Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Being intimated for the first time, Wen Hui felt an indescribable complex feeling in her heart.

There is a bright and refreshing fragrance, which makes my heart palpitate a little, but most of all, it is a feeling of panic.

Half a minute later.

Wen Hui, who had regained some consciousness, raised her hand and slapped her.

This time it was a real slap, unlike the last one which was neither painful nor itchy.

Snapped!

The right side of the face was beaten.

Zhang Xuan, who was forgetting himself, was stunned for a moment, and then left her, but did not leave completely.

At this time, the distance between the two people is less than 10cm, and they can smell each other's breath, feel each other's temperature, and each other's emotions.

For a moment, Wen Hui lay helplessly on his back in the chair, his shadow reflected in the pure black and white.

Zhang Xuan looked down at her from a high position and had a panoramic view of her elegant and graceful figure.

Just like this, you look at me and I look at you, and the atmosphere is a little subtle.

Wen Hui's extremely comfortable temperament filled Zhang Xuan's mind with something indescribable.

The confrontation lasted for about 30 seconds. Faced with the beauty he had been dreaming about beneath him, Zhang Xuan lowered his head and couldn't bear it any longer, so he moved closer to her.

Knowing what he was going to do, Wen Hui quickly blocked his mouth with her right hand.

Zhang Xuan paused, dazed for a moment, then held her right wrist with his left hand, pulled away, and became intimate with her again.

The corner of the mouth was kissed, the first quarter moon was choked, and Wen Hui's right hand was still struggling.

But when Zhang Xuan reached out and hugged her, a strange touch instantly made her panic, and her mind went blank.

5 minutes later.

Snapped!.

Another round of applause sounded in the piano room.

Wen Hui hurriedly pulled out of his mouth, and the pure and simple black and white water stared at him like a mist.

The room suddenly fell into silence, and the suffocating air seemed to solidify.

I have been slapped three times since I was a child.

This was the old man's first sentence, which meant that these three slaps were all from you.

I've never been a loser.

This is the old man's second sentence.

After saying the second sentence, Zhang Xuan lowered his head and leaned over again, but this time it was just like a dragonfly scratching the surface.

Wen Hui raised her hand again, but Zhang Xuan stopped her and said, If you hit her again, it will be your fourth slap.

Wen Hui was angry, her clever little mouth pursed tightly, and she hit his chest with her right fist. After the blow, she didn't take her right hand away, she just pressed it against him, her eyes were lowered, and her chest was heaving.

I haven't learned materialism well. My actions always don't follow my ideas, and my words don't obey my words.

This is the old man's fourth sentence.

After saying that, Zhang Xuan got up from her and sat back in his seat.

Wen Hui's tense body suddenly relaxed. After taking two breaths, she also sat up. She put her scattered hair behind her ear with her right hand, lowered her head and stood up to leave.

Left the piano room.

A moment later, the sound of the door opening and closing came from the bedroom next door.

Wen Hui slowly sat on the bed, hugged her knees with her hands, and looked steadily at the night outside through the window without any focus.

If the last time he kissed himself was defined as man's impulse.

The way he looked at me tonight said it all.

…

Zhang Xuan was relieved after listening to the noise and finding that there was nothing unusual about the sound of the door closing.

It's hard for a hero to pass the beauty test, this was the thought that suddenly flashed in his mind.

Bah, you are considered a hero!

However, Zhang Xuan understood that if Mi Jian was his nemesis in his previous life, then Wenhui was the disaster he encountered in this life.

When facing them, there is always a young heart, there is always a kind of passion and impulsiveness, there is always a kind of inability to control, there is always a kind of eagerness to try, there is always a kind of uncontrollable.

Do you regret it?

There is nothing to regret, I just like it if I like it. The old man who has recognized his true heart chooses to face reality.

Buzz buzz

Just when his thoughts were running wild, his cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

A call came, from an unknown number.

Look at the time, it’s already 11:05

Who would call themselves so late?

With this suspicion, I pressed the answer button.

It's me. A long-lost voice came from the phone, Zhang Lan's voice.

Is something wrong? Faced with this familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Zhang Xuan asked subconsciously.

After asking, he fell into silence.

The standard polite words something happened made Zhang Lan fall into silence.

I sent you a registered letter. After a while, Zhang Lan broke the awkwardness.

What's inside? Zhang Xuan asked.

Zhang Lan said: Two photos and two money orders.

Then she added: The money orders are for the same amount. One is for mom, and the other is for you to send to the central school in the town next door for us.

Zhang Xuan was curious: How much is the money order?

Zhang Lan replied: 5,000 each.

Zhang Xuan asked: You can just send it yourself, why do you want me to send it? Isn't it unnecessary?

Zhang Lan said lightly: He and I have no intention of going back immediately.

Zhang Xuan opened his mouth. He originally wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back. In the end, he only uttered three words: I know.

Zhang Lan suddenly asked: Is your girlfriend Aunt Ai Qing's little daughter?

Zhang Xuan was a little surprised: How did you know?

