With a Door In Mind

After work, he didn't go home directly.

Riding a bike, I went to a supply and marketing agency and weighed a pound of braised pork head.

I always feel like I'm getting a little wrong.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the old man Qin estimates that he will be leaving in a few days.

Go have a drink with the old man.

Now he is almost eighteen. Almost ready to drink.

At this time, it began to snow outside again, but the snowflakes were much smaller than the previous days.

Riding a bike to the yard of the old man's house, Aunt Hua was wearing an apron and cutting potatoes in the room.

Seeing Zhou Xiaochuan coming, the other party came out with a potato in his left hand and a kitchen knife in his right. Then he shouted: "Xiao Chuan is here? Come and have some dinner later."

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled when he heard the words, then shook the thing in his hand and gestured.

"No need for Aunt Hua, I'll go have a drink with the old man." After speaking, he pointed to the kitchen knife in the other's hand and smiled: "But you have to be careful with this knife."

Aunt Hua smiled and lowered the blade a little bit, "Don't worry, it's alright."

"Aunt Hua, I'm joking. You really take it seriously!"

Hearing Zhou Xiaochuan's words, Aunt Hua was happy there.

"Brother Xiaochuan."

The two were talking when an exclamation came from upstairs.

Zhou Xiaochuan looked up and saw Qin Xiao standing on the railing with a happy face, looking down.

Aunt Hua also saw Qin Xiao upstairs, and smiled at Zhou Xiaochuan: "Hey, then hurry up, the old man probably hasn't eaten yet."

"Okay, then I'll go up."

After Zhou Xiaochuan finished speaking, he walked up with his things.

When they came upstairs, Qin Xiao walked over. "Why is there so much snow outside?"

After he finished speaking, he slapped the snowflakes off his body. By the way, he took the hat from Zhou Xiaochuan's hand.

At this time, Qin Xiao was already 16 years old and completely became a big girl.

He may have just washed his hair, and at this time he has a black shawl and a beautiful face that can be blown out.

Simply beautiful.

On her pink little face, there is a mud pit, which looks very cute with her smile.

I don't know if it's because of the effect of space springs over the years, but at this time her height is also close to 1.65 meters. It's just a little bit lower than Chu Yanyan.

It may be because of year-round exercise, so a pair of long legs appear more symmetrical.

He was wearing a gray apron, but there was still no way to cover up the already obvious body.

Zhou Xiaochuan moved his eyes subconsciously, thinking to himself, could it be that his spring water and papaya milk have the same effect?

Then he hurriedly said:

"Aren't you going to leave? I'll come over and have a drink with the old man." After that, he put the bag on the table in the room.

After he finished speaking, he called out to the old man Qin lying next to him, "Master, would you like a drink?"

At this moment, the old man Qin was sitting on a reclining chair, covered with a quilt, and closed his eyes to rest.

Seeing Zhou Xiaochuan come in, he squinted at the other party.

"Don't drink! Drink it yourself!"

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled when he heard the words, a little inexplicable, and asked Qin Xiao next to him, "What's wrong, old man?"

Hearing this, the other party shook his head lightly, "I don't know, but Grandpa said he won't leave this year. It's New Year's Eve here."

Hearing Qin Xiao's words, he let out a soft sigh and looked at the half-cut Chinese cabbage in the kitchen.

It is said to be a kitchen, but it is actually a small house made of wood in the corridor.

"Fry a hot and sour Chinese cabbage. The old man and I have a drink.

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"Hey, okay, then you wait a while." Qin Xiao hurriedly went to the kitchen after hearing this.

Seeing the other party leave, he took out the things he brought from the cloth bag.

A bottle of white wine, but this is medicinal wine.

There is also a pound of pork head meat, and a plate of fried peanuts. There is also a plate of dumplings with oil residue Chinese cabbage.

Two small cups of white wine were poured on the table.

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at the still-moving old man, "Master, do you really not eat?"

After drinking a sip of wine, I picked up another dumpling of Chinese cabbage with oil residue. He put it in his mouth and chewed, "Well, it tastes really good. One thing is missing."

