To pay off my debt, the school beauty became my live-in maid

Chapter 308 I dare not ask the visitor

In the ringtone of "Insects Flying", the setting sun that is about to sink into the horizon looks like a salted duck egg yolk, and the entire sky looks like the egg white wrapping the egg yolk.

When Lin Shuang was very young, his family was so poor that salted duck eggs were a rare commodity.

He once saw an advertisement for sizzling salted duck eggs on the big-bottomed rear-projection TV at Wanwan’s house.

Little Lin Shuang stood in front of the TV, more engrossed than he was in watching lingerie shows and Digimon. He swallowed his saliva hard at the picture, and the sound was so loud that even his sister Xiaohan beside him could hear it and asked him what delicious food he saw.

"It's a duck egg that looks especially delicious, Xiaohan. It's still oozing with oil."

"Isn't Shuang Ge really just watching the pretty sister walk the catwalk?"

"Pretty sister can't eat it."

"Sister Wan said that you often secretly watch the beautiful sister walk the catwalk."

"Don't listen to her nonsense! I didn't!"

——At this point, Lin Shuang was actually a little confused. Was the salted duck egg something he had dreamed about or something he had really seen on TV?

There is a saying that things that you regret not getting in childhood can easily become obsessions in your later life.

After the family's conditions improved, Lin Shuang often begged his parents to bring back various salted duck eggs, and he also bought a lot himself.

But until he finally got tired of eating salted duck eggs and lost all interest in them, he still hadn't eaten anything delicious that could satisfy his imagination.

“So salty…”

Lin Shuang ate the salted duck eggs he bought from the store at the entrance of the primary school together with the stinky tofu.

This thing really can't be eaten without any food.

Yan Han shared half of his burden with a bit of amusement, "Brother Shuang, are you reminiscing about your childhood? You loved eating these salted duck eggs when you were a kid, and you fed me so many of them~"

Lin Shuang tried to ask, "Xiao Han, do you still remember the advertisement for salted duck eggs on TV when you were a child..."

Xiaohan raised her face and recalled for a while, "I have some impression, um, it seems to be the kind of advertisement that was played during the break of the underwear fashion show."

"…Let's just forget about this kind of thing!"

"Sister Wan was still angry and asked me to help beat you up and not let you watch."

“I remember it so clearly!”

"Hum~"

Yan Han swayed from side to side with a little pride, "I remember everything about Shuang Gege very clearly."

She looked at him without blinking, "So, did Shuang Ge find salted duck eggs that are as delicious as the ones in the advertisement?"

In the elementary school campus, the song "The Insects Are Flying" that had been played on a loop for countless times finally stopped, and the salted egg yolk in the sky was finally eaten up by the night sky with lights just coming on.

Lin Shuang wiped the corner of Xiaohan's mouth with a tissue and smiled softly.

"I found it..."

……

"Ah~ I forgot to take a picture of the stinky tofu. I'm tempting you to take it for granted."

"Pack some rolled noodles for her when you go back tomorrow. You can't pack stinky tofu."

Lin Shuang was a little distressed. "Speaking of which, what are the specialties of Jiangdu? I want to bring some specialties for everyone, but I don't know what to bring."

Yan Han smiled and put her hands into the shape of a flower, holding Lin Shuang's chin.

"Speaking of Jiangdu's specialties, my most handsome and favorite twin brothers are the best~"

She came over and kissed him, "But I will accept this specialty, Xiaohan. I can't give it to them."

On the way home, Yan Han and Lin Shuang were in high spirits. They pieced together everything they saw, every brick and tile, every shop and store, with the memories in their minds, updating their impressions of their hometown.

The next time I come back, it will be very different. Maybe it will be a long, long time later, when things and people are no longer the same... but the memories in my heart will always be there, treasured, and will never fade or be forgotten.

As they got closer to the compound where they grew up and played as children, their voices became quieter and quieter.

Yan Han even hid behind Lin Shuang again, with her two little hands on his shoulders pushing him forward.

She stood on tiptoe, revealing a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes from his shoulder, "I always feel that I would be very embarrassed if I met someone I know..."

"I feel the same way... I feel inexplicably scared!"

It is more timid to be close to hometown, and I dare not ask people.

I haven't been back for such a long time, and the compound has changed a lot. A new fence has been installed at the entrance, the rows of red brick houses have been painted, and the gravel road has been hardened with cement.

The only thing that hasn't changed is probably the big poplar tree in the middle of the yard.

It was dinner time and there were no old people sitting and chatting under the tree. Moonlight leaked through the lush branches, fell on the stone table, and reflected the stone-carved Chu River and Han River boundary.

When he was a child, he and his father often played chess on this stone chessboard.

Lin Shuang brushed away the fallen leaves on the chessboard, stood in front of the chessboard for a while, then opened his hands and tried to hug the thick trunk of the poplar tree.

"At that time... I always thought that I would be able to hug this tree when I grew up, but now it is still far from enough."

"Xiaohan is here, Shuang Gege."

Yan Han joined him, and together they hugged the big poplar tree.

"When they were little, it took all three of us to hold them together, including my younger sister... I hope we have all grown up well, Shuang Gege."

An evening breeze blew, and the branches and leaves of the trees swayed, making a rustling sound, as if they were whispering something.

They sat under the tree for a while, until the square dance music sounded. Lin Shuang finally took Xiaohan upstairs and used the key to open the long-closed door to the past.

The old rusty security door made a creaking sound that lingered in the corridor somewhat harshly.

Lin Shuang and Yan Han looked at each other, and spoke softly to the empty house.

"I'm back."

When I was a kid, I would always say this when I got home from school or after playing outside.

This is often followed by, "Mom and Dad, what delicious food did you make today?"

But now... all they got in response was dust blowing in their faces.

This is a house of only fifty or sixty square meters, but it has three bedrooms and a living room.

It's cramped, but also warm.

There were two old sofas and a coal-burning stove in the living room, with a tin chimney connecting to the door.

There is a pendulum clock carved with a phoenix on the wooden cabinet, but it has stopped swinging.

Yan Han reached out and moved the pendulum, and a "click-click" sound that was familiar to both of them was immediately heard.

It seemed as if the stagnant time had resumed its flow.

Lin Shuang put down the suitcase and said, "Well, let's start cleaning now."

Yan Han opened the bedroom door and took a look. "There isn't much dust in the bedroom."

Lin Shuang pulled up the bed board, and underneath were neatly folded bedding, which smelled of mothballs.

"These sheets and quilts can't be used without drying them in the sun, right?"

Yan Han patted the suitcase, with an expression that showed she had planned everything for a long time and had everything under control, "So I brought everything~"

"…I wonder why the suitcase is so heavy!"

(End of this chapter)