Chapter 440

Zhou Zihan looked at Qin Zhizhou not far away and was afraid that he would wake up halfway.

"It's late." She whispered, "you have to catch the train early in the morning. You'd better have an early rest!"

Qin Muzhi seemed to have made plans to stay up all night. He shook his head and said to Zhou Zihan, "tonight, I want to release - even for such a time."

Words like "Fang Zong" are always a little strange when they spit out from a serious person like Qin Muzhi.

Zhou Zihan bit his lip and nodded in response to Qin Muzhi's proposal.

She put a long wooden board on the outside of the bed and put Qin Zhizhou in the newly built small world.

Considering that Qin knew that Zhou would not fall even if he turned over, he followed Qin Muzhi out of the house.

"Where are you taking me?"

The old hutongs in Rongcheng are mostly composed of compound.

On a hot summer day, many old men and women, with PU fans and Mazars, sat down under the kerosene lamp, surrounded the round table and began to play cards.

Zhou Zihan first came to live in the house several times. Some old ladies who won the card saw Zhou Zihan and a tall man come over and say hello: "Xiao Zhou. This is your family -- "

"Hey." The little woman nodded and answered crisply.

"Did Mrs. Li win money again today?"

The old lady who was named sniffed at Zhou Zihan, "ah, Zihan, did you stew fish at home today?"

People in the old alley like stewed fish, with occasional crabs and shrimp.

Over time, Qin Muzhi followed suit.

"Today we got a pickled fish." Zhou Zihan bent his lips and said, "there are still a lot left at home. If you don't mind the cold fish, I'll take it home for you."

Mrs. Li dropped her card and smiled happily, "you girl. It's hard for his man to come back. He's not ready to talk more with others! "

"Then we won't disturb you." Zhou Zihan took Qin Muzhi, who was silent, and turned to the old lady playing cards. "Then tomorrow, I'll send you the fish."

"OK." Mrs. Li answered.

When he got out of the alley, Zhou Zihan explained to him, "Mrs. Li who lives in the alley, her husband is a craftsman who makes clay figurines. She usually helps me when I come here. "

Seeing the nature of Zhou Zihan's relationship with his new neighbors, Qin Muzhi was actually very pleased.

The old alley is located in the southwest of the T-junction of West Fourth South Street in Rongcheng.

Go around the east entrance and you'll find the old man's tower.

The starry sky was bright in summer. Qin Muzhi took Zhou Zihan's hand and stood in front of the smallest tower in Rongcheng, making a pious wish.

He hoped that she could be as happy as she was when she was away.

Zhou Zihan hoped that he could be outside and be safe.

The summer cicadas on several old trees were shouting low. Zhou Zihan thought that Qin Muzhi brought himself here to pray for blessings, and he was ashamed of himself because he was still thinking about those messy things in his head.

The tower in front of her was less than 15 meters high. Qin Muzhi suddenly asked her, "do you remember old man Wansong?"

Zhou Zihan nodded and thought of the old man at the end of the Jin Dynasty and the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty

Qin Muzhi then told Zhou Zihan about the background of the tower. After all, life always has a beautiful sustenance.

On the way back, most of the card players in the alley went back to bed.

Qin Muzhi stopped in front of the stone bench. He said to Zhou Zihan quietly, "I thought I would never see you again -"

At that time, Qin Muzhi received a secret report and could not maintain stability at all when he rushed there.

Zhou Zihan listened quietly to Qin Muzhi describe those thrilling experiences.

She is worried that the stability of China is due to thousands of people in the West like Qin Muzhi.

"Wood." Zhou Zihan opened his arms and threw in Qin Muzhi's return. She could only comfort him in this way: "it's good for you to come back."

Can come back alive.

Be able to come back alive and intact without missing any parts.

It's a blessing from God.

"Fool." No one knows what will happen tomorrow. Qin Muzhi stood in the moonlight and kissed Zhou Zihan's smooth forehead. "It's not good for me. I shouldn't say such a heavy topic."

His little woman, his little Han, seems to be made of water.

"Don't say that." Qin Muzhi wiped Zhou Zihan's tears with his thumb. He picked up Zhou Zihan's small face and said, "let's talk about other topics."

Qin Muzhi didn't dare to tell Zhou Zihan that he signed the life death certificate early.

He is gambling that if they can come back alive, they will live in peace for the rest of their lives.

