light adaptation

In mid-July, the sun in Shuiyun City was dazzlingly bright. Ning Zhanmei turned on the air conditioner to a very low temperature, finished packing his things in the bedroom and prepared to sleep.

"Duk duk", Ning Zhuo knocked on the door and pushed it open, "Show eyebrows?"

Ning Zhan raised his eyebrows and looked over, "What's wrong?"

"Father will go to the work unit in the afternoon to handover. In the evening, we will go to Uncle Xu's house for dinner. You can rest for a while and don't oversleep in the afternoon." Ning Zhuo confessed.

"Okay, I'll set an alarm, what time?" he asked.

"Go downstairs at 05:30, remember to take the bag I put next to the coffee table."

"Success, remember." Ning Zhan nodded.

Ning Zhuo closed the door, Ning Zhanmei set the alarm with his mobile phone, put on the air-conditioning quilt and fell into a dream.

It wasn't until after five o'clock that he went downstairs with his bags that he realized that Xu's family was in the same neighborhood as their new home. Ning Zhuo led him there within 10 minutes.The elevator stopped on the fifteenth floor, and the door of Xu's house just opened. It seemed that Xu Yun's classmate was at home in the afternoon and was saying goodbye.

"Qian Nian is going back? Are you still being polite, why don't you leave after dinner." The woman in the room was still keeping her.

"I really don't want to eat anymore. My mother is cooking at home today." A boy carrying a light blue schoolbag was finishing changing his shoes, "Goodbye, auntie, goodbye uncle."

"Hey, Qian Nian will come again when you have time."

Bi Qiannian and Xu Yun bid farewell again, turned around and saw a middle-aged man and a tall boy of the same age walking towards this side, he froze for a moment, Xu Yun saw him not moving, looked forward, and shouted Uncle Ning.

Ning Zhuo responded with a smile, "Students coming to play at home?"

"Well, I came in the afternoon." Xu Yun replied.

"Hello, Uncle." Bi Qiannian greeted, stepped aside to open the door, and walked towards the elevator.

Ning Zhanmei turned sideways for him to pass, but the bag still scraped against the man's arm, and a red mark was drawn on the edge of the paper bag, which lay on Bai Nen's arm. He apologized, "I'm sorry."

Bi Qiannian looked up at him and smiled and said it's okay, bent two dimples, and then walked towards the elevator.Over there, Xu's mother called the Ning family and his son to come in for dinner, and Ning Zhan turned his eyebrows back and greeted the elders in the house.

"Come in quickly, the soup is just ready." Luo Xiaolan greeted them, seeing Ning Zhan standing with her eyebrows high, she sighed, "Zhan's eyebrows have grown taller again? He looks more and more like Junlan."

Xu Changhua glanced at his wife reproachfully, and Ning Zhuo was relieved to hear that, "It's getting more and more similar."

Zhao Junlan is the late mother of Ning Zhanmei, her health was not very good, and she passed away after giving birth to him. He heard these words a lot, and his family members often looked at his face and said that he was like his mother, showing a pure and simple heart. sentimental.

Ning Zhanmei handed the bag to Luo Xiaolan, Luo Xiaolan blamed him but did not refuse, "I'm so familiar, I still get a gift."

"Where is it? It's hard for you to taste the soup you made once. You have to be polite and don't drink it for nothing." Ning Zhan said with a smile.

Luo Xiaolan was happy to hear that, "Then you come here a few more times, you will live nearer here, and talk to Xu Yun a lot, if Qian Nian doesn't come to see him, I'm really afraid that he will be suffocated to death, just like his father."

The few people were already seated while they were talking, and Xu Yun had just finished serving the meal and brought it to the table, so he didn't make a sound to refute when he heard this.

Ning Zhuo laughed, "Where did you say Xiao Yun like that? Do they have their own personalities? Now young people like Xiao Yun, what is that called, high cold."

Ning Zhanmei sat next to Xu Yun, and pushed his arm, "It's cool." Xu Yun ignored him.

Luo Xiaolan was obviously very concerned, "What's more, those who don't know him may think that he is difficult to get along with. How can you make friends? Little girls who like him will be scared away."

