Old man Xiao hadn't seen Xiao Qi's car before, and he didn't seem to be very emotional at the moment, his eyes lost focus, and he walked directly in front of Xiao Qi's van.

Xiao Qi's movement of shaking his legs stopped, frowning for a while, and felt that something was wrong.

Raising her hand and touching her mobile phone to check the time, Ning Qian had only entered the school for twenty minutes, and it would take at least forty minutes to come out. Xiao Qi stood up and sat up.

Leaning over his upper body, he uncovered an umbrella with small florals from the front glove box, and he opened the sliding door at the back with a brush. Xiao Qi opened the umbrella and jumped off, locked the door and turned his head. After looking around, he successfully discovered the old man Xiao who had just walked about ten meters away.

When he got down, Xiao Qicai saw that Old Man Xiao was carrying an old-fashioned blue cloth handbag and approached. Xiao Qi sniffed it, and there was a faint smell of incense.

When he walked to the side, Old Man Xiao hadn't noticed an acquaintance standing beside him. Xiao Qi cast his eyelids and took advantage of his height to look into the cloth bag. There was a spectrum in his heart, but he didn't show it on the face.

After adjusting his emotions, Xiao Qizhao stretched out his hand in a good mood as before and stretched out a hand for the old man Xiao who wanted to run the red light on the road, "Hey old leader, how did I meet you here?"

Old man Xiao was pulled so much by Xiao Qi, and he suddenly recovered. The eyes of the godlessness slowly converged, and he looked up at the human-shaped sign on the red traffic light with his feet on the red traffic light. Only then did Old Man Xiao react. Come here, knowing that I was distracted just now and almost ran the red light.

After half a beat, he raised his hand and pushed the glasses that fell to the bridge of his nose. Old man Xiao turned his head to look at Xiao Qi, "Oh, it's you, why are you here?"

It was raining, and Xiao Qi was empty-handed, not like going out for a walk.

Xiao Qi didn’t mind if he didn’t answer the question, pretending he had forgotten the words he had thrown away, he turned his head and raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Yizhong. Anyway, I was idle, so I came to take my wife to work. She has only one class in the afternoon and will be off work soon. I will wait for her in the car over there."

Old man Xiao said "Oh" and looked towards Yizhong in the direction of Xiao Qi's arm.

Even the back door, No. 1 Middle School is very elegantly built. The shape is imitated the ancient gate. In order to echo the front gate, the back gate is also made of blue tile stone wall. It is also a beast with stone carvings on the stone wall.

There are also color patterns on the two large stone walls on the left and right. It is estimated that the master has been invited to adjust the color. It looks very harmonious with the entire campus and even the green trees on the left and right.

Old man Xiao nodded, "Your wife turned out to be a middle school teacher? I really didn't see it."

These words were burying people, but Xiao Qi didn't think it was disgusting. Instead, he stood up with his chest full of pride that he couldn't hide, and he didn't even want to hide his pride. A big smile appeared on his face, "That's not it. My wife is good-looking, gentle and virtuous."

Xiao Qi, whose eyes and eyebrows were stained with a smile, made Old Man Xiao stunned for a while. He always thought that Xiao Qi was a "construction bastard" who was rather black and white, but he didn't expect to have such a pure side. .

The old man Xiao's mood was obviously warmed up by Xiao Qi's smile, as if in this rainy season when the quilt was soaked with dampness and cold, at any rate he had seen a little warmth like a bonfire.

Even if Old Man Xiao knew that the bonfire did not belong to him, the warmth it radiated would not envelop him, but when he looked at it, he could always recall the warmth that the bonfire once belonged to him brought him.

The look on Old Man Xiao's face was relaxed, and he turned and stood opposite Xiao Qi, meaning to continue talking to him.

Just now, the old man Xiao had been leaning on his side just turning his head to look at Xiao Qi, which obviously meant that he refused to communicate and wanted to leave.

"It's your boy who is lucky. You should cherish such a good girl in the future. Don't forget the cherishing pride in your heart just because you have owned it for too long."

The old man Xiao had a sense of vicissitudes of coming over to persuade Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi didn't mind being babbled and educated, but nodded more seriously, "Of course, she is my life's treasure."

Baby or something, of course it is not the kind of sticky "baby dear" among young people, but the real precious existence.

Looking at Xiao Qi's expression and tone, Old Man Xiao also understood the meaning of the words, his eyes were also warm, and he cocked the corner of his mouth and nodded. It was obvious that he had a much better impression of Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi didn't think about anything else. He simply felt that the old man was pitiful. Just now, the dull eyes and the dull hands and feet were like a soulless wooden man carrying things and holding an umbrella and walking by his car. Look. Xiao Qidu gave a irritable tsk in his heart.

"I don’t know when this rain will last, old leader, there is still a little distance from where you live. Tea, take a sip to warm your stomach, and I will send you back together when I receive my wife."

Xiao Qi didn't say to help him call a car. He always felt that today's old man Xiao couldn't see his usual mean and indifferent appearance. He took a taxi and let such old man face that familiar home alone. What does Xiao Qi think? How do you feel inappropriate.

The old man Xiao looked at Xiao Qi, his fingers curled up with his hand bag, as if he wanted to say something to refuse, but Xiao Qi had already taken a few steps tightly, and when he reached the side of the car, he opened the door with a slash. Clean seats inside.

The seat cover has been disassembled and washed twice by Ning Qian, because work has not been started during this period, so the gray cloth seat cover is still very clean.

