In the eyes of many people, homesickness is a jar of old wine stored in the cellar, and it seems that it is not worthy of a word of nostalgia without raising the wine glass.
But sometimes, it's more like a can of Jianlibao.
When the bottle cap is opened, the emotion of "pop" is released with gas, and tears and soda overflow together; Take a sip and the bubbles dance on the tip of your tongue.
Just like boarding students rush home every time they go to school for vacation, the children are sent to other homes, play well during the day, and cry and shout to go home at night.
Tan Wenbin is the most human-like among the children who went out of the family.
Therefore, his reaction was also the most exciting.
It seems that only by stepping on the dam at home, giving Li Sanjiang a hard hug, and then hearing Uncle Li shout "strong" can he close the coffin from the bottom of his heart to confirm:
Huh, I finally came back, and the thrilling and terrible things I encountered along the way really came to an end.
This kind of feeling, my own father and mother, I really can't give it.
Li Sanjiang likes to be strong, of course, his favorite must be his great-grandson.
"Xiao Yuanhou!"
Familiar dialect accents, like the best catalyst.
Li Chaiyuan's eyes also showed a special look.
Li Sanjiang bent over, intending to pick up the boy, but the first time he failed, and the second time he took a breath in advance to get what he wanted.
It's not that it's too heavy to hold, but it's not as light as before.
Liu Yumei was sitting on a chair drinking tea, the weather turned colder, she was already wearing a small jacket, she couldn't see the majesty of the mountain city, and at this moment she really looked like a delicate little old lady in the countryside.
Aunt Liu smiled and said: "I haven't eaten, wait, I'll order noodles for you."
Li Chaiyuan got off Li Sanjiang, walked into the house, and went upstairs.
Li Sanjiang held a cigarette in his left hand and supported his waist with his right hand, walked towards Liu Yumei, and said with emotion:
"The girl is growing fast, it may not be long before I can't hold her."
Liu Yumei picked up the teacup and took a sip, just thinking that this old guy was farting.
You can carry a dead drifter, but you can't carry a living person?
The old guy simply saw that his great-grandson was back, and his heart was lively again, and he wanted to pick a word to talk about.
Seeing that Liu Yumei did not pick up the stubble, Li Sanjiang said to himself:
"Old, really, in the blink of an eye, tsk, people, true or false."
Liu Yumei: "Then why don't you hurry up and prepare the longevity materials?"
Li Sanjiang shook the ash a little embarrassed: "Well, yes, it seems like it's really time to think about it."
"You can't just think about it, you have to hurry up, now the burial is getting stricter and stricter, if you leave late, there will be no time to drill, you can only be dragged to the crematorium for cremation."
Li Sanjiang smiled and waved his hand in response: "That's right, that's right."
"Uncle Li, let me introduce you to you, this is Yin Meng, a Sichuan-Chongqing person."
Li Sanjiang listened to Tan Wenbin's introduction to himself, and the more he listened, the more he frowned, what, he will live at home in the future?
However, after hearing Yin Meng say that she only needed a place to eat and live without wages, Li Sanjiang felt comfortable and not only promised her to stay, but also said that he would give her the starting salary according to Runsheng and Aunt Liu.
His business already needs manpower, and he still wants normal small work, but he is afraid of entering the Buddha at home.
Liu Yumei saw the shovel exposed in Yin Meng's luggage and waved to her: "Girl, come and talk."
Yin Meng came over with a smile.
"Do you want to drink tea?"
"Okay."
After Yin Meng grabbed a pinch of tea leaves and put them in, he took a hot water bottle and added hot water.
Liu Yumei regretted it a little, knowing that she would have asked Xiaoyuan to make tea for herself and then let him go upstairs.
"Where are you?"
"Fuling people."
"Where is Fuling?"
"Fengdu."
Fengdu, surname Yin.
Liu Yumei continued to ask calmly: "By the dock?"
"Well, my family opened a coffin shop in the county seat."
"Ghost street?"
"Grandma, have you been to us?"
Liu Yumei shook her head: "I haven't been there."
The corpse digger who usually sits on the dock has never been qualified to see her before, but she does know the Fengdu Yin family.
