The leisurely life of rebirth

Fang Monan put down Diao Rong's phone call. Apart from the battle plan, there was no news about Mr. Lin's relatives after Diao Rong searched for a long time. She sent someone to look for the address given by the old man. A fire had passed, and life and death were uncertain. Things were unknown.

Ren Fei, until there is no definite information, Fang Monan does not intend to tell Mr. Lin the news, so he can only search slowly, hoping that the person is still alive.

After 12 o'clock, Dad and Han Zhiqian each set off a loud firecracker, and then they went back to their rooms to rest. In the end, only they knew who lost and who won.

Fang Monan thought about calling Andres and the others. The time difference happened to be noon over there, so he wouldn't delay others. Fang Monan dialed the numbers one after another, and the one he chatted with Jerry took the longest time.

The conversation lasted for an hour. Most of it was about medicine. Jerry probably asked all the questions he had accumulated in the past two months, and Fang Monan had no choice but to hold the phone and explain them one by one. Well! "First come.

Come here! A patient is here, let’s not talk anymore.” Jerry took the initiative to say after the lunch break.

Fang Monan hung up the phone. If a patient hadn't come in for consultation, Jerry probably wouldn't have hung up the phone. She put down the phone, flipped her hand over, and a cup appeared out of thin air. She took a deep gulp of warm water, and her throat instantly felt better.

A lot. After a phone call relay, eh! My mouth went dry.

Fang Monan stood up, stretched, and stamped his feet, "Let's go! Big Leaf and Xiao Hui go to bed." [

Xiao Hui put his front feet on the desk and kept rubbing his head against the phone.

Fang Monan shook her head in amusement and said, "Today's calls were all made by me. In the past, it was always him who called, and we don't have his phone number." She spread her hands, "So! The call can't be connected.

." Even with his phone number, it would probably be difficult to get through to him if he went to the army.

Xiao Hui was still unwilling to give in. The big leaf jumped three times on Xiao Hui's head. It urged Xiao Hui to leave quickly because it wanted to enter the space as soon as possible.

Xiao Hui looked at the phone, refusing to leave, "Oh! Who knows if he will call..." Before the words came out, the phone rang.

After three rings, Fang Monan pressed the hands-free button, "Tsk, tsk...it's really a call."

"Haha..." A low and magnetic voice sounded. "Nanny is really busy. I started calling at 12 o'clock, and I just called in now."

"I've been making outbound calls since ten o'clock, all of which are international long distance calls, and my phone bill has been completely inflated." Fang Monan sat down again and said with a smile.

"No wonder I can't get in." He Junyao held the microphone in his hand. After listening to her words, it was no wonder that all his friends were abroad. He suddenly asked curiously, "You have no friends of the same age. So are you lonely?"

"Gah! Lonely?" Fang Monan blurted out, "Only those who are full and have nothing to do are lonely." She added curiously, "You are not stimulated by something, are you?"

'Sure enough, that's the answer.' He Junyao muttered in his heart, "I can't be stimulated without me." It's just that those careless people asked him about his marriage. Damn, I want them to mind their own business whether I'm married or not. It's really full.

It's not that I don't know the reason, she must be deliberately irritating people! Humph! I can only verbally attack with these unsavory tricks. He is not afraid, since he has experienced hundreds of battles.

Invulnerable to all poisons. I'm just afraid that the old man will care about you.

"That's good, only in the era of materialistic desires will people feel lonely." Lonely people may not be happy, lonely people may not be strong, and they are lost because they are tired of the materialistic and narcotic life.

It's still going on, the city is still noisy, and the lost people are still looking." Fang Monan asked, "When you are poor, you don't have so many ideas, right?"

"Yes! After eating one meal, I was thinking about how to earn back the next meal! How can I have leisure time and feel sad about spring and autumn? It's really a young man who doesn't know the feeling of sorrow, so he just talks about sorrow in order to compose new words." He Junyao leaned on the back of his chair.

, you can hear the rustling sound of snow falling on the ground outside.

"Loneliness is the identity card of a lonely person, loneliness is the motto of a lonely person." Fang Monan said the classic line that he remembered in his mind.

He Junyao pondered her words carefully, and Xiao Hui was unwilling to take advantage of the silence on both sides, shouting "woo woo..." into the phone.

"Haha... Xiao Hui is also by your side." He Junyao said casually.

"That's right! It's because of it that we left a little late, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to answer the phone so quickly." Fang Monan said with a smile.

"Are you having a great time during the New Year?" He Junyao asked.

"The liveliness depends on your mood. It doesn't matter if you are lonely, even if you are in a busy city!" Fang Monan said with a smile.

He Junyao's eyes narrowed suddenly and he tasted it carefully, "But the taste is getting weaker and weaker this year." Except for the endless events they can attend.[

"It's because we have grown up and have experienced everything we should experience. It is difficult to regain the happy and exciting feeling of childhood. Without hope, there will be no joy in the New Year. Without joy, how can we talk about the strong flavor of the New Year!"

"Haha... Nian is something that should be left to children to admire!" Fang Monan said with a smile.

