Grandpa is here!

"miss you!"

Pei Min nodded without hesitation.

He has always been indifferent to others, and he has no interest in other people's affairs.

But at this moment, he especially wanted to know everything about the person around him from childhood to adulthood.

Including good, bad, sad, sad, happy...

Everything he wants to know.

"Then I'll start talking!" Jiang Baifan smiled and looked up at Pei Min, and met Pei Min's gaze.

I don't know if the street lights are too dark, Jiang Baifan can only feel the warmth in his eyes, with an inexplicable affection, the eyes are too complicated to make people's scalp numb.

Jiang Baifan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously stopped.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that he suddenly stopped leaving, Pei Min also stopped to wait for him.

There are people coming and going behind, the traffic is endless, and there is a kind of prosperous noise.

Jiang Baifan wiped his eyes, turned his head and glanced at Pei Min again.

Pei Min's eyes were clear, except for the shadows cast by the street lamps.

Only then did Jiang Baifan come back to his senses, thinking that he must have been dazzled just now.

"It's nothing, let's go!" Jiang Baifan breathed a sigh of relief before continuing to talk about the embarrassing things between him and Jiang Qingshan.

"My parents left when I was very young, and my older brothers took turns raising me."

"One year, it happened to be the fifth elder brother's turn to be raised. At that time, Jiang Qingshan had been working outside for several years, and I was six years old."

"For a while, a sauna was opened in the town. Because it was just opened, the business was booming, and many people went in to try the sauna."

"On New Year's Eve, Jiang Qingshan took me there, and then...hahahahahahahaha...then..."

Seemingly thinking of something, Jiang Baifan started to laugh, but Pei Min didn't bother to remind him, and kept walking beside him, looking at him quietly and smiling.

His laughter was too contagious, Pei Min raised his cold brows slightly, and even the corners of his lips curled up.

It took a long time for Jiang Baifan to stop laughing and continue.

"At the beginning, I went into the bathhouse, soaked in hot water, and my whole body was warm. After I came out, I entered a separate small room, and a master came, and took a thick bath cloth to rub my back, rub Arms, for some unknown reason, turned out to be rubbed with big lumps of that kind of black mud."

"I was shocked at the time. Am I so dirty? Obviously I also take a shower every day."

"At that time, I couldn't accept the black mud streaks on my arm, and I was afraid that others would laugh at me. At that time, I felt that I was ashamed to face others, so I put on my clothes and rushed from the town before the sauna was steamed. Back home."

"Jiang Qingshan didn't know that I was home. He couldn't find me after taking a shower, so he asked the owner of the sauna shop if he saw the child he brought over. The owner told him he saw me going out for a long time. , but never came back."

"Jiang Qingshan was taken aback. At that time, it was rumored that those who sold sex/flowers on the street were human traffickers who stole many children and put them in plywood for sale. The owner of the sauna shop kindly reminded him. After Jiang Qingshan listened, I was so scared that my soul was about to fly."

"He didn't even have time to put on his clothes, so he borrowed a big bath towel from the boss, and rushed out in a pair of shorts. He searched and shouted all the way along the road in the town."

Speaking of this, Jiang Baifan, who had been laughing just now, could no longer laugh. His voice was a little soft, as if he was recalling.

"I don't remember much about what happened next. I just remember that when Brother Wu's house was preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner, someone knocked on the door outside. As soon as Brother Wu opened the door, he saw that he was only wearing a bath towel, his head was covered with snow, and his head was frozen. Shaking weirdos..."

"That weird man was so cold that he couldn't speak clearly, the first thing he said when he opened the door was: Is Uncle Yao back?"

Having said that, Jiang Baifan was silent, his eyes were a little red.

He was quiet for a long time before he said softly: "Later, Jiang Qingshan said that when he searched all the way back but couldn't find me, his blood froze all over his body. It was not because of the cold, but because of fear. Until he pushed me away When the door saw me sitting at the table having a New Year’s Eve dinner, he said he just came back to life.”

Jiang Baifan wiped his eyes: "Actually, it's not funny at all, is it?"

Pei Min didn't speak, still quietly in front of a qualified observer.

"Even for Jiang Qingshan, this is a disaster."

Jiang Baifan sniffed: "But Fifth Brother and Jiang Qingshan didn't blame me, instead they kept telling me this as a joke."

