216 Back to the city
chatted with Ai Muhua for a while, and Ai Muhua said that he would hold a farewell banquet for Zhang Cundao. However, Zhang Cundao refused. His tickets are all purchased!
It would take nearly ten days to return from the Yellow Spring Sect in the Misty World to the Nine Colored Xia Sect. But in the real world, it only takes more than seven hours to take the high-speed railway from Shu County back to Zijin City. It's faster if you're flying.
However, Zhang Cundao doesn't like to take a plane, he prefers to take a train to see the scenery.
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On the train, Zhang Cundao was writing on the small board in front of his seat. Next to him was a tiger-headed little boy, who was quiet and watching him write.
The boy's mother had fallen asleep in her seat, and it was clear that she was really sleepy.
After being stared at by the little boy for a while, Zhang Cundao took out a pack of wafers from the backpack behind him, opened it and handed it to the little boy and said, "Do you want to eat cookies?" β
The little boy did not take the biscuit for the first time, but put his hand to his lips, 'shhh', and then whispered: "Don't say it so loudly, my mother is asleep." Don't wake her up. β
"Oooh!" Zhang Cundao immediately spoke in a low voice. Then he said to him, "You are so sensible, you know that you feel sorry for your mother." β
He wanted to praise the little boy, but he didn't expect the little boy to pout his mouth and say, "I went to bed very early last night, but my mother wanted to watch TV, and I saw it very late." I didn't listen to her when I told her to sleep, you see, she didn't have the energy today. The kindergarten teacher said that if you don't sleep during the day, you will collapse in the afternoon. If you don't sleep at night, you will collapse in a day. β
After he finished speaking, he glanced at his old mother with disgust, as if he was annoyed by her bad routine.
Just as the child was talking, Zhang Cundao had already seen his mother's ears turn red, she turned her head unnaturally, obviously pretending to be asleep, but she heard her son complaining about her to others, which made her a little embarrassed, so she continued to pretend to be asleep.
In fact, even if you are sleepy, where can such a big-hearted mother dare to sleep to death with her child.
Zhang Cundao smiled secretly and said, "You worry too much about your mother, come, eat a biscuit." He continued to pass the box of biscuits, and the little boy took the biscuits and ate them happily.
Zhang Cundao's affinity is still very strong, whether it is this little boy or the child's mother, they are very relieved of him. This is his unique affinity for people after practicing, especially after practicing the "Caiyuan Sutra".
In the past, because of the vitality of "Yellow Bud Sutra", he would affect other people, especially children with pure hearts. Now that he has cultivated the "Caiyuan Sutra", the 'light' and 'warmth' emanating from his body will make all the people around him feel at peace and peace.
He is like a large infrared life light emitter, which will invisibly warm everyone around him. It will make people believe in him from the bottom of their hearts and get close to him.
So, even if it's on the train, even if it's a stranger. The young mother next to him still dared to fall asleep beside him, and the smart children were not wary of him. Because by his side, there is an inexplicable sense of security.
When the child finished eating half a box of biscuits, Zhang Cundao opened another bottle of water and fed him. At this time, the young mother woke up 'inadvertently'.
When she woke up, she pretended to be surprised and said, "Baby, how do you eat other people's things, have you ever thanked your uncle?" β
But the little boy said, "Whoever told you to sleep, I am hungry." I have thanked my uncle. "He's still very polite.
The young mother hurriedly smiled at Zhang Cundao, also took out the food from her bag, and said, "I'm really sorry, I have some pastries here, please eat them too." β
It was a pea cake she made herself, the color was like fine beeswax, and it looked delicious.
Zhang Cundao ate unceremoniously, and after chatting a few words, he knew that the mother and son were going to visit their husbands who were working outside.
A few hours later, the mother and son got off the bus at the station, and the little boy and Zhang Cundao said goodbye reluctantly. After they got out of the car, it was an elderly couple sitting next to Zhang Cundao.
The two old men should be in their sixties and appear to be in good spirits. As soon as they saw Zhang Cundao, they were attracted by this spiritual young man, and then they started talking.
The two old men went on a tour, when they were young, they were busy with work, and they rarely went out even in the city, and now they are retired, and they are running around the world while they are still in good health.
Seeing Zhang Cundao writing, the old man smiled and said, "The young man is good, I've practiced it." β
Zhang Cundao said: "I practiced casually, at least it wasn't ugly." β
The old man looked at it carefully, but said: "Without more than ten years of hard work, you can't practice this character." The young man is kind-hearted. When I was young, I was writing materials in the agency, and I was selected by my old superiors because of my beautiful pen handwriting, which is like a human shape, whether a person's character is good or not, just look at his words. The old man chattered, and Zhang Cundao listened honestly.
The two old men were also from Zijin City, and they chatted with Zhang Cundao very well along the way. After knowing that Zhang Cundao was a student of Zijin University, he exchanged phone numbers with Zhang Cundao. said that they had the opportunity to introduce their granddaughter to Zhang Cundao!
Sometimes, it's not good to be too attractive, and it's easy to attract bees and butterflies.
A few hours later, the train finally arrived. The old couple still wanted to invite Zhang Cundao to dinner. However, he was politely rejected by Zhang Cundao.
Back in the family area after a few months of absence, a thin layer of dust has fallen on the home. Zhang Cundao sorted it out, and then sent Wen Xi and Zhu Xuanxuan a message that he had arrived home.
After the news was sent, Zhu Xuanxuan quickly replied to the message, saying, "Are you back?" That's great! I miss you so much! Let's go out to dinner. β
On Wen Xi's side, it took a long time before he sent back an 'oh' word.
