Thousands of years

Chapter 83

"You two are really good, one is more capable than the other, and you won't even open the door!"

In this summer, He Yanqing hurried back after work, but unexpectedly got shut out at the door of his own house.Glancing at the guilty father and daughter, he knew that the two of them had done nothing good at home.

"An Jianing, who are you two who washed the dishes and dropped the dishes for me?" He Yanqing preemptively strikes, and usually the two of them can feel guilty at the same time, just destroying something in the house, "Why are you so grown-up... ..."

While speaking, He Yanqing had already walked around the kitchen and counted all the dishes and chopsticks. Then he stared at the father and daughter suspiciously.

"Look, I'll catch you two at that time." He Yanqing obviously stared for a long time but failed to come up with any results, and turned around to scare the two of them and left, "I've been at home all day, and I don't know how to cook. The sky is gone, and you two will starve to death."

Seeing that he was about to go to the living room, in order to see what the father and daughter were hiding from him, He Yanqing shot back again and stood at the door of An Ji's house to scan for a week, only to find an alarming chaos.

After all, it is impossible for He Yanqing himself to think that the secret of the father and daughter is an old book whose author's name is unknown, and it is even more impossible for He Yanqing to think that An Ji would put the book in other books and put it aside in a grandiose manner. In the pile of books piled up into a hill.

"One day at home, but tidy up the house, it's even more chaotic than when I left."

He Yanqing really couldn't bear to see the mess in the house like this. Seeing that her husband and daughter didn't intend to do anything, she sighed and tidied up on her own: "Why did you take out this dress?"

"It's still far away from winter, you take it out now, when it's really cold, you start telling me that you can't find it!"

He Yanqing muttered, without stopping the movements in his hands, he almost cleaned up the bits and pieces that An Ji put on his face, and then turned around: "You remember where I put them, don't worry about finding them." Come and ask me when you arrive."

"You too, help her remember, come and ask me every day if you can't find anything." He Yanqing was tired after working in the unit for a day, and when he came back and saw these two messing up the house, he could It's strange to be happy, "I'm not that robot, it's useless to memorize these things for you every day!"

"Yes, yes, I remember!" An Jianing spoke first, but An Ji was still smiling, and it took a long time before he said a word.

"Mom, leave it alone, I'll clean it up myself..."

"All right, all right, clean it up yourself. If it's still like this tomorrow, I won't be in class anymore. I'll see when you clean it up."

This is the result every time, and He Yanqing is too lazy to get angry with the two of them over such trivial matters, and only says to An Jianing: "Come with me to cook."

"I'm going to coax your mother. She must have a bad temper after a long day."

Shrugging at An Ji, An Jianing was about to leave like a thief, when he heard a urging voice from the kitchen: "Come here, dawdle, if you keep going, you won't be able to eat at nine o'clock in the evening!"

"I don't cook and you don't cook, you're not hungry? Are you going to drink the Northwest Wind?" He Yanqing was chopping the vegetables while muttering non-stop, the husband was only on the sidelines, "Hehe Haha' should be echoed.

The orange-yellow sunset, wrapped in the greenery of the distant mountains, spread directly into the house.There was no more noise in the kitchen, only the sound of spatulas hitting each other.

An Ji knew that it was impossible for his mother to come to his room at this time, so he took the opportunity to carefully put the ancient book on the bookshelf, and sighed as he watched the mess going up and down in the room.

"Eat noodles?" He Yanqing's sudden voice really surprised An Ji, "Eat as much as you want, if you cook too much, you can't finish it and waste it."

Caressing his chest, An Ji walked to the door of the house, where He Yanqing just turned around: "Do you want to eat?"

"I think you should eat less. When the time comes, you will accumulate food fire, catch a cold after a long time, and get sick again."

Before An Ji could speak, the mother had already made plans, and the former was already used to it, so she nodded: "Then cook it for me a little bit."

"Okay, I got it." He Yanqing turned around in response, "Quickly put the pot on, didn't you see that the water is already boiling?"

Turning around again, I saw An Ji poking his head at the door, and the mother waved her hand from the air, "Go back quickly and tidy up those things in your house. This is a person who is in the third place, so it's not as good as the next door." That girl, she's not in elementary school yet, she can fold the quilt by herself!"

