Chapter 174 Grandpa is here

From the ghost market to Panjiayuan and back to school, Le Yun tried hard to maintain calm. At this moment, when handsome Yan Yan left and she was left alone in the dormitory, she looked as stable as Mount Tai. It collapsed suddenly, jumped up with an excited "Aoao" cry, and rushed to the bathroom.

While running, he took out a bucket from the space, ran into the bathroom, filled half the bucket of water, and carried it back to the small living room. Then he took out a large stainless steel washbasin, poured half of the bucket of water into it, and put it back into the small living room. Put the jadeite and a few small stones into the water and use a toothbrush to bathe them.

While brushing, he happily hummed his own tune: "La la la, I am the cute little God of Wealth. I go to the ghost market in the morning and bring back a small stone..."

Wash, scrub, scrub, scrub, scrub the small stones once, put them in the bucket, wash them again, wipe off the water stains and throw them back into the space, wash one piece and throw away one piece, and finally wash the jadeite stones and spring belt Color, brush the dust on the surface, wipe off the water marks, throw them into the space, then clean the washbasin and bucket and throw them back into the space.

The stone was thrown back into space, and people quickly returned to their one-third-acre land. When standing on the grass of their own private property, Le Yun stared at her round eyes: "..."

I left for the ghost market at around 1 a.m. last night, so I didn’t have time to go back in the morning or noon. I just missed that little time. The fruits, vegetables and medicinal materials grown in the medicine field were like taking growth enhancers. , looks so ferocious and ferocious, some of the lilies, dendrobium, ginseng, yam and other medicinal materials are in bud, some flowers are in full bloom, and everywhere are purple and red.

Fruits and vegetables are not far behind. The melons are full, the branches are full of flowers, the trees are full of peppers, and some are even red. Some pumpkins are best picked in the morning, but they are not harvested in the morning or at noon. , they grow fat and strong, rolling on the ground to dry their bellies. Those melons are too big to be picked and eaten as tender melons, so they can only keep them to grow old.

It’s not like the luffa gourds and gourd gourds in the medicinal fields, which are better and not as aggressive; but the matsutake in the medicinal fields has aged a lot.

The output of matsutake mushrooms is gradually decreasing. However, it is still necessary to pick them three times a day, once in the morning, once in the afternoon and once in the evening. You can pick about four or five kilograms each time.

After a day of lack of space, various saplings have also grown. The ancient fern planted with the soil of the medicinal field has grown about eight centimeters tall and about the diameter of an egg. The buds are growing vigorously. Particularly endearing.

There are abundant fruits, the fragrance of flowers fills the space, and it is a pastoral scene.

The scenery was so good that Le Yun was stunned, okay? She hadn’t seen the space for almost a day. They were growing so crazily behind her back. Is this really good?

She wiped her sweat, found the sickle, and headed straight for the medicine field. She originally wanted to study the small stone that made her arms hot, but now she had to firstTake care of medicinal field crops.

Cut lily seedlings, cut some flowering and unflowering medicinal materials, pick half of the dendrobium flowers, pick black tiger fruits, pick yam eggs, harvest the medicinal materials that need to be processed first, and then pick matsutake mushrooms, Pumpkins, watermelons, tomatoes, peppers...

Student Le Xiao ran in and out of the medicine field as fast as he could, as busy as a little top, spinning like a spinning top. The speed is really as fast as the wind and as fast as an arrow.

When she was too busy, Young Master Yan also returned to the apartment. He drove back to the apartment building as soon as he left the No. 1 Scholar Building, returned to the dormitory, opened the door, and saw that the dormitory was empty, which made people wonder. A slight sense of despair.

Yan Xing's sadness only lasted less than three seconds. He put down his backpack, took out the stone given by the little Lolita from the compartment, strode into the washing room, and used toothpaste to bathe him. Wash it with a toothbrush until it's clean, take it back to the bedroom area, and take photos from all angles with your phone.

Take the photo, upload it to the computer, hide it in the most secret place, wrap the two precious stones in a shirt, and put them next to your pillow.

Thinking of going to eat like a little Lolita after five o'clock, he didn't hesitate and took clean clothes to take a shower. In order not to leave any smell, he washed himself from head to toe twice. I thought it was impossible to leave the smell of sweat behind before I gave up. I washed my clothes and hung them outside to dry. I turned back and sat down at the desk. I was startled when I saw the moon cakes on the desk.

