Back to the Future Sword of Sichen

Today is a day worth celebrating. Everyone has a smile on their face, even the wild chrysanthemums in the corner are smiling. Like everyone else, after Vertin and Ms. Z walked into the living room, expressions of surprise crept onto their faces.

The refrigerator is still a refrigerator, and the TV is still square, but it's just that the old thing has been given a facelift, so I almost didn't recognize it.

Ms. Z and Vertin were sitting on the sofa, and Ms. Z patiently introduced the details of the bill to Vertin. Everyone was busy. Mr. Carson and Marianne moved the boxes of tomatoes and cabbages into the warehouse, Sophoby and Snyder helped Wei Mingye in the kitchen, and Xing Antimony went to the ice cave to get frozen fish.

Cooking is a slow job, and there is no room for impatience and sloppiness; you must first think about what to cook today, then select the ingredients one by one, and then prepare the accessories.

Wei Mingye was going to make ten dishes today. The ingredients were piled on the table. Wei Mingye was making ingredients for chicken stew. He had used up many of the ingredients very early, so he chose some ingredients from the occult world as supplements.

Sophoby watched with horror. Isn't mandrake inedible? Isn't Helium highly poisonous?

No one can beat Hua Xia when it comes to food. Regarding eating, Wei Mingye went deep into the world of mysticism and began to study it very early. Wei Mingye has written a book of notes as thick as a dictionary in the past four years about what cannot be eaten and how to deal with it, euphemistically called: "The Mystery of Foodies".

Heliotrope is highly poisonous, but as long as the poison sac is removed, the whole plant can be used to make soup. Its function is in one word: "improve freshness." The poison in the poison sac is also very powerful, and one drop can kill If a cow dies, Wei Mingye will have a jar full of venom on hand.

Take only the forehead piece of mandrake, break it into powder and apply it on the chicken. The powder is fully integrated into the meat to eliminate the unique fishy smell of the meat.

When Xing Antimony came back empty-handed, she said: "W, there is no frozen fish in it!"

"Well, you guys wash the dishes first and I'll be right back." Wei Mingye took off his apron and left with his flying sword. After a while, he came back with a fish and happened to meet Ms. Z who was leaving.

"Sister Zhang, won't you stay for dinner?" 』Wei Mingye stopped Ms. Z.

"No, I'm quite busy today. Ms. Z said.

Wei Mingye felt it was a pity and said, "Then you must come next time!" 』

"I will. Ms. Z said, and she left, her steps more cheerful than before.

The fish was prepared in the morning. Wei Mingye went to the back kitchen of the foundation canteen and negotiated with the chef, exchanging three boxes of potatoes, one box of winter melons, and two baskets of tomatoes for the fish, which was as long as a forearm.

Chop the onion, ginger, and garlic and set aside, sprinkle with cooking wine and salt, then apply mandrake powder into the fish body, marinate for about 20 minutes, and the fishy smell will be eliminated.

The next step is to make fried shrimp balls. The shrimps are handed over to Snyder and Sufubi. Wei Mingye chops the pork and sets aside. Then he beats a few eggs and stirs them, and then takes out the bread crumbs.

After they peeled the shrimps, Wei Mingye took out a small amount of minced pork and wrapped the shrimps in it. He pressed it repeatedly with both hands to form a ball. He repeated this process to make dozens of shrimp balls and kept them for later use.

-

Time slipped through the fingers, and it was almost evening in a blink of an eye. The sun and the green mountains were close together, like a couple. The cracked stone bricks seemed to be baked red by the sun. Birds flew overhead, and their calls were heard loudly. Far.

"cheers!"

The crisp crashing sound takes away the worries and sorrows of these days, and the wine and drinks weave rainbow-like colors under the illumination of the lights.

"Ahem!" Su Fubi ate too quickly and choked. Mr. Carson patted her back gently and said, "Miss, there are still dishes left and they won't be finished."

Sonnet picked up a shrimp ball with her chopsticks, but the shrimp ball slipped away from her chopsticks like a naughty child. Vertin saw this and picked up the shrimp ball with his own chopsticks and put it into Sonnet's bowl.

"Thank you." Sonnet said, was it a drunken blush or a heart-pounding shyness on his face?

Wei Mingye put down his wine glass, his face was as red as a monkey's butt. His vision was hazy, as if he had a dream. In the dream, he could wield a sword, make talismans, and meet many like-minded friends.

