Chapter 40: The Smell (New Book for Support)
"Uncle Yi, is that you? I'm annoyed that I didn't see you pinched. Although I was a little overjoyed, the person in front of me was finally the only one who was recognized by Mommy and Daddy at the same time.
Yi Zhonghai treated He Xiao as his own grandson from the bottom of his heart, and directly led him to live in the house, made a pot of tea, and took out all kinds of delicious things to entertain.
"Uncle Yi doesn't have any delicacies to greet you at home, it's just some peanuts and candies.
If you don't dislike it, eat some, since the first aunt is gone, there have been no guests at home for a long time, and it is rare to be able to come to the guests. ”
He Xiao grew up in an environment of rich material life, and he didn't care about these at all, but was interested in the house he lived in, the architectural style of the Qing Dynasty, and couldn't put it down and touched the carved doors and windows.
"It's amazing, before I came to the capital, I heard the professors and teachers say that the decorations in the courtyard are all carved works of art worth years, and today I can finally open my eyes."
Yi Zhonghai, an uncle, looked at He Xiao in front of him and looked a little childish, although he had seen it only a handful of times, his words and deeds were actually similar to those of Silly Zhu.
Thinking that he had no children and no daughters, he was inevitably a little sad, his eyes were red, and he turned his face to secretly wipe away his tears, trying to hide his sadness.
Who knew that He Xiao grew up under the influence of Lou Xiao'e since he was a child, and no one seemed to be able to escape his eyes, and when he turned around, he observed subtle movements, looked at them, sat down and picked up a few peanuts and pretended to eat them, narrowing the distance between everyone.
"Click, the peanuts are crunchy, even the heart is also crispy, delicious and pinched,
It can't be my daddy's bomb, right? ”
Yi Zhonghai saw that his way of speaking was somewhat similar to that of Silly Zhu, and the inexplicable uncomfortable emotions in his heart were instantly released.
He choked up and said, "You are a small stupid pillar, if I have children and grandchildren, I will be about the same age as you, but unfortunately I don't have that blessing."
Ay! Life is impermanent, my wife is gone, this day is becoming more and more hopeless, it seems that I am also waiting for food and drink, waiting for death, and living like a year in the future! ”
While saying that, he was not busy wiping his tears, squinting his eyes and inadvertently observing the familiar stranger in front of him, eager to get the truest feedback and pity.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the room was rendered sad, and even the temperature dropped several degrees in an instant, and the involuntary chill seemed to have become a common point between the two.
He Xiao nodded slightly, reached out and patted his shoulder, comforting.
"Uncle Yi, Daddy is as close as your son, I am naturally your grandson, and I will often come to visit you in the compound in the future.
We have been a family for a long time, and I believe that even Mommy will agree with this, so you can rest assured. When he said these words emotionally, a little tear appeared in the corner of his eye.
It can be seen that it is indeed from the heart, and he did not forget to take out a handkerchief to wipe his tears, and the two of them sat in the house like their own grandchildren and grandchildren, chatting about everything and everything.
You must know that most of He Xiao's personality is inherited from Lou Xiao'e, she is careful and exquisite, does not easily let go of every detail, and specially takes out a pen and paper to outline the architectural drawings of the courtyard.
Even though it's just a simple sketch, it's all there, leaving no key structures, and the vivid drawings are displayed in front of you.
"Uncle Yi, look at what is wrong, what's wrong? Good grandson, I'm okay with my drawing, right?
Hehe, I'm finally going to apply for the University of Architecture and Design, and the foundation is still a little, but you still have to evaluate it. ”
Yi Zhonghai looked at the painting in front of him, holding it with trembling hands, so excited that he couldn't speak, and gave a thumbs up.
First he walked back and forth in the house, and then walked out of the compound, carefully examining each structure in the painting, leaving no trace behind, like a professional supervisor.
After going around a few times, he sat on the stone bench in the courtyard before he nodded and smiled with satisfaction.
"It's done, I see that you can do it, good grandson, you can eat this bowl of rice.
This drawing is properly a professional surveyor is not as meticulous as you draw, the proportion is scientific, the water chestnut is clear, and almost no stroke is superfluous.
I'm a steel mill fitter for decades. As he spoke, he handed the drawings back, no longer put away his suspicions, and looked at the 18-year-old boy in front of him with a shocked expression, as if he was frightened and afraid.
You must know that Yi Zhonghai is a well-known "eighth-level fitter" in the Red Star Rolling Mill, known for his craftsman spirit, and is very respected in the eighties, at least in this compound, there is no one to beat.
Just now he said the words of agreement, which can instantly make people get great spiritual satisfaction, He Xiao heard this, the facial features on his face gradually relaxed, and he smiled slightly.
"You are worthy of being the most qualified senior in the compound, you are a mountain in front of me that can never be crossed, and there is still a lot to learn from you in the future." After finishing speaking, roll up the drawings and stuff them in your pocket, and take out your camera to take pictures.
When Yi Zhonghai heard this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, the lines on his forehead stretched, his nervous expression was released, he took out a cigarette and lit it and smoked it.
"You are very similar to Silly Zhu, he is a chef who strives for excellence, you are a well-designed architect, and sure enough, there is no dog in the tiger father."
Click, click! After taking a few photos in a row, He Xiao put down the camera, put away his smiling face, became a little dignified, and looked at Yi Zhonghai.
"What? Do you want to smoke too? Could it be that I have on my face? While swallowing clouds and spitting fog, he said direct words, and after getting acquainted with it, he even began to speak without scruples.
It is undeniable that Yi Zhonghai is an old fritter who has worked hard for decades, and he can't fool his eyes that can see through people's hearts at any time.
He Xiao also asked without scruples.
"Uncle Yi, you said just now that we are grandchildren, and I will say it bluntly if I have something to say.
This time I came to the compound to meet my father's biological father, I heard that he was back, as a grandson, I have to come to visit him first, otherwise I will become an unfilial descendant. ”
As soon as the words fell, hiss! Half of the cigarette fell to the ground, and his feet were extinguished, Yi Zhonghai suddenly looked embarrassed, turned around, and threw his hands behind his back.
"I don't know, I haven't seen anyone, you can find someone else by yourself!" Drop this sentence and walk away.
The sudden change made people confused, He Xiao stood in place dumbfounded, his brain hadn't turned a corner, looking at the figure that was gradually moving away, he shook his head and sighed.
"There is really no one in this compound who is good, even he is no exception, it seems that I overestimated the people here, all of them are beasts, this time I am really disgusted."
turned around and was about to leave, but when he walked to the door, he was stopped by an old man wearing a cotton hat and a black coat, which seemed a little surprised, because the other party was tightly covered and could not see his appearance.
Holding an iron hook in his hand, he could smell a stench from a distance of several meters, like the kind of thick stench mixed between a dead rat and stinky tofu that rushed straight into his nose.