The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   After reading the text message several times, thinking of his mother's regretful expression, Zhang Xuan moved his thumb and began to edit the text message.

  SMS content: I have time, I will introduce someone to you, she wants to know you very much.

   Check it again, after confirming that there is no problem, press the send button, and clear all the text messages later. This method is commonly known as destroying corpses and eradicating traces.

   With a black belly and smartness, he should be able to guess who he was talking about?

   After waiting for a few minutes without seeing a reply to the text message, he put the phone in his pocket, although he was a little disappointed, but it was expected.

   If you don’t care about it, don’t care about it, alas, it’s like this anyway, take it slowly.

  Did not dare to take shortcuts on field paths in heavy snow days, for fear of stepping on the ground or slipping into the field.

drink wine.

  As soon as he entered Lao Du's house, Du Kedong took him to drink, saying that he wanted to drink.

Zhang Xuan glanced at the two brats with hanging bottles in the living room, and then at the sisters Ai Qing and Du Jingling with panda eyes, and instantly understood why the father-in-law wanted to drink. Do you have a minor illness and don't know when you will come?

   But it's really torture.

   It's just a little distressed for my wife, with a haggard look on her face.

  Old Du's drinking capacity has never improved, and he is always mediocre, but his wine quality is not bad. He is not noisy when he is drunk, and he sleeps like a pig lying on the sofa, fragrant.

  Zhang Xuan took the opportunity to go out on the road with Shuang Ling.

   "Aren't you drunk? Do you want to sleep?" Seeing his blushing face, Du Shuangling, who was holding his arm, asked concerned.

   "Fortunately, your father's drinking capacity can't hold me, don't worry." Zhang Xuan patted the back of her hand lightly, and looked at a peach grove by the roadside.

  Accidentally found buds and bone buds at the tips of several peach trees, which made his heart tremble. It seems that spring is not far away, and peach blossoms are not far away, which is a good sign.

  The two of them walked around the Taolin with great interest and took a lot of photos. Among them, they talked about Lilith.

  Du Shuangling said: "Chen Risheng married Lilith on the sixth day of the sixth day, and it may be hard for her to survive."

  Zhang Xuan sighed with emotion in a low voice: "I don't know if her grandma can survive this test."

  Du Shuangling looked forward and said: "I hope it gets better. I will give her a red envelope when the time comes, what do you think my dear?"

  Zhang Xuan was stunned for a moment, reached out to grab her palm, and remained silent.

  It took a long time before he said, "I'm sorry."

  Du Shuangling asked: "Why did you say sorry?"

  Zhang Xuan said: "I have wronged you."

  Tears flashed in Du Shuangling's eyes, she leaned her head on his arm and muttered with a smile: "Everyone envies me, saying that I have found such a handsome husband and made money."

   This sentence is inexplicably familiar. In the previous life, I had no money and no fame. When the two of them went out to have dinner with friends and colleagues, this was the most complimented behind their backs: Your husband is so good-looking.

  Du Shuangling felt very useful at this time, and when he got home, he would pester him to the bedroom to have a good time. In the previous life, he was useless, only a skin left.

  Oh, things between the husband and wife are okay, but the golden finger has not reached the peak level.

   Now that I think about it, it should be because there are too few experimental subjects.

  Ah! Bah, what a **** shame!

  Zhang Xuan asked with a smile: "Who is boasting?"

  Du Shuangling tilted her head to look at his face: "The relatives and neighbors all praise."

  Zhang Xuan whispered in her ear: "Is your mind moving now?"

  Du Shuangling gave him a hard look, then pursed her lips and smiled: "It's broad daylight, don't seduce your wife."

  While talking and walking, the two ran into Xiao Shaowan's family crossing the river to visit grandma's house for New Year's greetings.

  Du Shuangling and Xiao Shaowan greeted each other, and the two sisters were still as friendly as ever.

  Zhang Xuan just stood on the side, his eyes did not fluctuate. When his eyes collided with Xiao Shaowan's parents, both of them would smile, which was considered polite.

  Xiao Caiwen is not so particular, his eyes are like a strong wind

  The two of them scratched their bodies, their heads raised slightly, and they showed an air of disdain, mixed with the meaning of arguing for their sister.

  Watching the family leave, the two looked at each other and walked back tacitly.

  Du Kedong slept on the sofa for an hour, and when he woke up, he brought Zhang Xuan and Du Shuangling around to celebrate the New Year. The relatives of Lao Du's family are all close to each other, and they visited seven or eight houses in one afternoon. They drank saliva and said a few words, and then put some melon seeds and peanuts in their pockets.

  The customs here are like this. There are many relatives. Otherwise, there is no way to finish worshiping.

