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The old lady Cheng had been waiting at home early in the morning, and when the two of them arrived, the food was just right, as they said yesterday, they specially cooked a few of Bai Luochuan's favorite dishes.The old lady kept them for dinner, and the whole family was very enthusiastic about them. Some of them didn’t know what was going on, and some of them just pretended not to know what was going on. For two days, everyone only talked about happy things.

The old lady Cheng always loves the younger generation, especially for Mi Yang, she holds them in her palms and protects them. Seeing Cheng Qing and his wife hesitate to speak, the old lady is afraid that what they say will irritate the child. , I said firstly: "You have so many people drinking together, it makes me have a headache, I don't want to get together with you, let's make a table with your family, I will lead the children to open a table alone, let's have a good time Let's have fun, don't bother me." After speaking, the old lady stretched out her hand and led Mi Yang, and greeted, "Luo Chuan is coming too, sit next to me!"

This protection is almost limitless.

As soon as Mi Yang left, the rest of the children followed. Seeing that there were not enough stools, Mi Xue consciously hugged a stool and jolted past.The children of the Cheng family have been used to following their big cousin since they were young, and they are very disciplined in everything they do. They pass one by one like a row of little groundhogs, and the last little cousin passed by even more smoothly. Candied apples are also very easy to look at.

Yone Zehai stood there before he could say a word, and watched the two brats being taken away by his mother-in-law.

He didn't dare to say anything, he could only sulk for a while, Cheng Qing called him twice in the small kitchen, Mi Zehai stood there watching the back of his son and the boy from the Bai family leaving, and went to the kitchen anyway.

Cheng Qing was rummaging around in the kitchen when he came in and asked, "Did you see the white sugar when you fried the rice cakes? Where did you put the sugar?"

Yone Zehai is very familiar with the kitchen, and these two days have been cooked by their sons-in-law, and he found it for her from the cabinet, and whispered: "I have to teach Yangyang in the future."

Cheng Qing didn't hear clearly, and asked him: "What?"

Yone Zehai worked hard, and whispered: "What else can I do? Teach him to cook, and he will have to do the work in the Bai family's kitchen in the future?" Their family's tradition of caring for their daughter-in-law still has to be passed down. , even if he married a male daughter-in-law.

Cheng Qing thought for a while, nodded in agreement and said, "That's right, you can teach him later."

On the other side, Mrs. Cheng led them to have a reunion dinner together. The New Year is counted as New Year’s Eve. As long as there are more relatives, everyone will be happy wherever they are, especially when the old man is surrounded by a group of children. Mouth.

Bai Luochuan opened a bottle of red wine, and when the old lady asked him to pour Sprite into it, he didn't even bat an eyelid, and just poured it in very obediently.

Mi Yang couldn't help but glance at him.

The old lady Cheng laughed and said, "Luo Chuan should have a drink, too. You and Yang Yang are both grown-ups, so you can drink."

Mi Yang hurriedly said: "Let me drink it, he usually doesn't..." Drink this kind of drink.

Before he finished speaking, Bai Luochuan raised his hand and poured it for himself. It can't be seen that a young master who is usually so picky about wine is very talkative at the moment. He probably can drink the poison without changing his expression if he is pouring poison now.

Bai Luochuan took a sip and said, "Mi Yang, stop drinking, we have to go out later, he will drive."

Mrs. Cheng nodded and said, "Okay, where are you going?"

Mi Yang said: "Go to my grandfather's side."

Mrs. Cheng immediately said: "I haven't seen my in-laws for a while, I'll go over with you to have a look later."

Seeing her concerned eyes, Mi Yang remembered that the incident happened in a hurry yesterday. He hadn't had time to tell the old lady about his grandfather's attitude. It is estimated that the old lady Cheng didn't know what Mi Hong already knew and supported them.It was not easy to talk about this at the dinner table, so Mi Yang nodded and agreed: "Okay, let's go there together."

Mrs. Cheng knew her in-laws' temperament, Mi Hong's eccentric personality, and she would never accept those gifts that were too expensive, so she prepared some New Year's food to bring over, such as fried pork ribs, crispy meat, mung bean balls, hairtail fish, etc. After preparing a lot, she picked some good-looking ones, packed them in a box with Mi Yang, and brought them to him.

Taking advantage of the time when they were the only ones in the small kitchen, Mi Yang had some air with Mrs. Cheng.

It’s just that the old lady still didn’t quite believe it: “He really said that? He agreed without saying a word about you?” The old man touched his arm and said worriedly, “Didn’t you hit me? Your dad said yesterday that you also You have been taught a lesson, how did you teach it?"

Mi Yang smiled and said: "No, grandpa was scaring my dad. He whipped the sofa with bamboo sticks and didn't hit me."

