years and years

Shuci was soundly asleep when there was a "bang bang bang" knock on the door.

"Get up! Get up—"

Shuci covered his head with the quilt, and was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe again, lifted the quilt, and said in pain, "Grandpa, what time is it, let me sleep again!"

Glancing at the time, Shuci's eyes were even darkened, and his eyes were sore from sleepiness. It's only after seven o'clock in the morning.

Mr. Mu was still knocking on the door: "Get up and have breakfast, and go shopping in the supermarket after dinner! If I didn't run out of things, you would think I wanted you to wake up!"

I'm wondering, isn't it all the love from the mother that the children hugged a few days before returning home from the holiday?Although he doesn't have a mother - but it's only the second day since he came back, why does grandpa start to dislike him?

Shu Ci is a person who has the spirit of getting up. Although he will restrain himself from Mr. Mu, he still has a straight face when he is not awake. After eating, he waits for Mr. Mu in the yard. He has nothing to do, so he goes under the tree to stare at Xiao Nian Ya Look, it's a little unexpected that small saplings can grow in such a cold day.

He took a photo and sent it to You Yezhi, who edited: Good morning.

You Yezhi stayed in bed, woke up but didn't get up, took a look at the phone, and replied, "Wake up so early?Not like you.

Ci: Don't mention it, my grandpa started knocking on the door after seven o'clock.

You Yezhi smiled helplessly, and stared at the little bud in the picture for a while.

Ci: The porridge and deep-fried dough sticks I drank in the morning, have you eaten them?

.: No, I haven't woken up yet.

Shu Ci glanced at the time, it was past eight o'clock.He typed and sent it: You like to stay in bed very much recently, what a lazy cat.

Little lazy cat.

You Yezhi was lying on his side looking at his phone, he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

In fact, he regretted the handwriting over there after sending it out, and when it was withdrawn, it seemed that there was no silver 300 taels here. He knew You Yezhi too well, and he knew that You Yezhi didn't know how to reply.

Sure enough, it was quiet for 2 minutes, Shuci sighed, and the editor said: It's rare to rest, you should sleep more, I will accompany my grandfather to the supermarket.

.:good.

The street was crowded with people. A group of dark people surrounded the opposite side of the road. Shuci was tall, and he could see what he was doing by standing on tiptoe. When he turned his head, he couldn't find his grandfather. When he looked carefully, he saw that Mr. Mu was standing on top of his head. Black knitted hats squeezed into the crowd.

Shuci pulled him out: "Writing couplets."

Elder Mu saw it, and helped the little black hat that was squeezed crookedly: "It's not as good as my writing."

... This is true, the couplets in their family are written every year by Mr. Mu himself, and every time he writes a few more and give them to the neighbors.It is written with good handwriting, and I have to accept it.

Shu Ci suddenly thought of something, and said, "Master, you can write a few more pictures when you go back, and I will take them back."

"Where are you taking it?"

"City A."

Mu Lao waved his hand, very chic: "Okay!"

There were too many people in the supermarket, and the elderly were slow shopping, picking and choosing, Shuci pushed the cart and followed Mu Lao.

He looked up, and saw that the two of them had been standing in the snack area for a long time, Shuci tugged at Mu Lao: "Master, what are you looking at, you don't like to eat."

Elder Mu didn't look back, picked up the jelly to look at it, and then picked up a box of milk: "I bought it for you to eat, so that you don't have to sleep up in the middle of the night to look for food."

"Ah, so you can hear it."

"It was so quiet in the middle of the night, even a kitten and a dog could hear it." The supermarket was a bit hot, and Mr. Mu took off his hat and rubbed his graying hair: "Buy a carton of milk, so don't drink carbonated drinks anymore. Stomach It’s not good to mess around every day.”

Shuci broke his arm and said with a smile, "I've stopped drinking carbonated drinks for a long time." The refrigerator in City A is full of coconut milk.

"Besides, my stomach problem is much better now, probably because of eating the rice cooked by You Yezhi."

Eight of the ten sentences cannot be separated from You Yezhi, Mu Lao nodded and said, "But you can't bother him too much, should he cook for you?"

Shuci said I know I know, and thought for a while to defend himself: "I know, you don't think he can cook, but even if he doesn't know how to take care of himself, I will help take care of him. Don't worry, your grandson is like me. Someone who takes advantage of others?"

