Lin Qianyi's room is simple and generous, with a bed, a bookshelf, a desk, on the desk there are four treasures of the study, two characters hanging on the wall, and then there is a wooden shelf next to it, and there is a basin that has been thrown out of the big hole on the wooden shelf.

During the Qingming Festival, he was drunk alone, holding a basin of water, standing in the hall from beginning to end to pouring himself a heart, and then slammed the basin on the ground, and finally sat on the ground and cried.

After watching him finish crying, Lin Wan'er put a towel on him who was drenched and held him in her arms. Lin Qianyi was in the arms of the eldest sister, like a helpless child, his voice whimpered, trembled, and cries squeezed out of his throat, like a drowning person, trying to desperately grab what he could catch, but there was water all around, and he couldn't catch anything.

Lin Wan'er let out a long sigh: "Third child, cry if you want to, don't hold it in your heart." Some things can be passed, and sometimes the eldest sister really doesn't know if your stubbornness is good or bad. Hey, it's no wonder that my father and mother don't know how to name and give you an 'apology', do you have to live with 'apologies' for the rest of your life? ”

Since then, the basin has left a huge pit, and the next day, Lin Qianyi, who was completely fragmented, frowned, stared at his basin and pondered for a long time, and finally didn't remember what happened, shook his head, only to find that his head was groggy and wanted to crack, so he used the basin to hit a bay of clear water, sobered up, went to the hall for breakfast with square steps, and then walked to Guozijian. He is very particular about breakfast, a steamed bun, a plate of small pickles, and a bowl of millet porridge. If the eldest sister insists, he will also eat an egg.

Lin Qianyi has a very good and bad habit that everything in the room must be placed in a proper manner. The angle and position of the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are unchanged, and he can find it if he changes it slightly, and then he frowns and puts it upright. Lin Wan'er attributed this phenomenon to "long-term self-obsessive compulsive disorder", which cannot be changed in a lifetime.

In the past, when he was in Lanzhou, Lin Wan'er, Baoyu and Yubao often used this matter to tease him, and after Lin Qianyi went to school, Lin Wan'er would sneak into his room. Turn the pen upside down, tilt the inkstone at an angle, and mess up the order in which the books are placed.

In the evening. When he came home from school and entered the room, Lin Wan'er, Baoyu and Yubao would secretly watch from a distance, and Lin Qianyi would turn the brush upside down. Straighten the inkstone. Then meticulously return the order of the books to the original, and finally light the kerosene lamp with a fire fold, take a small pair of scissors to trim the lamp twist to a half-inch length, no more, no less, sit on the chair and start reading.

Lin Wan'er, Baoyu, and Yubao couldn't help but raise their big mother's fingers outside the room, and exclaimed, "Bullish." ”

Once, Lin Wan'er didn't have time to do these things because Dabao was sick. Baoyu and Yubao had the courage to enter the third brother's room, and they were afraid. I felt that my back was cold when I entered the third brother's room, for fear that the third brother would find clues and reprimand them. The two children carefully turned the brush upside down, made the inkstone, and sneaked out of the room.

In the evening, Lin Qianyi went home and entered the house, put the things back, walked out of the door, looked at Baoyu and Yubao, and said, "Don't be naughty and steal into my room in the future." ”

The two children were silent, and they wanted to use the eldest sister as a shield, but when the words came to their mouths, they saw the expression of the third brother, and a word was put in their throats and not spoken. To this day, they don't know how the third brother knew the room they entered, not the eldest sister.

Lin Qianyi turned his head back to the house, and the eldest sister went into the house to make a mess of things, all of which turned the brush on the far left upside down, and the angle of the ink inkstone twisted was clockwise, but this was obviously not the case today, so he concluded that it was Baoyu and Yubao who were making trouble.

Walking into the room, Lin Qianyi took out the drawings from the cabinet, spread them on the desk, took out the ruler, and took out a booklet from his arms, which was full of the numbers he had measured in Shangjing during the day, and then took out an ink pen to eliminate the sharpness.

This ink pen was given to Lin Qianyi by the Mo family giant, and he also said to Lin Qianyi: "When I see you, I see that when I was young, I was the same young and frivolous, and the sewer system in the capital could not succeed, but miracles always come out of people's creation, young man, I am optimistic about you." ”

Similar to today's pencils, ink pens are made of carbon, and the architectural plans drawn on hard rice paper are clear and not easy to wear.

