[Tomb Raiders Black Flower] The voice in the camera

Hug, "I'm a lot taller than before I went abroad, and I'm more beautiful. The ugly duckling has finally turned into a white swan."

Huo Xiuxiu snorted and pushed Xie Yuchen away. "Brother Yuchen is still young, and he has been well maintained these years! You have been studying for a degree and looking for a job for so many years. I thought you were full of vicissitudes. This time you can drag a sister-in-law with you when you come back. With a nephew."

Xie Yuchen couldn't help laughing again, pampering the top of Huo Xiuxiu's head, "How dare you tease me like that, you brat."

"I just said what's going on." Huo Xiuxiu didn't wait for Xie Yuchen to hook her shoulder like he did when he was a child, and hugged his arm directly.Xie Yuchen gave her his arm in a gentlemanly manner, and dragged the trolley case with the other hand, "Okay, let's go. We'll talk about it when we go home."

Home is really a beautiful and warm word.

After leaving the airport, the driver graciously stepped forward to help Xie Yuchen put the trolley case away, opened the door to let the two of them get in the car, and then drove straight to the Huo family compound.

"Drip..." The Huo family's iron gate painted with black gold paint slowly opened.Before Xie Yuchen went abroad, he still had to drive it manually, but now he has replaced it with a remote control.

"Ooooh, ooh~" The two German shepherds tethered in front of the door saw a car coming in.Excitedly ran forward, the iron chain was stretched into a straight line.Mrs. Huo came out of the gazebo in the garden. "Hey, Xiezi, you're here. Sit down, come in and sit down." As he spoke, he stepped forward and passed Xie Yuchen's arms, and glanced at Huo Xiuxiu, "Xiuxiu, what are you doing here? Go make tea."

"Xiezi, are you tired? Are you hungry? Why don't you eat something and take a bath and sleep." Mrs. Huo was all smiles, happy to see her grandson come back.On weekdays, she also cares about this grandson very much, more than her own grandson.

"No, I've rested on the plane. How are you doing recently?" Xie Yuchen lightly lifted Mrs. Huo's hand, and respectfully helped her to the gazebo.

"Okay, okay, just hang out with my old lady for a while." Mrs. Huo patted Xie Yuchen's hand, her eyes curled up, "Recently, the domestic market has been very good, and the renminbi has appreciated a lot. On the contrary, the U.S. Recession, financial crisis, and bubble economy.”

"Yes, I plan to stay and never leave." Xie Yuchen lowered his eyes and nodded.

"That's good. Old Wang seems to be a professional of yours, and he's well-known in Beijing. Why don't you tell him about it." Xie Yuchen's answer made Mrs. Huo even more happy.

"Don't bother, one of my former mentors asked me to help, and I agreed. It's in Shenzhen." Xie Yuchen rejected Mrs. Huo's offer.

"When will Brother Yuchen come over?" At this time, Huo Xiuxiu just happened to fetch the ceramic teapot and started making tea.

"Let's talk about it after the Spring Festival in Beijing." Xie Yuchen changed to a comfortable sitting position.

"Xiuxiu, take out some of the boxes of refreshments you brought during the New Year's shopping, and try each of them," Mrs. Huo ordered.

Huo Xiuxiu responded, "Okay, I'll get it."

"It's been a long time, and the children have grown up. Xiuxiu has also gone to college. Here, it's next door to your Xie family compound."

Xie Yuchen was stunned for a moment when he heard Mrs. Huo's words, took the teacup, and blew away the bubbles on top of the hot tea. "Really? Xie's house is close to Huo's house, but there is still a distance. In the future, it is not safe for a girl to go out at night for an internship. Anyway, Xie's house is empty, so I will bring a bunch of keys to Xiu show."

"After you have said so much, you know what I want to ask. Tell me what you think, and give me an accurate answer." Mrs. Huo gently closed the tea cover with her fingertips, and put the tea bowl back on the coffee table.

"I only think of Xiuxiu as my younger sister." Xie Yuchen took a sip of tea, and drank it a little anxiously. He didn't taste the taste, but he was burned.

"I also know that you are my elder brother, grandma, please don't mess with the mandarin ducks." Huo Xiuxiu knew what was going on as soon as she came over.

"Succeed, I'm too old and think I'm long-winded. I just want to hold a great-grandson like Lao Zhang next door." Mrs. Huo changed the atmosphere back to the original one. "Xiezi, tomorrow is free, and I will take you to an old place."

◆◇ old place

Familiar alleys, familiar alleys.Long aisles, high stage.

Every brick, every tile, every plant and every tree here has an aura that does not belong to this era, and tells stories that do not belong to this era, but they are just integrated with this era, without being obtrusive.In Xie Yuchen's eyes, these are fragmented childhood memories, carrying those warm fragments.

The Taishi chair in front of the stage, I knelt in front of it and listened to the master's lectures while serving hot tea.On the gray courtyard wall, it was the first time to sing on the stage. A few young men who couldn't buy tickets lay on it to eavesdrop, but they fell off the wall because of the applause.The plaque hanging on it, and the little turtle drawn on it with an eyebrow pencil when I was naughty when I was a child are still there...Scene after scene, so familiar, but so vague.

