How to turn back my best friend who covets me [Rebirth]

"You cook?"

"Then do you wash the dishes?" Wen Zhiqing turned around and winked at Master Qi while walking, with a mischievous smile emerging from his smile.

He held a pot of fresh broad beans in his hand, which he had just picked from the field with Master Qi.

Sitting down under the magnolia tree in the yard, Master Qi replied, "Yes." Staring at Wen Zhiqing who left and entered the house, his gaze was meaningful.

One cooks and the other washes the dishes. They work together like a husband and wife, and they don't look bad.

The family is very quiet. Li Hualian runs cram schools to earn extra money during the summer vacation, and takes Wen Xiaoya to live in the village primary school. The two of them are left at home.

Wen Xinrou was not there, she was embarrassed to live with the two older boys, so she got off the car halfway to find an excuse to borrow at a friend's house.

"I don't dare to trouble you, I'm afraid you'll drop our bowl, haha." Wen Zhiqing took out a set of Go, and placed it on the stone table under the magnolia tree. There are nineteen vertical and horizontal lines on the table. Complete chess board.

"How about you, Master, just play chess with me, so that I won't be bored when peeling broad beans."

"Playing chess with me, you still dare to use two things at once." Master Qi glanced over and seemed to say, you are quite fat.

"I am not your opponent in chess, not necessarily in Go. I was enlightened by my father when I was three years old, and played chess with him for several years." Wen Zhiqing rarely has a sense of competition and victory.

But if you just talk and don't practice fake moves, whoever wins or loses depends on the real chapter on the chessboard.

Master Qi held the black first, and Wen Zhiqing was inconvenient to peel the broad beans with both hands, so he just said that Master Qi would settle for him.

Wen Zhiqing's style of chess is very inconsistent with his personality, he does not shy away from taking the edge of the sword and seeking victory in danger, but Qi Shaoshi is used to step by step, make decisions before moving, and is extremely cautious.

The setting sun was getting lower and lower, Master Qi couldn't help but say, "Wen Zhiqing."

"Ok?"

"Is your family okay?" This is a belated greeting.

"It's good," Wen Zhiqing understood what Master Qi meant, "Mom said not to make trouble anymore, it's not good for us, and Ning Ning also knows what she's doing."

"Does she really know!?"

"Master, don't underestimate Ning Ning. She just doesn't have enough IQ to solve difficult math problems, but she is not a fool. In some respects, she is better than us."

Sincerely affectionate, acting on a whim, without sticking to social etiquette, in layman's terms, although a person like Wen Xiaoya has a bad brain, he has a true temperament.

"Then you...don't hate Chu Feng?"

"No, I still blame him. I'm standing in the position of a brother. Ning Ning has no self-control, and he completely obeys his instincts, but he can't be ignorant. He knows what to do and what not to do, but he still acts recklessly. This kind of I can't forgive him for his irresponsible behavior."

Master Qi lowered his eyes, holding a chess piece tightly in his hand. Chu Feng is really bad, but he is not much better.

"When I got home and found out what happened to Ningning, my first thought was to hold others accountable, but many mistakes are irreversible, and it is useless to find more people to uphold justice. What we can do is to learn lessons and avoid more serious mistakes in the future. possible injuries."

But obviously no one is willing to give them an explanation, because the strength of the Wen family is too weak.

The cow coming back from plowing suddenly raised its head and mooed, a long, distant moo piercing the night.

Wen Zhiqing turned his head and looked outside the courtyard wall. The old man herding the cow was comforting the kicked old cow.

"There will be a day when a ox who works silently will be dissatisfied and protest. We admit this loss today. It's not that we don't dare to fight, but we just think it's unnecessary."

There is a lot of darkness and helplessness in the world, but there will always be some light that can pierce the darkness and bring the hope of dawn.

"Hey, young master, I won this move, it's time for you to pick up the chess."

"Are you sure? See clearly what you are playing." Master Qi picked up the key "chess piece" on the chessboard and threw it to Wen Zhiqing.

It was only after Wen Zhiqing received it that he realized that he had just mistakenly placed broad beans as pawns.

"This can't be counted?"

