116 I'm not Zhao Feiyan

Aunt Gu shouted our names upstairs in the small courtyard downstairs, and Zhao Qinhan hurriedly took me downstairs, while Zhao Qinhan's father was sitting at the dinner table with a newspaper and reading glasses. The conference table-style dinner table of Zhao Qinhan's family is also quite happy in my eyes, his father is not tall, and he looks quite elegant, but he has the aura of an official, and I don't know what position he is in office. It seems that Zhao Qinhan looks like his mother, and he inherited Aunt Gu's height and appearance, so he is more wild than his father, a little less like the son of a cadre, but like a Kham man from Tibet.

Zhao Qinhan and I sat down separately, Zhao Qinhan called "Dad", I called "Uncle Zhao", Uncle Zhao immediately put down the newspaper and took off his eyes, bowed slightly to me, and then said very officially: "Hello, welcome to my house as a guest." ”

"Thank you Uncle Zhao and Aunt Gu for your hospitality." I replied in a decent way.

Aunt Gu brought a whole bowl of dumplings with a delicate ivory white porcelain bowl, then put the four plates in front of us in turn, used a pair of white chopsticks to sandwich the crystal clear dumplings in our bowls, and then put the plates in front of us, and then said with a smile: "You eat first, and then I will go to the next pot." ”

"Aunt Gu, come and eat too, do you need my help?" I just remembered to help, and quickly stood up, Aunt Gu hurriedly said: "No, no, no, this is all right, you can eat with peace of mind." Xiao Han likes the dumplings I make the most, and every time he eats a big bowl by himself. ”

Uncle Zhao didn't say much, he picked up a dumpling, dipped it in some vinegar, and then chewed it slowly and ate it, the movements were very elegant and slow. It seems that Uncle Zhao is a pampered old cadre. In contrast, Zhao Qinhan's personality is completely different, Uncle Zhao has only eaten one, and he has already eaten several dumplings.

However, I found that they didn't talk at the dinner table. Even though Zhao Qinhan ate quickly, he didn't hear him make any sound. Does his family follow the ancient adage of "food is silent, sleep is silent"? I pondered in my heart, so I also ate the dumplings slowly.

The dumplings made by Aunt Gu are filled with celery and pork, mixed with shrimp in them, with thin skin and many fillings, and they taste extra sweet. I ate three of them in one go, and the more I ate, the more fragrant I felt. At this time, Zhao Qinhan had already eaten all the dumplings on the plate, and put all the remaining dumplings in the big porcelain bowl on the plate, and his father saw this, with a kind smile on his face. The smile on his face alone was enough to see his love for this child, and he must be very proud of Zhao Qinhan.

Aunt Gu quickly brought a large basket of dumplings, this cage of dumplings was steamed, the skin was actually white and green, it looked like a small cabbage, and it looked particularly exquisite. I couldn't help but praise in surprise: "Auntie, this dumpling is so beautiful." ”

"This dough is made with vegetable juice, so it looks good when wrapped, and this steamed dumpling is stuffed with cabbage and pork, you can taste it." Aunt Gu said with a smile, and then put three of them on my plate.

I found that Uncle Zhao didn't eat much, he only ate seven or eight dumplings in total after a meal, drank a bowl of health soup, and then Aunt Gu brought a few bottles that looked like health care medicines, I saw him take out a pill and swallow water in each bottle, and then smiled at me and said, "Xiao Pan, you eat slowly, I'm going to the study." ”

Zhao Qinhan immediately stood up, and as soon as I saw this, I also quickly stood up, and I said, "Uncle Zhao, walk slowly." ”

I was surprised to find that while Uncle Zhao slowly walked towards the stairs step by step, Aunt Gu and Zhao Qinhan both stood straight and saluted Uncle Zhao, but Uncle Zhao did not look back until Uncle Zhao disappeared from our sight, Aunt Gu hurriedly beckoned us to sit down and said to us: "Your Uncle Zhao doesn't eat much, you are more restrained here, now that he has eaten, you can eat with confidence, it doesn't matter if you are here Auntie." ”

I'm getting more and more curious about Uncle Zhao's identity, and people who still pay attention to pomp and circumstance at home must be positioned as a high authority in the agency, right? I can see from Aunt Gu and Zhao Qinhan that they are like eunuchs at all, Aunt Gu's style of acting is very low-key, she has delivered meals for me rain or shine for a year, and she actually rides a bicycle back and forth every day; And Zhao Qinhan does not have the slightest bit of the condescension of the son of an official eunuch, and there is no rampant in his gestures...... How did Xing Feng find Aunt Gu to cook for me? And I also arranged Zhao Qinhan as my tablemate, the more I thought about it, the more I wondered.

