On the day of the holiday.

Yao Le took a taxi with his fellow villagers to the high-speed rail station at dawn in the morning. The tickets for Zhang Qian and Yin Yueru were all in the afternoon. They insisted on helping Yan Kui move the luggage to the graduate student dormitory first, and then pack their own luggage.

Zhang Qian has a good reason: "We also want to visit and see what the postgraduate dormitory looks like."

The dormitory building is extremely lively today, and the sound of the suitcase pulleys has never stopped.

Occasionally, through the wide open door, you can see how many people have gone home from each dormitory, because those who leave will roll up the mattresses to avoid getting too much dust.

After Yan Kui noticed, she looked at the two people in front of her who were helping her to hold the quilt, and pursed her lips.

The school was empty and quiet during the holidays. The bare sycamore trees were full of small sparrows. They all ate fat and fat, gray lumps. Some stood beside the magpie's nest, and when the magpies returned from foraging drove them away,One panicked and almost collided with Yan Kui's electric scooter, resulting in an accident.

Yan Kui's quick eyes and quick hands stopped the brakes, and she felt lucky for the little sparrow in her heart. If it meets with Senior Sister Zhao, who is keen on racing cars, it may not be able to escape.

After there was no one in the school, Senior Sister Zhao became more and more irregular in driving at school. The dormitory that Yan Kui applied for was next door to her. She obviously went out of the dormitory building with Yan Kui, but she might have already sat down to eat in the shop.Yan Kui hasn't left school yet...

The school is on holiday and the cafeteria is closed. Many nearby businesses follow the schedule of the students. After just a few days on the entire West Street, few shops are still open.

When Yan Kui arrived at the breakfast shop, Zhao Yanrui was already drinking hot soymilk with a white mist.

After Yan Kui ordered the meal, she sat across from her senior sister with a plate. The warm soup filled her stomach, making Zhao Yanrui squint her eyes comfortably. She put down the spoon, "I'm going home in two days."

Today, the other senior sisters and senior brothers have left, and only Zhao Yanrui, who followed Zhao Peng's research group, is still there.

Zhao Yanrui touched Yan Kui's drooping head, her eyes flashed with worry: "Leave you alone to work for Professor Fu, remember to learn to be lazy, otherwise Professor Fu might forget that you also have your own experiments when you get busy..”

Yan Kui smiled: "Okay, I remember."

Zhao Yanrui smiled with satisfaction, Professor Fu did have this little problem, and his relatives didn't recognize him when he was busy, but they all loved Professor Fu, because Professor Fu gave everyone a thick red envelope last night!

Morning in the Fu family.

Fu Yanqing came out of the kitchen with hot and sour potato shreds, and saw Professor Fu happily humming a little song and reading periodicals. After all, he was finally going to welcome his wife home after staying in the cold window for several months.

"It's time to eat, Dad"

Seeing his father take a sip of porridge and eat a chopstick dish, Fu Yanqing asked, "How does it taste?"

Professor Fu raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled why this kid who has been cooking for so many years suddenly asked for feedback: "It's good, what's the matter?"

Fu Yanqing: "That's fine."

There was a moment of silence in the dining room, save for the sound of chewing and the clash of cutlery.

When Professor Fu secretly remembered it in his heart, at about one minute and ten seconds, the opposite party really spoke again.

"Dad, how many people in your lab haven't returned home?"

Professor Fu raised his head to look at Fu Yanqing, and asked inexplicably, "Why are you asking this?"

Fu Yanqing: "Is Yan Kui also in the laboratory during Chinese New Year?"

Professor Fu put down his chopsticks, frowned and asked, "How do you know Yan Kui?"

Meeting his father's eyes like a prisoner, Fu Yanqing explained dumbfoundingly: "Yan Kui and I have known each other since we were young, and she is my little netizen."

"Ah?" Professor Fu has a little memory of this little netizen. Fu Yanqing used to always praise his netizen for being smart, and he was lucky to have this little netizen.

At that time, Fu Yanqing had just entered junior high school, and he happened to be in a research group of a foreign university for a one-year exchange. Because his wife was in a foreign trade company, it was convenient for him to stay overseas, so the couple handed over Fu Yanqing that year.grandmother.

It was the first time for Fu Yanqing to take a chemistry class. Before the class, the chemistry teacher called Fu Yanqing as the representative of the chemistry class, and said to the classmates: "Fu Yanqing's father is a chemistry professor, and he is also a role model that the teacher admires.By precept and example, chemistry must be excellent."

