【Lou Cheng】 How easy is another day

After this battle, the young master of the Ming family has completely become the demon king in the eyes of many people. He can murder, set fire and scold mothers for his own family; Added a great reputation of "the madman who ran to Nanjing to make a scene because of the lace news".As a result, many families in Shanghai who prided themselves on being upright gradually alienated themselves from the Ming family.In this regard, Ming Jing was so busy that he wanted to divide it into seven or eight people, and had no time to deal with the subtleties of these relationships, and Ming Lou never cared about these things—the family was divided, and he had a lot of uncles and uncles. Cousins ​​are going to take care of interpersonal relationships, and if they can let their sister and him go, that is thankful. Amitabha God blesses whichever gods are blessed by him, and he will worship there.

What's more, he has other responsibilities to bear now: Ah Cheng's health has recovered, and it's time to learn to read and write.

Minglou never forgot the oath he made back then, the promise he made to his sister and himself.

He felt that he could not give Ah Cheng a comprehensive enlightenment, so he and Ding Jing selected two tutors for Ah Cheng, and they would teach Ah Cheng Chinese and Western studies in one or two days.Before the next decision, Ding Jing was a little worried, fearing that Ming Lou's impatience would backfire on Ah Cheng's education, which is not beautiful.But Ming Lou was very sure about this, and said to Ming Jing, "Ah Cheng can handle it. Not only can he handle it, but I'm afraid it will surprise you, eldest sister."

Hearing what he said, Ming Jing half-heartedly agreed.

This time, Minglou was right.

In fact, Ming Lou never missed anything about Ah Cheng.

Mingjing always likes to say that the Ming family grows flowers and peonies, and the grass is bluegrass, but Minglou looks at Ah Cheng and always feels that what he brought back is a tree. As long as he is given the land, sunshine and water, it will grow deep and leafy. The sky was covered with shade.He decided to give everything to Ah Cheng: knowledge is his water and sunshine, giving him the strength to grow; while the Ming family is his land, allowing him to take root deeply.

He witnessed Ah Cheng growing at an astonishing speed, learning all knowledge tirelessly and even greedily.This made Minglou happy on the one hand, and annoyed Aunt Gui on the other - if it wasn't for her, this child would be better, healthier, freer and more carefree.But Minglou is not in a hurry. Ah Cheng is a free individual, and he will eventually get everything he has lost, such as laughter, freedom, and love.

As the cold comes and the summer goes, the scars will heal, the hatred will fade away, and the previous bruises will eventually become an indestructible armor, making people stronger and more fearless.Before they knew it, they really became a close family. At the dinner table, they were laughing and chattering. Ah Cheng called Ming Lou Big Brother, and Ming Jing was naturally the eldest sister. Only Ming Tai occasionally messed around, thinking Ah Cheng was not as tall as him, "Brother Ah Cheng" is always awkward and reluctant.At this time, Ah Cheng smiled and let him go.

Mingjing is always very pleased when he sees this, and complains to Minglou pretending to be angry: "Look, you are a big brother, you are not as sensible as Ah Cheng, and you don't know how to be humble to your younger brother."

Minglou looked taught, glanced at Mingtai inadvertently, and smiled at him as if nothing had happened. The latter immediately tensed up like a mouse seeing a cat.

Minglou thought, things in this world are really one thing, the eldest sister has nothing to do with Mingtai, Mingtai is afraid of him and Ah Cheng, Ah Cheng is afraid of the eldest sister, only herself, and no one is afraid.

Oh, Ah Cheng is not afraid of him, Ah Cheng is always close to him.

It is really unreasonable to talk about the relationship between people. The three brothers obviously have no blood relationship, but they are so close. God has destined them to become a family, and they will become the younger brother of the elder sister. They will be reunited all their lives. will separate.

Minglou, who was half a teenager, looked at the bustling dining table and was satisfied.

When Ah Cheng was 13 years old, he caught up with the progress of his peers with his amazing intelligence. The two tutors admired him very much. They almost unanimously suggested to the head of the family Mingjing that Ah Cheng should suspend the tutoring class. to study.

