将 错 就 错

When Mo Mo went to work early in the morning, Luo Yu had already arrived, so he asked about it.Although Luo Yu said nothing, but Mo Mo sensed sensitively that Luo Yin would never forgive him.After apologizing again, no one brought it up again.

Mo Mo sent afternoon tea to Xu Man as usual in the afternoon, but Xu Man returned the iced coffee and sandwiches and said, "The manager is not in the company these two days."

After the evening rush hour, Luo Yu, who has always been reluctant to think about it, took the initiative to ask Chen Chaoran to go back early, and only after asking did he find out that Luo Yin had a fever.

Mo Mo's heart pounded, he was afraid that it was caused by the rain that day, and he was even more sorry.However, Luo Yu directly asked for leave the next day, and Luo Yin's high fever persisted at night. Fortunately, he went to the doctor in time, and it might turn into pneumonia later.

Mo Mo didn't expect Luo Yin to be so "delicate and weak", but he made up his mind to visit him no matter what, even if Luo Yin would directly reject him.The next day coincided with rest, Mo Mo woke up early, rushed to the vegetable market to buy live sea bass, shaved the bones and removed the bones, marinated slices of the best fish maw, and then boiled a pot of thick and soft rotten fish Rice porridge, add fish slices and stew, and finally boil.It was almost noon when everything was done, which was almost the time we made an appointment with Luo Yu.On the way to the hospital, Mo Mo himself only ate two steamed rolls. For some reason, the closer he got to the hospital, the more nervous he became.

Arriving at the hospital, Mo Mo went directly to the ward where Luo Yin was.

Luo Yu was waiting for him outside the door.

Mo Mo's palms were sweaty, and he handed the thermos to Luo Yu, "It's boiled in the morning, it's hot."

"Trouble Momo brother, you still have the heart."

As he spoke, he followed Luo Yu into the ward.It was originally a double ward, but another patient was discharged a day earlier, so it became Luo Yin's single ward.

Luo Yin leaned against the bed, and was discussing business matters with his subordinates. The conversation was about the same. He only glanced at Luo Yu and led Mo Mo in. He continued to concentrate on listening to his subordinates' reports.

Mo Mo was relieved because Luo Yin turned a blind eye.

Seeing someone coming, the subordinate hurriedly finished the report, put down the documents and left first.

Luo Yu removed the flowers and fruits on the bedside table, replaced them with a thermos, built a pillow for Luo Yin to sit upright, set up a small table, opened the thermos, filled a small bowl, and a burst of hot air wafted into the air.

"Brother, try it."

There is a bowl of porridge in front of me, without embellishment, only the aroma is attractive.

Luo Yu forgot to ask what it was for a while, and hurriedly winked at Mo Mo.

"Fish porridge, made in the morning."

Luo Yin poked it with a spoon, and the white and tender fish fillets and finely chopped ham were turned out under the porridge.

"I'm afraid you won't eat onions, so I didn't put them in."

Mo Mo also did this in consideration of Luo Yin being hospitalized and no one to take care of him.In the past, when Zhou Qing was hospitalized because of gastroenteritis, he cooked porridge in different ways. When Zhou Qing was discharged from the hospital, his face was flushed and he was alive and well.

Luo Yin was wearing a hospital gown, his face was pale, and he hadn't been idle even though he was hospitalized. There was still a stack of documents on the bedside table on the other side.

Three of them sat, watched, and stood with each other.

Mo Mo whispered, "It was my fault that day, I'm sorry."

Luo Yinyang looked at him, only to see Mo Mo's face full of guilt.

Luo Yu chimed in, "Brother Mo Mo said he wanted to come and see you as soon as he heard that you were hospitalized."

Closeness and distance are clear at a glance.Luo Yin thinks that he has been Luo Yu's elder brother for so many years, and all the care is just a last resort. He doesn't care much about Luo Yu, and Luo Yu is more than afraid of him.Luo Yu's preference for being close to Mo Mo is justifiable.The matter has passed, and it is useless to pursue it. Since Luo Yin is ill, he doesn't bother to care about it.

"I accept your apology, but no matter what you think of me, I am Luo Yu's elder brother. I hope you will not meddle in my affairs with him in the future."

Mo Mo naturally nodded in agreement.

Luo Yin is not a polite person, so he asked Mo Mo to leave after speaking.

This was much better than Mo Mo's original idea, he was not rejected, and the fish porridge did not repeat the fate of chiffon cake.

A big stone in his heart fell to the ground, and Mo Mo felt unprecedentedly relaxed. Walking out of the hospital gate, he turned to the nearby supermarket and bought a box of preserved eggs and a piece of tenderloin.Also cook the porridge with preserved egg and lean meat in advance, and hand it over to Luo Yu before going to work, until Luo Yin is discharged from the hospital.

