innocent year

Qiushi met Hua Jiahui at the west entrance of Zhiyuan Hutong.At that time, the latter was asking for directions in not-so-standard Mandarin.

When the neighbor heard the other party ask Chen Lei's family, his face immediately showed embarrassment, but he tilted his head and saw Qiu Shi who came back from school.The neighbor hurriedly raised his hand and pointed: "What's inside, their family is here. You can ask the child, see you later." Then he rode on the bike and left.

Hua Jiahui looked in the direction of his finger, and was immediately shocked by the tall young man under the street lamp.He was stunned for a while, and then he looked surprised: "Xiao Luzi? Are you this old?"

It seems that someone called himself that many years ago.Qiushi approached the stranger step by step with doubts until he saw the small earring on the other's right ear.

"You are..." Some memories quickly revived in Qiushi's mind, and he blurted out, "Hua Jiahui?!"

"It's big and small, it's Brother Jiahui," the man corrected with a smile, and then sighed, "It's the North boy after all. I haven't seen you in a few years and he is taller than me." He asked again, "How are you? How is Brother Chen?" ?”

Sudden sadness broke into Qiu Shi's heart.He wanted to answer with a smile, all of us are fine.Then they took this person who had been with them through life and death into the courtyard, and let mom and Uncle Lei guess who it was?

Unfortunately, God did not wish.

And when Hua Jiahui heard about the accident three years ago, his expression gradually changed from shock to embarrassment.

"You are the only one left in the family now?" he asked, "I remember there was a boy at the time."

Qiushi remembered Xu Minghai's words that night, and then said masochistically: "No... only me is left."

Hua Jiahui then proposed to have a meal to reminisce about the old days, and the two came to the Great Wall Hotel together.

At this moment, Qiu Shi was sitting opposite Hua Jiahui, and when he heard the other party ask if he could call himself "Aqiu", he nodded in recognition of this new address.

"That time was really thrilling," Hua Jiahui raised his wine glass and clinked it with Qiu Shi, "It's a pity that I never had the chance to come to Beijing again. I just remember that Brother Chen said that you live in Zhiyuan Hutong, and I don't know anything else."

"Brother Jiahui, are you coming back with the boss to visit relatives this time?" Qiu Shi asked.

"This time I came here by myself. There is a difficult client who needs me to come forward to solve it."

Qiu Shi took a sip of the clear fruity liquid and asked casually, "Are you in debt?"

Hua Jiahui coughed unexpectedly, then put down his glass, and looked at the person in front of him seriously.

"I still keep the Lisboa chip you gave me back then," Qiu Shi explained. "I was young and ignorant at that time. After watching a basket of Hong Kong movies about fighting and killing, I understood."

"Understand what?" Hua Jiahui smiled and picked up the napkin on his lap to wipe his mouth.

"You are..." Qiu Shi looked around and said in a low voice, "Macao underworld."

"Hahaha..." Hua Jiahui almost burst into tears, "Sure enough, I watch a lot of fighting movies."

"Isn't it?" Qiu Shi asked.

"The gaming industry is legitimate in Macau. We pay taxes legally and are protected by the government and the police," Hua Jiahui explained.

At this time, the steaming pizza was served, and Hua Jiahui picked up a piece and put it on the plate in front of Qiushi.

The thin and crispy pizza in your mouth is completely different from what you have eaten before.But Qiushi still prefers the thick pies of Pizza Hut, and the people around him who are trying to suck up the noodles.

Qiushi lost his mind, and then said: "But gambling is not a good thing."

"Smoking and drinking are not good things," Hua Jiahui took out Marlboro and a lighter from his pocket, put them on the table, and asked with a smile, "So what?"

Qiushi is noncommittal.

"However, you guessed right, I am indeed here to collect the bill." Hua Jiahui helped Qiu Shi cut the steak again, revealing the tender red flesh inside, "We who do this kind of work are called '' Junket Operator'."

This was far beyond Qiushi's knowledge, and he shook his head to express his incomprehension.

"Have you seen Fa Ge's "God of Gamblers"? "Hua Jiahui asked.

"The one about his amnesia?"

"Yes, Andy Lau's Chen Xiaodao is Junket Operator. He relies on people to gamble money to 'pump'."

Immediately afterwards, Hua Jiahui briefly popularized the development history of Macau and the gaming industry culture to the ignorant young handsome boy.And because Master Jiu mentioned that his lover is of Chinese-Portuguese mixed race, Qiu Shi also took this opportunity to ask about the "Portuguese people".

"Are you going to go to university next year?"

The topic gradually shifted to Qiushi.

After getting an affirmative answer, Hua Jiahui couldn't help feeling: "Study is a good thing. I came out to find food when I was a teenager. I didn't go to school very much. I'm a rough person. So I'm very happy for you."

"Brother Jiahui, you look gentle and dignified, like a big boss." Qiu Shi spoke from his heart.