Because the Yin family ancestors are very famous, but they are only ancestors, in fact, they have long since declined.
"Why did you think you came here?"
"Grandpa is gone, and I have no relatives or friends there, so I will follow Brother Xiaoyuan...... Follow Xiaoyuan here."
"Let's live in the west room with A Ting."
"Well, okay, I have good skills and can work."
"Don't talk to me about this, I'm not the master's family."
"Then you came here like me?"
"I guess so."
"The noodles are ready, come and eat." Aunt Liu stood at the kitchen door and shouted.
Liu Yumei raised her chin: "Let's eat noodles."
"Hey, okay."
After Yin Meng left, Liu Yumei fell into deep thought alone.
Aunt Liu came over, sat down on the side, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you?"
"It's sad."
"Because of that girl from the Yin family?"
"Yes and no. I'm thinking, what is a family inheritance, a surname, or some real unique thing, or some kind of belief."
"Why did you think about this?"
"After returning from the mountain city, these things have been spinning in my head."
Aunt Liu covered her mouth and laughed lightly, she knew that the old lady was looking for her own steps.
"A Ting, what are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing at you."
"No rules, slap your mouth."
"Okay, okay, I'll hit, I'll hit." Aunt Liu gently gave herself a few strokes on her face.
Liu Yumei was also amused, waved her hand and drove away:
"Go, go, don't show your eyes in front of me, get busy with you."
"Hey."
Aunt Liu got up, and when she passed by the young people who were eating noodles, she said enthusiastically: "Eat slowly, there are still in the pot, and Auntie will fry a few more eggs for you."
Entering the kitchen, uncovering the lid of the pot, Aunt Liu hummed softly while oiling the pot.
Old lady, let's see how long you can twist your teeth.
Thinking of the day in the future, the noble mistress will have to put down her body and discuss who the next child will be surnamed.
The corners of Liu Ting's mouth couldn't be suppressed, and she was looking forward to it.
It was cold, and the screen door had been removed.
Li Chaiyuan pushed open the door and saw Ah Li standing inside.
He didn't see anyone on the threshold downstairs before, so he knew the girl was in his house.
On the painting table, there are several completed paintings, the drawing paper is surrounded by door frames, the bottom end is a threshold, and the center is painted with terrifying beings that make the scalp tingle.
Li Chaiyuan admired the past one by one, and the pictures that seemed to him made him more and more happy.
This means that Ahri begins to look directly at the horrors she has been avoiding in the past.
Her condition has taken a big step towards the recovery stage.
"Well, why is there still one pressed here?"
Li Zhuyuan unveiled the painting above, revealing the true face of the painting.
The perspective of the painting is from the bottom up, on the terrace on the second floor, sitting a boy holding an ancient book and reading it with relish.
Ah Li, she actually drew herself.
"Why don't you draw yourself on it?"
Ah Li also moved this painting away, and the painting below, at a level angle, was the profile of the boy sitting on a wicker chair reading a book.
Next, there are two more paintings, one is at night, on the dam at home, the boy is standing there, with a shadow of long hair wearing a black cheongsam behind him.
The last picture is in front of the Ding family mourning hall in the mountain city, Ding Lao Er is kneeling, and the boy bows to Ding Lao Er in the door.
In the eyes of the girl, it is all about herself.
Ordinary balconies don't move, but they are alive, so the girl's eyes will move with her.
Raise the palm of your right hand again, the previous burns are no longer visible due to Aunt Liu's ointment, but the lesson from last time is still there.
The girl's illness is getting better and better, but if something goes wrong with her one day, it will inevitably collapse with her.
However, the boy didn't feel that this was a burden of responsibility, but more like a counterweight for himself walking in the wind.
Holding the girl's hand and sitting back on the rattan chair on the terrace on the second floor, the two naturally played three games of Go in the air, and at the same time, Li Zhuiyuan also began to tell her about his interesting experiences after leaving the mountain city.
The boy said very firmly that when he grows up, he will definitely go to Fengdu again and strive to see the Fengdu Emperor, whether he is an immortal or a corpse.
The girl held her chin with her hands on her chin, with a smile in her eyes, the boy's expectations were her expectations, if he found the future interesting, then he would also have a vision for the future.
