In the morning, Zhang Zian opened his eyes.
A new day has arrived.
The windows were open, barred only by the screens, and outside the windows came the sound of birdsong in the morning and the sound of cleaners sweeping the streets with their brooms.
Cool air poured in from the window, making the curtains flutter and dance, revealing the beautiful morning sun through the gaps in the curtains.
He stretched himself. Although he had a strange dream all night, he recovered well.
This is almost the most beautiful time of the year. The temperature is neither too hot nor too cold, and the humidity is neither dry nor humid. It is very comfortable to sleep with the windows open.
The elves also got up one after another.
Day after day, except that the days gradually shorten and the nights gradually lengthen, there is almost no change, plain and busy.
But in fact, there are changes every day. As long as you have a pair of observant eyes, you can capture these subtle changes. As long as you maintain enthusiasm and anticipation for life, every day will not be dull.
The emerald green leaves turn golden quietly, the height of the children grows by leaps and bounds, the business income of the store increases gradually, and more and more friends are made... This is probably happiness.
Life is full of mixed flavors, sweet, sour, bitter, hot and salty, not just sweet.
Today is a seemingly ordinary but special day.
Usually after he wakes up, he is busy preparing for the business. He always waits until the preparations are almost ready before buying breakfast, but today when he got up, he got into the kitchen and started to cook breakfast with clumsy cooking skills. The ingredients were yesterday I packed it up and put it in the fridge tonight.
Could it be... he made up his mind to practice cooking hard in order to win his wife
If that was the case, the elves would have started to sneer at her long ago, after all, there is no trace of the legendary wife so far.
However, today's elves were extremely quiet. Even Richard and the snow lion didn't complain or sneer. On the contrary, after Richard got up, he didn't rush to eat his mixed breakfast of nuts and seasonal vegetables, and the snow lion didn't eat it. The plate of raw beef brisket with blood, the two of them usually eat alone because their food is different from other elves.
Xinghai didn't go to play hide-and-seek with the kittens, Fina didn't stay in bed, Laocha didn't go downstairs to watch TV, Femas didn't sit on the first floor waiting to receive movie fans, Vladimir didn't leave the pet shop to command the stray cats, π sat in front of the computer and typed without opening his eyes, Fala did not recite its daily morning prayer silently, and Shihua did not start her day's live broadcast early...
Everyone seemed to be silently waiting for something.
There was a sound of pots and pans in the kitchen, the rumble of the range hood and the restlessness returned to silence. Zhang Zian finally came out with a tray. On the tray were two poorly crafted but hearty breakfasts.
Instead of putting the tray on the dining table, he carried it to the chest of drawers, placed the two breakfasts in front of the portraits of his parents, and then bowed respectfully and bowed his head in silence.
"Dad, Mom, I miss you so much..."
His eyes were red.
one Year.
It has been a whole year since my parents passed away suddenly.
He closed his eyes, and the voices and smiles of his parents appeared in front of his eyes again. Scenes of the past years flashed like the highlights of a movie, starting from his childhood memories, going to kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, and college , Work... Although disputes with parents are indispensable, which child will not have ideological conflicts with his parents when he grows up? But what he remembered at this time were all the happiest and best memories.
Richard flapped over and dropped a few nuts on the two breakfast plates.
The snow lion was reluctant to part with the fresh raw beef brisket, and it knew that even if the two old people were still alive, they might not like to eat raw meat, but it still tried to jump several times, finally jumped onto the counter, and put the two pieces of raw beef brisket on the plate inside.
An elf impassionedly presided over the ceremony, and other elves also presented their own gifts, such as garlands woven with wild flowers, such as medicinal tea picked from the wild, and some elves prayed for them, some elves blessed them, and some elves A beautiful liturgy was written for them, to be read by another elf with a still finer voice...
Since a few days ago, the elves have been preparing silently. Even if a few elves are careless and slow, they can more or less detect the changes of other elves. As for how they know the specific date, of course they know it from π. of.
There are more and more things inside and outside the plate, and the smiles of the two old people seem to be getting more and more relieved.
Vladimir was about to announce the start of silence when a muffled dog bark came from outside the window. It was Xiaobai standing on the roof of Wuling Shenguang with a set of postcards in his mouth. It is not easy to find such a clean thing. The content of the postcard is the world-famous scenery, which makes up for the regret that the two old people have never been abroad.
Vladimir stood on the window sill and looked at Xiao Bai, then silently opened the screen to let Xiao Bai jump in.
Xiaobai's body is also very clean, without any peculiar smell. It came after taking a bath at the seaside. It put the postcard on the top of the chest of drawers, then stepped aside to stand on the horns with Vladimir. Today was the first day the two of them had a truce for something other than their race.
Femas was dressed more solemnly, and asked π to tie a pure white bow tie on it.
The elves squatted or stood around and bowed their heads in silent tribute to the two old men, including Shihua in the bathroom.
They all closed their eyes, and no one noticed that there seemed to be a looming colorful butterfly flying around the two portraits, sprinkled dreamy colorful scale powder, and then disappeared on the back of the portraits.
No matter when and where you come from and what extraordinary experiences you have, fate brings you here, and you are also grateful to the two old people for providing such a shelter from the wind and rain and a new stage in their lives.
Xiaobai's situation is a bit special. He doesn't live in a pet shop. He came to pay homage to the two old people because he thanked Zhang Zian for his long-term help to the stray dogs. As for how it knew the specific day, of course another elf explicitly hinted at it.
No one ordered them to do this, and no one has the qualifications to order them to do so. People who can make them submit do not exist in this world. They never bow to power, never bow to wealth, and never bow to beauty , but today he bowed his head to the two old men who had passed away.
Zhang Zian thought he would cry, but he didn't. He had already said what he wanted to say to them in his dream. In the dream, he said goodbye to them with a smile, so he wouldn't cry today either.
Instead of crying bitterly and remembering the past, it is better to face the future with a smile.