Chapter 17

When aheng stood in front of the door of Wen's house, he felt a little uneasy at the bottom of his heart. Looking back on the journey of the past few days, he was really over the mark.

"Why don't you go in?" The boy reached out his thick gloved hand and rang the doorbell.

Aheng stepped back carefully and restrained his desire to escape.

It was Mrs. Zhang who opened the door.

"Coincidentally, I was just talking to Yun Yi about whether to add you to the cooking today. As a result, you came back." Mrs. Zhang opened her mouth with a smile and looked back at the living room.

"You know, we..." Ah Heng asked Yan Xi in a low voice.

"It's not like running away from home. I've already said hello to Grandpa Wen before leaving." Yan Xi's spirit is not good, long legs to the porch, think of what, pause a step, ask Zhang sister-in-law, "Zhang sister-in-law, my old man and Li Ma are there?"

Mrs. Zhang nodded, took ah Heng's hand and said with a smile, "nature is there. Every year, both of us spend the Spring Festival together. Can we change our habits for so many years? "

Ah Heng breathed a sigh, but she was holding the thought of running away from home. It was a pity that she was a villain in in vain. In this way, Yanxi should have known her little mind before, but was too lazy to answer.

Aheng, led by Sister Zhang, changed her cotton slippers in a depressed way. She had thought that when she came back, the police in the room would discuss how to find her; her grandfather would sigh; her mother would be sad; Siguan would frown her good-looking eyebrows and worry about her safety; ER would be tearful

Oh, how disappointed

"What do you think?" Yan Xi looked at her playfully.

Ah Heng blushed.

Into the living room, the atmosphere of bustling. Grandfather and Yan are playing chess, chess pieces fell heartily, see them two in a hurry to ask a few words, continue to fight. Mother and Uncle Li are making dumplings in the kitchen. When Uncle Li sees Yan Xi, he is so happy and loving that he can't close his mouth. He takes two pieces of boiled spareribs from the pot. One piece is put in Yan Xi's mouth and the other is fed to aheng.

Wen's mother asked aheng's itinerary and learned that she had returned to Wushui, and her look did not change. To Yan Xi, on the contrary, he is much more intimate, holding the young man's hand and asking.

Aheng looks around, but he doesn't see Siwan and er'er. She went upstairs, to Siguan door, the door was open, ah Heng hesitated for a moment, or opened the door.

Si Guan is sitting in front of the desk, reading a thick book. He turned to see ah Heng, his expression was somewhat stagnant, and then he said uneasily, "are you back? Is the journey going well

Ah Heng nodded, a little embarrassed. She went to the young man, gently bowed her head, glanced at the young man's book, and asked him with a smile, "what are you looking at?"

Think smile tiny pursed lip, the tone is consistent gentle and polite: "nothing, look at play."

They were frozen there and didn't know what to say to ease the embarrassment.

"I have it, sugar cake." Aheng San San takes out a paper bag from his pocket. Before she left, she bought something for Siguan. She thought that Siguan would like something Yanxi liked.

The boy was surprised and stared at the ball.

Ah Heng looks at his palm, but his face is not natural. The white sugar cake was covered in the pocket for a day, and it was squeezed into a shape. All the oil was soaked out. It was extremely ugly.

"Should, can eat..." Aheng's voice became smaller and smaller, and he became dejected.

Think smile frown, complexion is not good, but still patience: "quick lunch, these snacks you put away first."

Ah Heng retracted his hand. His hand was full of oil and sticky. It was extremely uncomfortable. The sugar cake was so hot that she had an impulse to throw it away and wash her hands. She pretended that nothing had happened.

"Wenheng, you are not kind." Chuckling voice sounded in the room, "thanks to me yesterday night did not sleep with you for your birthday, but you hide sugar cake for others."

It's Yan Xi. The boy leaned against the doorpost and sneered.

Aheng's face became more and more embarrassed.

Ha ha Found out.

"Bring it here." Yan Xi ticked his index finger lazily.

"No Yes Aheng was holding the sugar cake and was sweating.

A pair of thin and white hands with symmetrical flesh and bones stretched out and snatched them lightly. The hands, nimbly open the paper package, a shrunken wrinkled cake like object exposed, shy and timid.

