Chapter 39: Living Mouth Ring
byChapter 39: Living Mouth Ring
Ren Zhaoyuan knew from a very young age that his parents were people who contributed to the country. From the first time he wrote an essay on the topic "My Parents", his parents have always been his goals and idols.
Grandma kept telling him that Mom and Dad couldn't be by his side because they did great things, but they were the people who loved him the most in the world.
Ren Zhaoyuan firmly believed.
When he was a child, some classmates scolded him as a wild child without a mother and father.
orphan
, said his parents did not want him to run away, although he was angry and sad, he never doubted it.
Because he had seen the letters between his parents with his own eyes, his grandmother still kept several boxes of numeracy books that were no different from astronomy to him.
He wanted to make his parents who were far away proud.
This belief supported him through year after year, and became his only remaining spiritual sustenance in the blow of his grandmother's death and moving away from his uncle's house - there are still parents who love him in this world, and he has a family.
So Mingming became fascinated when he accidentally came into contact with jewelry design, but he still asked himself to take the college entrance examination according to the rules and choose a major that he thought would make his parents happy.
Because aunts and aunts think that the "shortcut" of learning art is not down-to-earth, not a "good" major, and it will be difficult to find a job in the future.
Ren Zhaoyuan thought at the time that his parents' thoughts would only be closer to his uncle and aunt, especially when he accidentally heard his uncle and aunt chatting, saying that if his parents knew, they would definitely think so.
He has always regarded his parents as the benchmark of effort, the direction of running, and the heat source of snuggling.
How much healing has been brought about by imagining over the years, and how tragically you have fallen when you fail and get hit.
His world fell apart in the snow brought by his parents.
"It seems that every bad thing happens when it snows, and it accumulates one by one, and then I hate snow."
Tan Zheng rested half of his body on his back, and his arms were firmly around him. Although he was so much younger than him, he was extremely stable and reliable at this time.
As if the arms and the chest are enough to undertake all the unbearable past.
Tan Zheng's confession came suddenly and without warning, but Ren Zhaoyuan understood it clearly.
He's saying, "I love you," regardless of what happened to everyone else, although it's not clear exactly what happened.
Therefore, even if he was unfamiliar, Ren Zhaoyuan leaned on Tan Zheng and told him little by little what happened after many years.
Later, Tan Zheng said that it would be fine if we didn't meet when it was snowing, and Ren Zhaoyuan said it was okay.
"At least let me know that good things have happened on snowy days in the past 30 years or so."
The delicate fragrance of grass and leaves and the light smell of the soil embraced each other, and the two people who were chatting softly cuddled each other.
The sun shone down from Ren Zhaoyuan's side, casting indistinguishable shadows on Tan Zheng's other side.
The azure blue sky is vast and boundless, and the rich and white clouds drift slowly across the valley.
The wind blows very lightly.
"Grandma used to wrap you with shepherd's purse and what stuffing?"
"Sometimes it's shepherd's purse pork, sometimes it's shepherd's purse egg, not necessarily."
"Then let's pack a little of both."
In fact, Ren Zhaoyuan does not have such a heavy sense of ceremony.
When I was a child, my grandmother would make shepherd's purse dumplings every year on her birthday. Later, when my grandmother was gone, he bought and ate it on his birthday, but the more he ate it, the sadder he became, and he didn't want to eat it again.
Then slowly forget about it.
I don't know why, but Tan Zheng suddenly remembered when he asked.
These things that can be done or not done, even if the other party is not interested in Ren Zhaoyuan at all, he will not have any more thoughts.
But Tan Zheng seems to have infinite enthusiasm for his big and small things.
"Are you going to cook?"
Tan Zheng looked at the bamboo basket next to Ren Zhaoyuan and said, "Dig a little more and fill the basket."
"it is good."
"It looks better here."
"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan responded and switched to Tan Zheng's side, "this one looks pretty good."
"I can plant it at home. I'll ask the boss, if I can, buy some seeds and plant them on the back balcony."
Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't help laughing when he thought of the precious flowers and plants growing on the balcony of others' homes, Tan Zheng's balcony, and wild vegetables: "No, just dig it out when you want to eat, and you can also relax."
The last half of the sentence is particularly reasonable, and Tan Zheng agreed: "If you want to eat, let's come again."
"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan's voice fell for a few seconds, then changed his tone again, "Huh?"
The color of the soil around a shepherd's purse was obviously different. Ren Zhaoyuan took a shovel out of curiosity and dug out a small box wrapped in plastic film.
Turning his head and seeing Tan Zheng's expression, he knew that he had buried it here on purpose.
But it was obvious that Ren Zhaoyuan was deliberately holding it in front of Tan Zheng to show him: "I found something good, I don't know who hid it here, won't I forget it?"
