Chapter 23: Returning the Book, Farewell, Playing Chess
The weather was still sunny in the morning, but at noon, the sun that was supposed to be above people's heads was actually blocked by dark clouds. The whole town looked particularly gloomy, and pedestrians were also walking in a hurry. Such big dark clouds would probably
It's another rainy day.
The farmer next to the wheat field wiped the sweat from his forehead, put down the hoe in his hand and looked at the dark clouds in the sky. He couldn't help but feel shocked. After all, the heavy rain five years ago also started to cover with dark clouds at noon.
Yes, the heavy rain for three days and three nights damaged all the fields in the town.
So the farmer quickly clasped his hands together and muttered: "God, there is no food left at home since the last big disaster. Just accept this magical power."
After praying, the farmer packed up his things and hurried to his yard.
Praying is one thing; whether God can hear it or not is another matter.
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Jiang Chengcheng sat on the stone bench in his courtyard, quietly looking at the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard, and he was in a daze.
"Dad, I'm afraid it's going to rain. If you don't go back to the house to take shelter from the rain, what are you thinking about here?" Jiang Youfu stood next to Jiang Chengcheng and pinched her waist, frowning and shouting.
"Youfu, how old are you this year?" Jiang Chengcheng said without moving.
"Eighteen, why did dad think of this problem? Is it possible that you have forgotten how old your daughter is?" Jiang Youfu was obviously a little angry and asked with her mouth raised.
"Do you still remember the heavy rain when you were thirteen?" Jiang Chengcheng continued to ask expressionlessly.
"I remember, a heavy rain damaged countless bookmakers. I remember that I didn't go out for three whole days."
"What do you remember?"
"Remember?" Jiang Youfu hesitated for a moment and then said with a slightly sad voice: "The heavy rain ruined that family's thatched house and even killed the old slave who often played chess with daddy."
When Jiang Chengcheng heard this, he suddenly stood up and stared at his daughter.
"Dad, why are you looking at me like this?" Jiang Youfu had never seen Jiang Chengcheng look like this before, and she was so frightened that she took half a step back.
Jiang Chengcheng stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Youfu's shoulders. He looked at Jiang Youfu with a somewhat crazy face and asked, "My dear, do you really not have a crush on that brat?"
"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Youfu frowned slightly and tried to break away, but Jiang Chengcheng's force was too much.
"Let me ask you, do you like that brat?" Jiang Chengcheng then asked.
Jiang Youfu looked at Jiang Chengcheng with wide eyes. She couldn't understand what happened to her father today. He seemed to be a different person, without his usual gentle and elegant image.
"Daddy, what do I like and what don't I like?" Jiang Youfu was silent for a moment and looked directly at Jiang Chengcheng, with a little anger in her eyes. After all, her daughter's family's thoughts, so asking this would make anyone feel resentful.
Jiang Chengcheng looked into Jiang Youfu's eyes and was silent for a long time, then slowly let go of Jiang Youfu's shoulders, and whispered: "I was rude."
"Dad, what happened to you today?" Jiang Youfu asked worriedly.
"Nothing." Jiang Chengcheng waved his hand, then turned to look at the northernmost part of the town, and whispered softly: "When the storm hits, it turns into a dragon, and there is no way to stop it."
"Dad, what are you talking about?" Jiang Youfu felt more and more strange the more she looked at it. She never saw her father like this on weekdays. What could have caused her father's temperament to change so drastically.
"Nothing, just go back to the house."
Jiang Chengcheng patted Jiang Youfu on the shoulder, and then ran into the house with his little daughter.
"Daddy, you hurt me just now..."
"Daddy was wrong..."
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It took Li Longqian three or four hours to finally finish reading "The Story of a Snowy Chamber". While reading it, it was somewhat interesting, but after reading it, it became uninteresting. After all, in the end, love affairs between men and women are all in the same situation.
Either stay together for life in harmony and beauty, or stay alone
A student with gray hair but no white hair. It is a little more advanced, and the suspense of being a child is fictitious, which makes readers think about it. But for ordinary readers, if they read the story, they will read it, and if it is not written, they will not think about it. After all,
No one has time to put an end to your story.
"Is it going to rain or not? If it doesn't rain, I have to go out."
Li Longqian stood in front of the window and looked at the weather outside, then picked up the book "The Snow Chamber" and an umbrella and ran out of the house.
…
Maybe because he thought it was going to rain, he walked in a hurry. Li Longqian didn't feel that he was the only one on the street at this time. This originally lively town seemed like a dead town at this time, and there was no one there, even if it was.
It wouldn't be like this even if it rained. Of course, Li Longqian didn't notice this and ran straight to the door of Jiang Chengcheng's house.
After knocking on the door three times, it was Jiang Youfu who opened the door.
"Your father usually collects a lot of money, so why can't he hire a housekeeper who can open the door? How would it be inappropriate to ask you, an unmarried young lady, to come out to receive guests every time?" Li Longqian continued to tease him habitually after entering the door.
I made a sentence, and the sentence about picking up guests was very serious.
"It's going to rain, what are you doing here?"
