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Yang Congbai came a little earlier than I expected.

When the doorbell rang, Yoyo shouted excitedly, "It's Uncle Yang!"

I put down the shrimp in my hand, wiped my hands in a hurry and went to open the door.Yang Congbai's face was full of exhaustion.Before I could speak, Yoyo had already hugged his thigh tightly.

"Uncle Yang!"

"Uncle has a gift for you."

He smiled and touched Yoyo's head.He was carrying a huge box of Lego, even bigger than his short-distance suitcase.

Yoyo was overjoyed, "Thank you, Uncle Yang!"

But I couldn't be more frankly happy.

"Senior brother, come as soon as you say you want, why spend money..."

"Why, others can buy it, but I can't."

"..."

He must have read those Moments I posted.Although I didn't mean to show off.

He picked up Yoyo, and I took his suitcase and closed it to the door.

"Uncle, do you smell the stinky smell?" Yoyo said mysteriously, lying next to his ear, "Daddy bought durian!"

"Does Yoyo like durian too?"

Youyou quickly shook her head, "Father said Uncle Yang likes it!"

Yang Congbai turned to look at me, which made me a little embarrassed.

"Come down quickly, Yoyo, Uncle Yang is tired after a day of surgery."

But Yoyo hugged Yang Congbai even tighter, "Uncle is not tired." He argued softly.

This stinky boy!

"Come down leisurely," Yang Congbai patted him on the back lightly, "Uncle is going to help Dad cook."

"No, no, no!" I quickly waved my hand to refuse, "You'd better stay with Yoyo, I'll be fine soon!"

To be honest, I don't have much confidence in my craftsmanship, but he brought such an expensive thing to Yoyo.That one box must have [-]?Three thousand?too expensive.When I go to Beicheng, I will definitely have to buy something for his children, and I have to buy about the same amount...

The ending song of the cartoon came from the living room, Yang Congbai walked into the kitchen and said, "Let me help you."

"No, you go sit down."

"Yuyou is a little hungry."

"..."

"I'm a little hungry, too," he whispered.

I was happy and asked him to mix cold dishes for me.I lit the fire and waited for the oil pan to heat up. He glanced at the preparations on the countertop, "What are you going to do?"

"Spicy hotpot!"

I intentionally claimed credit and said it exaggeratedly, "Brother, this is my unique recipe, and everyone who has tasted it said it was good! You have to give me a five-star praise in a while."

He smiled and asked me which bottle was vinegar, took it and poured a lot into the cold dish.

"What are you doing with good reviews? You still want to open a store?"

"Yes! Now that the general environment is so bad, I practice my skills and prepare to be laid off and re-employed at any time."

"Your craftsmanship is definitely fine," he said while mixing cold dishes, "Isn't it good to say that you have eaten it?"

I had no choice but to tell the truth, "Bai Youyou said it was pretty good after eating."

He smiled, looked up at me, "Youyou must be right if you agree."

"Aren't you too double-standard!?"

I turned up the range hood, and the oil gushed out exaggeratedly.While hiding, I blocked Yang Congbai behind, "Brother, stay away!"

He yelled at me over the noise of the range hood, "Don't you have longer chopsticks?"

"No!"

He put down the cold dishes, stepped forward to turn off the gas without any explanation, "give me the apron."

"what?"

"Give me the apron." He said and gestured, "You forgot, my arms are longer than yours."

Of course I didn't forget.

He even remembered it.

I am in this fume-filled kitchen, but my thoughts leap to our former campus.Those who are full of running and sweat, and now have no marks, must have been many boring afternoons, evenings and early mornings.When we have nothing to do on the sidelines, we compare height and arm length, or see who has bigger hands.I remember that Zimo had never participated in this activity, and Zhou Yuandi had the thinnest and longest hands at that time; Yang Congbai and I seemed to be about the same height, he once insisted that he was one or two centimeters taller, but I always Neither admitted it.But I never beat him in arm wrestling, or in other words, never really won.Because even if I beat him once in a while, Yao Ruochen would always yell at the side, saying that Yang Congbai deliberately let me go.