"What should we say?"

Zhou Zihan's eyes were as red and swollen as a peach.

I just hate that I didn't fight for breath earlier and didn't go with me.

Now I have children, but I can't be selfish enough to ignore them.

"Have a chat -" the man was thoughtful. He touched his chin. "It's better to talk. When did you start to like me?"

Qin Muzhi wants to know more than anyone how Zhou Zihan likes himself.

"... is..." Zhou Zihan blushed: "I often miss you when I come to Rongcheng.

I feel that this feeling must be different from listening to her personally.

Qin Mu couldn't find his own words for one time, so he had to hold Zhou Zihan tightly in his arms.

"What about you -" the little woman's voice was soft and waxy. "When did you like me?"

"I feel bad after you are with Mr. Jiang. Later, Lao Lu woke me up. "

Habit is a terrible thing.

When you are used to a person around you all day, when you are used to this person's wholehearted kindness to you, when you are used to not being able to take care of yourself without his tenderness, love takes root and sprouts at that moment.

After the two people opened their hearts, their feelings were more deeply rooted.

Qin Muzhi will leave soon.

When Zhou Zihan came home, Qin knew that although Zhou was in a different position from when he left, he didn't fall out of bed.

She and Qin Muzhi talked a lot until dawn, and the man was ready to go.

"I'll see you off." Zhou Zihan jumped out of bed and told her the way of Qin Mu.

"Don't send it."

For Qin Muzhi, it is enough to have a long talk for one night.

"Wait a minute, the child will wake up." Qin Muzhi shook his head. He carried the suitcase: "wait a minute, if you can't see your mother, you'll be very sad."

So Xiao Han.

Don't send it.

If you send me, I'm afraid I'll stay.

Qin Muzhi insisted that Zhou Zihan not see him off, so she was at home and watched him go out.

Later, Zhou Zihan became a primary school Chinese teacher in the frontier.

In an interview with reporters, she once dictated: "that day, the sky was not bright. I looked at the back of the wood and thought of going to the frontier with him regardless of my child.

Later, I seemed to gradually understand that he had already calculated everything, exactly, and deliberately dragged my legs and feet with his children. "

......

After Qin Muzhi left, Zhou Zihan cried silently for a long time.

"Zihan." Until Mrs. Li shouted outside the door, "it was agreed yesterday that I'll take the pickled cabbage fish."

Zhou Zihan closed her eyes. She leaned back her neck and tried to pour back those tears.

"Here we go." Zhou Zihan responded to Mrs. Li.

Qin Zhizhou also stretched out at this time and lay down on the crib, humming and wanting to drink - milk.

"I'm not in a hurry." Mrs. Li thought it was a newly married couple. The couple were working, so they answered outside: "I just had breakfast. I stopped by to get the fish."

When Zhou Zihan fed the child - well, after finishing herself, she opened the door.

Mrs. Li handed Zhou Zihan the oil fruit and soybean milk in her hand.

It's the so-called reciprocity.

Zhou Zihan invited her to fish and she invited Zhou Zihan to breakfast.

"Yesterday, I visited your family and forgot to ask. Last time I saw you, I still had two bodies. Is it a boy or a girl?"

Zhou Zihan took the breakfast: "why don't you come and have a look?"

"Yo." Mrs. Li looked at the emotional baby on the bed, "I still brought a handle."

"Have you named the child?"

"Take it."

"Qin Zhizhou."

Zhou Zihan thought that it was only now that Qin had left, but he didn't work hard and began to miss him.

"This name is from the father of the child!"

Zhou Zihan's man is from the National University of science and technology. It's not new news in the alley.

"When I first saw your family yesterday, I thought the young man was solid and treated you sincerely." Mrs. Li teased the child and said, "the child is like his father."

Mrs. Li accompanied her at home, but Zhou Zihan didn't feel lonely.

"Look --" Mrs. Li looked at her watch and apologized. "Every time I see you, I always forget the time."

She motioned to Zhou Zihan to have dinner first. She would like to accompany Qin Zhizhou.

"You just sit down and eat together."

"I've already eaten it."

Zhou Zihan felt warm after hearing Mrs. Li's words.

This sentence has been eaten casually, which just reflects that Mrs. Li bought this breakfast from a small vendor.

According to Zhou Zihan, she can't live up to Mrs. Li's wishes.

Zhou Zihan bit the crisp oil fruit.

