The landlady was stunned for a moment, the look on her face changed several times, she was a little excited and a little scared, her lips trembled slightly, and her voice also trembled: "You mean...that Yu...?!"
Yu Yinyin smiled but said nothing.
The landlady's joy was immediately palpable. She covered her mouth and widened her eyes. Slowly, water vapor slowly rose in her eyes, and her hands trembled a little. She pushed open the hotel door again and rushed to the background wall.
, his fingers touched the photos frame by frame, and finally stopped on an old black and white photo.
In the photo, a young couple is standing in front of the hotel holding a fat boy. Behind them, there is a slightly blurred but tall figure...
At some point, Yu Yinyin also walked up to her. She also looked at the traces left by these years with emotion, and sighed: "Gu Li, it's too difficult for you to keep this promise."
The landlady shook her head invisibly, and the corners of her lips rose higher and higher: "Director, we can afford to defend it."
Going back many, many years ago, what was Xinjiang Province like at that time? It cannot be said that the people were in dire straits, but it was indeed an extremely dark time.
This was a time when inland China was undergoing drastic development, but for remote Xinjiang provinces, people were still living under the oppression of the superiors, leading a miserable and impoverished life.
One day, Guli's grandfather brought back a stranger. This man was a bit old, with gray hair and unkempt appearance, but his eyes were still clear and bright, and there were flashes of light from time to time. The arrival of this man made the family, which was not rich,
To make matters worse, Guli's father was not yet born at that time, but her grandmother might give birth at any time, so the two of them lived frugally in order to save more food for their children.
But on the first day he came, the old man ate up the couple's usual three-day ration. Guli's grandma looked at the dwindling food bag and was worried. She couldn't bear to drive the homeless old man away, but she couldn't bear to leave her home either.
After thinking about it for several days, I finally called Guli’s grandfather and asked him to drive the people away quickly.
Guli's grandfather disagreed. It was difficult for the locals to survive in this ice and snow, let alone a foreigner who was unfamiliar with the place. After several arguments, Guli's grandmother finally gave in.
One early morning a week later, Guli's grandma suddenly started working. Her whole body felt like being pricked by a long needle, and her whole body was throbbing with pain. It was snowing outside, and there was no way to find a car to take her to the health center. As she watched,
Grandma's strength became weaker and weaker, and the beads of sweat on her head became thicker and thicker. Guli's grandfather was so panicked that he collapsed on the ground.
At this moment, the white-haired old man took action. He didn't know what kind of soup he had boiled. It was yellow and clear. Guli's grandma took a sip and felt a burst of anger coming out of her internal organs. She felt a lot more energetic.
.When half the bowl was finished, a blush appeared on his face. He grabbed the quilt with both hands and a little boy fell to the ground.
The white-haired old man hugged the child and saw that his face was blue from holding it in. He dipped his finger into a drop of soup and put it on the tip of his tongue. He gently pinched his nose and let it mix with saliva and then swallowed it. Then he slapped the child's buttocks hard.
, once, and again... a minute later, loud cries finally resounded throughout the dilapidated bungalow.
Later, the young couple realized that this was not a homeless man, but an old hermit.
As time goes by, many good policies inland are gradually implemented in Xinjiang Province, and people's living environment is getting better and better visibly. Guli's grandfather opened a restaurant with the support of the white-haired old man.
Specialized in providing meals for the poor.
This is the original nature of the hotel.
The old man had a strange temper. He could touch small yellow croakers weighing several kilograms, and he had superb cooking skills, but he only asked Guli's grandfather to cook simple dishes. Guli's grandma was puzzled and asked why.
The white-haired old man smiled, stroked his beard in a fairy-like manner, and asked her: "You only have so little money, do you dare to eat dishes made like flowers?"
Of course I wouldn't dare.
In this way, the old restaurant gradually became famous in this small county town. The rich disdain it, but the poor like it very much because it can eat with the least amount of money and the taste is on par with high-priced restaurants.
A few years later, the old man couldn't hold on any longer. When he was dying, he took out several small yellow croakers and gave them to Guli's grandfather. He had only one request: to keep the old restaurant running.
For this promise, Guli's family has stuck to it for three generations. From her grandfather to her father, and then to her. Guli thought that when he can no longer do it, he will let his son keep it. If his son is gone, he still has his grandson.
Granddaughters...
It is passed down from generation to generation, for the old man's last wish, and for that belief.
The landlady smiled and wiped away the tears from her eyes. She pointed at the photos one after another and said, "Look, curator, everyone who comes to my place smiles differently from others." It was a sincere smile.
A smile is a sign of pious gratitude.
Yu Yinyin breathed a sigh of relief and recalled with her that she had been in the county for many years. If she hadn't accidentally discovered the photo, she might not have known that Yu Qiming's last stop was in a distant border.
"When spring comes, if the little girl from the Yu family is still here, I will take her to visit the grave." The landlady murmured.
"I'll be there."
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Sitting on the sofa in the old house, the father and daughter were being criticized.
Xiao Hei looked at the excitement for a long time without knowing why, ignoring the looks given to him by his master, and ran over to her in a majestic manner, happily rubbing against her legs.
Yu Jian kicked it lightly, trying to get it away from the dispute. Unexpectedly, the little guy didn't appreciate it at all. He tilted his head and stared at her for a while, then jumped onto her lap with a "meow".
Yu Jian closed her eyes, and sure enough, within a second, her mother glanced over with a cold look, followed by some unkind words: "Are you still in the mood to play with cats? Ah Jian, what on earth are you doing?
Did you hear what I said?"
"Yes, yes! I promise to have a good rest tonight and not think about the hotel!" Yu Jian raised her hands in surrender.
Liu Liping looked at her perfunctory actions and laughed in anger. Then she looked at Yu Jianguo next to him who was also a pig and was not afraid of boiling water... She was even more angry! As she thought about it, she felt aggrieved in her heart and her mouth became deflated.
The emotion comes as it comes: "Is it easy for me? I finally found my daughter and wanted to take good care of her when she was sick. But she didn't appreciate it at all and ran away with outsiders..."
Yu Jian stopped talking and began to talk. She quickly waved Xiao Hei away and went to hold her mother's hand. When she was sitting on the sofa, she deliberately squeezed Yu Jianguo away and said in a low voice: "Mom, I was wrong. I promise to be good in the future."
You are the Lord……"
"Really?" Liu Liping pretended to cry and opened one of her eyes, quite unbelieving.
Yu Jian nodded heavily: "That's for sure!"
"Okay!" Liu Liping was happy now. She took her daughter's hand and said quickly, "Then pack your luggage quickly. We will return to the capital tomorrow!"