Mrs. Cheng was dubious and insisted on going with them.

Mi Hong didn't want to be disturbed by others, but Mrs. Cheng was an exception. When she was young, she helped Mi Hong and his wife. It was difficult to fill their stomachs in those turbulent years. No one had any extra food. She Gritting his teeth, he gave half a bag of food to Mi Hong and his wife, which allowed them to survive the most difficult time at the beginning.

When Mi Hong saw her, he was always polite, invited her in, poured tea and asked, "Is there anything at home that I can help with?"

Old lady Cheng put down her things and said with a smile: "It's nothing. I haven't been here for a long time. It just so happens that Yangyang and the others are coming over. I'll follow you to see you. Didn't disturb your peace?"

Mi Hong shook his head, "It's okay."

He was not a person who could speak polite words, and he had no intention of opening his mouth after drinking a cup of tea quietly with Mrs. Cheng, but the old lady said a few words to him, and slowly asked what he meant.

"Their own affairs have nothing to do with me." Mi Hong said flatly, "Anyone is fine, just remember that this is what you choose. When you grow up, you have to learn to be responsible for yourself."

The old lady Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "No, that's what I told them too."

Bai Luochuan was clever, and stood behind Old Madam Cheng and answered, "Grandma, don't worry, I will treat him well."

The old lady Cheng said: "The two of you are living with each other. My little boy has a good temper. I don't worry about you, but after a long time, you will definitely quarrel. Don't be impulsive..." She was talking to Bai Luochuan , Mi Hong over there looked up at Mi Yang, and said to him: "Come with me, I have something to tell you."

As soon as the grandpa and grandson got up together, Mrs. Cheng stopped chatting and turned her eyes immediately.

Mi Hong explained: "I don't make things difficult for him. I heard him talk about opening a book repair shop in the capital, and I want to ask him something."

Only then did Mrs. Cheng feel relieved, nodded and said, "Okay, you guys are busy, Luo Chuan and I are waiting here."

In the end, I still don't feel at ease, I have to accompany him personally.

Mi Hong nodded: "Okay."

The cabin is very small. In winter, an open shed outside was half-closed, and a box was placed there. Mi Hong took Mi Yang over there to move a set of tools for him, and asked a few more questions. sentence.

Old Madam Cheng watched nervously by the window, and could only vaguely hear them talking about "Liulichang" and "Santang". "It's Xiaoguai's shop in the capital. It's mainly doing the work that Grandpa Mi used to do, repairing books, retrieving ancient books and so on. The third hall is the signboard of the shop, and it was also hung in the old shop where Grandpa Mi worked. Now the shop Some of those people went abroad, and some stayed and didn’t do these things anymore, so we bought the signboard and opened a new one.”

Mrs. Cheng nodded, and asked him again: "Aren't you going to delay your studies?"

Bai Luochuan said with a smile: "Don't delay, I'll send him to school, and it has something to do with his major. The contacts are still acquaintances, and he can go to work directly after graduation."

Mrs. Cheng didn't quite understand these things, because Cheng Qing had been renting a house and doing business for many years, so she also thought that the two children had rented a shop, and she was thinking of going back to support her grandson.

Several people had their own ideas, and Mi Hong only chatted with Mi Yang a few more times before bringing him back. This time, it wasn't just the tools in the wooden box, Mi Yang also had a dozen more books in his hand. .

Mi Hong walked and said: "It's the same in the refrigerator. After it's colder, just cut it with a knife. Pay attention to the size. I've already cut it before."

Mi Yang stretched out his hand to touch the pages of the book while listening. This time Mi Hong repaired it to remove the "old". A sharp knife splits the paper—a single page can be split into three to five parts, and the sheets are not too thin to the touch. It has not changed much from before. It is really a unique skill.

Mihong didn't remove that much, he cut about a third of it, but the tactile feeling is not much different from before.

"There are still some books here. I found them from other places, and I also accumulated them in the past years. The other few boxes were sent from the old house of the Bai family and repaired." Mi Hong said here and raised his eyes to Bai Luochuan. Looking at Young Master Bai a little nervously, he couldn't help standing up straight and trying to remain respectful.Mi Hong also just glanced at him, without expression, "I'll sort out these bits and pieces in a month or two, and mail them to you. Since you have your own shop, they are considered a good place to go. Putting it there might still be appreciated by those who are destined, and it is better than putting it in these wooden boxes."

Mi Yang nodded in agreement, and asked him again: "Grandpa, won't you go over with me to have a look?"

Mi Hong thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "I won't go, and I don't have anyone I want to see."

There is only one person he wants to see, and it is in this land, so he will not leave.

