Wen Hao wanted Zhao Jingxiang not to go to work in the dance hall, but he Wen Hao couldn't solve their living and tuition problems, Wen Hao had a way to relieve his boredom, his stomach method was robbery, or he would be a killer again. But all this can't tell the truth to Zhao Jingxiang. If Zhao Jingxiang didn't believe that he had this ability, he would be greatly annoyed by his whimsical ideas. I will definitely give him a good look then. So Wen Hao was very worried.

It's the eighth year of 1931, and the school is on vacation, so although I come back late in the evening, I don't have to get up early the next day. Wen Hao naturally slept until he woke up naturally, at this time Zhao Jingxiang had prepared breakfast for him, maybe Wen Hao went to pick her up last night and made her a little moved, knowing that Wen Hao was a little tired, so he didn't wake him up early in the morning. I had already splashed cold water on it before I changed it. Zhao Jingxiang can hope that he sleeps so late every day, and usually lets him get up early to read and study. I hope he succeeds in his studies.

It was still very hot in Shanghai in August, and after the two finished eating, they each held a book to read. Zhao Jingxiang has to go to work at night, and when she has nothing to do at home during the day, she reviews her homework and strives not to be pulled down. She's a competitive girl. Hurry up and study time, although Wen Hao didn't want to read, he was embarrassed to disturb Zhao Jingxiang's study, so he had to stay aside and take the book, but he couldn't read it.

When it was noon, Zhao Jingxiang was busy with lunch again, watching Zhao Jingxiang skillfully raise the fire. Wen Hao saw that Zhao Jingxiang used a small stove with honeycomb coal that he had only seen when he was a child, and later with the progress of society, it was slowly replaced by a gas stove and a natural gas society. , replaced by an electric furnace. Growing up, he hadn't seen anyone cook with honeycomb coal for many years.

Not only Zhao Jingxiang uses coal to cook, but some people also use firewood for cooking. At this time, every house in the alley rose and curled smoke.

Looking at the curling smoke reminded Wen Hao of an unforgettable memory in his childhood memory, the smoke could rise to a high altitude in the air on a windless day before slowly dissipating, which made Wen Hao can't help but think of Teresa Teng, the song "See Blowing Smoke Again", as if he heard the gentle and tender song again.

And I saw the smoke rising, and the twilight covering the earth.

Want to ask Blowsmoke where you go.

The sunset is poetic, and the dusk is picturesque.

Although poetry and painting are beautiful, I only have you in my heart.

I saw the smoke rise again, bringing back memories for me.

May you become Caixia and fly into my dreams.

Wen Hao couldn't help humming this song, immersed in the memories of the past. The attachment to childhood and the affection for the hometown came to my heart.

Zhao Jingxiang heard Wen Hao looking into the distance there, looking a little sad and worried, and walked over and was fascinated by Wen Hao's singing, standing quietly behind him, listening to Wen Hao's humming of this song. Deeply moved by this song, seeing Wen Hao sing this song, I don't know what to think in my heart, Zhao Jingxiang found that Wen Hao seems to have changed a lot, it seems to be different from before, maybe he has grown up and is sensible, but Zhao Jingxiang didn't think that the soul in Wen Hao's body is no longer the same, she hasn't read those time-traveling novels after all. I don't think about it that way.

"Xiao Hao, the song you sang just now is so good, you heard it from there, why haven't I heard it?" Zhao Jingxiang couldn't help the curiosity in her heart, patted Wen Hao's shoulder and asked him.

Wen Hao gave Zhao Jingxiang a sudden pat, waking him up from his memories of the past. Turning his head, he said helplessly, "Sister, are you scared to death like this?" ”

"I'll just pat you, what are you thinking about, do you miss your parents?" Zhao Jingxiang thought that Wen Hao missed his parents again, and sometimes Wen Hao was in a daze thinking about his parents. But under the White Terror, not only can he not go to his parents, but he can't let people know that his parents are **. "I didn't miss my parents, I just remembered something else." Wen Hao said to Zhao Jingxiang.

"Okay, I know that Xiaohao has grown up and didn't miss his parents, so what did he think just now?" Zhao Jingxiang knew that Wen Hao sometimes laughed at him for not growing up and always thinking about his parents, so he didn't ask.

Wen Hao didn't think about his parents just now, but he couldn't tell her that he was thinking about decades later!

"By the way, what song you just sang, it's so good, why haven't I heard it. Sing it to me again. Zhao Jingxiang anxiously asked Wen Hao about the song he sang just now.

Wen Hao wanted to say that I also listen to tapes and records, but when I think about it, these things don't seem to exist now, only old-fashioned bakelite records.

How did Wen Hao want to explain the song he heard from there? It seems that this song has not yet come out, and if someone asks you what you heard from there, it is really difficult to explain.

In addition, Wen Hao is a student after all, and his life circle is relatively small, so he can't stand scrutiny when he hears other people's songs.

After thinking about it for a while, Wen Hao remembered that many people plagiarized other people's poems and novels after crossing over, why couldn't he plagiarize other people's songs, anyway, no one knew that he plagiarized it, this is the advantage of the traverser, and it is also the spiritual welfare package of the traverser.