The reason given by the teacher who taught Chinese studies is: "Your brother is very talented and has the talent of never forgetting, and he will become a great weapon in the future. When the dragon returns to the sea as soon as possible, and the eagle soars in the blue sky, then it is the right way."

The teacher who taught Western learning said: "Ah Cheng is very smart, but smart people are often lonely. It is best to ask him to make more friends. If he has more friends, he will naturally be more cheerful. It will be of great benefit to him physically and mentally."

But they didn't know that Mingjing couldn't be the master of Ah Cheng's education, Mingjing didn't make a sound after listening to it, and agreed one by one, then turned to discuss with Minglou.

Ming Lou was only 16 years old that year, but he was already very capable of making up his mind.On the one hand, Ming Jing lamented his younger brother's sensibility, but on the other hand, he also felt a little guilty. He was still a child, but he had to grow up quickly.

Minglou listened carefully to his elder sister's recounting of the tutor's opinion, and when he heard that "intelligent people are often lonely", he frowned slightly, and smiled: "The gentlemen all know Ah Cheng. Let's listen to their opinions."

Ming Jing also knew that Ah Cheng was smart, so he asked Minglou, "Which school should I go to?"

Minglou replied, "Ask Ah Cheng himself."

Ming Jing rolled his eyes at him: "Then there's no need to ask, he admires you, and he must go to your school."

Minglou laughed: "Is my school not good?"

As an older sister, I just like to see my younger brother with such a confident expression, as if the world belongs to him, and the future also belongs to him.But she kept her eldest sister's duties in mind, and poured cold water on her appropriately: "Okay, okay. The three boys from our Ming family all went to the same school. Let me tell you, St. John's junior class is also pretty good, and they will be able to study in the United States in the future. "

Minglou took her arm and said affectionately, "My dear sister, you can let Ah Cheng make up his own mind."

Ding Spiegel's prediction was not wrong at all.Ah Cheng heard that his brothers and sisters wanted him to take the exam, so he was quiet for a while, nodded and said, yes.

Ming Jing looked at Minglou on the side, and continued to ask with a pleasant face: "Mr. Yuan said that you can go to middle school with children of the same age. Ah Cheng, which school do you want to take the exam? My sister will find a way to enroll you."

"Xuhui."

Although this is the expected answer, Ding Spiegel still wants to fight for his original intention: "Has St. John thought about it? That is also a good school."

Mingcheng turned his head to look at Minglou, but said nothing.

Seeing this, Minglou stepped forward and put his arms around Ah Cheng's shoulders: "Then read Xuhui."

Hearing this, Ah Cheng turned to look at Minglou, and asked softly, "What if I don't pass the exam?"

"You must pass the exam." Minglou encouraged him, and seeing his sister was still there, he silently swallowed "Mingtai can pass the exam".

Mingjing and Minglou accompanied Ah Cheng on the day of his exam in Xuhui.Xuhui would not accept a child like him who had never been to a regular school, but the Ming family had helped the school a lot in the past, and the principal had heard that Ah Cheng was exceptionally smart, so he loved talents and made an exception. I gave an interview and promised that as long as I pass the qualifications, I can come to go through the admission procedures.

The principal knew the boys from the Ming family, all of them were tall and healthy, and there was no trace of worldly worries and troubles in their smiles, so when he saw Ah Cheng for the first time, he couldn't help being a little surprised: so thin and small, he could be called weak, A full circle younger than children of the same age, he didn't smile, and stood quietly between Mingjing and Minglou, with a somewhat indifferent expression.There is maturity and forbearance in the eyes that 13-year-old children do not have.

But he was polite, bowed politely, and said hello in French.There is a little accent, but the pronunciation is standard, and the enunciation is clear and powerful.

The headmaster first tested him in French, and then changed to English. Later, he found out that he also knew a little Italian.After the foreign language test, he was asked to write and write "Song of Righteousness" silently. Seeing that his handwriting had the shadow of Chu Suiliang, the principal couldn't help asking: "What kind of papers do you usually write?"

Ah Cheng answered honestly, keeping his hands on his hands: "The most Lin Xiaowang. Xiaokai often Lin Yuban thirteen lines."

"I think you are more like Chu Suiliang."

Acheng replied again: "Well, the teacher who taught me said that although Chu Henan is a scholar, he is not a sycophant when facing the imperial power. , get twice the result with half the effort."

