writing coffee

I prepared a birthday present for Qianli, but I guess she didn't really want it, so I didn't bring it in the car.

I also didn't participate in her birthday celebration. I'm just a little kid who likes to play "Truth or Dare". It's very naive, especially when I received a call from Qianli asking me to sing her a birthday song in public. When singing, it's just stupid.

So of course I didn't do what she wanted.

"What happens if you lose?" I asked.

A strong man shouted from the phone: "Drink three bottles of soy milk in one go!"

talent!

"Get lost! If you can't speak, don't speak!" Qianli yelled angrily, causing everyone to laugh, and then begged tremblingly: "Murong..."

"Have a drink," I said, and hung up the phone.

"Sister, are you going to bake at home and order so many green beans?" Li Zi seized the opportunity and handed the delivery order to me, and also attached a signing pen graciously, as if he was afraid that I would answer another phone call.

"It's not such an exaggeration, how many times can I spoil such a small amount of beans?"

Baking at home, of course, I haven't thought about this issue. This is a goal, but with my current technology, it's still a bit early.Next year, pick a niche bean to try first.

"Stop making trouble, sister, my uncle said that you can become a teacher." He took out a bag of samples from his pocket, "hey, this is a new Yunnan bean, my uncle said it was good for you to try, but Yunnan There are still few people selling beans, so maybe you can do it here.”

"Okay, let me try. By the way, why are you still delivering the goods so late today? It's almost nine o'clock?"

"Oh, I went to repair the car in the afternoon! This is the last trip for you, so I came here before you close!"

"Next time it's too late, I'll deliver it the next day. It's just coffee beans. Don't worry."

"Okay, thank you sister! Then I'm off work!"

"OK Bye Bye."

Today's plan is to close on time, and then, to pick up the birthday boy to go home.

I looked at the time, and there were ten minutes left, so let's try this Yunnan coffee bean.Uncle Feng is a very careful person. Every time a sample is delivered, it has been opened for a few days and can be washed.

Yunnan's arabica coffee is already well-known in the international coffee market, but overall it is still considered a minority for the time being. This is affected by the production volume and international price, and of course the pressure of market competition is inevitable.This Katim coffee bean from Baoshan is a "hybrid" with the Robusta gene. It seems to be slightly inferior in pedigree. Fortunately, Yunnan has high mountains and good water, and with the cultivation and post-processing methods adapted to local conditions, it is moderate The roast balances its character well.

This is not a bean that will give you a strong palate stimulation, it is far less rich in the mouthfeel, and if you are after complex flavors, it may be a bit bland.But it is rare for you to have a chance to drink a cleaner taste than it, as clean as a spring in a snow mountain, like an afternoon with only books, slightly fruity and a little sweet.

Great for "writing coffee".

I took all the remaining beans with me, and I will give Qianli a taste when I go home later, um, as compensation for that birthday present.

There are still a lot of cars on the road at this point, but there is no traffic jam. I got off the elevated road and prepared to turn into Yanjiang Road. If there is no accident, I will reach my destination in 10 minutes.

But Qianli couldn't wait, so she called and asked.

"Murong, where are you?"

I glanced at the road sign at the corner, "Exit on Xidi No. [-] Road."

"Ah? Where? What road?"

just know...

"It will be there in ten minutes. Have you sent me the room number? I'll go up by myself later."

"Ok!"

After hanging up the phone, wechat was sent quickly. I reached out to touch the phone screen, and then, accidentally answered a voice call.

It turned out to be Aven.

"Hello." I quickly calculated the time difference in my mind, why call me at five in the morning?

The person on the other side didn't speak, maybe the signal is not good, or maybe I answered too fast and didn't react.

When the green light came on, I followed the traffic and turned into Yanjiang Road. The green road was on the right. A few meters away, the river slowly flowed past the lights of the city. The sightseeing boats had stopped sailing and were moored at the pier.

"Aven?" Didn't he wake up?Sleepwalking called me?

There was still silence on the other side, and when I was about to hang up and call back, she finally spoke.

"Murong, my grandfather is gone."