In Mo Mo's opinion, if Luo Yin could eat the porridge he cooked, he would truly forgive him.

Luo Yin still had two days of sick leave after he was discharged from the hospital. He was not in a hurry to cancel his leave and go to work. Instead, he quietly bought an intercity train ticket by himself.

During the Chinese New Year, he only had a symbolic reunion dinner. For him, he just took care of his father's face. After the meal, he stayed for one night and left without staying too long.There were four people at the round table, and the three of them enjoyed themselves happily. That was not his home.

The train is fast and steady, and the scenery outside the window is still the same, a forest, a field, a brick house and a pond.In recent years, the outer suburbs have gradually developed. Not long ago, he received a demolition notice, and the old house he lived in as a child was about to disappear.

The road is still the same road, he has gone back and forth thousands of times, three people walked hand in hand, two people walked on each other, and one person walked alone.

It was too early to arrive, and the pace of life in small towns was slow, and there were still people buying breakfast after ten o'clock.

Luo Yin walked up to him and took out six yuan, "A bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus paste and a basket of steamed buns."

"It's still two yuan short, and the price has increased." The middle-aged woman at the cash register played the game without looking up, and pointed to the price list on the wall.Only then did Luo Yin notice that the old wooden sign had been painted and repainted, three pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus paste and five pieces of fresh meat dumplings.

Luo Yin said with a rare smile, "Mama Huang, can I pay next time?"

"Small shops don't accept credit." The middle-aged woman looked up indifferently, and when she saw Luo Yin, she turned around and shouted into the shop in surprise and joy, "Old man, Luo Yin is back."

"What are you yelling about?" A short and stout man walked out of the store, and when he saw it was Luo Yin, he also laughed, "You won't come back during the Chinese New Year, kid, haven't you forgotten us?"

"Where is Uncle Huang, I'm afraid you won't be here when you return to your hometown during the Chinese New Year."

"Old man, go quickly, Xiao Luo wants to eat sweet-scented osmanthus paste and steamed buns." Madam Huang happily led Luo Yin to sit inside. The tables and chairs were greasy, and she wiped them with her apron herself.Luo Yin didn't care. Looking around, there were six tables in the shop, a dozen or so plastic benches, and some oily stains on the wall tiles.

"Huang Ma, you have opened this place for more than 20 years, and you have never thought about renovating it?"

Huang Ma prepared ginger and vinegar dishes, brine peanuts and bowls and chopsticks, and sat next to Luo Yin.

"There is nothing to decorate, it's a waste of money. These plastic benches have to be replaced every month. You say that those people eat deliciously, but they insist on kicking their feet, and they break down in a few days. There are also benches. The hole in the middle, the butt is an awl, it's so annoying."

Uncle Huang brought over a large bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus paste and a basket of steamed dumplings, "You talk about you, Xiao Luo just came back and said something."

Luo Yin unceremoniously picked up a small steamed bun, dipped it in vinegar, and took a half bite. The meat filling was fat and thin, and the oily soup was soaked into the dough. eaten.

"How about it, my steamed stuffed bun still tastes the same?"

Luo Yin's mouth was full, he couldn't help nodding, and stretched out his thumb.

Huang Ma stirred the sweet-scented osmanthus paste to cool, and said, "Is it because of the house this time?"

Luo Yin ate a few in a row. At this time, he was thirsty. It happened that the sweet-scented osmanthus paste had cooled down a lot. After drinking two sips, he wiped his mouth and asked, "I always look at other places, it's not like this, that kind is white, it's not like this." Kind of transparent."

He still remembered that the morning after he was drunk, the food was so transparent.

Uncle Huang said, "After adding lotus root starch, it becomes a paste like this but also transparent. I was working on a ship back then. At that time, they used a big tank, boiled lotus root starch, sweet-scented osmanthus, jujube and shredded red dates, and added small glutinous rice balls. A bowl costs [-] cents. Nowadays, in order to save trouble and money, almost no one is willing to work hard."

Luo Yin took another sip, and it was sweeter than the bowl he ate before.

"Just demolish the house, please take care of it these few years."

"What are you talking about? If your mother hadn't rented it to us back then, you wouldn't have been able to eat these delicious foods without knowing where you would have wandered."

Hearing his wife mention it, Uncle Huang asked, "You came with your girlfriend last time, but not this time?"

The brine peanuts have been soaked for a long time, and the taste is particularly rich, salty and spicy. After Luo Yin chewed one, his taste buds were tingling.

"I broke up with her."

After speaking, I took a sip of the sweet osmanthus paste to dilute the taste.

Mama Huang and Uncle Huang looked at each other, wanting to ask more questions and understand Luo Yin's character, but Mama Huang enlightened me, "Let's divide it up, if the old one doesn't go, the new one doesn't come, the good ones will come later. When I was young, I had a good friend. After one after another, it’s not that I found the best one in the end.”