The mooncakes were distributed by the school. Even if he and Xiangyang were studying at Qingdao University, their treatment would naturally be in accordance with that of soldiers, one box of mooncakes per person. That was allocated by the Ministry of National Defense to the school, and the school Purchased mooncakes and distributed them to military personnel studying at the school.

He and Xiangyang had two boxes. One was distributed by the school, and the other was sent to them by the school. The copies were sent to the apartment management office by work-study students. He only came back yesterday evening. Bring him and Xiangyang's people back.

When he saw the mooncakes, he truly realized the reality that the Mid-Autumn Festival represented reunion that he had wanted to forget.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival!

Whether you are willing to face it or not, it always comes as scheduled every year, leaving people unable to escape. Where was he last Mid-Autumn Festival? Last year, he spent the holidays with his great-grandmother and uncles at his great-aunt's house. This year he was supposed to go back to his grandpa's house, but he didn't want to go back there... didn't want to...

After a while of silence, Yan Xing picked up his phone. Calling grandpa, even if he doesn’t want to go back, the phone call will always be made.

Yan Family

Yan Ming sat in his study, speechless for a long time in front of a slightly faded family portrait. The family portrait was of a middle-aged and elderly couple, one Young woman and a young child.

The surname Yan is also one of the native surnames in Beijing. A branch of the Yan family came from ChunDuring the Autumn Period, it settled on the land that is now the capital, and has taken root and flourished ever since.

Yan Ming’s parents were neither rich nor poor. They were probably rich peasants. Yan Ming was born in the war-torn years before the founding of the Republic. Because his family could still afford a living, he had to work hard since he was a child. Studying in school can be regarded as an educated young man of that generation.

As an insightful young man, he responded to the country’s call to join the army. Due to the needs of national construction, he served in several departments such as the commune, the Ministry of Water Resources, the Ministry of Mass Works, and the Militia and Guards Department, and was later sent to the Ministry of Railways. He served in the Ministry of Railways until his retirement, and his honor was at the level of technical lieutenant colonel when he retired.

Yan Ming, 1.88 meters tall, was tall and handsome when he was young. He was also an intellectual and quite handsome. But now he is over seventy years old. His temples are gray and his face is weather-beaten. The traces of time have been left behind.

At this moment, the old man wearing a Tang suit, short-sleeved button-down shirt, sat quietly at his desk, staring at the family portrait in front of him, as quiet as a statue.

The study room is equivalent to a small bedroom, spacious and bright, with bookshelves on both sides. The long wooden desk next to the window is simple and thick. You can sit in pairs and look out the window by tilting your head.

The curtains are half-closed, and light shines into the study through the half-covered screen window, illuminating the whole room. The desk is empty except for a family photo frame. The four people in the photo frame are the Yan family. Three generations and four people, the middle-aged couple is Yan Ming and his first wife He Ziqiong, and the young couple is their only beloved daughter Yan Feixia, who is holding a two-year-old son.

Time does not stop for anyone, the camera freezes time, allowing the age of the photo-taker to be fixed in those beautiful years. At that time, the middle-aged couple were calm and capable, the lady was dignified and gentle, and their The daughter's young and beautiful face was full of the brilliance of a loving mother, and the child smiled innocently.

Yan Ming, who was sitting at the table, folded his hands on the desk, stared at the family portrait and fell into memories. At that time, he had a loving wife, daughter and grandson, and the most beautiful family. However, two years ago, Later, his beloved daughter died of illness. He and his beloved wife took their grandson back to care for their loss. Who would have thought that three years later, his beloved wife would leave him and his young grandson and return home.

Later, he found a wife to make do with warmth for the rest of his life, but he did not want to have a stepwife and his grandson was no longer close to him. The He family followed his beloved wife's last wish and moved the He family to My great-grandson was sent to a closed school, from elementary school to high school, to a military academy and then to the army. He spent most of his time away from home and less at home.

Even though he and his grandson were separated more and less together in those years, at least the child would come back every year during the holidays. But in the past few years, I don’t know when, his only grandson didn’t even visit during the holidays. I rarely come back, and even when I come back, I come and go in a hurry.

When exactly did the child separate from him?

　Looking at the family portrait that was the only record of the happy time, Yan Ming felt bitter in his heart, and his eyes that were no longer bright were full of sadness. Happiness was always so short-lived. His wife and daughter had gone, leaving him alone to guard this place. At home, during the holidays, he looked forward to his grandson getting married early and having children to continue the family life, but when his hair turned gray, what he looked forward to was not the family full of descendants, but the fact that the children would come home less and less often.

