Chapter 57 Ling Yunzhi's Last Three Days (2)
There are three days left, and it is the Qingming Festival in the world.
Qingming Festival is not unfamiliar to most Chinese people.
But in the past, only older people might have paid attention to it. It was not until the Qingming Festival was listed as a statutory holiday by the state that the majority of primary and secondary school students and the hard-working party also enjoyed it.
Ling Yunzhi lay on the car window, looking greedily at the men, women, young and old on the street, and those strange and not rare objects.
This child is quite miserable. He was at his lively age, but his family was sent to the Taoist temple that was almost isolated from the world. He couldn't learn it anymore, and there was no friend of the same age, and there was only a chatterbox elder brother accompanying him.
Ling Yunzhi had never run away when he was a child, but the demon was one foot taller. His master, who always seemed to be dying and wandering with dragon spirits and tigers, would always find him running away, and he would slap his butt when he caught him. The old man was so mean and vicious. After hitting him a few times, he stopped running away, and he couldn't run out anyway.
"Mom, can I eat mutton skewers? Just this time!" Seeing the smoke from the small stall on the street, Ling Yunzhi could no longer hold it back. He wiped his mouth, wiped his saliva that did not exist, and begged coquettishly.
Ling's mother was about to say something inaccurately, but Ling's father, who had already slowed down, said, "Yes."
"Haha, thank you dad." Ling Yunzhi didn't care about that much, picked up his phone and ran to the stall, shouting at the boss who smelled of mutton skewers.
"Boss! 20 skewers of lamb skewers, 20 skewers of lamb tendons!"
"Young man with rolled buns!" The boss was also infected when he saw such a passionate guest and was very enthusiastic.
"Yes!" Ling Yunzhi nodded repeatedly and added: "Add more spicy food!"
Compared to my son who knew nothing and knew nothing but knew how to eat, the atmosphere in the car was heavy.
"Why did you let him eat these unclean things again? It's not good for your health!" Ling's mother complained to Ling's father.
Ling's father moved his fingers. The old smoker was quitting. Whenever he encountered something difficult, he habitually thought of one.
"Take it, just fuck it, just pinch it when my son comes back." After all, it was a couple for many years. After a small move from her husband, she knew whether she was tired or hungry.
"Shumin, this child is on the mountain every day, drinking wind and dew every day. The Taoist priest pressed him to exercise and taught him to breathe. He was so healthy that he could not be more healthy." Ling's father sighed.
"But why, we still can't keep him?"
Ling's mother was about to answer, but Ling Yunzhi slapped the car door and returned to the car with strings in both hands. It seemed that she had run back.
Ling's mother looked at her son and said distressedly: "Don't worry, why did you come back? You're rash."
"The boss told me that the parking location is wrong. It takes more than five minutes and you will be photographed. Let's go quickly and skew home and eat."
"It's okay to take a photo next time," Ling's father quickly pinched the cigarette before taking a sip: "It's not easy for you to go down the mountain once, it's okay for your father to deduct points."
"Dad, what you said is wrong." Ling Yunzhi said seriously: "No matter what we do, we abide by the law. We cannot let our innocent family change for me. This is not good, not good."
"You boy." Dad Ling didn't argue much, the car slowly started and headed home.
"Brother, you're back."
When he got home, Ling Yunzhi's sister put down her homework and greeted her sweetly, asking Ling Yunzhi to hide the meat skewers back first, for fear that her sister would rush to eat it if she saw it. If the child had eaten it too spicy, she would have become angry. If she had known it, she would have been greedy.
Ling Yunzhi's sister is named Ling Yunchen. She is 9 years old this year. When it is winter and summer vacation, she will go up the mountain to visit him, so the relationship between the two brothers and sisters is actually very good.
"Brother, what are you hiding?" She pointed to Ling Yunzhi's back in confusion.
"Uh... Xiaochen." Ling Yunzhi thought about the reasons wildly, but in the end he had no results, so he had to take out the meat skewers and Jiamo honestly.
When Ling's father saw this scene, he said to his daughter: "Your brother just went down the mountain and didn't eat. You just finished lunch, don't snatch it with your brother."
Ling Yunchen muttered dissatisfiedly: "I said it in advance before I could grab it, it's too much."
Ling's father gave his daughter a headache: "Okay, don't you and I know yet?"
"Dad, you're too much."
Ling Yunzhi stood there and felt like he was holding a bun of Jiamo like a melon peel.
It was clearly a movie of three people, but I could never have a name.
My sister is with her parents every day, so it is normal for them to have a better relationship and be more intimate.
The younger sister is a girl, and the younger girl is her parents' little cotton-padded jacket. It is easier to act coquettish and more caring, which is human nature.
I am so old, why do I feel sad because of this little thing?
Why do you feel a little jealous when you see this scene?
I obviously like my sister too.
When I was a child, I changed the diapers for the child. I saw her crying loudly and she was so ugly.
They are obviously the people I love.
Ling Yunzhi lowered his head and held a bun of Jiamo in both hands, feeling that he shouldn't be greedy today.
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Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain, and there was an old Taoist priest in the temple.
The old Taoist priest is very old. He used to be Taoist Qingfeng, also served as Taoist Mingyue, and was once Taoist Jinghong. Now he is Taoist Meiji.
The old Taoist priest is not as fairy-like as a god. On the contrary, his dress is a bit fashionable.
He was wearing an electric skateboard, a hip-hop strap, and a silver haircut that looked like a needle. He was wearing a wide sweatshirt and leg-closing work pants. He also had an Akg-like street-fried earphones on his ears, not like an old man at all.
The old man stepped on the electric skateboard and gained the attention of handsome guys and beautiful girls all the way. He kept calculating while walking, and finally found the location of the Tai Chi Teahouse in an hour and forty-three minutes.
"Uh...Miss Yuechu, why is it you, Boss Zhou?"
The old Taoist priest entered the teahouse, took off his headphones, and saw that Yu Yuechu was sitting upright in the teahouse. He couldn't help but wonder, he had made an appointment with Boss Zhou, why didn't he see Boss Zhou?
Yu Yuechu called him to sit down, his tone was neither salty nor light: "You were one hour and forty-four minutes late, he got angry and went back to bed."
"This..." The old Taoist priest was shocked and had not touched the bench, and he jumped up suddenly: "Can he be asleep?"
Yu Yuechu was about to be injured internally. She stared at the old Taoist priest and said helplessly: "What's wrong with you? When he is sleeping, can he still ask you to come?"
After the old Taoist priest said it, he knew that he had said something stupid, but because the matter of finding Zhou Jiuyi was very important, he felt very confused and had some omissions in his work.
He sat down again, took a sip of tea to calm down, and after a sip of tea, he thought of saying something to relieve his tension.
"This Longjing tea cannot keep up with previous years..."
Before he could finish his words, he heard Yu Yuechu's teapot be put heavily.
Ah, why did I say the wrong thing again?
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Chapter completed!