Tomb Raider's Notes of Qilin City Lord

Chapter 275 My five-year-old and his childhood ([-])
275 Chapter 275 My five-year-old and his childhood ([-])

On the way back to the small hospital, Bai Hao told us that he would celebrate my brother and I being discharged from the hospital that night.

He has already thought about it. Now in these dog days, it is best to have a hot pot to replenish the body. The heat is a bit too hot, but the "Huangdi Neijing" records: "Nourish yang in spring and summer, nourish yin in autumn and winter." Eating this now is better than in winter. It's appropriate.

The only fly in the ointment is that Xue Feng is still busy, so he probably won't be able to make it through and catch up. Apart from him, there are quite a few people here today, and it's a fun place for everyone to get together in the evening.

The fat man was very happy when he heard that he could chat about mountains and eat delicious food. Ke Jin spread the knowledge about mutton-boiled meat to Wu Xie. Wu Xie, who had been frowning all the time, looked at the fat pistachio like him and finally felt It was a smile.

While Wu Xie and the others came out to pick us up, Chi Yan took Pi Ke and transported the Qilin Pavilion's turntable round table, chairs, copper charcoal stove hot pot, and charcoal from Uncle Zao'er's fixed-point portal.

Li Yue and Yu Jing have prepared the necessary soup base, dipping sauces and rich ingredients for hot pot. Li Yue prepared thick chicken soup for the hot pot, and also placed a small copper pot next to it with red butter. Soup base, when we went back they were putting ingredients on the table in the yard.

Bai Hao immediately joined the preparation team and started tinkering with the charcoal. After a while, the charcoal burned red. He placed the washed pot in the center of the table and stabilized it, covered the pot lid, and used a charcoal clamp to keep it burning. The red charcoal strips were placed flush with the rim of the pot into the pot. Liyue also took out the prepared hot soup and poured it into the hot pot.

We washed our hands and sat around the table. Yu Jing assigned us bowls and chopsticks. Because it was a charcoal pot, the entire table was warm. Listening to the "gurgling" sound of the soup in the pot, It feels particularly exciting.

The sparks of the charcoal "pop, pop, pop" from time to time, and the steam is rising around the pot, making everything in front of you look hazy.
The burning of charcoal emits a natural woody aroma. The fusion of food and charcoal aroma gives me a very beautiful feeling.

The fat man said strangely: "What kind of charcoal do you have? There is no smoke."

Pi Ke said: "It's not that the charcoal has no smoke, it's all because of this." He pointed to a small jar around the pot, and there were four of them placed around the pot. Only then did the fat man notice that although some of the jars contained paper towels, There are ones for toothpicks and chopsticks and spoons, but there is also a power light on the jar and a small raised brush head on it. Pi Ke explained: "This is a mini multi-functional electrostatic smoke removal storage jar I made. If you look carefully at the brush head, the smoke will be scattered and decomposed, and naturally there will be no smoke."

The fat man picked it up and played with it and said: "Well, this is good. It is convenient and environmentally friendly. To eat hot pot, a charcoal pot must have a good atmosphere, but the smoke is not good. It is really good to have this."

Bai Hao said: "Come on, the pot is boiling, let's put something in."

They ate, drank, and chatted, and it was a lively night. The atmosphere was really good, not to mention how happy they were.

As for me and my little brother, who are taciturn people, not long after we finished eating, I followed my little brother and quietly slipped under the jujube tree and stared at the sky in a daze.

That night, the sky was bright and bright, with only a cold white moon hanging far away in the dark and boundless sky. From time to time, smoke-like clouds drifted past, giving a deserted look.

I don’t know how long I stayed there before I started to feel sleepy and swayed slightly, so I hugged his arm and leaned on his arm. My eyelids kept fighting and my head started to droop.

After a while, the little brother turned over and saw that I was almost asleep, and said softly to me: "Girl, let's go back."

I followed me and looked at him. He was looking at me with soft eyes and a gentle face. I nodded to him gently and walked towards our big house together. I said to myself, my little brother seems to be more mature after losing his memory. It's a little warmer.

When I was about to reach the door, I quickly ran to the door, entered the house first, and turned on the main switch of the indoor light. The light filled the room, the light was soft and not dazzling, and I felt very comfortable.

I stood at the door and looked at him and said to him: "Brother, take a look, do you have any impression of this? The things used in this house have been replaced with new ones, but I haven't touched the large-format furniture. I'm afraid of you." I won’t be able to remember it when I come again.” After saying that, she took his arm and led him into the house.

The fat man happened to catch sight of the two of us and said to Wu Xie, "Oh, my innocence, where are the two missing people?"

Wu Xie looked at my brother and I and said, "It seems that our place was too lively, and they just went to hide for a while."

The fat man chuckled. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine and said to Wu Xie: "These two are too boring. They were both silent during the party. They played by themselves and it was quite hot. Let them live alone. , let’s continue, you can eat some more, I haven’t seen you move much.”

The little brother stood at the door and looked at everything in the room very seriously. I said to him: "Brother, you take a look first. I'm going to freshen up and change clothes."

He said a faint "Yes" and I left temporarily.The little brother looked at the furnishings in the house. Almost all of them were wooden furniture from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. The quality and appearance were very good. The patterns were not traditional. They were very special. It did look a bit familiar. He started to look at the furniture while looking at it. While reading and slowly recalling, I came to the bedside unconsciously.

The bed in this room is a large bed that was popular in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. This style is more common in the south. Suddenly, I have a feeling that this kind of cabin-like furniture is the style that the little girl likes.