"Who is that little girl, oh my God, look good."
Although there are many examples of people who were good-looking when they were young but were crippled when they grew up, Yin Meng felt that the little girl upstairs would definitely not, her current appearance was too fault-tolerant, and her appearance could change, and her temperament was difficult to change.
Runsheng: "Ah Li, surname Qin. But don't get close to her, she doesn't like strangers."
Yin Meng: "Are you serious?"
Runsheng: "Seriously."
After the two of them finished eating, they sat on the dam and weaved a paper figure frame.
She even asked Li Sanjiang, who was sitting there smoking, with great interest:
"Uncle Li, don't you consider opening another coffin shop, I will do it."
Li Sanjiang threw the cigarette butt he smoked to the ground and stepped on it with the sole of his shoe:
"No, this line of work is with us, and the rabbit tail can't grow."
After a pause, Li Sanjiang said again: "It can be customized."
Yin Meng said heroically: "Cheng, I'll make one for you first."
Li Sanjiang clapped his hands: "Yes, yes."
Just then, Aunt Liu passed by, and Li Sanjiang greeted her and asked, "Do you want to order one for your mother-in-law?"
"What are you doing, coffin?"
"Yes, buy your own ingredients, or make them yourself, it's cheap and cost-effective."
"No, our family is not buried."
Yin Meng suddenly raised her head and looked at Aunt Liu.
Aunt Liu continued: "We are responding to the trend of the times and plan to cremate."
Yin Meng lowered her head and continued to work.
"Okay, I want to think about who else I can make it for, one for the mountain cannon?"
Runsheng looked at Li Sanjiang happily.
"No, I can't afford to eat mountain cannon rice, how can I have the money to order a coffin."
"Uncle, deduct it from my wages."
"Hey, uncle is teasing you kid, even if he has no money, we can still afford to give him a coffin, he is also an orphan without a father or mother, without an ancestral grave, he will be buried with me in the future, buried next door, and I will nag him when I have free time.
Marquis Runsheng, what do you think?"
Runsheng was silent, his grandfather used to scold Li Sanjiang behind his back when he was at home.
He said that every time he went out to work with Li Sanjiang over the years, he suffered and suffered, and Li Sanjiang was the one who was in the limelight.
Grandpa said that the worst thing he did in his life was to get to know Li Sanjiang, and he would definitely stay away from this old thing in his next life.
If this is buried together as neighbors, Runsheng is really afraid that his grandfather will be so angry that he will pretend to be a corpse.
"Marquis Runsheng, let me ask you!"
Even in the face of Li Sanjiang's urging, Runsheng did not dare to perfunctory reply with a "good", because although Uncle Li was much older than his grandfather, he always felt that his grandfather would most likely have to walk ahead of Uncle Li.
If I agree to this stubble at this time, when my grandfather kicks his legs, there will be no way to change it.
Tan Wenbin walked out of the toilet at the back of the house at this time, and said while fastening his belt:
"I said Uncle Li, what's so good about your ancestral grave, if you want me to say, you still have to choose a feng shui treasure land, so that future generations can prosper!
As for our Uncle Shan, unless he begs us, don't think about sharing our good fortune with us in the future."
"Opponent, don't let the mountain artillery take advantage of this."
Li Sanjiang stood up and waved: "Come, Zhuangzhuang, accompany me to the village for a walk, and by the way, choose whose grave is better."
"Yes, this is a big deal, I have to give you a good advisor."
"Before you go to see the land, you have to go to Liu Blind's house first."
"Then I have to go, I have to let her order a bite first, Grandma Liu is rich."
The two of them walked down the dam side by side, talking and laughing.
Yin Meng bumped Runsheng with her arm and asked: "Isn't it Binbin, why is it called Zhuangzhuang?"
Runsheng: "Recognized god relatives."
"Then do I want to recognize one too?"
"Then you have to make a coffin well, don't be lazy in your work."
"Uncle Li likes diligent and down-to-earth children?"
Runsheng hesitated for a moment, recalling what Li Sanjiang called himself on weekdays, and said:
"Uncle likes mules."
……
The days just passed day by day.
Li Chaiyuan was only suspicious before, but now it can be said that the one buried under the peach tree of the bearded family has changed the feng shui of the village and even the town.
