Southern flower locust

When we returned to the Jiuchun Building, the sky was already dimly covered with stars, and the lights of the fire in the building poured out in the dark night.

Nan He walked slowly enough, slow enough for him to take the past out of his belly, chew it up and swallow it again.Speaking of which, what can really make people unable to extricate themselves from now on? You still have to live by yourself.The old man has always been open-minded.

Putting the huanghuali into the cabinet, and taking out a Pu'er tea cake from it, Nanhe sat on the tea table and added charcoal to the stove to start a fire, his complexion had already returned to normal.Sen Huai took the tea cake and pounded it into powder with a tea scoop. He was thinking about the biography of so-and-so that he had seen on TV before.

"Did you tell Xiao Li?"

Well, Mrs. Nan is worthy of being Mrs. Nan, and the biography of Nanhe is destined to be in the male channel.

"He said he could arrive on the [-]rd at the latest." Speaking of this, Sen Huai had a headache.

Because he knew that Nanhe used a public phone and could not reach Nanli who was far away abroad, so after knowing the news, he estimated that it should be midnight in Xinzhou, so he sent a text message to Nanli.

After sending it, I found out that I was using WeChat. After thinking about the possibility of Nanli using WeChat, I felt that it would be safer to contact the mobile phone. I didn’t expect that before I exited the chat interface, I saw the other party in the upper left corner typing.

Seeing that the display on the upper left corner flickered and flickered, but there was no news, Sen Huaimo, he had already seen a four-year-old message that you can start chatting for a full 10 minutes.

When Sen Huai was already thinking about how to comfort the child when the news came, there was no movement in the upper left corner.Seven hours later, Sen Huai finally received this transoceanic reply from Nan Li, and he fell silent again.

Thinking of that succinct reply, he really believed that there is a jet lag in WeChat.

"Sen Huai," Nan He picked up the boiling kettle on the stove and looked serious, "I have to ask you to take care of Xiao Li."

After finishing speaking, he began to warm the cup, place the tea, bake the tea, pour water, and use the tea whisk to make the tea. After the tea in the tea bowl was mixed with milk, he continued, "I have something that I have to do."

today.

When the car was driving smoothly on the road, Mori received a text message from Nanhe.

Now that Nanhe decided to go out, he had to leave the paradise he had tailored for himself and plunge into the modern society.If you can't even accept a mobile phone, how can you face other modern technologies.Besides, the old man would report his safety every now and then when he went out, so how could the younger generation feel at ease, so last night, Sen Huai went to buy a mobile phone for Nanhe, a Nokia, which is resistant to falling.

There is not enough time, Senhuai only briefly introduced the basic usage and typing method, and also talked about the infrastructure of modern society, but I didn't think about it.

It turned out that although the old man resisted these new things, he understood them quite quickly.Sen Huai was very pleased to see Grandpa Nan's attitude of no longer avoiding him.

What a calm, strong old man!

At least that's what I thought yesterday.

Seeing "you can figure it out" on the message box, with these six characters plus a punctuation mark, Sen Huai never felt that old man Nan was so upset.

Looking secretly at the young man on the left, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, not knowing how to explain the empty Jiuchunlou later.

The tone of the text message rang, but he didn't mention it, and Nan Li didn't ask, the car was surprisingly quiet.The drivers who were nagging a lot yesterday are coughing and suppressing their voices today.

As soon as Sen Huai caught sight of Nan Li's hands and fingers curled up slightly on his lap, he heard Nan Li ask.

"You look very busy."

"Huh?" Sen Huai quickly turned his gaze, he didn't expect the other party to ask such a question, but he still replied truthfully, "It's okay." A role model never feels busy!

"I was surprised to see your text message the day before yesterday."

Sen Huai was puzzled, what happened unexpectedly, did you send him a message yourself?Thinking of the previous page where he could still start chatting, he began to reflect on the "neglect" he had given Nan Li in the past few years. Indeed, there was not even a New Year's greeting.

Senhuai doesn't pay attention to those imaginary things, and has a temperament of not going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing.Those who have a good relationship are close to each other, and they usually call together when they have time to go out for a meal.Brothers don’t have that kind of stickiness, so they seldom send special holiday blessings.Usually you send it to me and I will copy your meaning to you. If you don’t send it, then no one will hinder anyone.

He really forgot that there is a difficult little ancestor in the family.

As for Nan Li, Senhuai either didn't want to contact her, or she was afraid that the child would be naughty, so she put it on hold for four years.If he wanted someone else, he would just go through it perfunctorily, but Nan Li, he couldn't.

The car once again fell into a quiet atmosphere, so quiet that Senhuai was a little restless.Suddenly, he felt a gust of cool wind blowing in. Looking sideways, it turned out that Nan Li had rolled down the car window a little bit, followed by the wind, and the warm winter sun was blowing directly on Nan Li's face. shoulders, shining into Senhuai's eyes.He saw Nan Li pursed his lips.

"Don't think too much, I'm idle on weekdays, so I'm surprised to hear the news." Before Sen Huai could say anything, Nan Li continued, "I know you must be busy, I'm sorry to bother you if it's nothing serious, don't bother."

This is not a difficult little ancestor, this is clearly a caring little padded jacket, Sen Huai feels even more embarrassed, but.