Elder Mu ignored him and said, "Unless the relationship between the two of you is so good that you don't need to worry about it."

Don't need to worry about these?relation?How good is it?

He didn't ask, and Mr. Mu didn't give him a chance to ask any more. He picked some nuts and fruits, and finally Shuci carried two big bags home with them.

The fish and ribs at home were picked by Mr. Mu from the vegetable market early in the morning. They were very fresh, and Shuci couldn't help much because he didn't know how to cook, so he had to move a bench to bask in the sun in the yard.

There were two dog barks at the door, Shuci opened his eyes and saw that it was a yellow Chinese pastoral dog, overfed, barked twice and ran away.

There was a lot of fish and meat for lunch, instead of rice, it was handmade steamed buns made by Mr. Mu himself.Shuci's eyes shined brightly: "Grandpa, you don't even know how much I miss your cooking, I'm so hungry."

"Eat more." Mu Lao smiled and picked up the ribs for him, and said: "Then your food is also good, I didn't see you thin."

Shuci took a bite of the steamed bun: "You Yezhi's cooking is also very delicious."

Mr. Mu shook his head, and without saying anything, he lowered his head and ate the food.

With a "click", Shuci took a photo and sent it to You Yezhi, and the editor asked: Have you eaten?Look at the dishes my grandpa cooks.

You Yezhi sat in front of the easel for a long time, rubbed his neck and got up to wash his hands, saw the news of Shuci, picked up his phone and replied: Not yet.

Ci: What time is it and you still have dinner?What are you doing?

.: Now we are ready to do it.

That means he didn't go anywhere at home, Shu Ci stared at his phone and didn't notice Mu Lao's death ray, so he edited: Be richer.

After posting, I typed again: I really want you to try the dishes made by my grandpa, they are as delicious as yours.

While waiting for a reply message, Shuci stretched out his hand to pick up vegetables, picked up a piece of fish and put it into Mu Lao's bowl, when he raised his head to meet that gaze, he was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

Elder Mu chewed on the steamed bun, and gave him another look.

Shuci guessed it: "Didn't I show him the dishes my grandpa cooks? I praised him before, saying that the meals he cooks are as delicious as yours."

"When can you bring him home?"

Shuci: "Huh?"

Elder Mu looked at him again: "Ah what?"

It doesn't look like a joke, but serious.Shuci moved forward, looked at Mr. Mu and said, "I really asked him to come back and celebrate the New Year with me, but he didn't agree."

Co-author, he almost brought a boy home for the New Year when he came back from vacation this time? ! ... It is strange to agree!Mr. Mu looked at the scriptures, shook his head, and thought, "It's over, it's over, just wait for the silly grandson to wake up."

The other party replied, Shuci tilted his head to look, and You Yezhi replied: That still can't compare to grandpa.

Ci: Do you want to eat?

.: Can you eat it?

Shuci smiled slightly at the phone and typed: Of course.

Elder Mu couldn't bear it anymore, and knocked on his head: "Stop laughing! Eat!"

The weather turned cloudy in the afternoon, and Shuci went to bed late and woke up early, lying on the bed in the afternoon and playing with his mobile phone. After playing for a while, he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, so he threw away the mobile phone to catch up on sleep.

I don't know what time it is, but Mr. Mu knocked on the door of his room: "Aren't you awake yet? Are you going to sleep at night?"

Shu Ci rubbed his eyes with two fingers, and glanced at the time, it was past four in the afternoon.He got up to wash his face and took out a bottle of milk to drink.

When he passed by the door, he vaguely saw snowflakes slowly falling in the sky. The silence was unbelievable. The snowflakes were flying like catkins and falling slowly.

Shuci stood at the door with his milk in his hand, without turning his head, and asked, "Grandpa, when did it snow?"

Mr. Mu was chopping vegetables: "You just fell asleep for a while."

As if thinking of something suddenly, Shuci went back to the house to get his mobile phone, found You Yezhi's chat interface, and sent a sentence: Is it snowing in city A?

The weather in City A was also cloudy, with a howling cold wind blowing outside, You Yezhi sat in front of the easel, glanced out the window and then looked back, replied: No.

Ci: It's snowing in our house, let me show you.

