As the saying goes, the old lady scolds, and the scolding is a sweetheart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When her mother Zhang Cuihua scolded enough, Lin Yi cautiously explained, first talking about what she has been doing in the past few years, and then specifically saying that she is in the used book business and has made a lot of money, so she can honor her old man in the future and don't have to suffer anymore. In order to prove that what he said was very, he also asked Cao Yidao and Huang Jiaotou next to him to prove it for themselves.

Cao Yidao looks honest, Huang Jiaotou looks honest, and the two of them have become good proof materials.

After this explanation, even if Zhang Cuihua was still full of curiosity and disbelief, her eyes eased a lot, at least, her son did not become bad outside.

At this time, it was close to noon.

Zhang Cuihua immediately cooked, and the peasant family had everything, including green vegetables, chickens, and cured meat, etc., and made a big table very quickly.

The dishes are all home-cooked dishes, such as scrambled eggs, fried cabbage, cucumbers, beans, back to the pot, roasted eggplants, etc., these dishes are all from the greenhouse, fresh and delicious; Then there is a big pot of steamed buns, the size of a turtle, and a big pot of white rice porridge.

Cao Yidao and Huang Jiaotou were already full of poached eggs, but when they smelled the aroma of vegetables, they couldn't help but have a big appetite, so that the chopsticks didn't stop and ate a lot.

Zhang Cuihua is simple, seeing the fragrance of other people's food, it proves that she is doing well, and she is beautiful in her heart, and she can't close her mouth with a smile.

Lin Yi rarely came back, and he also had a great appetite, and he ate very happily, and when everyone ate and drank well, he found that it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Godmother, your meal is so delicious." Cao Yidao is very shameless, and the sycophants are also very timely.

Zhang Cuihua was a little uncomfortable at first, after all, Cao Yidao was almost in his thirties, and he was only forty or fifty years old, so it was too much to call himself a godmother.

Cao Yidao said that he and Lin Yibai became brothers, his mother is my mother, this rule cannot be changed, and then he also took out the gifts he had prepared in the morning, what kind of superb ejiao, middle-aged and elderly milk powder, brain platinum and the like, bag after bag.

Helpless, Zhang Cuihua had no choice but to accept this bald godson.

Cao Yidao is the sweetest, in order to move Lin Yi to sell the treasure books in his collection to earn a commission, it is a lot of effort, at this time, he kept patting his mother's ass, and said that he would take Lin Yi to do a lot of big deals, so she didn't have to worry. Sure enough, the old man said to Lin Yi, I want to listen to your brother when I go back in the future, people are older than you and know more than you, I can rest assured that he will look at you.

Old Cao was proud.

Lin Yi was directly speechless.

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After a brief lunch, Zhang Cuihua instructed Lin Yi to clean up your father's house, which means that there will be people living tonight.

That room was dedicated to Lin Yi's father when he was alive, similar to a storeroom, and there was everything in it. Shovels and hoes for farm work, nails, hammers, vices for repairing equipment, and a lot of old objects are scattered around.

Lin Yi's feelings for this room are very complicated, in his vague memory, the image of his father is associated with this room, the previous memories are beautiful, he likes to stand beside his father and watch him repair tools, he likes to watch him pull nails out of broken chairs with pliers, and likes to listen to him tell some manly stories, there is no doubt that Lin Yi was the happiest at that time.

But after the death of his father, everything changed, the huge family became lifeless, my sister got married and went to live in the city with my brother-in-law, and Lin Yi went to high school and started boarding school. Later, he also went to the city to wander, in the blink of an eye, that is, three or four years.

This one has rarely come back.

Seeing that Lin Yi was going to clean up the house, Lao Cao and Lao Huang came over to help, and Lin Yi said that there is nothing to do, so you don't have to get your hands dirty.

Passing through the door is a guest, Lin Yi still understands this truth.

So Lin Yi went into the house, put the messy things in order, picked up some unused tools, and packed them into the bed.

When he shoved the wooden toolbox under the bed, he touched the contents and touched it with his hand, like a large box.

Lin Yi was curious, so he bent down and grabbed the edges and corners of the box with his hands and pulled it out.

The box was full of dust, and Lin Yi wiped it with a rag, which made it cleaner.

Now few people take the bulky wooden box to store things, this box should be the old object left before, the paint on the outer skin of the box has fallen off a little, the surface of the box, but also carved some flower and grass ornaments, in the exquisite workmanship of the lock nose, hung an iron lock.

Originally, Lin Yi didn't pay much attention to the things in this room, but when he saw this big box, he couldn't help but be curious.

I don't know what the box contains, it's really heavy enough, Lin Yi tried to move it, but it was quite laborious, and I didn't know how he pulled it out just now.

Lin Yi squatted down and looked at the box carefully, but the iron lock was rusty, and when he touched it with his hand, the lock nose was actually open.

So Lin Yi was not polite and opened the box directly.

As soon as the box was opened, Lin Yi was dumbfounded, because it was full of books. casually flipped through it, many of them were read by Lin Yi when he was a child, "The Complete Biography of Jigong", "Ancient and Modern Novels", "Strange Tales from Liao Zhai", and Lin Yi's favorite "Journey to the West...... I thought these books had been lost, but I didn't expect them to be hidden here by my father.

Lin Yi's father is an authentic worker, working in a refrigeration factory, he used to go to school, he belongs to the high school culture, and it is still okay to read and write, so he likes to read very much.

In Lin Yi's memory, most of the books his father read were borrowed from the factory library, but the library was strictly managed and had a fixed return date, so that his father often had to return them before he finished reading them.

For this reason, my father began to buy some used books that he liked to read at second-hand book stalls and scrap yards. From this point of view, the reason why Lin Yi also likes old books is likely to have genetic factors.

Every time he bought an old book or newspaper, my father would take it home as a treasure, carefully select it, repair it carefully, wrap it in newspaper or brown paper, and hide it in a drawer or bookcase.

I once remembered that when I was a child, Lin Yi finished reading his first novel "Robinson Crusoe" in his father's old books. It's just a pity that now that I've grown up, the farthest I've ever been to is just Hong Kong--- dream of traveling around the world has not yet come true.

"Alas!" Lin Yi couldn't help but sigh.

The dream is plump, and the reality is skinny. That's what life really is.

But just as Lin Yi was in infinite reverie, suddenly a wisp of book fragrance floated out faintly from under the box.

"What's going on? Could it be that there is something else in this box? Lin Yi shrugged his nose and couldn't help but be stunned. (To be continued.) )