Since I am Yu Huanshui

Chapter 557 A Reunion in Three Years

Ten minutes ago, Zhou Rong and Cai Xiaoguang arrived at the door, but they just stood there hesitating.

He stretched out his hand countless times, but he didn't dare to ring.

Zhou Rong was a little afraid to see Zhou Zhigang, afraid to see the eyes that appeared at the train station again, the disappointed, sad, annoyed, and worried eyes.

Three years, three full years had passed, and she no longer knew how she felt about Feng Huacheng who disappeared without a trace.

I will take out his poems to read, but the original passion seems not so strong.

It's just that she is still waiting, and she doesn't want to believe that her original choice was wrong.

But at the beginning, there was no turning back, and the mentality of jumping forward was gone. At the beginning, she was not afraid of anyone's incomprehension, because she believed in her own beliefs, love, and now...

When the door knocked, Zhou Rong's timid eyes made Cai Xiaoguang feel distressed. He raised his arms to give him a hug, but he hesitated and put them down.

Zhou Rong, he knows too well, probably better than everyone else.

The past three years have made her doubt her belief in her heart, but Zhou Rong is very extreme in some aspects. She seems to be indifferent to Feng Huacheng on the surface now, but in fact she is more stubborn. She believed in her love from the beginning, but now she has changed. It has become a loneliness that does not allow one's own beliefs.

She was afraid of seeing someone laughing at her original choice. It may have been love at the beginning, but now she is left with paranoia.

Standing beside Zhou Rong, Cai Xiaoguang quietly accompanied her.

The door opened.

Zhou Rong put on a smiling face in a hurry, and it was Li Suhua who opened the door, she was relieved, she hadn't figured out how to meet her father yet.

"Rong'er is back, come in quickly.

Xiaoguang was very cold all the way, and so was Bingkun. He was supposed to pick up Rong'er, but now it's all pushed to you.

I marinated a lot of meat at home yesterday, I will eat here later, eat more, it is delicious. "Li Suhua dragged Zhou Rong home, talking to Cai Xiaoguang with a smile all over her face.

Now the eldest son Zhou Bingyi is getting married during the Chinese New Year, and the younger son Zhou Bingkun is also getting married soon.

Now there is only daughter Zhou Rong left. She is 22 and should get married. Cai Xiaoguang has always been Li Suhua's son-in-law.

Cai Xiaoguang responded with a smile, "Okay."

"Second Sister." Zheng Juan, who was cutting window grilles, shouted, and then greeted Cai Xiaoguang.

"Juan'er's hands are really skillful. I haven't been able to cut well since I was a child." Zhou Rong, who had been looking for Zhou Zhigang's figure as soon as she entered the living room, looked at Zheng Juan and smiled back.

At this time, the quarrel on the second floor caught the attention of Zhou Rong and Cai Xiaoguang.

"Mom, what is this?" Zhou Rong looked towards the stairs leading to the second floor.

"Don't hang Spring Festival couplets here.

Your father and Bingkun started arguing over whom to write for. "Li Suhua said with a smile.

It's almost Chinese New Year, the house is noisy, she sounds comfortable and at ease.

"I'll go and have a look." Zhou Rong hesitated and said.

"Well, let's go.

Your dad missed you, he kept asking me yesterday when Rong'er would come back. "Li Suhua smoothed things over.

As soon as Zhou Zhi came back, he didn't mention Zhou Rong except to ask how Zhou Rong was doing.

Zhou Rong contradicted him for a man who didn't know the so-called, Zhou Zhigang still vividly remembered, and his heart was chilled, and Zhou Zhigang, who had always been a strict father at home, didn't allow himself to bow his head first.

When he came back, he looked like he didn't know what Zhou Rong was.

Cai Xiaoguang did not follow up, but stayed on the first floor.

As the steps passed, Zhou Zhigang's voice became clearer and clearer in Zhou Rong's ears.

"Or I'll do it."

Looking at the Spring Festival couplets written by Zhou Zhigang, Qian Wen said tactfully.

How to describe this word, well, it perfectly interprets the four-character idiom of ordinary.

"What do you mean? Can you write better than me?" Zhou Zhigang stared.

Qian Wen was not stabbing Zhou Zhigang with pen and ink.

"The family business is prosperous and the wealth is abundant, and the old and young are safe and happy and live long."

There is no brilliance in the brushwork, just the word Zhou Zheng.

Neat and neat, correct, and meticulous.

Zhou Zhigang silently put away his Spring Festival couplets and wanted to kick him.

