After kissing the professor

"Are you back?" When Shen Jinrong went back, Grandma Shen was sitting on the sofa chatting with Tan Ning, seeing a bag in her hand, Grandma Shen leaned over and looked over: "What did Xiao Yan send?"

Shen Jinrong raised the bag: "Italian sausage." She put the bag on the table, looked at the clock in the middle of the living room pointing to eleven o'clock, then rolled up her sleeves to the elbow: "I'll cook, you guys What to eat for lunch?"

"My mother came over as soon as she bought the vegetables," Tan Ning said.

Shen Jinrong raised her eyebrows slightly: "Then I'll steam the rice first." As soon as she finished speaking, the doorbell rang, and it was Tan Ning's mother who came.She went over to open the door, exchanged greetings with Tan Ning's mother and started cooking.

In the living room, Mother Tan and Grandma Shen chatted: "I am relieved to see that you are in good health. Ningning told me that you were hospitalized, but I was terrified."

Grandma Shen smiled and said: "It's okay, it's just that people are old and useless, and they often have some minor illnesses and disasters."

"Fortunately, it has been dealt with." Mother Tan breathed a sigh of relief: "At any rate, that woman is also an intellectual, how could she do such a thing!"

Grandma Shen was not as enthusiastic as Mother Tan, she smiled and patted Mother Tan's hand: "It's okay, Jin Rong has already dealt with it, I'm old, let the children handle this kind of matter. "

The two chatted for a few more words, and Grandma Shen suddenly asked: "You two have come to my place, what about the little girl?"

"My dad is watching, don't worry." Tan Ning answered.

Seeing that the two old men were chatting in full swing, Tan Ning got up and slipped into the kitchen.Shen Jinrong heard the door rang behind her, turned her head and took a look, seeing that it was Tan Ning, she didn't react at all, and continued to wash the vegetables: "Come to help?"

"It's embarrassing for me to stand there." Tan Ning shrugged, "I'll help you."

Shen Jinrong let out an "oh", but didn't make a sound.

"Speaking of which, I don't know when Yan He will go to Italy." Tan Ning and her had nothing to say.

Shen Jinrong's face remained unchanged, at least Tan Ning didn't notice any change: "Really?"

"It's also a fate." Tan Ning said this on purpose.

"It's fate." Shen Jinrong smiled, and Tan Ning keenly noticed that when Yan He was mentioned, Shen Jinrong's brows and eyes always had a softness that couldn't be concealed.

"My mother just told the old lady that I will go to Hainan this year for Chinese New Year." Tan Ning asked her, "What do you think?"

"Hainan?" Shen Jinrong paused while washing the vegetables. She shook the water off the vegetables and asked, "Why do you want to go to Hainan?"

"I said it during the Chinese New Year last time." Tan Ning smiled helplessly: "Just go to a place to the south where the winter is not so cold, grandma should be in better health."

"I have no objection, you have to ask grandma." Shen Jinrong expressed her own meaning: "If you go, tell me in advance, I have to deal with some work in advance."

She put the dishes on the chopping board, pulled out a kitchen knife, and immediately held the kitchen knife with her slender and white hands.Shen Jinrong, who was cutting vegetables, thought, where is Yan He?Will she come back during Chinese New Year?

"Teacher Yao! There is no signal!" Yan He, who was being naughty by Shen Jinrong, sneezed, and continued to walk up and down the roof of the hotel. The mobile phone had no signal, so she simply lay on it and stood downstairs. Yao Yao said so.

The hotel they stayed in was a small two-story house, and many journalists lived here.Yan He's next door is a foreign reporter, and the two of them are just acquaintances.

"No!" Yao Yao pointed in the same direction as her, put his hands to his mouth and shouted loudly: "You try dancing again?"

Yan He looked at his mobile phone in frustration. The photos she sent to Ms. He have been forwarded for a long time without sending a single one. The signal was still pitiful just now, but now it is gone.

"No signal! I'll come first!" Yan He climbed down the stairs.

Yao Yao was also sweating: "Why don't I ask Wang Lushan to borrow a satellite phone, are you in a hurry?"

Yan He said: "There is no rush." ​​She actually wanted to report to Ms. He and Mr. Yan that she was safe, but she told her parents that the signal here was not good before landing, and they should understand.

"It's okay, let's go to the embassy to borrow the phone tomorrow." Yao Yao patted Yan He on the shoulder, but when he saw her disheveled face, he laughed: "Okay, okay, wash up and let's go to breakfast, wait There's still a meeting in a while!"

Yan He washed up and walked out, followed Yao Yao to the conference room.Wang Lushan, who was seated at the top, roughly assigned the task, and asked Yan He to follow Yao Yao and the local guide to set off for the Twin Towers first.

The local guides can speak Chinese, but they are not very proficient, and they can barely understand it.Sitting in the driver's seat, he introduced the twin towers to several people: "According to geologists' guess, these two towers should have a history of nearly 6000 years."