"Aren't you a child too? It seems that you are seventy or eighty years old." He Junyao's face was filled with black lines.

"Isn't it okay to be in an old state of mind?" Fang Monan laughed at himself, "Have you ever seen a child who talked to you about loneliness." In his past and present lives, he is more than forty years old, especially in cultivation. After being exposed to the knowledge in space, Confucianism

To rule the world, I don’t have that big ambition. To cultivate one’s morality through Taoism, and to cultivate one’s mind through Buddhism, I still have some understanding, and my state of mind is naturally old and old!

"Yes!" He Junyao said thoughtfully. He didn't say it but didn't think about it carefully. After thinking about it, he found that during the conversation, he found that although she was on the farm, she was as knowledgeable about the world as a scholar.

Her unhurried talk about the past and the present, and her comments about the smallest chicken and insect on the farm, can make people think about everything. Her eyes are calm, persistent, and insightful. Regardless of her age, she is like an enlightened hermit. There is no lack of words in her words.

The wisdom of survival.

"You're still talking about me! You're old enough now!" Fang Monan joked.

"To each other! Cheers to the two old-hearted people." He Junyao raised the wine glass in his hand to greet the people in the distance.

Fang Monan turned over and took out a glass of fruit wine from the space. "Cheers!" He tapped the phone lightly.

"Speaking of wine, I haven't thanked you for the fruit wine you sent me. It tastes really good." He Junyao drank it all in one gulp. "Purple red color, rich fruit flavor, light berry and vanilla flavors, and a long aftertaste made my grandma

Full of praise!”

"Of course, what I produce can be even worse." Fang Monan said in a rare rude tone.

"Tell me how you celebrated the New Year when you were young." Fang Monan asked curiously.

He Junyao put down his wine glass, fell into memories, and said slowly, "It's all a revolutionary Spring Festival, which has reduced the atmosphere of family fun. How can I think about it!" The older generation was driven out of power and suffered, but the younger generation still didn't care.

He was in the mood to celebrate the New Year. He asked, "What about you!"

Fang Monan thought of his memories of Nian in his previous life, "Nian is the spinning top that I played when I was a child, the sky cannon that I covered my ears with, the candies that are sweet to my heart, the festive red envelope that I hold in my hand, and the festive and brand-new clothes.

She added, "Then how did you spend the New Year in the army?"

"Aha! It was very difficult to celebrate the New Year in the army at first. The environment in the barracks was poor. There was no TV or radio in the barracks. Although the place was very lively during the New Year, the army barracks were cold and silent.

In addition to having a three-day holiday, the soldiers had a good dinner at the 30th night. Some of them played poker and chess. Some also went to nearby small shops to buy things. Most of them slept in bed.

"I feel better." He paused and continued, "It has been much better in the past two years. On the 30th night, I made dumplings with the soldiers, told stories, chatted about household matters, and stayed awake. I was happy." He added, "In general, what I feel is

What I received was not only a peaceful and joyful festival atmosphere, but also a kind of heroic spirit that made blood flow, a broad-minded lofty ideal and a sacred sense of responsibility and mission to defend the homeland and the country and maintain peace. "

After listening to his nagging narration, Fang Monan could imagine that it was the most intense time of the year. When thousands of families were reunited and enjoying the festival, most of their comrades regretted it for the sacred responsibility they shouldered.

I chose to celebrate the New Year in the army. Soldiers at this time are respectable.

He Junyao has more experience with these. After joining the army, he basically spent the Chinese New Year in the army. This year is the first time to spend the Chinese New Year at home with two elderly people. Some places are even more difficult. Eating dumplings on the snowy plateau is both bitter and joyful.

How sacred it is to stay up for the motherland on the silent New Year's Eve; the party for two people is lonely but not lonely; the unique and warm birthday greetings bear witness to the youth of fighting. The New Year mood of soldiers - deep and hot! Deeply hidden memories

The longing for home, sending thoughts and blessings from afar, no family can be reunited to ensure the reunion of thousands of families.

The rooster crowed again, "It's almost dawn, and I've delayed your rest again." He Junyao apologized, but there was no embarrassment in his tone.

"Humph! You don't mean what you say!" Fang Monan laughed.

"Haha..." He Junyao said with a smile, and Xiao Hui said "woof woof..." by the phone twice and said goodbye.

Fang Monan and him said to each other on the phone, "Happy New Year!" before hanging up the phone.

"It's time to go to bed now!" Fang Monan whispered to Da YeZi and Xiao Hui. She quietly opened the study door and returned to her bedroom. It was estimated that it would be time to get up again in two hours, so she

He slipped into space and went to sleep, letting her be lazy for once.

On the morning of the Spring Festival, Fang Monan and the others got up early as usual. The snow had stopped, and it was not heavy. There was only a thin layer. Fang Monan and the others did not go for morning exercises first, but opened the door and set off firecrackers first, which is called "opening the door."

"Firecrackers". After the sound of firecrackers, the ground was filled with broken red, shining like cloud brocade, which was called "Man Tang Hong". At this time, the sound of firecrackers could be heard in the distance, making the street full of auspiciousness and joy.rq!!![