Jiang Youfu was not in the mood to argue at this time, because there was already a strange wind blowing outside, and Jiang Youfu just wanted to return to the house as soon as possible, so it was inevitable that her steps would be tighter.
"Return the book and say goodbye."
Li Long, who was following Jiang Youfu, replied with a smile.
bid farewell.
These two words hit Jiang Youfu's heart like a huge boulder. Could it be that he really wanted to leave?
Jiang Youfu slowly stopped, pursed her lips, looked at the young man behind her and asked, "Why are you saying goodbye?"
"When you are tired of staying in a small place, go out and see the big world."
Li Longqian also stopped, his expression as natural as before.
Seeing Li Longqian's natural appearance, Jiang Youfu thought he was joking. After all, his mouth was never serious, so Jiang Youfu covered her mouth and smiled and said: "If you get to that big world
, why don’t you make those swordsmen and swordsmen wet their pants in fear?”
"There is only bloodshed in the arena."
Li Longqian was still acting naturally, but Jiang Youfu couldn't help it, because she knew that the boy in front of her was not joking, but serious. Because he did not refute this time, Jiang Youfu was stunned for a moment, and then her watery eyes
There are many kinds of emotions flashing in the eyes, but perhaps the biggest one is the feeling of reluctance.
"But for the fairy?" Jiang Youfu asked again. Although her voice was clear, there was a sob that Li Longqian couldn't hear.
"Yes and no."
"How?"
"I went out to marry her, but not just to marry her." Li Longqian replied.
Jiang Youfu stood there blankly. The words "marry her" were like stabbing her with needles.
After a while, Jiang Youfu quickened her pace in order to prevent the person behind her from seeing her tears streaming down her face. Her father asked her three times whether she liked this person or not. Jiang Youfu didn't know how to answer, because she
I just know that I don’t want this person to disappear. Does this count as liking him?
But after hearing the call to marry her, Jiang Youfu understood and maybe she liked it.
After walking to Jiang Chengcheng's study, Jiang Youfu never looked back or stayed, because she knew that tears could not keep anyone. That thing came out because she was powerless, so Jiang Youfu didn't want Li Longqian to see it.
If he saw his crying look, it would be difficult to raise his head in front of him in this life. If he didn't see it, if he saw her in the future, he might still be able to talk and laugh happily.
"Isn't it going to rain? Are you so panicked?" Li Longqian looked at Jiang Youfu's back and shouted helplessly, but she didn't stop at all and walked directly into the room, followed by the crisp sound of locking the door.
Li Longqian was a little dazed.
After a while, Li Longqian stepped into Jiang Chengcheng's calligraphy. At this time, Jiang Chengcheng was not reading or writing, but just sitting on the chair blankly, as if waiting for someone, but also as if he was not waiting.
Who.
"Mr. Jiang." After entering the room, Li Longqian still bowed as usual.
Jiang Chengcheng nodded slightly.
Li Longqian put the book on the desk, then stretched and looked at Jiang Chengcheng and asked: "Did you talk less today?"
"You are the one who talks less, right?" Jiang Chengcheng stood up slowly, put away the book "The Story of a Snowy Chamber", and then looked at Li Longqian habitually and asked: "What do you think after reading it?"
"It's time to go for a walk." Li Longqian replied.
Jiang Chengcheng's hand that was about to put the book back suddenly paused, then turned around and asked, "When will we set off?"
"tomorrow."
"Where to go?"
"Jianghu."
After two questions and two answers, Jiang Chengcheng slowly put the book in the bookcase, then walked up to Li Longqian, patted Li Longqian on the shoulder and stopped talking.
"I'm here to do three things today: exchange books, say goodbye, and win a game against you."
Li Longqian still looked carefree, fidgeting with the brush on the table and shouting at Jiang Chengcheng.
"The first two things have been done, but if the third thing can't be done, will you still leave?" Jiang Chengcheng asked.
"Walk."
There is no spine to a single word.
Jiang Chengcheng laughed loudly and walked out of the study first, followed closely by Li Longqian.
It’s still the stone pier, the stone table, the Othello chess piece, the two people sitting looking at each other, Jiang Cheng holding white, or Li Longqian holding black.
But the girl watching the chess game never dared to leave the house.
In the first four games, Li Longqian was defeated miserably.
In the fifth game, Li Longqian started with a new routine. In the fifth game, Li Longqian, who originally had an absurd chess game, actually behaved himself. He began to learn that the game is the constitution and the chess method is yin and yang. The road is the latitude and longitude, and the square is
Wrong list. Such a great truth.
Li Longqian's seriousness inevitably made Jiang Chengcheng, who was accustomed to absurd chess moves, a little overwhelmed, and his thinking about playing chess obviously changed drastically.
"boom!"
There was thunder in the sky.
Li Longqian looked up at the sky and then at the hesitant Jiang Chengcheng and said with a smile: "But hurry up, it's going to rain soon!"
As soon as Li Longqian's words fell to the ground, heavy rain fell.
But the white chess piece in Jiang Chengcheng's hand has not yet fallen.