innocent year

Qiushi didn't expect that the old man who lived in Taiping Mountain in Hong Kong could say the name of this joke accurately.He really wanted to ask the other party, but he opened his mouth and closed it again.

Zheng Hongzhuo seemed to see the curiosity of the outsider, raised his hand to signal the butler to leave, and then commanded: "Push me over."

Qiushi had no choice but to obey, and slowly pushed the old man to the towering huge transparent glass wall.The turbulent sunshine outside was pouring down, and the garden was full of red roses that were in full bloom, embellishing the Victoria Harbor in the distance beautifully and charmingly.

"When I was young, there was a person..." Zheng Hongzhuo looked far away, and said slowly, "He always disliked me for not eating good food, and would drop a book bag in front of me if he came or not. Later, I simply took him to my house Back kitchen, let him make those delicious-sounding things. He looked very threatening at the time, but he only brought out a bowl of sticky rice for a long time. I asked him what it was, and his expression It is very inscrutable, and I can only say that it has a lot of history. Only the emperor is qualified to drink it, and it is called 'Pearl, Emerald, White Jade Soup'."

Qiushi listened carefully to the old man's memories, and found it both warm and funny.

Zheng Hongzhuo's expression also became gentle: "As soon as I drank the first sip, I almost went to see God. He put his hips on his hips and laughed, very proud, and then told me the story you just told." The old man In the middle of talking, I suddenly asked nervously, "How is it? Is it boring?"

Qiu Shi hurriedly shook her head.

Zheng Hongzhuo then continued: "Later, I made Pasteis de Nata for him. This is a traditional dessert in Lisbon, my mother's hometown. My father likes to eat it very much, so she often makes it. This is the only thing she taught me thing."

The word Pasteis?de?Nata is inexplicably familiar.Qiushi felt that he must have heard it somewhere, but he couldn't think of it for a while.

"I am very proficient in my movements. I did everything from rolling the dough to mixing the custard by myself, which made him dumbfounded." Zheng Hongzhuo smiled. Standing by the side, sticking out your nose and sniffing hard, like a child."

Described by Zheng Hongzhuo in this way, even Qiushi seemed to smell the fragrant and sweet smell.

"After the food came out of the oven, I sprinkled it with sugar and a little cinnamon and gave it to him while it was still hot. He liked it so much that he ate four of them in one go without burning his mouth."

"Later, he often asked me to make Pasteis de Nata. But I relied on rare goods to live in, and I always asked him to meet some of my exaggerated demands before he would cook." Zheng Hongzhuo sighed, "Time drives people Old, decades go by in a blink of an eye. During this period, no matter how much I want to do it again for him, I have no chance."

Between the fire and the light, a numbness suddenly rose from the soles of Qiu Shi's feet, and spread to the scalp in an instant.Accompanied by goosebumps all over his body, in this extravagantly cold mansion, beads of sweat from Qiushi's forehead and nose tip squirmed down like bugs.

"Of course she is beautiful. She has half-length curly hair, brown-green pupils, and extremely long eyelashes. But her lips are very thin, and she looks ruthless by nature."

"Foreigners?"

"That's right, a Chinese-Portuguese mixed race."

Qiushi felt that he had inadvertently spied Zheng Hongzhuo's secret, and knew who the "he" the other party was talking about.But this is too coincidental, too incredible.Qiu Shi even felt a kind of shuddering horror.

He looked at Zheng Hongzhuo, his heartbeat was completely out of rhythm.

"Zheng Sheng... the person you are talking about is Guan Shijun, the youngest in the family?"

Suddenly, Qiu Shi's wrist was clamped by Zheng Hongzhuo, and that old bony hand looked like a withered bone but possessed tremendous strength.The sharp pain made Qiushi sure that he guessed right.

Zheng Hongzhuo's eyes were so wide that they almost fell out of their eye sockets. The brown-green eyeballs seemed to have been dazzled by the high beams of a car, and the pupils had not yet fully adjusted.He gouged out Qiushi for a moment with too terrifying eyes, then immediately turned his head to look at Hua Jiahui.

"You recruited this person from Beijing, didn't you? You investigated me specifically to collect debts?"

Qiushi thinks that Zheng Hongzhuo must be confused because he is too anxious.Speaking of which, even the old city gates and walls in Beijing today no longer exist, let alone the emotional entanglements that have been buried in the world?How to check?Where to check?Holmes was also helpless.

Before Hua Jiahui could speak, Qiu Shi hurriedly comforted the old man who was almost out of control: "Zheng Sheng, Lord Jiu ate Pasteis de Nata later."