The principal laughed when he heard this: "Your words make a lot of sense, sir."

Ah Cheng quickly glanced at Ming Lou beside him, seeing the smile on his lips, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and then quickly disappeared.

The principal went on to test him for science.Ah Cheng finished mathematics and geography, barely did some physics, and almost handed in blank papers in biology and chemistry.

Glancing at his paper, the principal was not in a hurry to express his opinion, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Young master, let's go back today, and I will show your paper to the teacher in charge. They have made up their minds, and the office will print it out." Call your house."

Ah Cheng hadn't felt such frustration for a long time, and there was a subject he didn't know at all. He bit his lip and nodded: "Thank you, principal."

Minglou knew from his expression that he was sad, but after all, he was in front of the teacher, so he couldn't say anything, so he gently pulled his hand, sending a comfort that only the two of them knew.

Ming Jing exchanged a few more pleasantries with the principal, and the three siblings left.Ah Cheng, who hadn't made a sound for a long time before leaving the house, suddenly said, "Sir, if I fail the exam, please tell me the books used in school, and give me a chance to learn by myself."

The headmaster was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Young people are very ambitious. It is necessary to have such a competitive spirit."

This is not a compliment in Ah Cheng's ears.It's just that he was used to being patient and hiding, so he bowed again and left with his brothers and sisters.

On the way home, Ming Jing saw Ah Cheng depressed and speechless, and comforted him with a smile: "Ah Cheng will definitely pass the exam. During the foreign language test, the principal kept smiling and nodding."

Ah Cheng held Minglou's hand tightly, without saying a word.

Ming Jing said again: "Little man, don't worry too much. It won't be anything special. If you know how to go to high school, you can go to university directly. I'm going to Suzhou tomorrow, and I'll bring you the Eight Immortals to eat when I come back. I explain Lou, you are the big brother, you should say something."

Minglou smiled, and said again: "Ah Cheng will definitely pass the exam."

Ming Jing was not sure about his look and tone, but he didn't want to make Ah Cheng more depressed, so he hurriedly said, "Of course I will pass the exam. In this way, it happens that school is about to end, let's wait for Mingtai, and then go to Sullivan to eat together." How about some snacks?"

Of course Ah Cheng knew that his sister was trying to comfort him, so he smiled obediently and went to hold Ming Jing's hand: "Okay. I want to eat ice."

"I can only eat one portion. I know Minglou is shameless, and I want two portions if I take you to eat." Mingjing stared at Minglou pretending to be angry.

There was no news for several days after the exam.Minglou knew that Ah Cheng was a little bitter in his heart, but he didn't reveal it.

One day the two brothers were flipping through books on the sofa, Ah Cheng fell asleep on the sofa because of something on his mind, with his forehead resting on Minglou's leg, like a little beast.He doesn't like to be close to people, but for Minglou, it's totally different.It's as if Mingtai always went to Mingjing when he had nightmares. If Ah Cheng occasionally dreamed about what happened when he was still at Aunt Gui's place in the middle of the night, he would sleep next to Minglou, with his cold hands and feet against him, until he put himself Iron warm.Year after year, both Ming Lou and Ah Cheng are used to this kind of intimacy and trust.

Seeing him in a daze, Minglou couldn't help but push him, and called him: "Ah Cheng, come, read this sentence to me."

After speaking, he handed him the book in his hand.It was "Inferno" from "Divine Comedy", and he just turned to the third chapter.

Ah Cheng sat up, brushed away his sleepy forehead hair, leaned forward to read Minglou's sentence with his fingers, and read it word by word: "Lasciate ognisperanza, voich'entrate..."

This sentence was read out of his mouth, very softly.He thought for a while and said: "'Those who enter this gate should give up all hope'."

Minglou was startled, and then said after a while, "Come on, scroll down... to No. 15."

Ah Cheng read obediently while scrolling down. Minglou originally wanted to distract him, so he didn't listen very seriously until Virgil's famous teaching was read out:

Quisiconvien lasciareognesospetto, ogneviltà convienchequisiamorta.

"Here is where all doubts and fears are put away.... where cowardice is to be put away..."

