pig like age

I told my sister about my decision. My sister didn't say anything, but told me to make a quick decision and go home as soon as possible.

"No problem!" I agreed.My sister's matter is also a big one, and I secretly made up my mind that I must spare no effort to find Gao Huijie so that the goddess can be abducted back to Beijing.

"Xiaochen, is Second Aunt hiding something from me? Did she tell you anything about my dad?" Her tone was worried.

"It's not that you don't understand my mother. She kept her mouth shut about the past. She never told me." I advised her, "You're far away in a foreign country now, so it's easy to think wildly."

But she laughed at herself: "I already regret coming out. Not only have I lost the most precious thing, but I may have lost more."

The most precious thing?I didn't think about it, but felt a pity: "Sister, it's okay. The relationship between our family is indestructible. Yao Ye will not succeed."

"Maybe, she knows you and me better than you think." Ji Shuyu sighed quietly.

Maybe it was because her words were so intriguing that I dreamed of Yao Ye every night.She smiled weirdly at me and said, "I'll destroy whatever Ji Shuyu values ​​most."

"Why did you do that?!" In the dream, I wanted to tear her heart apart, and I felt that she was like a scheming fox, which made me feel disgusted and fearful.

She was still smiling like that, laughing, and disappeared into the mist.When the fog dissipated, my dad hid behind the fog and said to me, "I can no longer be unemployed, Xiaochen. I can no longer live that life without dignity. Your mother will look down on me, and the neighbors will ask me if I go out. , why do you stay at home in broad daylight, why don't you go to work? I can't stand other people's eyes... Xiaochen, don't let me lose my job, don't let me lose my job..."

I called him in my dream, my throat was almost hoarse, and then I gradually woke up.

The sun shining down from the balcony was bright and charming, and it was already high in the sun.

I took the phone and saw the goddess' text message: See you at the gate of your school at eleven o'clock.

I reply: good.

I packed my bags and went to the cafeteria to have some brunch first.Now the cafeteria on campus is empty, and everyone rushes home after the exam, impatient to have a carefree summer vacation.

I also miss my mother's braised pork ribs and crispy chicken.I think if the goddess returns to Beijing with me, I must let her taste my mother's handicraft.Speaking of which, my mom and dad like her very much, and they often think of her.Last time my mother called and asked me if I was in touch with the little fairy.

Thinking about what was there or not, I spent a while in the cafeteria, and finally it was time.From a distance, a brand new Volvo was parked at the school gate, and the goddess stood on the side of the car, welcoming the attention of passers-by.

I hurried over: "Are you here early, why didn't you call me?"

She took my luggage, "Just arrived, I think you should be in the cafeteria."

"how do you know?"

"Speculation. You replied to me very late, you should have just woken up." She put my luggage in the trunk, sat in the back seat with me, and then said to the driver: "Uncle Liu, sorry for the trouble. Drive slowly on the road There is a section of the Humin Expressway where vehicles from other places are restricted, and I will remind you when it is approaching."

Uncle Liu nodded and said with a smile, "Jian Jian doesn't drive, but she knows so clearly?"

She smiled, said nothing, and looked sideways at me.

I was taken aback, and followed Uncle Liu's words and asked, "How did you know?" The old driver must know this, right?

"I'm a student of information engineering, and I have a strong sense of three-dimensional space. For a while, I studied the communication and signal bands of all expressways in Shanghai, and traffic restrictions are also one of the conditions for the research."

I understood and nodded.

Then something came to mind: "Gao Huijie hasn't contacted you yet? Have you contacted her?"

She shook her head: "I can't get in touch. But I have circled a few places where she might hide. I still have to go home and read the letter."

I don’t know if it’s because of the dream I had, or because of Gao Huijie’s inexplicable disappearance. I was sitting next to her, and the feeling of being able to enjoy close contact between the two of them didn’t bring me much excitement. , It started to rain heavily, which made my mood even more depressed.

She was surprisingly quiet in the rain, and in the dimly lit carriage, her side face looking out of the window was flawless.It's like an ancient woman in an oil painting or meticulous painting, but wearing modern clothes.

The power of silence can suppress everything. At this moment, even my hesitation and anxiety gradually calmed down. As she silently looked out the window, it was a world washed by heavy rain.

A long time later, someone commented on her like this: She has the temperament of compassion and melancholy of a poet, and the temperament of lightness and elegance of a dancer. The combination of the two makes her temperament feel outstanding.

At this moment, she is sitting next to me, but I feel that she is out of reach.I know that at this moment, she is immersed in the landscape of nature and immersed in her inner world.At this time, it is best not to be disturbed by anyone.

Fengxiang Town is an ancient town. Some buildings reveal the mottled history, and there are also some buildings with strong modern information standing around it, but it can't take away its style. The charm of history makes us who come from the city even more Can't help but look sideways.

It was still raining heavily outside. Uncle Liu stopped at a small ancient style building and braved the rain to get an umbrella. Soon several people came out to welcome us with umbrellas.I whispered next to her, "Are these all your relatives?"

"It's my grandfather's guard. My grandfather is not here, so they do some small business nearby, and gradually settle down." I nodded, it sounded like a combination of workers, peasants and soldiers in the past...

Everyone invited the little fairy home like stars holding the moon, talked for a while, and then dispersed.

"Where's your mother?" I asked again.

"She went to a temporary meeting in the city and will come back tomorrow. The letter is by her side."

