The Northern Stories of Chef Lao Tan

Chapter 576
Anyway, he was free and came out to play, Lao Tan told how Yaru got divorced, how he came to the provincial capital, how he worked at Ah Qiao and the situation in these years.

After hearing this, Sister Zhao said, "It's been a long time for both of you."

Lao Tan said: "Well, but it's impossible to live together, at least not in the last few years. My cancer is cured, but I have to observe it for a few years, in case it happens again.

In this situation, I don't want to be with anyone, and to put it bluntly, I don't want to cheat anyone.

The two of them are very good, they are together, and after a few years I relapsed again, won't it be harmful to others?No sister. "

"You're right to think so." Sister Zhao nodded, and then asked, "Have you reviewed it recently?"

"No." Old Tan said, "It's fine to have a re-examination after a year. It's only been half a year, so there's no need for it."

"Then don't be careless."

"Yeah." Lao Tan nodded, and then said: "The main thing is that I have a good mentality, and I didn't think about it so much. Not to mention I didn't think about it. I didn't do it when I first found out that I had cancer. I was very discouraged. I didn't think about anything else all day long and wanted to pay back. How long can you live and when will you die?

The most difficult thing is the first week, I don’t eat anything, I’m not hungry, I can’t sleep, my head is in a mess, and I can’t think about anything——
At that time, I remembered everything, my wife, children, my mother, my sister, those people in the family—wept at every turn, and I didn’t dare to let people watch—sister, to be honest, I really don’t want to die, I haven’t lived enough ah--"

"It's a foolish thing to say, how many people are willing to die, it's better to live than to die."

"I figured it out after a while." Lao Tan took a sip of his wine and said, "If you don't deserve to die, you will be saved, and I have a little benefit in my life - there are many nobles.

Didn’t I tell you about the old Chinese doctor in Beijing, who went there for treatment after the chemotherapy failed, and what he said made me feel more enlightened.

To be honest, there are almost no deaths in the early and middle stages of cancer. The reason why people die is that they can't bear it in their hearts, and they scare themselves to death.

When the old Chinese doctor first started to treat me, I didn't believe it at all. I had the right to speak as if I were a dead horse and a living horse doctor, as long as I was in a good mood.To be honest, I was no longer afraid at that time. Isn’t it cancer to speak from the heart?If you take it seriously, it is a thing, but if you don't take it seriously, what is it, and how can you die.

To be honest, I quit smoking and drinking for a total of one month, and after that, I continued to smoke and drink, without any delay.What were you thinking?I thought it was detected by the examination. I knew it was cancer, and I quit smoking and drinking. What if I didn’t check it?No, it's still like a normal person who should do whatever he wants.

I just acted as if I didn't have cancer, so how should I live.But cooperation with treatment is a must, and this cannot be delayed.The main thing is the mood, which must be optimistic and not stressful. "

Lao Tan then told Sister Zhao about his treatment experience in the past two years, focusing on the two periods of time in the Beautiful Valley and Daqingshan, which made Sister Zhao want to go to the Beautiful Valley even more.

Unknowingly, the two of them drank almost to the same level as yesterday, their dizzy heads knew that their legs were racing, their tongues grew bigger, and their upper and lower eyelids were fighting.

Sister Zhao is better than Lao Tan, she knows how to bathe Lao Tan in hot spring water after drinking.

Lao Tan soaked it so comfortably that he fell asleep until it was time to hold the lamp.

After waking up, he sat up from the bed, lit a cigarette and smoked.

It was very quiet outside and the sound of the sea could be heard.

A cool sea breeze came in from the small open window, it was salty, and it was very refreshing to blow on the body.

Lao Tan got up and walked to the window. There were four rooms in the opposite B&B with lights on. The lights passed through the curtains and fell into the night through the gazebo, which looked extraordinarily warm.The smoke exhaled by Old Tan floated out of the small window, and was brought back by the sea breeze blowing in, and scattered in front of his eyes.