After reading this, Ah Cheng stopped for some reason, and looked at Minglou with some doubts.

For no reason, Minglou's heart trembled.He looked at Ah Cheng, also without any smile.

The ringing of the phone woke up the two brothers who were looking at each other, but they seemed to be intimidated by the power of the ancient poems, and neither of them moved, allowing the ringing to resound throughout the living room.

Later, it was Ming Jing who hurried down from upstairs to answer the phone.After putting down the phone, Ming Jing went to the study and knocked on the door. Seeing that Minglou and Ah Cheng were still not moving, they suddenly smiled: "Ah Cheng, congratulations! The school called just now, you can go to school next month Already!"

These words were like a chisel, cutting through the sudden stalemate.Ah Cheng stood up as if waking up from a dream: "Huh?"

Ming Jing smiled and walked up to him and hugged him: "Silly boy, you passed the exam!"

At this time the phone rang again, Ming Jing was busy congratulating Ah Cheng, and shouted for someone to pick it up.After a while, Mama Zhang came over and asked them: "Eldest Miss, Eldest Young Master, Master Ah Cheng, the school came to ask just now, what is Master Ah Cheng's full name?"

"You still want to ask me? Of course Ah Cheng has the same surname as the Ming family, so the name is Ming Cheng."

"Mingcheng."

The siblings were long and short, anxious and slow, but in unison, they gave answers that no one could take for granted.

End of this article

Chapter 20 The night of fennel and silver in fragments / Lanochedeanísyplata ([-])

In 35, the three brothers of the Ming family spent Christmas in Spain.

The trip to Spain came unexpectedly: the reason was in October.After a game, a friend Minglou met on the tennis court accidentally heard that he had lived in Europe for several years but had never been to Spain, so he invited him to his home for the holidays with the enthusiasm and free will of the Spaniards.

Minglou declined at first, saying that there are two younger brothers in the family and they cannot be left behind during the holidays.Unexpectedly, this Spanish friend didn't take it seriously: "That would be even better! If the three of you come together, my mother will be very happy!"

After he finished speaking, he babbled about the customs of celebrating Christmas in many families, and enthusiastically described the customs and customs of his hometown. If Minglou and his younger brothers go, what things can be done, and what attractions can be visited tour.Spaniards are born orators, and this friend named Alejandro Alfonso Rodriguez never stopped talking, talking about everything from his mother's handicrafts to the winter in Andalusia. Luscious Orange finally spread his hands in regret: "Hey, it's a pity that you missed the bullfighting season. No matter what others say, you have to remember one thing, the best bullfighters are us southerners, and the northerners are very loud , but the level is really not that good..."

The subject turned again to the matador.

He chattered like this for a long time, and when he stopped again, it was almost 10 minutes after he made the invitation, during which Minglou didn't even have a chance to speak.

"That's why it's decided! I'll call my mother later! All three of you will go, okay! Lou, you have to bring your younger brother with you. The older brother has the responsibility to take care of the younger brother. This is the responsibility of the family!"

"..."

It was extremely rare that Minglou didn't answer immediately.

"What are you talking about?"

Mingcheng's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Alejandro and Mingcheng have also played several times. Seeing him coming to the court, they immediately waved their hands happily: "Cheng! I heard that you have never been to Spain. I just told your brother that you will come to my house this year." Christmas!"

Mingcheng glanced at Minglou who was sitting on the side, and after meeting his gaze, he smiled at their Spanish friend: "Thank you. I'm afraid this Christmas won't work. I'm graduating next June, and I have some job appointments around Christmas." .”

Alejandro looked at Mingcheng in disbelief: "Christmas! It's Christmas! Who works on Christmas! I remember you are in the engineering department of our school, right? Don't you want to continue your studies? You Chinese are really hardworking And smart, our recent Chinese student, Wang, is very smart and capable.”

In 32, Mingcheng went to take the entrance examination of X, and he was among the best in the written examination, but encountered the legendary "Jewish examination questions" in the oral examination, and finally failed, and switched to the Sorbonne, still studying engineering.Now that I think about it, everything in the world does have its own cause and effect—Mingcheng is an atheist, but he believes in the theory of cause and effect, and thinks it is one of the most wonderful laws in the world.Hearing Alejandro's question, he nodded with a smile: "I'm studying engineering. But I don't plan to study after graduation. Looking for a job."