Professor Fu never planned for his son to follow the same path as him, especially since Fu Yanqing was interested in robot programming since he was a child, and he didn't care much about physical chemistry.

At first, Fu Yanqing only thought that the teacher really admired his father and valued him very much, so he always asked him to answer questions in advance as soon as class started, although the punishment for not being able to answer was to let him stand outside the classroom:

"I'm very disappointed in you. You have a better foundation in chemistry than the classmates in the class. How can you not preview in advance?"

"If you keep this learning attitude, when will you be able to achieve the same grades as your father?"

"If your father knew how embarrassing his son's chemistry performance was, how could he tell his students in prestigious schools that his son didn't teach well?"

"Look at your chemistry score. Your 80 points are actually equal to the 50 points of other students."

Gradually, Fu Yanqing felt that chemistry was getting more and more difficult. He vaguely felt that the chemistry teacher should not treat him like this, but he couldn't figure it out. He was also embarrassed to tell Professor Fu that he was punished and scolded because of his unsatisfactory grades.

It wasn't until Yan Kui approached Yan Kui after he asked other students in the class a chemistry question and was ridiculed by sneering words.

After he and Professor Fu made it clear from beginning to end, Professor Fu contacted the school and transferred the teacher to logistics, and Fu Yanqing also transferred to Qingmu High School.

Professor Fu really didn't expect that Yan Kui was that little netizen, and because he became interested in chemistry after teaching Fu Yanqing to teach himself chemistry, he embarked on the road of chemistry, and finally became his student.

Professor Fu has his own separate laboratory. After bidding farewell to his senior sister and Zhao Peng, Yan Kui is really the only one left in the laboratory.

While Yan Kui was concentrating on recording the data in the instrument, there was a sudden card swiping sound from the laboratory. Yan Kui looked at Professor Fu who walked in, and asked politely, "Professor, do you need me for any work?"

Professor Fu waved his hand with a smile: "It's inconvenient for you to stay in school by yourself, isn't it convenient? I heard Fu Yanqing say that you two know each other. Starting from noon today, you can go to my house for dinner together."

It's not that Professor Fu didn't think about letting Yan Kui go to his house for dinner before, it's just that a professor is different from an ordinary teacher. For most of the team members, Professor Fu, as the team leader, is actually similar to the boss.

Professor Fu felt that no one would like to go to the boss's house for dinner.

Yan Kui was stunned for a while, then pursed her lips and refused, "Thank you Professor, no need, there are still many shops open on West Street."

Professor Fu has already gone to her experiment notebook and flipped through it, turning from the just recorded page to the front index page, lamenting that the child works meticulously, and even this kind of daily self-record is neat and clear.

His eyes were softer, and he patted Yan Kui's shoulder: "Listen to me, it's so cold, you can't eat enough cold air if you go out to eat." After he finished speaking, he looked down at his watch, "I'm still waiting for you."If something happens, Fu Yanqing will contact you later and ask him to pick you up at noon."

In the corridor of the laboratory building, every passer-by who met Professor Fu by chance felt that he seemed very happy today.

Fu Yanqing's happiness was beyond words. He drove to a vegetable market near Qingmu.

"Xiao Fu, what do you want to buy today?"

"Look at this choy sum, it just arrived, it's very fresh."

When he was in high school, his grandma was unwell and went back to his hometown to recuperate. The Fu family also hired their aunt for a while to help with grocery shopping and cooking. After Fu Yanqing finished the college entrance examination, these jobs were transferred to him.

Because it is not common for young boys to buy vegetables alone, the owners of vegetable stalls have known him over time.

After returning home with fresh vegetables and beef, Fu Yanqing first steamed the rice, then put the tomato and beef brisket into the pressure cooker, and then took off his apron to pick up Yan Kui in the laboratory building.

Arriving downstairs in the laboratory, he took out his mobile phone, and it was three minutes before eleven o'clock.

He smiled and set a three-minute alarm clock, and sure enough, as the alarm clock rang, his little Sunflower teacher also appeared in front of the laboratory building.

As soon as Yan Kui and Fu Yanqing entered the room, they could smell the strong aroma of tomatoes and sirloin colliding with the fragrance of rice in the room.

Fu Yanqing found a pair of clean slippers and handed them to Yan Kui: "Although they are old, I clean them every time a guest passes through them. You can wear these slippers in the future."

Probably because he was also a little cramped, he squatted down and prepared to change Yan Kui's shoes without thinking about it, but it was Yan Kui who took a few steps back before Fu Yanqing realized that he straightened up in a hurry: "Hurry up and change, wash your hands, etc.Let's just serve dinner, I'll go to the kitchen to have a look."

