Withered vine new leaves

Mrs. Pei's sharp eyes naturally saw Feng Xiao who was standing next to Chen Zhicun, "It's been a long time since I saw him, and he's becoming more and more energetic and handsome!"

Auntie Peipei knew about Feng Xiao. On the day the summer camp ended, it was Feng Xiao who carried Chen Zhicun back. Plus, during the time Chen Zhicun was hospitalized, she would see Feng Xiao coming to visit her Xiaozhi from time to time. Naturally it is ripe.Feng Xiaowei nodded towards Mrs. Pei, and said: "Hello, Auntie." After exchanging a few pleasantries, they parted ways.

On the first day of the holiday, although I had told Meng Ke the address of Aunt Peipei's house, I was still afraid that he would not be able to find his way the first time he came.After the holiday, the weather became colder and colder. Chen Zhicun rubbed his hands and stood at the intersection waiting. The hot air he exhaled from time to time formed a white mist in the cold wind.

When the appointed time was approaching, Meng Ke appeared bouncingly in Chen Zhicun's sight, "Xiao Zhi!" His playful short blond hair swayed with his steps, his nose was round and upright, and his fair cheeks were blown by the cold wind. Some redness.Today's Meng Ke didn't wear a school uniform, but a sky blue sweater with a thick down jacket over it.There is a schoolbag on his back, and he is carrying a lot of things in both hands.

"I thought you were lost." Chen Zhicun went up to meet you.

He must have gotten out of the car and ran all the way, Meng Ke's forehead was a little sweaty: "On the way, I suddenly remembered that the first visit requires some gifts, so I took a detour to buy something, I'm late, sorry ah."

Chen Zhicun glanced at the big bag of fruits and cakes in Meng Ke's hand, and said, "Come here, why are you so polite?" Seeing that Meng Ke's fair hands were covered with two red marks, he took one bag here.With the weight on his hands lightened, Meng Ke could not help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Thank you. I think I will disturb you for a long time in the future. It is always bad to come empty-handed."

Chen Zhicun's house is at the innermost part of the road. Among all the white houses, a house with red walls and green plants stands out.

"Come in, you're welcome." Chen Zhicun pushed open the door and led Meng Ke in.

Meng Ke looked around in surprise, and couldn't help sighing: "Your house looks like an antique shop." It is true that in this era, the furniture of Chen Zhicun's house is really out of place.Solid wood floors and mahogany furniture are Auntie Peipei's favorite.From the previous generation to the present, she has been reluctant to throw it away. No matter how good the new technological things are, they are not as considerate as the old ones.

"My mother and Aunt Peipei are both engaged in historical research, and I like these old antiques the most in my life. It has been arranged like this since I was born, and I am used to it."

Meng Ke, who is used to high-tech furniture, seems to have opened the door to a new world. Standing in the huge living room, looking left and right, it is very novel.I wanted to reach out to touch it, but I was afraid of breaking it, so I had to look as close as possible.Chen Zhicun looked at him like this and smiled: "Touch it, these things are not so fragile that they will break if you touch them."

With permission, Meng Ke fell in love with the mini wooden piano. He thought it was just a model, but he didn't expect that it could still produce sound after flicking it a few times, but it was too old and the sound was not accurate.

Chen Zhicun picked up a plate of fruit and walked towards the kitchen: "Sit down first, I'll wash the fruit for you."

"Okay!" Meng Ke agreed and sat down on the chair behind him.

After a while, Chen Zhicun washed and cut the apples and oranges, put them on a plate, took them out, and handed them to Meng Ke.Meng Ke took an apple and put it in his mouth: "Why don't you see Aunt Peipei?"

Chen Zhicun took three uncut apples and put them in front of the incense burner, clasped his hands together, and bowed.Meng Ke leaned over curiously: "This is?"

Chen Zhicun turned his head and looked at him: "This is my parents. They passed away more than ten years ago." Meng Ke vaguely knew these things about Chen Zhicun's family, and accidentally provoked his sadness, and he suddenly felt that his mouth was originally sweet. The apple turned bitter aftertaste: "I'm sorry."

Chen Zhicun said with a smile: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, so there is nothing to be sorry about."

Meng Ke didn't answer, he bowed like Chen Zhicun, carefully looked at the photo on the tablet behind the incense burner, the woman in the photo had delicate features, gentle and pleasant, and Chen Zhicun looked very much like her.

"Auntie Peipei went shopping for groceries and will be back in about a while. Let me take you to the study."

"Okay." Meng Ke stood up and followed behind Chen Zhicun.

Walking into the study, Meng Ke was almost shocked by the spiritual life of Chen Zhicun's family.He exaggeratedly said: "Xiaozhi, are all your family bookworms?"

"What kind of metaphor are you talking about?" Chen Zhicun smiled and was not angry.

"Have you read all these books?" Meng Ke looked up at the invisible pile of books and exclaimed again.

"How is that possible?" Chen Zhicun explained. "These are the books that my parents and Aunt Peipei used in their work. As I said before, they are both historians who study the history of ancient China."