"Everyone has their own ambitions." Alejandro understood this, and then remembered that their focus was not here, and continued, "The work is not bad for a while..."

Mingcheng still nodded with a smile, and inadvertently changed the topic: "Do you still have the strength to play a round?"

Knowing that he played well, Alejandro's eyes lit up: "Come on! You just finished class? Do you want to warm up?"

Mingcheng shook his head: "He ran over."

After the game that day, the three of them didn't mention the matter of going to Spain for Christmas. Minglou thought that this matter had been exposed, but unexpectedly, a week later, he saw Alejandro again in the library. He ran towards him happily: "Minglou! It's great to see you here! My mother was very happy to hear that you are coming to spend Christmas with us. She also hopes that you will stay for a few more days, at least until the New Year Walk."

Minglou was startled: "Huh?"

Seeing him in a daze, his Spanish friend patted him again: "Didn't it be agreed that day?"

"……Oh."

It is a bit unreasonable to retreat with such kindness.Minglou smiled: "Then please thank your mother for us."

"That's right!" The other party gave him a big hug, "Then we'll talk about how to get to Spain later! The train is the fastest, and the plane... Well, it's best not to, and you can also drive..."

Seeing that his Spanish traits were spreading again, Minglou quickly interrupted him: "Let's find a way on our own. Besides, it's only November now, so there's still time for a long-term plan."

Alejandro grinned: "What are you talking about? We Spaniards have Christmas from December 12st. It must be January 1th."

Minglou also smiled: "I have no luck with such a long vacation."

The Spaniard laughed happily, and looked at Minglou after laughing, and suddenly there was an inexplicable sadness in his smile: "My friend, come early, now no one knows what Spain will look like next year."

Minglou had already read about the changes in the Spanish political situation from the newspapers during this period of time.In a sense, he really wanted to see what happened in Spain now.Leftists and rightists, popular fronts and royalists, familiar and unfamiliar terms, are in a lively confrontation in this country that is so close.

He smiled again: "I'll go back and inform my younger brothers. Please tell me what your family likes. Especially your mother."

……

When Minglou brought home the news that he had gone to Spain for Christmas, Mingtai was so happy that he almost went crazy, he almost opened the window and sang "Marseillaise": "Long live big brother! Long live Spain! Long live the holiday!"

Minglou looked at the younger brother who also jumped up without knowing it. He glanced helplessly at Mingcheng beside him, and then yelled with a smile: "Having another convulsion! I made an agreement with others. If you fail any subjects, Spanish Don't go. Honestly review my homework at home and prepare for next year's university entrance exam."

Where is Mingtai willing to agree, and immediately protested: "There is no such thing as Christmas and reviewing homework! Besides, why do you go to Spain and Andalusia? I will stay at home! You just want to sneak out with Ah Cheng Play. Brother you fascist!"

This year is also Ming Tai's last year under Henry IV.After several years of high school life, his grades were mediocre and his popularity was excellent. The love of his brothers and sisters did not spoil him into a playboy, on the contrary, he had a lot of gentle love for the general public and the world in his character.France also gave him a healthy body and a free soul. Mingtai is not in a hurry to go to university, but just wants to travel around the world first, and then make plans for the next step in life.

Ming Lou originally let him talk nonsense, but when he heard the last sentence, his face darkened: "Who taught you the last sentence."

Mingtai has been disciplined by his elder brother since he was a child, and when he heard this tone, he immediately became honest: "...everyone says that."

"Don't tell me at home."

"……understood."

Mingcheng also opened his mouth at this time: "Mingtai, did you invite your classmates to watch a movie? If you don't leave, you will be late."

Mingtai slapped his forehead fiercely: "...Thank you Brother Acheng! Then big brother, Brother Acheng! I'm going first, don't wait for me for dinner..."

The word "I" was covered by the loud slam of the door.

Minglou felt that the whole living room was shaking, and looked at Mingcheng helplessly: "You just get used to him. He is a teenage adult, and he is taller than you and me. Sometimes he can't do things. Like seven or eight years old."

Mingcheng laughed: "Who are 'you'? Isn't it just 'us'?"