Pei Min paused, summoned up his courage to hold Jiang Baifan's hand, and said, "They are good people."

"No, they are relatives. Only relatives will really worry about you, only relatives will pull you up when you need help most, help you, protect you, and love you."

Jiang Baifan didn't avoid Pei Min's hand, but shook it back, looked at him sideways, and said in an expectant tone: "Do you understand what I mean?"

Pei Min didn't understand the meaning in his eyes, and stared intently at their tightly clasped hands, and said lightly, "Understood."

On Monday, class starts.

There are advantages to renting a house outside, but there are also disadvantages.

Although the rented apartment is not far from the school, there is still a long way to go.

Usually it's nothing, but it's getting colder and colder recently.

This city has four distinct seasons. When it's hot, it's unbearably hot, and when it's cold, it's also unbearably cold. The cold wind is like ice knives choking your neck.

Waiting for the bus for a short while, Jiang Baifan was already shivering from the cold, his nose was red from wiping, and after a small sneeze, the corners of his eyes were immediately red.

"Are you cold?" Pei Min looked at his light red eyes, and his heart skipped a beat for no reason, like being bitten by an ant, numb and itchy.

"Cold." Jiang Baifan sniffed and nodded honestly.

Pei Min was silent for a while, calmly took off his scarf, and tied it around Jiang Baifan's neck.

Jiang Baifan was already wearing one, but Pei Min wrapped his own around him, and immediately blocked his chin, and the cold wind had nowhere to enter.

And the black cashmere scarf made his little face more and more radiant and jade-like, like a magnolia in full bloom in early spring.

After putting on Pei Min's scarf, the smell that belonged to him rushed over his face, and Jiang Baifan's heart beat very fast for a moment, and he was dazed for no reason.

It took me a long time to wake up, and I stretched out my hand to pull the scarf: "No, it's not that cold, you wear it yourself."

"I'm not cold." Pei Min grabbed Jiang Baifan's hand picking up the scarf.

Jiang Baifan's hand was cold, Pei Min hesitated for a while, then simply clenched his hand and put it into his pocket.

Jiang Baifan was taken aback.

Pei Min didn't even look at him, but said casually, "Look, my hands are very hot, and my body is also hot."

Jiang Baifan was still hesitating whether to break free, but the heat source covering the palms and backs of his hands was too tempting.

After half a day of mental training, Jiang Baifan didn't pull away the hand that was held tightly by Pei Min, let alone untied the scarf and returned it to Pei Min.

And after wearing two scarves, the heat couldn't escape, making his whole face flushed red.

When the bus came, Pei Min let go of Jiang Baifan, and Jiang Baifan breathed a sigh of relief.

The two got into the car, and Jiang Baifan swiped his card.

After swiping the card, I sat in the back row with Pei Min. As soon as I sat down, Pei Min naturally held Jiang Baifan's hand again and stuffed it into his pocket. His movements were smooth and smooth, usually like two good friends chatting.

Jiang Baifan: "..."

He looked sideways at Pei Min who looked normal, blinked, and felt relieved, warming his hands is normal, right?

Pei Min didn't seem to take this matter to heart, it seemed hypocritical for him to care so much.

As soon as he moved his eyes away, Pei Min silently breathed a sigh of relief, quietly feeling the hand tightly held in his palm.

The young man's hand has distinct joints, and it is not soft to hold, but it is a little awkward because it is too thin.

But it is too well-behaved, like a hedgehog putting away all its thorns, lying quietly in his palm, allowing him to pinch and flatten it.

This feeling is really too good!

The cold wind from the car window blew in, but Pei Min didn't feel the cold, instead there was a warm arc on his usually dull lips.

He quietly tightened his knuckles, and calmly wrapped the hedgehog in his hand tightly.

Day by day.

New Year's Day is approaching in a blink of an eye.

After school.

Jiang Baifan went to the monitor's dormitory and asked him about the specifics of the New Year's Day performance before carrying his schoolbag and preparing to go to the school gate.

It has been delayed for a long time, and Pei Min didn't know if he was in a hurry.

Jiang Baifan slowed down, and simply prepared to go around the path to the door.

There is a large acre of cherry blossom forest between the dormitory and the teaching building. It takes a circle to go out from the dormitory, but it will be much faster if you walk through the forest.

The outside of this cherry blossom grove is surrounded by walls, and the outside cannot see the inside, and the inside cannot see the outside.

