God said I would meet you

Mother Lin arrived at nine o'clock in the morning.

It was the same familiar white off-road vehicle, with the same muffled sound of the engine that was different from the clattering of tractors and mules and horses. Mama Lin stepped on high heels and combed her long ponytail, opened the door and got out of the car. The drop-shaped mother-of-pearl earrings swayed beautifully with her movements.

Lin Jinyu, who got up early in the morning to tidy herself up, immediately went up to greet her, and shouted, "Mom!"

After three days of cushioning, his feet were able to touch the ground, but he was still a little lame.After not seeing her for a while, Mother Lin was busy looking up and down at her son. Her eyes were full of smiles, and she had endless words to ask: "Do you miss Mom? Are you doing well here? Didn't cause any trouble... What's wrong with your foot?"

"It's...it's a long story," Lin Jinyu said, "I'll tell you later, but there was no misfortune. I'm already old enough to take care of myself."

"I don't know you yet," Mother Lin said, "It must have caused a lot of trouble for others." She said, looking at Zhang Xinli's family standing aside: "Xiaoyu has caused you all trouble these days, right? Thank you so much for your care over the past month."

"It's nothing, it's nothing," Zhang Wentao saw that Mama Lin was so polite, and hurriedly replied: "Be obedient, play with my two sons, young people have their own small circle, and we didn't bother. "

Mother Lin still thanked her generously, took Lin Jinyu on her arm, and followed Father Zhang's guidance and the group went into the room and sat down.

She gave a different impression from the first time she came with Lin Huainan. When she first came here, Mother Lin hardly said a word. Most of the things were left to Lin Huainan. She just listened quietly. look at son.

This time when she came alone, Lin's mother looked a bit like Lin Jinyu remembered her on the wine table in the shopping mall, capable, quick, and graceful.

"I came here so early, didn't I have a rest on the way?" Zhang's mother poured water for her, and greeted her: "Why don't you go to the room and sleep for a while, oh yes, didn't you have breakfast? Oh, look, I haven't had breakfast yet. Thinking of it... I will do it now!"

"It's all right," Lin's mother pulled back to Zhang's mother and said, "I drove here and bought something to eat on the way, so it doesn't take much trouble. Actually, I came here this time to accompany Xiaoyu's birthday, and I almost left after the celebration. Thank you for taking care of him."

"Oh, you're welcome, you're welcome," Zhang's father said, "Look at how many thanks you have given me, how polite you are. Is Xiaoyu's birthday tomorrow? I live here today. I will kill the chicken at noon and the pig tomorrow. Make Tuo Tuo meat and eat it together!"

Mother Lin hurriedly thanked her, and the adults chatted in full swing. Lin Jinyu touched Zhang Xinli from behind and said, "My mother is polite, and I think your father is also very polite. He kills both chickens and pigs."

"It's polite," Zhang Xinli said, "Besides, isn't it your birthday?"

"Well," Lin Jinyu's eyes were full of unconcealable happiness: "I thought my parents were not here this year, and no one would accompany me to celebrate my birthday. I didn't expect... What a surprise."

Zhang Xinli said: "Isn't there me? I'll ask Shang Lalong to play with you."

"It's good that you live with me, but you are you, and mother is mother." Lin Jinyu said, "And one more thing, my mother will give me a birthday present."

Zhang Xinli said, "How do you know I won't give it away?"

"Then...do you want to give it?" Lin Jinyu asked.

In fact, boys seldom send birthday gifts to each other like girls. Whoever is a roommate or buddy has a birthday, they will ask everyone to go out for a meal together. Have a good day. Only a small number of boys who are very close and very close will send birthday gifts Thoughts on giving each other gifts.

Zhang Xinli replied, "No."

Lin Jinyu waited in vain for three seconds, and immediately rolled her eyes when she heard the answer: "I knew it was like this, so I'm just keeping it a secret, cut it."

Zhang Xinli asked: "Which room does your mother sleep in? She can't sleep with us."

"I don't know, it depends on your father's arrangement."

Over there, after the first round of communication between Lin's mother and the Zhang family's couple, she habitually said to Lin Jinyu, "I brought a lot of things here. Come with me to the trunk and bring them to my uncles and aunts."

Lin Jinyu stood up, and Zhang Wentao hurriedly said, "Oh, come here, what else can you bring..."

Lin Jinyu often hears this sentence, and it makes his ears callous. He wonders if this sentence is a must-have skill for every adult. When encountering gift-giving in social life, he must use this sentence to push each other out. As a courtesy.

Zhang Xinli pressed his shoulders and said, "Sit down, I'll just go."

Lin Jinyu was still limping and bouncing after her.The trunk is stuffed to the brim with things, such as fruits and oils, all of which are practical.

Lin Jinyu, as a native of Shanghai, knows very well that Shanghai is a modern city that has suddenly emerged, and it is really hard to count out any local specialties on the fingers. Mother Lin must have thought hard about sending these practical ones.

Mother Lin took a few bags of fruit out of the trunk by herself, and Zhang Xinli stepped forward to help carry rice, oil, and spicy and refreshing Yanbian beef. Lin Jinyu helped open the trunk door, and when she was about to close the door, she found The black square box placed on the side in the corner is very familiar.

He put his head in and took a look, and shouted, "Mom, you brought my Qin here too?"

