"Tweet ......"

The sunlight outside the study window is just right, and a few birds fall among the branches and leaves of the green trees in the community, crying crisply.

But through the window, it's not too noisy.

After washing,

Ji Zhuo threw his phone aside and sat in front of the computer in the study.

The air conditioner was turned on so that it wasn't too hot in the house.

Open the codeword software on your computer and start today's codeword.

According to the progress of the plot, and Ji Zhuo's chapters are updated every day,

Today, Ji Zhuo can almost finish the story of the first chapter of "Star Dream".

"Crackling ......"

The sound of the keyboard sounds,

The story continues as the words emerge.

……

Previously, Ji Zhuo wrote,

After having another dream of the yellow sand, and dreaming of some old people who came out of the yellow sand,

When he woke up, Yan Xingguo became more groggy and tired, looking at the red eyes on the side of the bed, aggrieved, and inhaling the red red of his nose,

At this time when my head was groggy, I understood a lot.

Then the two agreed to eat steamed buns at noon,

Yan Xingguo, who was already weak and tired, could only sit on the stool by the kitchen, watching Honghong busy in the kitchen,

At the same time, he was still tired, and from time to time he had to lower his heavy eyelids, but every time he was awakened by the nervous Honghong, and then continued to talk to Honghong.

"Grandpa!"

"You don't understand this...... Yes? ”

Yan Xingguo, whose eyelids were about to droop, heard the red shout again,

At first, he was in a trance and said something inexplicable,

Immediately after, awake a little more, open your cloudy eyes.

"Honghong, what's wrong?"

"Grandpa, what kind of stuffed buns do we eat at noon?"

"What do you like to eat?"

"I like minced meat."

"Grandpa also likes to eat minced meat, how delicious the minced meat is......"

Yan Xingguo first smiled and raised his head with his tired body,

Looking at the kitchen, his cloudy eyes were a little dazed again.

Although he sat here, he seemed to be half-asleep, as if he had seen the rolling yellow sand again.

"Grandpa, let's make minced meat."

Honghong answered again, and Yan Xingguo, who heard the voice, came to his senses again,

"Eh, okay."

"Why don't grandpa cut it?"

watched Honghong take out the pork from the refrigerator and work on the side of the board on the stool,

Yan Xingguo was smiling, propping up the stool with his hands, propping up the wall next to him to stand up, but he couldn't stand up.

"No, grandpa. I'll do it myself, you tell me how to do it, and you will tell me as soon as you tell me. ”

"Okay...... You first cut the meat into small pieces, then chop it with a knife little by little, and then put chopped green onions, and some salt to adjust the taste, and let it sit next to the noodles. ”

"Uh-huh......"

"Knock knock...... Knock knock ......"

Honghong was busy chopping the minced meat, but she didn't speak for a short time,

Yan Xingguo's eyelids were heavy, he was exhausted, and he was in a trance.

In a trance, I heard the sound of knives chopping on the board in the kitchen,

It became something else.

Like the sound of someone tapping on the blackboard with a wooden stick, he listened,

It seems that I saw a lot of mathematical formulas written on the blackboard.

It's like a lot of people are broadcasting the movement of the abacus, crackling and thinking,

It was as if the wind was blowing, and the yellow sand was blowing on the door of the house or the tent.

Well......

Where did the wind and sand come from here......

Thinking of this in a trance, Yan Xingguo woke up again,

I saw that Honghong had stopped chopping the meat and was looking at him nervously.

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm just tired and I want to sleep."

"Grandpa, you can't sleep......"

Honghong seemed to know a lot of things, listening to Yan Xingguo's words, sniffing, very aggrieved, and said with red eyes,

"You haven't eaten buns yet."

"It's okay, it's okay, Honghong."

Yan Xingguo stretched out his hand and wiped his red eyes, touched his red hair,

Somewhat weakly, he said with a smile.

"Grandpa doesn't sleep, grandpa is waiting for your buns."