"No." Master Qi said firmly.

"Okay," Wen Zhiqing had no choice but to take care of the sloppy Master Qi, "It's getting late, we should have dinner, let's save this round and play tomorrow."

Wen Zhiqing turned on the light in the living room, under the light, his eyes were still transparent, soft but not timid on the outside, strong but not majestic on the inside.

Master Qi always thought that the more lofty and arrogant a person is, the easier it is to become cynical after being hit.

But Wen Zhiqing seems to have been tempered by suffering to become more mellow and gentle. In him, he can't see the darkness of the world.

His eyes darkened, and he couldn't see his fingers around him.

"Hey, the power went out again."

Master Qi: "..." Should he complain about "again", or should he complain about the power failure at such a time?It's the 21st century, is there really a place where the power goes out every now and then? ?

The rare and strange Master Qi was placed in the living room by Wen Zhiqing, waiting for Wen Zhiqing to find a candle to light up, and then went to work in the kitchen.

In the end, the two of them had a different kind of candlelight dinner?Probably can be regarded as candle night talk.

Wen Zhiqing's room is on the second floor, with a roof above her head. Sleeping in summer is like a heater, and with the power outage, there is not even a fan.

Wen Zhiqing suggested to sleep on the roof to cool off.

It is the bright moon in the sky, the stars are shining brightly, and the moonlight like cold water is projected on the open four fields.

Looking at it this way, it doesn’t matter if there is no electricity in the countryside. It seems to have no effect on the people here. There are still only moonlight and starlight at night, and there are not many lights.

Master Qi leaned on the armrest at half a person's height, turned around lazily, and Wen Zhiqing came up with another roll of mat, holding a harmonica in his hand.

"The harmonica I just dug out is too boring at night, and there is nothing for entertainment in the countryside. It's good to play the harmonica. But I don't seem to be very good at musical instruments, and I can't play it well. Master, you can play the piano. The harmonica should be I will too."

"What logic, if I can play the piano, I must be able to play the harmonica?" Master Qi glanced at Wen Zhiqing lightly.

I took over the harmonica and looked at it under the moonlight. The semi-old 24-hole polyphonic harmonica is a very famous old brand.

After wiping with a handkerchief, Master Qi started to blow while sitting on the mat.

Wen Zhiqing smiled lightly, and didn't care about Master Qi's duplicity. He listened, and slowly patted his knees and began to sing along.

"If you want to take advantage of the wind and ask about chemical industry, the road is also difficult, and the letter is also difficult.

Candles are red in the faint streamer, the song is calm, and the cup is calm.

Tonight and Hexi, there is this beautiful woman.

Auspicious days and good days, the joy of admiration and deep affection, the joy of gain and peace of mind.

Hesitant and melancholy, looking forward to the beauty of the sky. "

Master Qi's harmonica stopped abruptly, looking at Wen Zhiqing who was singing beside him, he was speechless and couldn't even think.

Wen Zhiqing's timbre is warm and pleasant, like a pearl on a plate, and her singing is not the way of popular music today. The tune is simple and beautiful, which arouses people's reverie and brings people into the ancient era.

By the Wei River, under the sky, the green reeds, love at first sight, hazy and ambiguous, borrowing the sound of birds courting, borrowing the sun, moon and stars, boldly express their feelings, but poetry and wine take advantage of the time to enjoy themselves in time.

Wen Zhiqing sang it once and then stopped, and explained to Master Qi with a smile, "This is my father's own song. I will tell you secretly that he sang this song when he was courting my mother."

Master Qi paused, and said softly: "The effect is remarkable."

"Yes, chasing girls is very useful, Master, I can teach you, do you want to learn?"

"No, just listening to you sing is enough."

"Yeah." Wen Zhiqing looked up at the starry sky, and sang again with the palm of his hand lightly beating the beat on his knee. This time it was a cappella, without Master Qi's harmonica accompaniment.

I fantasized about riding the wind to the sky to question the Lord of Heaven, but there was no way to get through the sky, and I wanted to send a letter, but the letter was also difficult.

Only chasing the streamer of burning red candles, drinking and singing and dancing to make up for the regrets in my heart, pretending not to care, and passing this long heart to you.

