The air in Langfang is the same as Wangjing, and even on a sunny day, there is a dry smell of earth when you breathe. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Living in this world, you must be familiar with the changes in the smell of the air, because the secret of the change of seasons is not the temperature but the smell.

"Ahead, well, turn around and you'll be there." Zhao Nianci was in the back seat of the car, showing the gentleman driver the way, and holding a photo of the "Rose Garden" in his hand.

It seems that the matter of going home and having a home of one's own body have been in the same place.

"Is that all there is?" The gentleman driver stopped in front of the old house, opened the window, and probed the old tree inside: "Well, it's been a year. ”

"yes, it hasn't changed." Zhao Nianci got out of the car first and helped Lin Xie get out of the car.

What she wants to say is that twenty years are like a day, and the warmth and stability of the past even made her reject and resist, but I don't know that she is good at missing when she is older, and she is more and more important to the location of home.

The uncles who dozed in front of the door, as well as the lady who walked the corner, saw such a luxury car parked in front of the door, and poked their heads over to take a look, just like when they saw a Daben in the village when they were children, the children peeked timidly.

"Yo, Nian Ci'er." The old man who was familiar with the Zhao family shouted with a red light on his face.

"Hello grandpa." She bent down to say hello while holding one of Lin Xie's arms, and Lin Xie followed suit.

"Hey, my boyfriend is hurt, go back and let my old Chinese medicine friend take a look." A white-haired uncle said straightforwardly.

This boyfriend made Zhao Nianci and Lin Xie both surprised and delighted, do they already look so much like partners?

"Thank you, grandpa, sorry for your trouble." When Zhao Nianci thought about the matter between himself and Lin Xie, his father had already made the matter known to everyone, at least everyone in the community knew about it.

Under the direct and kind gaze of the old people, Zhao Nianci's face was so hot with shame that he looked at the crowd, his parents were not there, and he didn't mention it, he wanted to give a surprise, and he didn't even say it with favor, on the one hand, he didn't know what to say......

This is a shortcoming that Zhao Nianci himself agrees with, that is, he doesn't know how to solve it, so let him go on first.

The gentleman driver pulled two hand-pulled boxes, and there was a bag on the pink alley, which was the clothes that Zhao Nianci bought urgently for Enhui, because he was in a hurry, he bought two sets from the side of the road at random, and even so, it was much better than the previous rag clothes.

The uncles and aunts are really out of luck with Nian Ci, this luxury car is driving, and the driver picks up and drops off, but it's different.

Three days ago, Lin Xie and her appeared on the news, and some people rumored that Nianci found a big boss of the company, and then made her a star.

After coming and going, Lin Xie became more and more magical in the minds of the old people in the community, and they all sighed that the Zhao family was blessed and climbed a big tree.

Lin Xie listened to everyone's praise, his big nerves were a little unbearable, with a polite smile on his face, he nodded and tried to reply to all greetings.

In today's society, where the distance between people is getting closer and closer, but it is getting cooler and thinner, can there still be such an intimate old tree, is it not a paradise?

Perhaps for Enhui, it is not the body that heals her, but the connection and warmth between people, so that the heart can build a bridge, take the initiative to consider others, instead of giving, and express kindness without hurting oneself, which is the first ability that human beings have to learn.

It was close to eleven o'clock, about the same time as the last time I got home, my mother was cooking at home, and my father was going to school to wait for Enli to get out of school.

Walking through the lively greeting area, his mythical deeds are estimated to be circulating in the community for a while, and he even heard an eldest lady and his daughter say, "Looking for a young man like this, you know?" ”

Then the girl asked, looking for this kind of crutches?

The big lady stoms her feet, silly girl, looking for this face, you can make a fortune!

It's a shame that Lin Xie is not the kind of person who is pompous, otherwise he would have been fluttering by now.

"Why are you still panting? Tired? When Zhao Nianci was about to walk to the door of the house, he patted him on the back.

"No, it's too enthusiastic, I can't bear it." Lin Xie snorted.

Lin Xie, who was pointed out by his ex-husband, only frowned, and was unmoved in front of a group of bigwigs with strong aura, but fell to the enthusiastic community elders, and his nerves were always different from ordinary people.

Zhao Nianci thought about it and smiled secretly.

When he arrived at the door, Eunhui's eyes looked at the rusty green door, and his big eyes blinked.

For people, the most difficult thing to see in front of them is the happy memories.

Then for the miserable people who have endured a painful past, every happiness makes people's hearts beat faster and their faces flushed.

But Enhui doesn't seem to understand how to deal with this kind of love, and has always just grabbed Lin Xie's hand, which seems to be more intuitive than communication.

Education is a long matter, and he is not in a hurry, in addition, Lin Xie is also nervous about seeing his mother's family in this way next.

In order to cheer up his whispered self, he cleared his throat and used a "roar, roar" sound.

Knock.

After a while, there was the sound of footsteps.

"It's not school yet, why are you coming back so early?" It's her mom.

As soon as the door opened, I saw Lin Xie on crutches and his smiling daughter, but he was not surprised at the moment, his pupils dilated, and he hurriedly supported Lin Xie.

"How did you get this?" She cared about the injured Lin Xie for the first time, her voice was gentle, and she really cared, and then she saw the little girl: "Where did this girl come from?" ”

Finally, he glanced at his resentful daughter and hurriedly helped Lin Xie into the door.

Lin Xie was a little flustered, her steps became stupid, and she looked at Zhao Nianci at the door, but she just glanced at herself quietly, probably thinking that the old lady didn't care about herself, and she felt uncomfortable.

"Then Mr. Lin, I'll leave, you can take care of your injuries." The gentleman driver bowed politely and put the luggage behind the door.

"Let's stay and have a meal." Lin Xie said in a trembling voice, just because Zhao's mother was really enthusiastic, she came over with subtle warmth, and slapped her hand on the plaster, as if something earth-shattering had happened.

"No, no, I won't bother." After it was over, he didn't stay anymore and left directly, not giving Lin Xie a chance to be polite again.

"Auntie, it's not a big deal, it's just a fall, and raising it for two or three months will definitely be alive." After seeing off the gentleman driver, Lin Xie said helplessly to Zhao's mother.

"Oops, it's so careless, a man's lower body can be very important!" Zhao's mother rubbed the plaster sadly, and regarded Lin Xie's feet as a big deal.

"Mom!" Zhao Nianci deliberately shouted loudly on the side, but Zhao's mother was unmoved, and said to herself: "Oh, what can I do, my daughter is finally seen by someone, and she is half ....... Ay... Bitter life. ”

"Mom!!" Zhao Nianci raised the decibels, and Zhao's mother, who entered her miserable world, trembled.

"Well! What a noise! Unlucky girl! After scolding her daughter, she faced Lin Xie with a gentle face: "Xiaolin, Nianci has a bad temper, you can take care of it." ”

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A few recommended tickets on Monday, it's not good to look at it empty~

By the way, do you have a better way to reduce stress?

Lao Huang has been under a lot of pressure to write recently, one washes his hair, and one hand has his hair, and he feels so tired......