When northerners are used to eating oil fruit, they soak it in soybean milk. The main reason is that they can suppress the greasy feeling.

Zhou Zihan didn't eat much. The breakfast brought by Mrs. Li was actually enough for Qin Muzhi and Zhou Zihan.

But I didn't expect Qin Muzhi to leave today.

After dinner, Zhou Zihan brought yesterday's sauerkraut fish.

Fortunately, it's not too hot in summer, and the dishes haven't broken yet.

"Girl, if you have this skill, you might as well open a small restaurant at the entrance of the alley. I'm sure you'll make a lot of money."

"Mrs. Li." Zhou Zihan immediately booed: "walls have ears. It will be embarrassing to hear such big words. Have you forgotten?"

"Look." Mrs. Li vacated one hand and patted her mouth. "Thanks to you, I can always be alert - clock."

Zhou Zihan served good fish. Mrs. Li took the lunch box and smelled it.

"Go back, I want to show off with my family." Speaking of Mr. Li's cooking skills, he can surpass the chef.

Just as he was talking, Lao Hu, the legendary Mr. Li, came to Zhou Zihan's door with a crutch.

"I thought you would come here."

As soon as Mr. Li's words fell, Mrs. Li raised the lunch box in her hand and said to Mr. Li, "the pickled fish made by Zihan must be better than you."

"Yes, yes, yes." Old Mr. Li looked at Mrs. Li with doting eyes.

While talking, Mr. Li took the lunch box in Mrs. Li's hand, "Zihan has to be busy taking care of the children."

Zhou Zihan has not seen Mr. Li for many days.

"Did you see the two cubs born to Zihan? Each one looks good. "

Mr. Li also glanced. He knew that his woman would inevitably be lonely and want children when she was old.

Unfortunately, the years are in a hurry. At their age, it is obviously impossible to have any more children.

"Beautiful." Mr. Li didn't say much, but every sentence was obedient to Mrs. Li's meaning, "follow Zi Han."

"You." Mrs. Li shook her head. She said, "Zihan has a good temper. I don't think you're perfunctory. Give it a try for someone else?"

Mr. Li nodded. From his youth, what his wife said was what she said.

Mr. Li pursed his lips: "today, an old seven sent you the Kunqu opera you like to listen to. Why don't you --"

"Seriously?" Mrs. Li showed joy.

In addition to playing cards, she also likes to listen to the opera. It is said that when playing, the ancestors sealed the shade, all because they could sing.

"Then Zihan, we won't bother."

Zhou Zihan looked at the back of their love and wondered if it was the same after she and Qin Mu grew old.

After eating milk, the two little guys slept soundly in bed.

Zhou Zihan simply arranged the table, hung the clothes the man washed last night outside, and imagined Qin Muzhi's scene on the train.

Life has to go on after all.

The procedures for applying for dropping out had come out before. After Zhou Zihan entrusted the child to Liu Min, he went to school to deal with the last tail.

Liu Min knew Zhou Zihan's difficulties. If it weren't for wood, the girl could have a brighter future.

After Zhou Zihan finished the formalities, Shen Qinghuan came to pick her up.

Seeing that Zhou Zihan's recovery period was much faster than he thought, Shen Qinghuan was somewhat relieved.

They met several male students on campus and were talking about the West enthusiastically: "we endured for so long and finally started!"

Here we go???

How so fast.

Zhou Zihan's body was a little unstable. Shen Qinghuan quickly held her and said with relief: "Zihan. The news is not necessarily true. "

"Qinghuan." Zhou Zihan's hand trembled badly. She falsely told Qin Muzhi that it was safe, otherwise the little fish would have sent her.

"You're right." She smiled falsely at Gu luomei, "these words that are not exquisite must not be true."

Otherwise, how could there be no movement at all.

Zhou Zihan took Shen Qinghuan's arm and said, "let's go back first. Mom is still waiting for us at home.

It was summer, but Zhou Zihan's hands were like an ice cellar.

Shen Qinghuan patted Zhou Zihan's little hand: "don't worry. Your family must be fine. "

The two tacitly returned to Liu Min's house.

If the only thing that can be regarded as happy these days is that the photo studio will send the photos of the last family photo after they are washed.

Zhou Zihan looked at Qin Muzhi with serious expression and the one with extremely sweet posture on the photo, and the pain gradually disappeared from the bottom of his eyes.