After dressing as a villain, I'm with the paranoid male protagonist.

In the kitchen, Zhang Zongping came out with a hot dish.

Seeing my sister and nephew coming, I warmly greeted him: "Niannian, Qianrou, are you here? Is everyone here? Come on, everyone go to the restaurant and sit up. Everyone sit down, you can eat."

Zhang Zongping's wife came in from the outside at this time, with a drink bag in her hand, entered the house, and put the drink on the dining table, "I saw Niannian's car outside, and I knew you were here. Come, come, everyone sit down "Niannian, Xiaolou, do you want to drink or drink?"

"It's fine for Xiaolou and I to drink Coke. Thank you, auntie."

Zhang Zongping brought it to the table, and when he heard this, he turned his head and teased his nephew, saying, "You're such a big man? Why do you still drink? No, if you're older, you should have a few drinks anyway. Zixiao, go and bring you here." Bring me that bottle of red wine. By the way, let’s have a few drinks with Uncle Guo. Isn’t that right, Yuanxin?”

Zhang Zongping's daughter-in-law was born in the hospital where Guo Yuanxin and Zhang Qianrou were. During that time, Zhang Zongping and his wife often went to the hospital, and Guo Yuanxin sometimes went to see them.

Guo Yuanxin smoothed things over: "It doesn't matter, it's the same with drinks."

Zhang's mother squinted at her son: "If you want to drink with you and Zixiao, it's not that you don't know that you can't drink well every year. The Chinese New Year is a family gathering. If you have to get drunk and run to the bathroom to vomit, you will Happy, huh?"

Zhang Zongping was embarrassed by what his mother said.

"Dad, is our red wine still open?"

Zhang Zixiao put the child in his wife's arms, and came over with red wine in his hand.

Zhang Zongping had no choice but to say: "Yuanxin, otherwise, when I'm done, how many drinks should we have?"

Zhang Qianrou: "Yuanxin has to drive, so it's not easy to drink. Brother, you can drink with sister-in-law. She can drink well."

"What's there to drink with her? We're both old couples."

"Zong Ping, is there something still burning in your pot?"

"Oh, yes, yes, I'm burning abalone, I'll hurry over to have a look..."

Zhang Qianrou helped Zhang's father and Zhang's mother to sit down.

Father Zhang turned his head and saw Qiao Annian and He Nanlou still standing, and said to his two grandchildren, "Xiaolou, Niannian, you two sit down."

"Grandpa, Xiaolou and I will go wash our hands first."

"Okay, let's go."

...

Qiao Annian took the children to wash their hands.

The washbasin is located in the bungalow where the two elderly people lived and the corridor connecting the bungalow and the kitchen, next door is the neighbor's yard.

In the yard next door, plantains, loquats, and several plum trees are planted.

Now it is the flowering period of plum blossoms. The trees are full of white and pink plum blossoms, dotted with the excitement of the Spring Festival.

At this time, everyone was in the restaurant, only Zhang Zongping was busy in the kitchen.

Qiao Annian turned on the faucet, and he could hear his uncle stir frying, and he could hear the elders talking from time to time.

Qiao Annian squeezed the hand sanitizer into his palm, and dabbed it on the child's back: "What I said just now is true, I don't hate children, and I really don't like them that much."

He Nanlou turned his head to look at him.

Qiao Annian looked at the foam on his hands, "I didn't want to fall in love or get married before. A large part of the reason is that I feel that being a father is too heavy for me. Think about it, when a child is just a little bean sprout in the mother's womb, you have to be responsible for him. I hope that he will be born safely, and that he will grow up healthily. When the little life finally comes into this world , you have to take on the responsibility of a father, and protect him from wind and rain before he becomes an adult..."

At that time, his own world was leaky and precarious.

Qiao Annian rinsed off the foam on his face, "It's too heavy a responsibility to bear a life. Not to mention..."

Qiao Annian rinsed off the foam in his hands, and he turned his face: "I'm telling the truth.

In fact, I just didn't like or hate children before.I just like you very much.You were very good when you were young, you know that?No crying, no fuss.She also likes to pretend to be an adult. Every day she always has a pretty face, which is... very, very cute.I was like, oh my god, you are my little angel. "

Joannian smiled.

