The things in Songcun were finally over. We said goodbye to Lulu’s mother and Aunt Li, and planned to buy return tickets.
"Second brother, it's rare to come back, why don't you stay a little longer." Uncle Qian led the carriage and took us to the door of the train station.
The second uncle smiled and handed over a cigarette: "I can't wait any longer. There is still something to do over there in Lianhua City. Besides, the weather is cold, so I have to go back and buy some thick clothes for the two children. By the way, village chief, could you please help me give them some clothes?"
Let’s install a telephone at Lao Lu’s house.”
As the second uncle said, he took out the money from his pocket, counted a few tickets and stuffed them into Uncle Qian's hand.
Lulu and I ran excitedly on the snow. There was a thin layer of snow on the ground, which crunched when we stepped on it. We were about to leave our footprints on the smooth snow surface that no one had stepped on!
It was also very cold in the train. Taking the train this time was different from before. I didn’t dare to open the window at all.
The leather cloak given by Lu Qi was also very warm to wear, but the second uncle refused to take it out, so he mysteriously put it in a big bag and hid it.
When we arrived in Lianhua City, my second uncle immediately took us to a large supermarket to buy cotton-padded jackets and trousers.
In fact, Lulu and I both have cotton-padded jackets and trousers, which were made by my mother and Lulu’s mother last year, but my second uncle said they were too bulky to wear, and they were meant to keep warm, but they didn’t look good. The little girl had to grow up looking pretty.
After buying clothes, we packed our bags and walked to Baigu Garden.
"I'm finally going home!" Lulu jumped up with joy.
I was also so happy that my mouth crackled: "I'm freezing to death, go home quickly!"
The second uncle was carrying two big bags of clothes behind him: "Go to the restaurant first to make sure everything is safe."
That's right, when I go home I want to tell my ancestors that I'm safe, and now I want to tell Han Ziqi and the others that I'm safe when I go home!
The glass door of the restaurant was covered with a layer of mist due to the heat in the room, making it difficult to see the shadowy figures inside.
But I seemed to see a little man sitting at the counter.
My second uncle opened the door and I opened my eyes wide. It was Han Ziqi!
Han Ziqi wore a warm white knitted sweater and sat obediently at the counter. His soft black hair rested on his forehead, revealing his big black and white eyes.
He is currently writing something on the counter with his eyes lowered, holding a pen, and does not see us.
He plays the piano and has very beautiful fingers. As soon as he sits there, he looks like a young master.
There were many people in the restaurant and it was noisy, but he felt like a pure land sitting there.
Why is he here? Completely discharged from the hospital?
Just as I was about to call him, Uncle Han wiped his hands with his apron excitedly and rushed out of the kitchen: "Second brother! You are back!"
"Haha, I'm back!"
Uncle Han strode over, hugged the second uncle hard, and slapped the second uncle's back with his big hands.
The second uncle was so slapped by Uncle Han that he coughed: "Thank you for your hard work during this time, brother. You have to run back and forth to take care of Xiaoqi."
"What did you say!" Uncle Han raised his eyes angrily, his dark face a little annoyed, "Do we two brothers need to say this?"
Uncle Han rubbed his eyes with his big hands, pointed at Han Ziqi, and said, "Nuan Ting is not here, and the passenger flow is also reduced, so I brought Xiao Qi over, which may have caused some trouble."
"How come? I think you take good care of this restaurant." The second uncle couldn't laugh or cry, and he and Uncle Han went to the back kitchen to chat with each other. Uncle Zhou and Uncle Wang also went.
Before leaving, Uncle Han rubbed Lulu and our heads vigorously.
My hair was almost torn out.
I sighed and looked over at the counter. Han Ziqi's hand had stopped and he was looking at the book on the table blankly.
I pulled Lulu and carefully walked to the counter. I stood up on tiptoes and rested my chin on the counter so that I could see him: "Han Ziqi, we are back."
When I got closer, I saw that Han Ziqi's eyes were red and the tip of his nose was red. On his white face, it looked like a red plum blossom growing in the snow.
"Yes." Han Ziqi wiped his tears with his sleeve and began to keep records obediently again.
Lulu and we were immediately confused. Uncle Han was so happy when he saw his second uncle coming back, why wasn't Han Ziqi happy at all?
Lulu and I looked at each other and scratched the backs of our heads without knowing what was going on.
But I don’t know why, but Han Ziqi’s attitude made both of us feel that we had done a big mistake.
I crawled into the counter and stood next to Han Ziqi.
"Han Ziqi, what are you writing?" Lulu asked tentatively.
"Keeping accounts." Han Ziqi said coldly.
I scratched my face: "Why are you crying?"
"I didn't cry."
"..." Liar, tears flowed out.
I took a napkin and wiped his tears: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Lulu shook her head in disapproval: "Uncle Han must have forced you to come, right?"
With a bang, Han Ziqi suddenly threw the pen on the counter, turned to look at us angrily, and then angrily walked to the back kitchen without saying anything.
This... is inexplicable! He said well on the phone that he was waiting for us to come back. As soon as we came back, he was still angry. Why was he angry?
I can’t figure it out!
The little boy's heart is like a needle on the bottom of the sea!
Although I thought about it in my heart, due to Han Ziqi's power and not daring to make any mistakes, Lulu and I huddled in the counter like quails and continued to be small bosses.
After a while, the second uncle held a cigarette, lifted the door curtain and walked out with a smile, his head still talking to the kitchen: "I'll call Ruyan and Xucheng and tell them."
"It's time to tell us, why don't we close the shop early today and let's get together by ourselves." Uncle Han's cheerful voice came from the kitchen.
"I think it's okay." The second uncle put the cigarette in his mouth and held it. His eyes were half closed due to the smoke, and he walked to the counter and picked up the phone.
I grabbed my second uncle's sleeve anxiously: "Second uncle, Han Ziqi seems to be angry with us!"
Lulu nodded in distress: "We still don't know why."
The second uncle pinched our little noses and said with a smile: "Then you two go and ask."
Then the second uncle ignored us and called Aunt Duan and Uncle Huang to tell them that we were back and to have dinner together at a restaurant in the evening.
I stared resentfully at the figure of my second uncle going to the kitchen until he disappeared behind the curtain at the door of the kitchen.
Han Ziqi suddenly opened the door curtain and walked out with a stern face.
I immediately withdrew my resentful expression: "Han Ziqi, aren't you angry anymore?"
Han Ziqi was silent and suddenly opened his arms on the spot. Lulu and I paused for a moment, then happily ran over and hugged Han Ziqi.
"Han Ziqi, you are really not angry anymore!"
"You came back too late, I thought something happened to you." Han Ziqi's nose was stuffy.
Lulu let him go and rubbed her nose: "Aren't we two okay? We have a second uncle, so what are we afraid of?"
I smiled stupidly. It turned out that Han Ziqi was not angry with us, but worried about us!