No matter how ridiculous days I have to live, I quickly got used to the life of one more person in my family.
Chongyang's attention soon shifted from the TV to the computer, and he never returned on the road of networms day and night.
At first I thought he was playing games or something, and I was afraid that he would become addicted. Later I discovered that he was just browsing the news on the web. After all, most things in this world were new to him.
Once I saw a browsing record-it must be unplugged, and the woman was killed overnight! The reason turned out to be...
Oops, it’s interesting, I just clicked it, and found that the central argument of this article is-mobile phones can’t be charged at night.
The evil headline party.
I think it is necessary to educate him. After all, I picked it up, so I can't get it crooked.
"This article... Why do you want to click in?" I asked.
"It's very interesting. I see its title tells us common sense of life, so I just clicked in." Chongyang sat in front of the computer and didn't look back.
At this time, he has gradually become fluent in speaking. I was afraid he was stuttering before.
"Common sense of life..." Is it the only one who thinks it's wrong, is I too dirty
I have written a few manuscripts these days and handed in, barely making ends meet. Chongyang said that when his ID card came down, he would follow his home address on the ID card to find his home, and I would speak wherever I need help.
After so many years, I don’t know if I can find it.
At first, every time I thought of the actual age of the people sitting there and surfing the Internet, I was almost 60, so I felt awkward, and then I gradually got used to it. Chongyang’s behavioral habits are still similar to those of young people. It may be due to amnesia. That old-fashioned feeling.
Soon it was the day when I went to Beijing. Before I left, I brought my grandfather's diary with me. If there is something written by him in my hometown, I can compare it.
Chongyang sent me to the airport because he could not go to Beijing with me, so he stayed in Yuanshan Garden.
When I was about to board the plane, I suddenly seemed to be possessed by my old mother.
"Be careful when you go back. Will you stop the rental? Just say go to Yuanshan Garden. The money is in the right pocket. Pay according to the meter. Do you know what the meter is? Don't lose the money. Don't eat anything given by others, the key. Didn’t you drop it? There is a spare under the flowerbed in front of the door. Does it use gas? Sausages are not eaten grilled..."
Last time I asked him to cook for me, he grilled me a piece of sausage.
Am I declining before I get old? I finally realized why those parents are so long-winded, because I really can’t rest assured!
What if he orders the house when I am away
Chongyang An quietly heard that I had no words, and then said: "I see, I will call you if I have something."
Look, this is the good son of China.
I bought him a mobile phone with a pink case not long ago. Every time I saw him take it out, I laughed crazy. He looked confused and didn't know what I was laughing at. Is my smile lower? When I boarded the plane, he walked back slowly.
Called my brother after the plane landed.
"Brother, I'm here."
My brother seemed to be walking, and his voice was a bit unstable: "Well, be careful, the old man has already become strongly dissatisfied with you, and he let out the wind saying that when you go back, you will use a shovel to lift your heavenly spirit cover."
So violent
"No, we don't have a shovel either."
"A while ago, didn't the mynah let the old man play with him, he went to the flower and bird market to buy some calendula, and bought a shovel by the way, and he played so hard at home these past two days."
I:"… "
Although his tone was faint, I could still hear the feeling of schadenfreude from inside.
All the way, the back of my neck was cold and whizzing. After I got out of the taxi, I thought about it and brought out a bag of middle-aged and elderly supplements from the supermarket on the roadside.
It's probably the mynah's thing that made the old man dissatisfied.
That time he said on the phone that the starling he raised was very sick in a cage all day long.
I gave him a suggestion that you take the kite-flying rope, tie the bird’s neck and let it fly for a while.
The result was strangled.
Can you blame me? That's what I said. You can also tie a rope to your foot. It's a broken bone at most, isn't it
When I entered the yard, the old man was bending over and looking at the marigolds in the yard. When I saw it, Yan'er was almost there.
Sure enough, the moving and quiet old man couldn't support it, so I will feed my brother and me in a free range for the rest of my life.
He raised his eyelids and glanced at me, then turned around and walked into the house, and when he walked out, he had an extra shovel in his hand.
My hair stood up, and I laughed while protecting my head, "Master, look, what I bought for you—Middle-aged and elderly golden oral liquid, it only takes three courses of treatment..."
I read word by word on the gift box, glancing at him with that eye.
As a result, he saw him squatting aside with a shovel to play with the pots of calendula.
"Why are you back?" he asked.
"Isn't I missing you?" I chuckled, entered the room and put down the gift box and luggage, and went out to talk to him.
"In the future, don't buy me those middle-aged and elderly supplements, I am not old enough yet."
Are you still 70 years old? Then I will buy you cool and wavy next time. Would you like to drink it...
"No, let my brother drink this box."
My brother is also forty.
