north bird south

Yu Yao shook his head.

Mrs. Xu's eyebrows were worried: "Are you going?"

"Don't worry about me, I will take care of myself." Yu Yao said, "What's more, Dong Yibai is my student, and his homework... is indeed a big problem."

"Ah Yao, you are a teacher as if you were a father. You have to think about things that other people's fathers don't care about." Mrs. Xu laughed, "I knew that, when Xu Zhiyuan was just studying I should ask you to come and watch him, so that he won't grow into a thorny head like now."

"At the beginning" Yu Yao had a headache when he heard it, he rubbed his brows and said, "An Rong, do you think I lived too comfortably when I was young?"

Mrs. Xu laughed, and said to herself: "Don't mind, it's because I always feel guilty and unwilling - I haven't learned how to be a parent at this age, and I still have to trouble you about my own children."

Li Anrong is a straightforward person, but there is also a still water of silence in his heart, some old words are hidden under it, and he breathes from time to time along with the casual laughter.

Yu Yao gave some space for this breath, and didn't rush to answer the conversation. When the teacup in front of him was filled and Li Anrong fell silent, he said slowly: "How is the newspaper office recently?"

"The manager reminded me twice that the investment boss has already started to warn him that in the future, regardless of the genre or the author, as long as the article insinuates the ruler of Huai City, it will not be published. Otherwise, he will replace me." Li Anrong said, "Now I only I can change ways to include some milder "private goods" in the content... Huh, I want to find a place where I can openly swear, but look, they dare not move except for the Xihua Society, which has foreign backers behind it , Which of the other tabloids that dare to speak out is not rectification, rectification, and seizure."

Li Anrong scoffed: "Just because they don't have enough hands and feet, they want to put shackles on people's pens."

With a trace of sadness in Yu Yao's brows, he asked, "Wu Tongqiu's letter..."

"I entrusted someone to send it to Wuzhou, Fulin and Beicheng. I also have friends in these places who do news dissemination. They said that they can help publish it at that time."

Yu Yao raised his eyebrows: "Your friends are all over the world."

Li Anrong also raised his eyebrows: "When I was young, my family sent me to live in a foreign country for two years, and I didn't learn anything. But after I came back, I traveled across the north and south, and learned a lot... Even Xu Zhenping was picked up from the north by me." of."

Listening to Li Anrong teasing Xu Zhenping has always been a small pleasure for Yu Yao at this house, and the two looked at each other and smiled after chatting.

The housekeeper was not around, so Li Anrong had no choice but to cook home-cooked dishes by himself, so that Yu Yao, who had just returned home, could rest and go to work.

Yu Yao put down Pei Linwan who had just run down to meet him, and said softly, "Xiao Wan, please do me a favor."

Pei Linwan blinked at him.

Yu Yao raised his chin and pointed to Xu Zhiyuan's room, handed her the crabapple cake on the table, and said, "You pretend to go to brother Zhiyuan's room to play with him, and then give this to him, okay?"

Pei Linwan was much more obedient than the one upstairs, nodded and said, "Okay."

There was no wind or snow outside the window.It was almost dusk, but the sky was still bright and the road could be seen clearly.

Watching Pei Linwan go upstairs step by step, Yu Yao glanced upstairs, wrapped his scarf, and went out again.

……

Xu Zhiyuan didn't come down to finish the meal, Li Anrong yelled into the room, but only called Pei Linwan out.

It was already dark when Yu Yao came back, the little girl put the cold pastry in Yu Yao's palm apologetically, and said, "Ah Yao, brother Zhiyuan said he won't eat it."

Yu Yao looked at the trace of oil on the package, took off the thick scarf, breathed out, touched her head, and said, "It's okay, thank you Xiaowan."

After dinner was over, Yu Yao went to add more firewood, leaving a preserved egg porridge in the pot to heat up.Picking up the cold pastry, looked at the clock, and knocked on Xu Zhiyuan's door.

Xu Zhiyuan's hair was disheveled, and his hands were speckled with black ink. When he opened the door, he saw Yu Yao. He paused for a while, and asked, "...what's wrong."

Yu Yao asked, "Are you hungry?"