At first, it died like leeks, popping up one after another, which overwhelmed people;
Now it's okay, I haven't heard any news about his death for several months, which makes people miss him very much.
It is estimated that this situation will continue for many years, and when the one is completely worn away and disappears, the nearby death will recreate the scene of vitality and all things competing.
However, although he temporarily lost his death, Li Chaiyuan's life was very fulfilling.
He didn't go to school again, but his life was like arranging a class schedule.
The first thing I do when I wake up in the morning is to admire Ahri's dress style today.
Then play a few rounds of chess with Ah Li and then go to breakfast.
Most of the day, Li Chaiyuan was reading a book.
The book of the ancestors of the Qi family has now been cracked by one-third, and he deliberately slowed down the pace a little, using only his surplus energy to crack it every day.
He read all the Yin family trees, it was really exciting.
Although it is only a surname, it has been passed down from generation to generation since the Eastern Han Dynasty, so it is equivalent to many examples and experiences of corpse diggers.
This ordinary and orthodox perspective of the corpse digger is of great help to today's Li Chaiyuan, Wei Zhengdao's book is certainly accurate and tall, but it is somewhat not grounded enough.
The bamboo slips have been restored, but Xue Liangliang said that he would send them in person, so he can't get them in his hands for a while.
In addition to studying, Li Chaiyuan and Ah Li played chess, blew the wind, and played a private game between the two.
Nowadays, Li Chaiyuan can stand calmly in the "Ahri threshold perspective" to look at the "scenery", without deliberately delaying time, waking up in time, and without any drastic side effects, at most a little dizzy.
The old man Yin Fuhai said that he was "strong", and he thought that after this period of special training, he should be able to become stronger.
Moreover, Ah Li's special training was actually just the beginning, because he was still standing within the threshold, and if he wanted to go further, he only needed to cross that threshold.
But this is too dangerous, Li Chase Yuan doesn't dare, he hasn't grown up yet, but he doesn't want to play with himself for an early death.
Yin Meng is almost seamlessly integrated into local life, making paper figures and coffins is a good hand, and usually accompanies Runsheng to deliver tables, chairs, and dishes for nothing.
She has a good relationship with Runsheng.
Because Binbin has to go to school every day, he doesn't eat breakfast at home, so he has to rush to study in the morning.
However, he still can't study at night, otherwise although others live here, they will basically not see him at home.
At night, he would follow Yin Meng to practice kung fu.
Although family knowledge cannot be passed on, she is the only one left in the Yin family, and she still has the final say on whether to pass it on or not?
Runsheng sometimes practiced together, and everyone basically began to follow the path of the Yin family to catch corpses, anyway, there was an orthodox path.
This is also a historical reason, the earliest Yin family path must be very high-end and difficult to take, but who said that the Yin family fell early and passed on long enough, generations of Yin family themselves pondered the reduction of the allocation to reduce the difficulty, and passed on the basic kung fu anyway.
The Qin family's kung fu is maintained at a high level, and it cannot be practiced blindly without the guidance of a dedicated person, so now Li Chaiyuan continues to practice breathing alone.
There was no way, as soon as Uncle Qin left, he never appeared again, as if it was completely broken all at once, leaving no involvement at all.
Every night, Yin Meng taught first, and then Runsheng taught Wei Zhengdao the moves that were "summarized" from Li Chaiyuan.
The Yin family is responsible for laying the foundation, and Wei Zhengdao is responsible for raising the upper limit.
At first, the three of them practiced on the terrace on the second floor, but after Li Sanjiang scolded him for making him sleep, the three of them ran to the fields to practice.
Facts have once again proved that excellent teaching aids and excellent qualifications will definitely not be bad.
Yin Meng has now become extremely flexible, and her moves can be retracted and released freely.
In the past, he could only deal with death by instinct, and he would pounce on it and bite like a beast, but now he can do it more calmly, like a beast learning to wear a suit and tie, and feel more oppressive.
Tan Wenbin, who was practicing together, could be said to be drooling with envy for the progress of the two of them, and his companions were improving at a speed visible to the naked eye, but he himself only practiced a physical exercise effect.