The desk is covered with thick drawings, in order to ensure accuracy, Lin Qianyi used large rice paper, the original Shangjing City according to the ratio of one to one hundred, the floor plan alone is no less than 300 sheets, the drainage system not only made, but also made two sets of plans, and now is doing some refinement, finishing work.

The good thing about Shangjing is that the planning has been completed, and it has been built into a complete system with the Jinluan Palace of the Imperial Palace as the core in accordance with the way of the round sky and the unity of heaven and man, so it is difficult for Lin Qianyi to start from the overall situation if it is still developing in Lanzhou City.

This is a vast project, Lin Qianyi completed it with the strength of one person, all showing his great perseverance and perseverance, but he never felt that this was something that people should be proud of.

Leaning over the desk, Lin Qianyi began to write drawings, meticulously, preoccupied, time passed minute by minute, and after it was completely dark, he stood up, rubbed his already sore shoulder, and walked into the hall.

The hall was very lively, the third prince Zhao Qian had not left, he was still talking there endlessly, he listened to it, and he could keep up with the train of thought at first, but then he was confused, and some did not understand.

Qingzhu Niang counted the cooked meals on the table, everyone sat down with a mouthful of words, and served their dishes and chopsticks, Lin Qianyi was one step slower than the eldest sister Lin Wan'er and picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and waited for the eldest sister to eat the first chopsticks before he began to eat with vegetables.

He attaches great importance to etiquette, and thinks that the first chopsticks should be the elders in the family to move first, and the younger generations follow, and he used to ask for a few brothers as well, but the eldest sister is casual, saying that there is no need to be so troublesome, just casual. So the brothers got up casually, but he was never casual, he always abided by the rules of etiquette, and never crossed the thunder pool by half a step.

During the meal, everyone talked and laughed. Only Lin Qianyi was silent, and when he saw that Baoyu, who was sitting next to him, couldn't reach the food in the distance, he would reach out and clip a chopstick for him. When someone asks him a question, he will nod or shake his head in response.

After eating, everyone drank tea and chatted, he only drank a glass of water, held the cup in one hand, dragged the bottom of the cup with the other, and raised his head slightly. The water flows gently out of the cup, into the mouth, and naturally flows downward. It moistened his throat and finally entered his stomach, where he was hot and damp. Hearing Zhao Qian's humorous words, the corners of his mouth would also curl slightly. The corners of the mouth are curvature definitely. Definitely not more than the established range.

After drinking a glass of water, he would stand up, bow to Lin Wan'er, and say, "Eldest sister, the third child will go back to the room first." ”

Lin Wan'er waved her hand and said with a happy smile: "Go quickly, but don't be too tired at night, it will exhaust you." Yan'er is going to be distressed, maybe she will have to settle accounts with me. Ha ha. One sentence amused everyone in the hall.

Lin Qianyi also smiled, his eyes glanced at Baoyu and Yubao, and the two children who were laughing immediately fell silent, and each lowered his head and picked a grape and stuffed it into his mouth, huh? It's strange, why are the grapes that were sweet just now so sour?

Back in the room again, Lin Qianyi was still repeating the tedious and complicated work, when he was tired, he would stop, stand in front of the window, and look up at the sky, where there was a bright moon, like a big jade plate, he suddenly remembered all kinds of things that happened with Yan'er on the street today, funny and funny, he wanted to laugh, grinning at the corners of his mouth, or the same arc and angle.

Fu lay on the table again to write, time slipped away unconsciously, the moonlight shifted the angle, and the sprinkled light shone in from the outside, sprinkled all over the ground, like a silky silk like water, it seemed to flow quietly, the breeze in the night blew on the face, like the touch of a lover, blowing on Lin Qianyi's body through the window.

The willow tops on the moon were already late at night, and Lin Qianyi was still lying on the table, his eyes were bloodshot, but he was still full of energy, and he had no intention of stopping.

"Dangdang!" Three knocks rang out in the silent night.

Lin Qianyi frowned lightly and said softly, "Please come in!" ”

But the door didn't move, as if there were no three knocks at all.

Lin Qianyi shook his head, it turned out that he had heard it wrong.

After a while, "Dang Dang Dang!" Three knocks rang out again, in the silence of the night.

Lin Qianyi looked up, and something strange happened.

"Clang", the door of the house was pushed open from the outside by an external force, and more moonlight shone in, followed by a whirlwind that blew up the dust on the ground, swirled, and then disappeared.