As soon as Uncle Zhao left, Zhao Qinhan obviously let go a lot, he was really as Aunt Gu said, he could eat dozens of dumplings in one go. Aunt Gu urged me to eat more, and under Aunt Gu's kindness, I also ate a lot.

After we finished eating, I helped Aunt Gu clean up the dishes and chopsticks together, and I wanted to help Aunt Gu finish washing, but Aunt Gu didn't let me, so I asked Zhao Qinhan to take me out for a walk.

Aunt Gu seems to have a special affection for me, and her liking for me is undisguised, and she really seems to treat me as half a family member. This time, Zhao Qinhan came to pick me up, and she repeatedly instructed me to bring her the unfinished sweater and weave it, so that I could bring it to school when I started school in September.

"You are so happy to have a mother like Aunt Gu." I said to Zhao Qinhan.

"Yes, my mother's cooking is very delicious, so I rarely go out to eat, and I feel that the chef's cooking is not as good as my mother's." Zhao Qinhan said sincerely.

"Your dad seems to be serious." I said again.

"Well, my dad doesn't talk much at home. Doesn't it sound weird that our family has to have a family meeting once a week and a summary meeting every month? After Zhao Qinhan finished speaking, he laughed.

"I think it's good, at least your family has democracy." I laughed too. Because Zhao Qinhan is Aunt Gu's child, I feel a lot less rejection of him.

"Well, that's right. My dad is a very democratic person, and everything in our family has to be discussed. I have made my own decisions about things since I was a child, and my parents have opinions, but if I insist, they will not interfere. Zhao Qinhan said again.

"That's good."

I thought Uncle Zhao should be a ** person, but I didn't expect him to be so open-minded. But it's no wonder that if it were a ** dictatorial father, he probably wouldn't be able to cultivate a child as energetic and all-round development as Zhao Qinhan!

"It's okay, it's just that there are too many rules at home, and it's been very restrictive for a long time, and I can't wait to grow up quickly, the farther away from home, the better, and be free outside. Xiaoshu, you and Xingfeng are not brothers and sisters, right? Zhao Qinhan asked me suddenly.

I shook my head, avoided the topic, picked up the stones on the ground, bent down and threw them into the water. When I was a child, I was by the river of Panjia River, and every time I was isolated by my friends, I liked to play this little game of water rafting, so I was very skilled in throwing stones, and when I threw them, the stones could splash several times in the river.

"Hey, you're amazing."

I managed to change the subject, and he picked up the pebble and threw it. The water in the moat is green and quiet, and the water quality is not very good, far less clear than the Panjia River. When I think of my hometown, my heart is very sad.

If I can be admitted to Z University, what will happen to Xiaohua when he sees me? Disappeared for a year, what will my father think if I reappear? Will he blame me or will he be proud of me? All the unknowns made my heart feel like a heavy stone, and for a while I couldn't be happy again, so I simply jumped and sat on the railing of the moat.

Zhao Qinhan instinctively grabbed my clothes and said nervously: "The water inside is very deep, what if I fall down?" ”

"If I fall, I'll float away with the water, wherever I go." I frowned slightly, letting the evening breeze blow through my hair.

"It's okay that I can swim, I'll get you up." After he finished speaking, he jumped up and sat down next to me. Probably worried about me, his hand was half-raised on my back, but he did not dare to touch my clothes, and he said, "You are so thin, I am really worried that when the wind blows, you will fall into the river." ”

"How can it be so exaggerated, I'm not Zhao Feiyan." I was amused by him.

"You're finally smiling, you're smiling beautifully, why do you keep frowning? It's not Lin Daiyu. He said.

"You don't care so much about what you do, and you're not Lu Dongbin." I choked back.

He was speechless for a moment, and couldn't help laughing, he said, "I see that you usually don't speak, and your mouth is quite strong." ”

I smiled and looked up at the other side of the moat, so much on my mind that I didn't want to talk for a while. Zhao Qinhan sat on the side and always maintained a vigilant posture, as if he was afraid that I would jump into the river without thinking about it, but in fact, I wouldn't at all.

After we sat quietly by the river for more than ten minutes, I said I wanted to go back, so Zhao Qinhan accompanied me to his house to say goodbye to his parents and sent me back to the dormitory.

When I returned to the dormitory, my heart was still indescribably heavy. The eyelids kept beating suddenly, and I always felt that something was not right, and my heart was very blocked.

Until midnight, this mood still could not be calmed down, I don't know what's wrong, until 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, Xingfeng suddenly called, he said to me in an extremely urgent tone: "Xiaoshu, you get up now and get dressed and wait for me, I'm on the highway now, and I can get to you in about an hour." ”

"What's wrong?" I asked anxiously.

"I'll tell you when I get there, so first." He hung up the phone in a hurry, as if something big had happened, and I panicked.