The three of them would practice every night, and they would let Tan Wenbin choose one first, and then the chosen one would quickly put Tan Wenbin down, and then the two would spar.
The only thing that could make Tan Wenbin confident in receiving a return was that when Xiaoyuan taught the three of them to go yin, he made the fastest progress.
Although Xiao Yuan forbade completing the last step of the successful yin walk, he had figured out the previous steps clearly, on the other hand, Runsheng and Yin Meng learned very slowly about the yin walk. But this is the case, Tan Wenbin also found something wrong, that is, when sleeping at night or taking a nap in the classroom, it is easy to press the bed with ghosts.
After telling Xiaoyuan, Xiaoyuan said that this was a side effect, and he had to interrupt practicing yin for a few days after being pressed by the ghost.
This side effect, Li Chaiyuan really can't solve it, or in other words, it can't be solved in the first place, because this is one of the yin contents.
But during the teaching process, Li Chaiyuan also discovered that it seems that people with more active and sensitive thinking are more likely to learn to go yin.
Every once in a while, Tan Wenbin would come to Li Chaiyuan to get his customized exercise set and send another copy to the school.
"Chasing the Secret Scroll" is now selling very well in Nantong, and it has also been sold in this city.
There is a considerable share every month.
Tan Wenbin has already helped Li Chaiyuan list a new plan.
Starting from the next semester, instead of pointing out the exercise set according to the knowledge of each subject, the entire test paper will be issued.
Because the second semester of the third year of high school is the key point of the sprint, students and teachers have finished reviewing the previous knowledge points, and there is a great demand for the entire paper.
The whole volume can be divided into difficulty levels, basic, simulated, and advanced volumes.
The basic paper enhances confidence, and the mock paper is the normal college entrance examination difficulty, and the improvement paper is specially used to abuse people.
Originally, Tan Wenbin also wanted to suggest that Li Chaiyuan pour water on the basis of the entire volume, such as a paper, it is best to have a few high-quality questions, and the rest of the questions can be played with casually, and let the teacher choose a few questions on the paper for the students to do.
In this way, the burden of asking questions is reduced and sales are increased.
But after thinking about it, Tan Wenbin still gave up this idea, and now is still the period of popularity, but it cannot tarnish the brand, and it is not just to earn this year's share.
After the brand is built, the big deal is to sell the brand of "Chasing the Secret Scroll" in the future, that is the big head.
Tan Wenbin, who is both studying and practicing, is busy every day, and his food intake continues to improve, but he is not fat, but has lost a little weight.
"Brother Xiaoyuan, the final exam is coming, do you want to participate?"
"Well, I have to take the exam."
"Then I'll go with you tomorrow morning?"
"No, I'll go in the afternoon."
"But I have to take the Chinese and mathematics exams in the morning."
"I'll just take the exam together after I go."
It snowed at night, and before dawn the next day, Tan Wenbin rode his bicycle to school in the wind and snow.
At noon, Li Chaiyuan had just had lunch when he saw Principal Wu driving the school car parked at the other end of the farmland.
Sitting in the car, Principal Wu smiled and pointed to the other side of the seat: "Xiaoyuan, there are snacks and drinks inside."
"I've eaten, Grandpa Principal."
"Then wait a minute, I'll take you home first."
Principal Wu got out of the car, carried a large bag of snacks to Li Sanjiang's house, and started the car again when he came back.
After arriving at the school, I walked into the principal's office, and the team leaders and teachers of each subject were waiting inside.
Li Zhuiyuan sat down and began to work on the final exam papers.
Although two exams have been held in the morning, no one will suspect that the boy will cheat by leaking questions.
When writing a Chinese composition, Li Chaoyuan pointed to the tape recorder placed on the principal's desk.
"Let's listen to English."
"Ah, now?"
Principal Wu immediately urged: "If you are told to let you go, you can let it go, are you a teacher or he is a teacher!"
"Oh, okay."
Principal Wu said a sick sentence, but no one present laughed because of it.
The tape is in, and the listening begins:
「excuseme…… The shirt costs £9 and 15p.
So you choose item [b] and mark it on the question paper ......"
After writing the physics, the English listening had been put on for a long time, and Li Chaiyuan picked up the English paper.