He still remembers the first time he saw Xiaolou.

So small, such a small one, at that time, standing alone in a pile of old clothes.

The little face was pale, the lips were broken, and the lower lip was bitten bloody. When she saw him, she didn't make a fuss. She just stared straight at him with a pair of black grape-like eyes.

He was so scared that he thought that the child had been locked up for a day, and something went wrong.

He Nanlou: "Just like me when I was a child?"

"What's the matter? The baby hasn't had enough jealousy yet, you still eat your own vinegar, right? I don't think you should call He Nanlou anymore, you should be called He Xiaojiu. You can be so jealous! He Xiaojiu, He Xiaojiu !"

Joannian shook his wet hand at the child's face.

Before He Nanlou could react, he quickly ran out of the courtyard.

When He Nanlou walked out of the yard, he didn't see Qiao Annian. There was only an unplanted field in front of him, with green plantains.

As if aware of it, He Nanlou turned around.

Sure enough, Qiao Annian was standing under the stone wall of the yard, looking at him with a smile, holding a plum blossom in his hand.

The plum blossoms in Qiao Annian's hands were picked up on the ground.

It should be picked by the neighbor's grandfather Li or his family members in order to make the children happy.

Because he saw two branches on the ground.

Children love the new and dislike the old, so they probably only played for a while and found it boring, so they threw the flowers away.

The one Qiao Annian picked up had four or five flowers on it, and quite a few of them were buds, both the flowers and the buds were complete.

Qiao Annian handed over the plum blossom in his hand: "Here it is for you, He Xiaojiu."

He Nanlou glanced at his hand and took the plum blossom.

Qiao Annian smiled and said, "You might not believe it if you tell me. If it weren't for you, I might not be able to survive these years."

Alone, in this completely strange world.

He felt that he was inferior to Duckweed. After all, Duckweed's body was its own, but he only had this touch of soul.

During the period when he was just wearing the book, he fell asleep several times, and when he woke up in bed, he needed to think about who he was.

The world before and after the book, which one is real?

The longer you spend here, the more blurred your sense of time becomes.

The self before transmigrating through the book, and the self after transmigrating through the book are cutting bit by bit, and some memories are blurring bit by bit, as if he originally belonged here, a part of this world.

However, sometimes he knows very clearly that he does not belong to this world.

At that time, waking up became an extremely painful thing.He can't help but doubt himself, which world is real.

Only when he sees the small building, those vague senses of time and space will be shattered at once.

To him, the small building is like a buoy for sailing on the sea, so that he will not lose himself in the two worlds.

Xiaolou has always been the most special to him.

...

"Come on, let's go in—"

Joannian stepped into the yard, his wrist was clasped, and he raised his head in surprise.

He Nanlou's back was leaning against the brick wall of the courtyard, one hand was naturally hanging by his side, holding the plum blossom that Qiao Annian gave him, and the other hand was pressing on the back of Qiao Annian's neck Go up, bow your head and kiss her.

There are rice fields in front, and there are banana trees blocking it, so no one should see it.

Qiao Annian was still a little nervous, he closed his eyes,

Clutching the collar of He Nanlou's coat with his fingertips, he responded to He Nanlou's kiss.

Uncle Zhang Zongping's voice came from the corridor: "Who is it? Why is the faucet not turned off?"

"Could it be the grandson of Uncle Li's family next door who is being mischievous again? I saw him do it several times. He turned on the faucet in our house to wash his hands, and then ran away again."

"It's really possible that it's that brat Dandan. I can't leave here, you go and turn off the water."

"Okay, I'm going to close it now."

Qiao Annian listened distractedly to the conversation between Zhang Zongping and his wife, and silently apologized to Grandpa Li's grandson Dandan in his heart.

...

Qiao Annian tidied up the wrinkled clothes for He Nanlou and himself, and took the child's hand back to the house.

As soon as Father Zhang saw the two of them, he asked, "Niannian, you and Xiaolou, how did you two go to wash your hands for so long?"

Not impatient, but boring without his two precious grandchildren on the table.

Zixiao never learns well, he imitates his father and brags all day long.

