Yu Lanchuan dropped off Yu Yan on the way, and it was almost ten o'clock when he got home. The cub's house door was always closed, and he didn't know if he was sleeping or was sulking.
Gee, adolescence.
Yu Lanchuan was too lazy to care about him, always felt that when he was as old as him, his mind was much more mature.
He glanced at his shirt in front of the full-length mirror, heartbroken. If he just dropped a few buttons, he could still sew it by hand, but along the texture of the fabric on his chest, he also tore a finger-long hole, and with his own level of craftsmanship, he would definitely be powerless.
"Why do you have to be arrogant?" Yu Lanchuan, who was in three provinces a day, sullenly asked himself in the mirror, "Being handsome in front of a salted fish, is it worth it? Can it cover the dry cleaning fee? You are really full. of!"
Possibly to cater to Lan Ye's "guilty edict" - especially the last sentence - his stomach gave a long and tortuous cry.
Yu Lanchuan then remembered that he hadn't even bothered to eat dinner, so he took off his tattered shirt listlessly, stuffed it into the garbage bag, and took out his mobile phone to order takeout.
His mobile phone payment is connected to the bank card, and as soon as he spends money, he will receive a text message about the change in the account balance. Facing the pop-up balance, Yu Lanchuan didn't dare to look at it, just glanced at it, and his heart was as cold as his stomach.
So he picked up the ragged shirt again, and planned to cut it and use it as a rag.
Of course, this will not save a few cents, but "thrift" itself is sometimes like an anesthetic, which can slightly numb the pain of poverty from a spiritual level.
Boss Meng in the back alley of the mud pond knew his grandfather, and for the sake of the old man's face, he gave them a few truths.
It is said that the porcelain-touching gang just came from out of town. They have a little bit of boxing skills, and the old lady is the most powerful. They came to Yanning and used some unpopular tactics to kidnap and deceive them, and they specially picked the kind of young people who were "soft persimmons" at first sight.
In recent years, social security education has been relatively in place. Everyone understands that life is more valuable than money. So far, the victims have cooperated very well. When they saw that something was wrong, they immediately admitted that they were unlucky. There's never been anything that hurt anyone.
The old residents in the back alley of the mud pond are better off doing more than one thing, and no one makes a sound.
Boss Meng added Yu Yan's WeChat, promising to report any clues to the police comrades at any time. This is the only way to go.
The takeaway had to wait for half an hour, and Yu Lanchuan turned on the computer and got ready to work.
After he went out for such a short time, more than a dozen unreads popped up in WeChat and email. This world is like transparent, everyone is tied to a terminal naked, all kinds of information are bombarded 24 hours a day, without stopping for a moment, even if there is no noise in his ears, it makes him feel that life is very noisy.
Yu Lanchuan thought endlessly, it is better to be in ancient times. Heroes are often retreating, looking for a mountain to hide, and no one can find them.
… But then again, if you don’t bring your mobile phone in retreat, you won’t be able to order takeout, which is also a problem.
He was stunned for a while at the report that he was going to be judged overnight, his mind was like a stage, and he couldn't calm down, so he got up and changed into loose sports clothes and punched twice on the balcony.
There are a total of seven styles in this boxing, which is a deformation of the swordsmanship - his balcony is too small to practice swordsmanship - the swordsmanship was taught to him by Yu Lanchuan's great grandfather, called "Hanjiang Qijue", and the emphasis is on "Peiran" Righteousness, peace and openness", there must be a gentleman's atmosphere.
Grandpa used to always say, "Chinese martial arts is broad and profound, but unfortunately not many have been passed down." There is so much lost knowledge here, Yu Lanchuan has not considered it, he has always used Qijue sword as a fitness exercise. When you are impetuous and tired, no matter whether you are physically or mentally uncomfortable, you will walk down twice, sweating, and be ready.
When the eldest grandfather was fifteen or sixteen years old, he was catching up with the Japanese army's invasion of China. He joined a civil anti-Japanese organization. He went to the battlefield and was injured by shell fragments. Everyone sees it as their own. The old man is very strong, and every year he tells others that he is still young, only sixty-nine, "six" for decades, and still people still believe it.
