The two fathers and sons sat together in the doorway, the huge bluestone paved steps were smooth and cold, especially the biting coldness in the cold wind. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin Lei still remembers that this bluestone staircase was when my father was young, when he was in the farm, he felt uncomfortable sitting on the threshold, went to the mountain by himself, moved back one by one, and polished his own paving.

At that time, Lin Lei couldn't imagine how tired it was, but now Lin Lei can know how much strength it takes, looking at the rough activation of his father's palm full of calluses, Lin Lei's heart was full of emotion, in the blink of an eye, the ignorant boy is now an adult and can get married.

Lin Lei took the cigarette pot that his father put down, and smoked it, the old-fashioned cigarette pot used his own tobacco, dried it, and then mashed it little by little, and put it in, the taste was very big, very choking, but many old people in the countryside smoked this, and felt that smoking this was strong and enjoyable, compared to those soft packaged cigarettes, this can also be regarded as a kind of inheritance, so I asked my father's cigarette stick, which is Lin Lei's grandfather's, grandpa died, and my father continued to smoke this cigarette stick, how many years, The soot in the smoke pot is firmly stuck to it, and to tell the truth, this is a kind of history, and every different kind of thick history is destined to disappear.

Lin Lei sometimes doesn't doubt that he will inherit this cigarette stick in the future, like his father, guarding his wife and children, so that he can smoke it like this, cool in summer, sweep fallen leaves in autumn, bask in the sun in winter, and start a new round in spring.

But now Lin Lei obviously won't embark on this road, Lin Lei has a higher ideal, that is, lying on the sofa, after all, this slate is quite ugly!

"Kid, what kind of smoke pot, go and go, go back to the house, and accompany others!" Obviously, my father didn't touch his cigarette stick when he touched it, and when he turned his head, he saw that Lin Lei, the kid, was holding it to his mouth and smoking it.

"Hey, hey! Dad's tobacco is good and tasteful! ”

", see I don't hit you." Lin Lei's father made an angry look, watched Lin Lei slip back into the house, and laughed out loud, "Stinky boy, you can't smoke if you want to have a child, don't you know?" After muttering, he laughed and shook his head, young people now! Then there was a mouthful of smoke, waiting for his wife to brag to others that she had enough to come back and cook!

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"Come on, come on, come on!" The old mother was wearing an apron and shouted at Lin Lei and Yun Su in the room with a smile, "Come and eat!" ”

"Huh! Okay, got my aunt. Yun Shu straightened his slightly messy hair and clothes, which were all messed up when he bullied Lin Lei just now, but in the eyes of Lin Lei's parents, isn't that the same thing! The two looked at each other and smiled, and a mysterious tacit understanding was outlined in the quality inspection of the old husband and wife.

"Where's the thunderbolt?" My mother wondered if I was sticking my head inside, trying to see what I wanted to see.

Yun Su hurriedly blushed and blocked it, really, Lin Lei couldn't help but fight, just a few times he stayed on the ground and couldn't move, if he was seen by his uncle and aunt, he wouldn't be ashamed to death! Yun Su glanced at the inside of the house fiercely, and was indignant in his heart, if Lin Lei embarrassed the old lady, I would ...... Hum.

"Huh! Here, Mom, I'll come out. Lin Lei covered his buttocks and limped out, Yun Su deserved to have practiced, and he was measured, and he pinched where it hurt.

Lin Lei's parents, looking at the demeanor of this "little couple", are more sure of the "facts" they have in mind, although these two people don't know moderation, but my mother is happy! Thinking of the big fat grandson, the smile on his face, the whole meal never went down, Lin Lei and Yun Su were in this weird atmosphere, swallowing the meat of the old hen one bite at a time.

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At night, Lin Lei and Yun Shu fell asleep back to back awkwardly, although Lin Lei wanted to show his male style and reproduce the feeling of riding on it and scolding Fang Xuan, but every time he turned over, he was hit hard, and it was repeated several times, Lin Lei surrendered under the protest of the little thing, and honestly rolled aside to sleep, to be honest, Lin Lei was already very satisfied on the ground when he didn't sleep, at least the bed was still warm.

Speechless all night.....

The next day, Lin Lei looked at Yun Shu, who had already hugged him, and quietly turned over and left, Lin Lei was very scared, he would be addicted to here, firmly sealed by the quilt demon, and then slapped out, this is Lin Lei's experience, the lesson of blood and tears.

Seeing Lin Lei standing on tiptoe and leaving, Yun Shu squinted slightly, and wanted to let him go as soon as his heart softened, but when he thought of the suffering he had suffered so much over the years, he shirked again and again at home, and his heart was crossed, just to teach this person a lesson. Only when you know that it hurts, you will know how to cherish it.

On the other side, Lin Lei is ready to make a perfect breakfast, and it is also the best confession, this is not only Zhou Xinxin's ecstasy meal in "God of Food", but what is to be done here is a gloomy ecstasy.

Only the real Ran Yunshu understands the pain of his breakup, is the best confession, Lin Lei thought about it all night, and Cai thought of this.

Gloomy ecstasy, when he first read Old Man Jin's book, Lin Lei was deeply moved by this infatuation:

Yang Guo created his own palm technique, with a total of 17 moves. Yang Guozi and Xiaolongnu broke up in the Valley of Despair, martial arts grew day by day, and after a few years, in addition to the gradual improvement of internal skills, there was nothing else to practice, and he missed Xiaolongnu in his heart, and gradually became disillusioned. One day I stood quietly on the beach for a long time, punching and kicking at will in the midst of boredom, and smashed the rocks with a light palm. He pondered deeply from this and created a complete set of palm techniques, which are very different from ordinary martial arts, and the power is all in internal strength. He named this set of palms "Gloomy Ecstasy Palm", which is taken from the meaning of the sentence "Gloomy ecstasy, only farewell" in Jiang Yan's farewell.

There are a total of 17 types of ecstasy palms, namely: six gods are restless, people are worried, there is something out of nothing, mud and water, wandering in the empty valley, powerless, walking dead, haunting dreams, perverse, forgetting to sleep and eating, lonely shadow, drinking and hating, heartbeat, despair, no face, no color, thinking about wrong, and being stunned.

Lin Lei chanted softly: "Acacia is useless, it's just for other things, if there is a certain period, what is the suffering of a thousand things; Mo Dao was eclipsed, where the willows were bright. ”

This is the perfect portrayal of me, when I said goodbye, I was lovesick, like the walking dead, a single figure, but also my own imagination, a long daze is a period of time, a whole half a year, muddy. Until now, the willows have been bright.

Lin Lei's spirit was sublimated again, little by little, each dough was full of solidification under the Gloomy Ecstasy Palm, full of thinning, no ingredients were refined little by little under the Gloomy Ecstasy Knife, and finally turned into one in the boiling thick soup.

And in the whole process, Lin Lei traveled to the world, to the scene when he cooked in the restaurant for the first time, the whole person was completely integrated into the noodles, and experienced the waiting and suffering of Yang Guo for more than ten years, and also experienced his helplessness more than two years ago. All of them come together, and a bowl of noodles that exude a little fragrance, but faintly hides sadness, is freshly baked.

The whole process went smoothly and in one go, so that the parents outside were stunned, but then they were relieved that their son would grow up and cook for his "wife".

It's a pity that they can't see what kind of sadness is hidden under the calm face of the words, and when an optimistic person is sad, it is more sad than dead.