Why did I join the alumni reunion during the Chinese New Year last year, and some of my classmates worked in MT, saying that MT is something that has crossed over to a big company, and that his classmates said that they would introduce him to work in MT, with an annual salary of hundreds of thousands of steps.He also said how rich his classmate was, what kind of villa he lived in, what kind of famous car he drove, and the classmate reunion was always invited by that classmate.

His classmate is rich, but not him.

Only those who have no ability will do things that use others to raise their own value.

As for what they said, they also introduced him to work in MT, and what they said casually at the table when they invited a man to drink, can you believe it?

He had heard it mentioned every year that recruiting people across borders was very strict, and it would take several rounds of interviews, which could be done by just saying hello.

Zhang Zixiao was still bragging to his family about how luxurious his classmate's house was, and he was a little upset when his grandfather interrupted the conversation.

He raised his head, saw He Nanlou was holding a plum blossom in his hand, and jokingly said, "Xiaolou, why are you still holding a plum blossom in your hand? Hahaha, you really are a child, and you still like flowers."

Xiaolou never liked being called a child since he was a child.

This Zhang Zixiao really knows how to play in the minefield.

Qiao Annian took the child's hand, sat down beside his grandfather, and said angrily, "I like it. There happened to be flowers on the ground that were picked but no one wanted them, so I picked one and gave it to Xiaolou." , What, what's the problem? Is it that adults can't like flowers? Or men can't like flowers?"

"I...wasn't this just a joke? Why are you being so serious? You're not a man anymore? You can't take a joke, can you?" Zhang Zixiao couldn't hold back, and his tone was full of gunpowder.

"I must be a man, as for you~~~"

Qiao Annian didn't finish his sentence on purpose, making Zhang Zixiao very angry.

"What are you two brothers talking about? The dishes are cold, eat the vegetables first, and eat the vegetables first."

Zhang Qianrou smoothed things over.

This table was full of elders, and it was the New Year's Eve, so he couldn't really get angry, so he had to eat this boring loss, and drank a glass of red wine in a dull mood.

...

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother have not been as healthy as before in the past few years.

My appetite is not as good as before, I can't eat many things, and I can't eat some things.

They can't get in on the topics that young people talk about.

Zhang's father was drinking, but Zhang's mother put down her chopsticks before eating a few times.

Qiao Annian noticed it, and chatted with the two elders while eating.

Although Mother Zhang's appetite is not as good as before, her memory is still as good as ever. She still remembers many things in her early years clearly.

"Xiaolou, I saw you giving flowers to Xiaolou today, and I remembered that time you picked reeds for Xiaolou. Year after year, you two, do you still remember the first time Xiaolou came to our house? You Just like today, I went to the side of the road and picked two reeds for Xiaolou.

The small building is so precious, I have to find a bottle to put it in, so the house is full of reeds. "

Qiao Annian was picking chopped green onion for He Nanlou's fish, and it was almost finished. He put the fresh and tender fish into the children's bowl, smiled and said to the old man: "I remember. Why don't I remember? I threw it all on the ground Xiaolou went to pick it up, and his hands were covered in mud. I had no choice but to take him to wash his hands, and then found a useless empty bottle, and inserted the two reeds."

When Qiao Annian chatted with Zhang's mother, Zhang's father listened with pricked ears.My wife never got tired of talking about Niannian and Xiaolou when they were young, and neither did he.

Zhang's mother smiled and said with emotion: "Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, you and Xiaolou are both so old."

Father Zhang took a sip of wine, nodded, and said, "Yes. I also remember that Xiaolou was so small when he first came to our house. Now he is taller than every year."

Qiao Annian was expressionless: "Grandpa, as long as you don't mention the height difference between Xiaolou and me, you will still be my good grandfather."

Father Zhang laughed happily.

Mother Zhang couldn't stop smiling.

Zhang Zongping and his wife kept inquiring about how much Qiao Annian's salary was every month before, and how much the year-end bonus was paid at the end of the year. Zhang Qianrou knew that brother and sister-in-law had no other intentions, nothing more than a little comparison.

When Zixiao was a child, his grades were not as good as every year, and after he barely got into a university, his graduation job was not very satisfactory.

Later, under the operation of my sister-in-law's natal family, I joined a relatively large company and did sales. I heard that it was doing well.

Brother and sister-in-law used to be like this. As long as the family gets together, at the dinner table, they always ask about their grades every year.