Minglou was amused by his words, walked up to Mingcheng, kissed his earlobe, and discussed with him: "On big weekends, it doesn't make sense that only little things can go to the movies. Shall we go too?"

Mingcheng has always been afraid that the heat from his breath, like a feather, can directly brush against the tip of his heart.This invitation was extremely tempting. He himself was busy these days, and Minglou was even busier. He couldn't remember the last time the two of them went to the movies.But he looked at Minglou, sighed, and said, "If you're going to Spain in December, the last shipment of this year must be delivered by the end of November. It just so happened that the little one went out, so let's do the accounting at home. This time you from Yunnan Come on, I'll deal with the big sister's side."

Minglou pressed his eyebrows: "It's better not to go to war in Spain. Otherwise, the goods may be in short supply. Money is the second priority, so I'm afraid I won't be able to buy the goods."

Mingcheng had already walked to the dining table to pour tea for himself and Minglou.Hearing the word "war", he paused: "Do you think we want to fight?"

"How can the revolution win the final victory?" After asking this sentence, Minglou glanced at Mingcheng, and walked to the study without saying a word.

Chapter 21 The night of fennel and silver in fragments / Lanochedeanísyplata ([-])

The days after the start of school passed quickly, and October passed by in the blink of an eye, and November seemed to be only a week away. When December entered, the days suddenly slowed down again——Christmas holiday is clearly within reach, but it seems like forever will not come.

Minglou and Mingcheng finally decided to drive to Spain.On the one hand, this is to satisfy the practical desire of the young master who has just learned to drive. On the other hand, it is a pragmatic move after fully considering the amount of luggage: Mingcheng specially set aside a precious weekend to go to Le Bon Marche to bring back a dozen shopping bags, ensuring that every member of the Rodriguez family can have a gift.Young Master Ming's pragmatic style can be clearly seen during the shopping at this time: since he has already spent time on shopping, he simply went to Maison Fabre again, and picked a choice for each of the other three members of the Ming family (including himself, of course). Got a few pairs of gloves as a small part of my Christmas presents this year.

They leave in the middle.Before leaving, Minglou and Mingcheng took care of everything that needed to be dealt with, while Mingtai was responsible for sending the gift to Mingjing, and then, at least temporarily, started the trip to Spain without any worries.

The original plan for the trip was to go to Barcelona, ​​then Madrid, and then all the way south, making sure to reach Seville by Christmas.But Alejandro, who took their car with them, did not suggest that they go to Madrid on the grounds that "there is too bad now. If there is hell in the world at this moment, Madrid is at least one of them."

Minglou had an intuition that Madrid would not be as bad as his friend said, at least not now—it is true that Spain’s political situation changes frequently, but it is still a unified country after all—but since the other party hates the current Madrid so much He is not in a hurry to go to the fields, he can save them for the return journey.

The route they finally chose was to follow the coastline all the way to the southwest, reach Alcante and then go deep into the hinterland.Mingtai drove a long-distance car for the first time, so the three people in the car got a little motion sickness for the first two days of the trip, but the driver was cheerful and tireless, wishing to travel day and night and arrive in the land of Andalusia in the next second.Ming Lou endured it until the third day. After an accident that almost caused the car to roll over, he couldn't bear it anymore, and took on the heavy responsibility of driving himself.

After he took over the driving, apart from Mingtai, who was silently angry at the futility of his protest, Mingcheng and Alejandro were finally able to temporarily let go of the worries that had hung over them since they were on the road, and had time to talk.

Spaniards have a natural ability to talk well, it is almost a national talent.For the rest of the trip, Alejandro could talk non-stop without needing to answer anything.So Minglou got at least some people's views on the current situation in Spain without any stereotypes: like France, people still prefer the leftists, but they don't like the Soviet Union.

What they discussed more was religion. After all, this is something that is rooted in the blood of every Spaniard.But unfortunately, neither the left nor the right seem to like Catholicism these days.In fact, he didn’t need to mention Minglou’s attention to this point: along the way, he saw destroyed icons and churches with slogans on the outer walls more than once.Although Ming Lou knew almost nothing about Spanish, he also knew that this probably wouldn't be a good word.

