luck on thursday

"When are they coming back?"

Every day, Lin Qingyang would raise her face, expecting an accurate answer from the adults, but no one knew the correct answer. After all, the distance was too far away, and no one would pay attention to these things often.

Only the little boy in foster care at home ran to the phone on time, picked up the receiver, and pretended to say hello a few times. When there was no sound from the other side, he nodded solemnly and turned off the phone.

Even if it was not easy, the other side still made a cross-country call and told him the return flight.

Lin Qingyang nodded happily, and finally covered the receiver and said in a low voice, "Mom, I miss you." The boy was a little shy when he spoke, and he rarely said such words. It's just that he hasn't seen his family for a long time, so he can't help but miss you .

The woman on the opposite side laughed softly, her voice became softer, as if she was shouting to the other side: "Dad! Yang Yang said he missed us!"

Until three weeks later, Lin Qingyang held the newspaper and stared blankly.

The woman touched her belly, feeling a little helpless.She can't help it, but this kind of thing... is really not what ordinary people can expect.

She knew that Lin Qingyang had learned a lot of words, enough for him to understand what was written in this newspaper.No one can accept a plane crash.

"Don't be sad, Joe," she racked her brains to come up with an excuse, hoping to make the children feel less uncomfortable, "they...they think they can't see Joe abroad, so they become stars in the sky, and they want to see it well." Look at Joe."

"It says they are all dead." The child already understood the concept of death, but in his imagination, death was sleep, and he couldn't wake up after falling asleep. "Will you become a star after you die?"

"Yes," the woman said, taking him in her arms, "Joe...don't be sad."

He suddenly didn't understand anything, didn't speak, just opened his eyes wide, tears poured out silently, falling drop by drop, hitting the floor, splashing one after another shallow water, speechless grief spread.

Lin Qingyang was sent away because the family was about to usher in a new life. As a not-so-rich foster family, they couldn't afford both Lin Qingyang who had lost the living expenses and another new life, so they had to send him to orphanage.

Another year later, he was adopted by another family.

"There are still some twists and turns in the future, probably boarding everywhere, and then there will always be various reasons for the host family to send me back to the orphanage. In the end, I will live in the home of my current adoptive parents, as you know."

Lin Qingyang touched the corners of her eyes casually, sighed, moved her toes uneasily, and kicked away the small round stones on the road.

He walked a few steps forward with his hands behind his back, and looked through the open window, but he couldn't see the familiar decorations and traces. Everything seemed to be reset, and he could only find clues from the corners.

"What are you talking about? It's all over anyway." Lin Qingyang laughed again, and pulled Louis to go out, "Let's go, let me find you the things I ate when I was a child, but I don't know if there are any more. Didn't sell..."

They walked out from the other end of the alley in silence and rejoined the noisy crowd.

Louis gently pinched the young master's fingers, and said in a low voice, "Master seems very unhappy?"

"How can I be happy?" Lin Qingyang smiled helplessly, turned his face away, with a dazed expression, "I'm almost used to it, I haven't lived in one place for more than a few years."

So let yourself adapt to the new environment as quickly as possible, and then enjoy a peaceful life in a few days.

For example, the Fitz Manor in the past three months.After leaving, he also has to find a place to stay quickly, and then buy a house. At that time, he should almost be able to get a long enough residence instead of running around.

When the scent came, Lin Qingyang sniffled, smiled, and led Louis to follow the scent. Passing by a variety of shops and vendors, he bought a cannon and threw it to play, and finally found the smell in his memory.

It was a street vendor selling oil cakes. Lin Qingyang vaguely remembered that there used to be a small trolley selling oil cakes here. Unexpectedly, it is still there, but the small cart has turned into a small storefront. The bad ones have been replaced.

But fortunately, the oil cake is still the same as in the memory, it is crunchy in the mouth, slightly greasy but not obvious, the golden skin is rolled with particles, and there is a hint of pork taste.

Lin Qingyang gnawed off an oil cake in two or three bites, seeing Louis standing there, almost laughed out loud: "Louis?"

The butler also held Lin Qingyang's oil cake of the same style in his hand, but he really hesitated, not knowing whether he should bite it directly, until the young master who had finished eating one turned around from the front, and then passed it to his mouth.

Lin Qingyang suppressed a smile, stretched out his hand and pulled the one out of Louis' hand, put it back into the plastic bag, dangled it on the little finger.

"Louis must not be used to this kind of greasy food." He smiled and was about to throw it into the trash can. "It's good to have a taste, and you don't need to eat it all..."

Before he could finish speaking, the plastic bag on his little finger suddenly disappeared. Louis held it in his hand, frowned, ate a few mouthfuls, and finally swallowed it all, and his brows relaxed.

He said lightly, "It actually tastes pretty good."

Lin Qingyang covered her face and almost laughed out loud.