Mi Hong said it plainly, but Mi Yang still felt a little astringent in his heart. He kept his hands tightly in his pockets for a long time without taking them out, and the room fell silent for a moment.

Bai Luochuan reminded in a low voice: "Didn't you take a photo? Show Grandpa the signboard and the patio. It's been so many years, let Grandpa see how much has changed."

Mi Yang froze for a moment, then remembered, took out the photos with his mobile phone and showed them to Mi Hong, Mi Hong was a little more interested in these, after seeing them, he felt a little emotional, and asked them who they found and bought the plaque , Mi Yang told him one by one.

"When the master was still there, there were very few people who stayed in the capital. Several senior brothers have returned to their original places. It is normal to not find them." Mi Hong touched the plaque on the screen with his fingers, "You guys The person I’m looking for is a nephew of the master, he doesn’t like to learn these things, he’s been like this since the past, I know he’s right when you tell me. Is he doing well now?”

Mi Yang said: "It's all good. He's retired now. He used to work in a Chinese bookstore. Now he's very free, planting flowers and raising birds every day."

When Mi Hong heard him say that, he was also slightly relieved.

Mi Yang saw that his expression was relaxed, and wanted to tell him a few more words about his old friend. When Bai Luochuan went looking for him, the other party also asked about Mi Hong, but before he could speak, Mi Hong interrupted: "That's it. Well, since the shops are all 'back', you don't need to look for that person anymore, that senior brother is better than me, but it's been a few years, you've learned a lot more than me, it's time to do it yourself There are some things." He thought for a while, and then said, "You don't need to be taught by others, life is your best teacher, and as time goes on, you will gradually know everything."

He told Mi Yang a few words and let them go.

Mi Yang was reluctant to leave, and looked back at him every step of the way, but Mi Hong's weird temper hadn't changed at all for so many years. When his grandson went out, he closed the wooden door tightly with his back, and didn't intend to get closer to anyone, as if just now The pleasantries seemed to have exhausted a year's worth of patience.

As soon as Mi Yang left, Yone Zehai came back. For the past two days, he came to deliver meals to Mi Hong in the middle of the afternoon every day. Sometimes it was four dishes and two soups, and sometimes it was five dishes and one soup. The staple food was steamed buns, Pancakes and dumplings come in turn, what other people's parents eat during the New Year, Mi Hong's side is also indispensable.

He just knelt in the yard yesterday, and now he didn't dare to provoke his old father anymore. He put the insulated box containing the food at the door, tapped on the window lattice lightly, and whispered: "Dad, I'll let you open the door." Already."

After a while, he raised his voice a little: "Dad, I'll let the door open, so I won't bother you today. Happy Chinese New Year!"

This sentence "Happy Chinese New Year", Mi Hong heard him say it from the 28th year of the year to the third day of junior high school, and it seems that he will say it for a few more days.

There was a lot of noise outside the door, as if someone knelt down and kowtowed, then got up and left.

Mihon sat in the room, listening to the sound of cars outside, and walked slowly from near to far, leaving only the crackling sound of the iron stove on the side of the wooden house, and the old-fashioned brass on it. The water in the kettle was already hot and was gurgling.

Mi Hong didn't care about these, just sat there in a daze.

He looked at the side of the bed, even though so many years had passed, sometimes when he raised his eyes in a trance, he could still see his Gui Zhier half lying on the wooden bed, with a thin quilt covering his legs, crooked on the bed and talking to him with a smile , as young and beautiful as decades ago.She looked at him with a smile, her black braids hanging down on her chest, her voice was slightly coughing but it always sounded like singing: "Sister Cheng is so kind, if we have children in our family, we should marry a girl from her family , must be as enthusiastic and hearty as her..."

He was also a kid back then, he didn't understand anything, he only knew that he wanted to satisfy all her wishes, and he didn't want her to suffer any more grievances.

He asked Gui Zhier, did she want a child?

Then that fall, he managed to earn some money and food stamps, and adopted a boy.

……

The three-stringed qin was babbling softly, Mi Hong was stunned for a moment, then looked down and found that he was playing with a piece of music from the radio, the tone was familiar, it seemed that he had heard it in the theater before, but he couldn Can't remember the name.

That's right, he didn't go to the theater from the beginning to the end.

He was going to see that person.

Mi Hong looked up at the photo frame on the table, stretched out his hand and wiped the photo habitually, smiled, and said softly: "Gui Zhi, the child you picked at the beginning is right, he is a good boy."

"He is very obedient."

"Everything is fine at home, don't worry, wait for me."

The radio is still ringing with a little noise, singing in the play, but what a beautiful day, whoever's courtyard will enjoy it.

Just for you, like a flower and a beautiful family, like a passing year.