Thinking of this, Wen Hao said to Zhao Jingxiang, "This song is a song that I sang involuntarily when I saw you cooking just now, when I saw every household rising and blowing smoke, I felt something in my heart for a while, and I couldn't help humming it." I don't know if it sounds good or not. ”

Wen Hao only knew that this song was sung by Teresa Teng, and he really didn't know who the author was, so he had to secretly say sorry to the author, I plagiarized your work first and used it for my own use.

When Zhao Jingxiang heard that Wen Hao said that he did it himself, he slapped Wen Hao's head, "You did it, it is better to say that I did it, maybe some people believe it." Just by virtue of your daily knowledge, you are naughty outside, and you can't read well. The pentatonic tone is not yet complete, and it can make such a song. Whoever says it will believe. If it's me who is much more credible than you. But no one believes it, and I honestly explain where you heard it, and if you don't say it, I'll know if I ask others. But I want to know who wrote this song and who sang it. Zhao Jingxiang looked extremely vicious. Threaten Wen Hao to tell the truth.

Wen Hao was very helpless, if he told the truth, Zhao Jingxiang couldn't believe it, the soul that crossed Wen Hao came from the later generations, and this song was made by the later generations. It's not as simple as patting his head, I'm afraid I'm going to find a doctor for him, thinking that he has a nerve problem.

The tragedy of crossing is that he can't tell the truth, maybe the absurdity can make him believe, but the truth is not convincing.

"I really did it, I don't believe you asked if anyone had heard this song. I'm sure no one has heard of it. Just because no one has ever heard this song doesn't prove that I made it? Wen Hao thought to himself, although I didn't do it, but I now say that I did it, and no one can prove that I didn't make this song.

Zhao Jingxiang heard that Hao swore and swore a little convinced, but after thinking about it, Wen Hao was fooling me again, Wen Hao had also deceived Zhao Jingxiang before, and he also swore by gambling curses, but later Zhao Jingxiang found out that he was lying to him.

So Wen Hao's gambling curse swore that it was useless to Zhao Jingxiang, she still didn't believe it, she had to see that Wen Hao didn't say it, and she didn't bother to ask, so she urged Wen Hao to teach her to sing, she didn't even have the heart to read the book.

"It's good for you to revive well, but if you teach me to sing this song now, teach me, I'll admit that you did it." Zhao Jingxiang said that she believed it, but her expression was one of disbelief. But now she wants to learn this song, so he starts to coax Wen Hao.

Wen Hao saw Zhao Jingxiang looking anxious, so he said that this song was indeed not composed by him, but as a traverser, no one would say that he made it, this is the advantage of the traverser, and there is no infringement.

Zhao Jingxiang didn't cook rice, so she pestered Wen Hao to teach her, Wen Hao was so good and angry, "Don't you have to eat when you sing?" ”

"Then you can sing by my side, and I'll cook while I'm okay, okay?" Zhao Jingxiang looked at Wen Hao longingly.

"Okay, I'll teach you and help you cook at the same time, isn't it better" Wen Hao said that he didn't know how to do housework at all, otherwise he might personally cook for this sister who loved him, but he could help her cook on the side, and learn a little cooking skills by the way. After all, Zhao Jingxiang still has to go to work in the dance hall in the near future, and Wen Hao doesn't want Zhao Jingxiang to work too hard.

Zhao Jingxiang was very happy when she heard it, and found that this younger brother had not changed except for the problem of bragging, and everything else had changed a lot, which made Zhao Jingxiang moved by the feeling of being cared for and cared for, because since the accident with her parents, she hadn't felt it for a long time.

Wen Hao accompanied Zhao Jingxiang to cook together, and taught her to sing while cooking. Men and women are not tired of working together, this sentence is really good, this meal is ready unconsciously, maybe the two cooking skills are not good, but the two of them have a different flavor to eat.

Seeing Zhao Jingxiang holding the vegetables in her mouth, she kept humming and seeing the smoke again. Wen Hao, who looked at it like that, was angry and funny, "Others say that they don't say anything about food, they don't say anything when they sleep, why are you still humming and chirping when you eat." After eating, sing slowly. You sang a good song like this, and sang it to you like a pig."

Zhao Jingxiang heard that Hao laughed at her, she was humming like a pig at this time, and angrily waved her hand on Wen Hao's head, Wen Hao's head tilted, and she dodged.

Zhao Jingxiang saw that she didn't hit it, glared at Wen Hao fiercely, ate two mouthfuls of food viciously, and involuntarily hummed again, and suddenly remembered that Wen Hao had just hummed like a hunt when she spoke, and hurriedly stopped. looked at Wen Hao as if he was saying that he was not allowed to laugh. hurriedly stripped the rice in the bowl, and didn't even eat much food. Push the bowl.

"Xiao Hao, you washed the dishes today, by the way, you have to wash them clean, don't be like before, there are still rice grains on the bowl after washing. This time I saw the ass of the little man. After speaking, he went back to his room, and in a blink of an eye, Zhao Jingxiang's singing voice came from the room. It's easy to use, and if you don't sing it too much, you'll forget about it.

Wen Hao shook his head There is no way, who let him teach Zhao Jingxiang, she is enjoying this song now, and he has to wash the chopsticks, thinking that he has not done housework for many years. It seems that after Wen Hao crossed over, Wang was so domineering that he was gone, but it was possible to become a housewife.