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Chapter 405 People who listen to stories always like to ask what happened later, the storytellers have already burst into tears

In "Ditan and Me", the most unforgettable thing for Yang Fan is the beautiful little girl Shi Tiesheng met.

Shi Tiesheng said that he saw her the first time he came to this garden that afternoon 15 years ago.

At that time, she was about three years old, squatting on the path west of the Zhai Palace, picking up "little lanterns" that fell from the trees.

There are a few big pear trees there, which will bloom clusters of small and dense yellow flowers in spring, and when the flowers fall, they will produce countless small lanterns like three leaves hugging each other.

The little lanterns were green at first, then turned white, then turned yellow, and when they matured, they fell all over the ground.

The small lanterns are so exquisite that people cherish them, and adults can't help but pick up one after another.

The little girl was babbling to herself while picking up little lanterns.

Her voice was fine, not the shrill voice it usually had at her age, but round.

Shi Tiesheng wondered why such a small child came to this garden alone?

He asked her where do you live?

She pointed casually and called her brother.

A seven or eight-year-old boy stood up among the tall grass along the base of the wall, looked at Shi Tiesheng, saw that he didn't look like a bad guy, and said to his sister, "I'm here."

After speaking, he bent down again, catching some insects.

Finally, he caught the mantis, the grasshopper, the cicada and the dragonfly, and used them to please his sister.

For two or three years, Shi Tiesheng often saw them under those big pear trees. The brother and sister always played together, playing harmoniously, and gradually growing up.

After that, Shi Tiesheng didn't see them for many years.

He thought, the brother and sister are both in school, and the little girl has also reached the age of school, so she must say goodbye to her childhood and don't have many opportunities to come here to play.

This is normal, there is no reason to take it too seriously, if Shi Tiesheng hadn't seen them again in the garden one year, he would have gradually forgotten them.

It was a Sunday morning, a sunny and heartbreaking morning. After many years, Shi Tiesheng met that beautiful little girl again.

He rocked the wheelchair and came to the big eucalyptus trees, which happened to be the season when the ground was full of small lanterns.

At that time, Shi Tiesheng was struggling with the ending of a novel. He didn't know why he had to give it such an ending, and he didn't know why he suddenly didn't want it to have such an ending.

So, he ran out of the house, trying to rely on the calmness of the garden to see if he should give up that novel.

As soon as he stopped the car, he saw a few people playing with a young girl not far ahead, making strange appearances to scare her, chasing her and intercepting her, shouting and laughing.

The girl ran around in panic between several big trees, but she didn't let go of the skirt wrapped in her arms, her legs were exposed, and she didn't seem to notice it.

Shi Tiesheng could finally see that the girl had some intellectual defects, but he hadn't recognized who she was yet.

He was about to drive forward to rescue the girl when he saw a young man riding a bicycle fast in the distance.

Seeing the young man, the guys who played with the girls ran away.

The young man propped his bicycle next to the girl, glaring at the fleeing guys, panting heavily without saying a word, his face was as pale and gloomy as the sky before the rainstorm.

At this time, Shi Tiesheng finally recognized them, the young man and the young girl were the little brothers and sisters back then.

He almost screamed in his heart, or wailed.

The young man walked towards his sister, and the young girl let go of her hand, and the skirt of the skirt fell down, and many, many small lanterns she had picked up scattered all over the floor, spreading under her feet.

She was still pretty, but her eyes were dull and dull.

She stared blankly at the group of running guys, at the emptiness in the extreme, and it was absolutely impossible for her to understand the world with her intellect.

Under the big tree, the broken sunlight is dotted, and the wind blows the small lanterns everywhere, as if countless small bells are ringing dully.

The elder brother helped the younger sister onto the back seat of the bicycle, and took her home silently.

"Xiaoyan can't see anything, and she walked here before. If her eyes are not cured, she will experience similar things in the future." After telling the story of the siblings, Yang Fan stopped telling the story of "The Temple of Earth and Me" , Said to Wang Shenhai.

Wang Shenhai looked ahead, dazed.

After a long time, his eyes were sad: "If it were you, you would choose to give her your cornea without hesitation, would you?"

Yang Fan didn't answer right away, he pondered for a moment before saying: "If I am terminally ill now, I will."

Before Wang Shenhai said anything, Yang Fan said again: "The main reason is that I think that I have obtained enough, and it is time to give something back to the society, so I feel at ease."

"So those rich people and billionaires like to do good deeds with great fanfare, and they have ghosts in their hearts?" Wang Shenhai laughed.

