The small clinic is full of greenery, the warm yellow sofa is soft, and the thick blanket on the ground is also comfortable to step on, and Yuri is a little top-heavy.

At the guidance desk, a man in his fifties wearing reading glasses was looking through the information, and the air was quiet except for the sound of two people pulling and reading papers.

But there is no solemnity in this quiet air, only a sense of relaxation, a kind of spiritual habitat outside the bustling world.

Peaceful, peaceful

Pulling and pulling finally arrived at the guidance table, Xiuying let go of Yuri's hand, and Yuri also smoothed the wrinkles on her body and took a breath.

"Pikachu, reservation successful" Xiuying opens the reservation page on the mobile display page

The paper turned over a page, and the man at the guide desk wrote something on the paper, and when Yuri began to doubt the quality of service at this clinic, the man held up the brochure in his hand and signaled that he could enter the consultation room.

Yuri was ashamed of his impetuousness, it turned out that he was deaf and mute, his face was red and he bent down again and again to apologize, and the other party was just an ordinary appearance. As if he hadn't seen his bad face just now, it only made Yuri even more ashamed.

"Then, then I'll go in first?" asked Xiuying uncomfortably

"Well, you go in, I'll be waiting for you in the craft room next to it."

"Craft room?"

"Right there" Following the direction of Xiuying's finger, Yuri glanced at it and remembered the direction.

Gently pushing open the door of the consultation room, Yuri adjusted a lot with the impetuous mood just now.

The room is more comfortable than the hall, the light music is constantly around, the quaint big table is not a little related to medical treatment, more messy than the girl's dresser, and a large rocking chair occupies half of the floor space.

"Coming?"

While Yuri was still looking, an old lady with gray hair appeared in Yuri's field of vision, her gray hair curling slightly, as fluffy as a cloud in the sky.

There was no serious white coat on his body, just a simple plain thick needle sweater, and even home wool slippers underneath. With a scissor-like tool in his hand, he seems to be still concentrating on the work at hand.

"Well, here we are"

Yuri adjusted the bag on her shoulder up a little stiffly, and waited for the diagnosis and treatment a little stiffly.

"Come and help me weave this bamboo basket, you can make it by hand, right?"

"Ahh

The elder's order cannot be violated, and Yuri hurriedly put down the bag on her shoulder and the mobile phone she held in her hand to help.

The bottom of the bamboo basket has just been made, and the circle in the middle needs a little patience and careful weaving before it can be used.

The bamboo skin is not soft, and the sides are sharp, Yuri does not dare to be distracted for a moment in order not to get hurt, so she carefully surrounds a bamboo skin back and forth, and the scattered hair is tied up because of the obstacle, and after a quarter of an hour, she completely forgets what she came for, and only remembers to work.

It was also the first time she did weaving a bamboo basket, and it took a lot of time to explore to get the essentials.

"It's so skillful, it's much stronger than the girl outside"

"You're talking about ......"

"Pikachu"

"Oh" turned out to be another name, and Yuri made a note of it in her heart.

"She has been here for two months and has wasted a lot of my bamboo, and she has wasted all the bamboo forests in the backyard," the old lady said with love on her face.

"She's just that stupid, right"

"Huh?"

"I'm here to cure" can't be said.

"What are you here to ask?"

"I just always have to look at my phone, I'm always afraid of ......"

"Did you watch it in the afternoon?"

"Ah, I didn't, you didn't make me ......"

The old lady nodded with a very meaningful look, and didn't say much, only said that she would come again next week, and the bamboo basket needed to be colored, and this time it happened that there was a shortage of colors, and she could only wait for a few days.

When Yuri came out of the house, Xiuying was already out of the craft room, and after turning around twice, she saw a big and a small person squatting in the corner of the coffee table, staring at the roasted sweet potatoes turning in the microwave.

The sweet potatoes in the microwave oven are turning in circles, and the eyes of the two are also turning in circles, and the orange and yellow lights are warm on their faces, maybe this is the power of simple happiness and tranquility.

Blues music was playing in the vehicle on the return trip, and the two of them each had a roasted sweet potato, and the corners of their mouths were hooked with satisfaction.

"Yahu~"

"You're finally alive"

"Not really, I'm just trying to make my life better"

"Then my money was not spent in vain"

"Got it, got it, don't remind me that you're old and loyal, let's go, my sister will invite you to dinner"

"I'm waiting for you"

***

Because of his commitment to his father, Chu Ci's original work plan has been continuously upgraded, and many things have been rescheduled, deleting the originally dispensable, and he has been busy compressing his schedule recently.

"This is your Uncle Wang, who is now in charge of the land issue of the neighboring province"

"Hello, thank you for taking care of me in the future"

"Young and promising, young and promising, we old guys can't keep up with this era, and it will depend on you in the future"

Chu Ci had a smile on his face, bowed his head and agreed, his thoughts didn't know where to go, what he hated most was this kind of unnutritious conversation, but it seemed to be about to become a daily routine.

"Lao Wang, you started saying this when you were only 50, and I will be 60 in a few years"

"What are you talking about, Brother Chu, we are different, you have a man to pick up, and I ...... it" spread his hands, he only has a daughter, and there is nothing to pass on.

"Now women don't let their eyebrows go, they can't say that they are better than my son"

Father Chu looked at Chu Ci for a long time and didn't speak, and then politely took Chu Ci to another elder who needed to know, "There is progress, even if you are impatient, you can't help it."

"You can see it, and Uncle Wang can also see it, I still haven't improved"

"You kid knows, when I just came out with your grandfather, I didn't stand still without you, I remember that time when I was talking to an elder, I shook my legs twice, and I was kicked three or four times when I went back" While speaking, the two of them arrived in front of the next elder, and Chu Ci adjusted his expression "Hello uncle, I am Chu Ci"

Because Father Chu said some interesting things about himself from time to time, the relationship between the two was slowly repaired, but men are not as good at expressing themselves as women, and they are still cold on the surface.

Chu Ci will help his father make a cup of tea and put it on the table from time to time, put it down without saying a word and turn around and walk like a stubborn cow, Chu's father will also remind Chu Ci to eat a bowl of noodles first and go to a meeting with himself, all of which Chu's mother sees in her eyes.

A period of concentrated communication activities, Chu Ci can be regarded as a familiar face in the circle, because of his identity as an architect, it is not difficult to deal with anything, but he still has to slowly explore the interests of interpersonal relationships, but fortunately, Chu's father keeps mentioning him.

It was another afternoon, just helping his father deal with a document, Chu Ci stood by the window with a coffee and looked at the green space below, and suddenly remembered the last time Yuri beckoned under the window, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.