He waited for Louis to stuff the plastic bag into the trash can before he took the initiative to go forward, grabbed the corner of Louis's clothes and shook it, and smiled silently. Louis glanced over, reached out and pinched the back of his neck, and couldn't help himself Laughed a bit.

"They're all very cheap things. Louis hasn't eaten them before, so it's normal not to get used to them." Lin Qingyang counted the things he had when he was a child. Pagoda candies seem to be about the same price..."

Louis was obviously a little surprised: "Is there such a cheap thing?"

"Of course, there are so many. My mother gave me two yuan, and I broke it into two hundred cents. I bought one candy every day, and I could eat it for a long time."

He naturally called the woman whose face he could no longer remember as his mother, "When I was in school, grandpa quietly bought me a candy to swallow, so we wouldn't let my mother know." The young master was complacent.

"They are very kind to the young master." Louis said suddenly.

Lin Qingyang chuckled lightly, with a little nostalgia: "They are my family, who taught me everything about enlightenment, light and color in the world, communication and etiquette between people."

"I also love my mother very much," he said, referring to the woman who adopted him in the end. "She took me out of the orphanage, and she also cooked good food for me...but it's strange to say that I I still prefer to eat oriental dishes cooked by my mother, obviously I have been living in this city, and I have never been to the east."

They didn't get it, thought Louie, seeing only the surface of Joe's inclinations.

You can ask the people in the manor to record it, or find a cook from the East another day.

"Master, do you want to go?"

"where?"

"The Kingdom of the East."

"Of course I want to go, after all, it's also my other country-although it's a bit strange to say so."

"In August, Fitz's Department Store held an exhibition in China." Louis paused for a moment, his voice slowly softened, "If the young master wants to go, I can take the young master along."

"August?"

Lin Qingyang was stunned for a moment, then scratched her chin in embarrassment: "I still can't do it, it's too troublesome." Too much trouble for you.

Louis smiled helplessly: "Take a plane, it's a quick thing. But if the young master doesn't want to go, forget it." The journey is very long, and it is indeed a bit troublesome.

They chatted with the ducks for a while, passing by the smelling fiery red mansion, Lin Qingyang stood at the door of this store in a daze, the tip of his nose smelled the aroma that made him unable to move his legs, accompanied by the ubiquitous, rich but Another burst of flavor.

It’s as strong as wine—no, no, no, it’s not the taste of wine, but chili, the shriveled and fiery red chili is crazily producing spiciness under the heat, and there are other different spices, rolling together in the water in the pot, Ups and downs with all ingredients.

Lin Qingyang yearned for it instantly, he turned his head and looked at Louis expectantly: "Shall we go eat here? How about it, Louis."

The young housekeeper sorted out the young master's hair helplessly, and walked towards the store with his half-armed arms: "I don't think the young master intends to ask for my opinion."

"I know you will agree." Lin Qingyang said with a smile.

The store was overcrowded, all the diners were standing or sitting, and there was no food in their hands that could be eaten. The sound of laughing, cursing and playing was everywhere, and they could not be heard outside the door. When Lin Qingyang walked up to the second floor, he was seen The scene shook.

"...It's the first time I've seen so many people." He said dryly.

Louie joked: "I remember there were a lot of people at the station too."

"No, no, it's not that kind of feeling. No matter how crowded the station is, at least you can run. Here is..." It feels like there is no place to stand!terrible!

They shuttled among the diners, and the enthusiastic waiter took them to a table, told them apologetically that there were too many guests today, and some of them could not greet them, and then brought two aprons and told them that they could tie them to prevent oily soiled clothes.

It was the first time for Lin Qingyang to come into contact with this kind of thing, and she was at a loss. She couldn't understand why an apron was needed to eat a meal, and there was a big hole in the middle of the table.

He was holding on to the two straps of the apron dillydally, shaking blankly, thinking that he was going to tie a bow around his neck, but in a blink of an eye he looked up and saw Louis, the handsome housekeeper put the apron on slowly, the two straps Tie it to the back of the waist, the strict suit is creased, and the waistline is drawn out.

When he finished typing and brushed his hair back casually, exposing his forehead and gray-green pupils, Lin Qingyang suddenly felt a little suffocated.

He had never seen Louis in the kitchen, so he didn't know what Louis looked like in an apron. Looking at it this way, he suddenly felt that the butler was handsome and full of fireworks, and suddenly he lost the restraint of a gentleman and became more homely. Warm breath.

When Louis finished dealing with himself in a hurry, and turned to help his young master, he found Lin Qingyang staring at him with wide eyes.

Louis chuckled lightly and said, "What's the matter, young master? Don't you know how to wear it?"

Lin Qingyang blurted out an irrelevant answer: "Louis is so pretty."

……

……Oh, God!If you really exist, let Louis lose his memory!

...Even if Louis can't lose his memory, it's okay to let him lose his memory! ! !

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-11-1017:54:53~2019-11-1220:52:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 2 yogurts; 1 Cao Qi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!