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The turmoil caused by radishes finally came to an end with a "radish banquet" held at Yan Guoqiang's house after the rain stopped.

Needless to say, this giant radish is sweet, crispy and tender. Not only is it delicious and sweet in soup and stir-fry, but it is also crispy and refreshing when eaten raw, which is extremely appetizing.

If the older generations hadn't had bad teeth, they would have wanted to hold the radish as a fruit and eat it raw.

As for the younger men, they really did.On the dinner table, with sorghum wine in one hand, and a piece of white radish that has been washed without peeling the skin in the other, they bite into it with their mouths open... The crisp sound of clicking and clicking makes the old people envy: youth is good!Time is not forgiving!

After lunch, except for Yan Che, who was a little nervous and in a daze, the host and guest enjoyed themselves.

When Yan Guofan left, he looked at the orange tree in the yard of Yan Guoqiang's house with some regret, but it was a pity that the oranges had been picked clean by everyone last night... However, he still picked out one of the remaining big white radishes and brought it with him. Back home in town.

Of course, Yan Guoqiang didn't say much about Yan Guofan's move.

It's just that when Yan Guofan was sent to the big banyan tree in front of the bay, when Yan Guofan asked Yan Guoqiang to take Yan Che to the town's house for a sit-down when he had time, Yan Guoqiang pursed his lips and responded.

Yan Guofan didn't care, waved his hand, stepped on the rain-washed stone path with drunken steps, hummed a little tune, and walked towards the mouth of the bay.

After all the guests at home had left, Yan Che obediently helped clean up the housework, washing the huge pile of dishes and chopsticks.

When Yan Guoqiang came back, Yan Che tensed up, waiting for Yan Guoqiang's upcoming interrogation.

However, this time, when it was dark, Yan Che did not wait for Yan Guoqiang to question him.

Lying on the bed with his pillow on his side, Yan Che stared at the imprint on the transparent roof tile and the moonlight falling on the wooden floor in the center of the room, in a daze: Why didn't you ask me the reason?Obviously... I found out that these things have something to do with me!

Thinking that Yan Guoqiang didn't come to ask him, Yan Che, who was restless, tossed and turned on the bed, baking pancakes, and couldn't fall asleep even at five o'clock.

However, Yan Guoqiang, who is in a completely different situation from Yan Che, sleeps as soon as he touches the bed, which is so comfortable. He is so comfortable that he hasn't had a dream or snored a single night—well, what's more, since eating oranges, he made a fuss. After that, Yan Guoqiang felt more refreshed in his body. He didn't even cough once all night, and he woke up naturally all night.

Early in the morning, Yan Guoqiang got up refreshed, with a ruddy complexion, and took advantage of the sunny weather, so he didn't eat breakfast, and went to the field early to collect vegetables.

Yan Guoqiang was standing at the gate of the courtyard with a hoe on his front foot, while Yan Che appeared at the entrance of the main room with black eye circles and blue face on his back feet.

Upon seeing Yan Che's situation, Yan Guoqiang was startled: "San'er, what's wrong with you?"

Waving his hand, Yan Che glanced at Yan Guoqiang, who was very energetic, and asked feebly, "Hey, are you going to the ground now?"

Yan Guoqiang slowly put down the hoe on his shoulder, looked at Yan Che with concern, thinking whether to go to the field, or to watch his son at home.Don't wait for yourself to go to the ground, your son will not know when he is sick.

"Uh, why don't you go after breakfast? It's not good for your stomach to work on an empty stomach." Yan Che didn't know why Yan Guoqiang stopped talking, so he had to ask cautiously.

Yan Guoqiang leaned his hoe against the fence and said, "San'er, I'll go to your Uncle Shunzi's house in Zuowan to get the medicine for you, just wait."

Now it was Yan Che's turn to be stunned, and quickly stopped Yan Guoqiang: "Hey, what are you doing with the medicine?"

"Ah?" Yan Guoqiang turned his head, gave Yan Che a simple and honest look, and said with distressed eyes: "I see that your complexion is not good, don't know if you are sick, hey!" !

"Uh... hey, I'm not sick, I just didn't sleep... okay." Yan Che was embarrassed, he was too fussy.

