After Yang Yi and Yao Feng separated, the interviews for the two jobs had ended, Yang Yi took out his mobile phone and looked at it, the time had come to one o'clock in the afternoon, and he casually found a bun shop and bought four white steamed buns.

Yang Yi looked at the steamed bun in his hand, gently put it in his mouth and took a bite, the steamed bun is tasteless, like water, but there is no agility of water, the steamed bun is colorless, like air, only there is no fresh air.

Yang Yi swallowed mechanically with his mouth open, the steamed buns were a little dry, and it was difficult to swallow, and suddenly his heart swelled with a sad feeling, and the slightest tears swirled in the depths of his eyes, slightly white, I don't know if it was the pain of loneliness or the mixed tastes of life.

Yang Yi shook his head hard, took a big bite of the steamed bun and put it in his mouth, trying to integrate his emotions into the busy street, so that the sad taste in his heart faded a little.

Yang Yi, who had nothing to do, decided to go to the Bund in Shanghai again, after all, the first time he saw the Bund was at night, and he had never seen the Bund during the day.

Perhaps the Bund during the day will be different from the Bund at night, just like day and night, where daytime will reduce a person's loneliness, while darkness will exacerbate that loneliness.

Shanghai Bund, located on the banks of the Huangpu River in Huangpu District, Shanghai, is a historical and cultural district in China. Since 1844 (the twenty-fourth year of the Qing Dynasty), the Bund area was divided into the British Concession, which became a true portrayal of Shanghai's Shili Yangchang, and also the starting point of the old Shanghai Concession and the beginning of the entire modern city of Shanghai.

The Bund is 1.5 kilometers long, starting from Yan'an East Road in the south, reaching the Waibaidu Bridge on the Suzhou Creek in the north, the Huangpu River in the east, and the concentration of old Shanghai financial and foreign trade institutions in the west. After Shanghai became a commercial port, foreign banks, chambers of commerce, general associations, and newspapers began to gather here, and the Bund became the financial center of the country and even the Far East.

In August of the 32nd year of the Republic of China (1943), the Bund was returned to Shanghai, and the public concession was under the puppet Nationalist Government of Wang, ending the hundred-year-long concession period, and in the 34th year of the Republic of China (1945), it had the official road name Zhongshan East 1st Road.

The Huangpu River is still crowded with people, and tourists from all over the country rush to flock in, the river water sparkles in the sun, and the water surface rises and falls under the gentle breeze of the river, like folds full of texture, gently rippling.

Occasionally, a slightly larger river wind blows the waves higher, only that the wind will eventually leave, blowing higher and seemingly falling even harder.

The surrounding high-rise buildings of the Bund are lined up one after another, without the brilliance of the night, without the haze of the night, revealing the towering body, majestic and majestic, and scattered.

"Wow, the Bund is beautiful. ”

"It deserves to be a must-see attraction in the country. ”

"The Bund, I'm here. ”

"The Bund, this scenic spot along the Huangpu River, is really full of attraction. ”

The exclamations of the surrounding tourists filled Yang Yi's eardrums, and Yang Yi gently put his hand on the fence, which was a little hot, and there was no cold at night.

Yang Yi quietly looked at the undulating river, and his thoughts flowed with the flowing river to the best memories of his childhood.

Under the big willow tree by the river, a group of sleeping children lie horizontally, flocculating with the willow leaves, dancing with the branches, and the breeze constitutes a quiet and beautiful picture.

"Yang Yi. ”

"Zhang Jing. ”

"Come back for dinner. ”

Grandma's screams shattered the silence and woke up a group of children from their dreams.

Zhang Jing heard his grandmother's shout, and immediately broke free from Xiao Yang Yi, looked at his grandmother's slightly rickety body in the distance, gently pushed Xiao Yang Yi, who was still sleeping next to him, and called softly.

"Brother Yang Yi, grandma told us to go back to dinner. ”

Xiao Yang, who was asleep, didn't know what he dreamed of, crystal saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, and a silly smile appeared on his face, but he still hadn't woken up.

Zhang Jing looked at his Yang Yige like this, and he could only push Xiao Yang Yi's body with more force, shaking constantly, and his mouth kept calling.

Suddenly, Xiao Yang suddenly woke up from his dream, and shouted loudly: "What's the matter? Is it that Little Japan is calling again?"

Xiao Yang's appearance when he woke up made the other children laugh, and Zhang Jing also giggled, and said, "Little Japan didn't call, it was my grandmother who asked us to go back to dinner." ”

Xiao Yang also came back to his senses completely this time, scratched his head a little embarrassed, immediately stood up, took Zhang Jing's hand and ran to his grandmother's house, waving goodbye to the other children.

The two brothers looked at their grandmother not far away, and shouted loudly, "Grandma and grandma, we are here." He waved his hand hard.

Grandma watched her two beloved nephews running towards her, and the wrinkles on her face spread out like folds, revealing a doting smile.