The old man snorted, knocked the shovel on the ground, and went into the house.
He has been living in the old courtyard since he retired and didn't want to move. After my brother got married, he bought a house and moved out. I also went to Chongqing.
No wonder the old man plays with flowers, birds, fish and insects all day long. Such a large yard does not look angry from a distance.
I left my brother and me in the cold when I didn't retire, and now I am left out of the cold by my son after retiring. It's a causal cycle.
After talking with him for a while, the old man was not in good spirits, and soon fell asleep.
Without disturbing him, he wandered around for a while and entered the old man's study.
The study was the place where he worked when he had not retired, and it is now used to cultivate his sentiment.
On the table is a set of unfinished calligraphy, which looks decent at first glance.
Next to it is a wooden bookshelf that is as tall as a person. It used to be full of folders, but now it has been replaced with many thread-bound books.
I randomly picked a copy of Chuanshan's Suicide Note since last year. It is getting old and falling apart, and I don't know where the old man got these ancient books.
On the top is the Kangxi dictionary of Yishui'er, and there are some seven-seven-eights of thread-bound books. It is estimated that there is no more words from my grandfather.
After he came out, he sat in the yard and played with his cell phone for a while, and the old man went out in his clothes and continued to care for the flowers.
"Father, do we still have my grandfather's words in our family?" I asked.
The old man didn't look up, "You ask what you are doing, your grandpa's things were all burned when he died."
"Then what does my grandfather do?" I asked tentatively.
The old man glanced at me and said, "He was from the geological team at that time, and he ran around all year long."
It seems that the characteristics of the left-behind children in our family are still inherited from the ancestors.
"Which geological team?"
The old man was stunned, "I really don't know this. I don't remember. Your grandfather probably never said it. These things were kept secret at that time."
It seems that no one in my family knows anything about my grandpa.
The two lingered for a while, from the cat in the Lao Wang's house next door being pregnant again to the impact of the war between China and Japan on the Antarctic glaciers.
Neither of them had the intention of getting up to cook.
I didn't do it because I was afraid that the old man could not stand my craft. The old man didn't do it because he waited for me to do it for him.
I was hesitating to order a takeaway, my brother is here.
His company headquarters is in Beijing, and occasionally he can come back to see the old man.
"Ning Xuejun'er, you two haven't cooked yet?"
My brother has always called the old man by his first name, and the old man hasn't said anything.
"Isn't this waiting for Ning Chuan to do it?" The old man shook the mud on his hands and went to wash his hands under the faucet.
My elder brother looked at me. He was in his forties and was as swift as a young man. He took off his coat and went into the kitchen.
"Hey, a good man in China." I compared my thumbs.
The old man lay on the rocking chair and dangled, "Learning with your brother, he already has children, why haven't you moved there yet."
The old man has always longed for a day to hold his grandson, but when he retired, my brother's son was too long to hold him, so he gave his idea to me.
I'm really afraid that if I have a son, I will play with the old man to death, just like that starling.
"Hey, it's still early, it's still early." I smiled sly.
"Humph... Next time, remember to bring me a girlfriend, you know." The old man squinted and hummed.
"Good, good..." I promised, "I won't come in if I don't have a girlfriend behind my back next time."
I promised it first, and I'll forget it next time anyway.
My brother quickly fried a few dishes, although simple, but still delicious.
I almost ate my chopsticks. The ham feast after so long, stewed, boiled, fried, and grilled. At this moment, I finally had a normal meal.
After eating, the three people spoke for a while, it was almost dark, and my brother and I got up and left.
The old man doesn't have many rooms here. I'll go to my brother's place to sleep for one night, and I will return to Chongqing tomorrow.
When I went out, the father suddenly pulled me and asked me to wait. I thought I was thinking of something about my grandfather, but when I saw him coming out with a bunch of sausages, I was desperate.
The two of them stalked for a long time, and finally I saw that the old man was going to take the shovel and I took them all.
I took the co-pilot, the sausages in the back seat, and soon arrived at my brother's house.
My brother's son is called Ningyuan, a few years younger than me, and he is in his junior year. When we got home, he was sitting on the sofa and reading. There was a girl sitting across from him, playing with his mobile phone.
When the girl saw someone coming, she raised her head and saw us and smiled: "Ning Chuan!"
"Hey hey." I responded quickly.
This girl is called Huang Chang and she is about the same age as me. His father and my brother have a business relationship. The two offices are relatively good. When I was a child, I had several contacts with her. Later, the university was the same.
"Why are you here, Ning Chuan!" the little girl said excitedly.
I was about to talk, and the one sitting at the side would rather smile and joked: "I said Huang Chang, what else are you pretending to be? When you hear that Brother Xiaochuan will come, you can’t wait to fly to my house right away. Now pretend to be a chance encounter... Finish)