The smell of the sea breeze stimulated Lao Tan, he wanted to go to the beach for a walk, to see the sea at night.

He came to the living room and wanted to call Sister Zhao. Seeing that the door of Sister Zhao's room was closed, he thought that Sister Zhao must be sleeping, so he decided to go to the beach alone.

When he turned around, Sister Zhao pushed the door open and came in.

"Going out?" Sister Zhao asked with a smile.

"En." Old Tan responded.

"I just woke up and saw that you were still asleep. I went to the backyard and chatted with Xiufang for a while-- let's go, I was just going for a stroll."

So the two followed each other out of the courtyard and onto the street.

The street is not wide, with street lights on one side, leading directly to the sea.

It was just nightfall, and there were people walking in twos and threes on the street.Some went to the beach, and some returned from the beach.Four or five and a half children were fighting in front of a supermarket, music was playing in the open space not far away, more than [-] aunts and daughter-in-laws were dancing in the square, and there were men chatting beside them.

"The people here are quite casual." Old Tan said.

"The living conditions are good." Sister Zhao said, taking Lao Tan's arm, "He is no worse than the people in the city, and he lives better than the people in the city."

"I think so."

"The countryside is good now. Didn't you see that many people in the city are going to the countryside?"

"Well, the main reason is that the country's policies are good. In the past, ordinary people paid money for farming, but now they don't pay money and also provide subsidies. Can it be good?"

Sister Zhao asked, "Have you moved your household registration to the provincial capital?"

Old Tan said: "No, I'm still in the countryside. There is land in my hometown, and the old house is also there, and no one lives there. It's empty. I think about it and go back when I'm old."

"It's right if you don't move."

The two stood and watched for a while at the place where the square dance was performed, and then continued to walk towards the beach.

The sound of the waves was getting closer, and I could already see the glinting sea surface, dense with darkness.

There are ornamental dikes by the sea, winding and stretching out far.

There are street lamps on the embankment, which resemble the French street lamps on the Bund of Shanghai in the [-]th century, simple and solemn.Under the street lamps are solid concrete piers of various shapes, which can be used for strolling people to rest.

Next to the dam, there is a sea-watching pavilion that extends into the sea. The pavilion is not built of wood in the legend, but a concrete structure, which can resist wind and rain.

The sea at night is not as magnificent and boundless as the daytime, but is quiet, mysterious, soothing, and has a sense of boundless relaxation.

Lao Tan and Sister Zhao strolled on the embankment, neither of them said a word.

The sea breeze stroked Sister Zhao's beautiful hair and moistened Lao Tan's bald head.

A middle-aged couple came from the opposite side, the woman smiled and looked at Lao Tan and Sister Zhao, expressed her blessings with her eyes, and passed by happily.

Sister Zhao hugged Lao Tan's arm tightly, and leaned her head on Lao Tan's shoulder.

Lao Tan smelled the fragrance of women and was very intoxicated.

This reminded him involuntarily of the days when Sister Zhao came to Binhai after losing Old Wu and lived with him.At first, every time in the dead of night, when everyone was already asleep, Sister Zhao would wake up in a dream, and then she would cry under the quilt in fear and aggrieved.

At this point he would wake up from the couch, go to the bed and sit down.

Sister Zhao curled up in his arms like a kitten, crying softly while holding him, her body twitching like a child.

Old Tan would put his arms around her, pat her on the back with one hand, and patiently coax her to sleep.

Gradually, Sister Zhao stopped crying and fell asleep in Lao Tan's arms with tears on her face.In his sleep, he would twitch suddenly, and then he would grab Old Tan tightly with his hands, like grabbing a life-saving straw.

Old Tan couldn't help but feel sleepy when Sister Zhao fell asleep, and the upper eyelids were directly lowered.

Every time he fell asleep smelling the fragrance from Sister Zhao's body, he slept beautifully.

Now I smell it again, very fragrant, very intoxicating, and smells like memories.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Sister Zhao. Sister Zhao raised her head slightly as if in response, and their eyes met halfway.

(End of this chapter)