Siheyuan: the beginning to realize the freedom of cooking

Fall 1968.

Once Xiaojiao was discharged from the hospital, she moved to a small apartment near the hospital and lived with her father.

Her body has recovered like a healthy ordinary person.

However, there is a large area of ​​memory that is blank.

Once the father saw that his daughter was awake, he was very happy, and slowly told her about the life of these years, why they came to England, and how she fell into a coma, he told her in detail one by one .

As for the fact that there is still a husband and a daughter in China, Dan's father has only lightly mentioned it.

I can't go back, and I can't be reunited. Talking too much will only increase my sadness.

After all, according to the current domestic situation, there is a tendency to intensify, and I don't know when it will end.

Since it is impossible to go back at this time, it is better to let go of the people and things in the past and move forward.

this day.

After several months of brainwashing by his uncle Zhou An, Dan's father finally agreed to persuade Dan Xiaojiao to end this domestic marriage.

"Xiaojiao, here is a divorce agreement, I suggest you sign it." Dan's father said, and put the agreement given to him by his uncle Zhou An in front of Dan Xiaojiao, and the hand holding the document was trembling.

Dan Xiaojiao opened the file, glanced at it, and said nothing.

"Xiaojiao, in the current situation in China, you and I are both from a scholarly family. It is impossible for them to go back. It is impossible for them to come out. As time goes by, people always look forward. Since you have forgotten, it is impossible It's God's will!" Dan's father said, thinking of his little grandson in China, he almost cried.

Dan's father wiped his tears with his hand, and walked up to Dan's mother's portrait: "Your mother's biggest regret in this life is that she didn't become a doctor. Before she died, she also hoped that you could study medicine in England. You Uncle has already contacted the school for you, you can study for a few years first, and we will make plans after you fully recover."

Dan Xiaojiao stood up and walked to Dan's father: "Dad, don't cry. It's time to look forward, and I will look forward."

"Your uncle and second uncle are in the country, and life is extremely difficult. People often come to the door to make a scene. You must not go back. If you have overseas relations at home, you can do nothing when you don't want to do it. When you want to do it, you can hide Don't let it go. Breaking the relationship, it would be a good thing for their father and daughter." Dan's father said with a sob, picked up the pen from the desk, and handed it to Dan Xiaojiao.

Dan Xiaojiao reached out and took the pen handed over by Dan's father.

She didn't struggle too much with people and things that she didn't remember.

She was a doctor herself.

People who are doctors have seen too much about life and death, and tend to look at things more rationally.

Pick it up when it's time to pick it up, and put it down when it's time to put it down.

As long as you're alive, that's fine!
He looked down at the Chinese and English documents in his hand, signed his name without hesitation, then closed it and handed it to Father Dan.

Dan's father took the document and sighed deeply.

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Siheyuan.

Lin Aijun's face was livid, and he walked into the house with an envelope.

"Brother, what's the matter, you look so bad?" Lin Zhaodi hugged Xiaodan Dumpling, and was really going to eat in Shazhu's room.

Lin Aijun didn't speak, and went straight to her room, and then slammed the door shut.

There was a loud bang in the room, followed by the sound of glass falling to the ground.

Seeing this, Lin Zhaodi frowned, and the little egg dumpling in her arms burst into tears.

She stepped forward and slammed on the door: "Brother, brother, are you okay?"

Silly Zhu heard the sound and hurriedly ran out of the house.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

"Brother Zhuzi, I saw my brother came back with a big envelope, his face changed, and he locked himself in the room as soon as he came back." Lin Zhaodi said anxiously.

"Letter? What letter?" Silly Zhu asked with a puzzled expression.

"We don't have any relatives, and you want to send us a letter..." As soon as the letter was written, Lin Zhaodi's heart skipped a beat, feeling somewhat ominous.

Such a large envelope is not an ordinary envelope bag in China, it looks like a registered letter!

"Zhaodi, you take Xiaodan Dumpling to the opposite room for dinner first, I'll go and have a look." After Sha Zhu finished speaking, he knocked lightly on the door: "Brother Junzi, Brother Junzi?"

"Silly Zhu, let me be quiet." Lin Aijun's cold voice came from inside the house.

"Okay, Brother Junzi, you remember to come to dinner later."

inside the house.

Lin Aijun looked at the divorce agreement in front of her.

Since he broke off contact for more than a year, he already vaguely knew that this was the result between them.

However, when the divorce agreement really appeared in front of him, he was somewhat unacceptable.

It's normal to think about it. I know the future. After ten years, the motherland's economy will take off slowly and gradually prosper.

But in the eyes of others, it may be that since the Opium War, the century-old humiliation has been staged again.

Although he could understand, it would be a lie to say that he didn't complain.

Fortunately, his daughter is still by his side.

It is impossible for individuals to not be affected by the torrent of the times.

That being the case, it's better to clean up your mood and work hard on your career.

Lin Aijun opened the space and threw the registered letter into it.

Taking a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, opened the door and went to Shazhu's room.

As soon as Lin Aijun entered the room, he saw people in the room looking at him with concern.

"Brother Junzi, come, eat quickly." Silly Zhu said, and took the initiative to serve him a meal.

"Brother, are you okay?" Lin Zhaodi looked at Lin Aijun cautiously.

"It's okay, it's already expected, it's just written in black and white today." Lin Aijun twitched the corner of his mouth lightly.

"Brother Junzi, did your sister-in-law write?" He Yushui asked tentatively.

Lin Aijun nodded upon hearing the words: "Yes, pick a date and I'll go through the formalities. From now on, I'm single again."

When Lin Zhaodi heard it, her face darkened: "Brother, it's okay, relax. There are so many people here! If someone thinks that the moon abroad is rounder, let her go."

"Let's not talk about it, everyone has their own aspirations. Don't I still have you? Don't I still have egg dumplings?" Lin Aijun said, holding his daughter in his arms, and stroking her head.

"That's right, brother Junzi, we have so many people here!" Ran Qiuye felt uncomfortable after hearing this.

Lin Aijun picked up the rice bowl, tapped the table with chopsticks and said, "No matter what happens, eating is the biggest thing, and life is the biggest thing."

Life is always like this, there is no smooth sailing, and no one has any regrets in his life.

When the storm comes, we can only face it calmly.

It is an attitude towards life not to seek great wealth and great honor, but to seek wife and children.

It is also a kind of life attitude to work hard to make contributions and start a career.

Now that the times have made a choice for him, roll up your sleeves and work hard.