They arrived in Grenada on the day of the winter solstice, which coincided with the traditional bonfire festival.This is a unique local custom. After dark, almost all the men and women in the city are dispatched to step over the bonfire one by one, hoping that the flame will take away disease and bad luck.It’s been a long time since the scene of drinking Dadan like this, especially after Alejandro’s friends took them to a night tour of the Moor’s palace.On winter nights, dark clouds and torches, ancient ruins that seem to be able to jump out of ghosts at any time, a lot of local wine, young laughter and playfulness.In fact, they couldn't see anything clearly in the dark. Taking advantage of no one paying attention to them, Minglou shook Mingcheng's hand, and they seemed to have returned to their teens overnight—but when they were really only teens, Never thought of doing this.

After the small tricks succeed, they become more and more greedy.Later Minglou blamed everything on wine and Spain.They shared wine from the same bottle and kissed under the pampering and cover of the night.

No one slept that night, so they simply set up firewood on the spot, and everyone sat in a group, talking to each other with difficulty and enthusiasm, telling ghost stories to each other in various languages, talking about poetry, and singing local ballads.

Minglou felt that he might be really drunk, and Mingcheng was even more drunk, otherwise he wouldn't have been stroking his back with his hands intentionally or unintentionally, as if it was not a human body, but a guitar eager to be brushed Mingtai was even more drunk, and fell asleep curled up next to them at some point, the firelight reflected his young face, half of his flushed face was from the firelight, and the other half was from the wine.

Minglou saw Mingcheng take off his coat and put it on Mingtai, so he wanted to give him his coat.Mingcheng shook his head, said it was not cold, touched Minglou's gloves after a while, put them on, and said with a smile, "That's enough."

It was like this until three or four o'clock, no matter how energetic the young people were, under the aftereffects of a lot of talking and alcohol, everyone fell asleep one after another.There are no ghosts, not even wild beasts, and the Andalusian night and wind, the firelight in the ruins, and the aftertaste of poetry and song accompany these young people who meet by chance.

But Minglou and Mingcheng didn't sleep.

Mingtai was a little listless when he continued on the road the next day, and complained several times that he didn't sleep well.Minglou and Mingcheng looked at each other and smiled, Mingcheng said, "I called you several times, but I still won't wake up."

Mingtai pouted: "Impossible!"

"You ask brother."

Minglou nodded solemnly, endorsing Mingcheng.Mingtai felt bored, and was about to close his eyes and sleep for a while, when he suddenly said, "You've always been together anyway."

Minglou suppressed a smile: "Nonsense. Wherever there are 'you', there are 'us'."

Mingtai continued to curl his lips: "Brother, your gloves are still on brother Ah Cheng's hands."

Mingtai has always been careless, and this is the first time he has shown such observation skills.Regarding this, Minglou remained calm and composed: "The young master of the Ming family who covered Ah Cheng's coat all night is especially qualified to discuss the issue of whether he belongs to the same group or not."

Mingtai has never won Minglou in a battle of words.Unsurprisingly, this attempt ended in failure.He raised his hands in surrender and changed the subject: "Report sir, I request to drive."

"reject."

"Then leave the last [-] kilometers to me, okay? Fifty? Thirty kilometers... After entering the city, let me try it, right? Brother, you always say that practice is the best teacher, you have to give me a chance ah!"

Mingcheng listened to the bickering between the two brothers, and there was no sign of stopping at all, and he didn't interrupt at all. He just sat on the passenger seat and peeled the oranges, laughing while peeling, even the oranges were not so sour anymore.

Before lunch, they arrived in Seville smoothly.

Chapter 22 Fragmented Night of Fennel and Silver / Lanochedeanísyplata ([-])

At this time, the driver changed back to Mingtai, and Alejandro, as the only local in the car, volunteered to sit in the front row and introduce his hometown.The Andalusian feelings in his blood boiled again when he passed the bullring, and he regretted that they missed the bullfighting season, so "should do it again in summer".

Mingtai had no interest in killing, and said bluntly, "The cows that were killed are too pitiful", and told Alejandro that his second brother was very afraid of blood when he was young. The dying chicken that was not killed and bravely rushed into the living room just passed out.