　　　　　

　 The sound of a mobile phone shaking the screen rang out in the quiet place where only breathing could be heard. The slight vibration seemed to disturb the time and shatter the whole room. Slightly sad.

Yan Ming, immersed in the bitter taste, moved his eyes from the photo frame to the desk drawer. He opened the drawer and saw the mobile phone lying on a notepad. The caller ID on the illuminated screen was " "Xiao Long Bao" flashed into view.

His eyes lit up with surprise, he picked up the phone to answer the call, and heard the beautiful voice that he missed - "Grandpa, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

The elegant voice After hearing this, Yan Ming's heart became excited: "Xiao Longbao, where are you? Have you arrived at the door of your house?"

After dialing the phone, no one answered for half a minute. Yan Xing thought that his grandfather He probably had something to do and couldn't answer the phone for the time being. When the call was connected, he instinctively said holiday blessings in a soft voice. When he was asked where he was, he paused: "Grandpa, I have a mission, so I won't go back to accompany you." You are celebrating the holidays. I saw your other grandson Zhao Zongze today. They will probably go to have dinner with you and admire the moon in the evening. Happy holidays to you..."

　"..." Until the end of the call, Yan Ming The pain in my heart lingered, and I was in a daze holding my cell phone. I didn’t even know what I said, and I couldn’t quite remember what my grandson said. Only the words “Your other grandson Zhao Zongze” and “I’ll accompany you to eat and enjoy.” "Yue" is particularly clear, and it keeps echoing in my mind, echoing...

His only direct grandson and the only heir of the Yan family is Xiao Longbao. Where did he get another grandson?

Suddenly, his heart felt as if he had been pricked by a needle. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that since he acquiesced that Zhao Zongze's brothers and sisters were also grandchildren, and acquiesced in those who called him grandpa, Xiao Longbao returned home. The number of times gradually decreases.

His heart ached, and Yan Ming's eyes were sore from the pain, and tears were flashing in his eyes. The hand holding the phone tightened, and his whole body became tighter and tighter. The veins on his old face were looming.

After a long time, his tight body slowly relaxed, as if it were a piece of mud, and he could only support his weight by relying on the back of the chair.

His breathing changed from stagnant to rapid, and his face changed suddenly. It took him a long time to calm down. His big hands were trembling a little. He picked up the family photo on the table and locked it in the drawer. He took the key and opened it. From another drawer, I took a few things and took them out from the cabinet under the bookcase.A black satchel, put the things in it, went back to the bedroom, took a cane, and went downstairs.

Aunt Jin, the nanny of the Yan family, was putting away the evening dishes in the kitchen. She heard the sound of the stairs and trotted to the living room. Sure enough, she saw the old gentleman coming downstairs and laughed happily: "Mr. Are you ready for your lunch break? If you want something to eat, I'll warm it up."

Aunt Jin has been working as a nanny for the Yan family for many years and has always called the owner of the Yan family sir. She is in her forties and has short hair. She is diligent and cheerful. She is from Qin Province. She was laid off and worked as a nanny in Beijing. She was in charge of food and was a part-time worker in the home's hygiene department.

Yan Ming, who had not finished walking up the stairs, looked at the empty house and couldn’t help frowning: "Where are the people?"

"Master Zhao, Miss Zhao, brother and sister came over this morning to accompany them. My wife has gone shopping in the mall. Sir, you are in the study and I don’t dare to disturb you.” Aunt Jin reported the wife’s whereabouts neatly.

"Oh," Yan Ming said lightly, then suddenly remembered something, and was very surprised: "Hey, Xiao Jin, why haven't you gone home yet? Didn't you say you would give me a gift this year? Are you on holiday?"

"..." Aunt Jin hesitated and smiled: "Sir, my wife said that Master Zhao and Miss Zhao would come over tonight to accompany Mr. Zhao to appreciate the moon, so she asked me to stay and take care of things first. Housework, wait a few days and then give me some time off."

"Don't worry about that, just pack up and catch the subway home to reunite with the children." Yan Ming clenched his hand on the crutch.

"This is not appropriate. My wife will be angry. It doesn't matter if I stay. I can go home another day." Aunt Jin did not dare to comply.