We were young and bored back then and we spent so much time as if those days would last forever.

"hurry up."

He urges me.

I took off the Doraemon apron on my body, and he took it and put it on.

Not to mention, Yang Congbai can wear at least 50 yuan for an apron at the night market downstairs.

He re-ignited the gas, his voice was not so real amidst the noise of the range hood, "Coco also likes Doraemon."

Under my guidance, Yang Congbai's Mala Xiangguo was a huge success, and he gave himself a good review without being polite.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Yoyo who is doing it better."

He obviously hadn't tasted my version, but he was extremely confident.

Yoyo has already rushed to answer, "Uncle did a good job!"

I secretly glared at him, this little guy who eats inside and out!

Yang Congbai stared back at Youyou, "Are you not convinced?"

"Convince me, it's better for senior brother to do it better!" I also gave in to the cannibal's short-mouthed, tongue-in-cheek desire, "Senior brother, you are too good! Why are you so good at cooking?"

"With more practice, you will be fine."

And what he made is not spicy at all, and it is so fragrant, I am really ashamed of myself.

"I prepared all the peppers, why didn't you put them in? I remember that you like spicy food, you and Zimo. At that time, I ate a fragrant pot, but what you ate was a spicy hot pot. "

He stopped his chopsticks, and his eyes just fell on the fish that I poked, "I don't eat spicy food much anymore."

"Why?"

"Children can't eat spicy food."

This is true.

"Yuyou can't eat it either. Your family is a girl. Girls should eat less spicy food. It's not good for the skin in the future."

He smiled, "OK."

"Dad, why is it bad for your skin?"

"Because it will cause acne!"

"Then am I not a girl and I get acne?"

"It's not a girl who can..."

"Did dad get acne when he was a boy?"

"Father never thought about it, this one who divides people, you see that Uncle Yang likes spicy food so much, and his skin is so good that he never has acne..."

While dealing with Yoyo, I sighed in my heart, "When Dad was a boy", that seemed to be a long, long time ago.

Today Yoyo's appetite is very good, I was busy peeling shrimps for him, picking fish bones, and coercing him to eat a few more mouthfuls of vegetables.After he was full, he patted his belly and rolled down to play by himself, and then I started to feed myself.Yang Congbai might be really tired, he ate very slowly, listening to our conversation, and interrupted from time to time.After Yoyo got off the table, I put the peeled shrimp in Yang Congbai's bowl, he was stunned for a moment, and then I was also stunned.

"..."

"Ouch," I was quite embarrassed, "Why did I treat you like a child too."

He laughed at me, said "thank you" politely, and ate the shrimp.

"I heard from Su Zhe that you are coming to Beicheng."

"Ah yes! I'll be there next month. The new project is over there. You said it's a coincidence, Party A is your hospital, and I will work in the same hospital with you from now on!"

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I……"

Yeah, why didn't I think of telling him.

"I didn't want to wait for you to come and give you a surprise!"

He glanced at me, as if he didn't like this, "What about Yoyo?"

"Go too, I have to take my son with me."

"How long will you stay in Beicheng?"

"It will take a year, right? Actually, I want to see if I can stay there, if I can stay..."

I also said that if I knew this earlier, it would be better to stay and work in Beicheng after graduating from a bachelor's degree. Maybe now the house is bought and so on.But for my if theory, his reaction was quite flat, and he didn't agree with me.

"Where are you here?"

"The house the company found is very close to the hospital. I will take care of it for half a year, and then I will figure out how to do it myself."

"Send me the address back. Where is Yoyo going to kindergarten?"

"They said they could introduce you to a community kindergarten. I saw it, and it's okay, and it's pretty close to where I live."

I said it with a guilty conscience, and sure enough, Yang Congbai frowned upon hearing this.

"How is the quality of teaching? Have you checked it? Youyou is currently studying bilingually. Don't delay it when you get there. And you will be going to primary school next year, so you have to plan everything..."

If only it could be as easy as he said.

"You have to take it slow, how can it be done in one step. I'm thinking about not finding a place for him to learn English, and going to make up for it on weekends..."