Mingcheng didn't say anything about the younger brother's "revealing shortcomings", Minglou gave him a smack on the back of the head, and Alejandro didn't continue this topic amidst Mingtai's exaggerated screams.Mingcheng looked at the faded bullfighting advertisements on the street, and said, "Occasionally, I think that there is no artistry in killing. Whether it is an animal or a human, it is the same as long as you squeeze the gate of life tightly. Throats, skulls, arteries, veins, too. There are too many places to end a life in an instant. Prolonged death is still death. Quick death is a kind of mercy."

He smiled after he finished speaking, and then apologized for his digression: "Sorry. I seem to have gone too far."

Alejandro didn't feel offended, he shrugged with a smile: "It doesn't matter. There are two kinds of people who come to Spain-those who like Spain with bullfights, and those who like Spain without bullfights, but bullfights are not The key, the focus is on Spain."

"You're right." Mingcheng applauded.

Alejandro's house is a typical Andalusian compound with a white exterior and tall citrus trees and pomegranates in the yard.Mrs. Rodriguez waited at the gate early for her son and his guests, accompanied by four well-fed whippets.

The three brothers received a welcome kiss from Mrs. Rodriguez and a table full of food, and they were placed in the sunny courtyard.Compared with Paris, which is constantly cloudy and rainy, Seville's winter is too warm and bright, without any sign of winter.

The young gentlemen, after a little settlement, after their long journey, were seated at the table.In addition to Mrs. Rodriguez, Alejandro's two sisters married locally and his 14-year-old twin siblings were dining together.This lunch strictly complied with the time rhythm in southern Spain. We ate from noon to three in the afternoon, and the food on the table seemed untouched at all.

This Spanish-style enthusiasm and richness is undoubtedly a huge challenge for Mingcheng.But no matter how hard he tried subjectively, he would never be able to eat up all the food on the table.Minglou smiled after seeing Mingcheng's rare embarrassment, and gently pulled his hand under the dining table to prevent him from really stretching himself: "Don't be stupid. No one can eat so much. That's enough to feed at least ten more people."

Just as Mingcheng wanted to show that he could at least waste a little less, the third dessert was served again.

He finally put down the dessert spoon in resignation.

Mrs. Rodriguez, who had lived as a girl in Morocco with her tannery father, spoke reasonably fluent French and still retained a pleasant North African accent.As the mother of eight children and the hostess of a huge farm, she already knew the ages of the three brothers of the Ming family during a meal. In high school, she is only a few years older than her own youngest pair of children. She likes dogs very much, but her brothers don’t allow him to keep him. She also learned about a city in China called Suzhou. In other words, it is a bit like Venice, but the food is much better than Venice; they have no mother, only one sister (this attracted Mrs. Rodriguez’s extra love, so the kitchen sent cookies to Mingtai again, and told He dips some honey before eating), manages the entire family business, and is an admirable woman; In recent years, the factory has also started a ham business with one of the most inland provinces in China. Hearing this, she also carefully asked the difference between Chinese ham and Spanish ham; Going to work at the Chinese embassy in France, the youngest Mingtai doesn't want to go to university so quickly, he wants to travel around the world, no matter how bad it is, he will travel around Europe first...

After they finally finished their meal, Mingtai was fine. He slept for a few hours yesterday, but Minglou and Mingcheng felt physically and mentally exhausted at the same time. They had to go back to their rooms to sleep for a while. , to have the strength to continue the next journey.

Their guest rooms are arranged on different floors of the mansion. Mingtai got excited when he saw the dog and insisted on living on the first floor. Minglou’s room is on the upper floor of Mingcheng’s. The balcony faces the inner courtyard, the window is along the street, and you can see the cathedral dome and bell tower.

This nap lasted until almost five o'clock, and Alejandro, who also just got up, knocked on their door and said he would take them out for coffee.

They ended up spending another four hours drinking coffee, with people in the cafe constantly joining their tables, offering them various snacks, drinks, and greeting Alejandro with the Rodriguez kid taking him of Chinese friends go to their home as guests.It was already nine o'clock when I returned to Rodriguez's house, and Ming Lou felt that he had slight tinnitus, which hadn't happened for many years after arriving in Europe.

None of them felt when they got home