When the cherry blossoms bloom in spring, there will be many people walking through the forest, and the forest will be quite lively.

But it was cold at this time, and those who were not in a hurry would rather take the road outside, and few people would like to look at the dead branches and fallen leaves.

Jiang Baifan chose to walk through the forest this time. The cherry blossoms at this time have not yet bloomed, and they are all withered and bare branches. Standing at the entrance, one can't see the end at a glance.

Jiang Baifan had no intention of admiring the scenery, and just walked with his head down, when suddenly some strange intermittent sounds entered his ears.

The closer you get, the louder the sound becomes.

It took me a long time to hear clearly that someone was playing "Phoenix Bamboo in the Moonlight" in the forest with cucurbit silk and erhu.

It seems a little inappropriate to say that it is an ensemble.

because……

The one who plays the cucurbit flute plays very smoothly, but the one who plays the erhu stumbles a bit, obviously a veteran and a novice.

Jiang Baifan paused, and after hearing what the sound was, he couldn't help but stop, with an unexpected look on his face.

Today's high school life is rich and colorful, and there are many things to learn, but there are really few people who are willing to learn this ancient musical instrument, especially things like cucurbit flute and erhu.

As for the song "Phoenix Bamboo in the Moonlight", it is even more old-fashioned. Except for the 90/[-]-year-old old man in the countryside, few young people nowadays will like it.

Obviously, it was an accident that the person in the woods was blowing this.

Jiang Baifan was also an accident, he stopped, stopped and listened.

And the reason he stopped and listened was not because he liked the song, or because he liked these ancient instruments.

It's because it has the familiar flavor of my hometown.

Familiar tunes, familiar instruments.

This matter starts with Seventh Brother.

Who is Seventh Brother?Seventh Brother is Pei Min's grandfather.

When he was young, Seventh Brother traveled all over the rivers and lakes. In order to beg for food, he carried gourd silk, flute, and erhu on his back, traveling all over the world.

Later, he made money and became stable, but he didn’t throw away what he was good at. When he was free, he would take out the erhu and play it. His favorite song is "Phoenix Bamboo in the Moonlight".

If you have nothing to do, teach Jiang Linhui and Jiang Baifan, one after dinner, one when you are free, and one when you sleep at night.

Under the influence of the day, Seventh Brother taught these two people who have no musical talent to play the gourd silk and the erhu on their own.

By the way, who is Jiang Linhui?

Jiang Linhui is Seventh Brother's daughter, Pei Min's mother, and Jiang Baifan's niece.

It's a long time ago, but Jiang Baifan still remembers it very clearly, like something that he has been insisting on for many years, and he doesn't touch it every few years, but he still hasn't forgotten that thing, as if it has been deeply imprinted in his bones.

The memory ends.

Jiang Baifan followed the sound and searched for it. In the forest, two students of his age were sitting on a rock, one on the left and one on the right. The one on the left was holding a cucurbit silk, and the one on the right was pulling an erhu.

Jiang Baifan looked at it carefully, and when his eyes fell on the boy holding the gourd silk, he couldn't help but look a few more times.

I don't know why I always feel that this boy's eyebrows and eyes are very familiar, as if I have seen it on someone else.

But if you take a closer look, you don't seem to have any impression.

Regarding this flashing thought, Jiang Baifan didn't take it to heart, but still stood not far away and watched.

Jiang Baifan's arrival did not affect the two boys who were practicing hard.

Those two people didn't seem to have the slightest tacit understanding. You brag about yours, and I pull mine. It's hard to hear that it's fatal.

In fact, if you change to other instruments, the effect is not so terrible.

But the erhu is a very magical instrument. If you play it well, then it is a fairy instrument.

If you can't pull it well, it's like a broken bellows with ghosts howling inside.

And now that classmate is obviously the latter, he pulled out the erhu in his hand like a blade on a stone, scratching back and forth like a screeching sound, which made the scalp numb and the blood flow back from the body.

After trying several times, he finally put down the erhu in his hand, frowned and said in distaste: "Are we really going to do such a spicy thing for the New Year's Day show? I'm really afraid of being kicked off the stage by smashing rotten eggs!" "

Without waiting for the other party's answer, the boy directly threw the erhu to the side of the stone, and complained bitterly: "Jiang Min, can we change to Yangjian's instrument?"