"There's nothing inappropriate. You were invited by me. I said I'd give you a holiday. Just take a holiday. Go and pack up immediately. Let's go out to catch the car together. I'm also going to see my old friends. They are here tonight. I probably won’t come back. What’s the point of staying here guarding a big house all alone and deserted?”

“This…” Aunt Jin looked at the old gentleman, and then she realized that the old man The husband was carrying a shoulder bag, and he really looked like he was going out. The thought of homesickness overcame her reason. She ran to the kitchen, stuffed some things into the refrigerator, packed them briefly and ran back to the nanny's room, changed clothes, and picked up her luggage. .

Asking the nanny to get the luggage, Yan Ming sat in the living room and waited. When he saw Aunt Jin tidying up, he nodded to express satisfaction, stood up with crutches, locked the door and left home together.

He is a retired railway cadre and lives in the dormitory area for family members of the Ministry of Railways. There are many retired railway cadres and family members like him in the entire area. They are often seen on the roads in the dormitory area. To the old man strolling.

Aunt Jin accompanied the old man out of the dormitory area and sent him to the bus. She went to take the bus to the subway station first.

When Mr. Yan answered the phone call from his grandson and fell into inexplicable grief, he called his grandpa.Yan Xing, who picked up the phone, stared at the air for a while, then quickly recovered his mood and called his great-grandmother, uncles, cousins, and aunts to express their holiday greetings.

One phone call after another, he stayed on the phone for more than 40 minutes. After making the call, the battery of the phone was exhausted. He charged the phone, went to the computer, and took the time to deal with the work.

Mr. Yan was thinking about food. He couldn't sit still at 5:10. He wanted to run away after picking up a box of mooncakes. But he felt uneasy after thinking about it, so he took the Mid-Autumn Festival gift from the little Lolita along with the mooncakes. Put it into your backpack, put on your sunglasses, and leave the dormitory and go downstairs.

He drove the car and took a trip to Life Street. He went to the fruit shop and bought some fruits. Carrying gifts that he felt were shabby, he secretly went to Xiaoluo Street. Li's dormitory guest.

Mr. Le Xiao, who worked hard on one-third of an acre of his own land, spent about forty minutes finally picking all the medicinal materials, fruits and vegetables, including a few old pumpkins. After growing for more than half a month, the old pumpkins have reached the time when the melons are ripe and the stems have fallen off, and they can be picked. After picking the old melons, the nutrients of the melon vines are supplied to the new small melons, and the following small melons will grow faster.

After finishing the work, I was so tired that I was sweating. I sat on the Lingshi ridge outside the medicine field and took a few breaths. I drank two black tiger fruits to replenish my energy. I looked at the time again and it was amazing. , it’s almost five o’clock!

She was afraid that handsome man Yan would come to the dormitory early and would not have time to study the stones. She escaped from the space and returned to the dormitory, taking a shower and washing clothes like a breeze.

After hanging the clothes to dry on the balcony, Le Yun ran to the pile of vegetables he bought before Handsome Yan came, selected the vegetables to be cooked in the evening, decisively packed half of them, and carried them away to put away. In the kitchen, open the refrigerator, take out the pig's trotters, wash them in clean water, chop them into pieces, drain off the blood, take a few medicinal materials and put the pig's trotters in an electric casserole.

The pork ribs can be cooked in forty minutes, and the pig's trotters need to be cooked for at least seventy minutes to get enough heat. If you don't cook them early, it will be too late, and the cooking will not taste good, which is equivalent to wasting your time. Her medicinal ingredients.

I put the pig's trotter soup in the pot and looked at the time. It was just after five fifteen, which was still early. I sat in front of the desk and turned on my mobile phone.

Turn on the phone and log in to QQ and WeChat, and then the information will pop up like bamboo shoots after a rain, and the prompts will sound in a series, which is as pleasant as playing music.

"..." Le Yun grinned and laughed. There were private messages and group messages. The private messages were Xiaodu, Brother Chao, Brother Li, Senior Chen, and Senior Cai. The group was the military training class group. , on the way back to Beijing in the morning, she had nothing to do for a while and chatted with everyone. While chatting, her battery was running out. She also said hello in advance, and then chatted until her phone automatically turned off.

At this time, everyone is busy with their own affairs. She doesn’t reply to messages or bubble up. She just turns on the phone and sleeps with it, collecting the medical books she bought.Move them back to the bedroom and stack them in the bookshelf of the small desk. Then move the antiques that are still missing on the living room floor to the desk to prevent them from being trampled by people passing by.

