Star fruit likes to listen to Li Qingyan's reasoning. But this time, she really doesn't seem to understand. The girl's sensitive mind realized that this topic was not good and continued. She was about to end it, but a voice helped her "get out of the way".

My stomach rumbled.

Her face flushed.

Li Qingyan immediately said: "Sure enough, women are more hungry." My stomach has been screaming so many times. But it's also here. ”

He stopped, and star fruit saw a sign with black letters on a white background hanging on the doorpost of a courtyard equipped with an iron gate on the side of the road: Hongyang Street Office, Qingjiang District, Beishan City.

She looked into the courtyard again and was stunned.

Actually, it's a little cottage - very old-fashioned, simple kind. The yard is not too big, but it is definitely not small either. Trees were planted along the walls, and they were very luxuriant for some years. The floor is paved with tiles, and there are two sets of stone tables and benches on both sides of the courtyard.

And a bunch of old men.

There are two players playing chess. One is playing chess, the other is playing Go. There were also two people walking around the yard doing hand-shaking exercises, and their mouths were full of whine.

There was also an older one at the door on the first floor, napping on a chaise longue.

She couldn't help but look at the sign again, making sure it wasn't a senior club.

But Li Qingyan had already walked in. As soon as they entered the yard, they began to greet each other, calling "Grandpa Zhang", "Grandpa Wang", "Grandpa Zhao" and "Grandpa Li". The old men must know him well. Some ignored him and only nodded slightly. Some said, "Xiao Li is back."

Carambola walked behind him, looking at the old men curiously. Then she noticed that several old men were also looking at her, and she quickly lowered her head.

Walking to the door, Li Qingyan stopped beside the old man on the recliner: "Director Fang." ”

It turned out that the old man was pretending to sleep. Hearing his voice, he opened his eyes and said, "I'm back." ”

"Hmm. ”

The old man glanced at the star fruit again, and his eyes widened slightly: "Who is this doll?"

"It's star fruit. I recognize her as my sister. Li Qingyan said with a smile.

The old man's gaze swept over star fruit's wrist and then at her head—the head, not the face. Overhead, to be exact.

Then he closed his eyes again and waved his hand: "Just take it back." ”

Star fruit was a little puzzled - in fact, after being with Li Qingyan, she often wondered - this old man looked very old. She felt at least eighty or ninety years old. Although there is no gray and decaying aura on his face, he still looks powerful and angular, but ......

Li Qingyan called him "Director Fang...... Is he the director of this neighborhood office? At such an age?

Li Qingyan squatted down, put his two hands on the armrests of the recliner, and smiled: "Director Fang, I'm sorry for you." ”

Seeing him as a startambola, his eyes widened - he always felt that he was a serious person. But that's the way it goes??

The old man seemed to have a smile on his face, and made a voice between "um" and "hum": "Say." ”

"Get my sister a household registration. It's on our Hongyang street, and it's on my house. ”

The old man opened his eyes and glanced at Li Qingyan with a smile: "Ha...... 'get a household registration'? What else do you want to do?"

"There's something else going on. Li Qingyan said with a smile, "I also want to send her to a cultivation class." ”

The old man frowned, waved his hand, and continued to sleep. The meaning is obvious: I have nothing to say to you.

Star fruit's heart sank. I don't think this Director Fang is easy to talk at all. But she can understand that it is indeed difficult to "get a household registration". The first generation of Wastelanders were almost all exiles, and their personal freedom was severely restricted. In the second generation, it improved slightly, and it was able to move from farm to farm, but it was still extremely difficult to "get to the city".

Forty years after her generation, the policy had loosened, and people on the farm could go to the city with a migration permit. But even "errands" require a migration permit, let alone settle in the city or Beishan?

She pursed her lips, intending to pull Li Qingyan. I haven't figured out what to say yet, but I just don't want to beg him for this difficult old man.

But Li Qingyan smiled again: "I'll write you a mysterious tower." ”

The old man immediately opened his eyes. However, he glared at Li Qingyan and closed it again: "I don't want it now." ”

Li Qingyan also smiled: "You will have a big birthday next month." I'll send you another picture of a pine crane. ”

The old man's fingers tapped on the armrest, as if he was mentally weighing whether it was worth it. Li Qingyan sighed: "Alas. All right. I know you're in a bad situation, and I beg my friend to go. ”

The old man coughed and sat up: "Forget it." So be it. But when do you have to put it off? next month?"

"Look at what you said. The day after tomorrow at the latest. ”

"Okay. Go, go. Settle your sister and show it to me. If nothing is wrong, I'll try. ”

Li Qingyan smiled, and pulled the star fruit into the door.

By this time, the girl had not yet reacted - how did this come to be?

There are two rooms on the left and right at the entrance. The one on the left should be the office. The room is quite large, but there are only two desks. She thought it should be Li Qingyan and Director Fang. On the right seemed to be the conference room—she didn't know what the two were going to be going to open there.

Passing through the hallway, I saw several rooms on the other side, but the doors were closed. Li Qingyan led her up the stairs on the right.

The second floor is older than the first, with white walls, green wall skirts, and concrete floors, and you can hear the echo of the footsteps of two people. Li Qingyan stretched out his hand and turned on the corridor light, but it still looked a little dark. He led her to the third room on the left and pushed the door open.

It's a big house. Carambola felt bigger than the entire house her family had allocated on the farm. But there was only a single bed, an old wooden table, and a chair in the room. A breeze blew in through the half-open green-framed windows, making the room look exceptionally empty.

"Deal with it here for a few days. The relaxed smile when facing "Director Fang" just now disappeared from Li Qingyan's face, and he changed to the gentle and calm demeanor he had always had. Carambola now realizes that this "gentleness" should not have faithfully reflected his heart. He just seemed used to it.

"Director Hefang, don't say much. He knows as much about you as he does Lu Buxiu. You don't have to pay attention to those old grandfathers in the yard. They won't talk to you. They are all retired elderly people in the neighborhood, and Director Fang used to be colleagues. ”

As he spoke, he took out the futon from a box in the corner of the room and laid it on the bed, then pointed to a door in the room: "This is the bathroom." Toiletries aren't there yet, I'll go out and buy them for you in a moment. ”

Carambola couldn't help but ask: "Does he ...... That's ...... old."

"You understand it as rehiring. Or the elderly exert their residual heat. It's more complicated, you'll find out later. ”

“...... Well. Star fruit sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to press the bedding. Pure white, like in a hospital. But it's clean and dry, and it's reassuring.

In a blink of an eye, she found Li Qingyan staring straight at her.

The girl's head rang slightly when she met his gaze. Stunned for a moment, immediately avoid. Only then did she realize that it was ...... Two people in a room alone.

...... What does that look mean?

Then I heard Li Qingyan say: "You have to be careful these days." I always felt that something was wrong. ”

He frowned slightly, walked to the window, looked out the window, and looked around the room again: "I hope I'm too careful." ”

The girl remembered that she still seemed to be in danger. For a moment, she almost forgot.

Li Qingyan turned around and was silent for a while: "But don't be afraid. Let's solve our problems together. ”