All the phantoms dissipated in the air as the gas came out of the mouth. Wei Mingye burped and said incoherently: "It's a pity that Ms. Z didn't come..."

"Yes." Vertin said, "She is our great hero."

Wei Mingye found a comfortable position and leaned on the chair, his tone was as soft as cotton, "September 11th of the lunar calendar... which is October 10th, is Ms. Z's birthday... we have to do something."

"No wonder you want to learn how to make pastry." Mistletoe turned to look at Wei Mingye and found that he was asleep, still holding the empty wine glass tightly in his hand.

"I'll take him to rest." Mr. Carson pulled Wei Mingye up and carried him on his back. Wei Mingye was confused and didn't know what he said. He saw the white clothes and the resolute back.

Hong Nuxian put the empty wine bottle back into the box, which was filled with fellow citizens of the empty wine bottle. She smiled and said, "W can be considered one of the great contributors, isn't he?"

Provide shelter and food, work with Ms. Z to persuade Pedra, and even plant explosive talismans in the foundation.

Vertin touched his nose and said, "Yeah, I don't even know what to thank him for. He seems to have everything..."

Red Crossbow shook his head and interrupted Vertin, "Before you came, did he live here alone? He seemed to have everything, but nothing."

Wei Ting suddenly thought of Wei Mingye's brown eyes, which were as deep as an ancient well. Looking at him for a long time was like falling into a deep sea where coldness and darkness coexisted.

Red Cross Arrow lowered his head, pondered for a long time, and said: "He always has a vague sense of alienation, and his temperament. He is obviously a nineteen-year-old boy, but his soul seems to be in his twenties or thirties."

"I have been fighting against the Hand of Reshaping for the past four years. In addition, I will also go to the underground black market to find bounties to complete. Sometimes I offend some people.

In short, I have spent part of these years on the verge of life and death. "

With these words and the scar on Wei Mingye's left eye popping up in Vertin's mind, she smiled, "I know what he lacks."

-

Late at night, Wei Mingye suddenly woke up, his head seemed to be pounding, and the pain turned into needles pricking his brain. Unable to sleep, Wei Mingye walked downstairs to the living room.

The door was open, and the moon, the visitor, left silvery traces in the living room, proving that it had come. The living room has been tidied up by them. Wei Mingye opened the refrigerator and took out a can of drink. With a squeaking sound, a wisp of white smoke dispersed in the air along the mouth of the bottle. Wei Mingye took a sip and burped comfortably, and all the pain seemed to disappear.

Wei Mingye came to the courtyard, and Wei Ting was lying on the lounge chair, with the stars reflected in his eyes.

Wei Mingye asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"I'm so excited that I can't sleep." Vertin rested his head on his hands. There was a river flowing in the night sky, and the stones in the river gave off a dazzling light.

Vertin blinked and said, "I heard they said that you traveled to this world. What is the world like on your side?"

Wei Mingye raised his head and looked at the night covered with countless stars. He suddenly smiled and said, "Look, the star that shines the brightest is my hometown."

He suddenly fell silent, his heart hurting extremely, and he murmured: "Every star is dazzling... Wherever I am, that's my hometown."

Wei Mingye moved a bench and sat next to Vertin. He slowly talked about the past, and every time he thought of the memories that touched his heart, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

In the world he originally lived in, there were no "heavy rainstorms" and no reshaping hands. Children could go to school happily and adults had jobs.

The clouds are reflected in the river in my hometown, and the swimming fish seem to be swimming in the air. When the first ray of sunlight shines in the forest in the morning, with the ethereal bird call, the entire forest comes alive.

Vertin had never seen what sorghum was, but she knew that Wei Mingye secretly drank sorghum wine and fell drunk next to the wine vat when he was a child.

He told her that when the rainy season came in his hometown when he was a child, frogs would gather in the pond and hold concerts. At this time, his father would take him to the pond to catch frogs and then sell them in the town for money.

That was the first time he had eaten popsicles, and the sweet memory left a smile on his face.

Vertin also laughed. She said that when she was a child, she often went to the school fence. During the rainy season, the tree frog would start chirping. She gave the tree frog to Sonnet, and the tree frog is still in Sonnet's room to this day. inside.

During the rainy season, when the tree frogs begin to chirp, will the sonnets bring to mind the memory of little Vertin, watching her with expectant looks as she collected the tree frogs and stuffed toffees into her pockets?