"I don't know," Tan Zheng deliberately refused to admit it, "whoever picks it up belongs to whoever finds it."
"Not good, after all, it is the place of the owner of the villa."
Tan Zheng continued: "Then I'll buy this place for you, and you can be the boss."
"Then—it's not necessary."
Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and untied the film, revealing the shell box inside.
Open is a pair of diamond earrings.
Ren Zhaoyuan can see at a glance that the clarity and craftsmanship are all excellent.
The hands of the two of them were not very clean at the moment, so Tan Zheng took it out and put it on him carefully after he went back to wash his hands.
The angle is just right, and the two square diamonds fit closely together to form a rectangle.
It didn't look like a coincidence, Ren Zhaoyuan looked in the mirror: "Have you paid attention to the distance between my ear piercings?"
"Exactly one pinkie fingertip width."
Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand and touched it, and met Tan Zheng in the mirror: "I have a heart."
"It should be," Tan Zheng smiled and leaned over and kissed the ear on the side of his ear stud, and walked out with his shoulders, "Go, make dumplings."
Because I still have to make dumplings, I am afraid that it will be too late. The ingredients sent here are all processed and only waited for the pot, not in a hurry to clean up.
Tan Zheng handed the cup filled with water to Ren Zhaoyuan, and asked him to slowly pour it into the basin, stirring the noodles and water evenly.
When the noodles were gradually connecting into large pieces, Ren Zhaoyuan took time off and sat on the high chair with his elbows on the table and supported his head to watch Tan Zheng knead the noodles into a smooth dough, and then pour the sauce into the prepared filling.
The process of Tan Zheng kneading the dough and dividing the small dough is a bit strange, which is not easy to describe.
When Ren Zhaoyuan was involved in the rolling process, he was in charge of the bag. Several dumplings stood in a row, and Ren Zhaoyuan suddenly laughed.
"What's wrong?"
"Tan Zheng," Ren Zhaoyuan held the dumpling wrapper in one hand and the spoon for filling in the other, tilted his head and smiled at him, "Aren't you working overtime temporarily?"
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The lunch is very rich, two meat and two vegetarian dishes, two plates of dumplings with different fillings, as well as beef hot pot and shabu-shabu vegetable meat slices, plus two fruit plates and a birthday cake.
All the ingredients of the villa are of high quality and fresh.
Ren Zhaoyuan knew that the cake was made by Tan Zheng himself and ate an extra piece. He already ate a lot, but after eating half a glass of water, he immediately felt a little overwhelmed.
"The cake is left over. If you like it, I'll make it for you later. What do you eat so much for?" Tan Zheng took him for a walk slowly, "Eat less and more meals to nourish the stomach, and it's too much burden to eat to support the stomach."
Ren Zhaoyuan followed him and listened to him, the more he listened, the more he wanted to laugh.
It's like a little monk shaking his head and chasing after you to chant the scriptures.
After he had digested something, he didn't feel that it would support Tan Zheng before taking him to the back of the mountain to fly a kite.
There were already many floating in the sky, and there was a big red goldfish in the shape of a tube. Its round mouth looked bigger than Ren Zhaoyuan's head.
Ren Zhaoyuan put on non-slip gloves and took the huge golden butterfly in Tan Zheng's hand. In turn, he saw that it was specially made, and the pattern was ginkgo leaves.
"Stand at the tuyere and let out a line of more than ten meters first."
Ren Zhaoyuan refused to guide: "I have flown a kite, you can take another one and let's go together."
Tan Zheng took another one, but he was not in a hurry to put it away.
This kind of kite is easy to deviate and is not very easy to fly. After a while, he received Ren Zhaoyuan's look for help, Tan Zheng chuckled lightly, and flew the kite with him first.
I haven't flown a kite in years.
Childish things don't look childish when they are accompanied by others, and they are very interesting.
The kite flew higher and higher, Ren Zhaoyuan looked up and suddenly saw a silver light flashing in the air as if he had an illusion.
It wasn't until the little thing that reflected the sunlight appeared in his sight again that Ren Zhaoyuan was sure that he had read it right.
A ring went down along the kite line, stopped straight at the very end, and stuck to the finger side of Ren Zhaoyuan's lead.
Across a thin layer, as if touching the warmth of the spring.
Ren Zhaoyuan subconsciously wanted to let go and dodge: "Tan Zheng, you..."
"It's a live ring," Tan Zheng took the ring off the kite line, "a couple's ring, you should only wear it for fun."
The gloves were gently removed, and the ring was put on the base of his left middle finger. Ren Zhaoyuan relaxed, raised his hand to look, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Tan Zheng's left hand.
on the ring finger.
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