"You're abroad, don't you have any special friends to hang out with?" It shouldn't be so, Sen Huai thought, although Nan Li was a bit introverted, she wasn't withdrawn.

"Yes, don't worry. But...what's the sound?"

As the car drove into the intersection, Sen Huai also heard the familiar sound of cement processing, and frowned helplessly, "The street is renovating the water pipes, and the noise is so loud that I can't drive in," Sen Huai said to the front , "Master, we will stop here."

"Okay, look at the watch below, scan code or cash?"

Thinking of the pocket of change yesterday, Senhuai just wanted to say scan the QR code, when Nan Li took out his mobile phone and paid with ease.

Sen Huai found it funny, "You are advancing with the times. Why don't you see your luggage, are you going to check it back?"

"Well, otherwise I won't come back so soon."

When Sen Huai and Nan Li got out of the car, they saw the driver behind him with a look of embarrassment on their faces.

The driver seemed to have made up his mind, and said sincerely, "Brother, we are all men, we all understand, ahem, why don't you take me with you?"

Senhuai didn't realize what he was talking about for a while, the driver saw his expression, thought it was the young man who was embarrassed, and said, "There is nothing to be embarrassed about, my mother-in-law said that this kind of thing is good for me or her, life is comfortable. don't..."

"Stop, stop, stop, we are doctors, doctors who go to treat illnesses." Finally remembering the unresolved oolong just now, Sen Huai interrupted the driver again.

"Ah? Then, can you give..."

"No, you are not too old now, and you look good. But if you really have problems in the future, I suggest you go to an internal medicine doctor. Old Chinese doctors can't help you."

After finishing speaking, Sen Huai took Nan Li and left. He wanted to correct the problem of interrupting people without changing it. It was impolite and taught children badly.

"Sen Huai, I'm not a doctor." Nan Li looked at the loosened wrist, and his voice was low.

"That's right, you're a writer at Nantah University now, how can you be a hard-working doctor," Sen Huai teased, and turned serious again, "I've read the book, not bad, you have everyone's demeanor."

"En." Nan Li replied, with a soft ending.

Turn around a few alley corners and step over the steps, you will find Jiuchun.

"Grandpa Nan," Sen Huai stopped by the pool, "he said he could go out to do something, Jiuchun Tower is not closed, it is open."

"Grandpa knows what to do. Jiuchunlou is the medical foundation of the Nan family, and it cannot fail."

Nan Li glanced at the three big characters engraved in seal script, turned around and said to him, "Jiuchun has me."

Sen Huai clearly realized that this former boy, who was four years younger than him, grew up and became stable overnight, without his noticing.

He is no longer the little ancestor who needed his protection back then.

four years ago.

The Jiuchun building is divided into two floors, the bottom floor is used for treatment, and the upper floor is the residence.The young man glanced at Nanhe, who was busy taking his pulse, and didn't want to bother him, so he yelled "Go upstairs" in a dignified manner, and picked up his luggage and went upstairs.

The wooden stairs may have been creaking due to disrepair for a long time. The young man unconsciously lowered his footsteps, felt the light coming in from the window on the second floor, and subconsciously raised his head.

In the past, young people liked the jade screen facing the staircase that they could see as soon as they went upstairs, especially when there was light coming in from the opposite window, the pavilions and landscapes carved on it would sparkle because of the light. provoking.

Now, the young man is sitting on the chair in front of the screen, writing something while leaning over the desk, and just happens to lower his head when the young man looks up.

The young man's brows were dense, and his eyes were as clear as a mountain stream.

The young man wondered if the light was too bright.

Before the young man saw it clearly, the young man had already looked away, and when he looked again, it seemed that the young man's eyes were hiding the arctic ice and snow.

Little brat, the young man scoffed in his heart, thinking he was the flower of Gaoling.

While the young man was looking at the young man, the young man was also looking at him, as if he recognized something, the young man pretended to be mature, squinted at the ice and snow that was about to melt, and asked.

"Who are you now?"

The young man's voice was very nice, clear and gentle, which made the young man decide to tease this high mountain flower. He rolled his eyes and glanced at the books on the table.

"I have always been me, but you, a child, who can you be in front of me?" (Note)

Hearing the sound, the boy paused, and after a while, his face turned red to the base of his neck, then he just pushed away from the room next to him and ran away.

The young man thought it was funny, and went to pick up the book on the table. On the opened page, he wrote solemnly with a brush: Watching a Movie in the Great Hall, "Children's handwriting is really good." He continued to turn to the title page, and clicked Click on the name written on it.

"Nan Li."

After putting the luggage in the guest room, the young man couldn't help but ran to Nan Li's room and knocked on the door.

"Nan Li, you forgot to take all your books."

The young man heard a sound of chaos inside, and felt that the closed door was about to be welded, so he rushed to save it.

"Don't bother you, really, it's my fault, you open the door, let's get to know each other again."

The young man leaned on the door, and when he heard a slight sound of footsteps, he immediately stood up straight, and with the sound of the wooden door creaking, Nan Li's delicate face was revealed.

"I'm Sen Huai, you should be called brother."

Sen Huai smiled, a small red mole on the tip of his eyebrows flying wantonly.

The author has something to say: Note: "I love you not because of who you are, but who I can be in front of you." From "Edward Scissorhands"

Nanhe: (sitting and drinking tea.jpg)

Jiujiu: (kneeling down) Grandpa, I need you!

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