"At least we have similarities when it comes to catching frogs." Vertin said. She and Wei Mingye looked at each other, and the two of them couldn't help but laugh.

Suddenly, Vertin looked forward and said excitedly: "W! Look!"

The Milky Way in the sky somehow fell into the forest, and the fireflies burned the entire forest. The hut was in it, and the fireflies were rippling. The hut was like a boat floating in the sea, rocking and carrying them into dreamland.

Wei Mingye quickly wiped away his tears. He suddenly remembered that when he was a child, his father took him to the forest to catch fireflies. Every firefly in the sky was like a star. Grabbing a handful and putting them into the glass jar, it was like having a patch of stars. A jar full of children's joy.

Vertin went back to rest before him. Wei Mingye stood outside for a long time. He suddenly felt that a certain vacancy in his heart was filled. Wei Mingye didn't know what it was.

-

Wei Mingye looked at the churning fried dough sticks in the pot and yawned deeply. Our Master Wei stayed up until one o'clock yesterday and had to get up at six o'clock in the morning to make breakfast for everyone. Fortunately, Mr. Carson helped, and the breakfast was less than two hours. It's ready in ten minutes.

Wei Mingye sat at the door, chewing steamed buns and drinking porridge. The morning sunshine was gentle. The hair dyer gently sprinkled golden color on the mixed-haired dog Ah Huang. From a distance, it really looked like a huge piece of yellow bread. .

Wei Mingye raised his head and looked at the door. A guest came uninvited.

"Good morning, W!"

"Isn't this your real purpose?" Wei Mingye said with a smile.

X sat next to Wei Mingye. The two of them were sitting on low stools. If you didn't look carefully, you would have thought they were squatting.

The buns were soft, glutinous and sweet, and the filling inside was mushroom and pork filling, which was just in line with X's taste. X kept praising it while eating it, which made Wei Mingye a little embarrassed.

After breakfast, Wei Mingye took X to a small room. There was a pressing machine and a workbench filled with various carving knives.

"This is the place where I make talismans. It's a bit crude."

A glint flashed in X's eyes, and he glanced at the pressing machine, which was also equipped with a cutting machine.

Wei Mingye held a piece of magic stone in his hand and introduced: "The magic stone is cut and pressed into the thickness of a piece of paper, and then a talisman is carved on it with a carving knife. This is the lowest level of making talismans. If the machine is more advanced, mass production can be achieved.”

"That's no problem. It depends on whether you agree or not."

After discussion,

"Pleasant to work with."

The two shook hands and reached a consensus.

"By the way, if you need help in the future, you can come to me." Before leaving, X said.

"I just have something to ask you." Wei Mingye said, "Help me make a baseball bat weighing 35 kilograms."

"Ah?" X was stunned, thinking he heard wrongly, "How much?"

"Thirty-five kilograms." Wei Mingye said seriously, "I will give you a technology for free when the matter is completed."

"Okay." X nodded. He took a deep breath and glanced at Wei Mingye, "You are too scary."

"Haha." Wei Mingye scratched his head, "As a cultivator, it's normal to be strong."

"But it's too outrageous..."

-

As usual, Ms. Z was heading to the office through the secretary's office area.

"Ms. Z, please wait a moment." Secretary Sharon called her, "The vice president wants me to give this to you."

She handed Ms. Z a small purple wooden box, and the aroma of small-leaf red sandalwood floated in the air.

Ms. Z said: "Did she explain the reason?"

Sharon thought about it carefully, "No, but she seemed to say that today is the 11th day of the ninth lunar month."

Ms. Z smiled and said: "Please convey your gratitude to me."

Sharon nodded and returned to the office area.

Ms. Z opened the box and found some black and white chess pieces neatly arranged inside, as well as a congratulatory letter: "I'm glad to have witnessed your growth."

She pocketed the box and walked into the office.

There is no luxurious appearance or luxurious decoration in the office. Ordinary like a glass of boiled water, Ms. Z stood in front of the mirror, with a blurry black and white photo hanging on the wall behind her.

At that time, she was still a high-spirited girl, with blood all over her body like the scorching sun in the sky. Today, the sun is still hot, but the greenness in my eyes has long been taken over by maturity. Maybe one day, the white deer will turn into a tiger.

Suddenly, a letter floated by the window. Ms. Z took it in her hand and looked at it, and saw the familiar text: "Sister Zhang, I heard that you are not very busy tonight, can you come to our place for dinner?" 』

When the sun sank behind the mountains and the forest was about to be swallowed up by darkness, Ms. Z arrived as promised. Her white clothes were very dazzling in the darkness.