"Ah?" Yan Guoqiang was taken aback for another moment, then he chuckled, his face relaxed a lot.Looking up to the east mountain, the sky over there is already bright red, and it must be a good day today: "San'er, go back and sleep for a while... or say goodbye, eat something before going to sleep."

After finishing speaking, Yan Guoqiang rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the kitchen, regardless of whether Yan Che agreed or disagreed.

After a while, there was the sound of washing rice and pouring water, and breaking firewood to make a fire in the stove. A puff of smoke from the firewood gradually came out from the straw shed on the roof of the stove, slowly rising in the misty light.

Yan Che stood in the main room, smirking stupidly: This is the family relationship that he has deliberately abandoned and turned a blind eye for more than ten years.It turns out that I have always been so happy, but this kind of happiness has been ignored and ignored by myself all the time, so I struggle to find happiness... In fact, happiness has always surrounded me, hasn't it?Even though my mother is no longer here, such happiness has never left.

The so-called "Raise a child to be a hundred years old, and worry about 99 years." - This is the great and selfless love of parents for their children!

Yan Guoqiang boiled a pot of corn porridge, found a piece of radish left over from yesterday, cut it into shreds with rare handiness, made a dish of spicy shredded radish with the dipping sauce that Yan Che made yesterday, and then scooped up a dish of kimchi and tore it into pieces , also put some dipping sauce in it, stir well, and served it on the table.

Take out a large bowl of porridge and put it on the big table in the main room, let it dry for a while.

When they couldn't wait to burn their mouths any longer, they filled a large bowl for Yan Che who had just washed up, and after filling a bowl for himself, the father and son started breakfast.

This breakfast, Yan Che ate very deliciously.

From the bottom of my heart, I attribute all this to the breakfast made by my old father with "love", but it is different.

While sipping porridge with vegetables, his eyes were red and his nose was sore, Yan Che secretly begged: The porridge...is really hot.

This time when I went home, my tears became shallower, I was more moved, and my emotions became more and more unstable!It's so wrong, it's so wrong!

After breakfast was finished, Yan Guoqiang insisted on driving Yan Che upstairs to sleep, but Yan Che stubbornly wanted to clean up the dishes and watch Yan Guoqiang go out.

The two fathers argued for a while, before Yan Guoqiang compromised and gave Yan Che a worried look, and asked, "San'er, are you really all right? It's just that you didn't sleep well?"

With Yan Che's reassurance, Yan Guoqiang just said that Yan Che cleaned up the dishes, carried the hoe by himself, and walked briskly, stepping on the light of the new red sunset, and rushed to the field.

Watching Yan Guoqiang's energetic back disappear behind the corner of Yan Xu's courtyard, Yan Che also regained his energy, humming a song, packing up the dishes on the table, and sending them to the stove.

After cleaning up the kitchen, Yan Che didn't go upstairs to rest, but made persistent efforts to clean up the inside and outside of the house again.After all, a lot of people came yesterday. Although the father and son cleaned up afterward, they only did a rough sweep and did not remove some rubbish in the corner.

After everything was done, Yan Che took out his mobile phone and found that the time was only a quarter past eight.

After yawning a few times and stretching a lot, Yan Che was so sleepy that his eyelids felt astringent.

After closing the courtyard door, feeding the chickens with water, and sprinkled some rice bran, Yan Che rubbed his eyes and went back to the house... to continue to catch up on sleep.

Yan Che's sleep made him feel comfortable, but it made Yan Guoqiang feel terrified.

When Yan Che woke up, he was shocked when he saw Yan Guoqiang standing next to his bed.

"Hey? You...why are you here?" Still in shock, Yan Che looked at Yan Guoqiang who was haggard and stubble-bearded in front of him, sat up, swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, and asked cautiously.

"Ah... ah, San'er, you are awake. You have slept for three full days and three nights!" Yan Guoqiang saw that Yan Che had woken up, his eyes turned red, and he opened his mouth, before he finished speaking. But his lips trembled uncontrollably: for three days and three nights, he was so scared that he stayed by Yan Che's bedside, and he didn't know how he got through it.Especially when Yan Che was lying there motionless, his breathing was slow, as if he would stop in the next moment, there was only one thought in his mind, a thought that made his liver tremble with fear, and that was——if San'er had a Three long and two short, how can I live?What face do I have to explain to his mother when I'm dead? !