He had a very rough life in his later years. With his pension, he drove around in a tattered off-road vehicle. He lived there for a while if he thought it was good. His whereabouts have become more and more misty in recent years, and no relatives or friends can find him. , Yu Lanchuan hadn't seen him for nearly two years.
The eldest grandfather is Lu Guang, who dares to take matters into his own hands. He is eager for justice and righteousness all his life. There are people who come from afar to ask for help. No matter whether he knows him or not, he will not take it too much trouble. At this moment, if his old man lives in Yanning and digs three feet in the ground, We also have to find out the porcelain gang and see if they are born bad embryos, or if they have encountered some difficulties.
Yu Lanchuan grew up beside his old man throughout his youth. In the last few years of middle school, he also hoped to grow into a man like an old man, with his head on the sky, his feet on the ground, and half a bowl of Erguotou to the ends of the earth, With long sleeves, everything is laid out.
But there is a distance of 100,000 light-years between ideals and reality. Look at those college students who are hanging on to the top. How many people said when they were young that they wanted to be scientists when they grew up
Yu Lanchuan's second-year illness came and went like the wind. When he recovered, he lived a mainstream life of college entrance examination, studying abroad, promotion and salary increase. When he came back to his senses, he had been working hard for many years on the road that ran counter to his ideals.
The ideal, too far away, will automatically collapse into a whimsical daydream.
Besides, how could he be like an old man
Not at all realistic.
After all, the old man has a pension and no mortgage.
After the two punches, the whole person seemed to have lost two pounds. Yu Lanchuan pushed open the balcony window and lay on the window lattice to blow off the sweat.
It may be raining, and the air is gradually getting a little muddy smell, and it is wet.
The old man taught him, on the one hand, to coax him to play, on the other hand, he was afraid that he would not be healthy after sitting for a long time, and he made him get up and move his muscles and bones. "Hanjiang Qijue" is a little different from his aura - the eight characters "Peaceful Zhongzheng, Peaceful and Open", even counting the punctuation, which one can be related to President Yu? Anyway, Grandpa didn't see it.
No one would have thought that he actually practiced for fifteen years.
At this moment, the phone rang, and Yu Lanchuan thought it was a takeaway delivery, so he picked it up.
"Hello, is it Yu Lanchuan, Mr. Yu?"
Yu Lanchuan: "Well, come up, I'll open the door for you."
There was an inexplicable pause, said "I'm sorry", and then asked, "Excuse me, Mr. Yu Huaide, is this your relative?"
Yu Lanchuan was stunned for a moment, his chest tightened for no reason - Yu Huaide was his eldest grandfather.
"It's my grandfather, what's wrong?"
"Uh... Sir, I wish you my condolences."
The old man Yu Huaide came to Sichuan at the end of last year. There is a saying that "you can't go to Sichuan when you are young, and you can't go to Sichuan when you are old." , tasted Sichuan incense all the time, and then he felt that he had had enough, and the time was almost up, so he found a beautiful ravine, went in and took a few photos, stuffed the suicide note and relics into the camera bag, and sat on a small By the stream, I took off my shoes, soaked my feet in the clear stream, rested for a while, and then passed away. Three days later, only a few self-driving tourists discovered him.
Live very godly and die godly.
Yu Lanchuan put down the phone in a daze, unable to recover for a while.
At this time, a dull thunder sounded in the distance, rumbled over, and then the wind picked up, and within a moment, the uncontrollable heavy rain fell without warning.
Gan Qing and her owl roommate rushed into the subway station at the last second.
The owl roommate was sweating, his long hair stuck to his face in dreadlocks, and he was panting in fright.
Gan Qing doesn't usually take the subway—the subway is more expensive than the bus, so as soon as he gets in, he studies the route map on the wall. The owl roommate contacted a friend and took Gan Qing to join him. The friend's house was far away, spanning more than half of the city, and he had to change trains to take the subway.
