The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993 Chapter 199

   Chapter 199, Six Paper Bags of Candy (please subscribe!)

  Liu Yi thought for a while and said, "Intuition tells me that Bacheng is him, and I feel familiar as soon as I hear Zhang Xuan's voice."

   After listening to his wife's analysis, Mi Pei also felt that something was wrong:

   "You mean that Zhang Xuan is still entangled in seeing the treasure even though he has a girlfriend? Then..."

  Mi Pei said halfway through, and suddenly stopped talking, unable to continue.

   The couple looked at each other tacitly and understood each other's thoughts.

  The kitchen is instantly quiet, and the needle drop can be heard.

   Only the sound of boiling water bubbling from the stewed pig's trotters, and the squeak of hot air coming out of the small hole in the lid.

   After a long silence, Mi Pei took the lead in breaking the deadlock and said with great certainty:

   "Jianbao is 19 after New Year's Eve, and has grown up. Some things are still up to her to decide. As a father, I believe her."

   Hearing what her husband said, Liu Yi also nodded. Because before this matter is clear, it is not easy for the two to intervene rashly.

   After all, it may be an ordinary man and woman pursuing a relationship, or a misunderstanding, so casual interference is unethical and loss of identity.

   In the end, even if the couple decided that Zhang Xuan was pursuing his daughter, they still fully believed that Mi Jian would handle the matter well.

   They trust their daughter so much and respect her so much. Not because of a one-time event, but because of nearly 20 years of getting along, the family of three understands each other's temperament and temper very well.

   Therefore, although Mi Pei and Liu Yi were a little worried, they still believed that Mi Jian could handle it well.

   In the eyes of the couple, it is not difficult for their daughter to reject Zhang Xuan.

   After all, the scene where Ziwei Park met Zhang Xuan and Du Shuangling intimacy was enough for her daughter to make a firm choice.

   Chinese food is very rich, five dishes and one soup.

   Although Liu Yi is a high school teacher, she is dignified and beautiful, but her cooking skills are decent, and the taste of the dishes is not a little bit stronger than that of ordinary peasant women.

  Mi Pei is a woodcarving artist. He has a calm and sophisticated personality. He is not very talkative, but every time he speaks, the atmosphere on the table is aroused.

  Liu Yi and Mi Pei have been watching Zhang Xuan secretly, and the topic is also consciously or unintentionally led to university life and Du Shuangling.

   Zhang Xuan's mouth was chatting eagerly. But like a mirror in their hearts, the couple saw through their disguise nine times out of ten.

   But since he has come, he is not afraid. Whatever you ask, I will choose the right one.

  After the meal, Zhang Xuan observed Mi Pei's carving skills for a while, and was stunned when he saw that the other party could skillfully use the carving knife with both hands.

   Shocked!

   asked curiously: "Uncle, how did you practice your left hand?"

  Mi Pei explained: "I used to have a fracture in my right hand, and I had it for half a year. During the recovery period, I was very itchy, so I tried to carve with my left hand, and it gradually became better."

   After watching it for a while, at a certain time, Zhang Xuanming asked Mi Jian, "Do you know how to carve?"

  Mi Jian said: "I used to learn from my father when I was bored in winter and summer vacations, but my skills were not good."

   Zhang Xuan instigated: "I usually don't have much to practice, oh, just practice carving my appearance. When the carving is finished, send me a wood carving as a souvenir."

   Hearing this, Mi Jian smiled lightly and said nothing.

   On the contrary, Mi Pei, who was sculpting with his head down, looked up at Zhang Xuan.

   Two in the afternoon.

   The three walked out of Mi Jian's house and out of the teacher's college.

   Zhang Xuan looked up at the blue sky, and said to Chen Risheng, "The weather is nice and suitable for sports. You eat so much for lunch, why don't you play basketball to digest your food?"

  Chen Risheng understood what he meant immediately, this is to drive him away.

   immediately pointed at Zhang Xuan and scolded: "Zhang Xuan, your uncle, you are crossing the river and demolishing the bridge."

   Zhang Xuan said shamelessly: "The river has already passed, why do you still keep the bridge, don't you think?"

   "I...!" Chen Risheng choked, and was directly defeated by him.

  Chen Risheng turned his head to look at Mi Jian. He wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything at the end of the day. He was so angry that he hummed and ran away.

   Watching Chen Risheng walk away, Zhang Xuan looked at the bicycles coming and going on the road, and suddenly asked Mi Jian, "Can you ride a bicycle?"

  Mijian said, "Yes."

   then looked him in the eyes and asked, "Do you want to ride a bike?"

   Zhang Xuan nodded: "In the past few years, I have always had a wish to ride along the Zijiang River, but I have never been able to do it. Please accompany me today."

  Mimi agreed.

  Mi saw that there was a bicycle at home, and she rode it directly.

   As for Zhang Xuan, although he didn't have a car, he couldn't afford to be rich, so the local tyrant bought one temporarily.

  Just like this, the two rode side by side, neither fast nor slow, chatting and going down the river.