Yang Fan shook his head: "I have no money."

Wang Shenhai nodded.

Yang Fan said again: "I just have too many girlfriends."

"I see, you don't have to keep talking." Wang Shenhai felt a little stuffy in his chest.

During the next chat between the two, Yang Fan replied to messages on his mobile phone from time to time.

Even answered several phone calls.

"Are they all your girlfriends?" Wang Shenhai asked after another phone call was hung up. Sitting so close, he could clearly hear the voices from Yang Fan's cell phone. There were different female voices on several calls.

"Yeah." Yang Fan sighed: "I didn't get back the information, so I called and asked me what I was doing."

Forget about Liu Qianqian and Liu Yueyue, and the same goes for Aunt Thirteen tonight.

Wang Shenhai felt much more at ease, and said, "Yang Fan, I think you have four girlfriends, seven is fine, three is a bit less."

"Then I'll think about it again." Yang Fan said.

Wang Shenhai was at a loss for words: "Forget it, stop hurting good girls, and let those poor single dogs go."

Recently, he always dreams when he sleeps, dreaming about the past.

There is my hometown when I was a child, everything grows in spring, and there is boundless falling trees in winter.

The economy in the north seems to be concentrated in Yanjing, while the rest of the country is very depressed. Countless people from the Northeast have traveled thousands of kilometers to the south to make a living and settle down.

Now the Northeast is vast and sparsely populated. Compared with the south, there is a village three miles away, and a town ten miles away, which is too deserted.

They all shouted to build their hometown, but there were no resources, and many people ran out after returning.

There is no room for the body in the hometown, and there is no room for the soul in other places.

Those who leave home to struggle carry too many expectations and dreams, as well as too much love and responsibility.

Some people are struggling in the mall, and some are floating in the officialdom.

In the end, many people suddenly found that they had a new home in a strange place.

Since then, only when talking about my hometown with others will I squint my eyes and fall into happy memories. At this time, I am more radiant than ever.

"I let go of many single dogs, and I have a clear conscience." Yang Fan said.

Glancing at Yang Fan, Wang Shenhai said, "Indeed, if you had been more high-profile when you were in college, I don't know how many girlfriends who are now lying in the arms of other men have been harmed. You are very kind."

"Thank you for the compliment, I deserve it." Yang Fan said with a smile.

Wang Shenhai also laughed: "I finally believe that you have three girlfriends. This face, this cheek, is invincible in the world. Few girls can refuse you."

"It's not that powerful." Yang Fan said: "Luck, fate. One of the girlfriends was introduced by the landlord. I couldn't flirt with him on the street. I didn't have a chance to show my charm, so she disappeared without a trace. .Opportunity, very important, very important.”

"Yes, fate, opportunity." Wang Shenhai remembered his first love, and met him by accident.

Due to common hobbies, the two met in a post bar where both visited for the first time.

Adding friends, the two discovered that they were in the same city, even the same school.

In the end, they slowly developed into lovers.

A few nights ago, Wang Shenhai dreamed that when he returned to Jinhai, he would take his girlfriend for a walk on Tianta Lake in winter, on the frozen Haihe River, and even on the remote Duliujian River. Holding hands, walk on the wide river, walk to the middle of the river, walk through the reeds, and reach the opposite bank.

The four seasons are really wonderful. Wrapped in a thick down jacket in winter, it's freezing cold.

In summer, wearing short-sleeved shorts and sucking on sandals, sitting on the street, watching the long white legs domineering, dizzying.

Sitting and reminiscing about the old days, he saw an old woman passing by carrying two baskets, so Yang Fan stepped forward.

The baskets are full of fruits. It is obvious that the old man is a mobile fruit stand with a QR code payment card hanging around his neck.

"Try it, it's very sweet." The old man picked a lychee for Yang Fan.

Now the price of lychees is not so expensive, four or five yuan a catty.

I remember when it was first listed, 20 yuan a catty abounded.

People who are greedy are eager to eat, and they can't wait to buy it back to taste the fresh, sweet, crystal clear lychee meat.

In Guangxi Province, there is a lychee tree more than 500 years old. The fruit it bears sells for 888 yuan a catty, 68 yuan a piece, and the supply is still in short supply.

After Yang Fan tasted the lychee, he looked at the wampee fruit and longan in the basket.

The old man immediately took another one for Yang Fan and handed it to him.

After tasting, Yang Fan bought a bunch each.

When scanning the QR code to check out, Yang Fan saw that the payee was the name of a fruit shop with the name of the person in it.

