Chapter 33: The Past

knew that going home was so boring, Zheng Zichong felt that he might as well stay at school, at least he had roommates to talk to him and go downstairs to play ball together.

wanted to go home to accompany his parents, but the two of them were free, went to play mahjong every day during the day, and only went home at night; Zheng Lin don't talk about it, he goes out with friends every day, but it's good, he has nowhere to go at home!

After waking up, Zheng Zichong found that he was still the only one left at home, and after resigned himself to finding something to eat from the refrigerator to deal with it, Zheng Zichong thought that it would be better to go to see his grandparents, and it would be okay to stay at home anyway.

went downstairs, went out of the alley, looked at the watch, and after the morning rush hour, Zheng Zichong gave up the idea of taking a taxi and walked to the bus stop.

How long has it been since I've seen the city well? Zheng Zichong thought in his heart.

While waiting for the car, I put on headphones, and Faye Wong's "The Year in a Hurry" came to my ears, and as soon as the prelude sounded, Zheng Zichong was brought back to the summer of 15 years.

That summer, Zheng Zichong applied for day school, and the mobile phone was also handed over to his parents, and the digital products on his body were just an MP3, and when he was confused, he would put on headphones and follow the car around the city, blowing the wind, and seeing the appearance of the lights of thousands of homes in the city at night, all the confusion disappeared at once, and he instantly felt that the future was promising.

In addition to the endless questions, the summer in my memories is full of expectations......

As the car came, Zheng Zichong also scanned the code and got into the car, fortunately, there was a place.

After finding a window seat and sitting down, Zheng Zichong called his grandfather: "Grandpa, are you and grandma at home today?" I've come to see you. ”

Grandpa and the old Shen Zheng next door were very engaged, the mobile phone suddenly rang, picked it up and saw that it was the eldest grandson, after connecting, he replied with a full spirit: "At home, you just come over, I'll let your grandma make dumpling wrappers and wait for you, I'll play chess with your Uncle Shen now, hang up first." ”

didn't wait for Zheng Zichong to respond, and hung up directly on the other end of the phone.

After putting the mobile phone in his pocket, Grandpa Zheng Zichong put the horse that Lao Shen had just moved back into its original position: "You think I won't find out if I answer the phone, you have no regrets, you are good at this skill, but the chess is still the same as always." ”

Lao Shen, who was discovered, was a little embarrassed, but he still said stubbornly: "Who made you grind and rub for a long time without any movement!" ”

"I'll just answer the phone, and there's something wrong. And don't be in a hurry to eat the dead son, isn't this for you?" After eating Uncle Shen's horse, he took the chess pieces away from the chessboard and held them in his hands, and Grandpa Zheng Zichong shouted into the house again, "Old woman, Chongchong wants to come over, saying that he wants to eat dumpling skin, you wrap some for him." ”

After Zheng Zichong's grandmother heard the shout, she came out of the house, walked to Zheng Zichong's grandfather, looked at the chess game, and then said, "He just called you to tell you?" ”

"I just called, and I guess I'm already in the car." Grandpa Zheng Zichong stared at the chessboard and replied.

"That's okay, I'll go to the vegetable market now to buy some meat foam, Lao Shen, you call Qin Fen and ask her to stop making lunch and eat here later." Grandma Zheng Zichong instructed the two of them, and then they went out.

After watching the scenery all the way and blowing the wind all the way, Zheng Zichong finally got off at the station.

After passing through several alleys, I saw the familiar courtyard.

After pushing the door in, Zheng Zichong saw his grandfather and Uncle Shen sitting in the shade of a tree playing chess, and his grandfather's teacup was quietly put aside, and his mobile phone was still holding on to the one he had just eaten.

After greeting the two first, Zheng Zichong entered the house, only to see his grandmother busy in the kitchen, Zheng Zichong walked over: "Milk, do you want me to help wrap it?" ”

"You go to play yours, and the more you come in, the more you help." After hearing Zheng Zichong's words, grandma directly opened her mouth to drive him away.

Zheng Zichong went back to the courtyard and sat on the stone chair on the side to watch the two fight.

Occasionally, the two of them asked about Zheng Zichong's recent situation, and Zheng Zichong also answered them one by one.

"Charge, have you dealt with the object? When are you going to invite your grandfather and me to the fun? "Lao Shen was really bored waiting for Zheng Zichong's grandfather to fall into the house, so he had to take Zheng Zichong to have some fun.

"I haven't had a girlfriend yet, Grandpa Shen, you have to wait." Zheng Zichong replied with a smile, thinking that after all, he still hadn't escaped this stubble, but everyone was from the seven aunts and eight aunts, but he was the old man next door.

"Did you graduate? If you don't have a girlfriend after graduation, you'll have to speed up! Your grandfather is still waiting to hold his great-grandson. Lao Shen looked at Zheng Zichong, although he didn't think that this kid was like a person who didn't have a girlfriend, but he wasn't a liar.

Looking at his grandfather beside him, Zheng Zichong smiled: "There is still a year to graduate, my grandfather is very tough, he is not in a hurry." ”

After the son fell, Zheng Zichong's grandfather glanced at Zheng Zichong: "Who told you that I'm not in a hurry?" That's because you haven't graduated yet, so we're too lazy to rush. Your grandma still talks every day about when you will take your girlfriend to see her! ”

Isn't it fruitless to meet someone you like!

Otherwise, who wants to be so single?

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, he touched his nose in a sneer, and Zheng Zichong opened his mouth with some embarrassment: "Isn't this that I haven't met someone I like?" ”

"It's the elm that is in the prime of his youth, but his head hasn't been opened yet!" After Lao Shen heard Zheng Zichong's answer, he couldn't help but sigh.

Zheng Zichong really didn't know how to talk now, so he simply didn't respond.

Fortunately, grandma came out of the house in time: "Chong, you go next door and invite Grandma Qin to come over for dinner, I called her before, you go and call it." ”

After inviting people, Zheng Zichong's grandmother poured oil on each bowl of dumpling, and Zheng Zichong served them one by one.

Smelling this fragrance, after stirring, I took a bite, and sure enough, it was still a familiar taste, and Zheng Zichong felt that it was worth it to come back this time.

Although there are dumplings in the school cafeteria or in the surrounding breakfast restaurants, I always feel that the taste is still a little worse than the taste of grandma's buns.

After eating and drinking, Zheng Zichong simply lay down on his grandmother's rocking chair, the yellow kudzu trees in the courtyard were luxuriant, resisting most of the sunlight, lying under the trees, occasionally light spots, dotted with stars, full of coolness, it was a good place to escape the heat in summer.

Probably too comfortable, in the evening, Zheng Zichong was still lazy and didn't want to leave to go home.

The May Day holiday ended so plainly, and I didn't have time to go out to play, so I had to go back to school tomorrow!

It was too boring to go home in the morning, and Zheng Zichong was a little reluctant to go back to school.

This is probably a common human disease......

The days always pass in dullness and complaining, the wound in the bottom of the heart gives it a chance to heal, and when someone mentions this past, we can gradually perfunctory things and not mess up.

The past has always become the past, and it cannot be forced.