Master Qi can fully understand the meaning of the lyrics. He, a boy, is still moved after listening to it. No wonder Wen Zhiqing's father can embrace the beauty.

Back then, Li Hualian's family was better than Wen Wen's by a little bit. One was a charming little princess, and the other was an orphan who had nothing.

"Tonight and tonight..."

Master Qi turned his head to look at Wen Zhiqing, and heard Wen Zhiqing's next lyrics changed, the tone was not as brisk as before, and seemed sad and low.

"Tonight and tonight, I got this beloved man.

You don't say anything and you don't say goodbye, you don't mourn and you don't say goodbye.

Waiting for the king who will be long before the arrival, when the wind is singing and the clouds are singing. "

This is a word adapted by Li Hualian after Wen Wenliang's death.

There is nothing more sad than a living farewell. When you come, you go out without saying goodbye. Who am I waiting for, who will stay in the clouds for a long time?Yuan Wang Junzi still hasn't come back, I sing in the wind and trance.

Master Qi felt that he was about to go into a trance, his consciousness flew into the night sky, he didn't know that the sky was in the water, only the full boat of clear dreams crushed the galaxy.

The next morning, when the sun was shining on his buttocks, Master Qi was woken up by a voice called Wen Zhiqing from downstairs.

Get out of bed and look down in the corridor, Wen Zhiqing is talking with some boys in the yard.

"An'an, are you all up, have you had breakfast? Are you ready to go!? Before the sun is so big, let's go to the waves!"

Wen Zhiqing made an appointment with these classmates a few days ago, and took them to play at her home during the holidays, but she didn't expect that Master Qi would "come here without invitation".

Wen Zhiqing looked back to the second floor, saw Master Qi nodded in agreement, and then answered the words of several students.

"It's up, and the young master is also up. When I make breakfast, do you want to eat together?"

"This relationship is good, then we will not be polite, hehe!"

Upstairs, Young Master Qi turned around and went back to the room, seeing the mat beside the bed, his expression darkened.

At dawn, the weather will cool down and the temperature will drop. Wen Zhiqing woke him up and went back to sleep in the room, gave him the bed, and made a floor bunk himself.

It seems that the sudden physical reaction in the school dormitory yesterday still frightened Wen Zhiqing.

After breakfast, seven or eight boys, including Wen Zhiqing and Qi Shaoshi, got on their bicycles and set off.

"Well——" Young Master Qi yawned lazily while sitting in the back seat of Wen Zhiqing's car. He really didn't understand where Wen Zhiqing's classmates had such a good temperament, and they still ran out on a hot day.

"I heard that this small fairy town is the legendary fairy town, rich in beauties!"

"Is that so? Why haven't we heard of it!?"

"If you don't believe me, ask Ann!"

"There is indeed such a statement, but it's unbelievable!" Wen Zhiqing pedaled his bicycle and landed at the end of the line, and replied to the words of the person in front of him.

Master Qi tugged at the corner of his clothes that was blown up by the wind.

Wen Zhiqing turned around suspiciously.

It was the downhill road, and several students howled against the wind. He didn't hear what Master Qi said, but he saw the banter in Master Qi's eyes.

"Beauty." Master Qi said softly.The existence of Wen Zhiqing is enough to prove that Xiaoxian Town is not in vain.

The flesh on her waist was squeezed by Qingliang's hands, Wen Zhiqing bent over with a smile, and the front of the car turned a corner uncontrollably.

"Hahaha... Young Master, don't touch me, it's itchy!" Wen Zhiqing's waist is a sensitive part.

Panting, Wen Zhiqing managed to get the bike back on the right track.

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There is only one more chapter of memories to end, don't worry

Forgot to specify:

The lyrics are adapted from Song Dynasty Xin Qiji's "One Cut Plum Mid-Autumn Festival", the Book of Songs and Qu Yuan's Nine Songs.

Tune reference:

Nine Songs-Shao Si Ming-Asian Philharmonic Chorus

Nine Songs Donghuang Taiyi-Winky Poetry

ps, these two songs are really nice (//?//)