"What about the little baby?" I looked around, and it didn't look like a baby.

She looked at me and said nervously, "I'm a little scared of that child."

"what?"

Her face was rarely so calm and determined, and she said in a flustered way: "That little guy, every time he sees me, he cries."

I seem to be listening to a particularly funny joke!Haha she also has today!There are also things that Jian Nanyin can't handle, hahaha! "Then I want to see it." I grabbed her hand and went up to the second floor very firmly.

There are too many rooms in her house, and the space is too large. The hall on the first floor is at least sixty to seventy square meters, like a secret meeting place.The second floor is much more regular, and one of them has been set aside as a baby room.An elderly aunt was playing with the baby.

"What's the boy's name?"

"I really don't know the name, but the nickname is Tadpole." Auntie said.

tadpole?Really like it.

This child is black and thin, doesn't he look like a tadpole?

"Boys and girls?"

"boy."

I greeted him, he looked at me with a pair of dark eyes, and smiled after a while.So I dragged the goddess behind me out and asked her to go to see the child too. A strange thing happened, and the child cried "wow" when he saw the goddess.Aunt quickly picked her up and coaxed her: "It's strange that the little tadpole cries when he sees Miss."

Don't say she thinks it's weird, I think it's even more weird.

In fact, the goddess looks really peaceful, extremely soft and beautiful.With such an appearance and demeanor, even the villain couldn't help but chat a few words, let alone a baby, how could he be scared to cry?I really don't understand.

But thanks to the little tadpole crying hard, I was fortunate enough to see the goddess looking at a loss amidst the crying.

I thought about it carefully and asked her about the bracelet she was wearing: "You've been wearing this for a long time, what material is it made of?"

"My mother begged for me, a camphor wood bracelet."

I know that people in Jiangnan like to put some camphor at home to repel mosquitoes.So I stretched out my hand, palm facing up: "Give it to me."

She looked at me, looked at me, and there was a look of understanding in her eyes, so she took off the bracelet and handed it to me: "You are so smart."

"Try first and then talk." So I slowly moved the bracelet to the child, and the little tadpole cried even harder, and desperately got into the aunt's arms, as if she didn't want to face me.

I turned my head and smiled at the goddess: "It really is the reason for this bracelet."

She nodded, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and a bright smile: "My mother just gave it to me when I came back last time. It must have had a stronger smell at that time. He cried more than now."

"So..." I returned the bracelet to her: "It's not that he's afraid of you, so don't take it to heart."

She smiled innocently, and said as if she was relieved: "I want to hug him well." After she finished speaking, she went to put away the bracelet, then washed her hands, and carefully hugged the little tadpole from the aunt's hand.

The way she hugged him was as gentle as water, and she could drown in those eyes.

I couldn't help but feel endless jealousy, I ate the vinegar of a little baby, and ate it very fiercely.

So I thought of an excuse to hold the baby too, but she begged me with pitiful eyes.I don't like her, I insist on snatching the child: "Xiaochen Xiaochen, I'll hold her again, can I promise you to sing for you?"

I thought that my long-cherished wish to hear her sing could not be fulfilled in this life, but now...but now she agrees to me in order to hug the tadpoles for a while, and I don't know whether I should be happy or sad.In the end, he had no choice but to smile wryly.

As a result, she hugged the tadpole to sleep, and held him until he woke up. I didn't drag her out of the baby room until my aunt was feeding.

Her heart was wrinkled with vinegar, and she probably saw that I was not happy, so she pulled me and said to show me her room.

Her room is similar to her home in Shanghai, I reckon.But after entering, I was stunned. This suite is divided into two parts, one is the living room and the other is the study.In the study room, the Four Treasures of the Study are certainly eye-catching, but what is even more eye-catching are the tall bookshelves with more than ten rows.At first glance, it looks like you've come to a library.

My expression can probably be described as jaw-dropping.

And you would never have imagined that the first few rows are almost full of martial arts novels.

martial arts novels...

How could she read martial arts novels?

Doesn't she write poems and songs every day, I Ching and mathematics, Four Books and Five Classics?At least that's what I saw on her bookshelf in Shanghai, but when I returned to her hometown, it was all martial arts novels.

There are almost all of Jin Yong's novels, as well as Gu Long, Wen Ruian... Leaving aside the familiar ones, there are some whose names I have never even heard of.

"Didn't you think so?" She said cheerfully, "My wish since I was a child was to be a chivalrous woman, to act bravely in the face of righteousness, to eradicate violence and bring peace to the good."

I:"……"

"When I was young, the first thing I did when I got up every day was to think of a story. In the story, I flew over the wall, acted chivalrously, and rescued the person I liked from danger..."

"Wait..." I looked at her helplessly and said, "The person you like? Your mother, your father, your grandfather? Your little friend?"

"The one I like is..." Her ears turned red: "The one I admire."

"Pfft!" Embarrassed, I sprayed it out.I can't imagine it!Is she that emotionally dumb?How can there be someone I admire in the dullness in my heart?Although I know that Gao Huijie is not trustworthy, combined with her dream of being a chivalrous woman, Liu Jiayang's information is as follows:

Goddess likes frail scholars...

Weak scholar, frail scholar, frail scholar...

There is nothing wrong with a chivalrous woman saving a scholar.

Thinking of this, I was sweating all over my body, but I didn't dare to ask and confirm the answer.God, is she really straight? !