Yu Jian's "farewell ceremony" was a bit...indescribably weird...
Yu Yuan, who was supposed to be crying, held her hand sensibly and poured chicken soup into her: "Sister, you have to call me when you get home."
Yu Jian was at a loss for words: "Shouldn't you try to save me?"
Yu Yuan waved his hand freely and rolled his eyes: "I am no longer the same person I was last year. The reason for separation is to meet each other better!"
My elder sister has already said that she will take the entrance examination to Beijing University. In just one year at most, the two siblings will be able to be together every day. Besides, they will definitely go back to their hometown during the winter vacation to celebrate the New Year. He is a man and can endure loneliness.
Besides...his sister left a lot of delicious food for him. The two large jars of maltose in the cabinet can sustain him for a long time...
It was hard to imagine that these words came from the mouth of a six-year-old boy. Yu Jian looked at him dumbfounded.
After Yu's father came back from Jinfulou, his face was full of words: I have something to do and I am unhappy. He was absent-minded in everything he did. He took two wrong forks in the road in a row, and there was no such strong parting atmosphere.
Only Yu's mother felt a little sad at the thought of not being able to see her daughter for another half a year. So the day before, Subaru bought Yu Jian different clothes for each season in spring, summer, autumn and winter, giving her an extra suitcase.
Mother Yu held her daughter's hand apologetically and was reluctant to let go: "I knew I would have sent it back to you. It's so heavy..."
Yu Jian smiled tenderly at her: "I can handle it, mom." He gave her another hug and said, "I'll wait for you to come back during the New Year."
Mother Yu's eyes turned red, and she felt a surge of sadness in her heart: "Oh! You take care of yourself at home. If you don't have enough money, just tell your mother and she will transfer the money to you."
The care that parents outside the home could not provide probably wanted to make up for it with money. Yu Jian lowered her head and glanced at Yu Yuan who was looking around in confusion, feeling a little envious in her heart.
The master taught her skills, but often left her alone. Now that she feels her parents' care, she is a little greedy for this warmth.
"Jianguo, Ah Jian!" Someone waved and shouted from a distance.
Yu Jian looked blankly and saw that it was Yu Jianping. The last time she mentioned to him the time to return to her hometown, he actually remembered it and went directly to the airport to see her off.
Yu Jianping came over panting. He was afraid of missing the time, so he drove very fast all the way from the parking lot to the terminal hall.
"Why are you here?" Father Yu was also a little surprised.
Yu Jianping wiped his sweat and said angrily: "My eldest niece is going back to her hometown, and I, the uncle, can't come to see her off?! Don't worry, A-Jian, I have something to tell you."
Yu Jian sat cautiously next to Yu Jianping, looking down at her fingernails. Because she had been cooking all the time, her fingernails used to be pale, but now they are pink and tender, with a small crescent moon, healthy and beautiful.
Yu Jianping rubbed his hands and spoke to her: "Your father told me about the banquet, and Jian did a good job..."
Hearing the compliment, Yu Jian rolled his eyes and said, "It's just a pity about that box of lotus paste." As a chef, the worst thing is to waste food.
"I heard that your father gave you the recipe?" Yu Jianping asked, unconsciously touching something in his trouser pocket.
Yu Jian nodded, a little surprised: "You also know our family's recipes?"
How come you don't know?! Yu Jianping gave a wry smile, took out something covered with newspapers hidden in his trouser pocket, and handed it to her.
Yu Jian turned her head slightly and looked at him doubtfully.
"This is the other half of the recipe." Yu Jianping sighed and said slowly, "I came out of Raoxiang and stole half of the recipe. I thought your grandfather must hate me, but I didn't expect that he didn't
Tell Jianguo more than half of it."
Yu Jian looked at his trembling hand and guessed that there must be something hidden back then. She held down his hand and pushed it: "You shouldn't have given him to me."
Putting aside whether this thing is precious or not, what Yu Jianping needs to do most is to explain the reason clearly to her father. The previous generation had their own solutions, and she should not be dragged into it.
"I'm afraid your father won't forgive me." The voice was a little bitter. This was not a glorious thing. Jianguo didn't know what to do, but he knew that there would definitely be a gap between the brothers.
"No." Yu Jian replied firmly, "Don't you know what kind of person my father is? He is kind and has no ambition, but there is only one thing. You must treat him sincerely. Uncle, there are some words
I shouldn’t have told you, but if you just gave me the recipe, it’s your fault.”
After a pause, she looked at the three people sitting on the other side several meters apart. Yu Yuan caught her gaze and made a face at her. She smiled back and continued: "I haven't met grandpa, but
Since he didn't say anything, he was thinking about his friendship with you..."
If you make a mistake first, it's best to correct it if you know it. If you can't change it, you should try your best to make amends.
This half of the recipe book, coming from his mouth, Yu Jianping, and coming from her, Yu Jian, are completely different things.
No matter how generous Father Yu is, he will definitely seek an explanation from Yu Jianping.
Yu Jianping gradually tightened his grip on the newspaper bag in his hand, remained silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "I understand..."
Yu Jian stood up and walked towards his family, leaving him some space to be alone.
People at the airport were coming and going in a hurry, and Yu Jianping sat there with his eyes lowered, feeling indescribably desolate...
"Sister, remember to call!" The boarding announcement rang. Yu Jian said goodbye to a few people and walked in. She only heard Yu Yuan shouting from behind. The little guy also came to his senses at this moment. He just felt reluctant to leave.
, his sister stepped into the boarding room and disappeared. He wiped away his tears and opened his arms for his mother to hold her.
Yu's mother also shed tears uncontrollably, and the mother and son held each other's arms and cried.
…
In the small house deep in the alley, the main house was dimly lit.
Yu Jianguo stared at his junior brother with scarlet eyes: "You...how could you do such a thing?! How did my father treat you wrong? Before he died, he kept thinking, if he could treat you better,
, you wouldn’t have gone north to work at a young age! He even wants to give you his seat in a state-owned hotel!"
Yu Jianping closed his eyes. Every word Yu Jianguo said hit his heart. He held his head in his hands and buried it in the crook of his legs.
"Yes, I, Yu Jianguo, am not a good cook, so you always laughed at me at that time. My father didn't like me either. He even wanted to let me go from Jin Fulou..." Yu's father said with a sad face and poured out the wine in the cup.
Drink it all in one gulp...
What?
Yu Jianping suddenly raised his head and held his hand holding the wine bottle: "What did you say? What happened to Jin Fulou?"
"What's wrong with me?! They told me to get out!" Father Yu's anger, which he had been holding in for a whole day, started to boil up. He pushed him away and threw the bottle to the ground.
He lay on the table and cried, murmuring: "Twelve years, they let me go when they said they would let me go!" He was drunk, so he raised his head and asked, "Jianping, am I really that bad?"
Let them come as soon as you call them, and leave them as soon as you wave them...