Qian Wen dodged swiftly.

"Why did you do it again!" Qian Wen thought that Zhou Zhigang was out of embarrassment.

I'm jealous that his handwriting is more beautiful than his.

I don't know if it's a habit, or a special love for the young and old in the family, Zhou Zhigang always likes to touch him.

Qian Wen is more or less a Buddha.

Zhou Zhigang didn't want to kick him specifically, but when he was in a hurry, Zhou Zhigang couldn't control his legs.

"Could it be that playing Zhou Bingkun was too silky smooth before?" Qian Wen wondered in his heart.

Zhou Zhigang played really well.

"Very well written!" Zhou Zhigang muffled without pedaling.

"Thank you, I know." Qian Wen said politely.

Zhou Zhigang listened strangely, and was about to say something when he saw Zhou Rong at the door of the study from the corner of his eye.

He froze for a moment, then returned to his normal posture, but straightened his waist a little.

Qian Wen, who had his back to the door, looked strange, then saw Zhou Zhigang frequently glanced at the door from the corner of his eye, and looked back.

"Yo, little sister is back."

Still a little timid, Zhou Rong rolled her eyes, and her good mood disappeared all of a sudden.

Zhou Zhigang heard the words, "She is your sister!" At the same time, he tried to lift his right foot involuntarily.

Qian Wen was really Buddha at this moment, "There is no sense of humor at all. '

Leave the battlefield one step ahead of time.

Zhou Zhigang and Zhou Rong face each other, you look at me, I look at you.

Sitting aside, Qian Wen, like watching a good show, took a frozen pear, pierced the dark pear skin, and said to his mouth, "Suck~"

Refreshing pear juice smoothie.

The voice seemed to be disturbing the two of them, and they both turned their heads to look at him.

Blinking innocently, she swallowed the smoothie pear juice in her mouth, "Gulu~"

Zhou Zhigang was suddenly powerless, "Is this growing up?"

"Are you back?" Zhou Zhigang ignored Qian Wen and looked at Zhou Rong at the door.

"Dad..." Zhou Rong shed tears as soon as she opened her mouth.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhigang was silent for a long time, looked at the crying daughter, shook his head, and sighed, "Let the past pass."

Qian Wen was heartbroken.

You should at least give Zhou Rong a kick and scold her a few words.

The result is this?
Qian Wen got up and walked out, "Comrade Zhou Zhigang, your position is not firm at all."

Passing by, I warned Zhou Rong not to be a moth, "For those who celebrate Chinese New Year, you should be happy, understand?"

On the first floor, seeing Cai Xiaoguang, Qian Wen ate a candy from the table.

"Cai Xiaoguang, when will you win Zhou Rong?"

Cai Xiaoguang, who was helping, froze.

Even Qian Wen thought Cai Xiaoguang was slow.

Post Spring Festival couplets and hang red lanterns.

Amidst the noise of children running in the alleys of the optical film, amidst the sound of sporadic firecrackers, at night, the Spring Festival is coming.

Except for Zhou Bingyi, the Zhou family gathered together.

Qian Wen just came back from where Zheng Juan was, so the custom is still to be observed.

The two love each other, how can it be day and night.

Zhou Rong was obedient and didn't make any trouble. Feng Huacheng didn't appear in the old Zhou's topic, and the old Zhou's family was very happy.

Especially Li Suhua.

"Look, I'll give you three, one lucky money for each of you." Li Suhua took out three big red envelopes from his pocket.

Zhou Rong hugged Zhou's mother's arm and yelled, asking for New Year's money.

Zhou Zhigang watched happily and smiled.

"It's Bingyi." Li Suhua held a red envelope, a little sad, "Bingyi and Dongmei should get married."

"Happy New Year's Eve." Zhou Zhigang said, "Besides, Bingyi and Dongmei are together, we should be happy for them.

Bingkun will marry Juan'er in the next year, and they may have children in a few years.

You can take care of the children cheerfully, grandma and grandma will not spoil you. "

Saying that, Zhou Zhigang looked at Zhou Rong, "Rong'er, how are you and Xiaoguang doing?
You are all grown up, why don't you settle the matter a year ago while I am still in Jichun City?"

The smile froze on his face, Zhou Rong didn't know how to answer.

She is unwilling to give up, and it is difficult to turn back if she does not see the Yellow River.

He looked left and right, and finally looked at Qian Wen as if asking for help.