Wei Mingye was leaning against the door. When he saw Ms. Z from a distance, he waved his arms wildly to say hello. Ms. Z's pace quickened a lot.

"I heard from Vertin that your cooking skills are good, and I came here to try it out today. Ms. Z adjusted her glasses and said.

"I must do it!" ” Wei Mingye patted his chest, with the word “confidence” plastered on his face.

When Ms. Z walked into the yard, Ah Huang came over and circled around her, wagging his tail. Everyone was waiting for her. The hot pot in the center of the table was steaming. While they were still in the yard, the aroma got there first and penetrated into the nostrils, tempting people to be greedy.

"It's been a long time since I've had hot pot." Ms. Z put down her chopsticks, sweat dripping from her fair face. Wei Mingye handed her a few tissues and said, "If you want to eat, you can come to me every day and I'll feed you every meal." hot pot."

"Okay, then I will come here every day to eat." Ms. Z joked.

Someone spilled the ink, blackening the sky. In the dark night, the light from the hut shone like stars.

They ate from six o'clock until eight o'clock, and the atmosphere was still hot. Hong Nuxian was analyzing the two bottles of liquor in his hand, one Erguotou and one Wuliangye, which one tasted better.

Vertin was already a little drunk. She leaned on Sonnet's shoulder. Sonnet's body stiffened and he didn't dare to move.

There is always endless talk about hometown. Wei Mingye was talking about what happened in the past four years. Ms. Z was listening carefully. She never thought that how a young man grew up alone in a different world. The ups and downs in it were also hers. Can't taste it.

At the end of the story, she was unable to say anything. She could only place one hand on Wei Mingye's shoulder and pat him hard a few times. Often the simplest movements can express the most precise meaning.

Suddenly, the ceiling light was blindfolded and the living room fell into darkness. Wei Mingye said sorry and got up to check the circuit problem.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, there was no sound of people, only the hot pot was steaming.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

As the singing came, Wei Mingye pushed the car. The candlelight on the cake reflected Ms. Z's shocked expression. Several big words were written on the cake: "Sister Zhang, happy birthday."

"You..." Ms. Z felt that her ears were blocked, vague human voices came and went, and she heard her heart beating very fast.

"Sister Zhang..." Wei Mingye's voice brought her back to reality. The singing had stopped and everyone looked at her expectantly.

"Make a wish." ” Wei Mingye smiled.

"Well..." Ms. Z closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and made a good wish for herself and everyone.

The candles were blown out and the lights were turned on at this time. This cake was as messy as Ah Huang. This was the result of everyone's brainstorming.

"How did you know my birthday?" "When Ms. Z took a bite of the cake, her sweet cheeks felt sour and her sweet heart almost melted.

"Do you believe what Constantine told me?" ” Wei Mingye said with a bad smile.

"Really boring. Ms. Z said, her eyes slightly red.

"Sister Zhang, this is your birthday gift. 』Wei Mingye put the gift on the table.

Ms. Z couldn’t stop her tears from flowing down immediately. October 1949, 10, is a day that all Chinese people must remember. The first red flag waved in the wind. On that day, there were huge crowds of people and shouts resounded across the sky, like the roar of a giant dragon.

Now, the miniature wood carving model of the Tiananmen Gate Tower appeared in her eyes. The exquisite model seemed to be magnified countless times in her eyes. She seemed to have returned to that day of national celebration, as if she was standing under the tower at this moment. , staring at the red flag that is more dazzling than the sun.

"Your hand..." She suddenly noticed that there were band-aids on several of Wei Mingye's fingers.

"It's not a problem if it's scratched during carving. ” Wei Mingye smiled naively.

-

Ms. Z returned to the bedroom and placed the model in the most conspicuous position. She looked at it again and again and stroked it over and over again. Her nose was still sore.

Everyone gave her birthday gifts, such as the big-headed doll Sufubi sewed for her. It was as big as her hand and looked similar to her, but she didn't look very smart.

Another example is the ointment given to her by Sonnet. Ms. Z often suffers from sore necks, which is an occupational disease, so Sonnet consults Sufubi and it takes two days to make an ointment to relieve the sore neck.

She looked at each gift carefully, and her heart felt like a bonfire, which was extremely warm.

"thank you all"

Ms. Z looked at the golden moon outside the window.

"Thank you, my friends"