He nodded, as if he didn't mean to embarrass me anymore, "You don't have to worry too much, children adapt to the environment very quickly, better than adults."

I heard that the comfort seemed inappropriate, and I heard him say again, "But you, the new project, will the pressure be too much? The pace over there will definitely be faster than you are now, I'm afraid you..."

"Senior brother," I interrupted him, "If it doesn't work, I'll bring you back, if not, I'll go back to my hometown. I don't want to force you to stay there either."

He was stunned for a while, and he didn't look at me anymore, "You just have to know in your own mind."

Why should I do this.

No one spoke for a while, and I knew he was uncomfortable with what I said, so I peeled another shrimp for him.

"Don't worry, I'm not alone. My sister is still over there. If I need anything, I'll just go to her."

He brought all the prawns to his mouth, and then stopped his chopsticks to look at me.

"Where does your sister live? Is it close to you?"

"She, she lives in Dadong, separated from us by a lot... Wait for me to count!"

"..."

"There must be three, four, five or six rings!"

"A distant relative is worse than a close neighbor. If you need anything, you should come to me." He paused, "Of course there is Su Zhe."

Hearing what he said, I knew it was out of politeness, and I was also happy.

"I'm not afraid of annoying you."

He glanced at me, "I can't guarantee my words, but Su Zhe will definitely bother you."

"Nonsense, Su Zhe treats me very well!"

"Oh, then you can find him later."

"Isn't it the same to find him and find you?"

I got carried away for a moment and said the last thing I should have said.

Sure enough, he glanced at me right away, "You just need to know."

"..."

This is a bit embarrassing.

After a short silence, I finally mustered up the courage, "Brother, thank you for Zhu Yan's medical treatment for the child."

If he asked me why I didn't look for him, what should I say?I don't have your phone number?I really don't have his phone number...

"It should." Yang Congbai said.

"Do not……"

This is not what should be done, he has nothing to do for me.

"I said you should thank me."

"..."

He smiled, and seemed satisfied with my speechless face, "Hurry up and eat, you are the slowest."

After dinner, I solemnly invited out the durian, and naturally invited Yang Congbai to cut it himself.He took the knife and made mental preparations for a while, then asked me specifically, "Can the windows of your house be opened?"

I patted my chest, "Brother, please rest assured, there is no alarm!"

He let out a long breath cooperatively, "That's good."

The moment the durian opened, I really wanted to call the police.Look at Yang Congbai again, his expression is the same as mine.

"You guys stink!"

Yoyo held her nose and ran over and yelled at us loudly, then turned and ran away after shouting.

So the smelly father and the smelly uncle Yang had to nest in the kitchen and eat the smelly durian.I don't know who started laughing first, we couldn't stop laughing.

"Actually, I haven't eaten durian for a long time."

"It must be your daughter who thinks it stinks!"

He was still smiling, but there was a bit of loneliness in his expression.Yes, the last time we ate durian together, we were just two students, but now, we are both fathers.

"Would you like to take that girl of yours?"

He hesitated for a moment, lowered his eyes, "It's not easy to carry. I'm a bit spoiled by me."

"Don't worry," I poked him with my arm, "I, the super daddy, will come over to support you soon, and let me meet your little girl when the time comes!"

He was dubious, "Are you on my side?"

"Of course I'm on your side! You see that Yoyo hates me so much that I even eat durian with you!"

"It's obvious that you are hungry."

"I'm greedy, so why don't you excuse me?"

He persisted, "You admitted it."

"Admit what?! I don't admit it!"

"Then don't eat it."

"Why?!"

"Didn't you just buy it for me?"

He's pretty serious.

"I can't eat what I bought for you?"

"Yes," he changed his words quickly, "you can just buy it for me."

"Why are you acting like a child... Hey, this is mine, don't grab it from me!"

Before going to bed, Youyou asked Yang Congbai to tell him a bedtime story by name, and the story was endless.I came out of the shower and wanted to rescue Yang Congbai. When I walked to the door of the room, I saw that under the orange warm lamp, I was snuggling in Yang Congbai's arms, very obedient.

