I Miss You

Qingcheng turned off Weibo and got up from the bed, because she smelled the fragrance of vegetables, her nose was very good, and she smelled it was stewing walnut pigeon soup.

There was a lot of school work in early September, and she hasn't returned to her grandma for a long time.

When Qingcheng walked to the small living room, she saw the old lady sitting on the sofa, flipping through the photos——

"Old lady, look again. Don't you get bored?"

"My granddaughter, how could I get tired of watching it?" The old lady Xu was slightly fat, but very elegant, wearing reading glasses, an old intellectual temperament, and looking very energetic.

Qingcheng smiled, and simply sat next to her grandma to watch.

Most of the photos in the album in the old lady's hand are from her elementary school years. What caught my eye was a picture of her playing the guqin-wearing a fluffy princess dress, with low eyebrows and raised fingers, she was full of achievements.

Grandma Xu said: "When you were young, you learned this and that, and you would leave early and return late at a young age. I want you to learn as little as you can, but you still refuse."

Qingcheng smiled and said, "Didn't I stop learning Guqin?"

"Didn't you still learn a bunch of other things?" The old lady turned over the photos for a while and said, "I heard my second uncle said that he was doing Kunqu opera recently, so he will follow him to learn and also do opera? "

Qing Orange nodded.

Grandma Xu smiled kindly: "After you went to listen to Kunqu Opera when you were a child, she came back and told me that she was asleep. Don't fall asleep again when you look back."

"..."

Qingcheng thought it was incredible. There were old things that had been silent for many years, and once they appeared, they would often be talked about.

She saw that there was still a photo album from her middle school on the table. After thinking a little bit, she turned over a photo and sent it to her roommate Shi Yingying.

Green Orange asked: "My dear, is it so different from what I am now?"

Shi Yingying: "It's big."

Qing Cheng Khan: "Thank you. You think that people who had a ‘familiar relationship’ with me eight or nine years ago will recognize me when they see me?"

Shi Yingying: "Unless the person is obsessed with You, after all, You's eyes are still very recognizable. I heard you ask, is there a story of the'Reunion of the Old Rain'?"

Green Orange: "It's not the reunion of the old rain, let alone never forget it."

She thinks definitely not. And she will remember him. One is that his appearance has not changed much, but his youthfulness has faded, and he has the angularity and charm of a man; the other is that she is good at remembering people and things, scenes, characters, and pictures. She will remember things very well after she sees them. As for numbers and languages, she is not very good at remembering them.

Shi Yingying: "Then 80% can't recognize it. 1989 is not two or three years. I almost forgot about my classmates before 1989."

Qing Chengxin said: Then let's borrow a good word.

The nanny in the kitchen who was helping to watch the fire came out and asked: "Old lady, I think this soup is almost done."

Old Mrs. Xu closed the photo album and stood up and said, "I guess it's almost the same." Then she said to Qingcheng, "Go, grandma will make another parsley lily, and let's eat."

Green Orange said sweetly: "Grandma, I will help you wash the vegetables."

In the evening, Xu Ershu also arrived at the old lady's house.

Second Uncle Xu called out the green orange who helped grandma and auntie nanny in the kitchen. Qingcheng thought that his second uncle was going to mention work, and couldn't help but listen in full vigor.

As a result, Director Xu said, "Oh, Chengcheng, my second uncle wants to borrow the garden of Xiayou's home."