Ah Heng was more and more ashamed.

Yan Xi lightly tears off a piece, goes to think Guan in front of, overbearing ground opens a mouth: "open mouth."

Thinking smile surprised, but still obediently opened his mouth, was often bullied by Yan Xi, he has no resistance potential.

"Shut up and chew."

Thinking of a smile strong, calm, stiff cheek to chew up.

Yan Xi put the oil in his hand on Siguan's coat and casually ordered: "one, two, three, swallow. What about? Can poison you, ya Yan Xi sneers, hands into the pocket, looking at the youth, big eyes cold like water.

Think of smile stem neck do not speak.

"Dead child, I don't know what to do." Yan Xi relaxed his look, sighed, hooked his shoulder and regretted childishly, "sugar cake, what a delicious thing!"Ah Heng felt guilty. He raised his hand and sucked his nose. He said, "Yan Xi, I also hid a piece of it. I kept it for myself. Do you want it?"

Thinking smile can't help but a chuckle, looking at her, seems to blend the first beam of winter sunshine, melting the ice before.

Ah Heng also laughs.

Yan Xi rolled his eyes.

Bang, Wen's, all dead children.

Aheng has not seen er'er all the time. He learns from sister-in-law Zhang that after her recovery, she is persuaded by her grandfather Yan and returns to the place where she used to live.

Why is grandfather Yan Ah Heng couldn't figure it out.

Just, no wonder think smile before see her, is that attitude.

In 1999, it was the first new year that aheng and Wen's family spent together.

On New Year's Eve, the adults were busy rubbing mahjong, cooking and watching TV, so they were asked to paste.

Yan Xi is too lazy to move, and she is not high enough, so the work falls on Siguan.

"Low, low." Yan Xi opened his mouth, thought Guan, and extended his arm a little.

"High, high." Yan Xi squinted and thought of closing his forearm.

"It's off, a little bit to the left." Think Guan tilts to the left.

"Ah! Why are you so stupid, you are too left! " His words are slanting and full of anger.

Aheng looked at it for a long time, held it for a long time, and finally said a word: "Yan Xi, you are standing sideways. At the beginning, I thought it was right. "

Stand askew, look askance.

Thinking with a sad look at Yan Xi.

"Oh, well, you can stick it up. I don't like to find fault with people." Yan Xi was calm, got up from the door frame, patted the ash on his back, and floated into the room, noble and invincible.

Thinking of smiling and pouting: "ah Xi always does this..." This youth, plainly is the words of complaint, but with helplessness and connivance.

You are not used to it, ah Heng thought.

But at that time, the child did not even think of it. After that, she would flatter her words and hope to be in the bone marrow. Compared with the flow of thinking and smiling, it was more than a hundred times better.

However, at the moment, Yan Xi is not there, and the couplet is quickly posted.

Thinking of rubbing a hand of gold powder, he went back to the bathroom to wash his hands, leaving ah Heng to clean up paste and other things.

She lowered her head, but heard the sound of footsteps. When she raised her head, she felt warm in her heart somehow.

It was a man in a straight navy uniform, dusty and his temples were a few silk dyed white. He looked into her eyes with love and tenderness.

"You are Ah Heng The man's Bronze complexion seems to have experienced a long sea breeze and hot sun, but his eyes are deep and upright.

Ah Heng nodded, almost certain in his heart, excited.

"I'm Wen An Guo." The man smiles, with fine lines in the corners of his eyes, with the pure warmth of thinking smile, and the charm she often looks into the mirror.

Ah Heng laughs and laughs with the man.

He was not surprised at her existence, even kneaded her hair with big hands and asked her, "why don't you call dad?"

Ah Heng stopped, tears almost came out. She looked at the man, but in a low voice she felt a heavy sense of belonging: "Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad..."

She kept shouting and looking at him, her tears were squandered, but her eyes did not flinch.

The cry almost filled the gap between the sky and the earth.

For the first time, for no reason, she believed that there was a belief in the world called consanguinity, which could defeat all reasonable logic.