   The next meal is invited by his family, and there are still dozens of people, several tables, and it will be like this until the fourth and fifth day of the new year before giving up.

  After walking for a day, my feet were a little tired, and my calves even had some cramps, but Shuang Ling was in a good mood, and the two of them entangled until late at night before going to sleep.

  Zhang Xuan kissed her, and joked: "Don't you just boast all the way in the afternoon, you just boast like this? Torture your man hard?"

  Blushing, Du Shuangling buried her head in his neck, closed her eyes and smiled slightly.

   After a long time, she said with satisfaction: "Sleep, I have to go to my aunt's house tomorrow to pay New Year's greetings."

   "Yeah." Thinking of going home next year to celebrate the New Year, I feel my legs are tired again in an instant, so let's go to sleep, go to sleep.

I met a group of cousin's children at my aunt's house. Qianqian, who was a half-grown child a few years ago, has grown up and is slim. Audi, she will be a proper strong woman in the future.

  Yang Jia has been hiding outside to work since the graduation incident, and dare not go home for the New Year. Zhang Xuan doesn't know how she is doing now? I haven't seen her for a while.

  Brother Hua's second daughter, Yang Rong, is currently working in the County Family Planning Bureau.

  As for the children of other cousins ​​and cousins, the older one is only 15 years old, and the younger one is still being held in his arms.

  When Zhang Xuan and Du Shuangling looked at them, shyness bloomed on their faces to varying degrees. This is the best age.

  My aunt has good legs and feet, so she has to go to Shangcun to see what she says, and to put incense on the ancestral tablet of the old Zhang family. A group of people supported each other in the snow and returned to the crossroad just in time for dinner.

  It cleared up on the third day of junior high school, the morning breeze after the snow was cool and cool, and the ice pendants on the paulownia trees were shining brightly, and began to exude the breath of spring.

   "Brother, call."

  When Zhang Xuan took Du Shuangling to chat with relatives who came to pay New Year's greetings, Zhang Ping, who was in charge of hygiene, yelled at him at the entrance of the corridor.

"okay."

  In the past few days, he has called every day and from time to time, and everyone is no stranger to it.

   On the contrary, if he doesn't have a phone, something is wrong. After all, there is such a big business there, and it is not unusual if he is not busy.

"Hello."

   Three steps and two steps, Zhang Xuan came to the sofa and picked up the receiver.

  「Zhang Xuan, Happy New Year.」

  Hearing this voice, Zhang Xuan came to his senses. This year is the third year of junior high school. Come on, this girl Wen Hui calls herself every year in the third year of junior high school, and this year is no exception.

   It feels like a ritual, but it's a bit like coping.

"thank you, happy New Year."

  With one "thank you" and two "Happy New Years", the two people who had a tacit understanding stopped suddenly and fell silent. They didn't know what to say next?

  After waiting for a while without hearing the sound, Zhang Xuan asked, "Didn't you make a draft before calling? Is there anything you want to say on this call?"

  Wen Hui asked: "Is the double singer here?"

  Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes: "That's it?"

  Wen Hui smiled knowingly, but remained silent.

  After a while, Zhang Xuan slowly asked: "How are you doing?"

  Wenhui replied: "It's okay."

  Zhang Xuan asked: "What are you doing?"

  Wen Hui stroked her hair with her fingers, and said, "I went to Sweden to participate in a piano concert a few years ago, and I have been practicing piano music recently."

   As she spoke, she added: "My aunt encouraged me to make a piano album."

  Zhang Xuan congratulated and said: "This is a good thing, you play the piano so well, I can see that the album will be good, and it will definitely sell well."

  Wen Hui said what was in her heart: "I didn't think about it being a big sale, but I thought it was commemorative."

  Zhang Xuan asked: "Are there any songs I am familiar with in the album?"

  Wen Hui shook her head lightly: "No."

  Zhang Xuan was a little disappointed: "Not a single familiar song?"

  Wen Hui remained silent.

  Zhang Xuan paused and said, "Wait a minute, Shuangling is downstairs, I'll call her for you."

   Before he put down the receiver, Wen Hui said quietly: "I have been practicing "Exodus", but this song is different from the album I prepared, so I didn't plan to include it. "

  Zhang Xuan understands that "Exodus" is a famous piece, but it is not popular in the classical piano circle, and it does not conform to Wenhui's style.

  He made an impromptu request: "Can you play it for me now?"

  Wenhui asked: "Now?"

  Zhang Xuan sat down on the sofa, "Yes, I'm listening on the phone right now."

  Wen Hui stared at the phone for a few seconds, agreed, and then she left her bedroom, and went to the piano room next door under the gaze of many eyes in the living room.

