Far away in Moscow

Chapter 211: Deep in Memory
"Hey! You can't call me brother, isn't that a mess!" Hu Yi hurriedly waved his hands, and then carefully looked at the old man, feeling a vague sense of kindness.But his voice sounded very unfamiliar, he was definitely not an acquaintance, maybe he met face to face on some occasion.

Thinking of this, the old man Hu Yichong made a haha: "By the way, your family has a seasoning shop outside the Yellow House, right? I sometimes go to buy vegetables from the Vietnamese stall over there. We probably met each other, but I haven't called." deal."

"Yes, probably [-]%." The vigilance in the old man's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by kindness and touch: "Thanks to my little brother for today's matter, I really don't know how to thank you. What will be of use to us in the future?" You just say a word, and I will do my best!"

"You are serious, it's a trivial matter, it's not worth mentioning at all." Hu Yi sent the two to the gate of the market, waved goodbye to them, and stopped Liu again: "Brother Liu, isn't the family out of money? I'll use some here."

"No, no, my mother and I still have some, besides, we earn money every day, so we can live without a problem." Da Liu bowed slightly to Hu Yi in a polite manner: "I remember the kindness of Brother Hu in my heart. I will definitely find an opportunity to repay you in the future.”

"Okay. It's just a few pennies, and it's vulgar." Hu Yi smiled slightly: "Go home with the old man!"

It's not that Hu Yi is charging big money in front of Liu, five thousand rubles is indeed not a lot to him now.A month later, just when he had almost forgotten about this matter, Da Liu found the door of Fu Jiahui's box.

"Brother Hu, this is the last time I borrowed money from you." Da Liu handed over a few banknotes neatly with both hands: "I'm really sorry for the delay. The total is [-] rubles. Please count."

"It's okay. Don't need to order...huh?" Hu Yi was taken aback: "Five thousand and five? Why, is there still interest?"

"No, no, I dare not say that I will give you interest." Da Liu solemnly waved his hand: "You took a taxi back and forth that night, and we should bear the fare."

"It's—isn't it necessary? Isn't the calculation too detailed?"

"It should be, it should be." Da Liu's expression was very sincere: "Also, our whole family is very grateful to brother Hu for his help. My parents say that they will cook for you and invite you to have a meal to express our gratitude."

"Let's just eat!" Hu Yi said with a smile: "I'm a little embarrassed that you are so polite."

"Must, my parents specifically told me to invite you here, don't be shy." Da Liu seemed a little embarrassed: "However, our family...hehe, you know, the environment is a bit poor. Especially That smell...it's really bad, I'm afraid it will spoil your appetite. How about this, let's choose a good restaurant in the market, what do you think?"

"I don't think so. How can there be any serious restaurants in the market? Every family is worse than the other." Hu Yi is a person who cares about face, and he is also willing to give face to others.He really disliked the hygienic conditions in the Yellow House, but now that Liu said it in front of his face, he couldn't bear it, so he replied carelessly: "Since uncles and aunts think highly of me, then I will go and bother you." !"

"Ok! That's great!" Da Liuxi smiled and said, "I know you are busy at night, how about we make an appointment at noon tomorrow?"

"Okay!" Hu Yi took out five hundred rubles from the few banknotes and handed it back to him: "If you have tasted the craftsmanship of your uncle and aunt, it will pay for the fare of the day. You can take the money back."

At noon the next day, Hu Yi came to Liu's family's room in Huanglou as scheduled.Da Liu tidied up the house quite a bit, and sprayed the air freshener indiscriminately, finally temporarily covering up the evil smell in the corridor.

A small square table that was originally placed by the wall was moved to the middle of the room, and there were several dishes of cold and hot fried dishes on it. Little can be eaten.

The two hot dishes that have been served are stewed chicken with mushrooms and braised pork ribs. Although the ingredients are not rare, the aroma still makes Hu Yi move his index finger.