"Uh-huh."

Honghong responded, and hurried back to the kitchen, and then got busy.

“…… Honghong, how are you doing now? ”

"Okay."

Yan Xingguo looked at Honghong and asked.

Honghong nodded and replied as a matter of course.

Yan Xingguo smiled again.

He didn't ask anything else, just said to Honghong what to do next.

"Knead the dough, and then pull out the little ones."

"Then take the rod of the agent into a bursting dough and wrap the minced meat in it......"

"Uh-huh...... It's wrapped, grandpa, I'll steam the buns, don't sleep. ”

"Okay, grandpa doesn't sleep, grandpa doesn't sleep......"

……

“…… Honghong, a few days ago, grandpa took you to buy cotton gloves Don't forget, it's late autumn in a while. ”

"I know, Grandpa......"

"Honghong, you don't have to ...... relatives"

"A lot of them have passed away...... Grandfather. ”

When she answered this sentence, Honghong sniffed and cried.

Yan Xingguo didn't ask again.

“…… Grandpa, the buns are steamed. ”

The lid of the pot is lifted, and the steaming heat rises,

Yan Xingguo looked at the steamed buns, but his eyes were in a trance.

"Grandpa, let's eat......"

"Hmm...... Yes? Okay, grandpa eats ...... Honghong also eats. ”

One old and one young,

Sitting at the dining table,

Yan Xingguo was already very tired and weak, and he had no strength in his body.

Even if Honghong steamed this bun very softly, Yan Xingguo was still difficult to swallow.

But he still smiled and ate the bun little by little.

“…… Honghong, let's talk. ”

"Okay, grandpa."

After eating this bun,

Honghong helped Yan Xingguo to sit on the sofa,

Yan Xingguo leaned on the back of the sofa, and Honghong sat beside Yan Xingguo.

The two of them kept talking.

Yan Xingguo didn't ask anything about Honghong's origins,

didn't say what Honghong would do after he left.

Just talking to Honghong about the things they've lived together these days.

“…… Your little flower face at that time...... It's covered in ash, and it's pitiful to look at. ”

"I've been alone all the time, isn't it lonely?"

"No, although I've always been alone, I know that there are many people like me, who are with me!"

"That's nice."

Yan Xingguo listened to Honghong's words and responded with a smile.

Finally, look out the window,

After talking all afternoon, it was almost dusk outside the window.

The sunset is about to be obscured by the tall buildings in the distance.

Yan Xingguo looked at the sunset, and it was rare to be more sober.

"Honghong, are you leaving?"

Yan Xingguo asked, but Honghong didn't answer.

Yan Xingguo turned his head, but saw that Honghong's eyes were already red, and he was sniffing and pursing his lips, and tears were about to roll out.

"It's okay, it's okay...... Shrewd. ”

"In addition to grandpa, Honghong has a lot of relatives, ah."

Yan Xingguo said to Honghong with a smile, and then wiped the tears on the side of Honghong's eyes.

"Red Red ...... Can you sing me another song? ”

"Hmm!"

Honghong nodded emphatically,

Yan Xingguo leaned on the back of the sofa and raised his head.

"The East is red, the sun rises ......"

Just in the midst of another song of red red,

Yan Xingguo's eyes gradually became trance,

He was a little tired and wanted to sleep,

Heavy eyelids closed,

He saw the yellow sand in the sky, and saw the old people who came out of the yellow sand,

Only this time, with the appearance of those old people, Yan Xingguo seemed to remember it in a trance.

Oh, that's it,

There are indeed a lot of old people here.

In this trance, the yellow sand in the sky turned into a green space.

……

Inside, it became quiet.

The old man Yan Xingguo lay on the sofa and slept quietly.

Legendary.

The stars carry a lot of expectations and hopes, but when people need her, she will come back to people.

Maybe Honghong appeared when the old man was lonely, just to tell him,

He was never just a man.