Uncle Huang glared angrily when he heard the first half of the sentence, but laughed foolishly when he heard the second half, and said, "Next time you have a good partner, bring us to see."

"Well, definitely."

Because Luo Yin came, Huang and his wife closed the door after Luo Yin finished eating.

The old house is a few streets behind, not too far away, the three of them walked and chatted all the way, and when they reached the door, Huang's mother gave Luo Yin the key, "Lao Huang and I will go back and change our clothes first, the key is here, the inside is very clean. "

"Thank you, Mama Huang."

The Huangs lived upstairs, so they went up first.

Luo Yin opened the anti-theft door, and then pushed open the wooden door inside. The tables, chairs, and electrical appliances in his eyes were intact.There is also a floral cloth covering the refrigerator head.The mattress in the bedroom is covered with a dust cover, and the Huangs are diligent in cleaning it, making it very tidy.

Luo Yin's room was much smaller, but it had a small balcony and was quite spacious.His desk is very different, the wooden board is both the tabletop and the cover, and when it is opened, it looks like a pocket inside.Huang's mother was very careful, and tied up his textbooks with newspapers, and marked the textbooks of which grades and subjects with thick pens.

After all these years, the newspapers are yellowed.As well as the album and the photos in it.

Turning over the first page is a black and white photo, with his name and birthday written in black pen.At that time, he had only been in this world for more than a month, with black and round eyes, slightly open mouth, chubby and silly, wearing a little tiger hat.Turning back is him and his mother year after year.His family had a good time, too, until his father appeared next to another woman with another child in their arms.

"Xiao Luo, are you in the house?"

"In the room."

Hearing Mama Huang's voice, Luo Yin put the photo album back to its original place, but found a small bulging paper bag.When you pour out the contents, it is an unremarkable gold ring.

Huang Ma walked up to him, saw the ring, and asked in surprise, "Where did you find this ring?"

Luo Yin pointed to the bottom of the table, "This is?"

"Oh, I've been looking for it for a long time. This is the ring your mother wore when she got married. I collected all her things, but I didn't find this one. I told you about it at the time, remember?"

Luo Yin thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't really remember, but I just need to find it."

He put the ring in his inner pocket, and Huang Ma handed him several booklets tightly wrapped in flannelette, "This is the deed, and some other documents, you put them away."

Luo Yin paused before reaching out to take it.

Huang's mother also saw those textbooks and photo albums, and all of them said with emotion, "Ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and you have grown into an adult, and you are more promising than my monkey. Count me as talkative, but I have seen you If I’m not very happy, I won’t smile like I used to.”

Luo Yin asked, "Is it obvious?"

Huang Ma wiped Luo Yin's brows vigorously, "You are all wrinkled into a Sichuan character here, you must be showing your face and losing your temper."

Luo Yin touched it, pretending to be stupid and bewildered, "Is there any?"

Huang's mother pretended to be angry, "You are too stubborn and hold everything in your heart. Although I don't understand your nonsense, at least you can open up your heart when you speak out. It's enough to live and look forward."

Luo Yin was about to blurt out for a moment, but he still didn't say a word when the words reached his lips.

"The past is over. I treat you like my own son. I just want you to live happily, which is better than anything else."

Luo Yin closed the table and sealed it together with those memories.

"I know, I'll be happy."

In the evening, after dinner at Huang's house, Luo Yin slept deeply on the wooden bed in the old house for the first time.

The next day, he returned with the fruit eggs stuffed by Huang's mother.Ever since Luo Yu started cooking, these things have always been indispensable at home.When he went back, there were two pairs of shoes at the door, which Luo Yu could take home, without being second-guessed.

Fortunately, he was in a good mood. After putting down the fruit and eggs, he went straight into the study and put away the deed and ring.

"Ah, your brother is back?"

"Well, I also brought eggs and fruit."

1 minutes of silence.

"Hurry up, the oil pan is smoking."

"Is it fried chili or fried meat?"

"Put the meat."

"Oil splashed on hands!"

"Come on, let me rinse with cold water."

Half an hour after the symphony of pots and pans, Luo Yu knocked on the door, "Brother, it's time to eat."

Luo Yin closed the notebook, walked to the living room, and sat down at the dining table.

Mo Mo came and went, and brought out four dishes. He put light and less oily and salty yam sliced ​​meat and steamed prawns in front of Luo Yin. The apron wiped his hands, "Eat slowly, I have to leave beforehand."

Luo Yin tapped on the table, "If you're not in a hurry, let's go together. Luo Yu will go and get another set of bowls and chopsticks."

After speaking, Luo Yu obeyed the order mechanically, while Mo Mo panicked and didn't know how to move his hands and feet, like a mouse blocked by a cat.

"Sit, I have something to ask you."''