Chapter 249 of the main text: The Colonel Flower in the Dream

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Uncle Meng's house. `

The old man was very happy and happy, and the stern sù on his face disappeared.

He was busy making tea and pouring water there, and he was looking for fruit for Yang Yang.

It's no wonder that the old man is usually alone, and his children can't come back once a year, so he is very lonely.

Now that someone has finally come to the family, Uncle Meng is like a rejuvenated child, busy and happy.

Everyone was sitting in the living room, and Uncle Meng asked about some things that had happened in the past year.

Lin Chuan didn't hide it, the old man was kind to him, and his heart was very hot, so there was no need to hide some of his own things.

He talked about it again in 1510, from when he went to the bar to sing, to the stage of "A Song of Fame"...

Uncle Meng rarely watches TV, he is an educator, and even after retirement, he often likes to read books, write calligraphy, and occasionally draw a few pictures.

To be honest, Uncle Meng is not the kind of master calligrapher, this is completely his personal hobby, but the handwriting is really good, at least for Lin Chuan, a layman, it is quite good.

As soon as we started talking, time flew by, and before I knew it, it was dark.

"Xiaochuan, Ann girl, you can stay with me to eat today, I am usually alone, and the meal is tasteless, so I should accompany me today...... Look, I've just bought the dishes, fresh, there is meat and fish in the refrigerator, what do you want to eat, just say it, I'll make it. Uncle Meng was very enthusiastic.

Lin Chuan and An Xi'er looked at each other and smiled, even if Uncle Meng didn't say it, they were going to have a meal here today...... However, before they could speak, the little guy spoke first, "Grandpa Meng, I want to eat sweet and sour fish, braised pork ribs, and ......"

These dishes have always been Lin Yiyang's favorites, no matter what time it is. Just ask him what he wants to eat, and it must be all of them.

Uncle Meng smiled and nodded, turned around and was about to go to the kitchen.

"Uncle Meng, you rest. I'll do it, and I'll give you a taste of my craft today. Lin Chuan hurriedly stood up, took two steps and said.

"Yo, you kid can cook?" Uncle Meng looked at it in surprise for a long time.

"Hehe, this is a must." Lin Chuan grinned.

……

Leave Uncle Meng's house. It was almost nine o'clock in the evening.

There is no way, in fact, dinner has already ended, but Uncle Meng may have been alone for too long, so he has been pulling Lin Chuan and the three of them, saying nothing and not letting them go.

No, it's good to say that this is why they will be released.

When he came to the door of his house and looked at the door with a layer of iron sheets, Lin Chuan picked the corner of his mouth and took out the key quickly. `

As soon as the door opened, there was a smell mixed with dampness. It smells very bad.

This smell is like mold and hair.

Lin Chuan frowned, and hurriedly coughed a few times...... However, soon he smiled again, this smell is all too familiar.

"This smell at home, what's still there, after so many years, you haven't cleaned it up?" Anxier hugged Yangyang. Crying and laughing.

Apparently, she was also familiar with the smell of moldy dampness.

"Uh, clean up, I don't know what's going on. I don't know where the musty smell and the damp smell came from. Lin Chuan smiled awkwardly.

Enter the house and turn on the lights.

The home is still the same, nothing has changed.

The area of this house is only forty square meters, which is very small, and there is a living room that is not a living room, and the house is a little bigger. However, the cabinets and furniture are placed inside, and it looks very cramped.

The kitchen is on the balcony with the door closed and nothing has changed.

Probably due to the fact that no one has lived in it for a long time, the house seems very dark and a little cold.

Anxier stood at the door of the bedroom, her eyes sweeping over every corner little by little. For her, there are so many memories here.

At one time, she even thought that she might never have the chance to come back here to have a look. But today, she is back, still with the man, and has a lovely and obedient son.

"This house has been uninhabited for too long, and there is no ventilation, so the smell must be a little unpleasant." Lin Chuan was still struggling with those smells.

"Hehe, it's okay, I was used to it a few years ago, and now when I smell this special smell, I miss it." Anxier chuckled.

Lin Chuan scratched his head in embarrassment, although An Xi'er didn't say anything, but he couldn't help but think about it himself. What does it mean that this taste has been retained at home for so many years? Don't like to tidy up your own house? Too lazy yourself? It seems that no matter what, it can't escape from it.

At this time, the little guy rubbed his eyes vigorously and muttered without energy, "Dad, I'm sleepy, when are we going to sleep?" ”

"Well, hold on for a while, let's go back to the hotel." Lin Chuan didn't plan to spend the night here, after all, he hadn't lived for a long time, and it was inevitable that it would be very wet and cold.

If you really want to live, you must at least ventilate and take the quilt out in the sun to dry. However, Lin Chuan doesn't have this idea, his current focus is on Kyoto, and I'm afraid he won't have a chance to come back in the future.

Lin Yiyang was originally a very family-loving child, so he didn't live at home when he heard it? Immediately expressed that Xiàn was very unhappy, and his mouth convulsed, "Why?" ”

Lin Chuan just wanted to explain, but An Xi'er spoke.

"Otherwise, let's stay tonight, I haven't been back for a long time, and I want to feel the taste of the past......" Anxi'er chuckled.

Yes, they all want to stay, only they want to go back to the hotel? This is also the family, if there are outsiders, they can't be a star now, and they will start to forget their roots?

Is Lin Chuan a person who forgets his roots? Of course not...... So, seeing him nod, he walked to the cabinet without saying a word, and took out the quilt inside.

Fortunately, it's better than the one on the bed, it's not so wet, and it's quite dry.

The bed is also big enough for three people to sleep together, so you don't have to worry about the lack of space at all. Of course, it is obviously impossible to turn over as you like.

This night, Lin Chuan slept soundly and deeply, and in his dream, he returned to the university campus after a long absence.

Under the gentle sunlight, he sat under the basketball hoop, holding a guitar in his arms, playing and singing a song from his own world - "You at the Table".

Next to him, there was also a person, snuggled on his shoulder, very calm and sweet.

Lin Chuan's singing voice was a little hoarse, but it was very magnetic, which attracted the attention of many people, and even the boys who played basketball gathered around and listened to the song.

Lin Chuan is happy, he feels extremely satisfied and proud to have a woman like An Xi'er in this life...... What a beautiful woman, she is still a veritable school flower, and her glance and smile will make people obsessed.

Slowly turning his head, when he saw the 'school flower' on his shoulder, his face changed suddenly, and he roared hysterically, ", Yuan Ye, what are you doing here?" (To be continued.) )

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