"Xie Zi, why don't you go on stage and sing?" Mrs. Huo was helped in by Huo Xiuxiu, "Second Master said that you sing like him the most. Let's feast our ears."

"Don't, I'm afraid that the singing will be ruined. I haven't practiced it for a long time, I don't remember the lines, and my body is not as soft as before." Xie Yuchen looked at the plants and trees in the courtyard, feeling very emotional. Fortunately, during the years when he went abroad, there were often people Take care of it, otherwise I don't know how old it will be.

"Grandma, there is a very good cheongsam shop near here. Let's go over and have a look, how about some new clothes?" Huo Xiuxiu looked at the distraught Xie Yuchen, thinking that he probably wanted to be alone here to remember, so he made a rescue.

"Alright, Xie Zi, you can stay here! Remember to come over for dinner tonight." Mrs. Huo also agreed with Huo Xiuxiu's approach.

"Okay." Xie Yuchen only responded, not paying attention to them at all.Walking through the alley by myself, I walked to a room with a altar of crabapple flowers in front of the door.

"Second Grandpa, do you think I'm in the right posture?" Xie Yuchen, who was a child, just learned Duan Xiaoshi and showed off there, Fan is not enough.

"Yes, let's take a look." Er Yuehong was wearing a blue cloth gown and sitting on a cool chair under the shade of a tree, she nodded and asked him to continue.

"I don't want it, Second Grandpa hasn't given me a name yet. You promised my father." Little Xie Yuchen jumped off the stage lightly.

"You kid, you can remember everything you say. Okay, I'll get one for you. Your father's name is Xie Lianhuan, and your name is Xie Yuchen. How about Xie Yuhua?" Er Yuehong thought for a moment.

"What does that mean?" Miss Yuchen asked sideways.

"Jieyu Huazhijiao Duoduo." Xieyu Huazhijiao Duoduo.Not to hurt the spring, love to lock the eyebrows.Yi Xiao's spirit is partial.The vortex is charming and the cherry is broken.

"I don't understand, I don't want it, just get another one." Little Xie Yuchen said shamelessly, shaking Er Yuehong's arm.

The door was pushed open with a "babble", and the contents inside were the same as when they left.On the dressing table, I saw half of Qingping's playbook, and there were bookmarks of crabapple petals I picked at that time.After such a long time, the playbook has faded into color, the bright red of Haitang.Although the row of flower dresses on the left is covered with gray cloth bags, the material inside has also turned yellow.Not to mention the silver-headed noodle that hasn't been popular for a long time in the jewelry box.

Xie Yuchen sat down in front of the dressing table and looked at himself in the Linghua mirror.The eyebrows and eyes are long, but the edges and corners have been smoothed by time.Thinking about it now, I still lived a comfortable life before, wearing too many masks, and I have forgotten what I looked like before.

Xie Yuchen skillfully mixed the oil paint and water, and then patted the color, patted the red, painted the eyebrows, and tapped the lips.Carefully straighten the wig and fill it with pearl emerald silk flowers.Put on flowery clothes and embroidered shoes.

There was the sound of dead branches being trampled outside the door of "Kata", and it wasn't just some cat wandering around.Suddenly I miss Xiao Hei who stayed in the United States. I don't know if MrsSwite remembers to eat canned sardines for him.

……

Picking up a silver stick for the hand from the shelf behind the stage, he turned his wrist to shake off the dust attached to the pattern.Then with the help of a silver stick, he turned over and jumped onto the stage.

There is no libretto, just dance every move that Er Yuehong taught.

No one to taste, no one to applaud.Only the silver stick and the reflection in the setting sun accompany me.

It wasn't until the sun set that Xie Yuchen changed back to his original attire, combed and dressed neatly, and prepared to leave.

The alleys are narrow and long, and pedestrians have to turn sideways to avoid encountering each other in the alleyway.The afterglow of the setting sun is orange, and the alley is also orange. It is a very warm tone, but it gradually fades when the night comes.When the outline of the alley slowly blurred, the lights lit up one by one, from the street to the end of the alley.The smell of food from each family wafted out, and occasionally there were cats and dogs barking. It might be that the owner of that house has returned, or it might be that this house has started eating.The lights of a house were turned on, and a girl came out to collect the clothes to dry. The cement on the low wall of the balcony was peeled off due to the wind and rain, revealing the rusty red bricks.This place is not like the rainy alley written by Dai Wangshu. Accompanied by the continuous drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River, there is a lilac-like lady with an oil-paper umbrella walking by, leaving a long-lasting beauty in your heart.It feels like home here, and it is warm even in the cold winter.

Xie Yuchen walked here aimlessly, counting his steps with his head down.The phone, which had been tuned to silent, suddenly vibrated.He half leaned against the wall to answer the call from Huo Xiuxiu.

"Xiuxiu?" Xie Yuchen felt his head swell, and it took him a while to recognize Huo Xiuxiu's voice.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Huo Xiuxiu urged him to go back to Huo's house for dinner, and he naturally complied.Apart from Er Yuehong, the only ones who can give Xie Yuchen the warmth of home are the Huo family.

"Wait for me for 20 minutes." Xie Yuchen looked up at the sky, estimating the time from here to Huo's house.

……

As soon as Xie Yuchen left, someone appeared out of nowhere on his back.Wearing sunglasses, wearing a ruffian