In the evening, two old men, Ying Zhicheng and Li Guohong, got very drunk at the dinner table, fell down on the sofa and watched TV, bragging to each other, and finally fell asleep.
Lin Xiuhong got up and cleared the dining table, and Li Luo followed Ying Chanxi to help clean up the living room and kitchen.
"What should they do?" Li Luo looked at the two people on the sofa and turned to ask.
"It's the same old rules." Lin Xiuhong rolled her eyes, "Everyone should be covered with a quilt. The sofa at Xixi's house is also spacious."
After saying that, Lin Xiuhong went back to get the quilt, but Ying Zhicheng, who had been sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes again, sat up from the sofa, and pushed Li Guohong in a daze.
"Get up and keep drinking."
Li Luo and Ying Chanxi looked at each other, and then couldn't help laughing.
But he didn't expect that Ying Zhicheng still had the strength to move, so he stood up unsteadily from the sofa, walked to the vertical cabinet next to the TV, and took out a guitar.
"Friends walk together for life!"
"Those days! Ugh~"
"Hey!" Li Luo quickly ran up, threw the guitar on the sofa, and helped Ying Zhicheng to go to the toilet.
After walking into the toilet and squatting in front of the toilet, Ying Zhicheng immediately vomited.
Ying Chanxi stood at the door of the bathroom, raising his hand and waving between his nose in disgust: "So why do adults like to drink? It's obviously terrible to drink, but you'll get drunk if you drink too much."
"That's it." Li Luo smiled as he patted Ying Zhicheng's back gently.
If he were 15 years old, he would definitely not understand the reasoning and reasons behind this.
But at 35 years old, he knows very well how hard the adult world is.
That is not the deterministic hard work of students, but a completely uncertain hard work with no standard answer, and accidents may happen at any time.
Of course going to school is hard, but there is always a clear score to chase.
But after entering society, most of the time you don't just rely on scores to overcome obstacles.
Wine is not a good drink, but when you want to leave all your emotions behind, wine is really good.
If you want to be confused, there is nothing better than this.
"Maybe it's not a bar where you drink." Li Luo said, "Just like when you are in a bad mood, you like to listen to music and empty your mind, and the same goes for drinking."
"Then why don't you listen to music? Drinking is harmful to your health." Ying Chanxi was obviously a little dissatisfied with his father for drinking too much and was worried about his health.
"Then my dad still smokes, what can I do?" Li Luo said speechlessly. Seeing that Ying Zhicheng had almost vomited, he said to Ying Chanxi, "Bring a towel over here."
Ying Chanxi said "Oh", handed over the clean towel on the shelf, and then said: "Then you can't drink like this in the future, nor can you smoke."
"You're quite lenient." Li Luo wiped Ying Zhicheng's mouth. Seeing that he looked much more comfortable after vomiting, he helped him walk back to the sofa and let him lie down.
At this time, Lin Xiuhong had already walked in with two quilts in her arms and covered the two men.
Ying Zhicheng and Li Guohong snored one after another, like a noisy symphony exercise for newcomers.
"Okay, pour two glasses of water and put them on the coffee table. Let's talk about the rest tomorrow." Lin Xiuhong said helplessly, "What do you two say?"
"I still want to study with Ying Chanxi for a while." Li Luo said shamelessly.
"If you want to play on the computer, just say so. Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf?" Lin Xiuhong rolled her eyes at him and went back to the opposite room to take a bath and go to bed. "Your dad may not be able to get up tomorrow morning. Remember to accompany me to the store.
"
"I know."
After sending Lin Xiuhong away, Li Luo returned to the living room with no intention of playing on the computer.
He picked up the guitar from the sofa and held it in his arms very skillfully.
Ying Chanxi on the side saw him holding the guitar in a decent manner, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Can you also play the guitar?"
"I know a little bit." Li Luo held the guitar and played a few notes, and found some feeling. Then he had a sudden idea and walked towards the door, "Let's go, don't disturb them to sleep."
"Where are you going?" Ying Chanxi followed Li Luo to the door, put on his shoes, and asked with a wink.
"Let's go to the roof." Li Luo said, already changing his shoes and walking upstairs.
The house in Jincheng Community has a total of six floors. It is a demolished house at the beginning of the century. The stairs can lead directly to the rooftop.
Li Luo held his guitar and climbed all the way to the top of the building, feeling the cool night breeze after the rain. He stepped on the slightly wet concrete floor and breathed a sigh of relief under the moonlight.
Ying Chanxi, who followed behind, walked to the rooftop, still a little suspicious: "Are you really good at it?"
"If you order a song, you'll know if I can do it." Li Luo found an open space, turned to look at Ying Chanxi, touched the guitar to regain the feeling, and played a few times casually.
Ying Chanxi saw the confident look on his face, so he thought about it, and then said: "Well... can you sing "Those Years"?"
"This one?" Li Luo heard the name and recalled it in the memory palace. When he remembered the lyrics, he was stunned for a moment.
"No way?" Ying Chanxi looked at his expression and thought it wouldn't work.
But the next second, Li Luo chuckled lightly, lowered his head and began to play with the strings.
"Back to the starting point~"
"Your green face in memory~"
"We finally arrived at this day~"
Li Luo's faint voice sounded on the rooftop, with a hint of memory and nostalgia, which immediately drew Ying Chanxi into the atmosphere of this song.
