Wang Bing on the other side watched him try it out, and felt like he had done some work, so he rubbed his hands and asked him, "Bai Luochuan, didn't you say before that you had the latest game brought from Shanghai? Lend it to me for two days."
Bai Luochuan said: "No need, I will give it to you directly."
He liked the swing very much and didn't want to leave, so he asked someone to get it. The man came over with a bag full of heavy things. The edges and corners of the bag were square, like a box or something. Fu Qi was sullen and didn't like to talk, but his mother usually worked in the Bai family's old house, and he often came to help. When he saw it, he immediately went over to help and carried the things together.
Fu Qisheng was very strong and seemed to lift the object more easily than an adult. He weighed it and looked down, revealing a slightly strange expression.
Wang Bing was still waiting there, rubbing his hands in anticipation. Fu Qisheng took it over and gave it to him, saying, "You can play with it by yourself. My brother and I don't want it."
Wang Bing said with a smile: "How can I be so embarrassed? This is the result of our joint efforts..." He took the pendant and felt his hand sink. He screamed: "What is this, Huanggang Question Bank?! Where is the game?!"
Bai Luochuan glanced at him, raised his eyebrows and said, "We usually play this. I won these at the last social gathering. I don't need them now, so I'll give them to you."
Mi Yang couldn't stop laughing beside him, patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him: "It's fun, this is suitable for you, prepare for the college entrance examination in advance."
Wang Bing stood there in a daze, holding a bag of reference books and wanting to cry: "But I don't want this."
Zhao Haisheng, who was working, was amused and deliberately bluffed him: "Hey! Study hard, what's wrong with that? Put it away!"
Wang Bing said angrily, "You are a deserter who dropped out of school and you are talking about me?!"
Zhao Haisheng sighed and said as he tightened the screws: "I, I am leaving this opportunity to someone who needs it more. I will work and support my brother."
Wang Bing: "Your brother is going to travel the world with you, do you think I don't know?"
Zhao Haisheng: "I asked him to read, and he, he had to listen!"
Fu Qisheng stood aside without saying a word. When Zhao Haisheng asked for a wrench, he handed it to him and worked very diligently.
The swing was quickly completed. Bai Luochuan tried it with a little force and asked Mi Yang to sit on it as well. "See if it works."
Mi Yang was the shortest among them. Bai Luochuan's long legs could touch the ground, but he could only barely touch it with his toes. However, thinking that he would grow taller in a few years, he nodded and said, "Okay, let's do this."
Bai Luochuan said to Zhao Haisheng: "That's all."
The two brothers Zhao Haisheng often help with housework. Their movements are neat and fast. Zhao Haisheng looks tall and strong, but he is very thoughtful. He not only cleaned up the surrounding wood and extra ropes, but also cleaned up the nearby grass. He said with a smile: "It will be fine after two days of growth. This grass is durable and can be stepped on without being damaged. It is afraid of being shoveled."
Bai Luochuan asked: "You still understand this?"
Zhao Haisheng said: "My father has been taking on all kinds of projects in the past two years. He has also helped the city build buildings and lay lawns."
Bai Luochuan nodded.
After setting up the swing, they all left. Zhao Haisheng and his brother even helped Wang Bing carry the reference books and sent him home. Zhao Haisheng was not very eloquent, but his voice was loud enough. He smiled and said as he walked, "Bingzi, this is enough for you to read for two years! Study hard, ah!"
Wang Bing: “…”
Wang Bing wanted to throw it away but couldn't. Zhao Haisheng was more active than him and kept carrying it back home for him. Although he looked simple and honest, he was not necessarily an honest man when he turned his mind. He was a thief. Wang Bing followed behind gloomily, looking at Fu Qisheng who walked silently with the things in his hand, he felt that he was no longer his brother. This gloomy pretty boy was simply an accomplice.
Bai Luochuan only tried the swing once and didn't sit on it himself. Seeing that Mi Yang had no intention of playing, he took him to the study and said with a smile as they walked, "Grandpa asked someone to buy some more books today. I made a list and bought a copy of the ones we read when we were young. I just don't know if the version is correct. Let's go and take a look together."
Mi Yang was interested in books, so he followed him.
