Brilliant youth

"Hi, hi! I'm here, cousin!!" As soon as I walked out of the airport, I heard a voice that sounded like waxy, which made me smile.

"Cirou!" The woman next to Akutagawa Cirou signaled him not to be so flamboyant. Seeing this, my smile deepened, "Aunt Lan!"

The woman smiled at me implicitly and said, "Yingluo, you are finally here."

"Yes." I nodded, Cilang jumped to my side, took the luggage in my hand, and Aunt Lan took my hand and walked outside.

Walking outside the airport, a car was already waiting outside.

When getting in the car, Cilang wanted to sit in the back with me, but Aunt Lan drove him to sit in the front. After we sat down, the car started slowly.

"Yingluo, you..." Aunt Lan took my hand and began to cry, "That person who told your mother not to go to England was not a good person, but she didn't believe what I said, so she went early and threw away Let you be there alone with no relatives and no reason, and you will be treated like that again..."

I patted the back of Aunt Lan's hand and said reassuringly, "It's nothing, Aunt Lan, leaving that family is not necessarily a bad thing for me."

Aunt Lan stopped her tears when she heard me say that. She took out a handkerchief, wiped away her tears, and said, "You're right, it's not a bad thing. Now that you're in Japan, it's not their decision." In terms of territory, although Minazuki's family is not as good as the other big families, they are not oppressed by others."

Hearing this, I was very entangled, thinking that I would see my "grandpa" later, I felt a little nervous.The eyes of the old man who has been baptized by time are much sharper than theirs. Although the old man has only seen Minazutsukagero a few times, and I have all the memories of Minazukikagera, but it is a lie to say that I am not nervous.Perhaps sensing my nervousness, Aunt Lan smiled and said to me: "The old man has always been very worried about you, so you don't have to be afraid."

I nodded slightly, and my palms began to get wet.

"Cousin Ying, you don't have to worry. Grandpa is very nice. Every time I go to grandpa, he will prepare delicious cakes for me. This time I heard that Cousin Ying is coming back. Grandpa even asked mom to prepare a new room for you. !” Akutagawa turned around, leaned on the back of the chair, raised a big smile, and said to me.

Hearing Cilang's innocent words, I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Ci Lang, I remember you used to like to sleep, why are you so energetic today to listen to me chatting with Aunt Lan!" Ci Lang blinked his eyes and remained silent.

Instead, Aunt Lan said: "Yesterday, I told Cilang that you are coming back today, and asked him to pick up the plane with me today. As a result, he didn't sleep all night, and he was so excited. We were on the way here just now. , he fell asleep."

"Mom!" Akutagawa was dissatisfied with Aunt Lan's revealing his truth, "I'm so energetic today because I got enough sleep yesterday!"

silent……

In fact, Cilang, you are really not suitable for lying. I clearly remember that you used to be awake all day long, and you were awake for at most five or six hours, and that was still under the condition of a "supervisor"...

Aunt Lan obviously thought of this too, watching her son tell lame lies with black lines all over her face.

Seeing the expressions on me and Aunt Lan, Akutagawa immediately blushed. After a cold snort, he turned around, and Aunt Lan and I looked at each other and smiled.

Because of Jiro's interruption, the atmosphere became active, and I was not so nervous.

The car slowly approached Minazuki House...

"Get out of the car, Cilang." After getting out of the car, we found that Cilang had fallen asleep again. I bent down, opened the car door, and gently pushed Cilang.

Cilang just moved his head and muttered: "It's delicious...the cake..."

I suppressed the rising smile, and pushed Cirou slightly, but there was still no movement.

Aunt Lan seemed to be familiar with this scene, she said something to the driver who was driving just now, and then the driver returned to the car, took out a cake from the small refrigerator in the car and handed it to me.

I looked at the cake, then at Aunt Lan, and finally at Cilang who was still sleeping soundly, and smiled knowingly.

I leaned close to Cilang's ear and whispered, "Is the chocolate cake delicious, Cilang?"

Then, Cilang suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up from the car seat, but he forgot that he was in the car now...

In the end, Cilang still didn't get the cake. He pitifully clutched the bag on his head that had been knocked out just now, got out of the car, and followed the servant who carried the cake into the house with his eyes.

I stood in front of the gate, looked at the rather ancient house in front of me, and then thought of the grandfather in my memory, and I calmed down, without the impetuousness and fear just now.

"Let's go, Yingluo."

"Hi."

Aunt Lan walked in front, Cilang and I walked one step behind Aunt Lan, followed behind Aunt Lan unhurriedly, and always kept a step away from her.

"Yingluo hasn't come back for a long time, too."

"Ah."

"When I see your grandfather later, don't tell him about your mother. He... still regrets not stopping your mother from going to England."

"I know." Thinking of the poor woman in my memory, I don't know what to feel, what to feel.

"That's good……"

I stared at Aunt Lan's back and smiled. Cilang looked at me in confusion, and continued to wander, thinking about the cake that had nothing to do with him just now...

******

"Tut duk duk..." Aunt Lan raised her hand and knocked lightly on the door. Then, a slightly old voice sounded: "Come in."

Aunt Lan opened the door, bent down, and said, "Excuse me."

Then, he led me in with Cilang, and saw a hale and hearty old man in a black kimono kneeling upright in front of the desk, with a wolf hair in his hand, walking on the white rice paper.The old man didn't speak, and we couldn't speak first, so we stood aside quietly.

Aunt Lan lowered her head, apparently familiar with this scene, while Ci Lang looked drowsy, yawning from time to time, and I looked at the picture scrolls hanging on the surrounding walls with great interest .

Speaking of picture scrolls, there are many literati paintings of the Celestial Dynasty, and most of these paintings are themed with plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum. What surprised me is that there are many words hanging on the wall, and these words are It is mainly written in Chinese characters.

Finally, when I heard the sound of letting go of my wolf hair, I hurriedly withdrew my spirits, and caught a glimpse of Cirou who had been slack just now, also corrected his posture.When the old man put down the wolf hair, Aunt Lan stepped forward and picked up the handwriting that the old man had just written. I saw the same handwriting on another table, and I knew that Aunt Lan was going to put it on the table. go over there.

The piece written by the old man is a bit big, and Aunt Lan is not easy to hold it. Seeing it, I hurried forward to help Aunt Lan put the words away. place.

Not long after standing still, I heard the old man say, "Have you made your decision yet?"

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