He was very happy for a day, and Qian Wen didn't want to disturb the atmosphere, "Why don't you ask Cai Xiaoguang?
It's no use asking Zhou Rong, and it's not that she married Cai Xiaoguang. "

"Well, hurry up, Rong'er." Zhou Zhigang just mentioned it casually.

At home, listen to the radio of the New Year broadcast and report the time.

The bell rang.

It's twelve o'clock, and the Spring Festival is here.

In the night sky, under the stars, firecrackers sounded.

"Go out and set off the cannon." Qian Wen suggested.

I built a building this year, and I don't have too much money, but the firecrackers I should have are indispensable.

In modern times, firecrackers have become a rare item. If you dare to set them off unscrupulously and travel for a few days without worrying about food and clothing, you need to be educated.

Let it go now, be happy.

boom boom boom~
ba ba ba ~
bang bang bang~
Crack it up~
Every household bought some firecrackers appropriately, and the whole Jichun City fell into a sea of ​​firecrackers and thunder.

Qian Wen, Zhou Zhigang, Li Suhua, Zhou Rong, also set off cannons at the door of their house.

"Zhou Rong, have you let go of the cannon, Er Tijiao should be able to put it in his hand."

Taiping Hutong, home of Zheng Juan.

"Brightness, stretching forward a little bit, stretching forward a little bit."

There was a hanging of firecrackers in front of her. Zheng Juan was a little scared, but she still held her brother Guangming's hand and carefully explored the line of fire.

The charcoal in his hand was long, the sparks on the top were red, Guangming's little face flushed, nervously following the movements of his sister Zheng Juan.

hiss~
"It's on." Zheng Juan threw the charcoal in her hand when she saw this, and ran away with Guangming.

"Hurry up, it's on fire." Mother Zheng also called out.

In just a few seconds, the line of fire was ignited to the firecrackers, and the crackling sound of firecrackers resounded throughout the small courtyard.

Zheng Juan held her younger brother Guangming's hand and watched, Qian Wen's figure appeared in her eyes, Li Dio appeared, and she smiled sweetly.

Guangming listened intently, his face full of excitement, he used to listen from a distance, but just now he set off firecrackers by himself.

Mother Zheng smiled happily, this is what the Zheng family looked like in her dream.

Don't worry about food, don't worry about drinking, and have new clothes to wear during the New Year.

Touch the big red blessing on the door, blessing is here!
"That's great, that's great."

Some spend the whole night during the Spring Festival, and some go to bed early to recharge their batteries and plan to have fun tomorrow.

And the old Zhou’s family belonged to the early ones, set off firecrackers, prepared some food for tomorrow in advance, and paid New Year’s greetings to their parents. Li Suhua happily gave the New Year’s money and listened to the New Year’s broadcast. Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua felt a little tired , went to bed early.

Qian Wen and Zhou Rong were still more or less at odds with each other. They had nothing to talk about, so they went back to their rooms.

For three consecutive days, the optical film was spent amidst the sporadic sound of firecrackers and the sound of joy.

This year's Spring Festival is really scary to eat meat. There is a big bowl of meat, and there are a lot of meat and vegetables. Now the old Zhou family will unconsciously burp when they see the meat. At least they will not be greedy for meat in a few months.

Zhou Zhigang, who had suffered from the hardships of the older generation, sighed, "There are still times when you get tired of eating meat?"

To this end, I drank a few more glasses.

Qian Wen smiled, people in the future will only eat carrots and greens, and it’s nothing to be tired of eating meat.

During the Spring Festival, the old Zhou's house became a place where everyone likes to gather for optical characters.

In the morning, a bunch of people in the living room of the house wiped out a bunch of melon seeds, peanuts, candies, chattering.

In the afternoon, the living room at home was full of people again, killing a bunch of melon seeds, peanuts, candies, chattering.

Li Suhua was very happy chatting with his old sister.

Father Zhou, on the other hand, stood upright and went to an old friend's house for a stroll and dropped by.

Now that Zhou Rong and Zhou Bingyi have not yet gained momentum, Zhou Zhigang relies entirely on Qian Wen to support his face, and the neighbors are all talking about him.

At the beginning, Zhou Rong was visiting with Zhou Zhigang, but when she came to the third house, Zhou Rong was defeated. The neighbors were really terrible, and they praised Qian Wen, who was not with her, as flowers, and messed with her mentality.

No wonder in my heart, the good mood of the Spring Festival is gone.