"What did you say?" Zheng Hongzhuo was shocked again.

"Really, I didn't lie to you." Qiu Shi pointed to Hua Jiahui who was completely out of condition, "Brother Jiahui took the plane from Macau to Beijing. I gave the whole box of egg tarts to Master Jiu. Grandpa cried after eating, but I can still see that he is actually very happy, but..." Qiu Shi smiled, "He was distasteful, saying that it was cold and not delicious, and then that he lacked cinnamon , not authentic."

"It's him! He's always like this, duplicity!" Zheng Hongzhuo became excited, and a long-lost color appeared on his pale cheeks.But he still refused to let go of Qiushi's wrist, as if as soon as he let go, everything would disappear.

"Did you bring Margaret or Andrew?" Zheng Hongzhuo hurriedly asked Hua Jiahui.

Hua Jiahui quickly replied: "Zheng Sheng, it's Andrew, Margaret is a bit too sweet."

"Okay," Zheng Hongzhuo nodded vigorously again and again, "Andrew is good, good..." Except for the word "good" one after another, he couldn't say any more adjectives.

half an hour.

"Shijun, he..." Zheng Hongzhuo looked at Qiushi, in addition to Yingying's anticipation, there was more anxiety and uneasiness in his eyes, "Are you still there?"

The scene that Qiushi tried to avoid recalling was finally forced to appear in front of his eyes at this moment.

"Zheng Sheng, Master Jiu left three years ago. But he left very peacefully, as if he was asleep."

Zheng Hongzhuo finally let go of his hand, and his whole body was deflated on the wheelchair like a deflated balloon.

Qiu Shi took out a black wallet from the inside pocket of his coat.There are two photos hidden here.One is a reduced version of the family portrait of four people; the other is the half of the photo that Master Jiu was holding before he left.He handed the latter over.

"When Master Jiu left, he was still holding it in his hand."

Zheng Hongzhuo took it tremblingly, stared at the photo for a long time before saying softly: "Tell me about him. How do you know each other?"

So Qiu Shi started talking about the first encounter in the chaos of war.During the process, he was sensitively aware that Zheng Hongzhuo would greedily absorb every word he said, and use it to fill the vacuum between the two of them.So Qiu Shi spoke as slowly as possible, telling the other party all the details that he could remember.

Time passed like this for a long time, and no one felt hungry.And when Zheng Hongzhuo heard that Lord Jiu said that he would scatter the ashes into the sea, he finally burst into tears and couldn't help himself.Qiushi knew that Zheng Hongzhuo could understand the other person's heart without explaining himself.

I have finished the suffering of this life, I have survived the difficult days and nights, and I have kept the promise of my life.Lover who is far away from the mountains and seas, I am finally free, and I can go to you.

"Is it the last journey you sent Shijun?" Zheng Hongzhuo asked amidst sobs.

Qiushi held back his nose and replied, "Yes. In Tianjin Port, the weather was fine that day."

"Thank you," Zheng Hongzhuo murmured, "Thank you, Ah... Ah Qiu?"

"Yes, my name is Aqiu." Qiu Shi nodded.

"Okay, Aqiu." Zheng Hongzhuo took a deep breath, wiped away his tears, and said, "For the bills owed by Leung, I will order someone to call the account of the Lisboa VIP Hall directly. As for the 300 million at the bottom of the gambling table in private," he said Looking at Hua Jiahui, he said concisely, "I won't make it difficult for you."

"Thank you Zheng Sheng." Hua Jiahui solemnly thanked him.

"But in the future, I won't be in charge of Leung's life or death. So you don't need to sign any more contracts with him."

"I understand," Hua Jiahui said, "Please trust me, Zheng Sheng. From now on, no one under my command will touch Zheng Ziliang again."

Zheng Hongzhuo sighed, and looked at Qiushi again: "Aqiu, you have been by Shijun's side for the last few years. I can feel that he likes you very much. That's why I sent you here to tell me about him. News. Ah Qiu, if you have anything you want, just tell me, and I will do my best to satisfy you. In this way, I will have more confidence after meeting Shijun.”

Just as Qiu Shi was about to speak, suddenly there was a burst of high and low coughs from Hua Jiahui.The translation is - Xiluzai! dream house ah! dream? car ah!50 years less struggle!Think it over for me before you speak!

Qiushi couldn't help but smiled, then looked at Zheng Hongzhuo and said seriously: "Zheng Sheng, Jiuye said that after you left, he burned all the photos. So I only have one wish, that is, to see you and him together The way we were together."