Zhang Cundao smashed it, smashed it, and then picked up the phone and called Grandma Wen.
"Hey, grandma is me. Well, I'm back. Miss what you've cooked...... Well, I'll go to dinner in the evening...... Okay, I understand, I'll pick her up. β
After talking to Grandma Wen on the phone, Zhang Cundao cleaned himself up, looked at the time, and planned to go to the company.
He took a bus to the industrial park and then joined his company. Everyone saw the boss they hadn't seen for a long time, and they all greeted him warmly.
He chatted with his colleagues for a while, then came to Wen Xi's office and knocked lightly on the door.
"Come in." Wen Xi's voice sounded.
Zhang Cundao pushed the door in, Wen Xi saw that it was him, and then lowered his head expressionlessly and continued to look at the documents.
"I'm back." Zhang Cundao coughed lightly and said.
"Hmm." Wen Xi was very rusty.
"I just called my grandmother to report that I was safe, and my grandmother asked me to go to the house for dinner." Zhang Cundao said.
"Huh?!" Wen Xi raised his head and looked at him with a stern gaze.
"I agreed. I miss my grandmother's craft, too. Zhang Cundao said very shamefully.
"Let's go back together after work, I'll wait for you." Zhang Cundao didn't give her a chance to react, said it straightforwardly, and then turned around and left the office.
There is still an hour left before the end of work. Zhang Cundao and Zhu Xuanxuan agreed to have dinner tomorrow, and then went to the computer room to look at the cerebellum. He has to replenish the cerebellar brain, otherwise the cerebellar brain will not be able to withstand it.
Looking at the fist-sized box in front of him, Zhang Cundao suddenly said, "You said that if you were given a body, what would you use it for?" β
He had this idea in his mind, but he had some concerns. The collapse of Huang Yaguan flashed in his mind, giving the cerebellar brain a body, what if something happened?
In the end, Zhang Cundao still shook his head, now that the time has not come, this matter is not in a hurry.
Waited a little and waited until it was time to get off work. Zhang Cundao came to the door of Wen Xi's office and waited for her. However, Wen Xi is obviously not active today, and she will not leave if she continues to stay in the office.
"I'm not active after work, and I have a problem with my thinking." Zhang Cundao said lightly, while saying goodbye to the others, he dialed Grandma Wen's phone.
After a while, Wen Xi's office suddenly opened, Wen Xi looked at Zhang Cundao angrily, and said, "You don't want to find parents for something, it seems that you are very naΓ―ve!" Do you think it's a child quarrel? β
Zhang Cundao immediately said: "Although this trick is a little embarrassing, it is really effective." Alright, let's go home and eat. β
Wen Xi glared at him, but finally cleaned up and went back with him. The two walked out of the industrial park silently, silently waiting for the bus, even if they stood on the bus face to face, the two did not say a word.
Wen Xi's personality is a little more serious, she is angry, it is difficult to coax.
When she arrived at Wen Xi's house, Grandma Wen was very happy, she had already prepared a large table of dishes, and kept serving dishes to Zhang Cundao. In front of her family, Wen Xi didn't have a bad face, but there was no communication during the whole process, and Grandma Wen shook her head.
After eating, Zhang Cundao said goodbye and left. Wen Xi was kicked out by Grandma Wen and asked her to send Zhang Cundao.
The two walked on campus one after the other, and suddenly, Zhang Cundao took out a thick pack of cards from his arms.
"It's a gift for you." Zhang Cundao said.
"Humph!" Wen Xi is not the kind of person who can be coaxed with ordinary gifts, she didn't even look at what the gift was.
Zhang Cundao was not annoyed, he said: "This is a postcard of Shu County, Shu County is a famous historical and cultural city, and many scenic spots and history have been made into postcards." Every day, I buy a different one and write down a sentence. If you can't go, but see these postcards, I think you'll be a little happier. β
Wen Xi naturally disdained ordinary gifts, but this kind of gift was very appetizing to her. She is a female student in the Department of Literature.
And during this time, sending postcards to each other was also popular.
Wen Xi looked at the thick stack of postcards, which were carefully tied with ribbons. She hesitated, but accepted the gift. The mouth still said: "You don't say goodbye, and you are gone for months, I am angry." If you don't give me a good explanation, I won't forgive you. β
As she spoke, she saw the words written on the first postcard.
'Thousands of trees bloom on the night of the east wind. More blown down, the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.
Moth snow willow golden wisps. The laughter is full of dark fragrance. The crowd is looking for her thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. β
She couldn't help but read the poem softly, especially the last sentence, 'The crowd is looking for her a thousand times.' Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. It struck her heart even more.
"You wrote this?" At this time, her tone suddenly became soft, without the stiffness and indifference just now. It was as if the jade mussel had been pried open, revealing its soft heart.
The lethality of poetry varies from person to person, and the effect on Wen Xi is particularly good, if it is written to Zhu Xuanxuan, it is estimated that she will 'giggle' and smile, and then say 'It's so meaty, I like it so much' and it's over.
"Yes, that's what I wrote." Zhang Cundao said. This is indeed what he 'wrote', and he wrote it for hours on the train.
It's just that this poem was taken from the red leaf demon back then.
Hearing Zhang Cundao's admission, Wen Xi's eyes also became bright. She muttered, "I never knew you could write poetry." β
Zhang Cundao shook his head and said, "It's true that I can't write poetry, I just wrote down my feelings." It is a poem of its own. β
"Poor mouth!" Wen Xi scolded him with a smile, and his heart disappeared in his heart for saying goodbye to him in the past few months and being irresponsible to him.
(End of chapter)