And many people call her 'the third girl of the old Zhou family'

At first Zhou Zhigang explained a few sentences, but Zhou Zhigang was brainwashed when it became more acceptable, so he didn't explain, and he didn't know if he was tired.

Anyway, Zhou Rong was heartbroken.

It can't be blocked.

Zhou Rong's face was dark when she left, 'It's great to build a house!
Uh... You are awesome on the second floor, you are the protagonist of this Spring Festival. '

Qian Wen only followed halfway, and retreated. He was too enthusiastic, and took his hand as soon as he entered the door. He kept saying that it was the daughter of a certain family, niece, niece, etc., who wanted to match him.

It's as if he can have three wives and four concubines. He has Juan'er, okay?

fooling around.

They all pretended to be confused.

Abandoning Zhou Zhigang, Qian Wen ran away.

Zhou Zhigang can only take vacation until the fifth day of the lunar new year.

Although he has only been back for seven days, he is no longer worried about his family when he left last time.

On the fifth day, the train station.

"Juan'er, although dad can't witness the marriage of you and Bingkun, but dad has told you a few words as someone who has been there, that we need to be tolerant and take care of each other in the future.

Bingkun is very childish, you are gentle, kind, hardworking and virtuous, and you will be more tolerant and considerate in the future.

Dad blesses you first. "

Recognized by the elders, Zheng Juan smiled brightly, from the bottom of her heart, looked at Qian Wen with big eyes, full of love, "Dad, it is my good fortune to meet Bingkun, I will take good care of Bingkun, take care of Qian Wen Nice family."

Qian Wen smiled and took Zheng Juan's hand.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhigang nodded in satisfaction. Although he had only been in touch with Zheng Juan for a short time, he was not a good girl, and he could tell that she was a daughter-in-law. He was very satisfied with Zheng Juan.

Thinking of something suddenly, he hesitated for a moment, then looked at Zheng Juan, and held back.

"Is there anything else I want to ask? The next time we meet again will be three years later." Qian Wen looked at Zhou Zhigang's hesitant to speak.

"Hmm..." Zhou Zhigang pondered for a moment.

At this time, the long sound of the train driving appeared, and the staff began to evacuate the passengers on the platform.

As the train started to move slowly, Zhou Zhigang looked at Qian Wen, "I have another task for you, to spread the branches and leaves for the old Zhou family."

Zheng Juan blushed when she heard this, and held Qian Wen's hand tightly, lowered her head, and twitched.

Qian Wen smiled, "You don't need to say that."

Zhou Zhigang looked at Li Suhua who was seeing him off, "Don't worry about me, I'm fine in the mountain city, and I'll send letters home every month."

"Take care of yourself, I have Bingkun and I at home, don't worry." Li Suhua wanted to cry, goodbye for another three years.

Zhou Zhigang nodded and looked at Zhou Rong, "Rong'er..."

"Dad, take care of yourself. Don't worry, I'm fine at the educated youth spot." Zhou Rong said.

All the orders that should be given were given along the way. Zhou Zhigang looked at the few people, and finally waved with a smile.

The train started quickly and left.

The last time Zhou Zhigang left in a very bad mood, this time he left with a smile on his face.

On the sixth day, Zhou Rong was also sent to the educated youth spot by Cai Xiaoguang.

On the seventh day of the lunar new year, Sun Chanchao, Xiao Guoqing, and Qiao Chunyan came to Lao Zhou's house for dinner.

Surprisingly, Lu Chuan, Cao Debao and Tang Xiangyang also came to visit.

"Teacher Zhou, happy New Year." Lu Chuan held a gift box in his hand.

"Bingkun, is this your home?
When Lu Chuan and Tang Xiangyang told me, I didn't believe it.

Your family is digging for gold. "Cao Debao stopped being so polite with him, threw him the gift box in his hand, and started wandering around his house.

Glancing at Cao Debao, he shook his head, looked at Lu Chuan and Tang Xiangyang, "Come in and sit down, we're cooking, let's have a drink together."

Qian Wen took over the night school job at the soy sauce factory, and Lu Chuan and Tang Xiangyang went to listen to it every time. In addition, they came to his house many times to ask for English lessons. Once they came and went, they became acquainted.

But they are just ordinary friends, not as strong as in the play.

I just didn't expect Qiao Chunyan and Cao Debao to meet again.

Qian Wen looked at Qiao Chunyan, who was busy in the kitchen, and then at Cao Debao, who was looking at his home.

"Can we still make love this time?"

"Fuck, I really don't exist!" Qian Wen murmured.

(End of this chapter)