Later, the grades caught up every year, and I never heard from my brother and sister-in-law again.

She was also to blame. When his sister-in-law asked him what he was doing recently, she said that she had just quit her job and was still looking for a suitable one.

No, it aroused the competitiveness of the couple again.

Nian Zhang Qianrou is not a character to compare with others, she always pushes about the children, she is not very clear.

Zhang Qianrou was tired of dealing with her elder brother and sister-in-law. Hearing the laughter of her parents and two children, she raised her head subconsciously, with envy in her eyes.

She also wanted to sit with Niannian and Xiaolou, and bring laughter wherever Niannian was.

Guo Yuanxin took some longan for Zhang Qianrou, peeled them off, and put them on her plate, "Annian has a very good relationship with your parents."

Zhang Qianrou nodded: "Yes. My parents have been getting close to each other since Niannian elementary school."

Guo Yuanxin smiled and said, "Your parents got closer in primary school? Could it be that Annian Primary School was not close to grandpa and grandma before?"

Zhang Qianrou shook her head, "Well, not very close. Niannian is in the sixth grade of elementary school, a bit rebellious. He will like his grandparents more, because his grandparents will play games and call him. My parents At that time, there was no TV to watch, and he didn’t like it. He didn’t like me either. Because I would take care of him, not spoil him like his grandparents.”

Guo Yuanxin looked surprised. He looked at Qiao Annian who made the two old people laugh. It was really hard to imagine that Annian could still be so rebellious.

Zhang Zixiao was sitting next to Guo Yuanxin, and he heard the conversation between Zhang Qianrou and Guo Yuanxin. After drinking, his voice was several times louder than normal, and he yelled loudly: "Annian, is that a different person? Annian It's like being pierced by a soul, right? Since the sixth grade of elementary school, his personality has become completely different from before. He must have been pierced by a human soul! He was pierced by a school bully!"

Otherwise, how come Qiao Annian used to ignore his answers every time he came to his grandparents' house. During the Spring Festival in the sixth grade, when he came to his grandparents' house, Qiao Annian and his grandparents suddenly became so close?

What's more, the grades have also improved.Afterwards, it was like cheating, he passed the middle school, high school, and university all the way, and he was overwhelmed everywhere.

People have also become thieves.

In the past, he asked Qiao Annian for money, and he also wanted money.

It must be several hundred.

Let alone a few hundred in the future, Joannian never gave him another piece!

Is it possible for a person to become so thorough?

Apart from soul wear, there is no other explanation!

"Yes, nothing. I think you drank too much. Also, keep your voice down. My son finally fell asleep."

Zhang Zixiao's wife, Huang Xiaowen, had a good impression of Qiao Annian because Qiao Annian had coaxed her children for her before.

A man who is in the third year, and still looks at it every day, and it is not shameful to talk about what he is wearing or not.

He Nanlou keenly noticed that when Zhang Zixiao said the word "soul piercing", guilt flashed in the eyes of the people around him.

He Nanlou raised his eyebrows, looked at Zhang Zixiao's direction coldly, his eyes darkened slightly,

Soul wear?

What means?

...

The sun is fine today.

In the countryside, there are no recreational activities, and sitting in the yard basking in the sun has become the most daily activity.

Zhang Qianrou moved two chairs to the yard, Qiao Annian asked the children to go with them, and went into the house to get the chairs.

"This person is getting old, and he likes to recall the past. Qianrou, you are talking about Niannian's childhood at the table. I also recently, and I often think of Zixiao when he was young. I still remember that the grades before Niannian, No matter what, you can't pass Zixiao. Hey, you are so lucky. You have reformed every year, and you have changed from being so rebellious to being so sensible and outstanding."

What Zhang Zongping's wife said was sour and a bit mean, and Zhang Qianrou was not angry: "Compared to when I was a child, there is a big change every year. It's quite strange to say it. For a while, I often had dreams. See, some things before the sixth grade every year.

