God said I would meet you

Zhang Xinli didn't know Wong Kar-wai, hadn't watched "Happy Together", and of course he didn't know He Baorong's famous line "Why don't we start from scratch."

Lin Jinyu's "restart" is actually a bit similar to the phrase "start over" that Wang Jiawei used He Baorong's mouth to say, it is not a very solemn statement, but half-truth, frivolity, play, joke To tease honest people.

Nonsense, there are no amnesia pills in the world, how can two people who have already experienced everything that should happen and can happen really "start over" on a complete blank.

However, Zhang Xinli didn't understand, so he really began to think very seriously about how to start again.

It was easy to copy a water meter. The landlord came and went like a gust of wind. Lin Jinyu rushed Zhang Xinli to answer his cousin's video call, and walked the dog in the living room by himself.

This phone call lasted for a long time, but Lin Jinyu was not interested in listening to the corner. She didn't know what the two brothers were talking about, but they just ran around chasing dogs all over the room.

About an hour later, Zhang Xinli finally came out.

Lin Jinyu had listened to the movement and heated up the cold dishes on the table, but she didn't move her chopsticks, waiting for him to eat together.After being hungry for so long, he thought that Zhang Xinli would definitely sit down and eat first without further ado, but Zhang Xinli sat down, but he didn't even look at the delicious food on the table, and the first sentence was: "Start again, what's the process?" Regulation?"

Lin Jinyu: "Huh?"

"The first item is to hold hands, and then?" Zhang Xinli asked, "What's the next item?"

"What's the next item?" Lin Jinyu said holding the chopsticks, "You think it's programming, and the programs are lined up one by one."

"Almost," Zhang Xinli said, "The first item of holding hands has been completed. What's the next item?"

"Wait, wait, finished? When?" Lin Jinyu was startled: "Why don't I remember."

"While watching a movie." Zhang Xinli kept asking questions, like a hundred thousand whys: "How many things do I need to complete before we can be considered together again?"

When watching a movie, Lin Jinyu felt like he was sneaking away, and he didn't even care about breaking the program, and said, "What do you mean, you just passed me lightly after rubbing on my back for a while. Shit."

"Oh," Zhang Xinli said slowly, "You didn't hide anyway, why don't you pull him again now?"

"Refused, there is no such shop after this village."

"Then..."

Zhang Xinli went on and on, as if he had no intention of ending it at all. Lin Jinyu had no choice but to grab a big chopstick and gave him the good food he had just cooked for him, and blocked his mouth: "This topic ends here, don't talk. Eat your meal and reheat it for the second time."

Zhang Xinli looked at the dishes with chopsticks, and immediately fell asleep and ate.Halfway through eating, he said, "By the way, there is one more thing, you can always talk about it."

"What?" Lin Jinyu said in her heart that as long as it's not the next thing to do or something, you can do it overnight, and then saw Zhang Xinli eat the last few mouthfuls of food, paused, and said: "...My brother just told me that this year's New Year's Eve He and my dad are coming to see me, and I tell them I'm with you, they've packed up, and they'll be there on New Year's Eve."

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Lin Jinyu once thought that she would spend several years alone.After Zhang Xinli came back, he thought it would be two people, two restrained and alienated people, driven by a sense of ritual, having a decent New Year’s Eve dinner, watching the Spring Festival Gala that is now only watched because of the sense of ritual, and then confused Clearly go back to the room to sleep, and continue this ambiguity into the new year.

He never thought... that this would happen.

"Happy New Year, Happy New Year! Oh baby, I haven't seen you for a long time, why are you here?"

"Brother! Here we come! Open the door!"

On New Year's Eve, the day of New Year's Eve, the people who said they were going to arrive arrived on time.

Zhang's father's accent is still as strong as Lin Jinyu's memory. This man who is younger than Lin Huainan but looks much older than him is getting more and more vicissitudes now. When he smiles, the rough face can be seen as deep as the nasolabial folds. He is just fifty years old. , with mottled white hair on his head.

