The Spring Festival of 2018 came in the strong smell of disinfectant water. Dad insisted on letting my aunt leave after the Spring Festival, but my aunt was also a busy person, and after accompanying my father for a week, she flew back to Germany.

My brothers and sisters didn't come back for the New Year, and she was left alone with her parents, and it was another deserted Spring Festival. After his father was discharged from the hospital, he often sneaked into the store alone late at night, causing his family to worry for a while. Jolene braved the cold wind to find him twice, and then she felt that she should give her father some space.

He was able to walk on his legs, but he still couldn't stand for long, and doctors forced him to rest for a while, along with his high blood pressure. Old Joe really can't work anymore, he is very sad, and he doesn't want to show it in front of his family. The small shop he had been running for nearly twenty years had become his tree hole.

On the way home for the last time, Jolene grabbed her father's arm and stayed close to him. Qiao Jianjun looked at the dark night sky and said with emotion: "The news says that the climate is warming, is it true? ”

"Well, it's fine if it doesn't snow! You and Grandma don't have good legs and feet, and if it snows, it's even more inconvenient for you to go out. ”

Old Qiao looked up to the sky and laughed twice, as if laughing at himself--it turned out that I was already on the same level as my mother-in-law! However, he was quickly relieved again, recalling those small episodes of the past: "Do you still remember the Spring Festival ten years ago?"

"Of course I remember! We went to the army together to find my brother that year! I brought a lot of things, and my arm was about to be tired! There was also a huge snowstorm in the south that year, more snow than in Hong Kong City, and people froze to death!" As she spoke, Qiao Lin was also a little in a trance: "That journey is really unforgettable, it turns out that ten years have passed!"

"Yes, it's been ten years!" Qiao Jianjun patted his daughter's shoulder: "The college entrance examination candidates of that year have all studied for doctorates." ”

For Dad, the Spring Festival 10 years ago should be the most memorable for him! Jolene still remembers that Dad likes to squint his eyes and look at the neat queues seriously, he likes the hot training ground, and he also likes the slogans with high morale.

Qiao Lin knew that among her father's regular customers, there was also a very old cadre, and her father kept calling him "old battalion commander". If Dad had drunk, he would have joked: "If my eldest brother and sister-in-law are good, I have been working in the army, is it possible that I am also the 'old battalion commander' now?"

But after he finished speaking, he would be anxious to deny it: "Forget it, I don't have the ability to be a cadre, just get over it." ”

Recalling this little episode, Jolene briefly let go of her father's arm. She looked at her father's somewhat stumbling figure, and remembered the father figure in the literature that her aunt studied. In his youth, he was not a small citizen who was content with the ordinary. But his regrets can no longer be remedied, so he did his best to let the children grow up without regrets.

Jolene helped the two families prepare New Year's goods, thinking about how to get her father out of the sense of loss of "retirement". On the day of her childhood, she was cleaning in her small home and preparing to welcome her husband out of the hospital, when her former employer suddenly called her and asked if she had time to take on the translation of a large international conference.

Qiao Lin was a little confused and asked, "Why are you looking for me? Besides, I'm not in Beijing, there are a lot of translators in Beijing!"

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The former boss on the other end of the phone was also confused, shouldn't the normal routine be to quickly say, "Okay, okay, I'm sure I'll complete the task"?

Fortunately, she understood Qiao Lin's temper and said patiently: "We did find Professor Han from your school first, but she has other tasks and can't get out. She recommended one of her disciples to us, but as soon as she hung up, she called back and told me that she might as well contact Jolene! ”

Compared with this opportunity, Qiao Lin cherishes Professor Han's evaluation of her more. Professor Han, who looked down on her at the beginning, still valued her very much, which moved her very much. Jolene thanked her former boss and said to wait a few minutes before giving her an answer.

Qiao Lin must be most relieved by her husband who has just undergone major surgery, but Sun Ruiyang didn't think about it, and asked her to buy a plane ticket to Beijing immediately: "Isn't your dream to be a simultaneous interpreter? ”

"But what do you do......"