Sure enough, even if he grew up, he still couldn't escape the same experience as Seventh Sister, An Ji secretly slandered, but didn't answer, just retracted his protruding head, looking at the overwhelming space in the room, quite desperate.

"Ah!" Although the voice was forced to be suppressed, people could still hear the helplessness in it.

If An Ji took a short video of what the house looks like now, and wrote "Mom told me to clean up the room" on the accompanying text, there would definitely be a large number of people who would feel headaches along with An Ji.

Most contemporary young people have the habit of tidying things up intermittently, and An Ji is obviously one of them.When you want to clean up, even if there is a piece of A4 paper in the wrong place, you have to put it in. As long as you don’t want to clean up, you really don’t want to move a finger.

What's more, although the room doesn't look messy, in fact, An Ji can find things if he wants to find them...

But this obviously does not meet the requirements of being a mother. After thinking about countless arguments, An Ji was completely discouraged, and threw herself directly on the sofa, brewing the mood to clean up the house.

Turning his fingers in boredom, before An Ji was free enough to grab the hole in the sofa and start digging, the two cabinet doors that He Yanqing hadn't closed just now came into view.

clothing.An Ji suddenly remembered what his mother said, and stood up without hesitation for a moment, and subconsciously helped the table beside him—as expected, he managed to avoid the dizziness caused by the blackness in front of his eyes when he stood up suddenly.

Walking to the closet and standing still, An Ji found the one he was looking for among the dozen or so clothes hanging without searching.

The dust jacket on the outside and the hanger wrapped in flannel and pearl cotton on the inside all show the owner's cherishment of the clothes.

Holding the hook on the hanger with one hand and the dust jacket with the other, An Ji moved the extremely carefully preserved clothes to the bed and lay down.Only then did he unzip the dust bag, revealing Lushan's true colors in the suit of clothes inside.

Basic information such as An Ji's college, class, and name were also pasted on the clothes with sticky notes. It was the work that An Ji designed as a graduation project when he first met Hang Luo.

It is neither a standard Hanfu nor a cheongsam, but only retains the slanted lapel design.

There are three gold-plated gold silk buttons, and a piece of turquoise the size of a pinky finger is inlaid on the button surface. The natural complex texture and the overall simple design form a great contrast.

Aunt Zhang and the others called the dark bean paste-colored Hengluo, which was seventy percent similar to the dark smoky color recorded in the history books. This kind of color looked quite old-fashioned to others, but it was used by An Ji in a calm and firm way. youthful appearance.

The wide-leg trousers of the same deep bean paste color and an autumn-scented green belt about one inch in size not only added a bit of vitality to the clothes, but also gave An Ji the inspiration for naming this suit.

An Ji's hand just passed the sticky note on it, "Youth", a name that couldn't be simpler, not only represented the former's own youth, but also caught the eyes of all the viewers at that time.

"It's very common for young people to use youth as the theme, but it has always been an extremely intense and colliding color scheme." An Ji can still clearly remember that when the teacher saw his design at that time, he said, "If you weren't here, I would still be here." Think someone mislabeled it."

"You let me see a down-to-earth youth in simplicity."

Sitting next to this suit of clothes, An Ji knew that it was the previous chance encounter that sealed everything.This is the sign of the beginning of this stubborn and somewhat ridiculous dream of myself...

Since it is so predestined and you can't go anywhere without it, then stick to it.Even if nothing happens in the end, I will never regret it someday in the future...

An Ji stood up holding the hook of the clothes hanger, walked to the cabinet again, opened the cabinet door to an angle facing her, and exposed the full-length mirror inside.

"Anji, what are you doing?"

He Yanqing didn't hear a sound coming from the house for a long time, and he didn't respond to shouting. He Yanqing rushed over with a spatula in his hand, fearing that something might happen to his daughter, but he only saw this scene. At that time, he didn't know whether to raise his breath or start Breathe a sigh of relief.

"I told you to pack your things, why did you take out this clothes again?"

"Put it back quickly, my ancestors! It's time to eat, you just didn't clean up anything, and you took out two more, you are going to kill me!"

Knowing that baby An Ji's clothes were tight, and thinking that the spatula in his hand was still stained with oil, He Yanqing subconsciously held it a little further away from his daughter.