I remember once, when I had a fever, he pushed open my door in the middle of the night and probed the tip of my nose... At that time, he was only five or six years old, and I had not yet divorced his father.Children are afraid... I knew at that time that Niannian was just a little rebellious, and the essence is not bad.I also blamed me for not being able to accompany him or educate him well at that time.When he was in elementary school, he became more and more rebellious, and I also have a lot of responsibility. "

Guo Yuanxin gently put his arms around Zhang Qianrou's shoulders, "Children are like this. They are like a piece of white paper. Whatever adults smear on them, they are what they are. Isn't it great now? An Nian is so good, and he is filial to you. "

Zhang Qianrou: "It's very good. I'm just... hey, maybe it's like my sister-in-law said, I'm getting older and I like to recall the past. My sister-in-law is right, I am very lucky. These years, I have been on the body every year, I discovered that I have done a lot before, not good enough, or even bad."

Qiao Annian held a bamboo chair in his hand and stood in the shadow of the door of the house.

In winter, it is still very cold where there is no sun, especially the door.

There was a draft, which made Qiao Annian shiver.

Is it a mother-son bond?

Could it be that Zhang Qianrou, who is a mother, actually had a faint feeling that he was not the real original body, that's why for a while, he often dreamed about the original body?

The back of his hand was touched, and Qiao Annian suddenly recovered.

Facing the child's questioning eyes, Qiao Annian smiled: "It's okay, I'm listening to my mother chatting with my aunt. Come on, let's move the chair over."

He has done his best to be filial to his grandparents, and the relationship between his mother and Dr. Guo is also very stable.

For Zhang Qianrou who didn't know, it should be more or less a kind of compensation, right?

Qiao Annian moved the chair out and sat in the yard with everyone, basking in the sun and chatting.

Zhang Qianrou was a little thirsty, so she went to the kitchen to pour some water.

"mom--"

Hearing her son's voice, Zhang Qianrou turned her head, "Niannian, what's the matter? Are you thirsty too? Do you want a drink?"

With that said, he poured a glass for Qiao Annian too.

Qiao Annian took it: "Thank you, Mom."

"I

You're welcome, silly son. "

Qiao Annian held a water glass in his hand: "Mom, you said that you often dreamed about things before the sixth grade. Then, at that time, did you ever think about it, that is, um, if I haven't changed, what? some type of……"

"It hasn't changed? Does it mean that you still bully Xiaolou often, rebellious and disobedient?"

"Um……"

Zhang Qianrou smiled, "Mom really thought about it that way. Sometimes, I do miss you, the one who would talk back to my mother, but when I was sick, she would remind me ferociously not to forget to take my medicine. But, Niannian, no matter what stage you are, you are mother's son. Mother loves you just as much."

Qiao Annian's fingertips holding the water glass closed together, "Thank you..."

"Silly boy, what is there to be thankful for?"

Outside the kitchen window, He Nanlou's eyes dimmed, and his eyes were thoughtful.

...

Qiao Annian drank the water and went back to the front yard with Zhang Qianrou, but did not see the child.

He asked grandpa and grandma if they had seen the children.

The old lady in the neighbor's house was also basking in the sun, and Zhang's mother was chatting with the neighbor's wife just now, so she didn't pay attention to where the child went.

Father Zhang replied: "Xiaolou? You were sitting here just now. Did you go shopping somewhere? Why don't you call Xiaolou."

Qiao Annian's eyes showed helplessness, how could he disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Okay, I'll give him a call."

When Qiao Annian called the child, he faintly heard a familiar cell phone ringtone.

Qiao Annian looked for the sound and saw the child walking towards the stone bridge in the opposite field.

The call is connected.

Qiao Annian looked in the direction of the child, wondering: "Baby, what are you doing on that bridge?" Didn't you diss cross this bridge when you were a child, saying that there is nothing to see on this bridge?

He Nanlou: "Do you want to come over?"

"Okay. Just wait for me!"

Qiao Annian hung up the phone and went to find the child.

He stepped into the ridge with one foot, thought of something, and turned back.

He Nanlou stood by the bridge, and in sight, Qiao Annian walked to the reeds next to the neighbor's house, bent down to pick two reeds, and walked briskly in his direction.

holding mobile phone in hand.

The mobile phone interface displays——

"Through a book, a buzzword on the Internet, a kind of background setting, it means to travel to a certain book, become a person in the book, and live in the world constructed in the book. It may be a character in the book, or it may be Enter the world of the book as a person who does not exist in the book itself." (Note)