Whether it is rice or beef brisket, it will take some time before it is fully cooked. Fu Yanqing touched the knife in the kitchen and looked at the cutting board, and finally couldn't help but poked his head out to look at Yan Kui.

Yan Kui sat on the sofa, picked up a periodical that Professor Fu had left on the coffee table, turned her head and met Fu Yanqing who was quietly looking at her: "Can I read this book?"

"Ah." Fu Yanqing came out of the kitchen: "You can watch it, you can watch it as you like, you can watch TV if you want." He took out the TV remote control that he hadn't used for a long time at home, and put it in Yan Kui's hand.

After pacing back and forth by the sofa for a few times, she sat across from Yan Kui: "The rice and beef brisket will have to wait a while before they are cooked."

Yan Kui: "Okay, thank you."

Although Yan Kui really wanted to read the journal in her hand seriously, but when she noticed that Fu Yanqing seemed to be looking at her all the time, and he was hesitant to speak, she finally asked, "What's the matter?"

Fu Yanqing, who was caught again, coughed and asked cautiously: "Last time at the school gate, I saw you chatting with a boy, who is he?"

Yan Kui: "Students in our class."

Just at this time, the water boiled, Fu Yanqing went to pick up the kettle, poured a glass of water for Yan Kui, and continued: "You haven't fallen in love yet, have you?"

Yan Kui shook her head.

Fu Yanqing chuckled: "I heard that many boys are chasing you. As a good friend and as a senior who is a little older than you, I must tell you that you can't look at people on the surface, you have to understand them deeply."

Yan Kui raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "Oh? Senior Fu is very experienced?"

Facing Shangyan Kui's smiling eyes, Fu Yanqing blinked, with a sincere expression: "Of course, I was also chased by a bunch of people, and there are many people who wrote me love letters. Look at me.I don’t agree easily now, this is my prudence.”

"Love letter?" Yan Kui asked innocently, "Does anyone still write love letters in this day and age?"

Fu Yanqing: "Of course there is. A love letter has a much higher gold content than a normal WeChat confession."

Yan Kui looked curious: "Your family also has them?"

Fu Yan took it for granted: "Of course there is."

Yan Kui smiled slightly: "Then can I read it? I don't want to read the content, I just want to see the legendary love letter."

Fu Yanqing: "..."

What he said was actually the truth. There were girls who wrote him a love letter in junior high school, but he either refused to accept it directly, or he didn't know where to put it. Anyway, he never brought it home.

But just now, when he was in a hurry, Fu Yanqing pursed his lips: "I'm looking for trouble now, let's take a look at another day."

Yan Kui frowned, "Okay."

Professor Fu didn't come back to eat at noon, so Fu Yanqing gave Yan Kui a big bowl of rice. The tomato beef brisket was served in a bowl bigger than the rice bowl.over."

Fu Yanqing hesitated for a moment, picked up a sharp end of the rice with clean chopsticks, and then said with satisfaction: "That's enough." Seeing that Yan Kui was still embarrassed, he added, "It's okay if you can't finish it.I'll fix it."

"By the way, try this pickled cucumber dish I mixed, it will definitely go with rice."

Yan Kui took a sip of the soup first, then put a piece of cucumber on top of the rice and put it in his mouth together: "It's delicious, your craftsmanship is really as good as you said."

Fu Yanqing has been staring at her anxiously, and seeing that her expression is not forced, he smiled in relief: "When school starts, I will make you gain five catties." He glanced at Yan Kui's exposed white lotus rootArm like, "You are too thin now."

After eating, Yan Kui offered to wash the dishes, so she also got up and went into the kitchen with the dishes.

Fu Yanqing stopped back and forth, and finally lifted Yan Kui from the front of the sink and moved her out of the kitchen. He stared at the faucet with red ears: "Your hands are usually hurt when they come into contact with chemical reagents.Leave the bowl to me."

Probably short-circuited in the brain, he also forgot that there is a dishwasher at home.

The splash of warm water made Fu Yanqing finally calm down the heat just now, he thought: Yan Kui is really too thin, it doesn't weigh much when hugged.

In the afternoon, Fu Yanqing went to all the bookstores and stationery stores near Qingmu, and finally found the old love letter paper in his memory in a small dilapidated bookstore.

After dinner, Fu Yanqing went back to the bedroom and sat at the desk, flipping through the book of stories, found out the complete part of the love story, copied it one by one, and wrote a bunch of moons and suns, because he was worried that the person who wanted to read it would accidentally see it.For the content, he also changed several handwritings, and the lights were in the early morning.