Ever since Li Baoqing and Lao Wei left Youda one after another, Hu Yi hadn't eaten any decent Chinese food in Moscow for a long time. He and Xia Yan occasionally cooked a few dishes in the dormitory on weekdays, and their skills were pretty good.

Although the two pots of dishes in front of me are not as delicious and attractive as the ones made by Lao Wei, they are worse than authentic home-cooked dishes.

"Wow! It smells so good, it feels like I've come home." Hu Yi looked at the plate on the table and admired a few words, then turned his head and asked, "Hey? Where are Uncle and Auntie?"

"It's cooking outside, it will be ready soon." Da Liu greeted warmly while setting up the bowls and chopsticks: "This sausage is very good. The fellow in the market poured it himself. You should try it."

"Not good." Hu Yi swallowed, "Let's eat together when uncle and aunt come."

"It's all home, why are you so polite!" Da Liu picked up a few slices and put them in a small bowl: "Here, let's pad your stomach first, and I'll bring you some to take home after dinner."

"Hey, even eat and take...then I won't see you." Hu Yi picked up a piece and threw it into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and closed his eyes satisfied: "Sweet! This taste is real!"

"Really!" Da Liu smiled honestly, squatted down with difficulty supporting the head of the bed, and dragged out the box containing the novel from under the bed: "I got a few new books recently, you can pick whatever you want, and read them first if you like them. "

"Okay." Hu Yi pulled a small stool, sat on the side of the box and turned over a few times, when an elderly woman's voice came from outside the house: "Where is Brother Hu? When will you be there?"

"It's already here." Da Liu took a few steps forward with a limp leg, and took a large steaming plate from the old woman's hand: "Mom, this is Brother Hu, his name is Hu Yi, a person from the market Call him Anton."

A thin old woman walked into the room slowly behind Liu, Hu Yi got up quickly and put the small bowl in his hand on the table.When I looked up, I saw the old woman with silver hair and a gentle smile. Although she looked old and her clothes were a little worn out, she could vaguely see that she was once an elegant and dignified woman.

Da Liu put the plate on the table, picked up a towel and wiped his hands: "Brother Hu, let me introduce you, this is my mother."

"Hello, Auntie, I'm Hu... Yi..." Hu Yi's words froze, and suddenly he felt that the old woman's eyebrows seemed familiar.If it was said that he and Liu's father had only met face to face outside the Yellow Tower, Liu's mother had a deeper impression on him, even her voice was somewhat familiar.

Mother Liu obviously felt the same, and looked at him with a half-smile: "Hu... Brother Xiao Hu... Are we..."

"Did you see it somewhere?" Hu Yi raised his head and thought hard: "Where is it..."

"Hey, don't think about it, my dad said he was familiar when he saw him the other day." Da Liu smiled disapprovingly: "Brother Hu often goes downstairs to buy vegetables, maybe you have known each other before."

"Probably not!" Mother Liu and Hu Yi said in unison: "We seem to have met...a long time ago."

"Really? No way..." Da Liu was taken aback, and closed his mouth curiously.

When the three of them were full of doubts, Father Liu pushed the door into the room with two bottles of wine, bowed his waist and waved his hands with a smile, "Oh, Brother Xiao Hu is here, why are you still standing here? Sit down, sit down!"

"Hello, old man." Hu Yi greeted anxiously.When he saw the two old men standing side by side, his heart tightened suddenly, his body shook slightly, and his face changed five or six expressions one after another: "So it's... you two?!"

"Who? Who?" Da Liu looked at Hu Yi inexplicably: "Do you really...know my parents?"

"Me... the two of us? What's the matter?" Da Liu's parents' expressions changed slightly, and they couldn't help taking a small step back: "Brother Hu, what... do you mean?"

"Yes, it's the two of you." Hu Yi took a deep breath: "If I remember correctly, you two should have come to Moscow with a tour group a few years ago, right?"

(End of this chapter)