spring dream

024

In the bushes on both sides of Shengyang Hutong, there are a few clusters of yellow winter jasmine sporadically dotted, and some lovely flowers and plants are planted in front of every house.The piece of soil at the corner that has not been refurbished before has now been planted with a white paulownia tree, with budding bones lying on the branches, exuding a pleasant fragrance.

Wen Qi followed Xiao Er to the depths of the alley, and the faded gate of the house stood at the end of his vision.

The door was unlocked, Xiao Er stretched out his hand, and slowly pushed it open.

The roses beside the wall reveal new colors, and the begonias waiting to be released are pink and tender, and the greenery is everywhere.The pond on the west side of the main house has just changed its water, and the round pebbles sink on the lotus pattern of the tiles at the bottom of the pond, and the ripples are light.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, the people sitting on the stone chair got up "teng", without even thinking about it, they knew it was Fang Mingli and Yin Yuefang.Neither of them said a word, they stared straight at the boy behind Xiao Er, and unconsciously compared Wen Qi's appearance at the age of 13 in their minds.

Mr. Xiao stood in front of the main room, holding a birdcage in one hand and a cigarette rod in the other.

The brown-gray "Hongzi" uttered a soft cry, followed by a white shadow that quickly moved in front of Xiao Er, suddenly raised its front paws, and stopped.

The flesh-colored nose sniffed left and right, and the landed paws turned in a different direction, running along Wen Qi's white clothes all the way to his chest.Wen Qi quickly raised one arm to support the little guy's furry body.

"Are you back?" The old man's sonorous voice was powerful.

Xiao Er nodded to Fang Mingli and Yin Yuefang first, looked past them to the door of the main room, and sighed, "Master, I'm back."

"Xiao Zhao, send Wen Qi to the East Wing to rest." Mr. Xiao took a puff of cigarette, raised his hands at Old Song, and turned his gaze back to Xiao E, "Come here."

Xiao Er stepped over the threshold and closed the door of the main room with his backhand. The floor tiles under his feet were covered with light spots of different sizes.He took two steps forward, and just about to kneel, the cigarette stick lightly knocked on the table twice, the old man gave him an angry look: "The festival is over, and it's not the birthday, why kneel, you're going to hurt me?"

"Where can it be?" Xiao Er straightened up and sat on the wooden chair next to Grandpa, with a square table between them. "I'm afraid you will blame me if I come back empty-handed."

The old man said with a huff full of anger: "Come on, when have I ever blamed you? As long as you do things properly, confidently, and think clearly, I don't have any demands on you."

Xiao Er picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of the sweet Jasmine: "Thought it out."

The old man touched the silk cigarette pouch hanging on the long pole, paused for a while, and then asked, "Are you guilty of Wen Qi, or are you really in love?"

Xiao Er wanted to answer, but the old man didn't give him this chance: "Wen Qi was only 13 years old when he left, and you were only sixteen. How did you get your feelings? Your feelings for him are derived from your guilt. , You blame yourself, so you want to protect, you regret it, so you want to repay."

The "Hongzi" at his feet kept flapping its wings in the cage, and the old man wiped his beard with his hand: "There is still a long way to go, what should I do, I hope you can think carefully about it."

"You should know me. I'm not a person who will be easily emotional." Xiao Er put down his teacup, bent his index finger and tapped on the table, "I have always been in love, regardless of age, and I don't want to characterize this kind of relationship. I know very well , who do I want to be with and finish this life with.”

After a moment of silence, the old man asked, "Is Wen Qi willing?" He let out a long breath of smoke, and asked again, "Will the Wen family agree?"

Xiao Er slid down the back of the chair, stepped on the leg of the chair, retracted his neck and squinted his eyes, raised his hand and stroked the board twice: "Give me a year, and I will return the Wen family a healthy Wen Qi." , as for the others..."

Xiao Er turned his head and smiled heartlessly at his grandfather, "As long as Wen Qi lives well, I can do whatever I want."

