Three or Two Things about Rebirth

Qiu Jiye suddenly became interested in Zhang Weijing and started chatting with him. After two glasses of white wine, they were already talking about oracle bone inscriptions and the Book of Changes.

No one else could get a word in, so they continued talking about the wedding.

Qiu Jiye's hobby was indeed a bit aloof and secluded. Not only in the Qiu family, but also in the whole Jiayang, there was no one who could discuss with him. Although his three sons were influenced by them since childhood and dabbled in some things, interest is the motivation for learning. When they went out to see the world, they were more interested in the new and popular things. Gradually, no one was interested in traditional Chinese medicine, the Book of Changes, and astrology, which their father loved.

Having caught Zhang Weijing today, Qiu Jiye was extremely excited. Before he finished his meal, he pulled Zhang Weijing into the bedroom. Then there was a sound of box lids rattling: he actually took out his treasured books!

He Manshu exclaimed in amazement, "I have met a bosom friend, a friend of different ages. Ningning, you know, I cannot touch that box normally."

Sun Ning smiled, "It's Uncle Qiu's favor. Weijing is young and has little knowledge, so it's just right for him to learn a lot from Uncle Qiu."

He Manshu looked at Sun Ning with a smile, "Weijing is so lucky, you two are so compatible, you two are so harmonious, you are both talented and beautiful, and you come from similar families. You are a perfect match made in heaven!"

Sun Ning also laughed, "Our two families have been friends since our ancestors, and it was the elders who favored me. In fact, I already had someone I liked."

"Hey... kid, you're as outspoken as my Yoyo."

"The Zhang family has three sons and two daughters. Weijing is the youngest. His mother was in poor health after he was born, so he lived with his uncle for four or five years." Sun Ning said with a smile, "I can see that he likes your family. A man who never caters to his own mother actually found things to talk about with Luming and tried to please Uncle Qiu."

"This child..." He Manshu also laughed.

"He insisted on coming to Jiayang, so my grandfather asked me to accompany him and keep an eye on him... to make sure he didn't drink too much."

"Xiao Sun, you said you have someone you like. Don't you care about Weijing? Don't let your imagination run wild. You two have a deep bond. If you like my home, come often. It's an honor for us to have someone from Beijing come to our remote place."

"Okay auntie."

"Well, my old colleagues know that Moshi opened a company with someone in Beijing, and they all envy me for having a good son. Someone asked me why I didn't let your son find a partner for your daughter in Beijing! What can I say? It's not that I don't want her to go, but I'm an old girl and I don't like to go anywhere. I just keep following you around, you see!" After saying that, He Manshu hugged her daughter who was sitting next to her.

Qiu Luming felt that their conversation was a little strange, but he still said, "I want to stay with my parents. It's so uncomfortable to only see my parents once or twice a year like my sister-in-law!"

Sun Ning smiled, but Liu Xiaomei's eyes suddenly turned red and she lowered her head without saying a word.

"You naughty kid!" He Manshu patted Qiu Luming's hand. "Hurry up and pick up a table!"

Everyone continued to chat around the table. Liu Xiaomei and Qiu Luming were washing dishes in the kitchen. Fang Yuan and Sun Ning also wanted to join in the fun. Liu Xiaomei pushed them into the living room, "No, no! We don't need you two!"

Qiu Jiye was still chatting with Zhang Weijing in the bedroom. Qiu Luming heard his father say, "This pot of dragon claw flower was given to me by an old Russian lady. She lived to be over 90 years old and died a few years ago. She rarely took medicine or injections in her life. When she felt uncomfortable, she would break off a piece of dragon claw flower leaves and eat it. She broke off a plant from the trunk and gave it to me, saying that it was easy to raise and would come alive when put into the flowerpot. Sure enough, it has extremely strong vitality. This plant has been raised for seven years and has long had medicinal properties. Although it is cold in nature, it has excellent anti-inflammatory effects.