"Old leader, come up quickly, come, give me the umbrella, I will help you put it in the back."

Today’s rain is not as heavy as yesterday, but it’s not too small. The rain is hanging on the umbrella cloth like singing.

Old Man Xiao turned his heels, without saying a word, but he already walked over unconsciously.

Xiao Qi congruently put his broken flower folding umbrella and hung it on his finger, and then went to pick up the big umbrella of Old Man Xiao.

The umbrella has been looking for some years. It is an old-fashioned umbrella with a hook underneath. When it is opened, it must be pushed up by hand, and when it is retracted, it is a long one.

Xiao Qi took the umbrella in a slippery way and put it under the back seat. There was a large linen bag so that the rain that rolled down from the umbrella would not drip everywhere.

After putting it away and looking back, Old Man Xiao was still supporting the door frame with both hands and struggling to prop up his whole body. Xiao Qi didn't think much about it. He pinched Old Man Xiao's waist and pushed him up. After that, I opened the door of the driver's seat and sat on it without noticing the uncomfortable look of Old Man Xiao at all.

Stout and powerful, with the temperature and strength unique to young people, Old Man Xiao was in a daze, as if he hadn't felt it for a long time, if Xiaojun...

Old Man Xiao lowered his eyelids, raised his hand and wiped his forehead and cheeks, pretending to wipe the rain on his face, and rubbed the corners of his eyes.

Sometimes Xiao Qi was as thin as his hair, but sometimes he was rough, without noticing the slightest bit. When he saw Old Man Xiao’s movements, he bent over to find a dry towel and handed it over, "Old leader wipe his hair, this autumn. The rain is very cold, so be careful if you catch a cold."

But isn't it? Even if an elderly person in another family is sick, it is troublesome, let alone a widowed old man like Xiao, who can only lie at home and wait for death when he is too sick to move.

Old man Xiao took the towel, wiped his face without a moment, coughed twice, and wanted to talk. He found that his throat was so dumb that it was difficult to pronounce, and he swallowed two more saliva to moisturize his throat, "Don't call me the old leader." Yes, just call me Old Man Xiao, don’t think I don’t know how you called me in front of those workers, hum."

The last hum was so soft that he didn't have any emotional touch, as if hum was already Old Man Xiao's habitual spoken language.

Xiao Qi was dismantled, so he stretched out his index finger and scratched his cheek, turned his head and pulled out a thermos cup, unscrewed the lid as a water cup, and poured a cup of brown sugar and **** water for the old man Xiao.

The symptoms of Ning Qian's cold hands and feet are not good these days, so Xiao Qi cooks this stuff for her every day to warm her body to dispel the cold.

"It turns out that the old leader is so savvy, so I will call you Uncle Xiao cheeky, come and have a drink to drive away the cold."

Xiao Shu snorted and reached out to take it. As soon as he looked at the brown sugar in it, he guessed that Xiao Qi's wife had boiled it and drank it by himself.

However, at this moment, there was indeed a chill in the bones, as if there was cold air getting in and running around. Uncle Xiao didn't pay attention to anything. He blew and touched with his lips, feeling that the temperature was right. Then he raised his neck and took a sip. Go down.

"That is to say, the conditions are now good, and brown sugar should be added to make a **** tea. In the past, we used to fend off the cold, just boil a piece of ginger. When it's finished, we have to pick it up and use it again next time. Then there is nothing but **** flavor. As soon as the hot tea entered the mouth, it burned all the way from the eyes of the throat to the inside of the belly."

Remembering how his wife made **** tea for him at the time, and remembering how Xiaojun was pouring **** tea with his wrinkled face when he was picked up from the bed, Uncle Xiao brought a little smile on his face. Unconsciously said a little more.

Xiao Qi's two voices meant that he was listening, and those who were with him were chattering. Xiao Qi was good at this.

In the past, Uncle Xiao was unwilling to talk to people, and even if Xiao Qi had three heads and six arms, he couldn't make it out of all kinds of tricks, but now he found a breakthrough.

However, for people like Uncle Xiao, Xiao Qi didn't dare to ridicule and ridicule. From the beginning, he was cautious and guided Uncle Xiao to take the initiative to find a topic and said that he only needs to be responsible for listening, and occasionally give a response that will never step on thunder. .

Obviously a familiar cup of **** tea with a sweet taste, a listener who is at least very quiet although it does not seem very reliable, and the pounding raindrops on the window of the car gave Uncle Xiao a kind of inexplicable Of peace of mind.

When people think that they are comfortable and safe, some segments of their memories full of depressive emotions seem to be stained with a little warmth. When they say it out of their mouths, I think it’s less painful and difficult to endure, and more are The warmth contained in those memories.

The author has something to say: When Xiao Qi before the crossing met Xiao Qi after the crossing:

Mr. Xiao: Who the **** are you, **** lightly, said, who made you to be like me, is there any conspiracy? [Sullen and draw your sword at any time]

Xiaoqi: Xiaoer, I'm here to tell you that someone will drive you to death in a few days, don't you know if you don't hide? At that time you will meet a beautiful, virtuous and hardworking wife, and then you will become a "hero" who promotes justice and kindness [Father's Smile]

President Xiao: ... come here! Are you dead or how? Didn't you see that there is a silly beep stuff here that doesn't know where it came from? Get it out for me! [Roaring and giving Xiao Qi a look at ZZ]