Remove your treasures, wash your hands and wash the rice. Use the washbasin to collect the rice water. Connect the power to cook. Bring the rice water to the writing table. Put the inkstone, incense burner, pipe, candlestick and Soak some unwashed small stones in water.

As soon as she sank the last small stone into the water, the door was gently pushed open. Leyun looked sideways and saw handsome guy Yan pushing open the door with one hand and squeezing in with a large bag in the other. Standing alone, he couldn't help but twitch his lips: "Handsome Yan, my refrigerator can no longer fit in it, okay?"

Yan Xing leaned in and saw the desk squatting diagonally opposite the door. The little loli next to him was a little embarrassed: "This... is not a dish, it's some fruit."

He walked around the street of life, went straight to the Zhuangyuan Building, and climbed to the fourth floor in one breath. , I was very happy to see that the door was unlocked and there was only a crack left. The little Loli helped him keep the door open.

On the way here, he was in an excited mood, but when he saw the pink little Lolita, he suddenly became restrained.

“Brother Yan, you don’t have to buy fruit from now on. I can’t finish it all by myself and it will be spoiled and wasted.” No matter what, the things Handsome Yan brought were quite substantial. She said she was very sad. Several times when he, Handsome Liu and Brother Li bought fruits, she secretly took some and shared them with her classmates in the military training class before successfully killing them. He bought so many more, and she wanted to share them with her friends again. ah.

"Yeah." Yan Xing responded gently, carried the things through the door, closed the door, sent the fruit to the desk and put it down, took out the mooncakes from the backpack, and placed the front bag on the desk. .

"Little Lolita, are you cleaning the antiques? Let me help." He lowered his eyes and saw some corners exposed in the rice washing basin. He secretly twitched the corner of his mouth, and Little Lolita thought All in one pot?

"You can help, but you have to handle it with care. If you break mine, don't blame me for depriving you of your dinner." Of course, having a free cleaner is something you want. It's shameful to waste food, and it's equally shameful to waste labor.

　“I must be as precious as a treasure.”

　“It is a treasure.”

　“Understood.”

/> Yan Xing nodded heavily, but did not pat his chest to ensure that everything would be in perfect condition, to show that he was honest, reliable, hard-working and capable of everything.

When the little Loli stood up and gave way, he went to the bathroom and brought out a bucket with half a bucket of water. He sat on the floor, picked up the brush aside and scrubbed the antique items in the basin.

There was a handsome guy who took the job of the cleaner. As he wished, Leyun wandered into the kitchen to wash the vegetables, peeled off the loofah skin, cut it into pieces and put it on the plate, and then cut the vegetables.Put the dishes on the plate and set aside; then wash the pork belly, pork liver, pork rice sausage, pork belly and meat, and filter the blood through the tip.

She was handling the ingredients in an orderly manner in the small kitchen, and he was diligently washing antiques in the small living room. The two of them were doing their own things. Occasionally, he would look up and take a peek and see Xiaoluo. Li's beautiful back made her feel at ease.

The peaceful time was interrupted by a phone call. When Yan Xing heard the phone ringing, his first reaction was to look at the little Lolita in the kitchen. She ignored her and he quickly took one. When I wiped my hands with a rag, I took out my mobile phone and saw that the caller ID was actually my grandpa. I pressed the button with my finger to answer: "Grandpa?"

"Xiao Longbao...I...I..." On a street, Yan Ming held his mobile phone and looked at a group of buildings in the distance, feeling unspeakable.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?" Yan Xing's heartstrings suddenly tightened.

"I...I'm at your school...outside the west gate..." Yan Ming looked at the school across the street, her hand holding the phone and her heart trembling slightly.

"..." Yan Xing held his breath subconsciously, and waited for half a minute before speaking, his voice a little stiff: "Grandpa, wait there, I will be there soon. Come."

He hung up the phone, holding the phone tightly with his big hand, trying to keep his voice steady: "Little Lolita, I...my grandpa is here..."

Why did his grandfather come to tell her?

A string of lightning bolts flashed through her mind. Le Yun put down her kitchen knife and jumped to the door of the small kitchen: "You want to say that your grandpa came to take you back and you won't eat?"

Yan Xing unknowingly tightened his arms against his legs, and his voice was filled with a hint of despair: "I... don't want to go back. If... my grandpa comes out alone, can I... accompany him? Let’s come to your place for a meal..."