6000 years, what does that mean?These two masterpieces of nature were born when human civilization was still groping forward.

Yao Yao asked: "So is there really singing?"

"It's not certain, it depends on your luck." The guide's complexion was slightly dark, and when he smiled, he showed two rows of neat white teeth: "There are also legends of sirens singing at sea. It may be just some natural phenomena, but we The understanding of nature is far from enough, so these phenomena are briefly attributed to myths and legends. However, more research shows that the "singing sound" of the twin towers should be singing sand."

"Our local people sometimes say that hearing a nice voice means that the city accepts you." The guide shrugged and looked: "I hope you can be blessed."

"There is a Mingsha Mountain in Dunhuang, China. Are there some similarities?" Yao Yao and the guide briefly explained the Mingsha Mountain.

The guide was a little thoughtful: "If this is the case, there is probably a principle, but there are two towers formed here."

Yan He sat in the back row and listened. After listening for a while, she saw that the scenery in front was gradually stained with yellow sand. She knew that they had gradually entered the desert.The sea is not far from the desert. When the weather is fine, you can see the coast from the desert - of course, this is what the guide said.

After driving for more than half an hour, they finally arrived at the twin towers.When Yan He saw the outline from afar, Yan He straightened up.She vaguely felt that the twin towers in front of her were different from the twin towers printed on the postcard she bought. Looking at it with the naked eye, it seemed that there were more traces of time—as if it had become taller and colder.

But the overall outline is the same.

The guide drove the car, squinted his eyes and smiled: "It seems that our luck today is very good."

The person sitting in the front row raised the DSLR and started taking pictures. Yan He only heard the sound of clicking the shutter, and she also took out her mobile phone and started taking pictures.

The twin towers gradually become clear, and finally the whole picture can be seen clearly.They parked their cars 500 meters away from the twin towers, took their equipment and walked there.

The weather was clear and cloudless, with some humidity in the air, so even the visibility became clearer.Yan He thought of what the guide said just now, she turned her head to look in the direction they came from, which happened to be the direction of the sea, and she really could see a small piece of blue ocean facing this place far away.

She raised her phone and took a picture of the ocean.The yellow sand and the ocean, as if two things that were not born at the same time, still appeared at the same time, just like the snowflakes that fell in the Sahara Desert that year.

Yan He wore boots today, and followed the guide as he walked towards the twin towers, even so, a lot of sand fell into his shoes.She didn't walk fast, seeing that the big cameraman in front had already found a camera position and was ready to start filming, Yan He hastily walked a few steps to catch up to Yao Yao.

Yao Yao turned his head and smiled at her: "Is it too hot?"

Although it is sunny in winter, it is still a bit hot when it is close to the equator.Yan He felt that this was just right, she even broke out in a sweat: "Fortunately, Teacher Yao."

Yao Yao nodded and smiled: "Okay, if you can keep up physically, we will help the cameraman later." It is not easy to fix the equipment in the desert.

The guide lit a cigarette, and the smoke lingered around him. After a while, he said again: "This is a gift from nature."

He spoke the local language, which Yan He and Yao Yao couldn't understand, and then he realized it and translated it for them in Chinese.Then he said: "Our country is poor, and I hope that your arrival can inject new vigor and vitality into it."

Yan He thought, Siberando still has this chance, but other countries near it have already been caught in the flames of war, and it may be difficult to recuperate for decades.Sperando is a small country. In this era, it was lucky not to be affected by the flames of war, but it was also unfortunate—few people cared about its rich heart.

Yao Yao's voice was firm: "This is what we will do."

They are protecting the heritage of all mankind. Culture and civilization should be something that all mankind must protect.Maybe there are many things that can be given up, but the history of the past cannot be forgotten.

As long as there is one thing that is buried in the desert—it gradually becomes apparent with a gust of wind, as long as the wind does not stop, life and culture will not stop.

When a few people finished the preliminary shooting and were about to leave, they saw a neat row of camels moving forward not far above the desert.Yan He doesn't know where their purpose is, nor how long they have existed, but as long as life still exists, these accompanying things will never stop.

They walked to the car, and the photographers who were traveling with them began to pack their equipment. When they were about to get in the car, a strong wind blew, with a faint smell of sea breeze——blowing across the sea next to them, and over Sri Lanka. Streets where Belando has been around for millennia blow past their sides.

Then, the gust of wind took a turn and landed on the two towers of natural course.

The melodious, windy, natural and graceful music gradually emerges.

Like the wind passing through the treetops, like the sunshine in spring.

Yes, they are lucky enough.

——Yan He thought so.

She suddenly wanted to share the whole scene with Shen Jinrong, but when she took out her mobile phone to take pictures, the gust of wind had stopped—as if it only appeared to let these foreign guests enjoy Siperando's Just as beautiful.

——This cannot be replicated, they are the lucky ones here.

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