At the dinner table, my grandmother looked at the two brothers who didn't move their chopsticks much, and wondered if the food she made today was not in line with the taste of the two nephews.

didn't know that the two brothers had already eaten a lot of snacks, especially Xiao Yang also ate Zhang Jing's snacks, his stomach was already full, and he didn't have much appetite.

Grandpa looked at Zhang Jing and Xiao Yang who also had no food, and quipped: "I can't eat, do you want to drink some wine with my grandfather?"

"You dead old man, no big or small. Grandpa's words caused my grandmother to be extremely dissatisfied, and she was shocked at my grandfather.

When Xiao Yang and Zhang Jing heard their grandfather's words, they also rolled their eyes and ate with their heads bored.

Grandpa looked at the cute appearance of the two nephews, stroked the snow-white beard, and laughed, but the grandfather's hand only had three fingers, two less than normal people.

This secret was not until Xiao Yang also grew up and went to junior high school, and accidentally saw his grandfather holding a white photo in a daze, and he learned about his grandfather's eventful years.

After eating, the two brothers threw their chopsticks and said to their grandparents, "Let's go out to play." Then he ran away in a hurry.

Xiao Yang Yi and Zhang Jing sneaked to bypass Zhang Jing's parents, climbed to the second floor, turned on the black and white TV, and took out the game card.

Not long after, a game called Contra appeared on the black-and-white TV, two figures jumped up and down on the game screen, moving left and right, each holding a gun to the left and right, all the way through the level.

In the real world, there are also two figures, nervously holding a gamepad to control the characters in the game screen.

"Brother, I'm dying. ”

"How many lives do you have?"

"Brother, I only have one life left. ”

"Then don't die, I'll go ahead, and you follow me. ”

Xiao Yang Yi and Zhang Jing stared at the game screen, and their mouths exchanged conversations from time to time.

As the building exploded in the game screen, a helicopter flew in, and the black-and-white TV screen showed "GAMD OVER", and the brothers cheered, and kept muttering, "Finally passed." ”

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps on the stairs on the second floor, and the two immediately turned from excitement to panic, Xiao Yang Yi and Zhang Jing hurriedly put away the game console, and then turned off the black and white TV.

Then the two hugged each other tightly, pretending to sleep with each other, but the slight flutter of eyelashes still could not hide the nervous look on their faces.

It seems that the two brothers have become accustomed to sleeping tightly together, and they don't feel embarrassed at all, I don't know if it's because they're too young, or because of the deep brotherhood, I think it's more of the latter.

After a while, the aunt appeared in the room where the two were, glanced at the two who pretended to be asleep, and then turned to leave.

Through the false eyes of fake sleep, the two looked at the back of Zhang Jing's mother leaving, breathed a sigh of relief, patted their little breasts in horror and said, "I'm scared to death." ”

In fact, the aunt does not prevent the two of them from playing games, but the child's self-control is relatively poor, and he needs to be supervised at all times, and even sometimes in exchange for the child's complaints and anger, but the parents will still do it even if they are "hated" by the child for a short time, to supervise.

Love is sometimes a temporary misunderstanding, and it may take time to understand, but I just hope that day does not come too late, otherwise I may regret it for life.

On the other side, when Xiao Yang Yi and Zhang Jing threw down the bowl and ran out, looking at the figures of the two children running, my grandfather sighed: "It's good to be alive." ”

When my grandmother heard my grandfather's words, the old man, who was already in his sixtieth year, looked at my grandfather's sighing appearance gently, silently sandwiched my grandfather's favorite dish, and said softly: "Why don't I drink some wine with you?"

"Okay, why are you willing to drink with me today?" replied my grandfather in surprise.

Grandma didn't go back to Grandpa's problem.

Grandma took the flask and poured herself a glass, picked up the glass and said, "Come, I toast you, toast our decades, and toast our two lovely nephews." ”

My grandfather picked up the wine glass and clinked glasses with my grandmother gently, and then drank it very heroically, like the passionate young man back then.

Ahem......

A violent cough came out of my grandfather's mouth, and my grandmother immediately put down her wine glass and stood behind my grandfather, patted it gently, and kept counting in her mouth: "You still think that you went to my house for the first time decades ago and had such a lot of alcohol, and you are still drinking and handsome like a young man when you are old." ”

If Xiao Yang and Zhang Jing were here at this moment, they would definitely be surprised by the gentleness of their grandmother, perhaps because they were too young to understand, but they would be deeply engraved in their memories.

Sometimes when you meet a beautiful scene, it may be difficult to understand for a while, it is because the time of encounter is wrong, sometimes you meet a moving him, maybe it is a short deviation from the trajectory of life, but it will eventually dissipate, maybe all you can do is to leave that picture clearly.

If they meet each other in the most beautiful years, a simple smile, a casual glance, an unintentional joke, a smile, every move will be deeply engraved in each other's hearts.

Love each other deeply, hand in hand to old age, live together before death, and wish to be buried in the mound after death, to have such a deep love, there are no regrets in life.

Maybe this is the love story of my grandfather and grandmother.