"Tomorrow is the New Year's Eve, so it's too early to say. Dad, come here as soon as you come, you don't need to bring anything," Zhang Xinli opened the door to welcome his father and younger brother in, and said, "If you have this money, you can just keep it."

"I'm sending blessings, and you still talk about it," Zhang's father said, "Look at what you said, you are in someone else's house, and things are not given to you, but to others, to Xiao Lin!" He didn't know Lin Jinyu A series of uninterrupted and chaotic things happened with the family, and I still feel that he is a member of a family that I can't reach, and I am very polite to him from both rational and emotional aspects: "You see, I don't know much, no Knowing what to buy, I was afraid that Xiaolin would not like it if I bought it, so I brought some free-range eggs, bacon, etc., and you can keep them for eating."

Lin Jinyu was standing behind Zhang Xinli, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Uncle, local eggs are good, I can't eat them at all now, so you are thinking about us before giving them away, thank you very much."

Earthen eggs are not golden eggs or silver eggs, and soil is not a valuable thing, but Lin Jinyu took it, unwrapped the plastic bag face to face, looked at it seriously, and said, "Look at this head, the color is restored to the ecology, and it looks like the outside That kind of feed chicken is not the same, you can’t buy it with money, it’s a priceless treasure.”

Hearing this, Dad Zhang smiled with a smile that didn't embarrass himself and his son at all, and said, "It's sloppy, your children in the city don't understand, eggs, you can't just look at them, look at the ones bought outside. Okay, but they don’t get any nutrition at all, and some of them are poisonous eggs. According to the news, if fed chemical feed, a chicken will either grow several wings and several legs, or the whole body will shrivel and only lay eggs.”

Lin Jinyu temporarily abandoned all scientific concepts and said, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, that's right."

Zhang Xinli saw him coaxing his father into a happy smile, he smiled helplessly, shook his head, and said to Zhang Xin who was behind his father, "Come in and sit down."

Lin Jinyu looked over Zhang's father's shoulder, and saw that little skinny monkey was as tall as him back then, with black hair that hadn't been sprayed with hairspray, thick eyebrows and bright eyes, and he looked a little like Zhang Xinli when he wasn't smiling.

Hiss... Lin Jinyu thought: blood relationship is really a magical thing.

A group of people greeted each other warmly and sat on the sofa. His father was from the mountains and was hospitable. He was very warm to the guests—— Lin Jinyu, but he was more "fatherly in silence" to his two sons. Zhang Xinli had lived independently for a long time, and he did not Da said nasty words to his father, greeted him a few times, poured water and said nothing.

Dad Zhang's fingernails were thick and slightly yellowed. He drank from a disposable paper cup with his thick and ugly hands, took out a cigarette skillfully, lit it with his legs apart, and motioned for Zhang Xinli to come and talk to his cousin. Sitting together, the father and son set up a dragon gate array.

"Dad," Zhang Xinli said, "the dishes for the New Year's dinner are not ready yet, you can just chat, and I'll go to work."

"Oh," Zhang's father said, "haha, don't be too polite, just make a few dishes and you'll get it. Will you be graduating in a few months? Talk to a girlfriend earlier, start a family, and have a baby boy. You don't have to worry about it yourself."

Zhang Xinli didn't answer.

Lin Jinyu was at the door putting away the shoes that Dad Zhang and Zhang Xinli had taken off one by one, when she heard these words in her ears—forget it, no surprise.

But suddenly he was very unhappy.

He clapped his hands, stood up, called Zhang Xinli's name expressionlessly, and said, "It's okay, let's talk, I will prepare it myself."

Father Zhang said, "It's troublesome, it's troublesome."

The custom in their side is like this, it is shameless for the host to let the guests do something, and they must be entertained with good wine and good food. Everyone treats people like this, and everyone is treated like this.

