This can't be said, so as not to make the old lady feel uneasy, Tian Cheng smiled: "Forget it, I can't use one heart for two purposes, I'd better be a student in a down-to-earth manner." ”Song Xiuzhi was a little interested in this, when Tong Wanru had surgery, the house in the county town had not been sold, she took out all the money she had saved over the years, and the old lady didn't know why she didn't ask for her money, but used Tian Cheng's money.Everyone's money is the same, Song Xiuzhi didn't take it seriously and saved the money.Some time ago, Wang Xueli helped her sell the house in the county seat and got a good price, plus the family's savings and the money from selling scorpions, Song Xiuzhi almost saved nearly 1,000 yuan in her hands.The money was taken out to collect antiques, which seemed to be enough, Song Xiuzhi stopped talking, and only looked at Tian Cheng with his eyes.Tian Cheng knew her mother's family background and understood what her mother meant, she thought to herself, if Na Yinglang also participated, this business could really be done.The snow outside only drifted for a moment before stopping, there was no snow on the ground, only a thin layer of dampness, and the air was moist and cold.Tian Ye was sent to Na Yinglang to discuss this matter, and the third master scalded a pot of wine on the stove, and chatted with Zhang Cunxin about the Bird Sutra with a plate of peanuts.When Na Yinglang came, the two of them had already drunk a lot, and they talked about collecting antique furniture with a little wine, and Tian Ye said hello to the adults, and went back to his room, and sat down at his desk to write a letter.The pen rustled across the letter, and a smile appeared on the field's face.
[Noriko: Letter received.]I'll tell you an interesting thing, I'm here in Kyoto, and I've met a classmate who bullied people again, but this time I didn't embarrass you and Brother Chuanzi, they beat me one by one, and I still had the upper hand.I really miss my classmates in our school, most of the classmates here are very arrogant, I can't play with them, but I also made a friend, compared to me, he seems to be braver, at least not like me, throw you and run away, hahaha.But I'm having a good time here, by the way, I don't envy you for having a good grandmother now, because my grandmother and grandfather are very good to me, very good, every time my grandfather comes back from outside, he has to bring me something delicious, Kyoto's water chestnut pancakes are really delicious, but the bean juice is too unpalatable.Noriko, are you okay at the sports school, is the training hard, and how is the food?
By the way, it snowed a little bit today in Kyoto, and as soon as the ground was wet, the snow stopped, which is really disappointing......]
The snowflakes fell one after another, the earth was white, Wang Dian's eyes were red and swollen, wearing a white linen filial piety clothes, wearing a white filial piety hat on his head, standing on the edge of the spiritual shed.When there was a crisp sound, the tile basin fell to pieces on the ground, and the surrounding cries instantly became louder, and Wang Xueli, who was also wearing a white filial piety dress, silently shed tears and followed the funeral procession to the cemetery.Some time ago, Grandma Wang had a sudden cerebral infarction and was sent to the county hospital, but the rescue was ineffective, and she died a day later.Wang Dian received a telegram asking for leave and rushed back, but he still didn't have time to see his grandmother's last face, when the first shovel of soil covered the coffin, the tall and strong boy lay on the ground and cried hoarsely, he knew that he would never see his grandmother again.On the afternoon of Grandma Wang's funeral, Wang Xueli took leave and didn't go to work, silently tidying up the house, Wang Dian stood in the middle of the living room, looking at his father's silent and rickety back, and couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.He took a week's leave, today is the last day, tomorrow morning, he has to return to the provincial sports school, continue to start the lively and boring training life.From now on, my father will be the only one left in this huge, empty house.Wang Xueli packed up some small things that Grandma Wang used on weekdays and put them in the drawer of the bedside table, there was a pair of reading glasses on the bedside, he picked it up, subconsciously put it on the bridge of his nose and tried it, and subconsciously put it back in its place.My old lady's eyes are not good, and she can't do without this thing for needlework, but her memory is not good, and she often walks around the house, looking for her reading glasses everywhere.I have to put it for her, so as not to find it when I use it, Wang Xueli put the reading glasses back, but he was suddenly stunned, and then remembered that no one will use this reading glasses in the future.The middle-aged man held glasses in his hand, stood in a daze for a while, put the glasses into the drawer, and his son's voice was a little choked up behind him: "Dad, or, you can go to the provincial capital with me." ”"No, you train hard at school, and Dad has to go to work tomorrow."
Wang Xueli's voice was hoarse: "Dad is fine, you have to be okay, let your milk rest assured." ”Wang Dian's tears flowed even more fiercely, I don't know if it was the illusion that he had grown taller, or if his father was really old, he always felt that his father didn't look as tall as before, but like a little old man."
Dad, I mean ......"
Wang Dian wanted to ask his father to transfer his work to the provincial capital, so that he could accompany his father every Sunday.The words retracted again, Wang Dian is no longer the child he used to be, he knows that the transfer is not so easy, not to mention that the coach of the national team recently came to the provincial team to select people, and the coach talked to him, and the coach of the national team seemed to be very interested in him.If you can't choose, it doesn't matter, but if you choose, your father goes to the provincial capital, and he goes to the national team, then ......, "Dad, I'll give you some noodles to eat, you haven't eaten all day." ”Wang Dian turned around and went to the kitchen, Wang Xueli was just about to say that he was not hungry, and remembered that his son hadn't eaten for a day, so he hummed, looked at the yard, there has been no snow clearing in the past few days, and the snow on the ground has been trampled on porcelain, so he put on a cotton jacket and went out to clear the snow.It was very cold outside, and it seemed that snow had fallen on the bridge of his nose again, turning into cold water, Wang Xueli raised his head, and sure enough, in the lead-gray sky, it began to snow again.It's snowing heavily.After New Year's Day, Kyoto experienced its first real snow since the beginning of winter.The last time the little snowflakes that drifted sporadically could not be regarded as snow in the pure sense of the word, because it had melted before it fell to the ground, and it only wet the ground, and there was not even a little snow on the ground.This time the snow fell heavily, the road was slippery in the snow, there were few pedestrians on the road, and a thick layer of snow accumulated on the ground of the alley, which was soft to step on.Zhao Lidong leaned against the cold wall, looked at the few teenagers who gathered around, and listened to the crunching sound of the thick snow under their feet, which seemed to be unbearable and seemed to be a warning.Is it too late to run at this time?
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