This gives me a feeling similar to "home", which is somewhat inexplicable.

After all, this is my home.

They are telling a story about butterflies and dandelions.Butterfly met a dandelion during the journey, was fascinated by its gentleness and simplicity, and decided to stay with it.The butterfly missed other flowers because of this, but the dandelion was blown by the wind, and the dandelion was gone.

I've seen the answer to the riddle, and the story is about the wind propagation of dandelions.

Sure enough, Yang Congbai turned to the notes at the back of the book, and he told Bai Youyou that dandelions will bloom new flowers in the distance.

"But I think the butterfly is so pitiful." Yoyo seemed unwilling to accept it, "Can't it take the dandelion away?"

Yang Congbai replied seriously, "Dandelion has its own way to go."

"But the butterfly also has its own way to go." Yoyo felt aggrieved, "If Dandelion had to go, the butterfly shouldn't have stayed with it in the first place."

yes.But this is its choice, and there may be no reason to say it.

"This is its choice." Yang Congbai closed the book, stroking the flowers on the cover, "It likes dandelions, so it chose to stay with it at first; but it likes it too much, so it chooses to let it go as it wants. The place."

His expression was so gentle and calm, as if he was having an adult conversation with Yoyo.

And such a truth, even us adults may not understand it.

"Yuyou, it's time to sleep."

I walked over to take the book from Yang Congbai's hand, with the temperature of his palm still on it.

"Father, can I sleep with uncle tonight?" Yoyo begged pitifully.

"No. Dad said it, children have to sleep by themselves."

Yang Congbai helped him cover the quilt, "Good night, Youyou."

I urged him to take a shower and told him that the pillows and sheets in the bedroom were clean and that I would sleep in the living room tonight.

But he disagrees.

"I'm going to sleep in the living room."

"No, you are a guest."

"Didn't it be agreed before?"

"My home site listens to me, I sleep in the living room."

"Yu Fei..."

"Dad," Yoyo interrupted the humility between us, "You two are not children anymore, why can't you sleep together?"

"..."

"..."

Holding those picture books, I felt a little embarrassed.It's not impossible to sleep together, anyway, I have a double bed.But I guess Yang Congbai would rather sleep on the sofa than to sleep with me.

"That's right, senior brother, why don't you squeeze it. I slept on that sofa before, and it was quite uncomfortable. When I woke up in the morning, my back was sore and my legs were cramping..."

"That's so powerful." He smiled, "Then I'm going to take a shower."

Since he made no objection, I took it as his consent.I coaxed Yoyo to fall asleep, and sat for a while longer until I heard the outside quiet down.I went to the living room to check whether the toys were put away, whether the doors and windows were locked tightly, whether the gas was turned off, and then turned off the lights one by one. When I returned to the bedroom, Yang Congbai had already fallen asleep.

"That brat is exhausting you." I lay down next to him and spread out my quilt, "Brother, take a good rest, I'll take you to the airport tomorrow."

"No," he said, "I'll just take a taxi myself."

"It's okay, Yoyo wants to stay with you for a while."

"...then I'll trouble you."

"Hey, brother, don't be so polite."

He stopped talking, and I thought he must be very tired.

The curtains couldn't see a ray of moonlight, and I listened to his steady breathing, and my tiredness swept over me.

He returned to the place where I was close to Chi Chi.

"Brother," I said in the dark, "at that time, you didn't apply for an exchange abroad. Was it because of someone?"

I just, suddenly had this idea.

Perhaps in those life tracks that I never knew belonged to him, there were some people who made him stop and hesitate, but I never participated in those thoughts, let alone shared them for a moment.However, several years later, at this very moment, under the cover of the night, I suddenly had the urge to ask questions.

I don't think he will answer, but as time has passed, he should not blame me.

My voice was like a stone thrown into a lake, and there was no response.Even the star-point ripples it stirs up are only my own.

I thought he might have fallen asleep.

I gradually sank into boundless sleepiness, until I couldn't distinguish between reality and dream, and I seemed to hear him say, "Yes."

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