The old man probably carried the fruits out of the store for his son to sell. Some stores are not in a good location and there will be few customers.

"Is it okay to eat these fruits?" Yang Fan asked after returning to the edge of the flower garden, sitting down, and putting the fruit bag between the two of them.

Wang Shenhai said with a smile: "Is there any problem, I want to take some poison, to see if I can fight poison with poison."

"Believe in science, don't go to the doctor in a hurry, and eat indiscriminately." Yang Fan opened the mouth of the bag: "Eat it, and take it home if you can't finish it."

"I'm sure I can't finish it. I bought so many." Wang Shenhai was not polite, picked a lychee, and peeled off the peel to reveal the fresh and crystal clear flesh.

"I didn't tell you to finish eating." Yang Fan also picked a lychee.

Su Shi once said that eating three hundred lychees a day would make him a native of Lingnan.

This kind of Lingnan good fruit will change color and taste once it leaves the branch, making it very delicate.

But its deliciousness can still make it to the altar.

However, in Su Shi's poem, three hundred is an imaginary number, not a real number.

Many people were cheated, thinking that they could really eat [-] pills at once.

Not to mention three hundred pills, if you eat fifty or sixty pills, you may get angry that night without the next day.

From the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine diet therapy, lychees are sweet in taste and warm in nature. If you eat too much, it will cause red and swollen eyes, mouth ulcers, sore throat, and five upset fever.

Yang Fan has bought lychees many times since they came into the market this year, but he never let Guoguo eat more than three lychees at once.

He Zeng Hai ate lychees, and halfway through eating, he found that the breath he exhaled was scalding hot.

This kind of fire is not the kind that Thirteen can extinguish.

In the end, the fruit was not finished, and Wang Shenhai took the rest back.

Another part, Yang Fan took home.

"Then, Xiaoyan will leave it to you to go to and from school." Before parting, Yang Fan, who was riding on the electric car, said to Wang Shenhai, who was also riding on his own electric car.

"Okay." Wang Shenhai nodded: "I will resign tomorrow, there is no need for any work handover, the day after tomorrow..."

Halfway through the conversation, he remembered that the day after tomorrow was the weekend, and probably the resignation procedures could not be completed, so he said, "You can resign next Monday. I have decided, and I will pick up Xiaoyan by bike instead of walking."

Yang Fan has already told Xiaoyan's mother that he found a young man who is temporarily unemployed but urgently needs money to send Xiaoyan to and from school.

It's too easy for a person like him to cheat Xiaoyan's mother's trust, as long as he makes up all kinds of tricks, he can cheat in all kinds of ways.

So now in the eyes of Xiaoyan's mother, Yang Fan is a caring and rich person.

"I suggest you walk with Xiaoyan's blind cane a few times first." Yang Fan said.

"Why?" Wang Shenhai asked suspiciously.

Yang Fan looked at an idiot in his eyes: "I haven't gained Xiaoyan's complete trust yet, so I dare not mention the car ride to her. Do you think you are very attractive?"

Wang Shenhai was still a little confused.

"Walking, Xiaoyan can be sure that there is no problem with her route, so she dares to go with you. Taking a car, she can't confirm it!" Yang Fan said: "Listen to me, don't mention taking a car first, get to know her well, and wait until she trusts you, then Pick her up by bike."

"Oh, so that's the case. Let me tell you, why didn't you ride a bike to see Xiaoyan off tonight, instead you just walked." Wang Shenhai suddenly realized.

Afterwards, the two parted ways.

Back outside the community, Yang Fan stopped the electric car, put the fruit on the car, and went into a pharmacy.

Confident and confident, he bought a box of balloons aboveboard, and he walked out with his head held high.

Aunt Thirteen doesn't care about this, she doesn't care whether he uses balloons or not, if he is happy, let him go with her to get the certificate, and then hurry up and arrange the wedding.

Of course, Yang Fan didn't want to be able to just watch Shisan and not be able to eat so soon.

Balloons, let's use them.

Back home, Yang Fan didn't hear Guoguo's cry.

The mother and daughter are very harmonious, one sits on the sofa in the living room to care for the skin, and the other sits on the floor to play.

Seeing Yang Fan coming back, the little girl immediately ran up to greet him, brought him slippers, and shouted: "Dad, I miss you."

"I miss you too." Yang Fan smiled and said, "Are you good at school today?"

Guoguo tilted her head, thought for a while, and said, "Good boy, the teacher praised me."

"How do you boast?"

"The teacher praised me for my strength, and I held back the whole class by myself."

(End of this chapter)