"Uh..." Zhang Xinli was sitting next to his father. When he turned around and saw Lin Jinyu's expression, his back suddenly felt numb, and he felt ominous. He couldn't sit still, so he stood up and said, "I... !"

"Ouch," Zhang's father said, "you sit down, a boy who keeps running to the kitchen."

Zhang Xinli quickly called his cousin and told him to chat with his father for a while before slipping away by himself.

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kitchen.

Lin Jinyu was picking and washing vegetables by the pool. When Zhang Xinli came in, he closed the door behind him. His footsteps were not light, but Lin Jinyu didn't respond as if he didn't hear him.

"Jinyu," Zhang Xinli walked over and said, "I'll help you."

"Don't, don't, don't," Lin Jinyu shook the water-soaked vegetable leaves, and said politely, "Don't, you are a guest, sit down."

"..." Zhang Xinli said, "It's only half of the guests."

"Oh," Lin Jinyu said, "then you should find a kitchen knife and chop yourself off first, and leave half of it here. I have no objection, or you can just sit and drink tea, and then discuss with your father about boy babies." What kitchen?"

"Jinyu..." Zhang Xinli said, "My father has no education, and I didn't say that I want to start a family. You can't sit still."

"Oh, I know I've been sitting for a while," Lin Jinyu squinted at him, "I've made great progress."

Zhang Xinli said: "I was influenced by you."

The green vegetables were green, the chopping ribs were placed on the chopping board, and the chicken soup simmering on the stove was gurgling, most of which were prepared by Lin Jinyu - he heard that his father and his brother were coming, so he prepared the meal very carefully.

Zhang Xinli said: "My dad is such a person, he has no concept of the relationship between the two of us at all, don't care what he says."

"What's the relationship between us?" Lin Jinyu said, "I don't remember anything."

"Why not," Zhang Xinli said, "You promised to start over with me."

"Don't press fast forward by yourself," Lin Jinyu said, "It means starting from 0, not from being together."

"How do I start from zero?" The best way to adjust the atmosphere is to tell jokes, Zhang Xinli turned his head and said, "...Only you can."

"..." Lin Jinyu didn't understand at first, but after a second, he recalled it and was furious. He threw a Chinese cabbage on his face and said angrily, "Get out of here, you idiot!" !"

... Big boyism, what kind of play is that.

Zhang Xinli saw that his expression was clearly similar to the feigned anger of flirting, wiped his face with his sleeve and said, "Don't get lost. Thank you for comforting my dad. He is very... very respectable with us, and he really saves face."

Lin Jinyu said, "Oh, then, it's a little effort, you're welcome."

Zhang Xinli said: "I'm not being polite, I'm really thanking you, I don't really make my dad happy, I always cause trouble for him."

From a certain point of view, he still is, he is determined to fall in love with someone who will make his father feel that the sky is falling.

He said, "Although it's your father-in-law, I still thank you."

"I'm sorry..." Lin Jinyu said halfway, her eyes widened, and she said, "Who is that father-in-law?!"

"My father is yours," Zhang Xinli's tone was so natural, with an innocent expression on his face, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional: "What's wrong, isn't it?"

"Not very!"

The pot of chicken soup started to steam, and the whole kitchen was instantly filled with the strong smell of old hen stewed with Chongyang mushrooms, which made people's index fingers twitch. Lin Jinyu began to bicker with Zhang Xinli. Not giving in, but there is no smell of gunpowder.

In the living room, Zhang's father was chatting with his unrelated son. In the kitchen, Zhang Xinli stuck beside Lin Jinyu, like a big dog wagging its tail, diligently helping him prepare the dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner.

In this quiet and fragrant New Year's meal scent, behind the half-closed door, Lin Jinyu looked at his nimble hands and feet, thinking that he didn't listen to his father sitting in the living room and chatting, but took the initiative to come to help, the unhappiness was gone, and he said to himself : What is the father-in-law?If so, it must be the father-in-law.