Mother Lin was putting things in there, when she heard the shout, she went out and looked at him, and said, "Oh, that is your old one, it was supposed to be put away and hung up at your teacher's place, but I forgot it and left it all the time gone."

It turns out that it was Lin Jinyu's first adult-sized violin that he hadn't played for a long time. It was made of old domestic brand red cotton with a brown-red spruce top. The traces left by sticky tape from childhood can be seen faintly.

Lin Jinyu's hands were a little itchy. He was about to leave, but he turned around and took the old piano into the room.

Over there, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were still shuffling politely with Lin's mother. Seeing that she had nothing to do for the time being, Lin Jinyu didn't bother to watch, so she simply went into the room to look at her old friend whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

There was actually an unused piece of rosin in the piano bag. Lin Jinyu hadn't cleaned it up all along, and I don't know when it fell in it. It was only discovered now, which was a surprise.

He took out the bow, pushed it on the rosin, took out the violin a little, tuned the strings and tried it.I haven't practiced it for a month or two, and it's a little rusty, but it feels okay.

Zhang Xinli came into the room to get things, saw Lin Jinyu fiddling with his violin up and down, he was a little curious, so he leaned over and asked, "You know how?"

Lin Jinyu said: "It's... let's make do."

Zhang Xinli picked up a metal lump that fell out of the piano bag on the ground, and asked, "What is this?"

Lin Jinyu glanced at it and said, "Oh...the silencer is used to reduce the volume."

"Isn't playing the violin just to listen to the sound, and get a silencer."

"It won't be completely silent." Lin Jinyu put down the violin and said, "It depends on the needs. If it is an ensemble, some parts need the violin to be quieter. Rubber mutes are more commonly used..." He said: "This metal one is I bought it a long time ago, because... I was afraid that the sound of sawing wood would cause neighbors to come and complain."

Every violin beginner has experienced the embarrassing first semester, the posture of holding the violin and the bow is not standard, the neck is crooked, and the pitch is not accurate... The friction between the bow and the strings seems to be sawing Donald Duck's neck with a blade saw... It's still non-electric, and it can't be sawed, the kind of old lotus root that is broken and half dead.

Even Lin Jinyu herself couldn't bear to look back on that kind of magic sound.

"Oh," Zhang Xinli nodded, and said, "Don't stay in the house all the time, go out and talk to your mother for a while."

"Yeah, that's it." Lin Jinyu said, put the piano back, and followed Zhang Xinli out of the room.

In the living room, Father Zhang, Mother Zhang and Mother Lin were sitting together, holding tea and chatting happily.The topics are nothing more than how life is like here, how are you and me, how are your children and my children.Parents' cliché.

Lin Jinyu was just acting as a foil, only occasionally smiling politely.It wasn't until near noon, when Zhang's parents went in to cook, that Lin Jinyu had time to talk to his mother in a serious manner.

Mother Lin said: "Okay, tell me, what's going on with your feet and your arms and legs?"

Lin Jinyu expected this to happen, and said, "That's... that's it, playing outside, how can there be no bumps and bumps."

"Where did you go crazy to be like this?" Mama Lin said, "You don't know how to fight, do you?" She turned to Zhang Xinli and said, "Xinli, your parents are saving face for him. I know, your age Almost, people of the same age, don't have so many scruples, tell auntie, is he very noisy and disobedient here?"

Zhang Xinli was distracted at first and didn't listen to what they were talking about. When he was asked unexpectedly, he was taken aback for a moment and said, "No, he...is fine."

Lin Jinyu said in her heart that I am obedient, I feel like I have found a brother for nothing every day here, I go to bed early and get up early to live a healthy life, the only thing I need is to practice Zen meditation.

Zhang Xinli looked at Lin Jinyu from the corner of his eye, Lin Jinyu gave him a wink, Zhang Xinli said: "His injury is... um... Isn't it just in time for harvesting millet, Jinyu came to help, and accidentally slipped down the slope , it got twisted."

Mother Lin said: "Oh, Xiao Yu'er has learned to help others in the fields. This is really beyond my mother's expectation."

Lin Jinyu said: "Of course, it's so easy to talk about, it makes me seem lazy."

Mother Lin was obviously surprised by her son's hard work, and was a little pleasantly surprised: "Not bad, he can still do things."

Zhang Xinli didn't make a sound, but moved his lips slightly, taking advantage of Lin's mother not paying attention, he said to Lin Jinyu, "It's not 'like', you are."

Lin Jinyu stuck out her tongue at him, with an expression of "you can't help me".

He said to his mother, "Mom, you have come from such a long distance. I thought no one would come with me this year."

Lin's mother held his hand and smiled: "How come, my mother will come here as much as possible."

Lin Jinyu said: "Well, I have been released quite a few times. The last time I said I had a parent meeting, I didn't go. The last time I said I would play badminton with me, I didn't go. And the last time..."

Mother Lin said: "If you use this bit of memory in your studies, you would have been admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University long ago."

The mother and son talked for a while, but no matter what, the mother finally came.Lin Jinyu said in his heart that he was unhappy. It was a lie. Due to work reasons, he didn't have many opportunities to get along with his parents. Every year when he celebrated his birthday, it was a rare time for his parents to skip things and spend time with him.