Zhang Lan said: Just to confirm an idea in my mind, I made a bet with others a long time ago that Xiao Shaowan would not be Du Shuangling's opponent.

Having said this, Zhang Lanjiao on the other end of the phone laughed and hung up.

If you only speak half of your words, you will be hated by others. When Zhang Xuan called back, it was indeed another person who answered.

When asked, this is a public speaking booth.

Ask again, this is Zhenjiang’s phone number.

Well, I was cautious enough not to use the local public phones in Shanghai.

Putting down the phone, he thought again, who was he betting with this cheap second sister?

She is three years older than him, and also three years older than him. When he was in the first year of junior high school, she happened to be in the first year of senior high school.

How did you meet Xiao Shaowan?

I was very worried, could it be that she discovered that I was in love with Xiao Shaowan?

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally gave it up.

This is a good habit of his, never obsessing or worrying about things he can't figure out.

It was windy outside. The wind was so strong that it made the curtains rattle.

He stood up and closed the window. After his eyes lingered on the black and white keys of the piano for a while, he also left the piano room.

When passing by Wen Hui's bedroom, he paused on the spot, then walked to the sofa, lay on it and squinted his eyes to sleep.

I couldn't sleep at first, not because the sofa was not soft enough, but because I was thinking about a lot of things.

He fell asleep later, and he didn't even know when he fell asleep.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I started dreaming.

The scene in the dream was when I was in elementary school, during summer vacation.

The eldest sister, who no longer studied, worked as a tailor's apprentice in the town. She woke up in the morning and walked to the town.

The second sister also went out, carrying a sickle and a diagonal bamboo basket to kill pigweed. But she was not alone. She tricked several children into helping with her sweet words, and the fat kid was one of them.

He also went out and led an ox to eat dew grass. He heard that the cow would be full and strong easily if it ate dew grass.

He knew that eating dew grass would make you feel full.

But it's not easy to get strong, and he still hasn't figured it out yet.

The days in the dream are very miserable and sad, but they are also full of innocence and memories.

At that time, he never realized that Zhang Lan was so good at deceiving people. He only knew that this cheap second sister was so courageous that she dared to scold a middle-aged man with a kitchen knife in the second grade of junior high school. In the end, she even scolded him for being autistic and hid at home. Yes, that is also a joke that has been circulating for a long time.

The dream was beautiful and I slept soundly.

But the fragrance was suddenly interrupted, and he felt like there was something extra on his body.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a thin blanket.

When you raise your eyelids, you can still see a figure heading towards the kitchen.

The air conditioner was turned down, it was indeed a bit cold, and my nose started to hurt.

I got up to turn up the air conditioner temperature, but found that the temperature had reached 26 degrees.

After staring at the number 26 for a while, Zhang Xuan returned to the sofa and continued to lie down, squinting his eyes and pretending to sleep.

Wen Hui made a glass of milk and heated a piece of bread.

In the past, when dining, the etiquette taught at home made her habitual to sit at the table and eat in a polite manner.

But this time she did not go, but stood at the kitchen window, with bread in her left hand and milk in her right hand, looking up at the stars in the sky in the dark night.

Ten minutes later, Wen Hui came out of the kitchen. She went straight back to her bedroom without even looking towards the sofa.

Hearing the slight sound of the door closing, Zhang Xuan's eyelashes sank and he fell asleep again.

Continue to dream until dawn.

When he woke up from the dream, he found that the sun outside shone into the window sill and the sound of the piano came from the piano room.

Not Exodus, but Liszt's piano music from the past.

After sitting on the sofa and listening quietly for a while, he picked up the keys on the coffee table and went downstairs to wash up. Then he went for a walk outside to breathe in the fresh air.

Not to mention, I was used to the hustle and bustle in school, so the huge campus was suddenly deserted, which was a bit strange.

Times are developing, society is changing, and the group of people who practiced Qigong in the past have disappeared.

Instead, I saw the international accounting teacher practicing ballroom dancing with a male teacher on a grassy field, and there was a tape recorder playing songs next to him.

The world is really in decline. Such a beautiful teacher Yao was bitten by a dog. It was a pity. He felt the man's heartache.

After watching for a while, Teacher Yao asked him during the break: Do you want to try it?

Zhang Xuan smiled and shook his head. He was afraid of being beaten.

Although after a fight, the male teacher would most likely be beaten up by him, but God was kind to him. With his level being so high, he would not use force if he could.

I walked to the vegetable market and dialed my home phone number.

Manzai.

Mom, have you had breakfast?

Eat. Mom is going to see the old mayor. Have you eaten?

Get ready to eat.

With that said, Zhang Xuan told Zhang Lan's story in detail.

Ruan Xiuqin immediately asked excitedly: Is it true? Your second sister really contacted you?

Zhang Xuan said in a determined tone: There can be no mistake, her voice is so easy to recognize, there is no mistake.

A surprise came from heaven. Ruan Xiuqin couldn't sit there or stand there. It took her a long time before she choked up and asked, What's her phone number?