Hearing what Yan Guoqiang said, Yan Che was dumbfounded: Three days and three nights, and I slept for three days and three nights?

Yan Che, who was dumbfounded, saw that Yan Guoqiang's current situation was no better than his own, and felt a pang in his heart, and said: "Hey, I'm fine, I..." The feeling of choking is very uncomfortable, but Nothing could compare to Yan Che's feeling of guilt at the moment.

Seeing Yan Che's unruffled expression, Yan Guoqiang, a simple and shy rural old man, was showing a rare emotion at the moment, and couldn't hold Yan Che in his arms, and a soft voice came from Yan Che's shoulder: "It's fine if you're fine." , it’s fine if it’s okay, otherwise... I’ll wait for me to go down, how can I explain to your mother and my ancestors! Hulu—huluhulu—”

After a while, Yan Che didn't wait for Yan Guoqiang's movement, but Yan Guoqiang's loud "snoring and snoring" sound reached his ears.

Embarrassed, Yan Che carefully pushed Yan Guoqiang away, put him on his bed, and then tiptoed out of bed.

Looking at his sleeping old father, Yan Che smiled uglier than crying, and the warm feeling in his heart almost broke through the small shackles, and burst forth.

Walking down the stairs on tiptoe, Yan Che sat at the big wooden table in the main room, staring at the thermos pot on the table that had been covered with dirt for a long time, and was dazed.

For three days and three nights, I went back to catch up on sleep from that day, and slept for three days.This fact has broken Yan Che's previous record of sleeping for 23 hours, and even after sleeping for so long, he is not as unwell as he was when he woke up last time. On the contrary... Yan Che feels very energetic at the moment Yes, even a little excited.

For this vision, there is no need to think too much, Yan Che thinks that it is most likely caused by that mysterious and weird "dream".

Thinking of this, Yan Che glanced at the yard outside the door, and after making sure no one was passing by, he concentrated and thought: go in.

Sure enough, when he opened his eyes, Yan Che found that he was already on the clear water.

only……

This time, it seems to be different.

Frowning, Yan Che was a little dazed: What's the difference?

With a sudden shock, Yan Che looked at his feet with a grin and smiled.

It turns out that Yan Che finally discovered the difference between entering this "dream" this time and the last time.

And this difference is right under Yan Che's feet.

Originally, I could only see a small lake with clear water, but now not only the mist on the lake surface has dispersed a lot, but the lake surface seems to have expanded a lot...Of course, this is nothing.

What made Yan Che smile the most was that his feet, at this moment, really stepped on the ground.Ah, it can't be called the ground, at best it is a weird muddy ground with edges and corners, more than ten feet long and two feet wide, like a rectangular platform deliberately built on the surface of the lake.

What's even more strange is that the feet standing on this fertile mud platform that looks like water can't feel a trace of muddy stickiness, and it's as dry as a piece of dry land.

After stomping, there was no steam or water splashing out, so Yan Che directly bent down and stretched out his hand to feel the wetness of the soil.

Oh, wet, moist.

The obvious wetness was transmitted from the fingers to Yan Che's brain.

Yan Che stood up straight, looked at the mud platform under his feet, and then raised his eyes to look at the clear water of the lake, thinking: I don't know if this change is the result of sleeping for three days and three nights.If this is really the case, then the next time such a situation occurs... no, no, no, this time, I was quite frightened, and if it happens a few more times, how can the old man bear it?Besides, one time is enough. If this happens too many times, not only will I have to be suspicious, but I am afraid that the people around me will also connect the vision that appeared in the yard with me, and that will be terrible!

——"Yan Guoqiang!"

——"Yan Che!"

— "Is anyone home?"

At this moment, Yan Che was startled awake by the sudden voice, he was taken aback, and immediately appeared beside the big wooden table in the main room.

"Ah! Someone is here!"

Yan Che looked towards the gate of the yard, and saw a tall, dark-skinned young man in a dark postal uniform, holding a green bicycle, looking into his yard.

