I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 240 Hong Hong and Yan Xingguo
"Chirp..."

The sunlight outside the window of the study room is just right, and a few birds landed among the branches and leaves of the green trees in the community, singing crisply,

But across the window, it is not too noisy.

After washing,
Ji Zhuo threw the phone aside and sat in front of the computer in the study.

Turn on the air conditioner so it won't be too hot in the room.

Open the codeword software on the computer and start today's codeword.

According to the progress of the plot and the chapters that Ji Zhuo updates every day,
Today Ji Zhuo can almost finish writing the story of the first chapter of "Star Dream".

"Crackling..."

The keyboard sounds,
The story continues to unfold as the words emerge.

……

Earlier, Ji Zhuo wrote,
After having the dream of the yellow sand all over the sky again, in which I also dreamed of some old people walking out of the yellow sand,

Waking up, Yan Xingguo became more drowsy and tired, looking at the red eyes beside the bed, feeling aggrieved, and sniffing the redness of his nose,
When my head was in a daze, I understood a lot.

Then the two agreed to eat steamed buns at noon,
Yan Xingguo, who was already weak and exhausted, could only sit on the stool by the kitchen, watching Hong Hong busy in the kitchen,
At the same time, he was still tired, and would droop his heavy eyelids from time to time, but every time he was awakened by the nervous Hong Hong, and then he continued to talk to Hong Hong.

"grandfather!"

"You don't understand this...huh?"

Yan Xingguo, whose eyelids were about to droop, heard Hong Hong's shout again,

At first, I was still in a trance, and said something inexplicable,

Immediately afterwards, he became more awake and opened his cloudy eyes.

"Honghong, what's wrong?"

"Grandpa, what kind of stuffed buns do we have for lunch?"

"What kind of stuffing do you like to eat?"

"I like meat stuffing."

"Grandpa also likes to eat stuffed meat, the stuffed meat is so delicious..."

Yan Xingguo responded with a smile at first, raised his head while supporting his tired body,

Looking at the kitchen, his cloudy eyes became a little dazed again.

Although he was sitting here, he seemed to be half asleep and half awake, as if he saw the rolling yellow sand in the sky again.

"Grandpa, let's make minced meat."

Hong Hong replied again, and Yan Xingguo, who heard the sound, came to his senses again,

"Eh, good."

"Why don't grandpa come and cut it."

Watching Hong Hong take out the pork from the refrigerator, stepping on a stool to work on the chopping board,

Yan Xingguo was smiling, supporting the stool with his hands and the wall next to him to stand up, but he couldn't stand up anymore.

"No, Grandpa. I'll just do it myself. You tell me how to do it, and I'll do it as soon as you tell me."

"Okay...you first cut the meat into small pieces, then chop it finely with a knife, then add chopped green onion, and some salt to taste, and let the reconciled noodles stand aside."

"Uh-huh……"

"Boom thump... thump thump..."

Hong Hong was busy chopping meat, but she didn't speak for a short time.
Yan Xingguo's eyelids became heavy, he was exhausted, and he was in a trance again.

In a trance, I heard the sound of the knife chopping on the chopping board in the kitchen,

It became some other voices.

It was like the sound of someone knocking on the blackboard with a wooden stick. He listened to the sound,

It seems to see many mathematical formulas written on the blackboard,

It also seems that many people are broadcasting the movement of the abacus, thinking cracklingly,

It seemed that the wind was blowing again, and the yellow sand was blown by the wind and smashed on the door or the tent.

Ok……

Where did the wind and sand come from here...

Thinking of this in a trance, Yan Xingguo woke up again,
I saw that Hong Hong had stopped chopping meat and was looking at him nervously.

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm just tired and want to sleep."

"Grandpa, you can't sleep..."

Hong Hong seemed to know a lot of things, listened to Yan Xingguo's words, sniffed, felt aggrieved, and said with red eyes,

"You haven't eaten the buns yet."

"It's okay, it's okay, Honghong."

Yan Xingguo wiped his red eyes with his hand, stroked his red hair,

Somewhat weakly, he said with a smile.

