Chapter 42. There is a fool lying on the roof

As the New Year is approaching, Qiao Li took annual leave and went back to her hometown with her parents to wish the old man his birthday. Because of the breakup between her and Zhou Zhe, the atmosphere at home has not been very good. After returning to their hometown, relatives crowded into a large room, which caused a headache.

After Feng Yi finished the exam, his parents also returned to China, and the family of three packed up and returned to their hometown for the Chinese New Year.

Feng Yi is a person who loves festivals very much, but this year, he hopes that the spring break will pass faster so that he can see Qiao Li.

His hometown is in the ancient city, and an alley is where the old Feng family lives.

Grandpa Feng Yi's generation had six brothers, all six brothers were sons, and the grandchildren only had two granddaughters, and the rest were all sons. A group of men huddled together, their brows and eyes were very similar, and it was like copying and pasting at a glance.

In order to protect the ancient buildings, there are not many modern facilities in the ancient city. When the New Year is approaching, the signal is particularly poor. Feng Yi has to climb to the roof to call Qiao Li.

He didn't dare to climb to the roof until night, because during the day the adults in the family would scold him severely when they saw it.

As a result, climbed up to the roof and saw that two cousins ​​had already sat on the tile and were rushing for a signal to play a mobile game.

Feng Yi stood unsteadily on the tile: "You guys are really crazy, how dare you play mobile games with this signal?"

When the cousins ​​saw someone coming to the room, they quickly agreed to the outside world: "Get out, get out, don't grab the signal with us."

Feng Yi grinned and quarreled with them, crawling to the side a little, and the signal finally reached a level, and he hurriedly called Qiao Li excitedly.

Qiao Li picked it up quickly, Feng Yi was blowing a small breeze on the roof, and his face was full of spring breeze: "Qiao Li! I'm going to my hometown today."

Qiao Li came out of the house and found a quiet place without the screaming of bear children to talk to him: "Where is your hometown?"

"Ah, I didn't tell you? My hometown is in the ancient city. The signal is not good, so we can't make videos. But the scenery here is good. If you come in the future, you can have a good stroll. When there are traditional festivals, you will also order on the street. The lanterns are so pretty—hey! Don't make a mess, the three of us will have to be carried off when the tiles squeak!"

When Qiao Li heard the noise over there, she couldn't help laughing: "Why are you so lively around you all the time?"

Feng Yi didn't talk much to the two people who were pitting teammates, clutching his beloved mobile phone, and crawling to the side a little more.

"No way, there are two fools around." He pretended to be mature and sighed, "Hey, what did you say just now, oh oh, about the scenery."

He lay down on the tile, the night was falling, and the sometimes dim and sometimes bright stars seemed to be within reach.

"It's also beautiful at night. There are no neon lights, and you can see a lot of stars. It's also very quiet here, especially at night, so quiet that you can hear the sound of the river hitting the stone bank."

Qiao Li also looked up at the sky and listened to him describe the beauty of the night.

He lowered his voice, his tone was very gentle, and the narration was vivid and detailed, as if he was telling a bedside story, and Qiao Li felt that she could touch the stars by raising her hand.

Feng Yi is really a person who can always discover the shining points of life.

Qiao Li walked to the higher ground with her mobile phone in hand, climbed onto a large smooth rock and sat down, enjoying the moment of tranquility.

The cold wind was blowing, and it wasn't really romantic, but both of them held up their mobile phones with red hands and didn't want to hang up.

"Qiao Li, can you see the stars over there?"

"Yes." A few cold stars with weak light.

He raised his hand and scratched at the void: "Every ray of light that reaches here has passed through infinite light-years. After a long time, the stars that may have emitted this ray of light have died. We can It is very lucky to observe this ray of light in the same time and space."

Qiao Li smiled and said, "Why did you start talking about physics?"

He remembered Carl Sagan's love words: "Space is boundless, years are long, and I'm so excited to share the same planet and the same era with you."

A few pleasant chuckles from the other end of the phone made him a little dazed.

"Sounds romantic."

"The universe is rational, and human beings endow it with romance." Feng Yi sighed, "I didn't understand this before, I felt that the charm of physics lies in rationality, but now I understand, as long as I think that a certain part of our body may have originated from the same An object, I feel especially wonderful and magical."

He can be very emotional sometimes.

"I'm only eighteen years old now, and the future is still very long. I haven't thought about the future for too long, let alone death, so when I read about parting and death, I always feel that human beings are small and life is fragile. ."

The Jewish physicist Feynman wrote to his deceased wife:

My darling wife, I do adore you.

I love my wife. My wife is dead.

PS: Plea color excu color my not mAIling this — but I don't know your new address.

He would be sad when he read the first two sentences, but he felt relieved when he read the afterword.

"As long as the universe exists long enough, we will eventually meet in a corner of the universe." He lay under the stars, "Thinking about it this way, separation and death are actually not that scary anymore."

His hands and ears hurt a little from the wind on the roof, but he still didn't want to go down.

After a brief silence, Feng Yi still gave up, like a punctured balloon that deflated as soon as it leaked: "Well, it's actually still scary. Like now, I miss you so much..."

The romantic and sensual side existed for a very short time, and Feng Yi returned to his heartless and stupid look.

"What about you? Do you miss me?" He sniffed.

Qiao Li changed hands and let out a sigh of relief to warm her frozen hands a little.

"Well, I think." She answered happily, and was infected by Feng Yi's stupidity.

Feng Yi was so happy that he forgot where he was and rolled on the roof.

The tiles rattled.

When the two brothers not far away heard it, they immediately leaned down to the low place sensitively, with a strong sense of strategy.

Sure enough, a man appeared in the room in the next second, and at a glance, he saw Feng Yi smirking on the roof.

"Feng Rui, you little bastard, get out of here!" He scolded with his arms on his hips.

Feng Yi was so frightened that he almost didn't hold the phone, stuck his head out and looked: "Uncle, I'm not Feng Rui, I'm Feng Yi."

In the dark, his uncle could see his face clearly, well, not his own son.

Who told all the boys in this family to look alike?

"Are you from the third family?"

Feng Yi replied, "No, my dad is the fourth oldest."

The uncle nodded, turned around and entered the room, and then Feng Yi's father came out, scolding on his hips, "Get out of here, I have so many brothers in this room, you are the only one who crawls up the roof!"

Feng Yi hummed in his heart, how could he be the only one, but there were too many births, and there were so many in the room that he couldn't count them properly, so there were only three of them lying on the roof.

"I'm talking to my girlfriend on the phone." He didn't want to go down.

"Get down quickly, or I'll call your mother if you don't get down."

Feng Yi cheated: "You call me, my mother is playing mahjong with my aunts, I don't believe you dare to call."

"Come on! Don't tell me if there are any, do you want the New Year's money?"

"No! Girlfriends are the most important!"

"You can shut up! It's not ashamed to be ashamed, how could a good girl like you."

The father and son were arguing, Feng Yi moved his nest, the signal was lost, and the call was hung up.

"Dad!!! It's all your fault! The phone hangs up!"

"Hehe, maybe people thought you were too stupid and hung up."

"I'm not coming down! I'm sleeping on the roof tonight."

After arguing for a few minutes, he was finally picked up by Feng Yi's father, and then angrily asked his mother to judge.