Xu Changhua felt a little bit scolded after hearing this, and helped his son to refute, "There are no friends anymore, Qiannian is not good, and Xiaozhi, friends are good but not many, the three of them have been together for many years."

Ning Zhuo also agrees, "That's right, having many friends is better than staying with them for a long time and having deep feelings."

Luo Xiaolan thought it was the same, and still sighed, "It's true, Qian Nian and Xiao Yun met at the time when I was afraid that he couldn't speak well and reported to a small host class. It's been six years." She added, "Just the kid who just came home."

"Little host class?" Ning Zhanmei found it interesting, "Auntie, you are too much trouble."

"At that time, I was really afraid that he was too cold-tempered, and another lively kid who had been playing since he was a child didn't warm him up." Luo Xiaolan filled a bowl of soup for Ning and raised his eyebrows. As if suddenly remembering something, he turned to ask Ning Zhuo: "Hey, are you coming back to Shuiyun to fill the mayor's position?"

"Well, temporarily." Ning Zhuo nodded, "Sent down to check things."

Luo Xiaolan didn't mean to ask him about work, "Aren't Xiao Yun and Qian Nian in the small host class together in elementary school? Once I went to pick up Xiao Yun. Guess what happened?"

Xu Yun yelled helplessly: "Mom."

"Hey, Mom didn't say bad things about Qian Nian, you started to dislike me again." Luo Xiaolan put a piece of fish in Xu Yun's bowl, "At that time, there was a man in his early thirties, who looked very gentle, and called Qian Nian next to him. In the past, I frightened the child and dragged Xu Yun and refused to let go."

"Human traffickers?" Ning Zhanmei asked.

"No. I heard that man kept calling Qian Nian, and it was weird when he said that Dad was here, so I took Qian Nian with me. On the way, he cried intermittently, probably because he was frightened, so I asked him slowly. Who is the man? Do you know him? Only after asking him did he find out that it was really his father.

But since he was a child, he has never been with the mother and son. Qian Nian's mother was pregnant, and he ended the marriage with another woman in silence. At that time, Qian Nian's mother was seven or eight months old!We separated immediately after we found out.

Hey, how old do you think a child is?I just know these things, and I speak clearly while weeping, so sensible.He has a gentle personality, good grades, and good manners. My mother taught me really well.This dad is really nothing. "Luo Xiaolan was angry and sighed at this point. She also watched Bi Qiannian grow up, and she always felt distressed.

"Then when I was watching the news that day, a man on the TV looked familiar, and I realized that it was Qian Nian's father, who is now the deputy mayor. Looking at the scenery, who would think that he would do such a thing behind his back? Not many Personally know."

After hearing this, Ning Zhuo sighed, "The child looks quite sensible."

Ning Zhanmei was a little surprised. He only met the person in the story once, and he didn't expect such a past.

At the dinner table, the topic was changed again, talking about the development of Shuiyun City in recent years, and the clear and crisp sound of collision between chopsticks and dishes was the perfunctory sound of ordinary trivial matters that were not worth a long sigh.

Ning Zhanmei took it for granted, didn't feel bored, and even liked the mundane atmosphere of fireworks. He and his father were never lively living alone, but preferred to stay in the old house and listen to his aunt and grandfather bickering.

Thinking of this, he sighed in his heart. Lai Shuiyun almost ate meals by himself these past few days. Auntie came to the house to finish lunch and dinner and left quietly. The restaurant at home took a seat.

It's not that he's being hypocritical and needs someone to eat with him, but he thinks that the house should be more lively. For example, his aunt scolded him for being naughty, dragged him into long johns, and made a lot of noise.Maybe he didn't want to admit it, but he avoided living in a house with Ning Zhuo alone.

If it wasn't for Shuiyun City, he hypothesized that if it wasn't his mother's hometown, and there were no grandparents, he would prefer to stay at Zhiqiong's original school instead of following Ning Zhuo.

Bi Qiannian took the rickety bus and returned home for more than half an hour. The house in the family courtyard of the No. [-] Middle School in the city was a bit old, and the house he lived in was covered with creepers.

"Mom, I'm back." He called into the kitchen.

"Okay, ready to eat." Bi Qian brought a plate of green lettuce to the table, "Put the schoolbag in the house! Don't leave it in disorder, or you will have to clean it up later."

