It's an old family area, it's hidden here, it shouldn't belong here, it's too old compared to this new city, it's too young compared to Beijing's deep history.

It's like returning to that little place where you live, and the familiarity is suffocating.

"This building ......" Xiao Yuan couldn't help but speak.

"Quite old, 80's house. Be careful with your step, there are too many clutter in the corridor!" Nie Sangsang admonished softly.

Old bicycles placed at the bend of the stairs, stacked old cardboard boxes, chalk marks drawn by children on the walls of the corridors, and small advertisements strewn about.

All these little gardens are so familiar and missed.

Nie Sangsang picked up the key and opened the door: "Come in, this house will be demolished sooner or later." ”

The small two-bedroom living room, to be precise, has no hall, which was supposed to be the partition of the kitchen, has been opened.

The interior is bright and tidy, with a simple wooden sofa, a TV on top of a small high and low cabinet, and a beautiful bottle of lilies on an old-fashioned glass coffee table.

How can Xiaoyuan not be familiar with the pattern of this kind of house, Sister Yang's house is such a pattern, her own family is also such a pattern, and now Sister Sangsang's house is also like this.

Xiang Xiaoyuan blurted out: "Is Sister Sangsang also a railway worker?"

Nie Sangsang was stunned for a moment and then smiled: "I'm not, but my father and mother are." The house is theirs. ”

Hearing Nie Sangsang say this, Xiao Yuan felt more cordial.

Xiang Xiaoyuan went to the bathroom to wash her face, and when she turned around, Nie Sangsang poured a glass of water for her. Xiao Yuan took a sip and asked, "Sister Sangsang, do you live alone?"

Nie Sangsang smiled faintly: "Yes, it's just me, my father is in Lanzhou." How do you live there?"

"I rent someone else's house and only come every weekend. ”

Xiao Yuan replied, flipped through a book on the coffee table, and called softly, "Ah, are you reading the original Janeeyre?"

Nie Sangsang disagreed: "Look at it!"

Xiang Xiaoyuan sighed, very envious in her heart, she couldn't read this kind of original English masterpiece at all: "My English is very poor, very poor......"

"I'll give it to you!" Nie Sangsang took the book and handed it to her with a smile.

Xiang Xiaoyuan hurriedly waved his hand: "No need, no need!"

Nie Sangsang shoehorned the book into her: "I'll give it to you, I'll take it, I bought this book when I was in high school, and I've read it many times." English is a language, you don't have to feel pressure, just learn it slowly, just to read your favorite books and understand the culture of a foreign country without feeling so difficult!"

Xiang Xiaoyuan was so excited that he didn't know what to say, and hugged the book tightly and said xiexie.

"I'm going back......" Xiaoyuan got up and said goodbye.

If you don't leave, you won't be able to make dinner for Mr. Cheng.

Nie Sangsang didn't keep it, but just said: "There is a chance to come and play again." ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan smiled and nodded, she thought about it and gave Nie Sangsang an address: "You can also play with me if you have time on the weekend!"

After saying that, he ran away happily.

****

Xiang Xiaoyuan sang a song and opened the door, Cheng Hao was sitting on the sofa with a frown.

"Why did you come back so late?"

Cheng Hao is almost getting used to it now, as long as Xiao Yuan comes home half an hour late, he will be restless, and today she finished it for an hour.

"I'm sorry!" Xiao Yuan hurriedly daoqian.

She didn't know that Cheng Hao had been waiting for herself here for a long time, just thinking that this guy must be so hungry that he lost his temper.

"What the hell are you doing?" Cheng Hao didn't relent.

Xiaoyuan had to explain: "I bought a Longman dictionary." ”

This explanation is quite well-founded.

"Did you buy it?" Cheng Hao's attitude softened.

Xiang Xiaoyuan shook his head: "No." ”

After speaking, he took off his schoolbag and walked into the kitchen to start getting busy