Zhang Xuan explained the contact information. Ruan Xiuqin was a little disappointed, but still told Wan Dingzhu: After receiving the letter, you must keep it well and bring it back to mom in person in August.

good.

He knew what his mother meant. In a small town in a remote mountainous area, letters were often lost. Ruan Xiuqin was worried that the money order was gone.

Although 10,000 yuan is just a drizzle to the old Zhang family today, not even a drizzle.

But the photo and the money order were of great significance to Ruan Xiuqin and the teacher's family in the next town, and they could not be lost.

The vegetable market in the morning was very lively, with aunts and uncles gathering together and making a lot of noise, which was in sharp contrast to the clean campus.

His goal was clear. He wanted to eat stir-fried yellow beef, so he bought a pound and a half of fresh yellow beef, a bunch of lettuce, and finally a fish and some side dishes.

Back on the third floor, after Zhang Xuan opened the door, he first poked his head into the piano room. Wen Hui was still practicing attentively.

Without disturbing him, he went directly to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Wash the lettuce, slice the fish and marinate it, and plan to make your own specialty, pickled fish.

The last step is to process the beef. The beef should be cut against the grain of the meat. The knife and the grain of the meat should be at 90 degrees perpendicular. The cut pieces of meat will be in a well shape, so that they can be bitten when eating.

Decided to make pickled fish first.

Drain the sauerkraut, cut into thin strips, soak the red pepper and chop into pieces, and cut the soaked ginger into cubes.

Heat oil in a pan, add scallions and ginger slices, add fish heads, tails and fish bones and fry until golden brown on both sides. Remove.

Leave oil in the pot, add sauerkraut, soaked red pepper, ginger and chopped green onion, then pour in an appropriate amount of water, put the fish bones and other things into the pot, stew the soup until it turns milky white, filter and set aside, then slide the fish fillets, after 30 seconds Take out of the pan, drizzle with oil and serve.

Zhang Xuan was very satisfied with the appearance of the finished dishes.

He couldn't wait to pick up a piece with his chopsticks and taste it, Well, it's delicious. I am indeed a little genius in cooking. This cooking skill can beat Wen Hui and Qing Zhutong.

Regarding his best dish, Zhang Xuan finally found the long-lost confidence, but before he finished complaining, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a person standing behind him, Wen Hui.

I was caught talking ill of someone behind their back.

This, this is embarrassing!

Especially since the relationship between the two is now in an extremely delicate state,

At this time, Wen Hui was looking at him with a strange look.

No? When did you come? Zhang Xuan is a thick-skinned person, and he will no longer be embarrassed after being embarrassed.

Wen Hui remained silent and shifted her gaze to the pickled fish.

Zhang Xuan handed the chopsticks to him: Try it?

Wen Hui glanced at the wet part of the chopstick head, feeling indifferent.

Zhang Xuan muttered: Don't dislike it, you are already drooling over me anyway.

Wen Hui suddenly raised her head and stared at him.

Zhang Xuan blinked, handed her a pair of chopsticks again, and said confidently: The world is very complicated, but at least my pickled fish can't lie.

Seeing that she was still looking at him, Zhang Xuan said: If you don't eat, I will kiss you.

Hearing this, Wen Hui instinctively took a step back. After hesitating for a few seconds, she took the chopsticks and picked up a piece of fish fillet and put it in her mouth.

Zhang Xuan asked expectantly: How does it taste?

Wen Hui put down her chopsticks and remained silent. Then he passed over him, put on his scarf, and took over the remaining lettuce and stir-fried yellow beef.

Seeing this, the old man was holding back internal bleeding and was almost depressed. Is his specialty dish so bad?

Shouldn't it?

Zhang Xuan stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of fish fillet and put it in his mouth, chewing it slowly, as if it really wasn't that delicious.

The third time he picked up the fish fillet with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, tasting it carefully, he was a little doubtful about life.

Wen Hui had been watching his movements and expressions from the corner of her eyes. When she saw that he was no longer so confident, she withdrew her gaze and cooked her dishes seriously.

After leaving Shao City, I didn't eat rice for breakfast for a long time. It was a rare occasion today, and Zhang Xuan cherished it.

After three dishes, the two of them still sat at their usual seats.

That is, sit facing each other.

Each person has a bowl of white rice and starts eating quietly.

After what happened last night, the two of them had a tacit understanding so that they wouldn't get into a fight, but they didn't communicate at all during the meal.

In other words, Wen Hui hasn't said a word to him since last night.

There were three dishes, and the two of them had clear distinctions. They each ate from the side in front of them. Their chopsticks would never cross the line.

But what surprised him was that Wen Hui actually ate pickled fish, and she ate a lot.

This is comforting. It seems that my skills are still there.

He has a good appetite, eats quickly, and leaves after eating.

As for washing dishes?

Cooking is okay, but forget about washing dishes. In my previous life, I was so ordinary that I never washed dishes, and it is even less possible in this life.

Watching him walk away and seeing the door closed, Wen Hui stretched out her chopsticks towards the pickled fish.

(besides…)

I'm going out for a bit urgently, so I'll change it first...