The little green plum in Song Shao's arms is so sultry

Chapter 125 Sugar Water and the Boy

"Is this your husband?" Yu Sheng asked the old lady sitting on the sofa.

The old lady leaned on crutches and walked towards here slowly. Yu Sheng picked up the incense sticks next to her, lit three sticks with the flame in the lantern in her hand, put them in the incense bowl, and closed her eyes for this strange old lady. Grandpa pays homage.

"Are you afraid?" The old lady asked Yu Sheng suddenly: "Put this photo here, especially at night, in such a deserted broken room like mine, aren't you afraid?"

Yu Sheng smiled slightly: "If you have love in your heart, why would you be afraid? I believe that you should hope that this place is haunted, so that you can see him."

There were tears in the eyes of the old lady. Under the illumination of the white light, the tear was like a pearl rolling down on the concrete floor. The old lady said hoarsely to the photo: "Old man... did you hear that?" ? Even young people understand the truth, so many years have passed, why don't you come into my dream to see me?"

Yu Sheng handed the old lady a tissue, gently helped the old lady go to the sofa and sat down again, the old lady sobbed for a while, and then continued her story: "You're making a fool of yourself, at such an age, how can you Crying."

She looked at the kind black and white photo, and continued: "A long time ago, nearly seven or eight years ago, my family's Tangshui was the most famous Tangshui in the country. The old man even won the title of No. [-] in the country."

Memories are always painful, especially the better ones. When you are immersed in the sweet warmth inside, when you open your eyes, the dazzling incandescent lamp will drag you into it, forcing you to remember the pain in reality, and make you fall into the In endless darkness and loneliness.

The old lady's eyes were full of tears, and her voice trembled: "But the old man is old and his thoughts are also very stubborn. He is unwilling to innovate, and only wants to carry forward the craftsmanship passed down from his ancestors, but this is simply not feasible in this era. ...

My family's business is getting worse and worse. The people who bought sugar water in the past have broken through many thresholds. But in the days to come, the new paint on the doorknob is still brand new after so many years. "

"Tradition is tradition after all, no matter how many times it goes through, it still can't lose its original flavor." For some reason, Yu Sheng suddenly remembered the words Song Jin once said to her in his memory, and with complicated feelings, he Repeatedly to the old lady.

The old lady finally laughed, tears were still rolling in her eyes, and the wrinkles on her forehead also showed the confusion of the old lady's life: "Yes, the old man probably thinks the same way. Our family is not short of money. Wipe the machine with sugar water all day long, but it hasn't been started for a long, long time."

She was silent for a while, as if she was recalling something, and said slowly: "Although the old man said he didn't care about these guests, I watched him, his hair was getting grayer every day, and every night, he would go to a corner I know that he still cares about it. He thinks that the career of his ancestors will be ruined in his own hands. He began to hesitate whether to learn the skills of the new era.

But he is an old elm head, how can he come up with any good ideas... until that day, a boy came. "

Yu Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and she forced a smile: "And then?"

The old lady's complexion became more gentle: "That boy is very handsome, I, an old woman, have never seen anyone with better looks than that boy in my life.

As soon as he entered the door, he found the old man and said that he wanted a plain sugar water, without adding anything else, just a sugar water. "

The old lady smiled suddenly: "At that time, the old man was stunned. One of the reasons was that I hadn't been to this shop for several months. What shocked the old man even more was that this boy was only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he was persistent. Because of such the most primitive sugar water.

At that time, the old man asked him suspiciously if he wanted to add some biscuits or something, but the young man shook his head firmly and said that he only needed a portion of the most traditional sugar water. "

"The old man must think this person is a weirdo." Yu Sheng smiled lightly: "After all, there is no child who would like the original taste."

The old lady laughed even more happily: "Isn't that right, I was right behind the old man at that time, and seeing his expression, I almost burst into tears. At that time, he probably felt that the craftsmanship of his ancestors did not decline in his own hands.

The old man was old and suffering from Parkinson's, his hands were shaking badly, but he still held the tools persistently, and made a serving of sugar water for the boy with the greatest heart.

After the boy drank, the old man and I were very nervous, ouch, what if something goes wrong?
We were too scared, and the young man would have a look of disappointment on his face. If he thought, the traditional sugar water has such a strange and unpalatable taste, what should he do if he has any prejudice against Guangdong sugar water in the future. "

"He won't..." Yu Sheng said suddenly: "He won't show right and wrong."

The old lady smiled and nodded: "Isn't that so, after he drank the sugar water, the expression on Zhang Jun's face didn't change much, he was so elegant, and his eyes were black, and they were so beautiful Looks good, he just looked at me and the old man quietly, and suddenly said 'I don't like sugar'."

She fell into the memory, closed her eyes, and seemed to be thinking about the scene back then: "At that time, the old man and I were terrified. The old man just wanted to be anxious and apologized and said that it must be the old man's own problem, but the boy spoke slowly. : 'But this sugar water, I like it very much.'”

"You must have been very anxious at the time." Yu Sheng could not help but smile, Song Jin has such a temper, she likes to speak halfway, and after seeing the other party's state, she will speak the second half of the sentence leisurely.

The old lady nodded: "Yes, but we were frightened. After hearing this, the old man was very happy. He asked the young man how this sugar water tasted to the young man, and the young man just nodded slightly.
'I don't like sweets, and I can't find any words to describe it, but I can only say that it is good enough to keep the original appearance. The changes of the times will not abandon the tradition. If you don't even want to continue this If this craftsmanship continues, but chooses brainless innovation like others, then its taste will only become worse and worse. '"

Yu Sheng thought silently, Song Jin's words were really straightforward, and she didn't show any affection to the old man, but Yu Sheng was also curious, why did Song Jin know the old man's original thoughts?
The old lady continued: "At that time, my old man was so excited that he thought he was the saint who came to save his shop."

(End of this chapter)