The three adults sat on the stone chairs and chatted with each other. Lao Song described in detail how Xiao Er fought wits and courage with Boss Chen to bring Wen Qi back. The ins and outs of the matter, I can't help feeling: "I didn't expect these two children to have such a hard life."

"It won't happen in the future." A leaf fell on Sister Fang's fiery red cheongsam, and she picked it up and put it into the teacup in front of her, "I've seen it since Xiao Er entered the door. In those eyes, I can finally see it again." I see the light."

The east wing room is very large, but there are only two rooms.Wen Qi walked through the living room, walked into the bedroom, looked up and looked around, no matter the decoration or the furnishings, it was too simple and old-fashioned, brown wood doors and windows, brown wood wardrobe, brown wood bed, and everything else was white. wall.

He hugged the ferret and sat on the bed, kicked off the cotton mop, lay on the pillow, blinked at the ceiling twice, stood up again, put on his shoes properly, went to the desk, and pulled out the wooden chair.

When Xiao Er walked in, he saw Wen Qi leaning forward, nose to nose with the ferret lying on the table.He first ate the little guy's vinegar, and then asked, "Why don't you sleep for a while?"

Wen Qi turned his face to look at him, pulled up his skirt, frowned after smelling it.

"The bathroom is right next to it." Xiao Er smiled and opened the cupboard door, chose some clean long-sleeved clothes, yellow, green, red and blue, turned around and asked, "Which one do you want to wear?"

Without any hesitation, Wen Qi pointed to the color red.

Xiao Er opened his mouth and was stunned. He couldn't make a sound for a long time. When he came back to his senses, he puffed up his cheeks and exhaled, folded the red long sleeves and put them on the hanger in the bathroom.

While Wen Qi was taking a bath, Xiao Er went back to the main room for dinner, during which time he talked with Fang Mingli about his thoughts, and hoped that no one would disturb Wen Qi until he recovered.

"If we follow the procedures, Wen Qi will go to the police station for investigation. After all, he is a survivor of the explosion at Lu's pharmaceutical factory, and he may know the whereabouts of the other three children. But due to physical reasons, I will try to delay it. But the most important thing is not here." Fang Mingli looked at Xiao E and asked seriously, "How are you going to explain to Wen Qi's parents?"

"I won't let them wait for too long." Xiao E glanced at Lao Song, Sister Fang, Lu Xiaozhao who was busy eating, and Lu Ran who was sitting beside him, "I will send Wen Qi back as soon as possible." .”

"Thank you for this period of time, let me be self-willed." Xiao Er picked up the white wine glass on the table, feeling relaxed and comfortable physically and mentally, "I have no regrets."

Just as he was about to raise his head and feel bored, Yin Yuefang said "Hey" and stopped him: "Don't, I have a big family waiting for you to support."

"That's right." Fang Mingli took up the conversation, "There are so many aunts and aunts in our family, and they even point to you to pick out gifts during the holidays."

"Isn't it?" Old Song Kuo smiled, "I haven't played enough, I have to follow you to make more stuff."

Lu Ran shrugged: "I don't want to resign yet."

The main room suddenly fell silent, and the four people who had finished speaking looked at Lu Xiaozhao who was sweating all over his forehead.Lu Xiaozhao heard that there was no movement around, raised his head in a daze, and asked vaguely: "Here, is it me?"

Xiao Er lazily raised half of his eyebrows and bent the corners of his eyes.

"I..." Lu Xiaozhao swallowed the grilled meat he just ate, "I..."

"Bless Master Xiao in his old age." Lu Ran wiped off the oil on the corner of his mouth with a paper.

"Oh, good." Lu Xiaozhao put down his chopsticks, raised his arms and cupped his fists, "Master Xiao, I wish you and Wen Qi good health and a long life."

This wine can finally get stuffy.

Xiao Er smacked his lips happily, not knowing who brought the Erguotou, his eyes were red.