Her father was the first to really accept her family. The rest of the Wen family, with only a slit left for her, wore appropriate masks and watched her from afar. The man, however, opened his heart to her without reservation.

"It's lunch. Ah Heng, come in!" Mrs. Zhang called from afar in the kitchen.

"It happened that I came back in time and was not pasted outside by the door pair." The man laughed and gently looked at the couplet that had just been pasted. Then, he held out his hand, which was warm and rough with thick cocoons. He firmly held her hand and was warm enough to soak his heart. "Go home with dad and have a reunion dinner."

Aheng gently shook his father's hand, like a newborn baby for the first time bright line of sight, caught the first ray of light in this strange world.

Her father, naturally holding her hand, once again walked into the door, so that she had enough courage, not to look up at the posture, facing her grandfather, mother and Siwan.

For her, only such treatment is fair and respected.

Father's return is expected. He has only one long holiday every year, which is the time for the Chinese New Year.

Before dinner, when shooting, think of the twister, Yan Xi ran far away.

Crack, crack, crack.

Aheng was close, staring at the bright red and festive color in a daze. Before he could react, the gun had already fired.

She was startled. She turned around in the same place. There was no place to hide. The two teenagers had already run away. She stamped her feet and ran into the room, only to find that Siwan and Yanxi were hiding behind the door and laughing. She blushed and laughed."This girl is so stupid." Think Guan arch arch hand, naughty look.

You're stupid! The same parents born, why say I'm stupid!

Aheng is not willing to turn his eyes, looking at Siwan, with a little fox like cunning.

After dinner, aheng looked at Yan Xi and ate his stomach round and round. However, he knelt down in front of Yan's grandfather: "old man, new year's money!"

"Can you spare it? That's it Yan Lao laughs and scolds, but the action on the hand is not slow. He pulls out three red envelopes, one for each child.

Aheng was holding the red envelope, and his face was as excited as the red envelope. Since she was ten years old, she didn't take a red envelope during the Chinese New Year.

"Grandfather Wen, congratulations on becoming rich!" With a smile, Yan Xi knelt down in front of Wen.

"Good!" Old Wen has been in a good mood since his son came back. He smiles and gives a red envelope to the boy. Aheng and Siguan naturally have a share.

Yan Xi turns to Wen's mother, who loves Yan Xi all the time. The red envelope is generous and heroic.

"Uncle Wen, after a year's absence, you've become handsome again!" Yan Xi turned to Wenfu and spread honey on his mouth.

"Little thing, it's not so easy to make my money without kowtowing to me." Wen Fu joked.

Bang! Yan Xi kowtow really, smile naive, lip smile seems to fly to the sky, the adults were amused.

Unfortunately, Yan Xile was extremely sad. He knelt for too long. When he stood up, he was in front of him. His center of gravity was unstable. He crawled on the ground, pointing to the position where aheng was standing.

Ah Heng held the warm red envelope tightly: "don't worship me, I don't have money..."

Roaring with laughter.

Yan Xi's face was black, and he did not pretend to be cute to adults just now: "young master, I don't have money. I'll buy you spare ribs noodles and birthday cake as usual! How can you be so heartless

Ah Heng was aggrieved: "you also ate my sugar cake..."

"You let me eat. If you don't let me eat, I'm not rare to eat it!"

"Clearly It's you What I want to eat... "

"Which eye do you see that I want to eat?"

"I Two eyes 2.0……”

Think to smile in one side, smile straight beat sofa.

"Yanxi, you can't let your sister The old man roared at the boy in his voice, but his mouth was almost crooked with laughter.

Yan Xi's big eyes were black and bright, staring at ah Heng for a long time.

Four eyes are opposite.

Finally, unable to hold on, he chuckled and his black hair trembled with the smile in his throat.

Aheng also ha ha laughs, eyebrows and eyes flow, landscape freehand brushwork.

In this year, who quarreled with whom, talked about the day, laughed at the wind, will stay until tomorrow

This night, who will remember who in the heart, keep the new year, after the new year, will be put into next year

Little girl, little boy, you, forget too much, this one stranger and another stranger, and by whose brush strokes, remember the fleeting time

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