"Grandpa doesn't sleep, grandpa is waiting for your steamed stuffed bun."

"Uh-huh."

Hong Hong responded, and hurried back to the kitchen again, then got busy.

"... Hong Hong, how do you say now?"

"Okay."

Yan Xingguo looked at Honghong and asked.

Hong Hong nodded, and replied as a matter of course.

A smile appeared on Yan Xingguo's face again.

He didn't ask anything else, just told Hong Hong what to do with the steamed stuffed bun next.

"Knead the dough, and then pick out small doses one by one."

"Then take the jelly stick to make the dough explode, and wrap the meat stuffing in it..."

"Yeah... It's ready, grandpa, I'm steaming the buns right now, don't sleep."

"Okay, grandpa doesn't sleep, grandpa doesn't sleep..."

……

"... Hong Hong, don't forget the cotton gloves that grandpa brought you to buy a few days ago, it will be late autumn soon."

"I know, Grandpa..."

"Honghong, you don't want relatives..."

"Many have passed away...Grandpa."

When answering this sentence, Hong Hong sucked her nose and cried a little.

Yan Xingguo didn't ask any more questions.

"...Grandpa, the steamed buns are ready."

Open the lid of the pot, steaming steam,

Yan Xingguo looked at the steamed buns, but his eyes were still in a trance.

"Grandpa, let's eat..."

"Hmm... huh? Okay, grandpa eats... Honghong also eats."

one old and one young,
Sitting at the dining table,
Yan Xingguo was already very tired and weak, and he had no strength in his body.
Even though Honghong steamed the buns until they were soft, Yan Xingguo still couldn't swallow them.
But he still smiled and ate the bun bit by bit.

"... Hong Hong, let's talk."

"Okay, grandpa."

After eating this bun,

Hong Hong supported Yan Xingguo to sit on the sofa,
Yan Xingguo leaned against the back of the sofa, and Hong Hong sat beside Yan Xingguo.

The two kept talking.

Yan Xingguo didn't ask any more about Honghong's origin,

He didn't say what Hong Hong would do after he left.

Just talking to Honghong about the things they lived together these days.

"... At that time, your little face... was covered in gray, it was pitiful to see."

"Alone all the time, isn't it lonely?"

"No, although I've been alone all the time, I know that there are many people like me who are with me!"

"That would be great."

Listening to Hong Hong's words, Yan Xingguo responded with a smile.

Finally look out the window,

After talking all afternoon, it was almost sunset outside the window.

The setting sun that is about to set has been covered by tall buildings in the distance.

Looking at the sunset, Yan Xingguo was rarely sober again.

"Honghong, are you leaving?"

Yan Xingguo asked, but Honghong didn't answer.

Yan Xingguo turned his head, but saw that Honghong's eyes were red, she was sucking her nose, her mouth was pursed, tears were about to roll down.

"It's okay, it's okay... Be good."

"Besides grandpa, Honghong has many relatives, ah."

Yan Xingguo smiled and said to Honghong, and then wiped away the tears around Honghong's eyes.

"Honghong...can you sing me another song?"

"Ok!"

Hong Hong nodded heavily,

Yan Xingguo leaned on the back of the sofa, raised his head,
"The east is red, the sun is rising..."

Just as Honghong sang again,

Yan Xingguo's eyes gradually became blurred,

He was a little tired and wanted to sleep,
heavy eyelids close,
He saw the yellow sand all over the sky, and saw those old friends walking out of the yellow sand,

Only this time, with the appearance of those old friends, Yan Xingguo seemed to remember in a trance.

Oh, it's here,
There are indeed many old friends here.

In this trance, the yellow sand in the sky turned into a green space.

……

In the house, it became quiet.

The old man Yan Xingguo lay on the sofa and fell asleep quietly.

in the Legends.

The stars place many expectations and hopes on people, but when people need her, she will return to people.

Maybe Hong Hong appeared when the old man was alone, just to tell him,
He was never just one person.

　The title of the previous chapter was wrong, but this chapter is correct.

　　I can't change it, let me tell you...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)