   Zhang Xuan asked, "Are you going back to your hometown this year?"

  Mi Jian replied, "No. My grandparents went to my sister-in-law's house to celebrate the New Year, so I don't have to go back this year."

   She asked, "Where's your second sister, any news from your second sister?"

   Zhang Xuan shook his head, "No, people can't be sure where they are handsome."

   After chatting with each other about various trivial matters, the two quickly left the city.

  Abruptly…

   On the downhill section ahead, a few-year-old boy suddenly emerged from a blind spot, chasing a rolling coin.

   The coin went straight down to Zhang Xuan's car, and the bear boy lowered his head and anxiously followed the coin to the car.

   "My mother!..."

   Looking at the child who suddenly rushed out of the slope, Zhang Xuan was taken aback. At the moment of danger, he directly forcibly lifted the faucet to make a sharp turn and brake suddenly.

  No accident, Zhang Xuan fell to the ground with a snap.

   The bear boy had nothing to do, and slipped past him chasing the fifty-cent coin.

  Mi Jian hurriedly stopped, came to help him, and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

   Zhang Xuan felt some pain in his left arm.

   Looking back, a piece of skin was scratched, but the wound was not deep, but the area was a bit large, with a lot of blood flow, and there were many broken sand grains embedded on it.

   "It's okay, the skin is traumatized." Zhang Xuan glanced at the bear boy who had picked up the coins and disappeared on the right path, and also stood up.

  Mi looked at it and said, "You have to find a doctor as soon as possible to disinfect the bandage."

   "Well." Zhang Xuan was very depressed. It was the first time in his life that he rode a bicycle, and it was the first time he and Mi Jian were riding a bicycle.

   The two asked for directions, and according to the instructions of a kind person, they soon found a barefoot doctor's house.

   came to ask, unfortunately, the doctor was not at home and went to see the doctor.

   There is a pregnant woman and a 3-year-old child at home.

  The pregnant woman looked at the wound and said honestly, "My family has gone to give an injection to a bedridden old man. It's a long way to go, and he won't be able to come back in a while. I can't clean this wound. I haven't done it before."

   Before Zhang Xuan could speak, Mi Jian said to the pregnant woman, "Buy a bottle of Wanhua Oil, some cotton swabs and gauze, let's do it ourselves."

   The pregnant woman looked at her and immediately took the goods from the cabinet.

   After shopping, the two found a clean grass to sit down, Zhang Xuan turned his hand, Mi Jian pushed up his sleeves, and began to lower his head to carefully clean up the fine sand.

   "Does my strength hurt?" Mi Jian asked.

   "Fortunately, you can just let it go." Zhang Xuan watched as the sand was cleaned up one by one. Although it hurt a little, he couldn't bear it.

   As time passed, his attention slowly shifted from the wound to the meticulous Mi Jian.

   The woman's blue silk is scattered, her eyebrows are picturesque, and her temperament is dusty. The cotton clothes slumped softly on the delicate plumpness.

  Pure, yet strangely charming.

   Feeling that Zhang Xuan was looking at himself quietly, Mi Jian raised his head to look at him, smiled nicely, then lowered his head and went back to busy.

   After cleaning up another piece of fine sand, Mi Jian asked, "Why can't Zhiyin Magazine and Youth Digest see your article anymore? Did you not write it?"

   "Well, I didn't write it anymore, I stopped writing."

   "It's well written, why didn't you write it?"

   "For fame?"

  Mijian looked up at him, "Fame?"

   "Yes." Zhang Xuan responded and explained the ins and outs in detail.

  Mi Jian listened quietly until he finished speaking, and regretfully said, "You didn't share such a big happy event with us."

  Zhang Xuan automatically ignored the "men" and said truthfully: "First, I want to tell you in person, and second, the matter of the previous publication of the physical book has not been settled, and I am waiting for the news."

  Mi asked, "When will the physical book be available in the market?"

   Zhang Xuan said: "In April, according to the plan, the physical book will be listed on April 1."

   "How many copies were printed in the first batch?"

   "20,000 copies."

   "Did there be any for sale in the capital at that time?"

   "The first batch is mainly concentrated in several big cities such as Beijing and Shanghai."

  Mi laughed and said, "When the time comes, I'll buy a copy, remember to sign it for me, you great writer."

  Zhang Xuan said seriously: "Don't buy it. The People's Literature Association will give me a few samples in advance, and then I will mail you a signed version."

  Mi Jian is also polite: "Okay, it will be regarded as today's labor fee."

   Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes: "Don't, don't. I want to send you a book to be pure, and not to mix human relationships."

   After pondering for a few seconds, Zhang Xuan put his right hand into the pocket of his clothes, touched the buttons for a while, and found out the six paper-wrapped candies left in the car today.

   handed it over: "Hey, this is your reward for today. The number of 6 candies is a little less, but don't dislike it. This is all my money."

  Mijian looked at him with a faint smile in his eyes, thought about it, reached out and took it, and put it in his pocket.

   Then keep doing things.