Speaking of inflammation, I remind you that when you return to Beijing, you should take the time to treat your chronic gastritis, either with Chinese or Western medicine. In my experience, many diseases, even cancer, are caused by inflammation..."

Qiu Jiye talked eloquently, while Zhang Weijing just nodded in agreement.

Qiu Luming suddenly felt a little pity for his father. The old man seemed a little lonely.

"Sister-in-law, is Dabao still reciting the soup song?"

"Ah?" Liu Xiaomei was stunned for a moment and replied, "Now Dabao has started to learn piano and English, so he doesn't have much time to memorize."

"Oh."

Qiu Luming's ears suddenly moved and he looked towards the door leading to the side building from the kitchen.

A few seconds later, the door opened and Xie Zhi came in smiling, holding a five or six-month-old baby. Huang Yali followed closely behind him, carrying a small bucket of persimmons.

Xie Zhi and Qiu Moshi are good friends. When a good friend has problems at home, it is natural for him to help. So, even though he felt embarrassed, Xie Zhi still came to Qiu's house.

"You're here!" Qiu Moshi came out from the living room, took the child and shook him, "Wow, you're quite heavy, Xiaoyuanyuan!"

The child was not shy, and smiled at Qiu Moshi, revealing two small lower teeth. A stream of saliva flowed down his chin, trembling and drawing on his chin. Huang Yali quickly wiped it off with a handkerchief, "Give it to me, don't dirty your shirt."

"It's not dirty. Only children are not dirty." Qiu Moshi held the child and turned to go into the living room. Dabao ran out, stopped Qiu Moshi, grabbed the child's little feet and said, "Uncle, I want to hold him too!"

"You are too young to hold him." Liu Xiaomei hurriedly stopped her son's excessive enthusiasm.

The baby suddenly turned around, stretched out a hand towards Qiu Luming, leaned towards her, and made two "oh oh" sounds.

The air froze for two seconds. Qiu Luming looked at the child's innocent eyes, smiled and spread out his hands, "My dear baby, auntie is working now, I'll hold you later!"

"Yes, yes, yes, come in, come in." Qiu Jiashu was busy in the living room.

"Oh oh uh uh." The child raised his chin, chatted with Qiu Luming for a few more words, and then was carried into the living room.

"Oh, whose baby is here!" He Manshu greeted Xie Zhi's family enthusiastically. Suddenly, the living room seemed to be filled with 100 million people, noisy and lively. Everyone started to praise each other. The Qiu family praised Xie Zhi's son, and Huang Yali also praised Dabao generously.

Liu Xiaomei was busy going in and out, making tea and pouring water. There were clearly only three people, but it seemed like a reinforced company had come.

Qiu Luming felt the nervousness of a nun and laughed at herself. A year ago, she told her family that she had let it go, but the whole family, including Xie Zhi and his wife, refused to believe it. They were always nervous, just like today.

She drained the washed dishes and placed them in the dish rack. Finally, she used a rag to clean the dish rack and the tiles on the stove. Liu Xiaomei looked at her furtively several times, but seeing that she looked normal, she didn't say anything.

Then Qiu Jiashu came out of the living room and saw that Qiu Luming had finished cleaning up, so he said, "Wash your hands." After saying that, he picked up the泔水桶 and walked out.

Qiu Luming put the persimmons brought by Xie Zhi's family into a few small bowls and added a few spoonfuls of sugar. Soon the sugar was dyed into a pink and purple icing, which looked very tempting.

Everyone in the living room sat around the dining table chatting. Qiu Luming brought out persimmons, sand apples, and freshly cut watermelons and cantaloupes on a tray, and invited everyone to eat some fruit.

Sun Ning was very interested in the persimmons. He scooped up half a spoonful with a spoon and ate it. The sourness made his eyes narrow, which made everyone laugh.

The strange thing was that even though everyone was having such a lively time, Qiu Jiye was still in the bedroom, as if he didn't hear anything.