It was the old study room, which was renovated and painted with new glass windows. It was divided into two floors, and the stairs spiraled up. It was very bright and spacious. The attic on the second floor had the best lighting. When the sun shone in, the ground seemed to be warm and comfortable.
Mi Yang followed him in and saw a lot of new books on the first floor. There were indeed some storybooks they read when they were children, but the versions were different. The new versions all had color pages, which were quite different from those a dozen years ago.
Bai Luochuan could recite many of them, and pointed to one book and said, "This sentence wasn't originally there, it's obvious that it was newly added."
Mi Yang leaned over to take a look. He didn't remember it so clearly, but the story looked familiar to him: "You seemed to like this very much before, and always asked Aunt Luo to tell you."
Bai Luochuan laughed, closed the book and said, "A Hundred Thousand Leagues Under the Sea, Nautilus, how romantic! I wanted to be an explorer at that time."
Mi Yang asked him: "What about now?"
Bai Luochuan scratched his chin and smiled, "I want to start a family." After he finished speaking, he turned and walked upstairs, still calling Mi Yang: "Let's go upstairs and take a look. I've prepared some small things for you."
Mi Yang felt that the weather was a bit hot and his face was burning.
He followed Bai Luochuan upstairs. The second floor was called an attic, but it was actually about the same size as the first floor. It was very spacious. There were bookcases around the walls, and some books were placed there. There was a large table in the middle, enough for three or four people to use. There was also a small push-pull cabinet next to the window, which contained many tools for repairing books. The cabinet was the same as the one he was used to in Shanghai, and the tools on it were exactly the same. One look at it showed who had carefully prepared it.
Mi Yang stood there and picked up the two items. Sure enough, the initials of his name were engraved on them.
Bai Luochuan stood aside and asked him, "How is it? Is it easy to use?"
Mi Yang smiled and said, "Very good."
Bai Luochuan's lips also lifted a little. He handed Mi Yang a key to the study and asked him to sit there and get used to the tools. He found some books that interested him and read them. After flipping through them, he went downstairs to get a photo album and said to Mi Yang, "Let me show you this."
Mi Yang turned around and saw old photos in the album, which were taken probably more than ten years ago. In the photo, he and Bai Luochuan were only two or three years old. They were standing at the entrance of the camp with big red dots on their foreheads, sitting on small stools one by one and taking pictures obediently. The two little kids were wrapped in thick cotton-padded clothes. Mi Yang was still trying to smile, but Bai Luochuan in the photo was already annoyed, tilting his head and being very uncooperative.
Mi Yang smiled: "Is this the time when you were called a little girl? My...my mom told me that because you ordered this and wore a white lace bib, a little boy said you were pretty and wanted to kiss you." Mi Yang gestured, "The snow was so thick, and you slapped him into the snow."
No matter how good Bai Luochuan's memory was, he couldn't remember such a small thing. After listening to Mi Yang's words, he only vaguely remembered that he had indeed fought. However, Commander Bai had fought too many fights when he was a child and had beaten many people, so he was too lazy to think about it.
He flipped through a few pages, and looked through the old photos with Mi Yang with great interest. Then he stuffed the album into Mi Yang's hand and said, "This is the one I printed. This one is for you. I saw that grandma has another one. You can print one more set for me."
Mi Yang asked: "Which one?"
Bai Luochuan explained it very clearly this time: "It's the red album on the glass shelf on the left under the TV cabinet in the living room."
Every year when Mi Yang went back to his grandmother's house, the old lady would happily take a few photos of him, print them out and put them in a small album. Bai Luochuan hadn't known when he started thinking about them.
Mi Yang nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go back and ask my grandma."
Young Master Bai was very happy. He put his chin on his shoulder and whispered to him, "The last time I went back, grandma showed me a photo of you sitting on a swing and taking a photo."
Mi Yang said: "Do you still remember? There was indeed one, but it was a long time ago, but it was made of tires, not wooden boards."
Bai Luochuan held his hand and kissed it, saying, "I'll give you a better one."
The small swing in Old Mrs. Cheng's house was hung on the old elm tree at home. Only children could play on it. Older children could not climb up because the branches could not support it. Later, as there were more children in the family, the old lady was reluctant to let the elm tree be tormented, so she took it down. To be precise, the only person who had sat on the small swing and taken pictures was Mi Yang.