But there was no one outside the door at all, not a single figure.

Lin Qianyi walked to the door, frowned and looked out, and finally couldn't help but sigh: "Eldest sister, come out, the third child knows it's you." ”

Lin Wan'er walked out of the corner of the room with a smile, holding a food box in her hand: "Third child, how do you know it's me?" If Baoyu and Yubao had encountered this kind of thing, they would have screamed in fright. ”

Lin Qianyi shook his head and said honestly: "Only the eldest sister can do this kind of thing, and the third child can naturally think of the eldest sister." He was already careful about his rhetoric, and did not define the matter as a "boring thing".

Lin Wan'er walked into the third child's room and put the food box on the table: "It's really boring, it's not fun at all." ”

She walked to the desk and glanced at Lin Qianyi's drawings, she didn't want to look at them a second time, those straight and orderly lines were cumbersome and chaotic in her eyes, what she hated the most was the drawings and formulas of science and engineering students, it was annoying to think about it, and opened the food box: "The third brother, the eldest sister made porridge for you, you can eat some." ”

"Hmm." Lin Qianyi, who didn't have the habit of eating supper at night, couldn't bear to refuse the kindness of his eldest sister, so he took a bowl and took a sip, rice porridge in his mouth, it was a ......

"Wow! What sour! Lin Qianyi screamed, just after drinking a mouthful of rice porridge, he felt sour, why is this porridge so sour, as if it has been soaked in vinegar, even his teeth are sour.

Lin Wan'er took a sip and smiled, a little embarrassed: "This bowl is mine, and that bowl is yours." Then Mei Zizi took a big sip, wondering in his heart, is this porridge sour? How do I feel just right?

Lin Qianyi picked up another bowl, smelled it before drinking, and confirmed that there was no problem, so he took a sip, well, with red dates and wolfberries, it tasted good.

After the two drank the porridge, Lin Qianyi put the two bowls into the food box, seemed not very satisfied with the position, and moved it with his hand, until the angle and position of the two bowls were completely consistent, and then closed the lid.

Lin Wan'er sat on Lin Qianyi's chair with satisfaction, flipped left and right, moving back and forth, and Lin Qianyi meticulously restored the messed up of the eldest sister to its original state.

He had something in his heart, he had always wanted to talk to the eldest sister, but he didn't find the right time, tonight he didn't want to miss this opportunity, after thinking for a long time, he opened his mouth and said: "Eldest sister, the third child has something I want you to call the shots?" ”

"Calling the shots?" Lin Wan'er repeated it and said with a smile: "Using such a word, it doesn't seem to be a good thing. You say, say it, and I'll think about whether it's up to you. ”

"I want to marry Yan'er." Lin Qianyi said lightly, effortlessly, and he didn't feel embarrassed, just so naturally, he thought so in his heart, and said so, with a smile on his face.

On weekdays, Lin Qianyi speaks very little, and never says anything that violates the rules, even if he says some innocuous witticisms, he will hesitate for a long time, and he may end up holding his face red, and he can't hold back a word, but will fall into an embarrassing situation, or make Yan'er laugh from another angle.

Hearing this, Lin Wan'er, who loves to marry others, was not radiant, nor did she dance, but became a little strict, she looked at Lin Qianyi quietly, and asked: "Qianyi, the eldest sister asks you something, you have to tell the eldest sister honestly, do you really love Yan'er, or only use her as a substitute for Yan'er?" ”

Lin Qianyi looked up at the eldest sister's eyes, there was a trace of doubt and incomprehension in his eyes, he didn't know how to answer this question, Yan'er and Yan'er looked exactly the same, and their personalities were also very similar, they were a person in his heart, was there a difference, so he asked rhetorically: "Eldest sister, is this important?" ”

yes, is that important? He didn't understand, so he had to ask.

Lin Wan'er stood up, walked in front of Lin Qianyi, stretched out her hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Eldest sister also hopes that this is not important, but this is really important." Qianyi, you are not Hanlin, nor are you responsible, this kind of thing is very simple and unimportant to them, but there are some things that you can't let go, and if you can't let go, you will miss them, and if you miss them, you will not be able to distinguish them, and if you can't distinguish them, you will be confused. This matter is important not only for you, but also for Yan'er and Yan'er, what you need is to be clear, and what they need is fairness. (To be continued......)