Gan Qing understood the route map and said, "We have to hurry up, otherwise we might not be able to catch the last train when we transfer, you..."
Before she could finish her sentence, the owl roommate cried "Ow". Gan Qing was taken aback by the movement and looked back at her in surprise.
The girl's cry was as sudden as the storm outside, without even a bit of buffer, and she howled as soon as she came up.
"Why are you so unlucky... Why don't you let me live... Why do you deduct my salary! Why does it rain! Why do you come to Auntie!"
There were echoes in the subway station, and the three characters of "big aunt" were blessed vigorously. Passengers who returned late sparsely passed by, some looked up at her, and some hurriedly walked with their earphones plugged in, indifferent.
Gan Qing: "I... find you... some hot water?"
The owl roommate squatted down clutching his stomach, and threw the big bag under his feet. There were too many things, and the zipper broke open a little, revealing a plush dog caught in the doll machine. The puppy pulled it out and smashed it out as if to vent his anger, almost tripping over a passerby.
Gan Qing hurriedly went to apologize, ran over with her slippers, picked up the puppy, and just put it away for her, the owl roommate dragged it out again, and once again threw the unfortunate puppy out: "Why not Let me throw! I throw my things!"
Gan Qing: "..."
I lost my temper.
She reluctantly crossed her waist for a while, then walked to the vending machine, collected a few steel sticks, bought a bottle of hot drink, patted the owl roommate on the head, and unscrewed the bottle cap for her: " Give."
The owl roommate choked with a howl, raised his eyes from his knees, looked at her, burped, stretched out his small claws, and took it slowly.
Gan Qing picked up the luggage for her: "Don't curl up, stand up and walk around, or your stomach will hurt for a while."
The owl's roommate's claws and claws subsided, and after a while, she sniffed and stood up sullenly.
"Okay, don't cry." Gan Qing said calmly, "Look, although it was raining, we didn't get drowned. Such a heavy rain won't last, we should stop when we get off the subway, which is unlucky. You still have such interesting friends who are willing to take us in in the middle of the night, are they your former classmates?"
The owl roommate said: "No, it's my ex-boyfriend's ex-girlfriend."
Gan Qing: "..."
The owl roommate added: "My ex-boyfriend is a scumbag."
Gan Qing: "...I see."
The owl roommate took a sip of hot drink aggrievedly: "You are much better than my ex-boyfriend."
Gan Qing vaguely felt that this was a compliment to her, but she was speechless, so she could only sigh: "Let's go."
For the next week, Gan Qing was building a floor in someone else's house while looking for a house.
July and August are the peak rental seasons every year. A large number of graduates who have just moved out of the school are going to settle down. In addition, there are many people who have been cleared out like Gan Qing. They are all looking for cheap accommodation. jump. Sometimes it takes a long time to search the Internet to come across a price that is acceptable. If you call, it is either already rented out, or the landlord will temporarily increase the price.
And a week later, her owl roommate finally couldn't hold on anymore, and left the discount coupons and plush dog she had saved to Gan Qing, and was going back to her hometown.
As soon as the owl roommate left, Gan Qing was embarrassed to stay at the "ex-girlfriend"'s house again.
She closed the shop early and got off work, went to the Tianyi crayfish shop to help people carry two cases of beer, and walked around for a few laps with nothing to do, and then hesitantly sneaked to the back kitchen: "Uncle Meng... Last time you said you were looking for someone to take care of the old man. As for your wife, have you found the right person?"
At the same time, Yu Lanchuan, who had dealt with the grandfather's funeral, returned to Yanning with the old man's ashes.
After getting off the plane, he took a taxi and told the driver, "Master, Yingxian Hu is in the 110th courtyard."
He had to take the old man home first.
The author has something to say:
The skin on the hands is as delicate as jade. It comes from a legend I heard before. It is said that the master of Xingyiquan has a certain degree of kung fu, and the flesh on his hands will be particularly delicate. I don't know if it's true or not. I've never played Xingyi Boxing. Anyway, our MMA is pretty rough.
In addition, all the settings in this article are all made by me, don't substitute for real martial arts and martial arts.