"I'll put another ......."
Li Zhuiyuan finished writing the listening questions "with a bang".
The teacher shut up with interest.
In fact, after learning the twelve methods of the Yin family, Li Chaiyuan also discovered that his ability to multi-purpose was further strengthened.
After writing the test papers, many subjects have been changed to perfect scores on the spot.
Principal Wu's old face smiled like a flower, and he leaned over to help the boy pinch his sore wrist.
"Xiaoyuan, the National Olympic Games are about to start, is there anything inconvenient for you here?"
"I can go."
"That's good, that's good."
At this time, Teacher Yan, the leader of the mathematics group next to him, also smiled and said: "Then let's go early, so that Xiaoyuan can still have fun in Beijing."
Wu Xinhan glared at Teacher Yan and scolded: "Are you confused in your brain, you grew up in Beijing since you were a child."
"Oh yes." Teacher Yan patted his forehead with his hairline moving back, "I forgot."
"Grandpa Principal, are we going by train?"
"How tiring it is to take the train, let's take a plane."
Wu Xinhan and a group of teachers accompanied Li Chaiyuan out of the office and sent him all the way to the school gate.
At this time, an exam had just ended, and the senior high school students walked out of the examination room while stretching their waists.
Zhou Yunyun, the squad leader who was obviously not in the examination room on the same floor, happened to meet Tan Wenbin outside the examination room.
"How did you do in the exam?" Zhou Yunyun handed over a big white rabbit milk candy.
Tan Wenbin took the sugar, then reached out and touched it in his pocket, and took out a chocolate packaging bag, but the chocolate inside had already been half eaten by him during the exam.
Zhou Yunyun didn't dislike it, and naturally stretched out his hand to pick it up.
But he saw Tan Wenbin also put the remaining half of the chocolate into his mouth.
"Oh, I'm so hungry."
Zhou Yunyun naturally circled his outstretched hand in half a circle, turning it into arranging his hair.
Tan Wenbin saw the boy surrounded by teachers and leaders at the school gate, he did not wave his arms and shout, but smiled and walked back to the classroom.
After sitting in his seat, Tan Wenbin put the small coffin stationery box on the desk.
Previously, he took the coffin and entered the examination room for the exam.
Zhou Yunyun sat in Li Chaiyuan's position, opened the pencil case, and took out a note from it.
"Let's answer?"
Tan Wenbin shook his head: "No need."
"Are you afraid of affecting the status of the next exam?"
"No, I think I can pass the exam."
"Can you change the stationery box?"
"No." Tan Wenbin turned his head to look at Zhou Yunyun, "You don't like it, why do you want one from me, you don't use it even if you want it."
Zhou Yunyun was speechless for a while, she asked for one, and Tan Wenbin also gave it to her, but she only put it in the back of the drawer and did not put it on it.
First, this thing seems to be a bit of a response, and secondly, the two of them have not established a relationship, so what's the point of using a coffin stationery box together?
If the relationship is really confirmed, she, she, she...... It will be used.
Mainly, she found that she liked this big boy more and more, and she used to be just a good student, admiring this kind of ostentatious mess.
Later, he studied better and better, and somehow, his whole temperament also changed.
If it were said that in the past, the two sides still had a good impression of each other, but they both tacitly kept their distance and did not break it, but now Zhou Yunyun is more active, she even hinted several times that the relationship could be confirmed, but the man did not react.
Even Zhou Yunyun himself couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.
But in fact, this is also normal, not to mention that they are all high school students now, even college students, their eyes are full of clarity in the ivory tower.
Although there has been no change in appearance and age, his mentality has already formed a dimensionality reduction blow to the surrounding classmates.
But the more this happens, the less he will accept Zhou Yunyun's hint, he is young, so let's focus on his studies, don't delay you.
The most important thing is that he is now like stepping on a hot wheel every day, so busy that he has no time to fall in love at all.
Puppy love, how can death be interesting.
Although he hadn't seen him die for a long time recently, he was not in a hurry, and his current preparations were all to see something bigger in the future.
Principal Wu drove Li Chaiyuan home and came to the dam at home, Li Chaiyuan heard someone calling him on the second floor, and looked up and saw that it was Xue Liangliang.