"Silly boy, in this era, one always respects clothes first and then others. If you don't dress up to complement your head, how can you deal with those wealthy customers? For no reason, you should be three points shorter first." Hua Jiahui said as he took off the gold thread Holding the glasses in his hand and smiling, "It's just for modeling."

Without the deliberate modification of the lenses, Hua Jiahui seemed to be a different person, and his eyes, which were inexplicably similar to Xu Minghai's, appeared piercing and radiant.

Qiu Shi was stunned for a moment, as if he saw Boss Xu, who was in high spirits a few years later.He didn't realize it until Hua Jiahui waved his hand in front of his eyes, so he quickly flattered him: "Brother Jiahui, you are more handsome than Brother Fa."

"Speaking is like a wave of oil. It's easy to know people and make people happy." Hua Jiahui smiled and talked about a foreign language that Qiushi couldn't understand.

The meal was very pleasant, and Qiu Shi felt a little more relaxed after suppressing it for a long time.After the meal, Hua Jiahui sent him back to Zhiyuan Alley, and then took out an exquisite cardboard box from the car.

"The egg tarts I bought specially before boarding the plane don't taste as good as they did when they were just out of the oven. But try it with your heart."

"Thank you Brother Jiahui." Qiu Shi took it over.

"Also," Hua Jiahui took out another business card, "This is my mobile phone number in mainland China. If you need help, don't be afraid to call me anytime."

Qiushi picked it up and saw that it said XX Travel Company, with Hua Jiahui's name, phone number and position on it.He nodded and carefully put the business card into the inside pocket of his schoolbag.

"I've finished my work here this time, and I have to go back. If you come again next time, can you show me around?" Hua Jiahui asked.

"No problem, I'll be the tour guide."

When we parted, Hua Jiahui poked his head out of the car window: "Brother Jiahui will have one last word with you, if...you don't find me annoying."

Qiu Shi hurriedly shook her head.

"Aqiu, I think you are a little unhappy. In fact, when I was your age, I lived in pain every day. But thinking about it now, many things can only be achieved by taking a step back. I hope that when I see you again next time , you can get up happy."

Qiushi didn't want to hear the saying "take a step back" again, and felt an indescribable pain in her heart.

"Okay, I'm done." Hua Jiahui waved his hand, "Xi Luzi, bye-bye!"

"bye-bye."

Qiushi watched Hua Jiahui's car leave, then turned and walked home.As soon as he entered the courtyard, he happened to see Xu Minghai smoking under the tree.The two looked at each other unpreparedly, their eyes were unreliable, like fog.

Just as Xu Minghai was about to say something, Qiu Shi immediately lowered his eyes, and went straight into Jiuye's room with an egg tart.The person inside is holding the chatterbox and closing his eyes to listen to the excerpt.Qiu Shi forced himself to sort out his mood, and opened the box to the old man as if offering a treasure.

"Master Jiu, do you know what this is?"

The old man opened his eyes slightly, saw the thing in front of him in a daze for a moment, then murmured: "Pasteis? de? Nata."

"Ah?" Qiu Shi was a little confused, "What did you say?"

Master Jiu took the box and lifted an egg tart with trembling hands: "Fruit, where did you get it?"

Qiu Shi didn't go into details, but only emphasized: "It's 'flying' from Macau, you should try it soon."

Master Jiu looked at it for a while, with an expression as if he was appraising an antique.Then he put the egg tart back and forth into his toothless mouth, closed his eyes, and carefully sipped and sipped the memory.

Before Qiushi had time to ask "Is it delicious?", two lines of tears were slowly flowing from the old man's eyes along the wrinkles.Qiushi didn't expect Master Jiu to eat the egg tarts to have such an effect, so he couldn't help being stunned.

The room suddenly became quiet, only the old-fashioned desk clock ticking off the seconds.

After a long time, the old man wiped his face with the back of his hand, curled his lips and said, "Huh! It's cold. And it lacks the smell of cinnamon, it's not authentic!"

Hearing Master Jiu's condemnation in his usual critical tone, Qiu Shi felt relieved.He chatted with Master Jiu for a while, then got up and went back to do his homework.

Before leaving the door, Qiu Shi heard Master Jiu calling himself softly: "Little Guozi."

He turned back quickly.

The raised lines at the corners of Master Jiu's mouth made him look like an innocent old child.

"Thank you, Master Jiu."

Not knowing why, Qiushi just felt sad.He tried his best to smile: "You like to eat, I will ask a friend to bring it for you next time."

After Qiushi finished speaking, he pushed the door and went out. Unexpectedly, Xu Minghai was still standing under the tree, with a contradictory attitude of pricking up his ears and carelessness.Qiu Shiquan pretended not to see it, so he lowered his head and walked towards the south room.

The two passed each other, and a faint scent of wine wafted past Xu Minghai's nose.

Subconsciously, Xu Minghai grabbed Qiu Shi's arm, stretched out his head and smelled the other's mouth, his eyebrows immediately raised up: "What's going on? You went out to drink with someone late at night?!"