【Lou Cheng】 How easy is another day

"Thin." Minglou glanced at him quickly, then turned his gaze back to the painting.

Mingcheng raised his eyebrows: "No, right? The school meals are very good. Borscht and black bread are enough."

"blacken."

"The sun also rises in Russia."

"It's firm."

Mingcheng's smile was even clearer: "You should say this first. Brother, I'm going to a military academy."

"How is school?"

"It's all in the letter."

"My Russian is not good."

"Then you want me to write to you in Russian?"

"Write more and write better. Learn fast."

"Then it's a long story. Half a year's letter..." Mingcheng glanced at him, saw that he couldn't hide his smile, and immediately realized, "Brother! How can I remember when you were free and had nothing to do? "Das Kapital" in Russian has been translated back into German?"

"Don't you know German?" Minglou was very calm after being exposed, and asked Mingcheng instead.

"At Frunze I will learn another foreign language. I have chosen this."

Ming Lou deepened his smile: "Very good. Tonight we will listen to Wagner, so we can practice."

Mingcheng wailed: "Who wants to listen to Wagner! Let the little thing go, I didn't buy a sleeper, so I sat here. Tired."

"Ah Cheng, you are a soldier now. Are you tired after sitting for only ten hours?" Unfortunately, Minglou's expression was not serious at this time, and these words did not have any deterrent effect, "I bought three tickets The young master will go too."

He especially emphasized the word "also", Mingcheng stared at him for a while, and the two finally laughed in tandem.While laughing, Minglou stretched out his hand and patted the back of Mingcheng's head, gradually, his smile disappeared: "Ah Cheng, I really lost weight."

Mingcheng looked at him: "Brother, I'm a soldier now."

"En." Minglou agreed softly, and stood up, "The museum is about to close, let's go. I haven't told our young master that you are coming too. It's just a surprise for him."

"... After all, there was only one person in charge of him, and now there are two people back. Are you sure it's a surprise?"

"What did you say?"

Mingcheng quickly stopped muttering: "I said yes, in a blink of an eye, I haven't seen him for half a year."

Minglou didn't try to expose the young man's tricks, but just smiled and reached out to Mingcheng who was still sitting, trying to pull him up out of habit.

In fact, there is no need.But Mingcheng still held out his hand, and almost didn't rely on any Minglou's strength, so he stood up with extraordinary agility and lightness.As soon as the two people's hands touched each other, Minglou was stunned for a moment - it was already an adult man's hand.Every 趼子 means guns, knives and daggers.

The daytime in spring fades away quickly, as if it was a moment of indolence, the last light of the daytime is already retreating quickly.Minglou looked at the young man who seemed to be separated only yesterday, and finally showed a completely different smile from before: "I've grown taller too."

Mingcheng laughed out loud, with the last bit of daylight in his eyes: "Praise me more, big brother."

"Haven't I praised you enough?"

"There are too many good things to say."

The two walked out of the museum talking and laughing. When they went out, the street lights were already on. Mingcheng took a look at the sky: "What's the plan for tomorrow? It might rain."

"The school also teaches this?" Minglou looked at the sky after hearing the words, and saw the traces of clouds and stars, which were indeed signs of rainy weather.

He said it casually, but Mingcheng was silent for a moment after listening: "No one needs to teach."

Hearing this sentence, Ming Lou suddenly realized that the child who didn't even know what "sweet" was when he picked it up back then, was already slightly taller than him when he didn't pay attention.

Until they walked back to the hotel, they never mentioned the weather or the next day's itinerary.Although it is unlikely that anyone on the street can understand Chinese, during the short journey, Mingcheng cautiously talked to Minglou about his life in the Soviet Union for the past six months in dialect—he didn’t even use Shanghainese, but picked up It reminds me of Su Bai from Suzhou, the hometown of the Ming family.But he didn't say anything for a long time, and he said a few words, which really didn't work well, and Minglou couldn't help laughing and waved his hands: "That's great, it's good to talk, it's good to do it, and it's easy to speak vernacular?"

As soon as Minglou finished speaking, he laughed too.It's not that he hasn't talked for a long time, he is not much better than Mingcheng, so he spread his hands and laughed at himself: "Fortunately, the eldest sister is not here, otherwise I will definitely be taught a lesson and forget my ancestors. The last time Mingtai called her, he specially endorsed it for her She thinks we won't go back, and she is reluctant to talk about small things, so she scolded me for a long time for not taking the small things away, and taught him some babbling... If you want me to say, fortunately, the elder sister doesn't understand Latin, if she understands, then If you want to be furious—no one sentence is right... Forget it, don’t worry about your affairs for a while, and it’s not too late to go back and talk about it in detail. Instead, you can think about what you want to eat tonight.”

"Ask the little guy what he wants to eat. Do him first."

Minglou snorted disapprovingly: "It's all because of your spoiling, otherwise why would you be so lawless at such a young age?"

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Mingtai vaguely heard someone talking in the room, and was extremely dissatisfied at first.

For as long as he could remember, there was nothing under the sun that he wanted and could not have.When he was still in Shanghai, no matter what was in the department store, as long as he took a second look, it would be beautifully packaged and delivered to his home that day.Even if they crossed the sea to France, the elder brother and brother Ah Cheng just kept up with their studies, and their life was almost better than when they were in Shanghai.So he said that he wanted to come to Vienna, so he would come. He said that taking the train was boring, so the eldest brother drove the car himself. He said that he was tired from the car ride, and the eldest brother settled him in the room and asked someone to bring him some snacks...

Talking in his room while he was sleeping was something that had never happened before.

In order to express his protest, Mingtai turned over heavily, and sure enough, the whisper was stopped for a moment.But before he fell asleep again, the conversation started again, the voice was very soft, but it seemed to be full of eagerness, and there was no intention of stopping.

Half asleep and half awake, Mingtai could only hear a few words that were not very coherent, such as "Ukraine" and "agricultural collectivization". These strange and serious meanings, inexplicably, disturbed his drowsiness.

Mingtai was annoyed all of a sudden, lifted the quilt, rubbed his eyes and sat up: "Who! Are you finished? Do you want someone to sleep!"

He didn't realize that he was speaking in Chinese until he finished yelling. As soon as he came back to his senses, what he saw made him instantly throw his anger out of the sky.It can be said that Mingtai jumped up from the bed, without even caring about his shoes, jumped off the bed, and jumped onto the person standing in front of him at this moment: "Brother Ah Cheng! You're back!" !"

The half-sized boy rushed forward so suddenly, even though Mingcheng had been training hard in the military academy for the past six months, he was also shaken by the bump, and then he smiled and said, "Oh, my brother just told me that I have a new big horse." Monkey, I've been in the door for so long, and I'm still wondering why I didn't see it, it turns out that the little monkey has grown up!"

Hearing this joke, Mingtai realized that he was almost completely hanging on Mingcheng's body. He didn't feel embarrassed, but instead grabbed Mingcheng's neck and looked from one side of his shoulder to the man standing a little far away. Minglou complained repeatedly: "Brother, you are not mean, Brother Acheng is coming to Vienna, and you didn't tell me! Brother Acheng, Brother Acheng! I haven't seen you for half a year, I miss you so much!"