But at this moment, obviously startled by Yan Che's sudden appearance in the main room, he held the bicycle with one hand, rubbed his eyes with the other, and muttered in his mouth: "Oh, that's strange, there was obviously no one just now! How did this come out?" ? Am I dazzled?"

Yan Che listened to the young man's murmurs, pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Ah, I'm Yan Che, the son of Yan Guoqiang, what's the matter?"

Hearing this, the young man raised his head to look at Yan Che, with some doubts: "You are Yan Che?"

Yan Che nodded.

"Really?"

Yan Che squinted, nodded: "En."

"Huh? Are you sure?" The young man tilted his head, as if he realized that the person on the opposite side would probably get mad, so it was enough: "Well, your ID card."

Raising his eyebrows, Yan Che was really displeased: "What are you doing?"

"Oh, I'm the postman at the Lingqu Town Post Office. My surname is Xiao. You call me Xiao Xiao, Da Xiao, Brother Xiao, Xiao..." After a pause, the young man looked at Yan Che's slightly frowned eyebrows, and his tone changed. Turn: "Uh, maybe Old Xiao will do it."

"That's how it is. Here is a postal package signed by you. Uh... Let me take a look. By the way, the signatures are Yan Che and Yan Guoqiang. You can get it if you show your ID card." He took out a stack of receipts from his denim bag, found one and read it while explaining to Yan Che.

Yan Che suddenly realized: Oh, so the package has arrived.

"Oh, I know, I posted this one myself." Yan Che stepped out of the door and walked up to the young man at the gate of the courtyard.

"You mailed it yourself?" The young man looked at the overly good-looking boy (?) in front of him, with some doubts.

"Oh, yes, when I came back, I felt that things were heavy and troublesome, so I went to the post office to mail the consignment." Yan Che smiled, and this smile... dazzled the young man for a while.

The young man who came back to his senses moved his eyes away, and said to himself: evildoer.

Then he thought of another honest man in the town, and asked, "This is Yanjiawan, do you know Yan Jiang?"

Yan Che blinked, nodded and said, "Of course, that's my elder brother!"

The young man was embarrassed: "Impossible?! You are Yan Jiang's younger brother? Isn't Yan Jiang's younger brother Yan He? Don't lie to me!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Yan Che has been used to people questioning whether he and Yan Jiang Yanhe are brothers since he was a child, so he said innocently: "I am Yan Jiang Yanhe and he is, do you think we are blood brothers?"

The young man opened his mouth to look at Yan Che, then glanced at the yard behind Yan Che, and whispered: "Is this really Yan Jiang's home?"

Yan Che nodded: "Of course. If you don't believe me, go ask about it."

The young man hurriedly waved his hands and shook his head: "Don't, don't, Aunt Yan Jiang is too tough, no no no."

Yan Che understood, and said with a smile: "Then, can I understand my package?"

Unexpectedly, the young man's expression changed, and he became serious: "I don't care if you are the real Yan Jiang's younger brother or not. As a rule, you have to show your ID card."

Yan Che was helpless, why is this person like a stone in a latrine?Not to mention the oil and salt, it was smelly and hard... suddenly turned around and went back to the house, and took out his ID card.

The young man took Yan Che's ID card, looked and looked at Yan Che, compared and compared, and clicked his tongue: "Oh, I can't tell, you are already 23? I thought you were only seventeen or eighteen! Haha .”

Yan Che rolled his eyes: "Brother, when can I pick up my package?"

The young man smiled, filled out a receipt, asked Yan Che to sign it, and said, "When you are free... Well, it's best to go to the town to pick it up in the afternoon. The package storage time should not exceed one week at the latest. , otherwise after a week, no one has picked up the package, we will go back to the original place where it was sent, don’t blame our post office!"

After finishing speaking, the young man glanced at the yard again, turned over with a smile on his bicycle, rang the bell, and the crisp jingle sounded all the way to the front of the bay.

Staring at the crooked handwriting on the bill in his hand, which looked like a chicken chop, the corners of Yan Che's mouth twitched, and he decided to wait for Yan Guoqiang to wake up, say hello, and go to the town to pick up the package.

Moreover, I will never deliver anything in the future... This postman is too long-winded!