"Xiaoyuan!"
"Brother Liangliang."
Xue Liangliang had just taken a shower and changed into new clothes.
Li Chaiyuan felt that if he hadn't gone down the river, he might have sprayed perfume to get a hairstyle.
"Xiaoyuan, I have already put the restored bamboo slips on your desk, it has indeed been delayed for a long time, but there is no way, I don't feel at ease asking someone else to give me such an important thing, so I can only deliver it myself."
Li Chaiyuan didn't believe it.
He felt that the reason why Brother Liangliang insisted on delivering bamboo slips in person was because he wanted to have an excuse to come to Nantong again.
Then in line with the principle of coming, he made an excuse that he had no choice but to go to the bottom of the river.
"Brother Liangliang, are you sleeping here tonight?"
"Don't sleep."
"Then you want to go to other cities overnight?"
"Hmm...... It doesn't count."
Li Chaiyuan looked at him.
Xue Liangliang sighed and said helplessly: "Alas, I have no choice but to come."
"Hmm."
I don't know who it is, but the frequency of desperately trying to extend the frequency of going down the river at the negotiating table is the next time it comes a few years?
It's good now, I come to Nantong whenever I have time, and I go into the river when I come.
"Oh, by the way, Xiaoyuan, remember what you said last time you talked to me on the phone that there are big secrets buried in the ghost town of Fengdu, will you go there again in the future?"
"Well, I have to wait until I grow up before I go, Brother Liangliang, do you want to be with me too?"
"I want to think about it, you have to call me then. However, you have to grow up quickly, and it's best not to delay too much when you grow up, otherwise ......"
"What would happen otherwise?"
Xue Liangliang shrugged: "Otherwise, the ghost town may be flooded."
"Well, I know."
"Remember ......"
"I understand, Brother Liangliang, I will keep it a secret."
"Hehe, then I'll leave."
After Xue Liangliang left, Li Chaiyuan returned to his room and looked at the bamboo slip.
The text carrying capacity of bamboo slips is there, so there are not many words on it, and it is not the deeds or methods that record it, but the location.
There were a total of nine locations, and Li Chaiyuan could only confirm three of them.
There is no way, bamboo slips were written in the Spring and Autumn Period, and even the objects of their transcription may have been written earlier, so the vocabulary of landmarks is not at all the same as now.
The three confirmed places are the mysterious seabed that both the masked man and Zheng Haiyang's parents have visited.
One is the Fengdu ghost town.
The last place should be in today's plateau area, near Nyingchi.
Li Chaiyuan excerpted the content on the bamboo slip, anyway, he was going to Beijing soon, so he could ask his grandparents in the family courtyard to help him analyze and confirm the location.
In addition to bamboo slips, Xue Liangliang also brought a large number of professional books, as well as various design schemes and drawings that can be packed in sacks.
Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but feel a little moved, when Brother Liangliang couldn't wait, he also deliberately prepared these for himself, which was really not easy.
If he hadn't known that Xiao Yuanhou was coming back from Beijing, he really wanted to suggest that the round-trip air tickets to the school should be longer, so it would be convenient for publicly-funded travel.
Accompanied by Wu Xinhan and Teacher Yan, Li Chaiyuan came to Beijing and stayed in the hotel selected by the competition team.
Early the next morning, Li Chaiyuan got up early, and the exam actually started in the afternoon.
Wu Xinhan asked with concern: "Xiaoyuan, are you nervous?"
Li Zhuiyuan shook his head and took out his breakfast coupon: "It's time for breakfast."
In the restaurant, there are many teachers leading the team, as well as some members of the competition group.
The hotel thoughtfully prepared authentic Beijing-style soy sauce, and many people from other places went to pick it up and drink it.
Li Zhuiyuan drank hot milk, watched Principal Wu and Teacher Yan in front of him pick up the bowl, watched them lower their heads and take a sip with anticipation, and finally, watched them spit it out.
Even so, Wu Xinhan and Teacher Yan still didn't draw conclusions about the taste of the soy juice, and still wondered if the way they drank it was wrong.
They all took another sip, and this time they forcibly swallowed it, but the strength of the aftertaste made the two of them squint their eyes and their skin was wrinkled together.