Xu Zhiyuan's stomach and brain fought, and in the end they each protested their own, and the brain said: "Fortunately, I'm not very hungry."

"If you don't eat on time, it's strange if you're not hungry." Yu Yao resolutely believed in his stomach, and said, "I left porridge for you downstairs, and this..." Yu Yao handed him the pastry, "put it in In the house, if you are too lazy to move, just use it to satisfy your hunger, and eat more or less."

"I'm not hungry," Xu Zhiyuan pushed him back, frowning, "Little uncle, do you have anything else to do?"

As soon as Yu Yaofu fell silent, Xu Zhiyuan said, "Then I closed the door?"

Seeing the ink on his hands, Yu Yao suddenly asked: "...What are you writing?"

"Ah... the essays and book reviews I want to exchange with Miss Yue," Xu Zhiyuan flipped his hair subconsciously, and said, "I think it's better to write it myself, although it may be too different from the first time, but I can't I keep cheating on you, little uncle."

"Oh, it's good." Yu Yao rubbed the wrapping paper with his fingers, and saw Xu Zhiyuan holding the door with his left hand, as if he was hiding something, so he asked, "How's the finger?"

"Just touched it, it's okay." Xu Zhiyuan said, "If you're okay, go back to sleep, Yaoer, it's getting late."

"Zhiyuan," Yu Yao finally said, "I... went to the big theater this afternoon to ask about it. Two days later, it will be the last time to show a movie a year ago. There will be shows in the morning and afternoon. Then we will go in the afternoon, and we can sit next to him after the end. Dinner at the restaurant. Will you?"

Xu Zhiyuan looked at him quietly, and the surrounding was so quiet that he could hear the clock in the room. After a long time, he said: "Little uncle, I don't have much time. I have an exam in the beginning of spring. I plan to go to Yangzhi for two days. The bookstore is closed, and the owner is a local, and it will not close during the Chinese New Year.”

"Yang Zhi..." Yu Yao stroked his finger gently on the paper bag, thought for a while, and said, "That place is quiet, very suitable for studying."

Xu Zhiyuan responded, "I think so too."

Yu Yao said again: "Then you must have time for dinner."

"Little uncle, I really don't have time. In fact, I made an appointment casually before, so you don't have to take it to heart..."

"You son of a bitch," Yu Yao said flatly, straight to the point, "are you mad at me?"

Xu Zhiyuan's voice stopped abruptly.

"Going back to Beicheng is not my own initiative, but it was really sudden, and I didn't have time to tell you earlier." Yu Yao said, "I will come back sooner. If you have anything you want, I will bring it for you."

Xu Zhiyuan laughed dryly: "Little uncle, I don't have the right to be angry because of this. I'm not ignorant. Your lord's decision has its own reason, and I won't get involved."

Yu Yao: "...don't allow duplicity."

"That's what I think in my heart," Xu Zhiyuan said, "If you want to go north, I'll wait for you to come back. It's no big deal."

"..." Looking at his calm expression, Yu Yao half-believingly said, "Then why are you getting angry?"

"I didn't lose my temper," Xu Zhiyuan turned his head to scratch the back of his head, and suddenly got stuck in the middle of speaking, "Just..."

Yu Yao frowned: "Huh?"

"I just... want to fall in love suddenly." Xu Zhiyuan said in a weak voice.

"I've been pestering you all these days, and I've forgotten about my own affairs," Xu Zhiyuan said with a sincere look, "When you go back, I also have time to chase after my things. I just thought of you There is no one to talk to these days, and I feel very uncomfortable."

"..."

Xu Zhiyuan said: "Little uncle, I'm really not losing my temper. Don't tell me I don't recognize you when you come back?"

"...Yao'er?"

The paper bag in Yu Yao's hand accidentally fell to the ground, and there was a dull sound. He bent down to pick it up slowly, and said, as if taking a long breath, "Oh, that's it."

He glanced at Xu Zhiyuan, was silent for a while, then sighed softly and said, "All right, then go to bed early."

"it is good."

Xu Zhiyuan closed the door, but a slender light leaked from the crack of the door. It wasn't until Yu Yao's back returned to the room that the ray of light scattered in the dark corridor gradually disappeared.

There were two slamming doors during the night.