Mo Kan doesn't quite agree with An Ji's learning of Hangluo weaving. In fact, He Yanqing has always been a knife-mouthed bean curd, and respects his daughter's choice.

If it were really those overly radical parents on TV, I'm afraid that the spatula will be in close contact with the clothes now, and the family relationship between parents and children will be destroyed together with the clothes.

"Hey, let's eat!" An Jianing came out at the right time to interrupt the mother and daughter.

Folding the apron in his hand, An Jianing patted his daughter's shoulder: "Hurry up, put the things away, wash your hands and eat. Your mother and I have been cooking for a long time. Try it!"

Sure enough, as soon as An Jianing opened his mouth, the conflict between He Yanqing and his daughter would be transferred directly.

He Yanqing, who was looking at An Ji angrily just now, turned his head and glared at his husband: You're the only one with a long mouth, didn't you see that I was educating the children?

"Oh, how old are the children?" An Jianing seems to have the ability to read minds. Whether it is a daughter or a wife, she can understand what the other party is thinking with just one look. "You said it too, the girl is almost thirty now." , what do you still use your tricks to control her?"

"This is because the girl and Yunfan are both busy with their studies and careers. Otherwise, it would be the same as our time. Now that the children have to go to kindergarten, why do you still treat the girl like a child?"

What An Jianing said was indeed reasonable, but seeing that her daughter was at fault, how could a mother not worry about it?I'm afraid that when I get old in the future, my daughter will suffer a big loss!

"It's alright, alright, young people are different from us now!" Seeing that He Yanqing hadn't completely calmed down, An Jianing pushed the people away, fearing that it would be later, An Ji hadn't started using Ning Yunfan as a cover , the intent has been found.

"Look, robots can be used for cleaning at home now, and many of their ideas are beyond our comprehension!"

Since An Ji had made up his mind to try again for the opportunity that his father had won with great difficulty, he didn't intend to tangle up any more. He immediately zipped up the clothes, put the clothes back in the cabinet, and closed the cabinet door neatly.

"Mom, let's go, eat, I've been hungry all day!"

"I've been hungry for a whole day, and your dad isn't here at noon, so you don't know how to cook?" He Yanqing always felt that the father and daughter were hiding something from him today, until he saw An Ji take out the clothes just now, and the feeling in his heart The premonition is getting stronger.

"Aren't you good at cooking instant noodles yourself?" As a mother, she can't understand her daughter's unhealthy eating habits. If she is too lazy to cook, she orders takeaway and eats instant noodles. Her body is weak and she will grow old in the future. What can I do?
"Why today..."

An Jianing knew that An Ji was going to reveal his secrets, so he quickly interrupted his wife: "Oh, don't say a few words, I finally came back from get off work, isn't it good for everyone?"

"Hmph, look, if she listens to me obediently, will I be as good as I? I work for a day, and you think I'm not tired?"

If An Ji went to the factory, those aunts and uncles would not have prepared lunch for her. He Yanqing was like a mirror in his heart, but today the father and daughter are more strange than the other, so it can be seen that the former must have done it without telling him what.

"oops……"

"Ah, what ah?" He Yanqing couldn't get used to her husband's appearance the most. If the child had problems, he had to correct them. If he kept getting used to it, what would he do in the future?
"I haven't settled the score with you yet. How many cigarettes did you smoke today? Two packs a month. I think you are afraid that you will die soon!"

That's good, the one who stood up to make peace was also scolded in disgrace.

"Okay, let's eat, seeing you two getting more upset than one!"

The family of three can be considered to be able to calm down and sit quietly around the table to have a meal together, and the meal is enjoyable.He Yanqing was worrying so much for the good of the father and daughter, so the anger came and went quickly, it just depends on the correct attitude of the two.

It was night, the stars were shining brightly, and the moonlight crawled into the room through the window, tracing the books on each shelf, like hands, trying to open the scrolls and take a closer look...

An Ji still didn't fall asleep, in the room with the lights off, only the side of the world under the moonlight was the brightest.Look, the stars and the bright moon in the sky are making choices for themselves, so what reason do I have to stop making a breakthrough?

(End of this chapter)