Wu Xinhan couldn't help but ask: "Xiaoyuan, is this bean juice really authentic?"
Li Zhuiyuan nodded: "Authentic."
"Really? Xiaoyuan, do you want to take a bite?"
Li Chaiyuan shook his head: "No need to taste it, just look at your expressions, you know it's authentic."
"No, what's so delicious about this?" Teacher Yan couldn't understand, "I'd rather change my career to teach Chinese than drink this every morning."
Li Chaiyuan: "Actually, there are not many locals who drink this."
Wu Xinhan asked: "Then how can it continue to be sold?"
Li Zhuiyuan: "Sell it to tourists."
Wu Xinhan and Teacher Yan were speechless for a while.
At this time, an old man surrounded by three people passed by, all wearing the badges of the competition group.
The old man saw the boy, frowned and then took the initiative to come over again: "Xiaoyuan?"
Li Chaiyuan stood up and looked at the old man: "Professor Zhu."
"You have returned to Beijing, no, what are you doing here?"
"I'm here to compete."
"What competition?"
Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the competition group badge on the old man's chest.
Professor Zhu understood, held his breath on his neck, and finally spat out after a long time: "Nonsense!"
Wu Xinhan and Teacher Yan also stood up and began to ask each other's identities, while handing out their business cards to introduce themselves.
Professor Zhu coped with it a little, sat down on the chair next to him, and said to Li Chaiyuan: "What have you been doing in the past six months?"
"Go to school."
"Studying in high school?"
"Hmm."
Learn to save to death.
Professor Zhu closed his eyes and suppressed his anger.
Because the old professor sits here, it attracts a lot of attention, and when people pass by, they will go here deliberately.
More and more people with heads and faces gathered, and Wu Xinhan and Teacher Yan were silently squeezed to the next table.
There are three professors sitting here now, as well as a few seniors.
When he learned that Li Chaiyuan was here for the exam, a senior directly laughed and scolded: "Then you will have a fart in the exam, and you will be awarded directly."
The seniors did not come for the exam, but from the competition group.
Professor Zhu finally calmed down and suggested: "Why don't you take the exam and let the competition team award you an honorary award."
Li Chaiyuan looked at Principal Wu and Teacher Yan sitting at the table next to him, and both nodded.
"No, I want to take the exam."
Professor Zhu was about to lose his temper when the two professors next to him held him down and said to Li Chaiyuan: "Only this time, only this time!"
Li Zhuiyuan nodded: "Okay."
Next, the professors began to persuade the boy to come back and continue school, and after learning that the boy had been admitted to Haihe University, everyone looked dazed and surprised.
In the end, it was Li Chaiyuan who modified Brother Liangliang's version of "My future is in the southwest of the motherland" and told it, which made them unable to continue to persuade them.
The afternoon exam went smoothly, and after Li Chaiyuan finished the exam, he asked Wu Xinhan and Teacher Yan to take him to the family home.
As soon as I entered the family home, the first thing I heard was the joyful voices of the old people:
"Oh, Xiaoyuan, where have you been in the past six months?"
"Isn't this Xiaoyuan, ha, I haven't seen you for a long time, I've grown taller."
In the past, Li Chaiyuan ate hundreds of meals in the family yard and had an excellent relationship with the elderly, and many of them treated the boy as their own grandson.
But soon, another piece of news came out of the old people's mouths:
"Xiaoyuan, did you come back with your mother?"
"I'm not sure about that, I saw his mother come back this morning."
Li Lan, are you back?
Li Chaiyuan handed the excerpted bamboo slip to a retired history professor surnamed Zhang, and left his current contact information.
After completing the purpose of coming to the family home today, Li Chaiyuan asked Wu Xinhan to take him away, he didn't want to see Li Lan, and he believed that Li Lan didn't want to see him either.
But the boy was wrong.
As soon as he walked out of Grandpa Zhang's house, he saw Li Lan standing there in a brown trench coat.
Next to him, there were many elderly people in the family home with loving smiles.
Li Lan gently tugged at her hair, with a warm smile on her face, and while bending down to the boy, she opened her arms:
"Son, come to mom soon, mom misses you."
(End of this chapter)