Shuci posted a picture of snow, and You Yezhi looked at it. From other angles in the photo, he could vaguely see that Shuci's home was a courtyard house.

Thinking vaguely that the house in the dream seemed to be the same, You Yezhi smiled slightly, looked up and saw the coconut milk on the table, and he reached for a bottle.

Seeing that he didn't reply, Shuci thought for his sake and didn't want to end the topic, so he asked again: What do you have for dinner?

You Yezhi thought for a while: Maybe he could cook fried rice on a sizzling plate.

Ci: You can do this too?

.:Um

Ci: yourself?

.:Um

Ci: remember to take a picture for me

Coconut milk is mellow and not very sweet.You Yezhi swallowed lightly, looked down at the small bottle, and took another sip.

After drinking most of it, he put the coconut milk back on the table and glanced at the draft on the drawing paper. It was a men's suit, which hadn't been designed yet.

Shu Ci stared at the phone, seeing that the other party replied "Yes".

The snow was falling harder and harder, with no sign of stopping.Shuci held the phone and looked up for a while, then went out and began to attack Mr. Mu.On New Year's Eve, every household is full of big fish and meat, but the two of them can't eat much, Shuci stopped Mu Lao from letting him cook too much.

Braised fish in brown sauce, braised pork ribs with beef, and a few simple side dishes. The porridge cooked by Mr. Mu himself makes his mouth water. It’s still not as good as your cooking, Lord, I think about your cooking every day, really.”

Mr. Mu exposed him: "I know, at that time you often sent me messages saying that you wanted to eat, but then you stopped. I guess, is it because you met Xiaozhi?"

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is true.

He served two bowls of porridge, and the grandpa and grandson sat at the table with the TV on, waiting for the gala to start.Shuci was not interested in watching TV, thought for a while, and said, "He is celebrating the New Year alone now."

Elder Mu looked up at him: "What? Where are his parents?"

"His mother passed away, and his father remarried and gave birth to a son, so he came out to live alone."

Elder Mu sighed deeply: "This is really hard for the child."

The book can almost imagine the picture of You Yezhi at home. He was wearing an apron and warm-colored home clothes, cutting with a knife with a very soft voice. He lowered his head slightly and looked at the cut vegetables.

Then he walked to the table with the bowl in his hand, pulled out the chair and sat down.You Yezhi doesn't like watching TV very much, he must not have turned on the TV, the whole room is so quiet that only the sound of chopsticks hitting the bowl can be heard, almost eerily quiet.

And that's how You Yezhi finished the meal that was supposed to be a lively meal for the whole family.

Shuci now regrets not bringing You Yezhi home, even if he disagrees with life and death, he will find a way to bring him back.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to You Yezhi.

Ci: Have you eaten?

.: Doing it, it will be ready soon.

Shuci stared at the screen for a moment, then smiled again.

At that time, Shuci was lying on the sofa or playing with his mobile phone in his room, while You Yezhi was cooking in the kitchen.He was hungry and couldn't wait, so he asked him loudly, "Is the meal ready?", "When will it be ready?", and You Yezhihui answered him patiently, "soon" or "immediately".

After a while, You Yezhi really sent a picture.

It was a fried rice, and the book was shown to Mu Lao, and said, "Look, the rice cooked by You Yezhi looks delicious, doesn't it?"

The old man didn't care about this, but just asked: "Is this enough to eat?"

Shuci raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "How old is he, he won't starve himself, and he doesn't have a big appetite, so he doesn't eat much."

The smiles in his grandson's eyes almost overflowed, and Mr. Mu sandwiched the ribs for him without saying anything.

Shuci took a picture of the dish he was eating and sent it to You Yezhi, with a smile on his lips and tender eyes.

Ci: Happy New Year, actually I want to watch snowflakes with you.

In just a few minutes, You Yezhi replied to him: It's snowing.

The strong wind stopped, and it was snowing in City A, which was quiet and light and small snowflakes.

You Yezhi stood in front of the window and looked at it for a while, the phone rang, he looked down, it was not the news of Shuci, but his father, who told him Happy New Year and transferred a sum of money to him.

He didn't click, cut out the interface, and read the sentence sent to him by Shuci: Happy New Year.

You Yezhi turned around, reached out and took the half bottle of coconut milk away.