The swing that Bai Luochuan built in the backyard of the Bai family's old house was only intended for one person to sit on.
After the move, the two families lived much closer to each other. In addition, the Bai family's study was really attractive, so Mi Yang often came here to do some small handicrafts.
Although Mi Hong didn't let him go over to learn, Mi Yang was also practicing on his own. He was immersed in his own little handicraft, which was like relaxation for him. He took his time, watching the broken book being put back together and the wrinkles on the pages being smoothed out, and he felt relieved.
He was busy with his own work in the attic of the study, and Bai Luochuan sat on the side reading a book. Sometimes he would make a phone call or talk to someone in a low voice. It seemed that he was discussing work matters with his cousin in Beijing in a low voice.
Two people are in the same place, each busy with their own things, leaning on each other without disturbing each other.
After living there for a few days, Bai Luochuan discovered another problem.
Mr. Bai is very picky about food. Apart from sea cucumbers, he doesn't eat fish, shrimp, beef, or mutton. His diet is so light that it's a bit strange.
Bai Luochuan watched him move the sea cucumber porridge prepared in the kitchen away. After eating just two mouthfuls of the porridge, he couldn't help but frown and said, "Grandpa, you said sea cucumbers are tasteless, why don't you eat fish soup?"
Mr. Bai said, "It tastes fishy, I don't like it."
Bai Luochuan said: "I'll buy something else tomorrow. It's not enough to just eat porridge."
Bai Lao waved his hand and said, "No, I can't eat that much. Just take a bite."
Bai Luochuan saw that the old man had lost a lot of weight and refused to eat anything. He was anxious and stood up to go out to buy him something he liked to eat. Bai Luochuan was amused by him and shouted, "Come back, I'll eat it."
He asked the kitchen to bring back the bowl of millet and sea cucumber porridge, and drank it slowly. He showed the bottom of the bowl to his grandson and said with a smile, "Is that all right? You are such a strict supervisor. I am over 70 years old. Can't I be picky about my food for a few days?"
Bai Luochuan nodded and said, "Okay, but you can't be picky about food all the time. You are allowed to be picky about food once a week."
Old Bai wanted to chase him away at the dinner table. After he finished eating, he said to him, "Go away quickly and don't make me angry at home. I'll give you a day off today. Go and play with those kids." The two brothers Zhao Haisheng came here often in the past few days. Bai Luochuan had a good chat with them. Old Bai saw it twice and didn't like to keep his grandson around, so he sent him out.
Bai Luochuan thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll be back later."
Bai Lao smiled and said, "It's okay if you don't come back. Just stay at Yangyang's house. Didn't they say that a few kittens were born at home?"
When Mi Yang was mentioned, Master Bai's expression softened a lot and he nodded, "Okay."
Old Bai waited until he went out and walked far away, then his face changed. He stood up with the help of a crutch and went to the bathroom. The tightly closed wooden door was well soundproofed, but the sound of vomiting could still be vaguely heard.
The family doctor was called in immediately. He knocked on the door twice and called out in a trembling voice, "Mr. Bai? Mr. Bai, please open the door and let me in to take a look."
After a long while, the door was opened.
Old Bai had cleaned himself up, and there was no dirt in the bathroom. He had lived a lifetime and had been strong all his life. As long as he stood, he was still as tall and straight as a pine tree, and as respectable as ever. But his pale face and slightly trembling hands still showed his weakness at a glance. The doctor helped the old man out, examined him carefully, gave him medicine to take, and said softly: "Why are you doing this? Just don't take it."
Bai Lao shook his head and said, "It's okay, just two bites. I'm satisfied that my body can hold on until now."
The doctor sighed and stopped persuading him.
The old man closed his eyes and rested for a while, then asked again: "Have you found a lawyer?"
The doctor said: "Yes, you don't need to find a lawyer so early. If you go for treatment..."
Old Bai still closed his eyes, shook his head and said with a smile: "No, I'm old now, I don't want to suffer that anymore."
The doctor opened his mouth to say a few words of advice, but the words rolled around his lips a few times before he took them back and let out a sigh.
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