After speaking, he took out another head of garlic from the cloth bag and began to peel it.

Then he ate to himself, "Master, if you really don't eat, I'll finish it."

The old man sniffed his nose lightly, then sat up.

"Little bastard. Didn't you see that you were in a bad mood?" After he finished speaking, he dried up a mouthful of white wine in the wine cup.

Then he wiped his mouth and threw a peanut into his mouth. "Don't say it, this wine is really fragrant."

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled, "That's enough, what happened, old man?"

The old man ignored him when he heard the words, and squinted at the small wine while eating the food that was drunk.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan smiled and didn't speak, and took a mouthful of peanuts for himself.

"Come on, Brother Xiaochuan." Qin Xiao had just finished frying the dish, brought it to the table, and sat aside.

With his left hand on his cheek, he looked straight at him like this.

"Cough... Qin Xiao, come and eat some dumplings." Zhou Xiaochuan was a little embarrassed to see, and hurriedly handed her a chopstick.

"Hmph... stinky boy, that mask you borrowed..." Elder Qin next to him couldn't even see it. He snorted beside him.

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Xiao hurriedly said, "Grandpa, drink. I'll pour you a drink."

After speaking, he hurriedly poured a wine cup for the old man, and also refilled a small wine cup for Zhou Xiaochuan.

But after she put down the wine bottle, she started to eat dumplings seriously. But his face was a little red.

Thinking about it, I also felt that my actions were a little inappropriate.

"Master, aren't you going to go out this year?" Zhou Xiaochuan asked while eating dumplings.

The old man took a sip of wine and took a mouthful of fried peanuts, and then said slowly: "The news from the Kyoto side has changed the wind direction."

Zhou Xiaochuan was speechless for a while after hearing the words, and even played dumb questions to himself. Don't be afraid that you won't understand.

Without waiting for Zhou Xiaochuan to speak, the old man said in a low voice and seriousness: "You have to be careful in your work recently, don't be too public in the factory, be careful that no one can see it, and don't push yourself for anything else, the rafters will rot first. do you understand?"

Hearing the old man's words, Zhou Xiaochuan also looked serious.

There is still more than a year left, and the wind direction of the upper floors is either the east wind prevails over the west wind, or the west wind prevails over the east wind.

Changes are possible at any time.

It seems that the people the old man has come into contact with are also of a certain level.

Not many words, but it is also the old man's way of life.

After drinking half a catty from a bottle of wine, Zhou Xiaochuan stopped it. One person, two and a half, just to satisfy your hunger. No need for beer.

The rest of the dishes were left.

"Brother Xiaochuan, wait a minute." Seeing that Zhou Xiaochuan was about to leave, Qin Xiao hurriedly stopped him.

Then he walked into the house and took out a maroon sweater.

He handed it to Zhou Xiaochuan, "Brother Xiaochuan, take it back and try it, I'll change it if it doesn't suit me."

Zhou Xiaochuan took it and felt a little embarrassed, so he replied, "Qin Xiao, don't give me a sweater next time."

Qin Xiao's smiling face was stunned, and he asked unnaturally, "What's wrong? Brother Xiaochuan."

Even the old man Qin was a little angry and was about to speak.

Then I heard Zhou Xiaochuan explain, "Look at my body, scarf, sweater, wool pants, gloves, hat. I have it all done for me. When I wear it out, you can make it for me."

Qin Xiao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and suddenly smiled.

"Fuck off... I don't know what's good or bad."

The old man Qin couldn't stand beside him any longer, and immediately shouted to Zhou Xiaochuan.

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled awkwardly, "Then I'll go back first. By the way, old man, why don't you come to my house for the New Year this year?"

"Fuck off..."

"Hey, okay... Then I'll go first." After speaking, he turned and left.

"Pfft..." Qin Xiao, who was laughing at the back, trembled.

"Humph..." Old Qin snorted coldly.

Qin Xiao stopped laughing when he heard the sound, "Grandpa, I'll clean up, you can continue drinking tomorrow."