Chu Ci's grandfather, General Zhang Shijun, has been missing his grandson very much recently. I wanted to go back to Kyoto, but my son discussed him over and over again, staying two more years, and accompanying them for two years.

In fact, the old man understands that before his daughter returns to China, his son will not rest assured that he will go back to the compound to live alone.

Although he has a grandson by his side, he is still a half-grown child, and his legs and feet are becoming more and more disadvantaged, and it is estimated that in the future, I am afraid that he will have to sit in a wheelchair all year round.

There was no way, he missed it so much, General Zhang could only call Chu Yifeng's father, Chu Hongtian, to find a car and transport it to the south for his grandson.

I can't buy a soft sleeper train ticket, I'm afraid that I will lose my poor grandson.

The old general said: "If it is inconvenient, I will find an old comrade-in-arms and let him go out on a trip." ”

General Zhang is not a hegemonist, he has maintained a hard and simple style all his life, he is only to Chu Ci and maverick.

It turned out that he liked his grandson's smart and naughty, but now it is because his most desirable son-in-law died on the battlefield, and his daughter went away to heal his wounds, leaving only a poor baby and Chu Ci.

……

Chu Ci pretended to be dressed and sneakers, and when he was about to close the zipper, he turned around and picked up the "Biyue Brand" foreign language notes on the desk and stuffed them into his schoolbag.

"Brother, alas! Still want to ask me for leave? Not enough for one vacation? If my grades regress, who is my uncle training me again?! ”

Chu Yifeng leaned against the snow-white wall, looked at the little boy with his hands on his chest:

"You can't retreat, can you still talk about retreating?"

Chu Ci glanced at his brother sideways, looking a little wilted, his summer plans were all in vain, he still had a lot of things to play, and ...... "Brother, if Xiao Yueyue comes back, ......"

Chu Yifeng interrupted Chu Ci's words with a "hum": "Your little Yueyue teacher has returned to his hometown happily, and he is worried about it!" ”

"How do you know?"

Chu Yifeng turned around and opened the door, leaving Chu Ci with a sentence:

"Ma Yu'er go downstairs, hurry up."

……

The chick at the junction of urban and rural areas has made money selling fritters and twist flowers, and she should know when she returns to her hometown with a big bag on her back.

It is estimated that the bag contains toffee, preserved fruits, and a bunch of "rags", and buy those who carry lobsters on their backs and return to their hometowns to "celebrate the New Year" in advance?

Little Tun girl!

Chu Yifeng sat on the sofa in the living room, waiting for Chu Ci, touched his chin a few times, and the more he complained about "Little Moon" in his heart, the gentler the smile on his face became.

……

Chu Yifeng thought that the little moon who should have gone home to "celebrate the New Year" in advance, she was grinning and enduring the pain in her mouth, and stuffed "Mongolian baked cakes" into her mouth.

The pink lips of the cherry are no less than Uncle Xu's big mouth.

She thinks simply, people have to eat and drink enough, so that they have the strength to be carefree, and only then can they have the ambition to "fight the country"!

Fragrant, so fragrant!

The "Mongolian baked cake" in Bi Yue's eyes is three circles larger than the moon cake, flattened, a bit like Xinjiang naan, but thicker than naan.

The pancakes were baked on the hot water stove at the junction of the carriage for a while, and the aroma was overflowing!

Bi Cheng, a person who doesn't take eating very seriously, swallowed a few mouthfuls of foam in a row.

Waiting, waiting for the roast to be hot, Bi Yue stood beside Xu Haoqiang this time, and raised a small round face full of smiles: "Thank you, Uncle Xu." "It's not just about the food, it's about the pointers along the way.

Xu Haoqiang couldn't hold back his joy, and the "old naughty boy" snorted coldly with a smile:

"You don't scold me for being cheeky this time, do you? You didn't feed the white-eyed wolf, did you? ”

Bi Yue and Bi Cheng took the baked cake at the same time, Bi Yue smiled with a silly face, did not squeak, her eyes were firmly fixed on the baked cake, wow is a mouthful, and then the two eyebrows frowned......

Bi Yue's throat was narrow, there was only one slit left, the flesh in her cheeks was white, and the innermost wrestler teeth also showed signs of redness and swelling.

In her opinion, more than a dozen old man's shirts are covered to death on this hot day.

Going out is a hot thing, and it is a hard seat, and there is not even a place to wipe sweat along the way, and the roots of my thighs are about to cover hot prickly heat.

Alas, I don't even take advantage of a dress that ventilates and dissipates heat, and I have big black trousers!

I haven't taken a shower, washed my hair, or wiped my body for four days, what does it smell like all over my body? The conditions are here, and there is no other way to do it except to stand up.

The most important thing is that the plateau area, coupled with the "point high" caught up with the rainy days in the Ural Mountains, she was cold and loved colds, died of heat when it was hot, and froze to death when it was cold. Every day is to shuttle through the carriage in the image of a fool.

She herself thinks that these are the reasons, but in fact ......

The train was climbing the mountains of the Mongolian steppe, and it was struggling a little, and clouds of black smoke poured into the sky.

Bi Yue looked at the "wind blowing the grass and seeing the cattle and sheep" outside, and hummed softly: the proud mother has a far-reaching vision, the wind blows gently in the night of Ulaanbaatar, and the singers are not allowed to shed tears.

It's so relaxing, thinking too much, and feeling emotional.

In just one day, her heart was filled with unknown "fire".

She thought:

From the day of the crossing, this is tired!

From having nothing, to today, I dare to wholesale goods for 700 yuan, and carry them on the train.

Well, I owe Xiaoxiao two hundred dollars, and I also pulled the famine.

That's who I am, a different kind of fireworks.

I am who I am, and I see myself on fire.

……

On the border between the Soviet Union and Mongolia, Bi Yue and they made "Mongolian baked cakes", looked out the window and looked at the scene, at this time the ground once again changed from an undulating plateau to a plain.

Due to the high latitude, although the time is late, the sky is still bright, and a little sunset light can reflect the whole sky in a magnificent red.

Bi Cheng covered Xu Haoqiang with a coat, and Uncle Xu rubbed his face against the chair while he was asleep, and continued to squint.

Bi Cheng approached Bi Yue and asked, "Sister, we're all about to enter the territory of the Soviet Union, you should have an answer to your story, right?" Where did those passengers go? ”

Bi Yue was stunned, she almost forgot about it. glanced up and down at the eldest brother:

"Hmph, aren't you fascinated by Uncle Xu's story? Still thinking about that? ”

"That's right! He's a good man, and you've got a lot of lives. Bi Cheng picked his nose and said with a grin.

Bi Yue felt that she didn't care about money, at least one long trip, her dear eldest brother became more solid than before, of course, it's still money, no money, why did she suffer this crime?!

Mysteriously approached Bi Cheng, and before speaking, he half-narrowed his round apricot eyes, his tone was suppressed, and his attitude was very serious: "Bi Cheng." "I didn't call him the eldest brother.

"Do you believe in time travel or rebirth?"

"What?"

"Do you believe that there are parallel spaces in this world?"

Bi Cheng felt that he didn't need to listen to the end, his sister was really talking nonsense, why didn't he understand?!

That is to say, they have inexplicably disappeared from the world, ostensibly missing, but in fact those people have either gone to the future or may have gone to an era they do not understand.

Or maybe they were reborn back to the past, such as at the age of twenty-three, and back to the age of eighteen. ”

Bi Yue's half-truthful attitude, she stared at Bi Cheng's eyes seriously, and Bi Cheng's answer was:

"You're!"