Ying Chanxi's little hands followed the melody of the song, tapping it gently, her eyes reflected the figure of the boy playing the guitar under the moonlight, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.
"...the heavy rain I missed in those years~"
"The love I missed in those years~"
"I really want to hug you~"
"Embrace the courage to miss~"
…
After finishing the song, Ying Chanxi stood there in a daze.
Li Luo glanced at her and couldn't help laughing: "Hey, hey, don't you even know how to applaud?"
Only then did Ying Chanxi come back to his senses and clapped loudly: "Singing beautifully! And you really know how to play the guitar?"
"I can only say that I know a little bit," Li Luo said modestly.
He didn't lie. After all, when he was making short videos, he did learn from a musician.
But to say how proficient it is, it’s definitely not enough.
There's nothing wrong with using it to scare a little girl like Ying Chanxi.
"When did you learn secretly?" After Ying Chanxi came back to his senses, he couldn't help but said suspiciously, "I don't even know."
"There are still many things you don't know." Li Luo was afraid that she would keep asking questions, so he immediately strummed the strings again and sang the next song.
…
For two days on the weekend, Ying Zhicheng had a rare chance of not working. He stayed with Ying Chanxi at home and even cooked several meals to reward his daughter.
When he left on Sunday afternoon, in addition to daily living expenses and tuition fees, he left an additional 10,000 yuan to Ying Chanxi.
"Dad?" Ying Chanxi was a little confused, "I usually don't use so much."
"It's not just for you." Ying Zhicheng said, "Uncle Li, they won't ask for your rent, but when you usually live there, if you have anything to spend money with Li Luo and your classmates, don't save it.
, do you know?"
Ying Chanxi blinked, clenched the money in his hand, and nodded vigorously.
As for Li Guohong and Lin Xiuhong, they took the time to go to the north of Yinjiang District and transferred the house to their names.
However, the couple usually had to look after the store, so Lin Xiuhong called her brother and asked Li Luo's uncle to help move things.
"My mother asked you to pack your things, bedding, clothes, etc., and bring them all with you when the time comes."
The next weekend, Li Luo took advantage of Ying Chanxi's absence from class and went to her house to say hello, "My uncle will drive over this afternoon and help us move our things to the house over there."
"Are we going to move there now?" Ying Chanxi calculated the date and couldn't help but ask, "Is there still more than a week until school starts?"
"What's going on?" Li Luo looked confused.
"Then if we move here, I will live there directly before school starts?" Ying Chanxi asked again.
"That's right." Li Luo said matter-of-factly, "You go to school every day and take the bus, aren't you tired?"
"Actually... it's okay?" Ying Chanxi said, and then asked in a low voice, "What about you?"
"Of course I will live there directly." Li Luo looked at her with a strange look on his face, "Your computer will also be moved there later, and I will definitely have to follow you there, otherwise what will I do?"
Hearing this answer, Ying Chanxi didn't know whether to be happy or speechless.
"What? You think I won't follow you?" Li Luo looked at her funny, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, do you really want me to live there?"
"I just thought you could cook for me." Ying Chanxi turned away and said harshly, "After moving here, I won't be able to eat the food cooked by Aunt Lin."
"My cooking may not be as delicious as my mother's cooking."
"Haha." Hearing Li Luo say this, Ying Chanxi sneered twice and stared at him with narrowed eyes, "Don't you cook delicious food? Then how did the food on the table taste when my dad came back?
so good?"
Li Luo blinked and was a little embarrassed by Ying Chanxi's stare. He tried his best to speak harshly: "Isn't that uncle? He did a good job..."
"You're lying." Ying Chanxi said angrily, "My dad also cooked for the next two days, and it's incomparable to the dishes on the first day."
"Oh, maybe my parents secretly went to help."
"Did you forget that I asked you to go to the bus station to deliver umbrellas that day?" Ying Chanxi narrowed his eyes, showing an expression that revealed only one truth, "When we went back, we met my uncle and aunt at the gate of the community. Where were they?
Do you have time to help my dad cook?"
"Why do you remember this kind of thing so clearly..." Li Luo couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.
"So it's really you who cooked the food for my dad?" Ying Chanxi confirmed this and immediately grabbed Li Luo's ears angrily and began to settle accounts with him, "During dinner that day, you asked dad what he cooked.
Is the food delicious? How dare you ask!"
"Hiss... stop, stop!" Li Luo held Ying Chanxi's wrist tightly, arched his body and begged for mercy, "Didn't uncle hurt his finger? I just helped him, and you just think it was him.
That would be fine if not."
"Huh." Ying Chanxi actually didn't use any force at all. After letting go of his hand, he turned his back and ran angrily to pack the clothes to be moved there.
Li Luo, who stayed in the living room, was also speechless, wondering why Uncle Ying was so imprudent. Didn't he have a clear understanding of their cooking skills?
How can anyone sell teammates like this?
"Go to the study to get the computer. I don't know what you need to bring with you." Ying Chanxi poked his head out of the bedroom halfway through cleaning up. After finishing speaking, he warned, "Next time you try to trick me,
I’ll ask Aunt Lin to bring the computer back and won’t let you play with it.”
Chapter completed!