I was suffocated, and my mind went blank for a few seconds before I gradually reacted.But he just held the steering wheel tightly, not knowing how to answer.

It’s not that death is so terrible, it’s not that I haven’t thought about this day, and it’s not that I’m so sad, life, old age, sickness and death, it’s not unfortunate to be able to go through this process, especially, I haven’t even seen the old man.

But, I could hear Aven crying.The trembling of the last two words she couldn't restrain came from the phone clearly and reached my ears.I'm not sad for this death, I'm sad for Aven.

Today, at this hour... Fate is showing off its barren sense of humor again.

But I have to say something to break this terrible silence.

"Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, I just...can't help it..." She cried out completely, sobbing and said: "The doctor announced the result last week, and I was mentally prepared, but I didn't expect In the end, I still...maybe, this is a sense of ritual...the sense of ritual of death..."

"Well, you're right."

Then for a long time, I quietly listened to her cry alone.

Finally there is a place to pull over, and Aven gradually stops.I sent a message to Qianli: Your sister Aven suddenly asked me for something, you guys play first, I'll be late.Then mute it.

Qianli quickly replied: Oh.

I turned off the screen, turned off the ignition, opened the window, and lit a cigarette.

Probably because of the sound of a lighter, Aven said, "I want to smoke a cigarette too, but the hospital won't give me one." He was crying a little.

"Should I kill it and share your sufferings, or light another one to show my sympathy?"

She smiled wryly, and suddenly asked, "Have you reconciled with your father?"

"Ah."

"When my grandfather was leaving, he asked my parents to promise in front of him that they would not embarrass me about this matter in the future..." He choked up again as he spoke, and continued after a while, "I have I didn't tell you, I got a tattoo on my arm for the first time. When I got home, my dad was so angry that he wanted to give me a family law. Guess what, my grandpa came out and gave my father a family law. ..."

I couldn't help laughing, only to find that my mouth was bitter.

She continued intermittently, telling a lot of stories about her grandfather's "hero saving the beauty". I listened carefully, the more moved and saddened I was.

That's why she's so sad.She lost someone important in her life, not just a loved one.People are never connected by blood, but by emotion.

"I'm going to hang up first, and there are still many funeral affairs to deal with."

"Ah."

"Thank you, Murong, I knew it would be useful to have you as a friend."

"roll."

In the end, I went to the address given by Qianli and was an hour late.

The parking lot is just outside the building. I got out of the car and called Qianli while walking towards the gate. I called her when I was in the car, but she didn't answer. I guess I was playing hard and didn't have time to talk to me. .

There is a set of steps outside the gate. When I stepped on the first step, I had to stop.

Qianli was sitting on the steps.

I hung up the phone and slowly lowered my hands.She was sitting on the far side, and it was a little dimly lit, so I didn't notice it just now.How long has she been sitting here?Is that why she didn't call me back?

She kept looking at me without moving until I walked in front of her and slowly stood up.I finally saw her face clearly, it turned out to be unusually calm.

"I'm sorry," I said, wanting to hug her.

"It's fine if you don't arrive, don't you even have a gift ready?" Seeing me empty-handed, she felt a little sad, as if the gift was her last hope.

I hugged her, let go, and held her shoulders.

"Didn't you say that you don't want gifts, but me?"

She suddenly threw herself into my arms, howling and crying. "Woo... I thought you didn't want me anymore! I thought you still blamed me... Woooo... I thought you didn't want me..."

"How could it be, except you, where can I find such a big baby?"

"Woooooooo..."

"Okay," I wiped her face clean, and taught her earnestly, "Life is not a novel, nor is it a movie. Do you think I will appear in front of you on a cloud of seven colors in the eyes of everyone?"

Unexpectedly, this guy nodded, and then shook like a rattle. "No, you look much better than the movie."

OK, know you can talk.

"Going up? Are they still there?"

"No, who cares about them!"

"Heh, did you drink soy milk?"

"Murong Shi, you're an asshole! Hurry up and sing me happy birthday!"

"If you sing a song, you won't be given a gift. Do you sing?"

"Is there a gift? Hehe..."

silly.

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday

Happy birthday to you"

(End of the book)

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