   There is a lot of fine sand, and it took Mijian a long time to clean up. Then, he used kaleidoscope oil to sterilize it back and forth, and wrapped it with gauze.

   Zhang Xuan glanced at the wound with satisfaction, pulled down his sleeve and said sincerely, "Thank you."

  Mi laughed and said, "No thanks, I got paid."

   Zhang Xuan laughed along.

  Look at the time, it's already four o'clock.

   He said, "It's getting late, let's go home and have dinner over there."

  Mi Jian asked worriedly: "Your hands are very strong, right?"

   Zhang Xuan's eyelids lifted, "It's not easy to exert force, or you will take me."

  Mi laughed and didn't say a word, pretended he didn't hear it, and took the lead to ride a bicycle away.

   There was an accident when we came, but it was smooth sailing all the way back.

   Laoliu Hotel, parked the bicycle at the door, and the two also entered the store.

  The owner of the restaurant is a little old man, commonly known as Lao Liu. He remembers Zhang Xuan because of "Lilith beat two young people".

   ran over and asked, "You guys are on winter vacation, what would you like to eat?"

   Zhang Xuan smiled politely and asked Mi to meet.

  Mi Jian took over the menu and flipped through it, and asked for a dry pot duck.

   Zhang Xuan said resentfully, "I found that you, like Shuangling, only order this dish every time."

  Mijian smiled and said, "Maybe I'm used to it, why don't I change it?"

   Zhang Xuan waved his hand: "No offense, although I eat a lot of this dish, it is really delicious, and I never get tired of eating it."

   He ordered braised fish and choy sum, and then asked, "Would you like some wine?"

  Mijian refused, "If you have a wound on your body, stop drinking. I'll accompany you to drink when I have a chance in the future."

"Row."

   It is winter vacation now, and the business of Laoliu Hotel is much less than usual, and there are not many people eating.

   So the dishes are served faster.

  The two of them are very familiar with each other, they are not strict, they are more open.

   Pick up your favorite dishes, chat while eating, chat about the trivialities of the two of them in life, and talk about what happened to them in college.

   No matter how small or small, the two talked about everything and did not shy away from it.

   Chatting and chatting, when talking about the first year of high school, Zhang Xuan said with a sigh:

   "At that time, I was a country bumpkin who had never seen the world. I blushed when I saw you. When you looked at me, my face became even redder. I was often teased by Shuangling and Yang Yongjian for this."

  Mimi couldn't help chuckling as he recalled the scene in autumn three years ago.

  The dishes are good, the conversation is strong, and the two of them eat very openly.

   After eating, seeing that Mi Jian was about to get up to pay the bill, Zhang Xuan stretched out his hand and rushed to pay.

  Mi saw that he had no choice but to say, "Then I'll invite you next time."

   "Well, I'll wait for your words." Zhang Xuan blinked and went out to get on the bicycle.

  Mi smiled and got on the bike.

   No. 1 Middle School is not far from the Teachers College, and it takes a few minutes to get there by bike.

  The teacher specially said, Mi Jian stopped the car and turned around and asked, "Zhang Xuan, do you plan to take the writer's path in the future?"

   Zhang Xuan said half-truths and half-truths: "Comrade Mi Jian, you are asking the wrong question. After Feng Sheng was published, I was already a great writer."

   Then, without waiting for her reply, he turned around the dragon head and said, "The sun is going to set, it's not too early, I'm leaving."

   "Okay." Mi Jian instructed: "The train station has been in chaos recently, so you have to pay attention to safety."

   "Yes, remember to carve a wood carving for me." Zhang Xuan waved his hands behind his back and walked away on his bicycle.

  Mi Jian stood at the special entrance of the division and watched him go down the Zijiang all the way, and watched him disappear from sight.

   Then he looked up at the setting sun, remembered something, reached into his pocket with his left hand, and grabbed out six paper-wrapped candies.

  Look at the six paper-wrapped candies spread in the palm of his hand, and looked at the six paper-wrapped candies on colored paper of different colors…

  Mi was quiet when he saw it.

   At a certain moment, his right hand stuck out, picked up the purple candy wrapper, peeled it off, and slowly put it into his mouth.

   When he got home, Liu Yi asked quietly, "Zhang Xuan is gone?"

  Mijian glanced at his mother and replied, "He has already taken the car home."

  Liu Yi was dubious: "Why is there a bus at this point?"

  Mi Jian walked straight to his room and said as he walked, "His cousin contacted Zhang Xuan with a Shunfeng truck."

   Liu Yi and Mi Pei looked at each other and stopped talking.

   Enter the bedroom and close the door.

  Mijian put five paper-wrapped candies in the drawer, his eyes flickered, he reached for a book and opened it, with a high school graduation photo in it.

   There are three people in the photo: Zhang Xuan, Du Shuangling, and herself.

   His eyes stayed on the photo for a few seconds, and Mi Jian put it back in the book, clipped it, closed the book, and put the book in its original place in the drawer.

   Closed the drawer, passed another book from the desk, and read it.

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