "You left without saying goodbye, and you stayed away for several months."
, I’m very angry. If you don’t give me a good explanation, I won’t forgive you.”
As she spoke, she saw what was written on the first postcard.
‘The east wind blows thousands of trees into bloom at night, and the stars fall like rain. BMWs and carriages fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flutes sound, jade pots turn with light, and fish and dragons dance all night long.
Moths are like golden threads in the snow and willows. Her laughter is full of fragrance. People are looking for her thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, that person is there, in the dimly lit place.'
She couldn't help but recite this poem softly, especially the last line, "Everyone looked for her thousands of times. When she suddenly looked back, she was there, in the dim light." It touched her heart.
"Did you write this?" At this time, her tone suddenly became softer, no longer stiff and indifferent. It was as if the shell of a jade clam had been pried open, revealing its soft heart.
The lethality of poetry varies from person to person, and it is particularly effective for Wen Xi. If it were written to Zhu Xuanxuan, she would probably just chuckle and say, "It's so disgusting, I like it so much" and it would be over.
"Well, I wrote this." Zhang Cundao said. This was indeed "written" by him. He wrote it for several hours on the train.
It's just that he took this poem from the Red Leaf Demon back then.
Hearing Zhang Cundao's admission, Wen Xi's eyes became bright. She murmured: "I never knew you could write poetry."
Zhang Cundao shook his head and said, "I really don't know how to write poetry. I just wrote down my feelings. It became poetry on its own."
"You talkative!" Wen Xi scolded him with a smile, and her feelings about him leaving without saying goodbye these past few months and being irresponsible to him disappeared in an instant.