"I've been in the hospital for over a month now, and if it weren't for my mom's worries, I would have been discharged a long time ago. With so many people at home taking care of me, what else can you rest assured about? Didn't I say it many times? If you achieve something, I will be happy for you from the bottom of my heart, and that will be more conducive to my recovery. ”

It's rare for him to say so much in one breath, and he must have exhausted his strength again. He was afraid that Qiao Lin would miss this opportunity, so he joked again: "A few hours of conference translation is equivalent to a white-collar worker's income for a month, so a fool won't go! Your husband is sick all the year round, and the family depends on you to support him, can you not earn this money?"

Jolene laughed, he still had the best way to convince himself. She no longer hesitated, called her former boss, and firmly accepted the "list".

It was an international conference of economic and trade classes, and Jolene glanced at the attendance list and gasped several times. But she was already on the move, and there was no turning back, so she just spent the night looking through the information. Dad is going to sign a contract with the children's family, and he will rent the store to them after the Spring Festival. It was a big deal in the family, but Jolene couldn't care about it.

The meeting time was on the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, and Qiao Lin studied sleeplessly for a few days, and then went north to the capital and set foot on the battlefield. Before the meeting began, Sun Ruiyang called her and told her not to be nervous and to tell her good news by the way.

"I told my dad that I wanted to be his colleague in a few months. ”

Qiao Lin really came to her senses: "Huh, what's the matter? You are going to be a teacher at Haida?"

"Well, I've researched their job postings, and I'm going to apply for a research position in medical school. Sun Ruiyang said with a smile: "Except for the unqualified item of 'physical health', the other conditions are simply a piece of cake for me." ”

"That is, it's really condescending to let you go to Haida. However, if you don't pass the physical examination, you won't be able to go!"

"That's why I asked my dad, who was so big that I wanted to go through the back door through him for the first time. My dad said that this is also the first time he has 'entrusted a relationship' for his children. ”

For students with strong self-esteem, the three words 'going through the back door' are more difficult than ascending to the sky, right? Sun Ruiyang first comforted her: "I don't think this is a very hurtful thing to self-esteem, because I asked my father to bring a message to the leaders of the hospital, give me three years, and I will definitely make people in the industry look at Haida Medical College differently!"

His tone had a heroic sense of "the iron armor is still there", and hearing him say this, Jolene's blood really boiled, and she was more confident in the upcoming challenge. Sun Ruiyang still knows her best, and can give her strength in the most appropriate way no matter when.

After Jolene finished that simultaneous interpretation, in addition to receiving a considerable remuneration, she also received a large number of business cards. She was still thinking about her relatives in Hong Kong City, and she didn't stay too long, so she flew back to Hong Kong City.

On the evening of the 27th day of the lunar month, she took a taxi to shuttle through the deep night of the port city. She looked at the scenery outside the window, and when she walked near Jixiang Road, she suddenly found that the lights of the wonton restaurant were still on.

It's past nine o'clock in the evening, and there are no guests for a long time, so how can the lights still be on?

Jolene hurriedly asked the driver to stop, she crossed the street, ran to the front of the wonton restaurant, and saw her father's lonely figure at a glance.

Thin snowflakes drifted in the sky, and she remembered that on the eve of the Spring Festival in 2008, her parents thought that she was going to stay in Germany and was sad, but she hid from her family and returned to Hong Kong City from Germany, giving her parents a big surprise.

Jolene recalled the scene, cleared her throat, pulled open the sliding door, and asked aloud, "Boss, do you still have ravioli?"

Old Joe, who was doing nothing in the back kitchen, suddenly straightened his waist. He also remembered the scene ten years ago, his eyes suddenly became wet, and he cooperated with the guests outside the curtain and said loudly: "There are pork and cabbage, as well as shiitake mushrooms and shrimp, what do you want to eat?"

"Let's have a bowl of shiitake mushrooms and shrimp, and put a little spicy in the soup!"

“...... Okay!"

Qiao Jianjun agreed, but his hands trembled so much that he hit several times before lighting the fire. After the water boiled, he remembered that it had closed yesterday and there were no fresh ravioli in the kitchen.

He just came out of the play, and walked out apologetically, and before he could speak, the "little guest" outside hugged him: "Dad, it's okay, just make it for me to eat in the future." ”

This "little guest" is much older than ten years ago, and Old Joe hugged her tightly and choked up: "Can your father still make wontons in the future?"

"Yes! Yes, there are so many delicious foods in Beijing, but I am thinking about your wontons!" Qiao Lin buried her head in her father's shoulder and said, "You owe me this bowl, and when you are well, you must return it to me!"