Bi Qiannian picked up the schoolbag that had just been stained with the sofa, went to the kitchen to fill up the meal, took the chopsticks, and turned on the fan next to the dining table.

"Are you still obedient at Xiao Yun's house this afternoon? Did you bother him?" Bi Qian took off her apron and sat down at the table.

"No, I did my math homework." He replied, and put the fried meat in front of Bi Qian. "Aunt Luo also froze watermelon."

"Remember to thank Auntie, I brought some ice cream back from get off work today, next time Xiaoyun comes over, remember to eat together." Bi Qian asked again, "Are you still going to the bookstore this summer?"

Bi Qiannian nodded, "Go, go over tomorrow to confirm, and buy the reference book by the way."

"Okay, mom only has Sundays off this summer vacation, and she's mostly in cram school, and she's always home for dinner. You should also remember to eat well at other times," Bi Qian reminded.

"Well, remember."

The two chatted without a word about work and study. After the meal, Bi Qiannian cleaned up the dishes and washed them with dish soap in the kitchen. The foam and grease stuck to his long straight fingers.

He followed Xu Yun to write mathematics all afternoon. He was a little tired and his thoughts were scattered. He lowered his eyes and turned on the tap to make foam. The cold water soaked his arm and brought a faint pain. He turned his forearm and found that it was In the afternoon, at the door of Xu Yun's house, it was scratched by a paper bag.Not deep, but not cut clean either.

He didn't know the boy carrying the bag, his surname seemed to be Ning?Xu Yun doesn't like sweets. Last year during the Chinese New Year holiday, he received two chocolates and gave them directly to Bi Qiannian and Tong Zhi. He mentioned the name of the friend who gave the chocolates. It seemed that there was Ning, maybe it was this, he didn't remember much. Clear, just let yourself guess wildly.

His mind has always been active, and then he began to think about what to eat tomorrow morning. For the steamed buns downstairs, he should go to Hongsheng Plaza to eat ramen.I'm craving mung bean cakes, the ones from Qingqing Bakery, but unfortunately they're a bit expensive, he rinses the plates, and decides to buy them after he finishes his work at the bookstore and pays off his wages.When school starts, I will also buy a box for Tong Zhi, so forget about Xu Yun, he doesn't like sweet ones.

Bi Qiannian saw the branches of the old tree swaying slightly through the screen window, and the room was a little dark, but he didn't bother to turn on the lights.Will the tree still grow taller?He turned off the tap and put the bowl in the closet.It seems that the tree has been so tall since he started washing dishes, it can be seen every day, and it is also green every summer.In a flash of inspiration, he came to a conclusion that was not like a conclusion. It is uncertain whether the tree has grown or not. He must have grown it over the years, and he is somewhat complacent.

Then he sighed softly, it was another summer, the leaves were green again, and there was no difference every year, I just grew up in one place, when he stopped growing taller, the passage of time seemed to be the same. There was a predictable stillness.He has never thought of leaving here, and he has already passed the feeling of being bored, and regards the trees and clouds in Shuiyun City as part of his body.

Bi Qiannian opened the glass door of the kitchen and walked out.

As dusk fell, the father and son of the Ning family bid farewell and went home, the street lights gradually turned on, and there were a lot of mosquitoes in the summer in the south, Ning Zhanmei listened to Luo Xiaolan's instructions, and went to the supermarket to buy a bottle of toilet water.When they got home, Ning Zhuo told him to go to bed early, and the two went into the house separately.

Bi Qiannian packed up the dishes and went into his room, the moment he turned on the light, he squinted his eyes because of the strong light.He sweated a lot in the kitchen, took his clothes and prepared to take a shower, the shower in the bathroom was already a little rusty.

Summer in Shuiyun City seems to be the same forever, ice watermelon and sweet ice cream, hot wind blowing from the river, a tricycle rolling over the hot ground, there is a faint clicking sound, a large tree shade spreads on the road, the crowd is lazy, Afternoon's tail drags long.It continued to work dully, waiting for a summer rainstorm to wash everything clean and simmer the last wave of heat.

Some people are still struggling to adapt to the humid air and mosquitoes when they first arrive, while some people are used to it and feel that there is no end to it year after year.