He stepped onto the floor of the bed and walked into the corridor in front of the bed. The wooden platform under his feet grew two or three feet away from the front edge of the bed. It was of a very common size. The four corners of the platform were carved with delicate floral patterns. The upright pillars are inlaid with wooden hollow carved fences, and the windows on both sides are carved with patterns of unicorns, auspicious clouds and an unknown double-petaled flower. This flower is the same as the little flower between the girl's eyebrows.

There is a dressing table on the right side of the corridor, with some bottles and cans on it, three wooden combs of different densities, a small stool, and the girl's small bag on it.

There was a six-drawer bedside cabinet on the left hand side. There was an almost transparent stone lamp in the shape of an old-fashioned kerosene lamp placed on the cabinet. There were several photo frames next to the lamp. He slowly picked up the photo frame and looked at the photos on it. They were all the photos taken recently. The little girl had already shown them to me when I was in the hospital. Each one contained a memory, but I was very vague about the things in them.

As soon as I came out after washing and saw no sign of my brother, I called him softly: "Brother, brother?"

A deep voice came from the direction of the big bed: "I'm here."

As I walked towards the big bed, I said to him: "I'm ready. You can go wash it. The change of clothes has been put in the cabinet by the door." I saw him looking at our photos, so I supported him. arms and tilted her head to look at him.

After being stunned for a while, I said to him softly: "How about it, it looks good. My photography skills are top-notch. I will take you to see the database at the back tomorrow, so you can remember some of it."

He lowered his head slightly and looked at me, and I said to him: "Go quickly, I will show you the notebook first." He nodded, and then went to wash up.

After he walked away, I picked up my small carry-on bag that was placed on the stool, took out a few notebooks and placed them on the bed. In order to prevent my hair from being weighed down, I tilted my head and smoothed it into a bunch, wrapping it around my wrist. On the bed, holding her hair and sitting cross-legged on the bed, she waited for him to come back.

This long hair had just been washed. I felt that the blow-drying was too slow, so I used my spiritual power to dry it. It smelled delicious and was slippery, but I couldn’t even comb it. Recently, I had to do a ponytail during the day and only combed it at night. I was able to keep them together, and luckily my hair was of good quality, otherwise my hair would have been tangled the next day.

After taking a bath, I felt a little more energetic. I had to wait for my brother anyway, so I started to think of it as a practice. However, it was still the same as before. My brother was back and I couldn't do anything. My arms were sore. When I saw the little brother coming over, I gave up immediately and threw my hair aside.

I said to him: "Sit here, little brother." As I said that, I patted the seat next to me and he sat down. I pushed the notebook in front of him and said, "This brown notebook is my new one. I put the City Lord Grandpa and I’s previous information, as well as our experiences and my analysis during these few outings, have all been reorganized into this one. This red book is from Ziyan. Remember, we went to Qilin City together before. I even got beaten up when I got it back. This one is a copy of Wen Jin’s notes. The original is with Wu Xie. Don’t tell him that I copied one. There is also some organized three-dimensional information that will be waiting for Wu Xie. Xie and the others will leave tomorrow and will take you to the warehouse to see them."

The little brother looked at the stone lamp on the bedside table and said to me: "Except for it, all other lights are turned off."

The little brother has been looking at me very seriously and talking alone. After I finished speaking, he looked at me for a while. I have never been able to refuse his beautiful eyes, but looking at his eyes, I became shy again.

After being stunned for a while, he said to me: "Just this stone lamp will do." After that, he got up and picked up the stone lamp from the bedside table and hung it beside the bed. He sat cross-legged on it and turned to look at me very seriously. He said "Oh", stretched out his hand and waved his fingers to turn off all the other lights in the room, but the stone lamp was not adjusted to a very bright brightness just now, that is, the brightness of a night light, and the atmosphere was a little strange. I asked him: "If you look at the book, it should be a little brighter, right, otherwise it will hurt your eyes."

But he didn't turn on the light, but took off the light and put it next to him. We both leaned on the cushions I had laid out in advance. I read the contents of the book with him for a while, and I felt no longer sleepy. I couldn't help it any longer, so I slid it down his shoulder and onto his arm. He immediately let go of the book with his right hand, caught my little head, and held my face to see that I was very sleepy this time. The smooth hair slipped through his fingers, and the scene in front of him felt very familiar to him.

He put the book aside with one hand, held me up with his body and legs, and made me sit, looking at my long hair. He reached out and fiddled with it a few times, looking at my sleeping face. , caressing it involuntarily, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised slightly, and his watery and clear eyes seemed to be filled with stars, with little stars twinkling.

After looking at me for a moment, he gently pulled up my long hair and held me with both hands. He gently slid his body down and placed me on top of him. He let me rest his head on him and stretched out his hand to pull me He crossed the quilt next to me and put it on me, and then stroked my little head out of habit.

He seemed to be thinking about something, staring blankly at the top of the bed. Unknowingly, he didn't know when, he just felt that he was looking up at the sky. The sky was very high and blue, and from time to time, white snow like cotton balls would float by. Snow-white clouds.

This was the courtyard of a large courtyard. He heard the noise of children playing around him. He turned his head slightly and saw a man on his left with two braids, wearing a red top and a white skirt with a pair of small red feet. The little girl, whose shoes are shorter than her own, is lowering her head and braiding dogtail grass that she got from nowhere.

After a while, the little girl raised her head, stretched out her little arms, and held the newly braided grass in her hand. With a sweet voice, she said to him with a smile: "I made it right this time, and I'll give it to you."

(End of this chapter)