Meng Ke silently gave him a thumbs up from the bottom of his heart: "No wonder you study so well, it's all genetically based."

"Why do you have so many wonderful ideas for no reason." Chen Zhicun chuckled, "Okay, okay, stop joking, take out the book quickly, let's hurry up, if this continues, it will be almost noon."

Meng Ke felt that he had wasted too much time, shut his mouth hastily, and took all the books out of his bag.Chen Zhicun draws a question, and Meng Ke does one.However, his original foundation was a bit weak, and he didn't review a lesson until Aunt Peipei came back with the dishes.

Aunt Peipei knocked on the door twice, pushed the door open and entered. Meng Ke heard the sound, turned around and saw a middle-aged woman in a cheongsam, who was obviously the same person who came to pick up Chen Zhicun that day. Meng Ke put down his pen and looked at her. He nodded and said hello: "Hello, Auntie!"

Aunt Peipei narrowed her eyes with a smile: "Oh, you are so good, you sit and read first, and I will cook for you." After finishing speaking, she closed the door behind her.

Chen Zhicun led Meng Ke to continue working on the questions, but he heard the pots and pans making noise in the kitchen. He felt worried, so he drew a few sentences for Meng Ke to translate: "Aunt Peipei's eyes are not very good, I'll go and see first. You do it first."

Meng Ke wrote, and nodded without raising his head.

"What happened to Aunt Peipei?"

Before entering the kitchen, Chen Zhicun saw Aunt Peipei rummaging through boxes and boxes: "Why did you leave your classmate alone in the room and come out by yourself? Go back and accompany your classmate." Chen Zhicun picked up the things that fell on the ground. Dongshi: "It's not that I'm worried about you, so I came out to take a look."

"Your Auntie Peipei is not so old yet. I ran out of salt at home. I remember I bought it last time. I'm looking for it." While talking, Auntie Peipei found a bag of salt-like salt from the cabinet. I took something far away and wanted to read the words on it carefully, but my presbyopia got worse and I really couldn't see clearly, "Come on, help auntie to see if this is salt."

Chen Zhicun took the bag with an angry and ridiculous expression on his face: "No, this is candy. Come on, let me find it for you." After speaking, Chen Zhicun helped Aunt Peipei down, and Standing on the small bench, I rummaged through the cupboard patiently. After finding it quickly, I handed it to my aunt: "Come on, the salt you want. I reminded you a long time ago that you should get a pair of reading glasses. You must not listen. If I'm not at home today, you have to treat sugar as salt!"

Aunt Peipei blushed for a while, but still insisted: "You child hoped that I would grow old soon, but let me tell you, Aunt Peipei, I am still young, and I don't need to wear those reading glasses."

Seeing that she still refused to listen to persuasion like a child, Chen Zhicun shook his head and sighed.

"Go in quickly, don't keep your classmates waiting. I can do it myself."

Chen Zhicun looked back three times worriedly: "Don't be brave, call me if you need anything!"

Aunt Peipei waved her hand like she was chasing flies, and urged Chen Zhicun: "Go, go, I've been cooking for so many years, what else can I do!"

As night falls—

Auntie Peipei was pleased by Meng Ke's sweet talk, and wanted to keep him overnight, but Meng Ke insisted not to cause trouble for Auntie Peipei.

"Xiaozhi, take Keke to the station. The road is dark at night, so don't fall." Auntie Peipei said.

Chen Zhicun thought in his heart: We have only met for a day, and he even has a nickname.

The two teenagers were walking on the road in the cold night, and from time to time, the smell of dinner food could be heard from the windows of the surrounding people. This kind of smoke and fire can make people have a real sense of being alive.

"Your Auntie Peipei is really enthusiastic." Meng Ke said.

Chen Zhicun tightened the scarf around his neck, and said with a smile: "Usually, there are very few guests at home, and I am very bored. It is rare that such a lively old man comes here, of course I am happy."

Meng Ke glanced at Chen Zhicun, and they both smiled tacitly.

"However, don't tell her that I call her an old man behind my back, she still doesn't accept her age."

Meng Ke smiled and exhaled a big mouthful of white mist, nodded: "Okay!"

The two teenagers staggered out of the alley, and Chen Zhicun sent Meng Ke to the bus stop: "Tomorrow is old time, you remember the way."

"Ok!"

"Don't slack off when you go back. I'm going to take your dictation test tomorrow."

"Yes, yes, Teacher Chen!" Meng Ke laughed and laughed.

"It's just your slippery tongue." Chen Zhicun scratched his nose, "Okay, go back, be careful, I won't see you off."

"Okay! Go back quickly, it's cold outside."

"okay."

Seeing Meng Ke get into the car, Chen Zhicun rubbed his hands, and went back the same way alone.The bright lights reflected the stars in the sky, and Chen Zhicun looked very lonely under the street lights.Walking slowly and then stopped, looking up at the starry sky, the stars were looming and unreal, Chen Zhicun's heart seemed empty at this time, everyone has their own dreams and future, where is the way for oneself?