  First, she closed the door of the piano room, knocked down the peg from the inside, and then turned on the mobile phone and played it on the piano. After sitting upright for a while, feeling that her emotions were brewing in place, she raised her beautiful hands on the black and white keys, and started playing.

   "Exodus" is a fast-paced piano piece, with passion, shock and majesty as its core throughout.

   This piece of music is very meaningful to the two of them, and the beautiful notes are automatically substituted into Zhang Xuan as soon as they come out.

Listening, the old man slumped heavily on the sofa, and slowly closed his eyes. He couldn't help but recall the scenes of the two of them in the piano room, listening to her playing this piece in the piano room of Zhongda University. bit by bit.

  It is said that there is a sympathy, and it is a coincidence. Although Wen Huiyangchun's ten fingers are moving rhythmically, the past images are playing in his mind like a movie.

  Time passed minute by minute.

  The piano piece climaxed in silence, and ended in silence, and finally the two fell into silence again.

   After playing a song, Wen Hui seemed to have exhausted all her strength. She leaned limply on the piano and stared at her phone in a daze.

   After a long time, Zhang Xuan opened his eyes and asked, "Are you still there?"

  Wen Hui hummed lightly.

  Zhang Xuan said in a strange way: "I want to eat your cooking."

  Wen Hui's red lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.

   Zhang Xuan looked back at the entrance of the same corridor, but there was no one there. He got up and said, "Wait a minute, I'll call Shuangling for you."

  Wen Hui spoke out this time, and said softly, "I'll call back later."

  Zhang Xuan withdrew his outstretched foot, knowing in his heart that this was to avoid suspicion. After all, the two had been on the phone for a long time just now.

  Zhang Xuan's half-truth and half-hypothesis: "Later, if it's me who answers the call again, what should you do? Just hang up or spend time with ***?"

  Wen Hui's dexterous little mouth pouted slightly, and said with a smile: "You still love to hold grudges so much."

  Zhang Xuan said: "I'm just a mere mortal. After you left, I love to hold grudges even more."

  Wen Hui's heart fluctuated, and she looked out through the window.

  Zhang Xuan asked: "Are you busy today?"

  Wenhui replied: "It's not very busy to rest today."

  Zhang Xuan asked: "Are there no guests at home?"

  Wen Hui said: "Yes, but they are all relatives whom we often see on weekdays, and there are not so many rules."

  That’s true, they’re all seven aunts and eight aunts, cousins ​​and cousins ​​who are very close to each other.

  Wen Hui

  Ask: "How is Auntie doing?"

  Zhang Xuan said: "Her food is delicious and her body is very good. You should worry about me. Your appetite has been spoiled by you. I haven't had a comfortable meal for a long time."

  Knowing that he is trying to change his ways and wants to cook for him, how can Wen Hui not understand? She doesn’t answer at all, but instead asks: “I heard that Mi Jian and Shuang Ling met?”

  Zhang Xuan subconsciously asked: "How do you know?"

   Then he came to his senses: "Li Shiqing told you so openly?"

  Wen Hui said: "Shuang Ling told me."

   Zhang Xuan was stunned, and instantly understood what she meant. This was a tactful rejection.

  Comrade Ruan Xiuqin, Yang Yongjian and Lilith can all guess what will happen when Shuang Ling and Mi Jian meet?

  How could the thoughtful Wenhui fail to guess? Even if the guess is incomplete, there will always be some clues.

   Sure enough, the next second Wen Hui said: "I'm a little tired, I'll hang up first, and call back at night."

   After finishing speaking, the phone hung up without waiting for Zhang Xuan to reply.

  Zhang Xuan sighed and put the receiver back. At this moment, he had a thousand words in his heart, but he had nowhere to say them.

  Wenhui lowered her head and held the phone screen that had recovered to calmness, and she put it down for a long time. Then she got up and went to the window, opened the glass window, put her hands on the window sill for strength, and stared at the drizzle outside in a daze.

   Crack! Crack! Crack!  …

  There were firecrackers downstairs, Zhang Xuan stretched out his head to check, and found that Mr. Chen and his wife from the next town had come.

   That's right, he is no stranger to this scene, it happened in his previous life, he is here for a visit, and he has already recognized Lao Zhang's family as his in-laws.

   But I didn’t admit my mistake. Although the unreliable second sister abducted his son, the two of them were indeed together outside, and later they got married and had children.

  Concentrating his thoughts, Zhang Xuan went to the first floor. Although he was not in a beautiful mood, there were many guests at home today, so he had to help.

In the evening, Wen Hui really called, this time counting the time, and it happened that Shuangling was also on the second floor, Zhang Xuan pretended to greet her, and didn't say anything more, it's time to watch TV and read books .

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